Two for Alex

Food would be set out buffet style in the dining room with the waitstaff moving among the guests with trays of goodies and flutes of sparkling water and iced juice. Serious play would take place upstairs in the playroom, but that didn’t preclude scenes from happening wherever the whim of the Doms at the party took them.

She was to wear a white silk camisole and white silk thong panties. All the subs would be wearing white, the Doms in black. Alex was excited by the idea of being forced to submit to any and everyone in the room. Intercourse wasn’t permitted at the party, but pretty much everything else was.

Liam and Daniel had already told Alex she would be expected to stop whatever she was doing and present herself when ordered. She’d been told they planned to put her through her paces to show the other Masters what a submissive slave girl they owned. Bubbles of nervous excitement burst in her tummy every time she tried to imagine just what was in store for her.

She heard Daniel’s truck pulling into the driveway and hurried from the alcove to the front hall. Like Liam, Daniel had Alex kneel for him when he came home from his occasional errand. He liked for her to kneel down, her head touching the floor, her arms behind her back. As an added touch he liked her to face away from the door so her upraised ass greeted him. This both embarrassed and aroused Alex, two prevailing emotions in her submissive training.

She heard the door open and shut and the sound of grocery bags being set down. Daniel’s large hands moved over her bare ass and she shivered. She felt the tug at her belt and heard the tiny click as the locks were released. The device was pulled away from her body.

“Are you hot for me?” Daniel’s voice was husky. His fingers pushed at once into both her cunt and ass, catching Alex off guard. The question caught her even more off guard. He’d never asked her something like that before. What did he care? He only had eyes for Liam.

He moved his fingers roughly inside her. “Answer the question.”

“Yes, Sir. Always, Sir,” she answered honestly. The fingers were withdrawn and Daniel hauled her to her feet. He was wearing jeans and a bright yellow T-shirt that brought out the rich bronzed tan of his muscular arms. He looked good enough to eat and Alex swallowed to keep from choking on her own saliva.

“Get on your knees and suck my cock.”

Alex obeyed at once, eagerly pulling at his fly. He helped her, pushing his jeans and underwear to his knees. Why was he doing this? He wasn’t allowed to come without Liam’s express permission.

His beautiful thick cock sprang fully erect, the skin hot from the summer day and its confinement in his jeans. Greedily Alex took it into her mouth, sucking and licking the fat head before moving forward slowly to take its full length.

Daniel moaned and put his hands on either side of her head. “Good. Yes. Yes. Like that…” He let her please him for several minutes. Her sex was throbbing and she shifted her legs, pressing her thighs together in an attempt to ease the ache.

Was he going to come without Liam’s presence? Would she say anything if he did? No, she would not. It was not her place. Still the idea filled her with disquiet. She knew how Daniel worshipped Liam. To come without his permission was a betrayal of his beliefs. She didn’t want to be a part of that betrayal.

He too had been sexually tortured and teased the night before and sent to bed with a raging, unspent erection. Liam said he wanted his subs extra needy the night of the party. Knowing Daniel was trying to sleep with the same unrequited desire she had faced had made her night alone in her bed a little less lonely.

He began to pant, thrusting his hips in a way she’d come to recognize that signaled his impending release. What should she do? Would he be able to control himself? Was her allegiance first to him or to Liam? Was there a rule book on this stuff and could she get a copy?

She knew how awful Daniel would feel if he disobeyed Liam, whether or not Liam knew about it. Deciding to risk overstepping, Alex pulled back just long enough to say, “Sir? Liam’s directive?”

Daniel’s eyes flew open and he gasped, not with pleasure. She realized then he’d been seconds away from orgasm. His eyes focused on her and darkened. “Are you questioning me?” He slapped her cheek, startling her. Tears sprang to her eyes and she touched the hot skin, not sure how to answer.

Daniel pulled his pants back up and zipped the fly. He knelt beside her. “I’m sorry. That was uncalled for. You’re right to question me. We both belong to him before anything else. Liam called me while I was out. He wants me on the edge for tomorrow’s party. He told me to come home and have you suck my cock. He warned me not to come.”