While driving home with my ex-girlfriend Emily after spending a lovely day having sex at a nude beach, I decided to float an idea by her for the final night of her visit.
"How would you feel about fulfilling a fantasy of mine?" I asked her.
"You mean you have some left? After being part of a threesome, seeing your girlfriend have sex with your ex, and fucking in public?" Emily asked with a giggle.
"I do. What can I say, I'm full of naughty ideas. I would love to have you be my sex slave tonight. Actually have you and Isabella both be my little sex slaves."
Emily giggled, but showed a hint of discomfort. "Is this something you and Isabella are into? Whips and chains and all that?"
"Well, usually nothing quite so heavy as whips and chains. But yeah, we've played around with power games, both with me in charge and with her. We quickly learned that I'm more natural as a dominant and she as a submissive."
"From what I've experienced that doesn't shock me," Emily answered. "Like when you spanked me that first time we got together, well together again at least, at my place."
"Exactly. Domination games are largely about trust, and surrendering control. You allow me to be in control, to call the shots. You'd have to trust that while I will push your limits, I won't tell you to do anything you're not capable of. And while I'm certainly not accusing you of being sexually prudish, I know that for women in particular it often allows them to feel freer in their sexual desires."
"I suppose we could try it," Emily said hesitantly as I parked the car. "How serious would we have to take it?"
"Well, it's one of those things the more you get into it the better it works. But the most important thing is that you make a commitment to follow my instructions without question and surrender control to me."
"Ok, I'm game," Emily finally agreed. "Seems this trip is just full of firsts for me." We unloaded the car and unpacked our beach bag.
"One last thing. We'll use a safe word, 'banana', just in case things get too out of hand. I ask that you only use it when you really want things to stop," I told her as we entered the house.
"Why can't I just say 'stop!'?" Emily asked.
"Because when we're in the fantasy that will only make me go harder, and probably spank your ass for being disobedient."
"You do take this seriously," Emily responded, slightly wide eyed. "Ok, I got it. 'Banana' to stop. So how do we start?"
"Like this," I said, pulling Emily towards me roughly and tugging her tank top off. Emily assisted eagerly.
"I like this game so far. But didn't Isabella ask you to save some for her?"
I placed my finger against Emily's lips. "Enough questions from you, little submissive. Why don't you make your mouth useful and suck on my finger?"
Emily was slightly taken aback by my stern tone, but shrugged and took my finger into her mouth.
"That's right, show me what you're going to do to my cock later," I said, pulling off her shorts with my free hand. I untied her bikini bottom and tossed it to the side.
I spun her around and untied her top, pulling it up off her head and throwing it in the direction of her bottoms. I took a moment to admire her curvy nude form.
"Much better," I said. "Around here submissives only get to wear clothing that accentuates their nakedness for my benefit."
"I see," Emily responded, involuntarily rolling her eyes.
"Come here," I said firmly, striding to the bedroom. Emily strolled behind me, curious. I opened the bottom drawer of the dresser and took out a pair of leather wrist cuffs.
"Hands behind your back," I instructed her firmly. When she hesitated I stepped behind her, grabbing her wrists and yanking them behind her. I snapped the restraints around her wrists and stepped back in front of her.
I remembered tying her up the first time we reunited, that trip I took that seemed so long ago when Isabella first gave me permission to sleep with Emily. I marveled at how far we'd come. I had spanked Emily then, and knew she enjoyed it, even if it did scare her to release control and surrender to me.
"You are new to submission, so I will go easy on you. Still, you need to learn a lesson about attitude. When I give you a command the correct response is 'Yes, Sir.'. Not 'okay', not 'sure', and not 'I see'. Do you understand?" I asked her.
Emily suppressed a giggle. "Yes," she replied.
"Yes who?"
"Yes, Sir." Emily's tone showed me she was starting to take our game more seriously.
I sat down on the edge of the bed. "Come here, Em." When she was standing next to me I ordered "now bend over my lap, with your ass in the air." When she didn't move immediately I grabbed her shoulders and pulled her down across my lap.
"Whoa!" Emily exclaimed, off balance from having her arms bound behind her.
I brought my hand down across her firm backside hard. Emily yelped loudly.
"I'm going to punish you now for being sassy. This firm little behind of yours is going to be nice and red when I'm done, isn't that right."
Emily paused before quietly stating "Yes, Sir."
"Good girl." I spanked her ass again, causing a satisfying cracking sound. "Now this is for your behavior earlier, as your current attitude seems much improved." I brought my hand down on her ass a third and forth time, then gave her other buttock a few hard spankings.
At that moment the door opened and Isabella walked in, calling out, "Hello? I'm home. Oh my!" She stopped in her tracks when she saw Emily bent over my knee naked with her ass in the air and hands bound behind her back. "Looks like you two are having fun!"
"Strip and kneel. I'll deal with you in a minute, slave," I ordered her.
"I want to start dinner and..." Isabella started.
"Strip," I interrupted, speaking with authority. Isabella looked into my eyes for a moment before smiling lustfully and quickly shedding her clothes. I could imagine her pussy was already getting wet with excitement.
I swatted Emily's rear end twice more before helping her back to her feet. "Go join your sister sub kneeling over there," I instructed her. Emily took her place next to Isabella, kneeling awkwardly for lack of balance.
I went back into our toy drawer and took the cuffs we sometimes used to bind Isabella's legs. I bound Isabella's arms behind her back to match Emily's pose. The fit was a bit odd using leg cuffs, but it did the job. I also fastened Isabella's basic black leather collar around her neck. The girls remained patient as I dug through Isabella's jewelry and found a choker-style necklace I bought for her.
I have always loved the look of choker necklaces, even before any interest in bondage and submission games. It's also possible that my attraction came from a deep seated lust for submissive women. Regardless, it looked great once I had I fastened it around Emily's neck.
I stepped back and admired my prizes. Two gorgeous women, unique in body shape, coloring and tone. Both fully nude, kneeling, hands bound behind their backs, chests thrust out, watching me, obediently awaiting instruction. I savored the moment of anticipation as my cock throbbed within my pants.
"I've never had two sex slaves at once," I observed, standing over them and looking down at their faces.
"It is true," Isabella agreed.
"Emily, I have given Isabella a slave name for when she plays these games with me. From this point forth your sister-slave shall be referred to as Bellita."
Emily nodded in understanding. "And you," I continued, softly stroking her cheek, "I shall call Emmy." Emily made a face at my diminuitization of her name.
"Does the sub have a problem with that?" I asked, placing my hand on her shoulder and staring down into her pale blue eyes.
"No, sir," Emily replied, dropping her eyes from my gaze.
"Good." I unzipped my pants. "Emmy, tell Bellita about our day while she sucks on my cock." I stepped in front of Isabella, who accepted my erection in her mouth hungrily. I imagined Isabella could taste hints of our beach fuck on my cock as she licked me eagerly.
Emily began relating the tale to my girlfriend. Isabella was having trouble properly sucking my cock without using her hands to help or for support. I took over, holding her hair with my hand and fucking her mouth slowly and gently. When Emily got too distracted watching us I scolded her to continue the story, and I also would add in details as I saw fit. All the while Isabella sucked my cock dutifully, staring up at me with lust.
Isabella groaned when Emily got to the point when I penetrated her with Luisa watching. I didn't stop fucking her mouth, and instead picked up my pace. Thanks to my earlier exertion I was able to simply enjoy her wonderful fellatio. I stopped Emily at the point in the story where I came inside her and I pulled out of Isabella's mouth.
"Good girl," I said, stepping in front of Emily. "I think you know what to do." Emily smiled and accepted my saliva-slick cock into her mouth. This time it was Isabella's turn to watch patiently. "I'm a lucky man to have two wonderful cocksuckers to myself," I mused out loud.