Megan whimpered. She’d had at least four orgasms in the last 30 minutes and her pussy was throbbing. Christy and I untied her legs and flipped her onto her back. I pulled the rabbit vibrator out of her and set it on the nightstand with the magic wand that had been jammed between her clit and the bed. There was a wet spot on the sheets about 18 inches across under where she had been laying.
Christy asked what I planned to do next. I thought for a moment and told her to pull out the therapy cups and the vacuum pump. As she moved towards the closet I grabbed a jar of cocoa butter we kept for massages and such and rubbed a thin coat of it on Megan’s breasts and around her vulva. Her labia, normally a pale pink and barely visible between her bald outer lips, was now engorged and red. But not red enough.
Christy brought me what I had asked for and I began between Megan’s legs. I gently kissed Megan’s clit for a second, making her squirm and moan, before placing the cup over her mound and attaching the hose. I pulled back twice, not enough to be painful, but enough to draw more blood into the area. I repeated this twice more with smaller cups that fit perfectly over her sensitive nipples.
“Christy and I are going to eat dinner. You are too lay here and think about what you’ve done. When we get back, we’ll continue.”
Megan moaned and opened her mouth to protest but a sharp look from me silenced her before the first “Please” passed her lips.
Christy served me the lasagna that they had made together along with a large glass of red wine. She sat at my left side so I could fondle her while we ate in silence. After we both finished and the table was cleared I followed her back up the stairs to where Megan was tied to the bed. She had been writhing around a lot but hadn’t dislodged the cups that I had placed earlier.
I pulled on the vacuum release pins and watched as her nipples and labia shrank slightly under the renewed air pressure. We’d been gone for about 30 minutes which was just long enough to get her nipples stuck in the cups. Megan squealed as they came off. The pussy cup came next and I was thrilled to see how that her pale lips were staying plump and dark.
Christy joined me between Megan’s legs and we started to lick her together. Our hands wandered between her heaving breasts and her tight little ass. Megan’s breathing quickened and she squirmed more under our combined efforts. Soon enough she was trembling again and her orgasm broke over her in waves. I pulled away and left Christy between her legs as I moved to suck on her elongated nipples. Before the first orgasm of our second session fully subsided, a second one began.
I now had Megan exactly where I wanted her, on the cusp of multiple orgasms. I’d done this to her before and knew that she could be held here for hours if I had the stamina. Fortunately, I was not alone. I went to the suitcase and pulled out a set of anal beads and a medium dildo with a large knot in the shaft. I unclipped the cuffs from the straps on the bed and refastened them behind her back.
I then had Megan sit up so I could move behind her. Christy anticipated my plans and started to lengthen the straps at the head of the bed a little so they could be connected to the cuffs on Megan’s ankles. Megan was now lying on top of me with her feet in the air giving us unrestricted access to everything we wanted. I handed the anal beads to Christy and began playing with Megan’s clit as Christy inserted them slowly. Christy started alternating between licking Megan’s taint and sliding her tongue into her dripping hole.
Megan’s body was racked by convulsions now. Her moans were getting loud enough to here outside, but I wasn’t concerned with the neighbors at all. After a few minutes of orgasmic suffering, I grabbed the dildo and began to rub it up and down Megan’s slit. Christy paused her licking for a bit and watched as I worked the rubber shaft into her best friend. As the knot made contact with Megan’s pussy Christy started licking again, now focusing only on her ass. Megan lived for ass play and was usually able to cum from anal penetration alone. What Christy was doing to her was borderline cruel, but Megan knew it was deserved.
Megan screamed in pleasure as I pushed the knot into her. My left hand was controlling the dildo while I pinched and stroked her clit with my right. I could feel my own pre-cum pouring out and coating her back and my stomach as Megan started to convulse in ecstacy.
I decided that I had denied my own pleasure for long enough and ordered Christy to start licking my dick instead of Megan’s crack. She had her own plans and swallowed me whole. I knew that my time was limited and hadn’t decided where to cum yet when Megan managed to speak her first coherent words in what seemed like an hour. “Please Master! Put it in me!”
At that moment I was seconds away from cumming myself so I did what I could. “Beads! Now!” I yelled. Christy had been waiting and she stopped sucking me and pulled the beads out of Megan. Of the three of us, Christy was the only one with any control of herself left so she removed the beads quickly, but without hurting Megan. I thrust into Megan’s asshole and came instantly.
Christy removed the dildo and unclipped Megan’s legs while I released her hands. Megan was still spasming in pleasure and I was pumping rope after rope into her tight butt. Just as my orgasm was ending Christy bent down and kissed Megan’s clit in the gentlest way possible. That, plus my throbbing dick in her ass, sent Megan into one last fit of pleasure and she said the phrase we’d all been waiting for.
“TAP OUT!”
It was our safe word. And whenever I chose to use pleasure to inflict pain, I didn’t stop until I heard it.
I rolled Megan over onto her side and held her close. My dick was still inside her, but I didn’t dare move for fear of adding more stimulation. Christy crawled up and kissed Megan on the lips lightly and then went to the closet to get the numbing cream. I pulled out slowly and Megan rolled over onto her back, spreading her legs so Christy could dab the cream lightly onto her friends pussy.
I looked down at my slave/wife and saw someone utterly defeated. Cum leaking from her ass, gentle twitches as her friend gave her the relief she desperately needed. Once Christy was done applying the cream she looked up at me with hope in her eyes.
“Master, may I have an orgasm too?”
“No,” I said without thinking at all. “Tomorrow morning we’ll start your punishment for even thinking about making a deal with Megan to keep her sins from me. Did you honestly think I wouldn’t notice if Megan was covering your chores for two whole months?”
Both girls eyes snapped open as they realized that I’d heard their conversation earlier. Christy’s were wide with terror, but I swear I saw hopeful anticipation in Megan’s. One thing was certain, I wouldn’t be using unbridled pleasure as torture two nights in row. Christy’s punishment was going to hurt in a much different way
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