She held out her wrists to him and he fastened a strap around each one. Zeke grabbed the longer chain attached to the back leg of the stool and Ty clipped it to the ring on her wrist, then the other, so her arms were held at her sides. She could move them behind her, but not forward.
“Great. Zeke, grab your beer and turn on the TV.”
Zeke retrieved the TV remote and his beer, then settled on the other side of the couch, Marie facing them. Sound filled the room as he turned the TV on, then Zeke flipped the channels until he found some adventure movie.
* * *
Marie sat still, listening to the movie playing behind her, wondering what would happen next. Her nipples ached a little. The pressure from the clamps was very light, but she wasn’t used to it so it kept her attention. After sitting for a few moments, Ty rested his hand on her knee, then slowly stroked along her inner thigh. He stopped halfway and she drew in a slow breath. A couple minutes later, he slid a little higher, getting closer to her aching opening. Her insides quivered.
Zeke took a sip of his beer, gazing at her exposed pussy. Heat melted through her. She wanted to be touched. Ty stroked his finger along the chain draped from her nipple, and tugged lightly, then he fiddled with the clamp, tightening it a little, the slightly painful sensation exhilarating her. He tightened the other nipple clamp, too. Then he took a sip of beer, leaned forward, and took the tip of her nipple in his mouth. She gasped at the feel of the cold liquid he held in his mouth washing against her hot nipple. The liquid heated, then his tongue lapped against her hard nub.
He released it, then smeared beer on her other nipple.
“Try one, Zeke.”
Zeke leaned forward and licked her dripping nipple. She arched toward him and he sucked lightly, then sat back.
The two men watched TV a while longer, sipping their beer, mostly ignoring her. Several times, they glanced at her, their gazes caressing her naked breasts—the clamps and chains hanging from her nipples—or gliding along her open thighs to her naked wet opening.
Finally, Ty’s hand shifted to her thigh again and he stroked slowly upward as he took a sip of beer. She arched toward his hand, and he immediately stopped moving.
“Sit still,” he said.
He began moving his hand again … slowly approaching her aching vagina. She tried to sit still, but he stopped within an inch of her opening and she wanted him to touch her so much … she wiggled forward.
He pulled his hand away.
“Because you were disobedient, you must be punished.”
He leaned forward and fiddled with the nipple clamp and the pressure increased. She gasped at the intensity, then it loosened, but her nipples still ached.
Oh God, she wanted him to do it again. Then to lick her hot nipples until she groaned with pleasure.
His hand stroked along her thigh again … closer and closer to her now dripping slit. His finger hovered close to her opening for what seemed like forever. She chewed her lower lip, fighting the impulse to push her pelvis forward to feel his hand on her. He watched and smiled, then his hand moved again and pressed against her damp folds. She sighed, forcing herself not to move as he dragged his finger the length of her slit.
“She’s very wet,” Ty said. “Zeke, would you like to taste that delicious pussy of hers?”
“You’re damn right I would.”
“Slave, my friend is going to lick your pussy. Sit perfectly still.”
“Yes, Master.”
Zeke knelt in front of her and stroked along her thighs. He kissed her inner thighs, moving closer to her heat. When he finally reached the top of her thighs, and his tongue brushed her clit, she moaned. She had to concentrate fully to stop herself from shifting forward against his hot mouth. He licked her clit again, then nuzzled her slit. His tongue glided inside, lapping against the inside of her opening, then he licked her length. His mouth returned to her clit and he sucked. She moaned, arching against him.
Immediately, his mouth moved away from her. Her eyes widened and she sat upright.
Ty tightened the clamps again and she almost cried out at the exquisite pressure. Again, he released them, then licked each of her nipples. They were so sensitive the brush of his tongue felt incredibly intense.
“My friend is going to taste your pussy again. I can tell you like it and I think you want to come, but that is forbidden. Do you understand?”
“No … I mean, yes, Master.”
He didn’t want her to come?
Zeke positioned himself in front of her again and his tongue found her sensitized clit. He licked and sucked until she wanted to arch against him … but didn’t. Pleasure blossomed through her and she knew if she just let go, she’d be swept away. But Ty had ordered her not to come.
Zeke licked again, then his fingers slipped inside. He stroked her insides and … oh man, he’d found her G-spot. He stroked as he licked and the pleasure thrummed through her until …