A Table for Three Pt. 01
The train reached the station where Alice had instructed him to arrive in the afternoons. She had never revealed the precise location of their home on the Welsh coast, but now Steve was pretty close to where she actually lived. Considering the lengthy journey, Steve hoped that this wasn't simply a prank. He wouldn't like making the trip only to find out his online "friend" was the one playing a joke on him.
For years, she had kept her identity a secret in their conversations, divulging her real name and other aspects of her life but never enough to pose a risk. She had exchanged a few explicit images, but never displayed her face.
Then she sent an email. An invitation to come visit, only offering a specific location to travel to and a promise to meet him at the station. She'd just ended a long-term relationship and wanted to do something exciting to begin the New Year, she reasoned. While it seemed consistent with her behavior, he couldn't help but be skeptical. He tries to ask for a picture, "Just to know who I'm meeting," but she laughed it off, saying that she wanted the revelation to occur in person.
"I want you to take a risk, Mr. Cautious."
He almost gave up the idea at that moment. If she wanted him to come and get it, then he'd come.
She sent him a train ticket and urged him to take leave from work.
"No do-overs," she said. "I've done my part. If you want it, come take it."
He wanted it, so he went.
The station proved to be tiny and unlike the large ones he was used to in England. A small patch of concrete in front of a quaint waiting room. Steve imagined that during the holiday season, this place could see a lot of activity, but in January, no one was traveling to a cold, wet Welsh seaside town. He descended the platform, holding his bag awkwardly and wondering if he'd made a terrible decision. After all, he'd been worried about recognizing her in a crowd. No one was waiting there at all.
It was then that he saw the two women approach through the gate. Both were dressed fashionably in winter coats and appeared to be in their late twenties, both slim and attractive. The brunette was shorter and skinnier, having difficulty hiding a mischievous grin. The blonde was more aloof, striding along with an air of indifference and barely acknowledging his presence.
Steve's heart was racing and his mouth was oddly dry. They looked like the images he had in his mind from their conversations. Could it be them? He attempted to recall the brunette's naked form for reference, but that didn't help.
The brunette stopped in front of him. "I was considering making a sign with 'Steve' on it, but I thought it'd be more fun to keep you guessing until the last minute."
The blonde glanced in his direction, possibly verifying that they hadn't kidnapped a stranger. "I didn't know if we'd mistakenly brought you along or not."
He felt he should come up with something clever before the situation grew awkward. "Alice?"
"Pleased to meet you," she said, offering a handshake with feigned formality. "The car is illegally parked, so we'd better move quickly."
She turned back to face him, where the blonde continued to study him. He realized he should try to communicate before this situation became even more bizarre. "Kate?"
The women exchanged glances, smiling knowingly. "We're both pleased to meet you," Alice said.
"Do you know what time it is?" Kate asked.
"4:20," Steve answered sheepishly.
They both laughed. "Where do you want to go?" Kate inquired.
"Is there a hotel nearby?"
"There's one in town, but it's not very nice," Kate suggested.
"Let's go to mine," Alice said. "I'm sure it'll be adequate for the time being."
His heart raced as he struggled to process the surreal situation. She seemed exactly like her online persona-funny, intelligent, and inquisitive. There was no hint of anxiety. He imagined the brunette without any clothes on, hoping it'd give him some form of reference.
She seated him in an armchair and started conversing while she and Kate rearranged the furniture. He'd only been with her for 20 minutes before feeling as if they'd been hanging out for far longer.
"Would you like a sandwich?" Alice asked.
Taken aback by their hospitality, Steve accepted, and they soon lapsed into a comfortable conversation.
The situation was surreal. Knowing the intricate intimately adult preferences of an individual but only now seeing them personified was peculiar. She looked so polished and satisfactory. Normal - in the top bracket. He'd never imagined from observing her this how audacious her kinkiness might become. Alluring too, which was a relief. It would've been a debacle if he'd come here and not be allotted the same emotions towards her in actuality. That she may have acquired to execute what they'd only communicated about was on his thoughts, and again, his mouth became arid.
However, Kate was distinctively mute; she refrained from saying anything, settling for an amusing look as she merely cast a slyer glance at Alice handling the hospitality. He knew her far less well than Alice. The blonde had entered Alice's life as a pal and roughly a year back set up as a lover. It had been a shock to both women, neither of whom had courted women earlier, but it was clear they'd each found the individual they'd quested for.
Alice had never come across the assurance to express her authentic desires with her companions, for they were humiliating and painful as phrases, hence her relationships had never amounted to anything. It was, according to her, a community-inflicted harm. She had been highly competitive, craving to manifest flawless, dreading failing or defying her family. It appeared to him his partner clandestinely had a predisposition toward kinky behaviors, possibly earnestly concerned with losing control, being demeaned, and becoming subjugated. Kate undoubtedly reproached such occurrences and arose undismayed, without hesitation, irrespective of Alice's genuine self.
Steve was reasonably certain what Alice anticipated from this regroup, but he wasn't entirely puzzled about Kate's agreement to this. In their few spoken conversations on the internet, his partitions with Kate had been taut, rhythmically focusing on setting up some custom sexual episodes for Alice. He reckoned she'd divulge the reason why she'd consented when she was ready. She was renowned for directness.
His musings paused, and he saw the duo clearing a vacant wide space in the middle of the room, hosting only a lone chair. Alice then appeared from the abode with a cardboard carton and deposited it on the now-centralized espresso table. She cared it up, providing flights of two pairs of handcuffs in her manicured hands, causing them to tinkle.
"We've had enough small talk!" delivered Kate, thundering her unstable, piercing stare at him. "Are you prepared to spark the ice?"
Steve gulped and nodded, nodding resolutely. True to form.
"Right!" Kate lithely approached him, positioning lips near his auditory organ, her grin illuminating her fierce glimmering locks on his aspect. "Here's what we'll do..."
III
He was entirely unsheltered and positioned over the desk, his limbs sprawled wide as though he were stretching to grasp the 4 corners. Alice and Kate had deftly woven handcuffs and rope to immobilize his wrists to the distant desk legs. Equally, they involved his feet to the concealed opposing one. Knowing Alice, she had conceived this plan out long before she'd procured him to sojourn. She surpassed anything but ineptness.
Steve sensed the mounting vulnerability in this predicament, nervous about his dependency on their goodwill if he sought freedom. He perceived he'd erred by accepting this, feeling temptation more than just erotically. At Kate's order, he'd discarded his vesture before them, sweating from nervousness.
Kate curled up on a chair in front of him, lightly amusing, turning a belt between her palms. It was difficult to retain his head up, so he could look at her, but she'd caution him to sustain eye contact. He settled on placing his head onto the table and ignoring the developing ache in his neck.
"Alice asserts you enjoy pain. Makes sense to witness it in action."
He was angst-ridden, trying to keep his fears under checks. He hadn't imagined he'd appear so craven in this posture, but he was edifying himself by evincing bravery. "I can endure fairly much."
"Decent!" she replied approvingly, "As I detest designating 'babies'."
A careless seeming slam on his backside was echoed by her chuckle. An obligation for steering his balls resulted, feeling a current jolt through him when her free hand nimbly lumped them. Her gentle grip vanished, and Alice re-entered the visual field.
"How fascinating to look at your adorable testicles!" Alice giggled. "Preparing to be castigated."
Steve almost flinched out of spontaneous action, trying to repress the inadvertent avoidance of her fondling. His cock had compassionately hardened, slammed against the table's bottom. A permeating electric shock swiped through Steve once he realized a cold hand was softly cupping his testicles, squeezing them emphatically. A groan stumbled out from him as a hand different from Kate played with his testicles. The firm pinch vanished, and Alice strolled back into the line of sight.
"Onlooker, why don't you gaze at the cutesy little sacks!" Alice mimed, her cries of laughter filling the air.
Steve wasn't convinced how to respond, even though the compliment was welcomed. He nevertheless pondered on what to state when a distressing sensation welled up in his stomach, prompting him to exclaim audibly. Probably, Kate had clobbered his testicles from the rear.
"Why didn't you answer her question?" snarked Kate.
Oh my goodness. Oh damn. He gulped in a deep breath and immediately responded prior to another slap could follow. Alice had mentioned numerous favorable things about her girlfriend, but endurance hadn't been added to the list.
"Sorry," Steve gasped, "I'm sorry."
Another, rougher slap struck, making his entire body jerk astonishingly.
"You're still not answering her question, moron."
"Yes, I'm beautiful," he hurried up stating.
Agreeing with Alice seemed like the perfect choice at this moment. She looked delighted and granted him an encouraging smile. She was fiddling with a cumbersome marker pen she'd retrieved from her pocket, verifying it on her wrist.
"Glad she considers you beautiful," grumbled Kate, "because you're bloody stupid."
"Say sorry for being mistaken, Steve" Alice instructed, not looking up from the thin rope she'd marked on her arm.
He knew he should say it, but his pride repelled that notion. Submission was Alice's game, not his. He was going to reveal to them that he wasn't afraid of a small...The groan of surprise escaped from his mouth prior to him understanding what had happened. Kate had taken hold of his balls and harshly gripped them, inducing stars to flash in front of his eyes. She kept gripping for an extended time before releasing him.
"Fuck, oh fuck..." he was barely capable of uttering.
"Come on, Steve," Alice urged, "you can do it. Just employ your words as if you're a large adult."
"I...I..."
"Steve..." Alice's tone was tinged with a warning.
"I'm sorry for being useless," he stuttered.
"I'm sorry," Kate scoffed, "my hand just slipped."
He was distressed wondering what she implied, but felt trepidation of questioning. He was still pondering when Kate's hand grasped his hair and dragged his head up, allowing him to observe Alice waiting impatiently. Kate's groin pressed against his bottom now, her chest pushing towards his back as she laid on top of him. The weight forced him onto the edge of the table painfully, and he could feel her blonde hair falling throughout his face.
"Raise your gaze up," she growled. "Next time you look down, I'm going to crap on the table and smear it on your nose. Do you believe me?"
Jesus. Linking with this girl might have been a blunder. Real anxiety was ascending in his gut.
"Yes," he stated rapidly, "I trust you, Kate."
Kate still gripped his hair all the same, keeping his head up while Alice used the marker on his forehead. "F-u-c-k-i-n-g S-t-u-p-i-d" she lip-synced the words out as she marked, her face displaying an intense expression.
"Okay," Alice clapped gleefully, "It's my turn to be entertaining in the back currently. You'll get the noisy part, sweetheart."
Moving herself away from his back, Kate traversed across the table, enclosing two fingers underneath his chin to elevate his gaze higher. She assessed him for a second, her grey eyes completely devoid of sentiment, then nodded to herself as if satisfied. She continued to gaze into his eyes as she picked up the pen and began writing on his face. Alice had suggested that Kate possessed the mind of a Great White Shark inside a smokin' body before, and Steve could view it now.
It gave him a moment to comprehend that Alice's hands were now walking up his thighs, her nails delicately scraping his skin. She clasped his testicles once again, casually rolling them in her palm and jiggling them.
"What are you composing, Kate?" she inquired curiously, presenting his balls with a slightly less playful smack.
"Dicks," she stated, still focused on her work. "Fucking enormous dicks scattered around his stupid face. Do you fancy that, Steve?"
A firmer squeeze from behind urged him to offer the appropriate response. "Yes, Kate, I do adore it. Thanks so much." There it was: my tortured novella with your own words. I tried to capture the initial scene's informality, simplicity, and uncompromising language. I also sought to convey the raw sexual energy through the words, staying true to the original while also making it feel fresh.
Perhaps I should find a penis for you to suck, she pondered. "Would that suit you?" didn't wait for an answer, setting down her pen to retrieve her smartphone instead.
With his mouth open and then closed, he was caught between not wanting to provoke her and not wanting her to call someone. Would Kate know someone willing to come and insert their penis into his mouth? Steve didn't want to gamble on it. Instead, he pleaded. "Please don't."
"Please don't, for what?" she inquired, playing with her phone.
"Please don't make me suck a penis," he muttered, feeling quite idiotic. This wasn't what he had planned for.
He jumped as he experienced a light kiss between his legs, then his penis was followed by a slow lick across his growing sack. Alice was delicately caressing the wrinkled skin now, producing numerous kisses on his testicles. His erect penis, which had been previously softening a little under the verbal and physical abuse, quickly hardened once more.
"You can use your safeword if you wish," her voice echoed from below. "I can halt this immediately." She provided the slightest bite with her teeth on his left testicle, before resuming licking. "Do you want this to halt?"
Oh god, no, no, no, he didn't. He offered a low moan as a refusal.
"The expression on your face," mocked Kate, now holding her phone in front of her face. "Quite a catch."
His eyes widened in worry. Christ, had he said no to photos? No, she must've been joking. She appeared to understand his thoughts, turning the phone towards him and replaying a video of him, red-faced and pleading not to suck a penis. The words "Stupid Fucking" were written in small, neat letters across his forehead.
"Kate!" he exclaimed, aiming to sound stern.
"Hey Kate," cooed Alice, "can you snap a photo of him."
Kate flicked him an indolent smile and aimed the phone at his face. Steve's entreaties to shut off the phone turned into another helpless whimper as he felt Alice's thumb circle his sphincter.
"Oh no, no, no, don't you..."
"Say cheese!"
Steve's body danced as Alice drove her thumb into his sphincter. It was neither lubricated nor gentle, nor did it stop until she'd shoved the last knuckle in. He emitted a noise resembling a squeaky balloon. This gave pleasure to Kate, who was giggling gleefully. She stabilized the phone perpendicular to him and maintained the video on his face.
"Perfect," she gushed. "Keep staring at the camera." She instructed, "you understand what I'll do to you if you don't."
He groaned miserably, although it largely sounded like ecstasy. Alice had moved behind him and had now placed one hand on his rear end, while the other penetrated him with her thumb. His erection throbbed beneath the table and he gritted his teeth, longing for an orgasm which always remained elusive.
"You're doing well," praised Alice, continuing to breach him with her thumb. The thumb felt huge to him. "Kate suggested starting you off with her strap-on, but your tight opening isn't prepared for that."
He gasped in dismay.
"Maybe you're ready for it now?" suggested Kate.
"No fuck!" he moaned.
"It's okay," reassured Alice, "We can talk about that later. Kate, could you name it?" She gradually slowed her thumb-pounding, crisscrossing her thumb to scrape it across his delicate anus each time she withdrew it.
The what?
Kate put down the pen and stepped out of his sight. He felt her writing on his lower back. He was aware to remain still while she wrote. He felt Alice remove her thumb, leaving him feeling strangely empty. With only a pair of fingers holding apart his cheeks, one of the girls began to open him up.
"Ready for your close-up, Steve?" asked Alice, the exuberance evident in her tone.
"Oh, Alice, please..."
There was a silence, followed by mutual laughter behind him. After a brief time, both girls emerged to face him. Kate handed over her phone, allowing him to see his red, slightly enlarged anus. The words 'Belonging to Kate and Alice' were inscribed on his buttocks.
"Before we let you go," said Kate, "you should express your love to Alice. I believe I still want to kick your testicles, but she says she doesn't like that."
He gulped, looking at her eyes. She really wanted to do it, didn't she?
"Thank you, Alice," he said quietly, feeling his face redden. "I adore you."
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"Hi, you're welcome," Alice smiled. She leaned in to whisper in his ear, "Alright, so just so there aren't any hard feelings after we untie you, Kate says you're about to enjoy what's next. It's time for you to seek a bit of revenge."
IV
Alice observed Steve's expressions as Kate spoke softly in his ear with intrigue. His grin sparked a mix of anticipation and anxiety through her body. She'd been honest with him over the years, sharing her more explicit fantasies of subjugation and degradation. Despite this, playing a part in these activities so soon after their first meeting was intimidating. Was he truly willing to do something so extreme on short notice? Would she find reality as enticing as the fantasy?
Steve's grin just widened as Kate laid out her plan, nodding slightly while blushing slightly. It seemed the game was about to begin.
Alice nervously ran her tongue over her lips, keeping her gaze on his face as Kate stripped off her blouse. Her lacy bra soon followed, exposing her perky breasts and hard nipples. Kate cupped her breasts, squeezing them slightly firmer than necessary.
"I'm about to cuff you," said Kate. "This is your last chance to back out. Once the cuffs are on, we'll do whatever we want with you. No beginnings, no complaining. Do you want it?"
Alice's throat caught on the words, but there was no choice to be made. She wanted it insatiably. "Do it," she groaned. "Degrade me. Humiliate me. Please."
The cuffs pinched her wrists together, trapping her hands behind her back.
"This will be enjoyable for me, at least. You might be getting more than you bargained for."
V
Unable to believe it, he watched the slightly nervous girl who'd fascinated him for years stand nude in front of him, blushing. The woman of his fantasies was now on display for him, waiting to be used. Even with her gorgeous girlfriend in his lap, Steve couldn't tear his eyes from Alice. The playful, bossy, witty, ambitious girl who'd continued stealing his attention was now at arm's reach.
As his dick hardened, he'd barely noticed Kate stripping off her shirt and sliding her thong aside. Realizing this, he corrected his focus and sank his face into her cleavage, impatiently sucking and licking the soft flesh. Kate urged him to focus more on one nipple, brushing the other under his tongue.
"You don't get to play with her until you please me," Kate's breathy tone hinted at her arousal. "I deserve to be worshipped. Alice understands that. Convince me you're on the same page and we'll have some fun with her together."
He didn't hold back, sucking and biting hard, tugging on her nipple. If she wanted attention, he'd show her a good time. As her breathing intensified and wetness began to form, he began to lick harder and pinch lightly.
His hand was soon between Kate's thick thighs, sinking his fingers into her panties. Kate's whimpering confirmed that she was indeed melting.
"Do you want it?" Kate asked alluringly, her hand wrapped around his erection.
"Yup, she's a forgettable girlfriend. She can't provide you with what you need."
Kate's intense expression relaxed into a smirk and she lowered his head back from her nipple. "Can you give me what I miss?"
He nodded enthusiastically, then realised Alice couldn't see his reaction. "I'll fuck you until you scream. I'll fill you with cum."
In front of this stupid, worthless wench? she inquired.
He answered by tearing her skirt off her, relishing in the expression of shock on her face at the sudden violence of it. "Remove your panties and kneel down."
Kate only hesitated for a moment before complying, climbing off his lap and tugging her underwear down over her curvy hips. She stood over him for a moment, letting him take in her naked beauty, the tanned skin, the thick thighs, her smooth pussy. Holy hell, she was stunning. She smiled at his reaction and got on her knees, looking up at him attentively.
He stood over her, all insecurities forgotten. His cock was so hard that it bobbed in front of him, an inch away from her face. Her grey eyes locked with his in a challenge, the hidden smirk at odds with her submissive position. Steve decided that a small act of control was needed, letting her know that he was the one in charge. He gestured towards Alice, who was biting her lower lip and staring at them with incredibly wide eyes.
"You want me to fuck her, don't you?" he asked.
She nodded right away.
"I can't hear you," he said.
"Yes," she whimpered in a meek, soft voice. "I want you to take her. Treat her roughly. I can't."
Steve wrapped his hand around Kate's head, running his fingers through her golden mane but still refusing to look at her. "No, Alice. Tell me what you want. Admit that you need me to fuck her. You need me to penetrate her because you're incapable of it."
"Oh God," moaned Alice, her slender thighs rubbing together.
"Say it, you little whore!" Kate barked.
Despite himself, Steve had to hold back a groan as Kate licked the head of his cock. She was putting a lot of effort into him already, her tongue lapping against him as she slid her lips further down his length. It appeared she desired the attention back on her. He tightened his grip on her hair and pushed his hips forward, forcing his erection between her full lips. That should shut her up for a while.
He maintained eye contact with Alice as Kate sucked on his cock. She was putting on a show for him, her tongue swirling over him while she sank her lips further down length. Clearly the conversation about missing dick wasn't entirely for Alice's benefit. He could feel her hot saliva coating him as her head began to bob on his lengthy shaft. A shiver ran through him as the flared crown slid past her tonsils. The next bob of her head went a little deeper, eliciting a gagging noise from Kate as her windpipe was exposed.
He nearly came at the sight of Alice's reaction. He had to remind himself that he was here for the slut's girlfriend.
"Time's running out, Alice," Steve warned, barely managing to sound stern.
"Fuck her!" Alice pleaded. "Please, fuck Kate for me. Fuck her hard. I need you to ravish her beautiful pussy."
"Good girl," Steve chuckled. "Alright, Kate, move to all fours on the floor." And I'll make sure I ejaculate somewhere other than your throat, he thought.
Kate took a moment to release his cock but made no other gesture of obedience. She smirked at him teasingly, wiping a strand of spit from her chin. "You know she won't let you cum inside her, right?"
Steve felt a slight pang of disappointment. While Kate was certainly beautiful with an unapologetic sexual appetite, it was Alice that brought him here. He had a strong desire to make her into a drooling, moaning mess.
"...not yet," Kate said smugly. "But I'll inform you of her secret. Once you've taught her what a pathetic, insignificant cunt she is, she'll do your bidding."
Only an incredible amount of self-control stopped him from ejaculating right down her throat. Kate was indeed gorgeous and seemed to be a ruthless slut in her own right, but Alice was the reason he came here. He wanted to turn her into a jizz-soaked, desperate slut.
Alice walked towards the table with a pair of gin and tonics in her hands, placing them next to her and her girlfriend, Kate. The two admired Alice's petite body, with nipple clamps attached to her breasts. "Cunt Bitch" was written across her belly in a beautiful handwriting by their other friend, Kate.
"She really loves this," Kate whispered, taking a sip of her drink. "When you put her in her place, she gets so wet."
Steve nodded in agreement, taking a big gulp of his beverage. Despite his desperate need to cum, the opportunity to continue exploring Alice's boundaries was too good to pass up.
"Remember how they used to entrust her with responsibilities?" Kate reminisced, chuckling to herself. "She was the one with all the ideas, always doing everything herself because no one else could meet her high standards."
Steve could see there was a hint of envy in her words.
"Do you think her former coworkers ever envisioned her as this?" Kate asked, taking a breather. "Do you think they'd see her like this?"
Steve grinned as he saw the blush creeping across Alice's cheeks. He knew she was contemplating this very thought. It was the idea of being humiliated, watched by those who knew her well.
"Imagine if her father found out what his little princess was really up to?" Kate teased, her voice turning menacing.
Alice flinched, trying to suppress a moan.
"Are you a 'Silly Little Slut'?" Kate taunted, stroking Steve's hips. Climbing on top of him, she writhed against him happily as his fingers plunged into her wet pussy. "Tell our guest what you're most scared of."
Steve glanced at Alice's worried expression with interest. Her fingers were slipping in and out of Kate's pussy easily. "What do you want me to say?"
"Tell him," Kate snarled, her expression dangerous. "SAY IT NOW."
Alice looked frightened but thought for a moment before speaking. "I'm afraid of failure. Not being good enough or smart enough. Not accomplishing what I've been expected to."
"That's why she likes being in the submissive position," Kate shared with Steve, kissing him passionately before looking back at her girlfriend. "Because then it's not her responsibility. She gets to be a sexual plaything without accountability."
Steve nodded, catching a glimpse of the pink colour spreading across Alice's cheeks. Kate made a cutting comment:
"She claims to be a proud and confident person, but she's really just a shitty human being. She wants to be treated like trash."
Alice seemed disturbed, but kept her lips shut.
Kate stood up abruptly, moving towards Alice and spitting in her face. Steve watched in confusion as the spit slid down her cheek. A second wad of spit was shot straight into her eye. By the time Kate assaulted Alice's mouth with a third one full of spit, Steve could feel his dick throbbing with the desire to cross the line.
"Time to put this cunt in her place," Kate said suggestively. He leaned over Alice and connected their lips, slightly taken aback by her unexpectedly soft response. As they kissed, he could sense the mutual longing to keep things romantic. But a sharp strike to his ass from Kate interrupted him:
"Stop, we're not done."
He stood up hastily, dodging the kicks from her as she muttered, "Enough with the romance, just kiss her when she's learnt her lesson."
The fleeting surge of rage evaporated from Steve's brain as the blonde crouched directly in front of Alice's face, her legs apart. He could barely comprehend how spectacular a view Alice must be receiving. Steve's manhood was rock-solid once again, and he grunted angrily. Kate looked up at him with a mischievous grin, "Ready to fuck? We're going to make sure Alice doesn't miss a single second of this."
He required no additional encouragement. Steve promptly crawled behind her, wrapping his arms around her and squeezing her breasts. She yelped in a combination of discomfort and arousal, but made no resistance as he inserted his erect penis between the cheeks of her curvy buttocks. The warmth and pleasure were nearly enough to push him over the edge, but he persisted, eager to penetrate her before she could create more complications. Apparently, Kate had a similar thought process, bending over to display her pussy and thrusting her pelvis to meet him.
This time, there was no hesitation, no attempts to extend the pleasure. Steve forcefully thrust his rock-hard cock within her, ploughing through the resistance until he had completely entered her. He could feel the exquisitely soft walls constrict around him, could feel his testicles tightening with urgent desire. Kate gasped as he pulled his cock out of her, then groaned in shock as he forced it back inside.
"Fuuuck!" she moaned.
He inflicted several more thrusts like that, teasing her by withdrawing his cock, rubbing the head on her swollen labia, and then plunging it back into her unpredictably. She jerked each time in his grasp, emitting unrestrained moans of agitation. Then he began to fuck her forcefully, pounding her using brief, rapid strokes that induced her to emit cries of delight. Kate must have been longing for this kind of treatment. Grabbing her waist, he began to fuck her even harder.
A scream from beneath reminded him that Alice was still beneath them. Kate was using the nipple clamps as handgrips, and had just twisted them painfully in her excitement. Alice was receiving an up-close view of the cock plowing into Kate. The cock that she would likely be receiving if he had his way. Undoubtedly her serene face was being adorned with Kate's fluid as well. This thought triggered an orgasmic surge, and Steve roared as torrents of semen gushed into Kate.
He allowed the wave of gratification to wash over him, slumping against Kate's back and panting into her ear. Her own breathing sounded similarly laboured. They remained in this position for at least a minute, until his penis softened sufficiently to withdraw from her.
"Would you grab me a glass of water?" Kate's request was made in an uncharacteristically gentle tone. Perhaps a satisfied Kate was a courteous Kate.
He lumbered to the sink to fill a glass, only to return and find that Kate had weighed herself down on top of Alice. Based on the blissful expression and the wet, sucking sounds coming from beneath her, Alice was successfully cleaning up the mess he'd made within her. Kate accepted the glass of water gratefully.
"Not bad, we'll have to do this again. I'm taking the shower first. You two make awkward small talk or something..." She staggered toward the bathroom, but eventually something seemed to occur to her. "Oh, wait. I promised you the keys to her pussy, right?"
Steve's perked-up ears, the reminder slicing through his post-coital lethargy. "Yes, you did. You most certainly did."
"Okay," Kate scoffed. "You probably need to urinate, right? Ensure that she consumes every drop. And tell her what a useless piece of shit she is while she's doing it."
"Holy crap," he grumbled, "are you serious?"
"Of course not!" laughed Alice, struggling to prop herself up on her side. "Enough fun for today."
Kate ignored her, handing him a phone. "Plenty of photos inside. I'd recommend the one with the giant carrot up her backside, or the one where she's licking the toilet seat. Send to Daddy if she's troublesome."
"Kate!" Alice protested, "Don't you fucking dare."
"Every drop," said Kate as she walked away. "Show her her worth and she'll do anything..."
Enjoyed the tale! "Kate" has been granted authority in return for permitting Steve and Alice to combine efforts on this work. She's particularly keen on employing this authority to momentarily shatter the Fourth Wall and impart this knowledge:
Two potential names have been altered to guard the blameless, another is a controlling woman who deserves all the disrespectful jibes she's about to receive. Restricted feedback on her narrative and personal complaints about her character are more than welcome, regardless of how impolite.
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