Two for Alex

He approached Alex, who was trembling ever-so slightly, the color on her cheeks heightened. “Don’t move,” he ordered. He reached out and cupped one perfect breast. It was soft, the skin like satin. On an impulse, he bent down and flicked a nipple with his tongue. It hardened at once, pleasing him. He licked the other to keep the symmetry intact. Alex shuddered but kept her position.

Gently Liam tapped against her ankle with his shoe. “Wider,” he said. Obediently she spread her legs, giving him better access to her bare cunt. He leaned close to her as he reached down to cup the shaven mons. He slid his fingers along the labia. They were smooth and as soft as rose petals, warm to the touch. She drew in her breath sharply but maintained her position.

An evil smile curled on his lips as he decided to test her ability to remain still. His fingers moved from outer to inner labia, sliding down to her entrance, which was as he’d expected, wet to the touch. He entered her with two fingers at once, pressing hard up into her. As her muscles contracted against his fingers, she groaned and her hips twitched but still her hands remained behind her head, her eyes apparently on the clock, which ticked in time to her rapid breathing.

He moved the fingers in and out, thrusting them like a cock as she bit her lip to keep from panting. The little slut was about to come. He pulled his fingers away and slid them up onto her clit, rubbing until she began to shudder. Abruptly he pulled them away, holding his fingers slick with her juices under her nose before rubbing them along her cheek. She blushed hotly, turning her head away at last.

“I said not to move. That includes your head. Look straight ahead.” As Alex again faced forward, he noted with amusement the flash of anger in her eyes. “Are you mad because I didn’t let you come or because I know how easy you are, about to orgasm from being finger-fucked for two minutes?”

She didn’t answer. He hadn’t really expected her to, though if she were properly trained, she would have known to respond to a direct question however embarrassing. It was her first day after all. He’d cut her some slack. Gently he said, “Put on something sexy and feminine and come to dinner.”

~*~

Daniel was gratified to see how much Liam enjoyed the clam chowder, a recipe he’d tried for the first time. Alex too seemed to have a hearty appetite, having helped herself to a second bowl and another piece of fresh bread still warm from the oven, slathered with plenty of melting butter. Daniel studied her as she ate, admiring her delicate features—the wide green eyes, the flyaway golden hair falling into her face despite her shaking it away every few moments, the little upturned nose, the small, pointed chin. Only her mouth saved her from being too pixyish, its lips wide and generous.

Her dress was cut close to her body, its soft fabric clinging to nipples obviously bare beneath it, drawing the eye to the center of each round breast. He glanced at Liam, who was eyeing the girl as well.

Liam had changed into black silk drawstring pants and a white tank top. Daniel wore a pair of cotton shorts, his chest still bare. Usually as they ate their dinner Liam would touch Daniel—his hand dropping to his thigh or caressing his shoulder, his finger sliding over Daniel’s lips before he leaned over to kiss him.

Tonight Liam barely seemed aware of Daniel’s presence, staring at Alex, his eyes narrowing, his lips curving into a smile. Daniel tried not to be jealous. He’d had the entire day after all to get used to Alex’s presence. He was certain of Liam’s love for him—it wasn’t that.

But he was used to Liam’s complete attention when they were together. While he’d been the one most eager to add a third person to their D/s play, now he felt unsure. Though not a jealous person by nature, he found himself wondering if Liam preferred her company, at least for tonight, to his.

As if reading his mind and wanting to dispel his worries, Liam turned to him, reaching out to stroke his cheek. “Do you like your new toy, my love? She’s for you, you know. I want you to be happy.”

Daniel smiled gratefully at him. He looked at Alex, who was looking down at her bowl, her cheeks slightly flushed. Liam stroked his thigh, moving his fingers over the crotch of Daniel’s shorts to cup his cock and balls. Daniel’s shaft rose in his Master’s firm hand. “Thank you, Sir. I’m looking forward to whipping her.”

“And you will.” Turning to Alex, he said, “Tonight we’ll begin to test your limits. I value obedience, sexual responsiveness and willingness to suffer for me. As Daniel has told you, that’s my body. While you’re here, you belong to me. As my property, you do my bidding. You will do Daniel’s bidding as well. As you learned today, you are not equals. You will submit to him the same as you would to me. Tonight we’ll see how well you take a whipping. Depending on how you do, we’ll see where we go from there. Do you like to be whipped, Alex?”