Snaking a finger through the ring in the collar now around my neck, Mistress pulled me forward to meet Her in a fierce kiss. Her tongue moved into my mouth, possessing me. Moaning, I felt myself melt into Her, opening to Her kiss. Soon, I felt Master's hand on the back of my head, pulling me from Her, drawing my mouth to His. Despite having just sucked His cock, this was... unexpected. His lips against mine, His tongue in me. For a brief moment I almost pulled away, but only briefly. Master could kiss! They soon began to pass me back and forth, kissing and stroking me, teasing me with Their lips and tongues and fingers as I knelt naked before the two of Them.
Moments or maybe hours later I heard the click of a leash being attached to my collar. Pulling me from Mistress, my Master said,
"Shy, it's time now. Annette and I are going to bring you into Our bed. We will both use you, We will both fuck you. All you have to do is give yourself to Us, to Our pleasure."
I felt Mistress's hands placing a silken blindfold over my eyes.
"No more seeing tonight Shy. Only touching and feeling for Our little whore."
"Do your best to keep just to My left, boy. Annette will... correct you as we go."
With that, Master tugged on the leash and I tried to keep to His left, just behind. I couldn't help imagining the depraved sight we made. I cried out when Mistress made Her first course correction, something striking my right buttock. A crop? It stung and startled more than hurt but I moved a bit to the left, only next to be struck on the left side. Hurrying to keep up with Him, She continued to swat my ass as we moved through Their home, to Their bedroom.
Coming to a stop, Master tugged on my leash, signaling for me to rise. Standing with legs spread, head bowed and hands clasped behind my back, I tried to prepare myself for what was about to happen. I wasn't sure exactly when but, sometime soon, I would be well and truly fucked. I wondered which of Them would do the deed and claim the prize of my virginity. I wasn't really sure who I hoped for, Mistress or Master. Would being taken by Mistress make the act, less, what? Gay? Deviant? Feminine? Could I really pretend anymore that I wasn't in fact at least a little of all of those things? Wouldn't it be better for it to be Master? Shouldn't the first cock be His cock? Living flesh? His flesh? Was I gay now? When I eventually left Their home, would the other people in my life suddenly see me only as what these Two had so thoroughly turned me into? A sex-crazed submissive slut. A cock-sucking whore with a willing and hungry mouth and ass both, seemingly ready for any amount of depravity.
Standing there, blinded by the heavy silken cloth over my eyes I could hear quiet sounds of preparation. Drawers opening, fabric rustling. A match being struck, the sharp smell of sulfur followed by a light scent of...patchouli? They seemed to simply be preparing for bed, much like any couple might, seemingly oblivious to the naked man standing in the middle of the room. I could feel them slip past as I stood silent and blind to what They were about. Other times, I would feel a touch in passing, a feathery touch on my back, my side, my ass. I lost track of which presence was Master, which was Mistress. I knew I should be able to discern between my two Owners but as all of the questions tumbled through my mind I could only feel. The rug beneath my feet. The gentle breeze as They moved past. The weight of the cuffs, the collar. The cool metal of the leash hanging down my back, the leather of its handle just grazing my cheeks. My cock, standing rigid, pulsing and moving, thrusting of its own accord into nothing. Once, a finger scooped up the cum leaking from me and brought it to my lips. I sucked it clean.
After what felt an eternity, I could hear the bed creak as They climbed in. I could hear the sounds of the two of Them kissing, fucking. From the sounds my Mistress was making, it seemed Master knew exactly what He was doing. Now and then, one or both of them would pause, taunting me, teasing or, sometimes, just commenting on my presence.
"Annette is delicious Shy, wouldn't you love to dive right in here, taste your Mistress again?"
"Look at our little whore, honey. Those nipples could cut glass and it looks like that cock of his is gonna explode any minute..."
"Susan and Joe's anniversary is coming up, wonder if they'd like to take our new slut for a weekend?"
"Oh, Shy, you are going to love Master's cock in your ass...I know I do!"
"I can't wait to get him playing with Sarah and Steve, they'll all be so cute together... Our own hairless harem!"
"I adore the way he trembles John, beautiful..."
"I think this one is really going to enjoy the Farm tomorrow night, he really is the most eager one we've had in a while... seems to be a natural, don't you think dear?"
