Stormy Satisfaction (Doms of Destiny, Colorado 11)

Nic removed the cuffs from her wrists. He lifted her off the bench and carried her to the Saint Andrew’s Cross at the side of their stage.

Sylas pulled out a flogger with many thick tails. It was black and made of leather.

She was both in her body and out of her body, both focused and detached. Sensations rolled through her, little waves of pleasure.

Placing her with her back to the audience, her Doms reattached the cuffs to her wrists and ankles, fastening them to the cross. Then they began flogging her back and bottom.

Thud. Thud. Thud.

Each time the tails landed on her, she went deeper and deeper into subspace. She closed her eyes, riding every vibration. Bliss. Pure bliss.

Thud. Thud. Thud.

Her body burned with want.

One of her Doms removed the toy from her ass, which one, she didn’t know. It didn’t matter. They were her sexy duo whose synchronized lovemaking she craved.

She felt them remove the restraints. She opened her eyes and saw their naked bodies, their Dom gear piled neatly to the side. Nic moved behind her and Sylas remained in front.

“What state are you in?” Sylas’s words seemed far off and yet so close, as if every syllable somehow vibrated on her skin.

“Cake. Cake. Cake. I mean…Master…”

He smiled and pressed his finger to her lips. “I know what you mean, baby. You want Master Nic and me inside you?”

“Yes, Master. Please. Please. Please.”

He nodded, lying down on the bench and pulling her on top of him. His cock thrust into her wet pussy. She could feel Nic’s hands on her ass, parting her cheeks. The tip of his cock pressed against her anus.

“Please, Master. I need you both inside me.”

Nic pushed his cock slowly into her ass, every inch he claimed stretching her more than the toy had.

The crowd applauded, spurring her and her two Doms on. She writhed between them, filled to the max with their thick, long cocks. Their joint thrusts into her body caused the pressure inside her to build and build.

“Oh God. Oh God. Oh God.”

Nic held her waist as he continued pounding her ass, again and again. Sylas thrust up into her with animalistic intensity, his hot breath skating over her neck.

She was mad with desire for the men who had changed her entire life and given her the dream she’d wanted.

When Sylas bit down on her earlobe, she could no longer hold back. The pressure released and she came. This orgasm is like…like…Molten Lava Cake.

She started giggling as the wild, electric sensations continued rolling through her body. She felt Nic and Sylas come together inside her and heard the cheers of their audience.

This is where I’ve always belonged, between them, in the arms of my loving Doms.

THE END