Henry and I headed home in a daze, James and Chloe provided a well judged and appropriate level of debrief once we’d dressed but there was no denying our, ummm, denial. Shared denial is very bonding, I’d highly recommend it. We both realised this was a much better way.
Two days went by and we received a in instruction via text.
Eagerly reading James and Chloe’s message, we smiled.
“Good evening fucktoys, I bet you’re squirmy now. We require entertainment and you will provide it. This evening you are to set up a camera, lie entirely naked next to each other and we want to watch you masturbate. You are not to touch or look at each other. You may use toys but no porn. Henry, you may unlock using your emergency key. We will expect you to both bring yourself to the edge of orgasm simultaneously and to both ruin those orgasms simultaneously. Failure to follow this explicit instruction will have consequences.
You are then to lock yourself up immediately and send us the video for approval”
We smiled broadly and Henry muttered “no time like the present” as he went off to set up the tripod. I opened the sealed envelope with the key and placed it on Henry’s side of the bed.
We lay down as instructed and started the recording, I felt Henry unlock his cock and sigh as the mattress moved next to me. I pick up my Doxy wand and press it on my mound, stifling a moan as the vibrations echoed across my denied swollen clit. I can picture, but daren’t look, as Henry strokes his thick veiny cock, his other hand sliding round to press on his perineum. As expected it was mere seconds before we both approached that tantalising edge.
“Oh fuck, I’m close” I say breathlessly.
“Me too, fuck, me too” replies Henry.
It is so tempting to keep going and ride the pulses but we want to be good obedient fucktoys. As the wave crashes I lift the wand away, moan and feel the precious orgasm ebb away across my abdomen. Henry lifts his hand away and his cum dribbles pathetically down his shaft and onto his balls.
“Thank you” we whisper into the quiet bedroom as we recover. Good little ruined fucktoys.
We press send on the humiliatingly short video and await our feedback.
An agonising hour passes and then a response
“Look at you two, what a performance. That didn’t take you long at all, you must’ve been so desperate. James and I leisurely fucked as we watched that and came in each other. We thought you’d like to know at least someone gets to cum. Your little show earns you another visit. We’ll see you on Saturday. And it goes without saying that there is to be no cumming between now and then. We expect that key to go back in a sealed envelope.”
Saturday can’t come soon enough.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/upmivg/the_sub_couple_meet_the_dom_couple_mfmf_part_4