Safewords: Davenport and Chiffon (11 page)

He looked up, the depths of his submission showing in his eyes. “I want your attention, and I want to see you getting off by using me for your pleasure. If I had a preference, I promise I'd tell you."

Her heart melted and tears threatened as she walked to him, leaned down, and kissed his forehead. “I believe you. Thank you.” She straightened, letting him see the emotion in her eyes. “I don't get to be on top much, and I'd like to ride you. Did Brent plug you?"

"No, Ma'am."

"Anything I need to know? Are you sore anywhere?"

"No Ma'am, he hasn't played with me this week, said he wanted a clean slate to work with."

"You'll use
chiffon
to safeword?"

"Yes, Ma'am."

"I'd like you to use
yellow
if you need me to back off. I usually trust Brent to signal if I give you too much, can I rely on you to tell me?"

He nodded and she let it go, didn't make him say it aloud.

"Open the tackle box, please, and hand me both sets of nipple clamps."

One pair was a basic clover clamp, the other was much, much, nastier—stronger and with teeth. She didn't want to draw blood, and handed them back to him as she draped the clover clamps around her neck. “Put those away please, and then I'd like you on the bed, with your head near the footboard, on your back. Grab a condom and put it on, first."

She saw the control it took to touch himself as little as possible while smoothing the condom over his thick cock, and loved that she could turn him on so much.

It was bad form to start with sex, but she'd wanted this with Jacob when it was just the two of them, and sometimes being in charge was a very good thing. She climbed on the bed and swung her leg over his body, sitting on his hips, his cock under her pussy as she slid backwards and forwards, his rock hard heat gliding between her folds and bumping her clit.

She rose. “Put yourself in me."

He reached down, lifted himself straight up, so when she lowered this time her pussy enveloped the length of him, her heart stuttering as she sank. Their gazes locked and she hung onto her control as she went up and down a few times before stopping to retrieve the clamps draped around her neck, teasing his nipples until the blood filled them, too.

She positioned the clamp and looked up; holding eye contact as she slowly let it close. He didn't try to hide his pain, allowed her a full view of the battle going on in his psyche as he fought to lay still and let her hurt him. His desire to please tripped her pulse and heated her blood, her hips rotating on autopilot as she moved to his other nipple.

Grasping his hands, she situated his arms so she could lean forward on them. “Your arms will be my brace while I fuck you. Keep them firm. Part of me is sorry you can't come, but I love knowing I can ride as long as I want; use your cock to get myself off without worrying about you going soft."

Dana started slow, looking into Jacob's eyes as she rose and fell, rose and fell. She inclined towards him, placing more weight on her arms, her pelvis moving as her upper body held still, their gazes linked, her heart soaring. She felt her first orgasm approaching and allowed it to slide over her—a smooth, blissful experience. She hadn't realized she'd closed her eyes until she opened them to see reverent awe reflected in his visage. She smiled. “Yeah, you did that. Thank you."

Increasing the pace, she sat up, taking her weight off his hands and leaning back. Jacob changed their grip, so they were clasping each other's wrists, and she slanted back even farther until he was dragging over her g-spot, the sensations shooting through her until she thought she'd come undone. She heard herself screaming through her climax, Jacob's grip holding her up and his hips moving for her when she lost coordination, tripped over the edge of the cliff, and soared. Pulling with her arms, she draped her body over his and raised her pelvis to give him room.

"Fuck me Jacob, please."

She let go of his hands and he took that as invitation to touch her, grabbing her ass and holding it in place as he plunged up into her. Dana's orgasm went on forever as her lower body spasmed around his cock while her upper torso rested on him, pressing into the nipple clamps, and he gasped in pain as she jerked and moved over him.

Jacob slowed as the shuddering finally waned, his cock still hard in her as she sprawled over him like an overcooked lasagna noodle.

She heard a chuckle and looked up to see Brent and Zach in the doorway. She'd turned Jacob this direction so she could see the door, but had been too preoccupied to notice, and had no idea how long they'd been watching. She glanced down, Brent's hard-on obvious in his jeans, Zach's pants too loose to be sure.

"We have an audience,” she said, sitting up and grinding her hips on the cock still inside of her before removing both clamps at once, giving him no warning or time to prepare. Jacob's hands flew up, but stopped before they reached his nipples, slowly reaching above his head to hold onto the iron bars in the footboard.

Dana rubbed, squeezed, and twisted them—forcing the blood to return as rapidly as possible. Jacob squirmed under her, his cock still in her, eyes tightly closed as he dealt with the pain.

She'd placed the clamps with the chain pointing down the first time, and now aimed it left, so his nipples were squeezed horizontally instead of vertically. He jerked inside of her as the first clamp tightened, and she scrutinized his face as he pulled air into his lungs.

"Open your eyes, Jacob. Let me see how much it hurts."

She used the pain to tease him this time, letting it close halfway, holding it, opening it, and starting again. When she finally released the handle, she lifted the chain until his already sensitive nipples were stretched up and away from his body, knowing the more she pulled, the tighter the clamps squeezed.

"I think I've had enough of being on top for a while."

She looked up at the doorway, her gaze meeting Zach's. “How does this work? I want you in my ass while he's in my pussy, but have a feeling ordering you into my ass won't fly."

He smiled. “You're correct, making demands isn't a good idea, but telling me what you'd like, and then asking me to do it, is fine. We're equals in here."

Zach looked sideways at Brent. “You want his mouth or his ass? I'll let you and Dana work out the positioning on this one."

"Neither. Sometimes I enjoy playing the voyeur, and I find I'm in the mood for it at the moment."

Dana slowly released the compression on Jacob's nipple, making sure he was prepared for it so she could watch him anticipate the pain this time. She dragged it off without releasing the pressure all the way, and immediately leaned forward to suck the abused flesh into her mouth, pulling hard as she savored the heat. Jacob's back arched up as he yelled at the sensation, his cock flexing deeper into her. Her tongue scraped across his nipple and he moaned through shallow breaths. She wrapped her lips over her teeth and bit, his howl like music to her ears as her pelvis ground into him. Sitting up, she waited for his eyes to open so he could watch her do the same to his other nipple.

Zach began preparing her ass while she tortured Jacob's nipples, chuckling when Jacob jerked, shifting Dana and eliciting a girly yelp.

When she was comfortable with Zach's fingers she draped herself over Jacob, placing her knees around his rib cage, arching her ass up while keeping Jacob buried as deeply in her as she could. She leaned in and kissed him, pulling back and quietly asking, “You okay?"

"I'm perfect, M'Lady."

Zach's legs pushed into the mattress between hers and Jacob's, and she felt him at her ass. He took his time sliding in, and Dana's gasps and moans filled the room as silky waves rolled through her. Jacob reached for her hands, comforting her, or perhaps also needing more contact. She kissed his shoulder, gasping as Zach slid farther into her. When his hips finally touched her bottom the waves began to crest, morphing into spasms as she was overwhelmed by the blissful devastation of two dicks filling her.

"Hold her Jacob,” Zach said, as his fingers massaged her lower back. “She needs someone's arms around her and yours are closer."

Jacob released her hands and wrapped his strong arms around her, holding her safe and soothing her as she writhed between them. She didn't want tenderness; she needed to be fucked and she
craved
pain.

"Zach, move. Please. Oh god, please, fuck me.” Her orgasm hadn't finished, but she didn't care, and thankfully Zach was in a mood to give her what she wanted. He pulled out, plunged in, and found his rhythm—slamming into her hard enough to drag her back and forth on Jacob's cock. Her climax slowed and her arousal level grew, and she closed her eyes and let the all-consuming ecstasy engulf her as her lips surrounded Jacob's nipple and she sucked it into her mouth.

Jacob's voice was frantic as he called out to Brent, begging for permission, but Brent only sat near Jacob's head and stroked his face, telling him Dana was still using his cock and he couldn't come until she was finished. She could tell Jacob's control was quickly faltering—she'd never heard him beg and it was enough to tip her over the edge.

Her orgasm rocketed through her, stealing her breath and her voice, locking her muscles in place. When at last she could breathe again, Zach slammed into her a final time and held, grunting as he filled the condom inside of her. Brent ordered Jacob to come, and his whole body jerked under her as he lost control, bellowing his pleasure until he ran out of air and finally went limp under her.

Zach headed to the master bathroom while Brent took care of Jacob's condom. Dana rolled onto her back and stretched out beside him, cool air flowing across her sweaty body as they both continued to gasp for oxygen.

Brent returned within a few seconds, his voice brisk. “Our boy doesn't deal very well with being fucked just after an orgasm, and this'll be especially difficult for him because I've been using his mouth for a while and haven't plugged or fucked him in ten days. Feel free to either comfort him through it, or provide further pain.” His eyes moved to Jacob. “I want you over the side of the bed, spread your legs wide and grab your elbows behind your back. I'm so hard I could mine for diamonds."

They slept on the playroom bed, as it was the largest in the house. Brent and Zach took up the outside positions, and Dana awoke with her head cradled in the crook of Zach's arm and her legs tangled with Jacob's. No one was awake, and as much as she hated to disturb them, she needed to use the restroom so bad it almost hurt.

She tried to crawl below Zach to get out, but she should've known better—he woke as she pulled away, helping her climb over him, chuckling as she booked it to the bathroom.

Figuring Zach wouldn't consider Brent and Jacob normal guests, she left the door open and was sitting on the toilet, finished but in no hurry to get up and walk when Zach stepped to the doorway. His pajama bottoms rode low on his hips and she admired his body as he leaned against the doorframe.

"You okay?” His expression made it clear he was checking on his property, and she wondered if she'd ever get used to the proprietary way he handled her. She met his eyes, knowing better than to try to hide from him. “Yes, Sir. Not really awake yet."

"Let's give you a quick clean out; your ass is going to be well used today,” he said, reaching under the cabinet for a Fleet. She wiped and flushed, taking the few steps to the bath mat before dropping to hands and knees, arching her spine as he'd trained her.

His hand stroked her back, traveling to her ass and patting it. “I think you need a reward for not complaining or arguing. I'll let you get rid of it in my bathroom so you'll have some privacy. You and Jacob will get plenty to drink this morning, but no breakfast.” He pushed the tip into her ass and began squeezing the solution into her. “Consider yourself under scene rules until I tell you otherwise. I'd like you to show respect to Brent today—no speech restrictions other than using an honorific for both Brent and I.

Dana groaned as the last of the fluid went in, her insides starting to churn already.

Zach continued. “Go upstairs and brush your teeth before relieving yourself of the enema—and I mean brush them until the toothbrush turns off, not until you think they're clean enough.” He patted her ass and helped her up, giving her a kiss on the cheek before pointing her towards the door.

When Dana was sure all the water was out, she walked back downstairs, her heart dropping to her stomach as sparks ignited between her legs—Zach was in his zone, organizing and preparing his electrical equipment, while Brent buckled ankle cuffs on Jacob.

Zach's eyes met hers and his face blossomed into a smile. “Sports drinks are in the fridge, please bring one in here so I can watch you chug it—your choice of flavor. Jacob's already had his."

Dana turned, stopped, looked back to say a quick, “Yes, Sir,” before walking towards the kitchen. She'd learned he expected total surrender when scene rules were in effect—whether he was using his everyday voice or his Dom one.

She picked the least disgusting of the flavors and returned, dropping to her knees before him and chugging it in two long drinks. His approving smile made her heart flutter—she longed to make him proud, and wanted to show Brent and Jacob how much she belonged to him.

Zach took the empty bottle from her and helped her stand, leaning in to kiss her gently. “You're beautiful, Dana. Go see Brent, I think he wants to teach you about penis plugs. You may Top Jacob if you wish, and if his master allows it. I'll join you when I'm finished here."

"I love you, Sir."

"I love you, too. Now go,” he said, still smiling his happy smile. Dana wondered just what the Doms had planned for the day.

Jacob caught her eye and Brent said, “Hello, Dana dear,” without turning around.

"How'd you know it was me?"

Brent chuckled. “He doesn't smile that way for Zach. Come watch me do this, and perhaps next time you can have a go at it."

He talked about sterile procedures before he began working shiny steel into the end of Jacob's cock. “This is a large plug, and it's taken a long time to work Jacob's peehole up to this size. Once it goes in he won't be able to piss or come. We have some with a hole through the middle, and he can wear them longer."