Dorian POV.
We are waiting inside the bedroom in the play area for Jem. My hands twitched in excitement because I was going to see another man spank and humiliate Jem. I’m a sucker for Voyeurism whether it was to see my partners with each other or with stranger. Usually, I would make it my job to notice their discomfort if there was any.
Today I have to be even more careful because this is Jem, and I want him to be comfortable while exploring his kinks. I’d also warned Trent, our best friend, that if at any time Jem didn’t feel like it, he should stop everything or else he would face our wrath. Trent had played with us before, so I knew he would behave.
“Would he wear what we gave him?” Roman asked, rubbing his hands together, equally excited as I was.
“If he didn’t, we could change our plans.” I replied.
“What if we wore it, but didn’t like being humiliated?” Quinn enquired.
“He wrote it in his kinks. If he didn’t like it, we should stop the scene and have plain sex.” I said, taking his hands in mine and kissed them. “Stop fretting. I’m sure he would end it, if it’s too much.”
“And who in the hell wouldn’t want to have sex with me?” Trent said, as if he were a god whom no one could resist. I suppose it was true, because he was a man born out of everyone’s wet dreams with tan skin, hazel eyes, and blonde hair.
“We don’t want to.” We three said at the same time and watched him turn red as a tomato.
“Hate you guys.” He muttered without any heat in them. The door opened slowly and Jem walked in. My breath hitched because he was fucking wearing the micro-mini lace black dress we left for him outside his room. He was so damn sexy that I wanted to fuck him then and there.
Jem’s icy blue eyes roamed over us and on Trent before he focused on the bedroom setup. There was a bed, a closet, two simple nightstands, two oversized mirrors that weren’t in the room before, and a sofa in the far corner where we could watch without disturbing them. Jem’s eyes fell on the mirrors, and he flushed.
“Hey.” I said, getting up from the bed and walking over to him.
“Hi.” He said shyly, ducking his head. I cupped his cheeks, tipped his head up, and kissed him. His lips parted immediately for me, and I darted inside to have a taste of him. He tasted sweet like honey. My fingers ran through his hair, pulling gently and making him moan into my mouth. He clung beautifully to me and let me do things to him.
“Dorian, this is not fair. We want him too.” Roman said. I reluctantly released him and Roman quickly pulled Jem towards him and started kissing him. His hands roamed over Jem’s barely covered body before settling on his ass. I leaned against the door and watched as Quinn plastered his front to Jem’s back and bit his neck.
It was so hot that I wanted to take a picture and stick it everywhere for everyone to see. Jem turned his head and took Quinn’s lips with his own. My cock throbbed by the time Roman and Quinn finished kissing Jem.
“Please. I need more.” Jem said and whimpered when they both moved away.
“You will get it, Jem. Tonight he is going to be Noah.” Roman said, introducing Trent.
“At your service, Jeremiah.” He said, walking towards Jem and kissing his hands. “You’re beyond beautiful.” Jem blushed cutely.
“You’re handsome too,” Jem said, and looked at all of us. “What’s the play?”
“So eager, huh.” I commented, and Jem nodded. “You’ve prepped yourself thoroughly right.” He nodded again eagerly. “You’re Noah’s brother-in-law. One day, when there is nobody home and you are trying on your sister’s dress. Noah catches you wearing it and as he has a crush on you, he decides to use this as an opportunity to get you. Noah would spank you, humiliate you, and finally fuck you. Then he shares you with his friends.”
“If you don’t like the plan, we can cancel it.” Quinn added, though from the way Jem’s eyes had darkened with lust, I knew he was very much up for it.
“I like it.” Jem whispered. “Too much.”
“We can use words like slut, bitch, and whore, right?” Jem nodded. “Can we use an erasable marker to write it?” He flushed and nodded again.
“You remember the safe word?” Roman enquired, palming his cock through the shorts.
“Phoenix. Or tapping twice anywhere.” Jem said, as if he was already in a trance.
“Unicorn or tap thrice if you want a breather.” Quinn added. “And if we have any doubts, we can use it too.”
“Okay.”
“We will be right there, Jem.” I said, and we three went to the sofa and took our places.
“We can start if you are ready and just imagine the room empty, okay. It will be a good experience.”
Jeremiah POV.
“I am ready.” I said, my blood thrumming with energy. Noah is handsome but not as handsome as my three crushes. He exited the room, and I walked over to the closet and threw it open. It was empty except for the one black thong, which matched perfectly with the dress I was wearing.
I was afraid to wear the beautiful dress, but then I imagined their reaction, and it gave me the courage to try it on. With the same courage, I removed my briefs and put the thongs on just as the door opened, making me jump.
“Holy hell, sweetheart. You look hot in the dress.” I froze as the footsteps grew closer and Noah hugged me from behind. He kissed my neck and I shivered, my cock thickening inside the thong. “You know, I come back tired. That’s why you did it, right?” I nodded. His hands slid up my thigh, inside the dress, and he kneaded my ass. Then he traced the outline of the thong. “And you’re wearing the matching thong. Wow, I am so lucky to have such a great wife. I bet your pussy is dripping with wet now.”
His obscene words made me leak even more pre-cum. Noah’s hands moved towards the front, and as soon as his hands touched my dick, he jerked back as if I had landed a blow. “What the hell?” He bellowed. I slowly turned to face him, my face hopefully projecting the terror.
“Jeremiah, what the fuck is this?” Noah asked. “Why are you wearing your sister’s dress?”
His eyes roamed up and down my body, his gaze landing on my bare thighs. I squirmed and tried to pull the dress down. Noah gave a chuckle. “Now you are trying to hide it, aren’t you? Shameless creature. Tell me why you are wearing this.”
“I like it.” I whispered. He pulled me by my hand and the next thing I knew I was lying over his knee, my ass in the air.
“You should be fucking punished for dressing like this.” He said and pulled at the thong. “This barely covers your hole.”
“Please, I won’t do it again. Leave me.” I whimpered.
“I don’t believe you. You ought to be punished. Then you won’t do this again.” He said and smacked my ass. His other hand stroked my dick through the thong. He rubbed my ass, soothing the blow, then slapped again, this time harder. I moaned at the pain and pleasure coursing through me. Good God, this felt wonderful. “You are hard from this. I am fucking ashamed of you, Jeremiah.”
He spanked both my ass cheeks in rapid succession, all the while stroking my dick. My balls tightened with the desire that built within me. I couldn’t believe that I was doing this with a stranger. He continued to spank me, slapping and fondling me. I cried out at each hit, and tears streamed down my face from how good it felt. The feeling was so intense it almost drove me insane.
“If you had a pussy, you would be fucking drenched right now.” Noah said in a harsh voice. I tried to control the orgasm that barreled towards me at his words, but failed.
“Holy fuck.” I cried out and came.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/x6kqqr/humiliation_rp_part_one_mmmmm_cnc