Two for Alex

Daniel pushed his hair out of his face and blew out a breath. “Thanks for looking out for me.” He cupped one of Alex’s breasts. Her nipples strained toward him. In a low voice he added, “Liam gave me further instruction. Lie down and spread your legs.”

Alex obeyed, watching with amazement as Daniel crouched between her legs. He leaned down and drew his tongue over her spread, already-very-wet cunt. Alex shivered and moaned. Daniel slapped her spread cunt with his open palm and she yelped, unprepared.

“You will not come.” He emphasized each word. “He wants us both on fire. Understood? I’m going to take you to the edge, but if you slip over, you’ll spend the next twenty-four hours in the cage. Got it?”

“Yes, Sir,” Alex whispered.

Daniel leaned forward again, snaking his tongue over her sensitive folds until she was squirming and sighing. It felt so good. Too good. After only a few minutes she knew she had to stop him or she’d be in serious trouble.

“Daniel…Sir…please…” He ignored her, licking and lapping as if he were actually enjoying himself. “No…you’ve got to…” Weakly she pushed at his head, though her effort was halfhearted. It felt so damn good…just a little more…

All at once he pulled back and Alex realized she had been a nanosecond from orgasm. She lay limp with legs spread, the sticky petals of her sex swollen from his kisses.

“Get up. We have work to do.” Alex forced herself to obey though her bones felt like rubber. Daniel retrieved the chastity belt and locked it in place. He pulled the straps tight and patted her leather-covered sex. He lifted his eyebrows. “You would have come if I hadn’t stopped, am I right?”

Alex couldn’t deny it. She smiled sheepishly. “Thanks for looking out for me.”

~*~

Alex and Daniel stood side by side, their arms at their sides, their eyes straight ahead. Alex was wearing a silky top that hugged the curves of her high, full breasts and cascaded in pretty folds from her perking nipples. Her panties barely covered her shaven mons, thin straps of lace along her hips holding the white silk and disappearing into the crack of her shapely ass.

Daniel was wearing white silk lounge pants that fit loosely over his muscular ass and legs. His cock and balls were bound in a white cotton strap that separated his balls and forced his cock into a pleasing erection beneath the silk. His bronzed muscular chest was bare.

Liam was wearing very soft black leather pants and square-toed boots. His shirt was also silk and at Daniel’s suggestion he’d left it unbuttoned.

The caterers had arrived an hour before, busily setting up the trays of food and getting the open bar ready. A large cooler of ice was filled with chilled bottles of sparkling water and juice.

Liam took one of the bottles and uncapped it. He poured three glasses and handed one to each of his sexy subs. He had teased them unmercifully all day, interrupting them in whatever they were doing to fondle and arouse them, stopping just before he took them too far. He hadn’t permitted himself to come either, enjoying the steady slow burn of desire along with them.

“Daniel, you know the fun you’re in for and, Alex, you’re about to find out.” He raised his glass. “To a great party.” While they sipped, he addressed Alex. “Remember, you are to obey everyone wearing black in the room. They all know the limits and rules, the primary ones being no intercourse, no scat or water sports and no blood.

“If you feel you just can’t obey something someone has asked come find me or Daniel and let us know. But think long and hard before you do that. Your job tonight is to please my guests. This isn’t about your pleasure or gratification, though I do hope you have fun and I think you will.

“But your primary goal tonight should be to please any Dom, male or female, who wishes to use you. You’re my property and my possession so your behavior reflects directly on me. Do your very best to please my guests and I promise the rewards will be tenfold.

“Situations can get a little intense sometimes. A list of safewords will be posted in the playroom. Yours is…?”

“Butterfly, Sir,” Alex supplied. She’d never had to use her safeword with them. Liam didn’t believe in pushing a slave so far that they panicked. He liked taking them to the edge and perhaps just a little beyond. In his experience, safewords weren’t necessary between people who knew and trusted each other. He was able to read his subs’ cues and body language. He instinctively knew when it was time to back off and had yet to push anyone he’d played with over the years to that limit.

“Good. I don’t expect you to need it but if you really feel you can’t tolerate what’s being asked of you and you can’t make yourself understood in any other way, use your safeword. If you’re gagged, open and close your fists three times in succession. That will be the universal signal tonight for every sub.”