[mdom] Two for One

[MDom] [fsub] [group sex] [bound] [gagged] [deepthroat] [denial] [toys] [shibari] [suspension]

I know you're a pleasure Dom. I know your desires, you've shared them with me on many occasions. We cannot play together in person, skin to skin, not today. Too far apart geographically. Busy lives, different time zones. I can, however, offer you this. A story. The latest of many we've shared. We're both experienced with sexy negotiation, enthusiastic consent, sensual warm up. Let's skip right to the action then, shall we?

Imagine two eager, needy women in strappado. Are you picturing it? Both beautifully bound in rope. Chest harnesses, bound wrists raised high above their backs, bent at the waist, ankles cuffed to spreader bars, balancing in high heels and little else, if anything. Maybe just lovely

shibari rope. Gagged, blindfolded, moaning and mewling with need, dripping wet. Hungry. Ravenous for cock.

What if you had all agreed to have another Dom, a mutual friend, join in playing with these two amorous rope bunnies? What if you told the women they would not be getting cock in their pussy tonight? Would they try to beg and plead for it through the gags? Would you have mercy? Would your friend?

They've had no cock at all since this play session started, earlier this evening. You have given them small jewelled anal plugs, teased their beautiful rosebud puckers. You've fingered their soft, welcoming pussies and spanked their round ass cheeks until they glowed pink, then red. You've brought these women to the brink of orgasm again, and again, and again. But you haven't given them any cock. And you've not let them cum. They both love being bound and edged, as you know from your previous discussions. They have eagerly requested to play with you and your friend like this. For weeks.

Perhaps you might relent. You and your friend are both pleasure Doms, generous and kind givers. But you do enjoy control and power exchange, don't you? There is no conflict in these desires. You've shown me that many times through the stories you share with me.

Perhaps you might remove one woman's gag. Your friend would do the same for the other woman. Maybe you might tell her she

might

get cock, she

may

be allowed to cum, if she can show you how much she wants it. With her words. Make her beg while she looks into your eyes. Listen to her hungry pleading, hear the yearning in her voice.

Your friend and the other woman are similarly occupied...

Gently cup her chin in your hand. Bring her head up further. A bit further, almost but not quite to the point of discomfort. Don't let her look away from you. Caress her. Smile kindly. I know you have the warmest smile. Perhaps you might brush her lips with yours. Tell her she begs so beautifully. Tell her you might relent. A little. She may have cock. In her mouth. Wait for her to say "Thank you, Sir!".

She will. She needs you to grab her hair, to tease her with your tip. She needs to lick, to worship that beautiful cock with her mouth. To adore it, praise it, savor it. She wants to feel it sliding in... and out... gently. Slowly at first. She wants to seal her lips around it, to hear that pop of suction as you teasingly pull out. She wants to reach for it with her tongue, to stretch her neck, unable to reach because you hold her hair.

I know you are kind. I know you are a giver. I know you only ever ask that women take your cock as deeply as they are comfortable with, no more. You know she loves to take it deep. Does that please you? Tell her to beg you to use her mouth, to fuck her throat, to cum in her. To gag her with that cock, repeatedly, as tears stream down her face, as her mascara runs, as her lipstick smears. She's told you before she wants it, needs it. Make her tell you exactly how much. Then let her have what she longs for. Take your pleasure, knowing she wants you to have it, knowing she is proud of her skills, her endurance, her power to stoke burning desire in a man. In this man. In you.

Tell her to keep her eyes locked on your face. Maybe not on your eyes, just your face. Will you look into her eyes as she gazes adoringly at you? Will you bask in the desire that burns in those eyes? Those tears cannot quench her blazing fire. Or will you throw your head back, gasp with each thrust, tighten your grip on her hair, growl as you release hot cum into her throat?

Can you see it, in your mind's eye?

Our erotic play is not finished. The lights have not come up in our theater, not yet.

Remember her friend? Remember your friend? Or have you forgotten them, your rapt attention on your pleasure, on the warm, wet mouth wrapped around you, on the incredible sounds she's making? They're still there. He's almost finished, focused on his pleasure, deaf and blind to all else. She has entranced him with her sensuous mouth. You leave them to their play. Your rope bunny swallows, grinning as cum runs down her chin. Then she addresses you, with all due reverence but with clear desperation too.

"Please Sir, please. May I cum now, Sir? Please! If I've pleased you, Sir? PLEASE!"

Will you let her? Has she been a good girl? Will you reward her? You know what reward she craves. Needs. You know what pleases her best. Your cock in her pussy, pounding away like a pile driver, balls slapping audibly against her ass cheeks. Will you smile enigmatically, caress her cheek soothingly, make her wait? Savor her frustration and hunger? Will you?

Her friend is begging similarly. Will you look at the other Dom? Exchange knowing glances? Will you revel in the knowledge of what will happen next? In the surprise you have planned for these two women, so eager to please you, so hungry for you, so intoxicated by shared pleasure that comes of power exchange, bondage, and

not

knowing what happens next?

I know. It's my story after all. My dream, shared in this theater of the mind. Will I tell you?

Of course I will.

You and the other Dom are both experienced riggers. You have full body suspension rings, you have hoists. I know you have no shortage of beautiful shibari rope. Surely you have cables and clips strong enough to hold a grown ass woman in the air. You will not suspend a woman fully off the ground from a chest harness alone. You carefully place rope around your woman's left thigh, high up at the hip. You stroke her leg slowly, drawing out her anticipation. Then her right hip is similarly cradled in beautiful, strong and soft shibari rope. Held by rope at hips and chest, she can be suspended in strappado now. Legs still spread by bars, pussies dripping a woman's nectar on the floor, both rope bunnies rise into the air. Begging.

Will you gag them both again? That won't stop them. Their muffled cries and pleading eyes make their desires clear. But how can a man stuff pussy when he's spent from fucking throat? You're clever. You're capable. And giving. So very giving.

You and your friend bring the hoisted women close to each other but facing away, unable to see each other, only to hear. Able to touch. You bind each woman's ankle to the other one's, left to right, right to left. You tell them you will bind their thighs too. But not yet, you won't tie their thighs together yet. You finally tell them what the next act of this play session is. Maybe not with words. Maybe you just smile as you bring out an enormous, thick, double headed dildo. Made for two women to enjoy, at the same time. Will your friend help you place it, each holding one end, each sliding it, slowly, teasingly into his play partner's pussy? You need no lube for this. Both women's pussies are juicy, creamy, slick with need.

Now you can bind their thighs together. How will they react to the feel of another woman's soft curves pressing against her ass, hard? Will they wildly buck their hips? Will they drive that large, thick toy into each other? Will you hold their legs to give them something to push against? Will you let them rest their feet on the ground for leverage? Or will you let them dangle in the air, desperate for purchase, desperate to push, because they need to feel

thrust

? Will you delight in their cries of frustration and ecstacy? Will they synchronize their movements, helping each other, thrusting deep?

Will you play with their breasts as they hang before you, so easy to reach, to cup, to fondle, to squeeze, to pinch, to slap? Will you take their nipples in your mouth? And pull. Hard, harder. You know they love intense sensation. You know high arousal makes them crave it. Will you overwhelm them with pleasure, with delightful pain, until their cries last so long, one after the other, that they seem continuous?

Will you finally tell the woman whose body you play like an instrument "Come for me. Now". Will you watch, entranced, as the women come, shuddering, quivering, each pulse moving that dildo?

What will you do when the women finally hang their heads, panting around their gags, utterly spent from exertion but flying high on euphoria? Is that when you bring out the Hitachi magic wands and more rope? Is that when you tell them that was only the first of many waves of orgasms? Do you want to see how many they can endure before they signal?

Or will you let the women down at last? Carefully and tenderly release the ropes that bind them, that embrace them? Will you remove her gag and blindfold, cradle her in your strong arms as she gradually returns to reality? Or will she ask to leave the blindfold in place, that she may more intensely feel your comforting touch? Will you kiss each other slowly? Will you feel her warm breath on your chest, coming slower and slower, ever calmer, as she returns to earth?

I know you will thank her, tell her you are honored by her gift of submission. Tell you what an amazing time you had playing together, all four of you. You are always so considerate and most grateful. I am very glad to have share this story with you. It has been my tremendous pleasure. I hope the feeling's mutual. Until next time.