Part V: Sunday Evening
Kayla took very little time to remind me that she was indeed my Mistress and knew all the right buttons to push. She licked around the head of my cock, making me moan even louder, then began to bob with what little motion she had, up and down the shaft. On every downstroke, she buried her nose in my smooth, shaven crotch. On every upstroke, she's spend a bit of time licking my frenulum, driving me wild. I could feel the precum traveling up my shaft, trickling out of my dick and onto her tongue. Before long, I was edging.
Of course, Ms. Kayla knew all the signs, so she'd back off, swallow down the precum I'd given her, let me rest...then start all over again. Licking the head, deep throating me, teasing that special spot until I was on edge again. All the while, the vibrating butt plug right up against my prostate wasn't helping matters either. Kayla had amazing control. How the two vibes in her wasn't causing her to orgasm over and over I don't know.
I have no idea how long we were left there. I lost count of how many times I reached the edge of orgasm, only to be cruelly denied. At a certain point, all I know is the rest periods weren't allowing my edge to bleed away and I was just constantly riding it, Ms. Kayla expertly keeping me there and keeping my jizz in my balls.
Over my moaning and the buzz of the vibrators, I heard Ms. Erica's heels clicking on the hardwood as she returned, then the clink of two things being put on the floor behind me. She finally appeared, walking around me. "Oh, it does look like my two sluts have been enjoying themselves!" She reached in between us and as she tightened the nipple clamps on me, asked "Has Kayla been teasing you, David?" I nodded as I let out a little scream at the increased pain in my nipples. "Well, I think you've had enough and I did promise the two of you some food."
For the first time, I think I noticed night had fallen outside, Ms. Erica began undoing the bondage, first releasing Kayla. A long stream of spit mixed, no doubt, with copious amount of precum extended from tip of my cock to her lips, and she sucked it in with a slight smile up at me, as if to say, "See? I'm still your owner and I can still tease you." After getting all the implements off her, and removing the vibes, Ms. Erica returned to me. She reached up and caressed both clamps, "Oh, this is going to hurt," and pulled them off. I screamed as the blood rushed back into my tormented nipples. As I stood there, breathing hard, she removed the cuffs, bondage mittens and spreader bar.
"Well, I did promise you food", she said as she turned me around. There on the floor were two dog bowls, filled with some kind of ground meat...and with a dollop of thin, white cream covering the top. "I had one of my subs over yesterday before your party and got six ruined loads out of him. I thought that would be a wonderful way to spice up your dinner. Eat up, slaves!"
We both got down on our hands and knees and crawled over to the dishes. I watched as Kayla hesitated a minute, made a face, then began eating slowly. I put my face into the bowl. It tasted like hamburger, very bland, although the cum on top did add a certain bitter and salty tang to it.
As we ate, Ms. Erica went back to her toy cabinet, and returned with a pair of riding crops. Since we were on the floor, faces down and asses up, she decided to have a bit of fun. She'd crop our asses, admonishing Kayla to eat faster, or me to slow down, to really savor the jizz her other slave had so graciously provided us. She'd also play with the vibrating butt plug still in my ass, increasing or decreasing the speed as she saw fit. As we were nearing the end, she turned it all the way up and began cropping us in earnest. "Lick those bowls clean!" she demanded as she laughed.
When we were both done, we sat up, kneeling, back on our calves and heels. I looked expectantly at Ms. Erica, but Kayla just gazed at her with anger in her eyes. She crouched down, grabbed Kayla by the chin, "I always liked it when you were a bit defiant, Kay. It's always so much more delicious when I finally break you."
"Give it your best shot, bitch." Kayla answered back.
"Oh, I always do. And you always break." She got up from her crouch, and began walking, "Crawl along over here, my sluts." We followed across the room to the medical exam table. "Get up there, whore," she said to Kayla, "Time for you to cum,"
In no time at all, she was secured to the table. Her wrists and arms secured to the sides, straps across her chest above and below her breasts and over her waist. Her legs were spread wide and secured to the stirrups at her thighs, just below her knees and at her ankles. Ms. Erica pointed at a spot on the floor in between Kayla's outstretched legs, just in front of her pink, swollen and glistening pussy. "Kneel."
She went back to the where we had been earlier and retrieved the bullet vibe and butt plug. Then she went to one of the cabinets and came back with a Magic Wand vibrator.
As Ms. Erica began inserting the bullet vibe and butt plug back inside Kayla, she said, "You've done a good job so far, not orgasming, but that ends here and now. David is going to use his wonderful, magical mouth, your pussy and ass are going to be vibed, and I'm going to rub you clit raw with this vibrator. We're going to keep going until you give me what I want, bitch! You know what that is...but we're just going to leave it as a surprise for you, subbie." With that, she put her hand behind my head and pushed it forward until I was up against that sweet, delicious pussy I love.
I went right to work, licking and sucking on the folds of her labia. She let out a sigh I knew all too well. I heard the vibrators starting up, a low thrumming. Then, the wand was switched on low and I felt it brush my hair as it descended to Kayla's clit. She let out a long, low moan.
"Oh, that feels good, doesn't it?" Ms. Erica cooed, "You know how badly you want this. You're a cum slut, an orgasm fiend. I don't understand why you won't just take the pleasure."
"Fuck you!" Kayla spat. "I won't cum for you. Not this time," she panted.
"Oh, yes you will. I know it, and you know it. Just give in and we can be done."
"No," Kayla whined, "I won't."
"We'll see, my pretty slut."
Except for the whines, the panting and the gasping, it was quiet for a while. I switched my attention from her pussy lips to licking up and down her cleft. My go to move has always been licking up and over a woman's clit, but that was denied to me due to the wand. I decided after a bit, to lick lower, tickling her asshole, then sliding up over her pussy. I was hoping my ministrations would hasten her orgasm and we could end this.
I was having mixed emotions at this point. I knew from first meeting her that my Mistress was a switch, but over the last few months of being her sub, I'd rarely seen her submit to anyone. I knew that, like Gail and I, she sucked Master John's cock, cleaned him up afterwards and did other submissive things, but most of that took place out of my sight. Apart from Friday night when he'd taken her ass, her submissive acts just seemed like regular sex. I knew a lot of women -- even men -- who just enjoyed giving blowjobs and eating cum and cleaning up afterwards. This was different. While being bratty and defiant, Kayla certainly wasn't in control here. She was being dominated.
This particular play, she seemed to be enjoying however. She was getting wetter and wetter, and it wasn't just from my saliva. Juices were flowing out of her, and I sucked up every last drop. The vibrators were turning up every few minutes, and they were having an effect. I felt Ms. Erica manipulating things above me and snuck a peak to see that she had secured the wand with the strap holding Kayla's left thigh, the bulb of it directly on her clit. "Don't either of you go anywhere," Ms. Erica said, just before she flipped the wand to high.
"Ohhhhh, Gooooddddddd," Kayla wailed as she bucked a bit in her bondage.
"David, keep pleasuring her cunt, but get your ass in the air," I did as instructed, and bucked forward, my tongue driving deeper into her pussy as a cane slammed into my backside. I let out a muffled "Owwww!"
"This is taking way too long, Kayla, so here's the deal. Every 10 seconds, David's going to get this rattan cane across his ass until you finally give me an orgasm. I don't care if his backside ends up a bloody mess. It's all up to you, "and she punctuated it with another swipe.
I lost count after the twentieth cane strike. My ass was burning and on fire, as Ms. Erica just laid into me. I'd count the ten seconds down in my head, trying to prepare myself, but the onslaught wasn't ending.
I was crying out with each strike now. Through her haze of pleasure, in between moans and squeals, Kayla was moaning out, "No....no....no..."
Finally, just when I thought I wouldn't be able to sit down for a month, those no's, changed. She wasn't begging for Ms. Erica to stop, she was desperately trying to hold off her orgasm. "No....no...not going to cum...please...no...can't, "then, a low, long keening wail, "Oh Fuck! I'm cumming!" She bucked and writhed in the chair, as I licked her faster from ass to pussy, drawing out the massive orgasm she was having.
