After the orchestral performance, the four of them exited Symphony Hall and strolled across the street to the Tutor Arms, a luxurious boutique hotel. Alexander opened the suite's door and Miriam, Jocelyn, and Robert strolled into the sumptuous sitting room. Heavy brocade drapes held with leather tiebacks adorned the archway that led to bedroom with its magnificent four-poster bed.
Alexander opened a bottle of chilled Dom Perignon that he'd put in the minifridge earlier that afternoon. After pouring four glasses, he distributed them and then reclined at one end of the three-seater sofa with Robert at the other end.
The two women stood in the middle of the room facing one another.
"Your assessment, Alexander," Miriam asked.
"I was brutal with her, but she didn't flinch, gag, or attempt to pull away."
"Robert."
"Like it was totally awesome Jocelyn doing me with a smokin' hot chick watching."
"Your pussy eating was mechanical," Miriam said.
They were assessing her like a slab of beef. Not a person. Simply a sex object.
Surprisingly, Jocelyn didn't mind. She'd willingly been a shameless libertine in Symphony Hall. Nipple clamps, a dildo, oral sex, masturbation, all in public. Savoring every carnal pain and pleasure of being manipulated.
Knowing that this was a test to determine if she was capable and worthy of joining their licentious group, she'd freely entered the suite thrilled at the prospect while wondering if she could endure an evening of unbridled perversion and debauchery.
She hadn't touched her champagne. She didn't want alcohol to dull her senses.
"Do you enjoy anal sex?" Miriam asked.
"No. Too painful."
"Maybe it was the men. Alexander is superb."
Given how brutal he was when fucking her face, Jocelyn doubted he'd be tender in her ass.
"Threesomes?"
"Not yet."
"Bondage?"
Jocelyn shot a look at Robert. What had he told them? That she was seriously into it. How honest should she be?
She eyed Miriam closely. What was it about her that encouraged complete candor?
"I love being stretched spreadeagled on the bed. Naked, blindfolded, bound, exposed, and vulnerable. Totally helpless. Having to accept whatever happens."
Should she admit her other kinky perversion?
"I revel tying men to the bed, teasing their cocks to point of coming and then shifting to sitting on their chests spreading my pussy lips just out of reach of their tongues."
Was this a mistake being open and truthful?
"Wonderful," said Miriam. "Defenceless as a submissive and cruel as a dominant."
Miriam sipped her champagne.
"Shall we begin?"
This was the moment of truth. Was she prepared to submit herself to this dominatrix?
She stared at Miriam unblinkingly and then nodded indicating she'd obey her every sexual request no matter how perverse.
"I'm yours."
Miriam stretched out her arm. Alexander hurried over, took her empty champagne glass, and placed it on the sideboard. Then he returned to his wife, unclipped her pearl necklace, and unzipped her dress that fell to the floor. She was naked. No bra nor panties.
Her breasts were large with nipples that pointed upwards. Her waist thin. Compliments of silicone and surgery wondered Jocelyn.
Alexander got onto his knees and helped her out of her shoes and then unclipped the pearl that hung from her clit on a gold chain. She emitted a slight moan.
He arose, crossed the room, and lay her clothes over one of the chairs. He whispered something to Robert who entered the bedroom. Then Alexander returned and began to undo Jocelyn's blouse.
In the throes of passion, men had yanked off her clothes occasionally ripping them in the process. But this was different. An odd sensation. Not since she was a baby had anyone undressed her so tenderly.
She stood proud with her shoulders pulled back as he slipped off her blouse, folded it over his arm, and proceeded to unclip the nipple clamps.
Other than a twenty-minute break during the second part of the symphony, the alligator clamps had been digging into her nipples for more than three hours. She groaned when Alexander released the tension and blood rushed back into her sensitive nipples.
"Learn to love the pleasure of pain," Miriam said.
Alexander undid and lowered Jocelyn's skirt. He helped her out of her shoes, took off her thong, and carried her clothes to another chair where he laid them carefully.
She was now totally exposed. Her pussy was hairless. Her stomach flat. Her breasts round and firm. Her brown hair fell to her shoulders. Everything was natural.
"You're even more luscious than I imagined," Miriam said.
Alexander opened a lacquered box on the sideboard that contained Velcro restraints, fur-lined handcuffs, ointments and lubricants, condoms, Viagra pills, and a dildo with a strap. He returned to Jocelyn with the handcuffs and secured her wrists. She stood erect with her arms and wrists constrained behind her back forcing her breast forward.
He knelt in front of her, withdrew Miriam's pearl clamp from his pocket. After he attached it to Jocelyn's clit, he let go of the gold chain.
Jocelyn jerked like a fish on a hook when gravity pulled the heavy pearl downwards. She yelled. The pain of the clamp was beyond anything she'd ever experienced.
"OH MY GOD. IT'LL TEAR OUT MY CLIT."
Tears formed in her eyes. She couldn't rip off the camp because her hands were cuffed behind her back. Its was excruciating.
Alexander let her squirm.
How long could she endure this unbearable torment? It seemed forever.
Alexander looked at his wife who nodded. He unclipped the camp.
Jocelyn almost fell onto the floor writhing in agony as the blood flowed back into her clit.
"Eventually you'll control and delight in the pain," Miriam said.
Jocelyn wasn't so sure.
Gently touching Jocelyn's arm Alexander escorted her into the bedroom through the brocaded draped archway.
Robert, already undressed, lay naked at the foot of the bed crosswise. Was this a test for him as well?
"Make him come," Miriam said, "while Alexander fucks your ass."
She was determined not to show fear nor hesitation.
She stood at the foot of the bed, separated her legs shoulder length, and bent forward. The way Robert was positioned made it impossible for her to take his balls into her mouth. Because she couldn't use her hands, she alternated between licking his shaft, deep throating him, and kissing the tip of his cock.
Meanwhile, a naked Alexander began to rub her sphincter with a highly lubricated index finger. While he leisurely massaged her outer door he complemented her on the roundness of her butt, the smoothness of her skin, the texture of her sphincter, and her overall beauty.
His complements and touch were an aphrodisiac. She was willing to accept him.
As he eased his finger slowly into her rectum her head jerked up off Robert's dick. She let out a cry of "OOOH" and then returned to her oral activity. She kept her hips still allowing her anal muscles to get used to the intrusion in her ass while licking and sucking Robert's cock.
When Alexander's finger was full in, he gently twirled it for several minutes. Then he slipped a second lubricated finger into her rectum. Every other guy had hurt her. Not Alexander. He was sending sensual sensations of pleasure from her ass to her brain. It was erotic and tender, and she wanted more.
He effortlessly removed his fingers from her ass and immediately entered her rectum with his well greased condomed cock.
"OOOH," she cried again. His cock was much thicker than his two fingers.
It took several minutes for him to be completely immerged. He waited, once again allowing her anal muscles to get accustomed to his twenty centimetres of throbbing meat. Then he began to pump. She responded moving her hips and ass to accommodate his thrusts, but it was awkward with her hands cuffed behind her back and Robert's cock pulsating in her mouth.
Eventually they got into a satisfying routine.
She felt like such a brazen slut. Handcuffed. A cock down her throat. Another deep in her ass. Ecstatic sensations stimulating her very fiber. A shameless cocotte in her first threesome and savouring every depraved second.
Jocelyn felt Robert ready to explode so she pulled back with only her lips around the tip of his penis. He came and filled her mouth with his warm spunk. When he was done, she spit his sperm onto his stomach.
"Oh no dear. Always swallow," Miriam said.
As she licked up Robert's salty spunk, Alexander increased his speed.
She was enjoying his power. He was really good.
After he'd been cleaned Robert, he rolled out of the way and Jocelyn bent even further forward. The top of her head rested on the bed arms constrained behind her back.
She relished being fucked in the ass.
"MORE. MORE. MORE."
Alexander wrapped his arm around her hips and his index finger began to play with her pussy. As she became wetter, he increased the in and out speed of his dick in her ass. Now he was a jackhammer pounding her rectum.
"HARDER. HARDER. HARDER."
His finger aroused her clit.
"AAAAAH." She orgasmed.
He continued with unbridled energy until he too came. Then he eased his flaccid cock out of her butt.
She collapsed face first onto the bed completely satisfied. He'd been better than any other guy that had fucked her ass.
Alexander undid the handcuffs. She rolled onto her back exhausted and wondering what was next.
