Fuck, I was late and not even by a little bit. The "team building activity," whatever bullshit the General Manager felt like hocking off about teamwork, had ran late and I still needed to make my way home to change. All I wanted to do was get home and shower. I shot Bennett a quick text that I was running late as I waited for the light to change so I could get home quickly. Bennett had been out of town all week for work and had spent most of his time teasing me. He texted me Sunday night after I sent him a video of his cum leaking out of my ass that I wasn't allowed to have an orgasm until he was inside of me. I was given three directions for the week:
1. Edge any chance I had and make sure to stretch my ass.
2. I could not use my hands, but could use toys.
3. I had to film myself or call him when I was edging.
I stopped counting after the tenth edge, and my pussy was constantly wet after the fifth. Saturday had finally rolled around and I was ready to get my orgasm that I deserved. I finally made my way into my apartment. Tossing my keys onto the side table, I began to strip down to take a quick shower. I grabbed my phone and sent a picture to Bennett of my wet cunt promising I would be on the way to whatever random eccentric hotel he picked this week shortly. I quickly freshened up and changed into my fishnets and sundress. I made sure to slip the plug back in that he left in me last week. I put my shoes back on, grabbed my keys and wallet and made my way out to my car. I put the random hotel address into my GPS and started the 20 minute drive wondering the whole way what Bennett had planned.
I arrived at the hotel and walked up to the front desk feeling the heavy weight of the plug the whole way.
"Hi, picking up an extra key for a reservation under Bennett Thompson, please."
The gentleman at the front desk smirked and handed me the key.
Hm, Room 402 once again, must be a lucky number. I took the elevator up to the fourth floor, feeling myself get wetter as it slowly climbed each floor. God, I just wanted to cum. I keyed into the room; wandering into the large suite I heard two male voices meet my ear. I quietly entered the room and shut the door behind me since Sir was more than likely taking a work call.
He called out to me before I could move from the door, "Take a seat on the couch, love, we'll be right out."
We. He definitely said we. My pussy clenched in anticipation. I had told Sir a while ago that I would love to be fucked by him and another man at the same time, but never thought that would happen this soon. Sir and a familiar looking gentleman made their way out of the bedroom to greet me.
"Love, I'm sure you remember Jensen, you met him at my birthday party last month."
I blushed, remembering the very unconventional birthday party Sir had. All the hands touching me, teasing and taunting me while Sir watched.
"Yes, Sir, I remember Jensen."
Jensen was a tall, lanky man with the darkest brown eyes I had ever seen. At the approval of Sir, Jensen had flogged me and poured hot wax on me at the party, sending me deep into subspace. I remembered Sir speaking with him after the fact but was unaware of what they were discussing at the time.
"Jensen spoke with me at my party and was wondering if we would like a third. I told him it was one of the many things you would like to try after I claimed your asshole as mine," he stated matter-of-factly, "You've been such a good girl this week, edging every chance you've gotten and making sure to show me proof that you haven't used your hands. I figured now is as good a time as any to give you a reward."
My shock took me by surprise and both men chuckled at the state of me. I had spoken to Sir about Jensen after the scene and told him how much fun I had had during it.
"Now, before we get to the pleasure part, I do believe I asked you to bring something back to me or there would be punishments," he continued, "stand up, turn around, and spread your cheeks."
