The Weeend and the Gifts

Part 3

The fitting took longer than she expected. With her hands on her head and feet spread, Nicole said nothing through the embarrassing ordeal.

With Sam's help Richard had poked and measured her. Inserting and removing toys, commenting to each other about how easy it was to get the plug in place, how wet she got or how swollen her clit was.

Finally, with it all set and ready, he held the device up to show her.

It was stainless steel with a black rubber backing. A band would go around her waste bisected by the wider band that would go between her legs.

This band had a mesh portion that completely covered her labia and clit at the front. The dildo had been screwed in place behind and at the back was the option of a wider opening for longer term wear. This part allowed for bathroom use however today, he had opted to add the plug. She would be fully stuffed and locked in.

He assured her that if nature called all she would need to do was explain why she needed out of chastity, and he would happily unlock her and give her time to relieve herself. Supervised of course so she could not touch herself otherwise. Her blush, according to Sam was something to be seen.

Sam seemed very pleased with the whole thing. She had been teasing and poking at her all morning. Running her fingers over the toys on the table Sam looked at her.

"You poor thing, you're going to be all locked in and horny with no way to get release. I am going to make good use of your toys. You have so many to choose from."

Richard's hand came out of nowhere to the back of Sam's neck. Bending her abruptly over the table, he flipped her dress off her ass and grabbed her cunt. "You think you get whatever you want this weekend, greedy little slut?" He growled at Sam. "She is mine," he said flicking his head towards Nicole, "She needs this to remember that part of our relationship. But she also got to have as many orgasms as she could this past week. How many was that again pet?"

She did a fast tally "11 Sir," she smiled.

"11, and how many orgasms were you allowed this week slut?" He smacked Sam's ass for emphasis.

"None Sir," she pouted out.

"Right. You edged all week. You are here for my pleasure not yours. I would not forget that if I were you!" He released as abruptly as he had grabbed her.

Nicole's heart warmed. His, she did love the reminder.

"Pet. There is one more feature I think you will quite enjoy this weekend I had added. Just at the front here is a hole for an attachment for a dildo. I would very much like your help using this other slut this weekend." He grabbed Sam's hair and brought her front and centre, "Do you think you could manage to fuck her if your device doubled as a strap on?"

Sam's eyes widened and she smiled a little too much, but Nicole was also smiling at the idea and nodded enthusiastically as she responded, "Oh yes please Sir."

"Good, now hop on the table legs spread, make yourself comfortable girl. Sam is so very prolific at blow jobs let's see how she does at pussy worship."

"It's ok Sir," Nicole stammered, "She might not want too..."

"Did I ask if she wanted too? Get, on, the table." his voice was slow and dark.

She moved the toys and slide herself into position. Even she could smell herself and the heat between her legs. She very much enjoyed the taste of a women, but she had no idea if Sam did, but she didn't think it was going to matter.

Laying back she opened her legs and covered her face with her arms.

"You are not allowed to cum girl but feel free to beg and amuse me. Sam, the number of orgasms you get today may depend on whether you get her to beg for hers. So, I would start working slut." His amusement was palpable. He was going to enjoy this.

Nicole was not so sure she was.

Sam's eyes were lowered as she tied back her hair. Her flirty sundress was short in all the right places.

Bending herself over the edge of the table she trailed her flat tongue up Nicole's pussy adding extra pressure at just the right place.

She worked slowly bottom to top. Licking and moaning as she went. Nicole was reasonably sure by the placement of her shoulders she had reached back between her legs to play with her own clit as she worked.

For her part Nicole tried to relax into the feelings. If she played her cards right, she may just be able to beg her way to one more orgasm before she was locking in that damn belt.

Fingers slid inside her, and her hips bucked as she moaned. Sam had found the sweet spot just inside her and her rhythm at her clit was wonderful. Nicole did not stand a chance. "She must really want those orgasms," Nicole thought, "I mean why wouldn't she?"

The deep feeling started inside her; a cresting orgasm made its way up Nicole's body. "Oh god, please!" Her hips bucked, and she arched her back. This was a new torture for sure.

"Please Sir, please my I cum?" Her voice was loud in her ears, her eyes squeezed shut.

"Look at me," was his answer.

She searched for his eyes, ready for the "cum for me girl" she was sure was on his lips.

"Stay, you may not cum girl, stay there, hold the edge."

Fuck! She dropped her hips. Trying desperately to relieve the building pressure. She whimpered and moaned. Head moving and arms trying to find something to hold. Sam, intent on her task, did not relent.

Nicole registered the sound of his belt and pants hitting the floor. Followed by the familiar tear of a condom wrapper.

She opened her eyes in time to see him position himself behind Sam and drive into her. Sam's head came up with a squeal, her fingers leaving Nicole's cunt to brace herself on the table. "Back to work slut. She has not begged nearly enough." he shoved Sam's head back into Nicole pussy as he pounded her forward.

Nicole slid back with the force of Sam's face driving into her. The delightful play of her tongue and fingers being replaced by a much more forceful feeling of her lips, tongue and nose being pushed into her cunt.

Sam's breath came in gasps, half smothered in Nicole's pussy. Strong hands grasped the back of Nicole's calf's and yanked. Pulling towards him, Richard drove himself into Sam, forcing her face deeply into Nicole's cunt. She could hear Sam's breath cutting short with each brutal thrust. She met his eyes again. He stared at her over Sam's bend body. The sight of him fucking someone into her was almost too much. She arched her back and neck, breaking eye contact as a litany of sounds and words escaping her mouth.

She begged again. Thrashing her hips and head.

"NO!" his voice growled over the incoherent noises coming from both the girl between them and herself. His rhythm had changed. Longer, harder thrusts, driving Sam relentlessly into Nicole's cunt and holder her head there, cutting off her breath against Nicole's body. Richard's breathing hitched, with a soft grunt and hard tug on her legs, he buried himself deep into Sam, trapping her between their bodies. Sam's cry's cut short, Nicole could feel the vibrations of her struggling for control against the sopping wetness of her cunt. Nicole whimpered and ground herself into Sam's face. That sweet edge of orgasm she had been riding slowly slipping away.

Richard let go of her legs and stepped away from Sam whose head snapped up with a panting gasp for air.

"I think you earned two orgasms girl." he said to Sam as he flipped her dress back down and pulled her to him. He ran his hand down Sam's face. Commenting on the mess there. Turning to Nicole, he shoved his wet fingers into her mouth again. "Seems you have more cleaning up to do slut." She lapped at his fingers, registering the scent of herself against her nose.

"Let's lock you in girl." he said removing his hand and adding a strong slap to her still exposed cunt.

Sam handed Richard the belt, a self-satisfied smirk on her face as she did.