Chapter 4 of The Fantasy List
Greetings everyone! A quick summary: The wife of a cuckold ordered him to write down his fantasies, which she then shared with her lover. He and his lover now invite a previous work crush of the cuckold's to join in. To fully understand the plot, check out "The Fantasy List" chapters 1-3. For those who are just excited about the sex, you'll find plenty of that too. Everyone is over 18. These are just fantasies, after all. But, let's hope these fantasies are undeniably hot!
Clyde had the clean sheets prepared in a few minutes. He took a seat in the elegant chair near the bed, facing the bathroom door. The fan from the shower was still on in the bathroom, adding to the illusion that his conversation with Selena was private. Although filled with pending emotions - excitement, desire, fear, and cuckold angst - he was glad for the quiet time to ponder.
Abria hadn't broken any established rules. They had an understanding that she was allowed to choose whichever lovers she wanted, although she usually informed him. Their private talks with Selena were unusual; yet, considering the subsequent turn of events, he comprehended why Abria didn't mention them. Clyde's range of emotions were varied, yet he didn't feel betrayed. For many years, he and Abria had fashioned a thriving power exchange relationship. It worked well due to its combination of Clyde's masochistic tendencies and Abria's sadistic desires, making it never dull.
What caught him off guard was the resulting sensation stirred by talking to Selena. Since leaving his previous job, he hadn't contemplated much about her. Further, she was involved with someone else. As Abria and Marcus left the bathroom, she pulled Selena along by the hand. Selena brought a cup of ice cubes which she set down near the end table by the door.
"Exactly as instructed," Abria said, eyeing the bed. "You're really a good boy, Clyde. I'm just too mean sometimes."
She detached herself from Selena, proceeded towards him, and captured his lips in a kiss. The mere thought sent a wave of overwhelming emotions roaring through his gut.
Abria moved away from him, stroked her hips. She'd slipped on a matching pair of tight pink running shorts and an oversized t-shirt.
"This is the course of action for the day, slave," his wife declared. "Your vagina is going to fulfill one more fantasy from your list. But, since Selena has agreed to give you pain and degradation, you can watch, however, you'll be unable to participate."
She kissed him again, this time pressing him back into the chair. Clyde couldn't help but acknowledge the growing erection in his cage.
"Nice reaction," Abria said, teasing. "If not any other way, you're a pain slut, right?"
He managed a glance away. She tugged his chin upward and lowed her mouth on his earlobe.
"Don't answer that question," she whispered. "I'll return shortly."
Disengaging from him, she steered Selena to stand by his side. Selena lifted her gazing eyes to meet Abria's; she kept her eyes down, her mouth slightly parted, hands clutched anxiously at her back.
Abria returned her lips to Selena's. She stoor interacting with Clyde, kissing her with a greater gentleness.
"Did you genuinely desire to fulfill this for me?" Abria asked.
"Yes, Mistress."
"Are you eager to be an obedient girl?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"Do you wish to adhere to my orders, even if they invite pain and shame?"
Selena gulped. "Yes, Mistress."
"Do you remember your safeword?"
"Yes, Mistress."
Clyde's wife Abria nodded, "Alright. This won't be too difficult. Please strip my husband for me."
Selena looked at Abria then at Clyde for a moment before they both averted their gaze.
"Strip him?" Selena inquired.
"Yes, honey. I want to demonstrate the benefits of having sex with someone other than your husband. I want to teach you what pleasurable sex feels like now that you're free from those mundane, unfulfilling five years. I also want to show you the purpose of the ice bucket you brought up. Remove his clothes, please."
Selena nodded and walked towards Clyde, her gaze still fixated on the floor. They made eye contact, and Clyde could feel his inner self crumble.
She's going to see the chastity device. She's going to see his shrunken penis. She's going to witness him naked. The thought alone made his legs turn to jelly.
Abria stood behind Selena and smacked her bottom playfully. Then, she hopped onto the bed with Marcus.
Selena yelped, confused by the sudden spank, and it seemed to break her focus.
"Stand...stand up," she requested of Clyde.
Clyde obliged, his mouth dry and his mind filled with memories of working together, seeing each other as friends, and now this?
Selena reached up for the hem of Clyde's shirt and pulled it over his head and arms. She dropped it on the ground.
She stared at his bare chest for a moment, her eyes staying focused on his belt buckle.
The chastity device. She was going to see it. His legs went weak with a combination of mortification and fear.
"Abria -" Clyde began as Selena attempted to undo his belt.
"Quiet, cuckold," Abria demanded, and both Marcus and Abria giggled.
Selena untied his belt. Her small fingers brushed against the device when she did.
His trousers soon fell to his ankles.
"Step out of them," Selena requested softly.
Clyde hesitated, his eyes on Abria and Marcus, then stepped out of his pants, kicking them towards a distant corner.
"Abria please -" Clyde attempted again as Selena pulled down his underwear.
"I can kick you out, you know that, right?" Abria said to Clyde as she and Marcus laughed. "Be quiet."
Selena grasped Clyde's underwear and slid it down to his feet, her confidence visibly increasing.
Clyde closed his eyes, feeling the heat in his cheeks.
Selena had her eyes on Clyde's chastity device, her head tilted, one eyebrow raised, a faint smile adorning her lips.
"Well?" Abria asked from behind Selena. "What do you think, Selena?"
"I've seen pictures of chastity devices before," Selena murmured, her voice soft. "I just..."
She glanced at Clyde, her expression showing sympathy now.
"Does it hurt?" Selena asked.
Clyde blinked. "Well...it only hurts when I try to become erect."
Selena said nothing, her gaze locked on the device. Her eyes widened slightly.
"You feel some kind of discomfort?" Selena asked.
"I mean...there is a constant discomfort," Clyde said.
Selena looked at Clyde, her eyes filled with concern.
"I'm sorry Clyde," she said with a small, slightly nervous smile. "I don't want to add to your discomfort. I -"
"Selena, you're making it worse for him," Abria said, standing up abruptly. "This is my favorite part."
Selena didn't appear to be unhappy, but her smile slowly vanished.
Abria retrieved the anklet from her ankle, and Clyde recognized the key to his device on it.
"Selena," Abria said, picking up the key between her fingers. "Go to the top drawer of the vanity and get the gag and the cuffs. Bring them both to me."
Selena blinked and looked leveled her gaze at the floor. "I will."
Abria swatted her backside lightly. Selena let out another cute yelp. "You will...do what, girl?"
"Go ahead, Clyde," Selena instructed.
"I will, Mistress," he obeyed.
"This is what you asked for, isn't it?" Abria teased, turning to face Clyde. "Now, sit down in that chair. And get rid of those underwear near your legs. You're going to be in the nude for this."
"Yes, Abria," Clyde obeyed.
Abria smirked to herself as she inserted the key into the lock of Clyde's chastity device.
"You think you can call me something else than Mistress?" Abria asked, snickering.
"I...whatever you want," he replied. "Mistress."
"Good girl," she acknowledged, turning the key in the lock.
Marcus was the next to undress, moving towards the chair.
An unsettling sensation landed in Clyde's stomach, a mixture of extreme anxiety - the kind he'd always experienced when anyone else might see his penis - and overpowering arousal.
Abria had always been strict with his chastity. His unlocking had never happened as frequently as daily or even weekly. Little had Clyde expected his chastity today.
However, Abria seemed to have an ulterior motive for unlocking him. This was not going to be about his satisfaction, but rather, about Abria's desires.
She removed the chastity device from Clyde's penis. He couldn't help gasping with relief at the feeling.
Abria chuckled between his legs, touched the insides of his thighs. "Feels great, baby?" She inquired.
It did. In fact, it felt indescribable. He closed his eyes and absorbed the sensations - Abria's hands on his thighs, the touch of her head against his knee, the rustling of her red hair against his skin - before he reopened them.
Selena knelt above him, holding a pair of handcuffs in one hand and the dildo gag in the other.
Clyde groaned. The dildo gag was his least favorite toy. It pointed inwards, which meant Clyde would have a penis in the back of his throat for however long Abria desired. She didn't use it often, knowing his dislike.
"Those the tools you were searching for, Mistress?" Selena inquired.
"Exactly, girl," Abria confirmed, sitting back on her knees, her hands still on Clyde's knees. "See how much he enjoys them? I want you to tie him up, then gag him."
Selena glanced back and forth between them before nodding. "Okay, Mistress, sure. I'll do it."
She stepped behind the chair and positioned Clyde's arms in the cuffs.
"Does that hurt you?" She whispered in Clyde's ear as she fastened the cuffs. "I don't want it to hurt."
"No," Clyde assured her.
"But make sure it's tight enough so he can't escape from the chair, girl," Abria ordered.
Selena tightened the cuffs. Despite this, Clyde could feel the gentle quivers of Selena's fingers.
"Now the gag," Abria instructed.
Selena nodded, her eyebrows raised. "This seems cruel."
"He's used to it," Abria smirked. "And here you are yearning to be a switch. You need to understand that suffering is part of it."
What? Selena as a switch?
Selena knelt over Clyde, the dildo gag in her left hand and her right hand on the back of his head.
"Open up," she told him, and Clyde did.
She inserted the dildo into his mouth, pushed his tongue down, and secured the clasp at the back of his head.
Again, Selena's shampoo scent and her body's aroma captured Clyde's senses, along with memories of shared activities as friends, repressed attractions, and unsaid feelings.
"I'm sorry, Clyde," she repeated quietly, pressing the dildo into his mouth.
"Is it too tight?" Abria wondered aloud.
"No, Mistress," he assured her.
"And you, girl," Abria reminded Selena. "Don't make it hurt."
Selena locked the dildo gag in place, standing upright. Now, all three of them - Selena, Abria, and Marcus - were gathered around him, looking at him. Handcuffed to the chair, he had the dildo gag in his mouth, his scant penis only partially erect between his legs.
Marcus began stroking his own penis.
Clyde shut his eyes, unable to meet the gaze of any of them.
He listened to Abria's laughter followed by Marcus' chuckle.
"You look decent, boy," he taunted, caressing his own member.
"Selena," Abria started, placing her head on Clyde's right thigh, her hair tickled his sensitive skin. "I promised to teach you about sex. I also wanted to show you why I sleep with my beloved husband’s other men."
She grasped Clyde's balls with her hand, tracing her nails along his partially-erect penis. Clyde's blood turned electric, making him shiver in his chair.
This wasn't fair. Abria couldn't be this cruel. She knew his feelings regarding comparison.
"You should see that Clyde..." she said, wrapping her hand around his erection and began to stroke. "Gets nervous..."
Looking at him, she continued, "He's shy, shouldn't we say, dear?"
Clyde couldn't avoid eye contact any longer. His face burned with shame.
Abria bent over again, her mouth engulfing him. Two days passed since Abria had released him from his chastity cage.
"Suck me, babe," she ordered.
Clyde rolled his head away, focusing on the ceiling. He couldn't recall the last time Abria had sucked him. The sensation of her warm mouth and smooth tongue teasing the head of his penis was unforgettable.
Clyde could feel himself hardening, and in her throat, he tried to push back harder.
"Let her stroke you a bit more before she takes you out completely," Abria announced, removing her mouth but fondling him. His penis, now fully erect at four inches, grew harder in her palm.
"Well, he's not big like mine," Abria lamented, looking at him.
Marcus snickered to her side.
"But..."
She took him into her mouth again. Clyde pushed his head back, clamping his teeth on the dildo to distract from the amazing sensations she caused.
Blood was rushing through his veins as she slowly swallowed him.
She took him from her mouth for a moment, stroking him before raising her head. "We also have to put Clyde back in his cage. You've brought the ice, right, Selena?"
"Yes," Selena said.
"Then it's time," Abria said.
Clyde watched Selena approach with the ice, following her instructions to freeze him back inside the cage.
Abria stood, dragging Marcus onto the bed who eagerly adjusted to her oral offerings. Watching this only made Clyde's envy worse.
"Sorry," Selena murmured, holding up a cube of ice. "This won't be very pleasant for you."
Despite knowing this would be uncomfortable, Clyde knew this wasn't unusual. Abria would occasionally use ice to make him go back to his cage when she was in the mood to be cruel.
Abria shifted away, sprawling across Marcus' body, her lips moving around his large penis. Clyde's veins boiled at seeing Marcus constantly given this.
"I'm sorry," Selena repeated, pressing an ice cube on his member.
It hurt, but it wasn't unusual. Clyde was used to this treatment from Abria to keep him inside the chastity cage. Abria then moved back to Marcus, engulfing his shaft with her lips. The sight and the fact that he could experience this every moment was overwhelming.
"I'm sorry," Selena whispered, kneeling in front of Clyde, applying the ice cube to his swollen member. "I don’t enjoy doing this," she added.
Clyde held his breath, dealing with the pain as he noticed Selena seemed strangely calm. Then he witnessed Abria's hand moving up and down Marcus' erect penis, which was twice the size of Clyde's.
"Oh my..." Selena commented.
"What’s that?” Abria questioned.
Abria pulled Marcus back onto the bed, shoving his penis in her mouth, causing him to sigh in satisfaction. He was always allowed to enjoy this whenever he wanted.
"I'm sorry," Selena muttered as she held the ice in front of Clyde. "Getting him back in the cage isn't the usual method, but it'll work."
The sight of Marcus' enjoyable experience aggravated Clyde even more. Clyde watched Abria nibble up and down Marcus' shaft.
"Can't have that," Abria decided. "Let's make our male star shrink for a little."
Selena moved towards Clyde, putting the cup of ice next to him. "Hold out your penis."
Clyde felt humiliated but complied, extending his erection. Selena grabbed it and plunged it in the ice, making him wince.
Abria took her mouth from Marcus, grinning at Clyde's pain, "So, Selena, it's your turn to play."
Clyde watched Selena come closer, dreading the thought of his small penis going back into the cage. She gently took an ice cube and applied it to his throbbing member.
Clyde ground his teeth, enduring the ice's sting. It wasn't unusual, but the embarrassment of his petite stature being shown off in front of Selena was incredibly uncomfortable.
"I'm sorry," Selena repeated, her tone sincere, but not overflowing with joy. "However, it's necessary for him to disappear like he usually does for special occasions."
Abria knelt down behind Clyde, placing the cuffs on his limp member ready for the cage, and Clyde could see why he couldn't be on the same level as Marcus.
She finished securing him in the cage, locking him away. Clyde relaxed in his chair, shivering but resigned.
"Now we can talk about you, Selena," Abria said, reminded that Clyde had to endure, tucked away and cold from the ice.
Selena hesitated, possibly realizing, as Clyde did, that this was the first time she would physically connect with him in an intimate manner. She collected his testicles in one hand – a soft, warm hand at that – and then placed an ice cube against his penis with the other. A familiar irritation ensued as she glided the ice along the length of his penis – a length he keenly felt at this minute, as he was witnessing Abria fellatively taking Marcus on the bed immediately behind Selena.
"Wow," Selena remarked, and now she was holding the chastity cage in her hands, examining it with genuine curiosity. She iced down the stainless steel as well, Clyde realized with a heavy heart. "This looks incredibly uncomfortable. Like, you wouldn't be able to get hard or anything in this. I'm sorry I have to mount you with this."
Behind her, Abria removed her mouth from Marcus's penis and remarked, "So you can't, dear?"
Selena remained quiet, but kept her gaze fixed on the floor as she relocated Clyde's - now diminished – penis in her hands and attempted to stuff it into the chilled cage. Her hands felt wonderful, even if they remained cold from the ice. He could feel himself trying to grow hard again at her touch, but was greeted with the iced metal of the chastity cage as she squeezed his penis back into it. She fastened it and then shifted back onto the ground in front of Clyde. She caressed his thigh with one thumb and gazed up at him, bound to the chair, unable to utter a word because of his ball gag.
Never in all his life had she appeared more adorable to him.
On the bed, Abria detached her lips from Marcus's penis – the lips that had just been on his own penis a few moments ago, Clyde pondered, with a longing bordering on a physical ache – and then dashed off and assumed a position in front of Clyde and Selena. Abria had disposed of her shirt and had dispensed with a bra after the shower, Clyde could observe.
"All right, girl," she chirped, facing Selena, and positioning her hands on her hips. On the bed, Marcus elevated himself onto his elbows, still massaging his cock in a way Clyde wished he himself could recreate, but for the chastity cage. "Come here. But remain on the ground like that."
Selena gulped and moved the short distance to Abria's feet, providing Clyde with a tantalizing view of her unexpectedly pleasant rear as she did.
Abria took hold of Selena's chin in her palm.
"Let's share a few details with Clyde, shall we?" Abria inquired. "We begun conversing about sexual things following your separation, right? And you said you thought you might be bi, and perhaps a tad kinky...or maybe...extremely kinky?"
Selena nodded.
"You had trouble coming up with those, right?" Abria continued. "Why is that?"
Selena tightened her lips and made an attempt to turn her head away, but Abria forced her attention up.
"I...I'm really...I'm really uneasy about...about some of the things I...imagination fabrication about," Selena stated. "It was difficult for me to write that down for you."
A slow grin spread across Abria's face. "You did appear to have a challenging time with it. But you're a filthy gisle, girl. You possess a twisted mind, and I adore that."
Selena reddened, and Abria crouched on her heels in front of Selena.
"So I'm going to mortify you like you've never been shame before," she swooned. "You volunteered to get my cuck in the room, and I thank you for that. But someone must compensate, and you volunteered. So I'm going to mortify you and make you squirm and I am going to cum so hard while I do it. Again and again. Simply the conception turns me on more than I can express, my new liking gisle."
She stood up once more.
"I'm going to have you explain every one of your fantasies and fetishes in detail to everyone in the room before I make them a reality," Abria declared.
She might as well have struck Selena across the face. "I...what?"
"You heard me," Selena said. "I'm going to grant you the opportunity to live out your fantasies. You'll simply have to recount them in fiercely elaborate fashion before I bring them to fruition. I want to hear what you think about as you self-pleasure."
The flush on Selena's face deepened. "I...that...I can't do that Mistress."
Abria erupted in laughter, "You're so timid, and watch me make you do this. It's so bloody hot. Oh my God, I can't wait to see you squirm. Just thinking about it turns me on. But truly, girl, you should feel privileged. Being allowed to fulfill your desires with another man on top of your husband."
She stroked Selena's hair.
"However, let's begin with the essentials," Abria said with a deep blush. "What was the first fantasy you revealed to me, Selena?"
Selena was hesitant, and glanced at the floor.
"What's the matter, you've never told me?" Abria said, grabbing a fistful of Selena's hair, forcing her to face Clyde and Marcus. "You know what? Let's tell them themselves what a pornographic creature you are. Make sure you make eye contact with both of them, Selena. They're about to learn how dirty you are."
"I...uh...I desire..." Selena closed her eyes for a moment and continued, "I wish to be seen naked by a group of people."
"Perfect," Abria responded, "So that was all you told me about it?"
Selena pondered for a second, "Mistress, that was...?"
"So it wasn't," Abria replied with a vicious smile.
"I...I indulge myself while imagining it," Selena said, making direct eye contact with Clyde before quickly looking away.
"Mmmm, I bet you do," Abria said, squeezing Selena's ass hard. "Let's make that a reality. Quickly disrobe."
She let go of Selena's hair, pushing her forward. Selena turned around, scanning the room.
"I actually meant now, Selena," Abria commanded, her hands firmly on her hips. "How do you reply to orders?"
"Exactly as you commanded, Mistress," Selena replied while removing her blouse.
"That's right," Abria responded, taking pleasure in her role as the dominant power figure.
Selena nodded, the guilt lingering on her cheeks from that comment about being a piece of meat. She had endured insults and rude behavior from her coworkers at their previous workplace. Her ex-spouse as well, who insisted she cover up as much of her body as possible. Here, with Clyde, was something incredible, and it felt freeing. And yet, Clyde felt guilty about this. He didn't want to enjoy this scenario. He knew Selena chose this herself, and she'd never tried this level of depravity before with her ex-husband. She really craved it, though, which he had noticed when she mentioned touching herself while thinking of it.
Abria brought Selena to her and kissed her, whispering, "Everyone's looking at you, Selena."
"I know," Selena whispered back.
"Let's upgrade your performance," Abria said, gripping Selena's hair roughly, "Since you wanted your cuckold here so badly, let's give them a show. Your ex-partner wouldn't have had to deal with this, so we'll add some more discomfort."
She pulled Selena's hair roughly, causing a yelp to escape Selena's lips, and dragged her to Clyde's wide-spread legs, his genitals locked in a metallic prison.
"Kneel down," she commanded. "Ass up. Reach back and spread those damn cheeks even further, Selena."
Selena complied, her left cheek touching the floor as her hands spread her buttocks amidst Clyde's legs. The exposure was tantalizing. Her vagina and anus were both visible. She'd shaved that morning, and the air smelled of her arousal. Clyde felt conflicted. To confirm his disinterest, he told himself, "This isn't tasty." That sentiment did not tally with his racing heart and thickened member.
Abria dragged Selena over to the two men, turned her around among them, and instructed her to bend down.
"Eyeballs up, girl," she ordered, "And with your hands, spread your ass so they can get a good view."
Selena obeyed and Clyde watched his lock-down device being keenly observed by the assembly.
In her own words, Abria said, "Checking out the scenery for my cuckold," as she strolled over to Selena, who was still kneeling on the floor, her face pressed against it.
She settled down beside her and put her hands on Clyde's thigh.
"Can you just imagine how badly you want to touch her?" Abria inquired of him.
Clyde couldn't help himself; he nodded.
Abria chuckled and then stood up, walking around Selena, who was clearly in subspace.
Abria then navigated over to the corner closet and retrieved a riding crop, something Clyde had gifted her years ago as an anniversary present. She had been making excellent use of it since then. Clyde knew the sting of the crop well.
She stood over Selena and trailed the crop up and down her back, stopping at her face, using the tip to tuck a strand of hair out of her eyes.
Selena's anticipation was evident as she watched the crop move close to her face. Abria then gave Selena a stinging spank on the ass. The mark it left burned red.
"Get up, slave," Abria ordered. "On your knees. Right now."
"As you command, Mistress," Selena replied.
Again, Abria grabbed Selena's hair and tugged, guiding her toward the bed where Marcus was sitting.
"I recall a fantasy you once shared," Abria informed her, as she held Marcus's cock in her hand. "Do you remember what else we discussed?"
Abria once more leaned down and tasted Marcus's cock, illustrating her point by humming around it. Clyde could only sigh, the dildo in his mouth hindering any other reaction.
"I..." Selena ventured hesitantly, her face burning red. "I...I have a fetish...a fetish for...feet."
Abria nodded knowingly. "So you long to kiss my feet, huh?"
"Yes, Mistress," Selena said, her eyes pleading. "I want to rub and kiss your soles and suck your toes."
"A good girl," Abria evaluated. "When did you develop this fascination?"
"I..." Selena hesitated, her eyes darting to the ground. "I determined I wanted to..."
"Eye contact, slave," Abria demanded and snapped her fingers.
Selena's gaze met Abria's. "I made the decision after the Galina Attorney Association charity dinner," Selena confessed, her eyes closed. "I noticed how women, like you, turned me on. Alpha women. Like you. I overheard you complaining about your heels, needing to take them off after giving that flawless speech. And I just...I wanted, so much, out of the blue, to kneel before you, soothe your tired feet, and kiss them for as long as you wanted me to."
"And do you still masturbate to these thoughts?" Abria asked.
Selena did not respond, her gaze still fixed on the floor.
Abria seized her chin and forced her to look up.
"Speak, whore," Abria whispered.
"Yes, Mistress, after we started talking about the cuckold thing, I began to fantasize about doing it while you satisfied your husband." Abria did not miss a single glimmer of pleasure in his eyes.
Clyde indeed felt the same way. He, too, was captivated by Selena's humiliation. And it was clear to him that Selena had felt the same way - embracing the subspace, how Abria could push him to experience humiliating situations he never thought he'd enjoy, hate one moment, then the next.
Selena breathed in deeply. "I made this decision at the charity dinner after you mentioned your sore feet. You were wearing those high heels that looked so... hot. I was recently divorced, and I became fascinated with women like you, strong, confident, and in control. I thought, 'Why not worship your feet?', and even though it felt like the first time I'd ever considered female feet in such a way, I couldn't help but feel drawn to them. And so I went home, touched myself while thinking about rubbing your soles and kissing them."
"Alright, my dear," she stated. "You deserve some recognition for what you just experienced. I'm aware of how humiliating that was for you and I'll never forget how you looked embarrassed. You behaved admirably, so now you can relax and enjoy yourself. Stick your tongue out. Step with your heel to toe, now."
Selena nodded and followed the instructions. She licked Abria's foot as if it were a rare delicacy.
"You're licking my clean feet as I've just showered, lucky you," Abria pointed out. "My lover has to groom them when they're sweaty and dirty. In-between the toes, Selena."
Selena quickly followed her commands, her hands shaking slightly as she lifted Abria's foot to her face. She licked meticulously between each perfect toe and in turn paid attention to Abria's pretty red nails. When finished, Selena kissed gently around Abria's heel.
"The other one, dear," Abria instructed, rising up and grabbing the riding crop once more.
"Yes, Mistress," Selena replied and switched to Abria's immaclate foot. She gained confidence and looked more at ease.
Clyde understood that Selena had long desired this situation.
She rewarded her with a smack on the backside. "Go slower, girl," Abria instructed. "Don't make me feel like a dog is gnawing at my toes."
Selena complied, but received one more whack with the riding crop for good measure. Abria returned to satisfying her boyfriend. For a moment, it was just Selena licking Abria's feet and her lover blowing her. Jealousy intensified within Clyde, accompanied with an ache in his locked balls, observing the scene.
"I can no longer restrain myself," Abria said. "I require a hard, satisfying fuck. The man beside me is proficient in that. Thus, I'll ride him. This is a task for you in the meantime, Selena."
Selena responded, "Yes, Mistress."
"You will sit on my lord's lap and provide him some company as he watches me being penetrated," Abria said. "You can remove the gag from his mouth or leave it in if you prefer. Kiss him and touch him all over. As my subordinate, you shall also dominate him, making him feel like your sex toy. Don't forget who you serve, Selena, maintain your position in the hierarchy. Tell him about how you desire to be spanked. I have a hunch he would love to be capable of fulfilling that desire. He has already enjoyed having this fantasy fulfilled a few weeks ago."
Selena appeared to contemplate for a moment before summoning up the courage to turn and address Clyde. She flushed profusely as she'd been blushing since Abria had asked her to remove her clothes.
Abria sternly added, "Clyde, should you remove the gag, you are forbidden from speaking a word. You belong to me until further notice. Don't disgrace me."
Clyde nervously acknowledged.
"However," Abria continued with clear reprimanding tone. "Mind you, you're still required to respond to my commands, as a reminder, you're my subordinate. Now, inform Clyde about how you yearn to be spanked. You might be able to grant him this fantasy he so desires, but for now, he's bound in the chair."
Abria planted a kiss on Marcus's lips - an intense, mouth-covering kiss that always made Clyde's heart race with desire just to witness it - and Selena pivoted towards the latter, remaining kneeled.
Abria stole a glance back at her lover as she descended onto Marcus's erection.
"Rise up, Selena," she urged. "You'll be the one in control. He's yours to command until I signal otherwise."
Read also:
- My Close Friend, a Female, Fondled Me
- A Stepmother's Varied Testimony: Volume 3
- Listening to Their Groans: The Complete Narrative
- Slim, Youthful, and Well-Endowed in Part 2
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