Two for Alex

She heard them coming down the hall and her cunt and nipples tingled with anticipation. In a moment she felt someone standing beside her but she didn’t move. The person squatted beside her and she knew by his scent—lime, leather and cedar—it was Liam.

“Ass higher,” he commanded. She shifted to obey. A thick finger pressed its way into her wet cunt, catching her by surprise. Reflexively the muscles of her sex clamped on the welcome finger, though she stoutly resisted the urge to thrust back against it.

The finger was withdrawn and ran roughly over her clit, rubbing for several seconds until, despite her best intentions, she wriggled against it, a soft moan wrenched from her lips.

This earned her several very sharp slaps against her spread cunt. Alex, unprepared, squealed and fell out of position. Strong arms hauled her to a standing position.

“Have you forgotten your lessons so soon?” Liam gripped her upper arm and yanked her toward the padded spanking stool. “Maybe a nice ass warming will remind you to control yourself.”

Alex’s cunt was on fire, the sting of the slaps having transmuted, as it invariably did, into burning lust. Dutifully she draped herself over the stool, gripping the legs.

“Spread your legs,” Liam ordered.

She spread them as wide as she could, forced onto tiptoe to maintain her balance. She couldn’t help the tiny shudder when Liam’s fingers grazed her sex and silently hoped he hadn’t noticed.

Daniel moved in front of her, locking her head between his bare thighs and placing his hands on her upper back to hold her steady. Liam, behind her, stroked the globes of her ass and gripped the flesh, sensitizing the skin.

He reached lower, cupping her cunt and rubbing his palm against it. “Stay still, slut girl. Let me touch you but don’t react. Still as a statue, got it? When I tell you, you can move. But not before.”

He ground his palm against her. Squeezing her eyes shut, Alex tried not to focus on what he was doing. She tried not to react to Daniel’s strong legs on either side of her head or imagine his erect cock just over her. For she knew he was naked too—neither of them was permitted clothing in the playroom when Liam was present.

She did pretty well for a while, staying perfectly still though her cunt throbbed and she knew she must be soaking Liam’s palm. But when he moved his hand so the tips of his fingers danced over her clit, Alex, who hadn’t come for two days except the mini orgasm she’d stolen two days before, lost control.

She tried to close her legs in a desperate effort to ward off the climax she could feel rising in her. Liam’s body blocked her from doing this. “Oh, oh, oh.” She began to pant, trying to wriggle away from the relentless onslaught of pleasure being wrested from her. Damn Liam, he was doing this on purpose.

The hand was withdrawn abruptly but it was too late—she had come, most definitely without permission. Daniel stepped back, releasing her head from between his thighs. She slumped down against the stool, not daring to look up or move.

“She’s already backsliding after just two days away from us.” Liam’s tone was dry. “It’s going to take some serious training to get her ready for the party.”

“I’ve got my work cut out for me.” Daniel laughed.

Party? What party? This was the first she was hearing about it but Alex decided now was not the time to ask.

Liam touched her shoulder, indicating she should rise. Alex lifted herself, aware she was red in the face both from her position on the stool and her chagrin at having come.

“I should punish you now.” Liam raked Alex with his eyes, his lips curling into a small, cruel smile. “But I have other plans.”

He turned toward Daniel. “Go to the cross, facing outward. Alex is going to practice sucking cock. If you come, you’ll be punished.”

He turned toward Alex. “And if he doesn’t, you will.”

Alex glanced nervously at Daniel as she took in the implications of Liam’s devious plan. There was a small smile on Daniel’s face and his eyes were sparkling.

Damn him—he’d already won in his head. She would soon wipe that smug grin from his lips. Already pretty good at giving head before her week of training, she’d spent countless hours serving both men, especially Daniel. She knew just exactly how to drive him over the edge. It would be hot to watch Liam discipline him in front of her.

Liam tethered Daniel’s wrists high on each side of the St. Andrew’s Cross and buckled his ankles to the legs. Daniel’s cock jutted out from his groin. Liam caressed it roughly and squeezed his balls until Daniel moaned.

Liam stepped back. “Kneel and show me what you’ve learned. You have fifteen minutes.”