Guys this dinner is wonderful. I've always wanted to try this restaurant but.. well, never really had the chance," I gushed as I took another bite of my pad Thai entree. "Or I've never had the money," I added with a giggle. Sam and Marika simply looked at me with their beautiful smiles.
Marika reached out and placed a hand over mine saying, "We wanted to make this a celebration." I still wasn't quite sure why we were in this beautiful restaurant but I was enjoying it thoroughly. With my parents away from the cottage I was stuck with my own cooking which was getting monotonous. But I had to ask.
"Umm... I'm loving this but curious as to what you're celebrating? Is this a wedding anniversary or something?" I asked between bites.
"We're celebrating you sweetheart," Marika said with a chuckle.
"Moi, vraiment?" I gasped in my bad French holding my hand over my heart in disbelief. They both laughed at my dramatics.
Sam picked up his wine glass and smiling, said in a low voice just for us, "A toast to our lovely pet Julie, who has given her submission and her lovely body to Marika and myself." They held their glasses out to me and I did the same, still not sure if I should be toasting myself. I decided to reciprocate.
"And to two of the most kind and beautiful masters a slave could ever want," I said with a laugh. I don't know where 'slave' came from but I hoped my levity would excuse the slip. They both looked at each other and I believed a silent communication went between them. Or was it my imagination?
Sam cleared his throat and looking intently at me said, "Julie you know you are delightful and we would never hurt you but yes, we want to own your pleasure and everything about your body while we are playing." I looked from Sam to Marika and they were both smiling intently at me. I squirmed in my seat, my body heating at the lust and want I could see in their eyes.
I played along. "This slave wants to serve her masters in every way they desire," I said looking up at them through my eye lashes while sipping my fruity cocktail. Sam's eyes burned at me and Marika sat back running her hand through her hair as she gasped.
Sam immediately looked for our server and the check. I didn't need to see the desert menu apparently. It was clear I would be desert. And I couldn't wait.
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I was asked to stand in the middle of the room, still fully clothed. I shifted from foot to foot feeling a bit awkward. I thought maybe I should take my clothes off but I remembered what Marika had said about thinking what I should do. She had been clear that they would tell me what to do and when. So I waited, nervously I might add.
Marika spoke first, "Pet we want to teach you several positions we would like you to take when we command it. But first please come here and kiss me." Butterflies erupted in my stomach at her command as I stepped over to her. Marika moved her body close to mine and placed a hand on the back of my head and pulled my lips to hers. These two had thoroughly worked me over the first night I had submitted to them but for most of it I was blindfolded. This was only the second time I had kissed a woman. The first time had been a revelation, a wonderful revelation as to how sensuous a woman's lips on mine could feel. And this time was no different. Marika's lips brushed over mine and then her tongue wet my lips. Slowly she slipped her tongue into my mouth touching mine and an electric current shot through my body. I couldn't believe how electric it felt to be kissed by this woman.
My knees felt shaky with the overwhelming arousal her kisses were surfacing in me. I started to frantically clutch at her hips and ass, pulling her closer until she broke the kiss and stepped back. She admonished, "Sam, our little slave girl is getting ahead of herself. She has things to learn tonight don't you agree." I couldn't believe how cool she was when I was turning into a desperate ball of arousal. I staggered back and into the arms of Sam.
"Patience little pet. We will take care of your needs soon enough. Now I want to kiss you as well." Sam wrapped his arms around my waist and began kissing under my ear and down my neck. OH GOD, did he have any idea what that would do to me in my present state! I gasped and mewled for more, turning my head to try to catch his tongue. He played with me, just nibbling at the corner of my mouth. I tried to turn around but he held me firm, pressing his body to my back. In my haze of lust I could feel his cock pressing into my lower back.
Marika continued, "Pet, next you will take off all your clothes and then you will assume and practice the positions we wish you to learn. After that, if you perform well, Sam will take you." Oh God, my lust addled brain screamed, can we just get to part three now! I couldn't believe how unaffected they seemed by the sexual tension that I thought could be cut with a knife.
And then it hit me what that would mean: he was going to take me! Did Marika really want that? Sam would fuck me! Wasn't that something people did when they were married or in a relationship or even just dating? Would Marika just watch her man put his cock into another woman and not feel some emotion? I already liked Sam and truth be told, lusted after him but wouldn't it be too weird having this gorgeous man mating with me in front of his wife. I couldn't keep the alarm out of my eyes.