The dictionary defines Valentine- a sweetheart chosen or complimented on Valentine's Day. I'm not sentimental or for that matter sensitive. At least, that is what I've often been told.
You are so closed off! Unreachable!
I disagree. I happen to have had a perfectly good reason for keeping my heart locked up. The problem, in my opinion, was with the people who never tried to slip by the barriers. I mean... if it's worth doing, do it right. Right? Well anyway, all of that is, as they say, history. The barriers have been breached. Alert the heartless who would condemn me for the same crime! I have been delivered!
Time, and true friends have a way of eroding the past.
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I was on my knees taking the cyberskin dildo that jade wore strapped around her hips as deeply as I could manage in my throat. This is called practicing my
Velma's.
Named for a dominatrix friend of jade's who taught her some tricks to desensitize the gag reflex. Encouraged frequently by jade as she stroked my hair and held the artificial Jared cock stiff for my manipulations, I was becoming quite adept at holding my nose against her pubis with my throat full of cyberskin. Just as we were stopping for the day Jared called.
"Hello?" jade answered while she stood absent-mindedly stroking the thick coat of saliva up and down the shaft of the strap-on.
"Hello, My sweet girl. Have My two little subs had a good day today?"
"Yes Sir! We miss You! When will You be home?" jade said with a bit of a pout.
"I'm on my way. I need you to pack. I have a surprise for you! The three of us are going away for the weekend. You'll need a couple of casual outfits and one little black dress each. Not a lot. You should both be able to pack in one suitcase. I'll need My small bag and you can pack for Me accordingly."
"Yes, Master! "
"Don't forget your collar, baby."
"Yes, Sir! Should i pack the silver hoop or the chain?
"No. I want the leather one."
"Yes, Master..."
"It's three thirty now, Our flight is at five forty. Get busy and I'll be there in twenty."
When jade said goodbye she stood holding the phone and looking a little perplexed.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"Nothing is wrong... Jared is taking us away for the weekend... and He said for me to pack my collar."
"That's great! Did he say where we are going?"
"No... but the collar He wants me to take is this one," she said, pointing to her leather bound neck. "Not either of my publicly acceptable collars."
"So... He just wants it for when we are alone." I shrugged my shoulders nonchalantly. I really didn't think otherwise.
A couple of hours later we were all on a flight to New Orleans. I was anxious and excited! I've been many places with Jared and jade but never as their other partner. I was always along to observe, but this trip I would be a part of the action and I couldn't wait to get started!
Jared let go of the book He read with His left hand and reached across jade to rest His hand on my bouncing knee. I looked over at Him and without looking away from the pages of the book He silently shh'd me. My knee stopped bouncing and my heart stopped pounding so hard. His effect on me with one trivial gesture both alarmed and astounded me. I remained still for the rest of the flight as I reflected on His power over me.
Our hotel was new, as were a lot of things in the city since Katrina, but it was expertly fashioned in old New Orleans style. The room was regally furnished with deep purples and gold and there was a bottle of champagne that sat nestled in an ice bucket next to the already bubbling Jacuzzi tub!
"Oh my gosh, jade!" I was giddy, "there is a jar of rose petals by the tub and... strawberries... and three glasses!"
"I didn't want My girls to have to wait for their delights." Jared said, as though all of it were commonplace. And maybe it was to some people, although judging from jade's sparkling eyes and speechless open mouth, I didn't think it was for them. I was more than a bit shocked at my own response to the romantic feel of it all, but everything that had happened in my life since Jared and jade had invited me into their bed astounded me on some level.
Jared stepped up and placed His hands on each of our lower backs, "Are you two going to stare until the water is cold and the champagne is hot, or can I get someone to take this damned tie off Me?"
We both giggled and turned into His arms and together we undressed our Master/Sir. When He stood naked He turned to Jade and kissed her deeply while I ran my hands over His warm skin.
"Don't go anywhere My precious jade," He said before turning to me and reaching for the buttons on my shirt. He took His time undressing me and kissing me on each newly exposed bit of flesh, and when I was completely nude and completely aroused I was gently nudged in the direction of the tub. The water was hot as I dipped my toes in but the chilly air in the room made a delightful balance.
When I settled in I set myself to the task of uncorking the bottle of bubbly while Jared undressed His beautiful slavegirl. Again, He took His time. This was about seduction and delight. He kissed her deep and hungry as He slid the straps of her dress down her shoulders. When she'd maneuvered her arms free He reached behind her and slid the zipper down her back as He licked and nibbled on her neck. When the dress hit the floor there was nothing left for her to do except slip the strappy heels off her feet. Jared took her hand and led her to the tub, helping her to step in and then easing in with her. I'd made a point to pour champagne while He undressed her, giving them their tender moment without an obvious audience.
We toasted and soaked, we touched and kissed and stroked and when the heat became too much we dried each other and headed for the bed. My cunt throbbed with need and I could tell by the way that jade breathed through her open mouth that she hungered to be used as well.
"Where are you two going?" Jared asked as He reached in His bag.
We looked at each other, not sure of our faux pas and turned to Jared with matching quizzical looks.
"Come here." A simple command but it thundered through my body as we hurried to stand in front of Him.
"Present up."
I knew the presentation commands well. It was one of the first things jade taught me. We both locked our fingers behind our heads and spread our legs apart with toes pointed forward.
Jared reached into His bag and pulled out two big egg shaped things, each with about a ten inch wire coming out of the narrow end. He stepped to jade first and used His left hand to feel between her legs.
"Ahhh, Master does so love a wet cunt!" He said, then He reached between her legs with the other hand and pushed the egg inside jade, big end first, leaving the wire hanging out of her puffy lips. Then it was my turn.
"Mmm, I should rephrase... I do so love TWO wet cunts!"
The egg felt huge going in but still I feared losing it with the deluge of juices that flowed so freely from my needy slit.
"Get dressed, were going out." Jared smiled a wicked smile and jade and I took our hungry bodies to the suitcase, not trying to hide the pouts that formed on our faces.
"Wear the skirts. I hope you didn't bother packing panties," He chuckled, "and jade, you may wear the halter I put in your bag so you don't need a bra."
jade pulled the deep green halter out that I'd seen her wear a couple of times before and the royal blue skirt she'd brought with her. I watched her mouth twist up then handed her my denim skirt and took the blue one from her hand. She thanked me with her eyes for not letting her go out in such miss matched colors and we dressed together, even helping each other. I worked bows but settled finally on square knots into the wide ties at her back and neck that supported her large breasts well enough that no bra was passable. My white shirt was cut low and the new bra I bought (front hook closure per Jared's instructions) accentuated my tits nicely but I couldn't get used to how tight my clothes felt. I knew it wasn't my weight. I hadn't gained but lost a couple of pounds in the past few weeks. It was the clothes. Not wearing them regularly made them feel tight and abrasive on my skin.
Finally we were primped and lipsticked and ready to go, so we slipped into our sanuks and met Jared in the sitting area of our suite. His big smile said we met with His approval so we headed out the door for a night in NOLA.
We ate light and walked a lot. Then we visited the piano bar at Pat O'Brien's and left with one hurricane each and walked some more. We slipped into a strip bar but left quickly because the dancers were just finishing a group number before a break. Novelty shops were everywhere and Jared couldn't resist a g-string for jade that read
Master's little slut
and a pair nipple tassels for me.
We had a great time and were getting close to calling it a night when jade asked Jared if we could stop at a little shop with sexy lingerie and costumes.
"You two go ahead, I'll wait for you right here."
He had been a perfect gentleman, letting us browse every little boutique that caught our eye, even holding bags and purses when the situation called for it, so there were no complaints when He wanted to sit this one out.
Inside, jade and I found lots of goodies to ooh and ahh over but the real surprise was when both our cunts started to throb at the same time! I'd been aware of the egg throughout the night but just considered it a tool for training my muscles. Oh boy was I mistaken! I thought my teeth would start to rattle if I tried to hold still so I found myself wandering around the shop, staying in motion and talking loudly to mask what I perceived to be the sound of a giant bee coming from inside me. jade appeared to suffer my same plight because she was shifting from foot to foot and humming a nonsensical tune. Just when I was ready to bolt for the door, Jared appeared, holding a small bag and a huge grin!
"Have my girls found a hidden treasure in here?" He asked slyly.
"we were just saying how we are ready to call it a night!" jade blurted out.
""Nonsense! I don't see any new packages in your hands... let's see what we can find, shall We?"
