be told to suck his nipples, or his cock, or even both?
“Suck his right nipple, Gaynor,” ordered Tor when Cameron was in position.
Happily Gaynor bent over and sucked until the flat little button was standing upright. As soon as it was, Tor handed her a nipple clamp and told her how to attach it. She fumbled a little at first, but really it was quite similar to attaching an earring, so she soon had it on.
She bent to suck his other nipple only to have her hair grabbed and her head pulled back.
“Did I tell you to suck his other nipple?” thundered Tor.
“No, Sir,” answered Gaynor, tears springing to her eyes mainly from his tone of voice but also because of how he’d pulled her hair.
“Who makes the decisions here?”
“You do, Sir.”
“See you remember that. Next time wait for me to tell you what to do. Stroke his cock. Make it stand up.”
Gaynor blinked her watery eyes and took Cameron’s cock in her hand. It was already standing up quite well, but she knew it would grow longer as she touched it. Deliberately she stroked him from balls to tip then gave her hand a little twist before repeating the long stroking action. She held him firmly but not too tightly, wanting to arouse him but not make him come unless she was instructed to do that.
After a few minutes pre-cum had gathered in the eye of Cameron’s cock, but Gaynor didn’t touch it. She really wanted to lick it up, but not if Tor didn’t want her to.
“Now prepare his left nipple and attach the other clamp,” said Tor gently.
Gaynor nodded and sucked Cameron’s left nipple. It was already engorged, and it only took her a moment to stretch it and attach the second clamp.
Tor lay on the bed. “Attach my nipple clamps now,” he ordered, handing her a third little box.
Gaynor kneeled up and sucked his right nipple thoroughly, stretching it between her thumb and forefinger before screwing the tiny clamp tight. She looked at him before starting the second clamp, and when he nodded she prepared his nipple and attached it as well.
“Gaynor, I want you to kneel up over me. Place your breasts level with my mouth.”
Tor stretched himself out on the bed, and Gaynor straddled him. He seemed to be happy, so she let her wet cunt slide up his leg as she moved over his body until her head was almost up to the headboard and her breasts were resting on Tor’s face.
“Very good. Cameron, you fuck her from behind. You can touch her wherever you want to, including the nipple clips and the clit clip.”
“Thank you, Sir,” said Cameron hoarsely, and Gaynor realized he’d been longing to play with the jewelry. She’d touched both men. But he hadn’t been told to touch her. Gaynor realized how strong his control was, to just watch what had happened all this time. She’d been intimately involved with every stage of the game, but Cameron had been told to be passive. She’d touched his nipples and cock, but he hadn’t been allowed to participate at all. She wasn’t sure she could have been such a good submissive as he’d just been, had she been the one left to watch and wait.
As soon as Cameron’s cock slid into her cunt she pressed her ass back against his balls, wanting to take him as deep as she could, wanting to make it up to him for his patience, his trust that he’d receive pleasure. He filled and stretched her perfectly, his broad cock touching her walls as she gripped him tightly, planning to pleasure him to the utmost.
He placed his hands on her hips and withdrew then slammed into her, instantly setting a fast, hard pace that demonstrated clearly to her how desperate he was to take her. Contentedly she moved her hips with him, maintaining the pace, giving him all she could. One of his hands came off her hip and slid between her pussy lips, finding her clit and touching the clamp. As soon as he pressed it she shattered into climax, her cunt gripping his cock tightly. He held still inside her, riding out the way her internal
Marina Dyachenko, Sergey Dyachenko