Author's note: This is a new series, consisting of 750-word stories. I've been finding hard to complete longer stories due to other commitments, so this is a new endeavor. If you have any suggestions for this storyline, do not hesitate to get in touch. Enjoy and vote!
They agonizingly waited in the car until 4pm before heading to the front door. The host had provided the passcode which Alexandra entered with trembling hands; Nicole squeezed her hand as they took the elevator to the fifth floor.
Under the doormat, the key of the apartment awaited them. Nicole opened the door and they were pleasantly surprised by the well-decorated interior. "Ready?" Nicole asked and they walked the short corridor to the bedroom where their prize was ready for them.
Even on his knees, he looked lofty with his wide shoulders and thick-haired chest. With his eyes shut with the blindfold and his ears blocked by the noise-canceling earphones, he relied on his smell for information; once their perfume filled his nostrils, he fixed his posture and placed his hands behind his back.
Without restoring either of his senses, Alexandra approached a ball gag on his lips; obediently, he opened his mouth, while Nicole fixed a leather collar. He blindly followed her to the living room where she made him bow down so that his forehead touched the floor.
A few minutes later, they found him on the same spot; Nicole thought that his discipline was remarkable. She bent her knees and pulled his hair to lift up his torso. "Listen to me carefully," she said seductively but ominously at the same time, "You are our toy. You don't talk back, you don't argue, you just serve us."
She pulled him all the way back so that he lay down on the carpet. Alexandra grabbed a flogger and tested its impact on his body, while Nicole lowered herself after she pulled out his gag. His slightly rough beard took some time to get used to, but his eagerness to devour her made up for it.
"Stay still," she scolded him when he twitched.
A few minutes later, Nicole collapsed on the floor, exhausted by riding his face and reaching a head-twisting orgasm. Much to his surprise, Alexandra removed his underpants, put a condom on him and mounted him; her wet lips welcomed him effortlessly. Before he could make a sound, Nicole's stocking-clad feet landed on his face and he immediately stuck his tongue out. Within moments, he couldn't think of anything else but the orgasm knocking on his door; he had no permission to climax and no way to ask for one, with his mouth preoccupied. Again, he showed great determination but Alexandra was relentless, fucking him with a vigorous pace that he had never experienced before. But this came abruptly to an end, seconds before he climaxed, as if Alexandra helped him with his obligation not to cum without permission.
"Go kill that erection and wash yourself," Nicole ordered.
