4 comments/ 23024 views/ 1 favorites Play Date Ch. 01 By: AmberMoore Play Date Part 1: The Pit The club was dark as we entered, the shadow's seeming to go on forever until my eyes adjusted and I saw what might have been heaven for one group of people or the horrors of a Hieronymus Bosch painting for another. A smile a mile wide played across my face as my Mistress, Ms. Jane, led me through the door and into the darkness. Ms. Jane looked stunning that night in her knee length black skirt and white button-up blouse, her heels a black leather and her long brunette hair up in a bun held together by a pair of bronze hairsticks. The rounded curves of her body readily apparent to anyone that would gaze in her direction. The leash in her right hand pulled taut at the pink leather collar attached to my neck and I followed her through the dimly lit house of debauchery. The entire place smelled of leather, not new leather either but of leather that's been soaked through and through with sweat. As soon as we walked into the door I could feel every eye in the place on us, masters and slaves alike, we were being measured and tested for our worth. I felt a foot tall in the little black dress that my Mistress had chosen for me to wear that evening, every sound in the place seemed to stop as all I could hear were the clicks of my Mistress's and my own heels on the floor. My Mistress didn't slow a step though, she continued through the stares and stared right back at a few, a look of indifference and sometimes amusement played across her face as she led me to the rear of the club and a small table overlooking the circular play area set up in the center of the room. My eyes immediately focused onto the play area as I instinctively pulled out Ms. Jane's chair, there seemed to be dozens of things going on inside the large circled off area. Half nude men and women being flogged and crawling across the floors, plenty of boot worship and more leather then can be found in any biker bar. A silk clad and woefully underdressed waitress was there as I looked to my Mistress for permission to sit, Ms. Jane nodded at the chair across from her with a smile, I sat in the chair and not where I would have wished, on the floor at her feet. My Mistress must have known what I was thinking or saw the sadness in my eyes as she said, "Amber, you can sit on the floor all you want at home. I don't want you getting that cute dress dirty." The waitress didn't even blink as I replied, "Yes Ms. Jane" but only waited for a moment before asking my Mistress what we would have to drink, Ms. Jane didn't look towards me as she ordered herself a vodka tonic and me a lemonade. The young waitress slipped back through the crowd as I focused my attention back on the multitude of people playing in the pit, as I began to think of it. My eyes locked onto a lady with a softly curved body and long grey hair. She was wearing a pair of thigh high shiny leather boots and had nearly a half dozen men on there knees licking them. My Mistress smiled as she saw what I was watching before pointing out another group of players to me. An older gentleman in a nice brown suit was standing over a kneeling girl in a backless tank top and dark red leather pants so tight they could have been painted on, you could see red lines across her back where he was bringing down the heavy flogger. The girls breath was heavy and her shoulder length brown hair was hanging around her face, before her back arched and her head flew around sending her hair flying through the air as the man brought the heavy leather strands down across her. I bit my lip knowing that I was blushing at the sight of the beautiful girl being so sensually flogged. She was practically glowing as she displayed the marks left upon her by the lashing to the rest of the room, I watched her lashing until she kissed the handle of the beautiful flogger and then stood up and they left the pit and disappeared back into the dimly lit drinking area. There were many similar scenes going on in the pit and it was hard for me to tear my eyes away as our drinks came and we thanked the young lady. My Mistress reached across the table and unattached the leash that was still attached to my collar and rolling it up she placed it inside her purse before taking a sip of her drink. "Sweety," She said, "Don't watch the play too hard, remember to keep your eyes open for Dianne too." "Yes Ma'am" I answered back to her as I tore my eyes away from a male slave who was being tied and displayed in a very odd way by his male master. Ms. Dianne is a very old friend of my Mistress's, they met each other in college and from what I've heard from listening to them talk is that they've been on again off again lovers for a couple of decades now. Ms. Dianne is blonde and stands at least six feet without heels, I've never seen her without heels. She has one of those lean long legged bodies that still had curves. She also has a slave a little older then me, maybe twenty-four or twenty-five, his name is Brian and he's pretty for a boy. He has blonde hair that reaches down to his shoulders which is usually parted at the middle and feathered giving him a very feminine look and a lean body with long legs. He'd look good in heels and stockings I bet. "Mistress," I took a sip of my lemonade before asking, "Why are we meeting Ms. Dianne here instead of at home?" I liked Ms. Dianne, when ever she came over I always cooked a large dinner and would serve them as they just talked and laughed for hours. Those were always fun nights because after she left my Mistress would take me to her bed and use me thoroughly or sometimes she would stay and I would please both of them. "Well, It's a special night Amber." She answered as she traced the condensation coming off the side of her glass with her fingernail. "We kind of have a play date set up." I bit my lip to hide my smile and looked back over the pit with the dozens of players, I was blushing from head to toe as my imagination took flight. What kind of play date? What does my Mistress have planned for me? Will we be down in the pit? She ignored my blush and continued, "We've been wanting to get the four of us together for awhile now." My eye's opened wide as I heard her say it and my back stiffened ram rod straight, her eye's also widened in surprise and worry. "What's wrong sweety?" She asked. "I'm sorry Ma'am, It's just I thought I heard you say the four of us." "I did Amber. Dianne is bringing Brian, we've been wanting to play together like this for awhile now." Taking a sip of my lemonade I try and hide my shock but my eye's, like usual, gave me away. Ms. Jane watched me carefully for a moment before going on, "Amber sweety, This will be fun. You're my little Princess, I'm not going to let anything bad happen to you." I found my breath hearing her words as she asked. "How do you say Princess in Spanish?" "Fresa, Ms. Jane" I smiled. "Tu es me fresa." She told me as she looked me in the eyes and I couldn't help but giggle back at her and the sentiment that she conveyed through her very broken Spanish. Around her I felt like more then a princess. What princess was ever tied to the wall and teased with feather and tongue for hours? What princess ever finds herself kneeling at the feet of a goddess? I was more then nervous at the prospect of playing with Brian, I was terrified. I had been with boys before and I had enjoyed it but that was a long time ago, long before I had met my Mistress, it felt like a lifetime ago. In my mind I was praying that Ms. Dianne would come without Brian or even call and cancel outright, I felt horrible for it knowing that this is what Ms. Jane wants but not looking forward to it myself. I was almost shaking with fear as I asked permission to excuse myself to the restroom. Ms. Jane had no objection as I stood and walked across the bar area, once again feeling the hard stare of the room. Looking around the bar as I walked, I saw that the play had started to overflow out of the pit, and there were at least a half dozen scenes going on in the bar area alone. I stopped for a second to watch a group of men being led around on there hands and knees by a younger woman, there were fake tails attached to there leather pants and their hair was full of bows. The pretty young woman smiled at me as she led her troupe of dog men down into the pit, the final man wiggling his tail. I finally made it into the restroom and looking into the mirror I ran my hands through my long brown hair, being careful not to pull out the three hand made spiraled curls. Reaching into a box on the counter I soaked a paper towel and held it to my forehead trying to calm my nerves. I held it there as long as I could, trying to calm myself and have a little more trust in Ms. Jane. I knew she would never do anything that would hurt me, but I would've liked to have been told what we were coming here for. I bit my lip trying to fight back the tears, knowing that it would ruin my eyeliner and that I didn't have any make up with me to fix it if it did. I dropped the towel into the trash and stood up straight, running my hands along my dress pulling it tight to my body. Looking at myself in the mirror, I forced a smile on my face and said out loud. "Go get'em Chica." Just at the saying of it I burst out laughing, my nerves almost instantly becoming unfrazzled. At that moment realizing how stupid my fear was, Ms. Jane would never make me do something that I was adamantly against. I could always say no and we would just move on, there was no reason for me to be hiding in the bathroom like a little girl. Checking my hair one last time I headed out the bathroom and strode quickly through the bar back to my Mistress, where I belonged. I saw them enter the building as soon as I sat back down next to my Mistress who was now nursing her second Vodka tonic and may have been as nervous as me. "Ms. Jane," I said as I pointed across the room at the door, "Ms. Dianne is here." my Mistress stood and waved at them so that they would see us through the crowd. Ms. Dianne towered above Brian, She had clearly gone the opposite of my Mistress's business casual outfit and fully embraced the fetish attire. Her black stiletto heeled boots reached well above her knees to about mid-thigh, She was wearing a flared pleated white skirt and showed the briefest glimpse of a firm flat stomach below her black satin corset which pushed her cleavage up until her breasts were nearly flowing out. Her long blonde hair was in Shirley Temple curls tonight hanging free across her shoulders. Brian looked like a Golden Retriever. His long leash attached to his brown leather collar, His blonde hair was feathered out as usual. He was wearing a pair of loose white cotton pants and a button up shirt to match it, it looked very comfortable and very easy to take off. Standing next to the amazon goddess that was Ms. Dianne he was about a half a head shorter then her but he still towered above my five foot five frame. We both stood and moved over to a bigger table so that we could all sit together, Brian holding out a chair for Ms. Dianne and me holding out a chair for Ms. Jane. I was surprised when Brian then reached over and held the chair across from my Mistress out for me, this was a rare thing that he did for me I can maybe count the number of times a boy has held a chair for me on one hand and it always confuses me. Do I sit down in the chair and let him push it under the table with me on It, looking at his defined upper body there was no doubt that he could do it, or do I step underneath the table and let him bump the chair into the back of my knees as I sit? How did Ms. Jane and Ms. Dianne make it look so graceful, every move and gesture so lady like and why do I always have to look like a clumsy little girl? I could feel both ladies eye's on me as I hesitated and just stood there, Ms. Jane had a light smile across her face before I finally just stepped in front of the chair and leaned beneath the table and just let Brian bump the chair into my knees. The waitress came and refilled our drinks and brought Ms. Dianne and Brian their's while the ladies caught up with each other. Brian was sitting at my right and he had turned his chair to the side a little so that he was facing everyone, which was kind of endearing. I was beginning to admire the fluidity of Brian's movements, how he held his posture and how his face was always pleasant but not intrusive. His back was straight and his shirt was so loose that I could see in-between the buttons, the dim lights of the club shone right through the thin white material and I could see one of his small brown nipples standing erect on his pale white skin. I could feel myself becoming flush at the sight of it and tearing my eyes away I decided to focus my attention on my lemonade, tracing circles in the condensation of the glass, Seeing that I was drawing nipples I quickly wiped the water away with a napkin and just focused on the table. "...Amber?" Ms. Dianne was smiling at me as she tried to catch my attention, "Amber sweety?" "I'm sorry ma'am, what were you saying?" I sat up and gave the Ladies my full attention, feeling horrible for losing focus and ignoring the conversation around me. Ms. Jane just laughed and sipped her drink before putting her hand on Ms. Dianne's arm and addressing me. "Dianne was just saying how pretty you looked in your dress tonight." I nodded my head politely looking to Ms. Dianne, "Thank you Ma'am. Ms. Jane picked it for me to wear." "Well why don't you stand and present yourself to Dianne in your pretty little dress." Ms. Jane smiled as she gave me the command and I could see the twinkle in her eye as I got out of the chair as gracefully as I could and stood directly in front of the table. Lacing my fingers behind my neck with my arms opened wide I spread my legs until my feet were even with my shoulders, the little dress rising up to just above mid thigh. I tilted my head to the side and down showing them all my neck in absolute submission with my jugular exposed. Ms. Dianne broke out in a smile as she sipped her drink and my Mistress continued, "Turn Amber." Without replying I turned around keeping the same stance and posture waiting for the order that I knew would come next, I could feel my lower lips tightening in anticipation. "Bend." was all she had to say and it was all she did say as I bent over at the waist keeping my legs straight and spread. Placing my hands on my knees, my ass standing proud in the air. The dress rose up as I bent, showing my ass and my pretty black thong too the entire club, I was praying and wishing that no liquids were visible because I knew that I was soaking wet and it was only a matter of time until it started to run in driblets down my thighs. I could feel a hundred eyes on me as my Mistress kept me bent over as she and Ms. Dianne began to talk again. I rested on my heels and found my center of balance preparing to stay this way for as long as She chooses. I tried to force my mind to go somewhere else, I envisioned a sunset over a lake surrounded by tall evergreens I could practically smell the pine when I felt someone step to my side. I fought my way back to the present and looking at the supple black leather thigh high boots I knew that it was Ms. Dianne before I felt her hands rub over my straight back, one finding its way to my shoulders and the other sliding down to caress the firm globes of my ass. My body shuddered in pleasure before I could even think about it when her palm cupped my sex, I imagined I could feel every line and vein of her hand on my sensitive lips. She ran her other hand through my hair as I tried to fight myself from grinding into her palm and I could hear her giggling slightly as she looked to my Mistress who was still in her seat. "Does she stay wet all the time Jane or does it always happen this fast?" I would have been blushing if my entire body hadn't already been flushed with excitement, I could hear Ms. Jane laugh as she answered. "Well lets just say, that I'm surprised the floor at home doesn't stay sticky." Ms. Dianne ground her palm into my sex as she burst out laughing, with her other hand she pulled my dress up higher, fully exposing my ass to the entire club but I was too far gone to even care as she massaged my cheeks and rubbed my pussy at the same time. She didn't stop as she continued to talk to my Mistress, "I've never for the life of me figured out why you keep this little Latina kitten in black panties. White would just make her skin pop." She had slipped a finger underneath my thong and slid it along the edge of my lips. "Well Dianne, when we get upstairs we can put her in that little white thong that I know you have Brian wearing and we'll just see how much her skin pops." I heard my Mistress's sarcasm from somewhere in the distance, I was fighting not to move, to keep from squirming around or breaking totally and grinding back into Ms. Dianne, begging for permission to cum on her gorgeous hand. Ms. Dianne took her hand away and straightened my panties before I broke and my Mistress immediately said, "Kneel Amber." I stood straight up and turning back to the table I gracefully dropped to one knee and then the other, my hands laced back behind my neck. I was shaking like a leaf as Ms. Dianne lowered the hand that had been caressing my sex down to my face, I could smell my juices on it. I kissed her hand and licked the traces of myself off of her, suckling on the tip of one of her fingers, as she pulled away from me I lowered my head and said, "Thank you, Ms. Dianne." I heard her heels clicking as she went back to sit next to Ms. Jane and left me there kneeling on the floor, my knees spread even with my shoulders, my skirt spread with them. I could feel a cool breeze running along my ass cheeks and through the folds of my pussy, knowing that it was all in my mind, that there was no breeze. The club had become even more full while I was bent over and I could feel the crowd moving around me, no one was surprised to see a girl kneeling on the floor in this particular bar but I could still feel eyes on me. Though I felt no shame. Barely able to see over the table I saw that Ms. Jane and Ms. Dianne were talking to each other in whispered voices, Brian was on the same side of the table as me and had a puppy dog look on his face, if I could read his mind I would imagine that his would be yapping, "Pet Me! Pet Me! Arf-Arf!" Of course I can't blame him my pussy cat was yelling for the same thing. Ms. Jane's finger was motioning for me from under the table, after it caught my attention it crooked and motioned for me to come forward. Dropping down onto my hands and knees I crawled forwards, my head low and my ass straight in the air, let the room see my thong covered pussy I didn't care, my Mistress was calling. I crawled in between the chairs and under the table, making my way to my Mistress's feet. I kneeled beneath the table right in front of her my hands behind my back and my face nuzzling up next to her knees. I planted soft kisses along her calves and the bend of her knee, She never slowed her conversation with Ms. Dianne as she reached down and attached the lead of the leash back onto my collar. She must have handed the leash to Ms. Dianne though because before I was able kiss my way up her thighs and up her skirt into her lips I felt a tug on my collar pulling me away from her and to the amazon goddess that sat next to her. The pull was firm and needful so I crawled my way to between her legs and began to kiss and nibble on her thighs as well, what little thigh was available after the boots ended. I looked up and could see my leash wrapped around her fist as she pulled me even higher, her skirt was already pulled up and her own panties damp with need. I could see her lips clearly through the fabric before I nuzzled up to them with my nose breathing in deep her scent, I exhaled out hot breath onto her sex and goose bumps appeared on her creamy white thighs. Lapping against her lips with my tongue I could taste her juices soaking through the panties, Her labia spreading for me as I nibbled softly on her folds through the silky panties. My own pussy dripping juices as I kept my hands behind my back, her free hand wrapped itself in my hair as she pulled me in even deeper by the leash. Play Date Ch. 02 Chapter 2: The Play Room The room my Mistress, Ms. Jane, had rented for the four of us was one of the half dozen private play areas that the club had set aside for guests and was not what you would imagine a pleasure room in an SM Club would look like, well at least not what I imagined. This was no dungeon filled with leather tables and black paint, shadows draping every corner. The lighting was actually very good, not to bright but just soft and natural you could easily see every corner of the large room. There were no windows and the place must have been sound proofed because no matter how hard I tried I couldn't hear a whisper of the club just three floors below. I don't know how to even give the room justice through explanation, it was that beautiful. The carpet was a soft almost snowy white while the large wooden cabinets that lined the walls were the blackest of stains. There was a single large couch pushed up to the far wall from and on either side of it were black doors, the same shade as the cabinets. Ms. Dianne stopped along one of the walls to admire a painting of cranes in flight, I stopped to admire her. Ms. Dianne was a friend of my Mistresses and she had to have been easily six foot five in the thigh high leather boots that she was wearing, She was a full bodied woman in every since of the word the tight black corset that she was wearing tonight showed that to her full advantage, I could never help but admire her body with her long blonde curls and her commanding presence. Her slave, Brain, wasn't half bad to look at either. He had long blonde hair as well but his only reached down to his shoulders and he kept it feathered and parted in the middle, he was wearing a pair of loose white cotton pants and a white long sleeved button up shirt. I wouldn't call it a dress shirt because there was no collar to it; he already had a collar about his neck a handsome brown leather one. Brian was right at six foot tall and was built wide at the shoulders but had the type of body that tapered down towards his feet. He was lean and I thought he was as cute as a new born puppy, and I think so did Ms. Jane. Ms. Jane, my Mistress. How does a simple girl describe a Goddess? Do I tell you how she makes me glow whenever she looks at me or how my legs shake and my pussy tightens and starts to drip when she touches me? Maybe about the pure joy I feel when she smiles at me or the pure pleasure I get from giving her pleasure? Of course that's just how she makes me feel when I'm around her not what she looks like. Ms. Jane is my height, five foot five, she has long brown almost black hair that usually falls down to just past her shoulder's but tonight she had it up in a tight bun that was held together by a pair to of bronze hair sticks. Her body is curvy, not a perfect hourglass but her hips are wide while her waist is narrow. She was wearing a tight black dress skirt that came down to just above her knees, if you looked hard enough you could see the lines of the garters that were holding up her black stockings. Her top was a white button up dress shirt almost a mans cut but you could tell where it was fitted to hug against a woman's body, the classic cuffs of the shirt were held together with black cufflinks that had small diamonds in the center. She was business casual tonight while Ms. Dianne was decked out in the full fetish regalia. There was a hungry look in my Mistresses eye's as she looked at Brian, I watched as Ms. Jane almost flowed like water against him from behind, her fingers tracing down the muscles of his back and shoulders through the loose shirt. She rose up on her toes pulled his hair to one side and kissed him softly just above the collar before she nibbled his earlobe. Ms. Jane was whispering into his ear, I couldn't hear what she was saying but what ever it was it caused the boy to turn crimson red from head to toe and an obvious bulge to form in the crotch of his pants. I was just standing and watching until Ms. Dianne let out a laugh and waved for me to come over to her. She was sitting back on the plush black couch with her long legs stretched out in front of her, her Shirley Temple curls shimming in the light. "Come here Amber," She purred at me "I want to play with you." Glancing back to Ms. Jane, her hands were up the front of Brian's shirt rubbing his stomach, as I walked over to Ms. Dianne. She was biting her lower lip and smiling at me as I kneeled at her feet and put my hands behind my back, waiting for her orders. I could feel my lips dripping as I kneeled there, my mind flashing back to earlier in the bar when she placed her palm over my sex and rubbed it so softly, just right. I could almost feel her fingers tracing along my lips, I had been between her legs already once tonight and I would gladly go once more into her if she would like me too. But I just kneeled, Ms. Dianne's eyes were on My Mistress and Brian behind me, I couldn't see what was happening but I sure wanted too. "Strip for me Amber." Ms. Dianne ordered me, her voice soft. I smoothly stood back up and as I rose to my feet I reached up and pulled my dress down past my shoulders and just let it fall off of me to the floor. Stepping out of it I didn't pause as unhooked and removed the black lace bra that held my breasts, it fell to the floor next to my dress. Ms. Dianne couldn't help but break out laughing when I had to reach down and unstuck the thong from between my lips as I slid it off and too the floor. Standing in front of her I laced my fingers behind my neck again and presented my self to her wearing nothing but my heels and a pretty pink leather collar. My thighs were shining from my own juices and my nipples hard like little brown diamonds. Turning my head I glanced behind me and saw that Ms. Jane had already stripped Brian down to his own underwear, a white thong, and had even removed her own skirt showing her a black garter belt and stocking and that she herself wasn't wearing any panties what so ever. My eyes were torn away from her as I felt Ms. Dianne's fingers running through the little tuft of hair that I had above lips, the only hair on an otherwise smooth body. Her fingers danced across my skin but never went any lower as she stood towering above me, her other hand sliding across my chest and tracing circles around my nipples. "Thank you Ms. Dianne" I managed to whisper out as I watched her milky white hands slide across my light brown skin, teasing the sensitive parts of my body. "Don't thank me yet." She whispered in my ear as she removed her hands and walked past me, before I could turn and follow her with my eyes I felt something soft drape itself across my shoulder. It was her white skirt, I caught it before it slid off of me and hit the ground and as I reached over to place it onto the couch I saw her hips swaying as she walked to one of the cabinets. Her ass looked magnificent framed between her thigh high Leather boots and the black corset that she wore, she still wore the white satin panties that I had licked through to give her, her first orgasm of the evening. My Mistress had unbuttoned the front of her white shirt and you could see her black opaque bra, as she rubbed against Brian. Her hand was sliding across the front of his still thong covered crotch and her other was in his hair pulling his head back as she licked and nibbled on his nipples. Ms. Dianne stepped behind Brian and slid something over the top of his head, at first I couldn't figure out what it was but then when she slid it all the way down to his chin I could see the dildo that she had strapped to his face. Ms. Jane burst out laughing when she saw it too but she didn't hesitate to step back and take her shirt off completely before ordering him down to the floor. "On your back Brian," She smiled at him, "I'm going to ride that pretty little face." Ms. Dianne squirted a dollop of lube on her finger and reached down between Ms. Jane's legs and I watched as my Mistress shuddered as the blonde slid the lube between her lips and rubbed it in. "Just to be safe babe, We're not as young as we used to be." Brian had lain down on his back with the dildo jutting up from his chin, I watched as my Mistress stepped over his face straddling him. Brian's eyes were wide open as he watch Ms. Jane crouch down over his face and positioned the dildo beneath her, it looked as if his entire body shuddered as the dildo slid between her lips. Ms. Dianne stood above them before reaching down and pulling Brian's thong down his legs and off of him, his dick popped into the air as soon as she did. Ms. Jane glanced behind her as she slid down half way onto the dildo and laughed as she saw Brian's completely shaven groin. "I knew you were a Pedophile!" her whole body shook with laughter before she lost her balance and slid the rest of the way down the dildo. Ms. Dianne turned red as she reached around and tugged on my Mistresses' trimmed pubic hair, "If I remember right, you're pussy was just as bald the first time I saw it." I watched as she slid a finger into her along side the dildo and Ms. Jane's body shuddered with pleasure as she started to slowly slide up and down on the rubber dick strapped to Brian's chin. Ms. Jane looked to me as she dipped low taking the cock into her but stopping before getting to the point where Brian could reach her pussy with his tongue and just holding it there, teasing him as she spoke to me. "Amber, Get me a pair of cuffs please. They'll be in the cabinet." They were, right where she said they would be, alongside one of the largest collections of fetish toys I had ever seen. Beautiful flogger's hung along side canes, paddles, leather cuffs and varied sizes and types of dildos. I wanted to stand and dig through all of the toys but I quickly grabbed a pair of black leather cuffs and took them to the ladies. Handing them to Ms. Dianne I watched as she pulled Brian's hands above his head and not wanting to have to move him to one of the rings embedded in the walls of the room she just cuffed them to the nearest foot of the cabinet. My Mistress began to slide up and down on the dildo faster than she had before finding a rhythm where on every other thrust she would drop down low enough for Brian to just be able touch her lips with the tip of his tongue. Ms. Dianne grabbed me by the wrist and led me back to the couch where she took a seat watching them as I stood above her. She had a toy in her hand that I hadn't seen her grab earlier, it was another one of the straps like she had placed on Brian's face, She leaned over and slid it over her foot and pulled it all the way up over her boots and onto her thigh where she tightened it. I watched as she took the bottle of lube and squeezed some over the tip of the dildo before running her down the length of it like she was jacking it off. Without saying a word she crooked her finger at me and pointed to the dildo attached to her thigh, I bit my lip to hide my smile as I straddled her thigh and lowered myself onto it. The dildo felt so good sliding into me, pushing through my lips and sliding across the nerves giving me goose bumps up and down my back. Staring into Ms. Dianne's eyes as I slowly impaled myself, her left hand snaked its way up to my hair before she pulled me to her and kissed me on the lips. I could feel her tongue filling my mouth as she traced circles around my asshole with the fingers of her other hand. Ms. Dianne suckled at my tongue as she slid two fingers into my ass and started to work her thigh up and down, pushing the large dildo farther into me with every thrust. She was controlling my whole body with those two fingers inside me, rocking me back and forth onto the rubber cock attached to her thigh; I couldn't help but moan right into her mouth. I put my hands on her shoulders to try and find some semblance of control of my movements but she just kept pulling me down onto the dildo while at the same time driving it into me with her leg. Somehow I lost track of one of her hands. When your being fucked as well as she was fucking me it's easy to lose track of something like a hand, I didn't know I had lost it until I felt it twisting my nipples. That's what did it. As soon as Ms. Dianne twisted my nipple and I felt that pleasurable wave of pain shoot through my body, I just started to shake. Tearing my lips away from Ms. Dianne's I buried my face into the back of the couch next to her head and started to roll my hips faster into her thigh, just fucking my self on that Dildo, I was so close. "Don't come yet baby," Ms. Dianne whispered into my ear as she twisted my nipple again, "You don't want too before you Mistress does, do you?" She took her fingers from my ass and slapped me hard across the butt cheeks as I fucked into her. "Ahh!" I couldn't even express words, it was so hard not too orgasm. Just holding it right on that edge. "Look at her, Look at your Mistress enjoying herself." Turning my head I watched as my Mistress was leaning back on one hand while she rode the dildo that was attached to Brian's chin, her hair still perfect in the bun and her nipples extremely visible through the sheen bra. Poor Brian, his eyes were riveted on the sight that was happening on his face just out of licking distance. His dick was standing tall, hard as it was going to get until someone decided to use it or at the very least touch it. I could hear Ms. Jane's moans as the Dildo brushed across her g-spot every time she pushed down onto it. I slowed the pace of my own fucking to mimic the fluid and graceful motions of hers, trying to feel what she was feeling but Ms. Dianne kept driving the dildo into me with her leg. It felt so fucking good. Ms. Dianne was kissing my neck and down my shoulder, the gentleness of her lips was such a contrast to the pace that she was driving the dildo attached to her thigh up into my pussy. My eye's were glued to the Ms. Jane fucking herself, who had leaned over across Brian's face with the dildo buried completely inside of her as he was flicking at her clit with his tongue, her hips rolling across his face. I couldn't help but moan as I saw the beads of sweat rolling across her curves and watches as she started to shake and increase the pace of her grinding. When it finally happened she just froze, with her eyes closed shut and mouth wide open, you could hear a moan start deep in her stomach and just raise itself through her entire body as she gushed onto Brian's face. Ms. Dianne slapped me on the ass and bit into my shoulder as soon as she heard the guttural yell of pleasure. I came as soon as she drove the dildo completely into me, forcing my face into the couch to muffle my mewling. I couldn't seem to stop shaking as I sat there straddling Ms. Dianne's thigh with a dildo making my pussy feel so full. My arms wrapped around her neck like I was holding onto a life preserver, Ms. Dianne was holding me so gently as she kissed and nibbled on my earlobe waiting for me to come back down. "Thank you, Ms. Dianne. Thank you." I somehow managed to stutter it out while still not seeing clearly. She lightly patted me on the ass as she pushed me up off of the dildo and sat me down on the couch, "Your welcome Baby," She brushed a lock of hair out of my face and behind my ear before glancing over at Ms. Jane still laying across Brian's face, with the dildo in her. "Now let's get your Mistress off of my Brian before she smothers him." We both laughed as she got off of the couch and slid the toy down her boots and off of her leg just letting it drop to the floor. I stayed on the couch because; well my legs were still not wanting to work. She patted my Mistress on the back trying to wake her from her post-orgasmic stupor, and succeeded and getting her to roll off of Brian's face and onto the floor. Brian had the biggest smile across his face that I've ever seen on a boy who still had a rock hard erection. Ms. Jane's juices were glistening across his face and his eyes were almost glazed over. My Mistress did eventually find her feet with Ms. Dianne's help; she stumbled her way to the couch and lowered herself down next to me. My Mistress smiled before she leaned over and kissed me on the lips, my tongue finding itself dancing with hers in my mouth. When her lips left mine I saw Ms. Dianne leaning finally removing her panties, it took her a second to work them down her boots but when she did it revealed a sparse but trimmed blonde bush over her glistening lips. I wanted to drop down to my knees and worship her sex again but as I looked to Ms. Jane for permission they both busted out laughing. I couldn't help but blush, trying to hide a smile, as both of them had read my mind. Ms. Jane cupped my chin with her hand as she whispered into my ear, "No fresa, that pussy is mine tonight." I looked up too Ms. Dianne and she smiled and blushed demurely as she heard what was said, before looking over to the still handcuffed and hard Brian laying on the floor. Ms. Jane followed her eyes and saw the boy splayed across the floor, his head up watching us. She kissed me again this time softly before she stood and taking Ms. Dianne's hand began to walk into one of the attaching rooms. When they got to the door she turned to me, "Amber, Brian's yours tonight. Have fun." My mouth opened and closed several times as I tried to find some words, any words before I finally just blurted out, "What am I supposed to do with him?!" Play Date Ch. 03 "What am I supposed to do with him?!" The lock clicked as the door closed and I was left in the room with just Brian, sprawled across the floor. His chin shining where Ms. Jane's delicious juices had dripped onto him, I couldn't see his face through the large dildo that was strapped to his chin but I could see everything else. His hands were cuffed above his head to the leg of one of the large wooden cabinets. Being restrained didn't seem to bother him much almost as if he spent a large chunk of his time chained to walls or shackled across tables, I could sympathize with that. Really not knowing what to do I just stayed laying on my stomach across the couch, wearing nothing but the Pink leather collar that marked me as Ms. Jane's. I watched Brian breathe, his muscular chest swelling with each breath just to flatten back out into lean muscle when he exhaled. I could feel myself start to tighten between my legs as I watched him lightly flex his arms and my eyes made their way down his flat stomach and stopped at his completely erect cock. Out of the four of us he was the one that had yet to receive any direct sexual attention. Was I supposed to give him that attention? Did I even want too? Would I get in trouble if I didn't? I knew the answer to only one of those questions, yes; I did want to touch him. I wanted to run my hands over his shoulders and down his chest. I wanted to lay kisses over that flat stomach and leave small bite marks around his nipples. I wanted to know the taste of his skin. The smell of that beautiful shoulder length hair, I wanted to feel his heart beat. By the time he turned his head and looked at me with those deeply trusting blue eye's I had already made my decision. I couldn't help but look him straight in those eye's as I stood up off of the couch, moving as graceful as I possibly could. I ran my hands through my hair trying to tame the long brown mess that had developed while I was playing with Ms. Dianne, Brian's mistress. I didn't bother trying to clothe myself; someone doesn't do what Brian and I do if you're not comfortable with your nudity. I could almost feel Brian's eye's moving up and down my body as I walked towards him, by the time I reached his side and dropped to my knees by his head his attention had focused on my slightly bruising breasts and the puffy swollen nipples that tipped them. Not a word was said as I ran my hand through that thick blonde hair, my fingers catching against his curls. I slid the dildo off of his chin and his lips softly kissed my hands as I lifted it over his face and off of his head completely. His face was delicate, almost bordering on pretty if it wasn't for the square jutting chin it would be almost feminine. I really couldn't decide if that chin saved his masculinity or ruined his beauty. My breasts hung over his face as I reached over him and removed the cuffs that bound his hands to the cabinet, dropping the cuffs to the floor I stayed leaning over him for a while longer, I was enjoying the attention that his lips and teeth were paying to my already sensitive nipples. Brian's hand found its way to the curve of my back, His fingers spreading out from the top of my buttocks to the tips of my hair. I was struggling to support my weight across him; his suckling seemed to be almost pulling my breast down into him, like he was attempting to devour me whole. It felt so good. I regretted it but I had to pull away before my knees buckled, Brian didn't want to let go, I could feels his teeth softly scrape against my nipple as I pulled off of him. His lips were red from the suction and I couldn't help but dip down and kiss him softly, the kiss was almost chaste, soft and delicate. I could smell my Mistress on his lips, that sweet but sharp smell and taste that only her body produced. I was tasting her juices on his lips. I couldn't help but running my tongue down his chin, tasting her on him, following the line of her juices down his jaw until my nose was right behind his ear and my mouth was above his pulse. I could feel his heart beating through his neck as I sucked down on that spot, my tongue sliding along his skin, tasting the saltiness of his sweat and smelling the vanilla scent of his hair and his sweat stained leather collar. As I lifted my face from his neck I saw that I left a large hickey on his throat right above his collar, lying on the floor on my side he turned himself so that we were facing each other. We both reached up and brushed each other's hair out of our faces at the same time, my hand snaking beneath his as I pushed his hair behind his ear and he did the same to mine. There was almost a mischievous spark in his eye as he finally spoke, "There are plenty of toys here." "You should see in the cabinets." I whispered into his ear as I softly kissed the lobe. "Do you have any ideas?" He almost purred out as I ran my finger over his nipple admiring how the light brown of my hand was offset by the paleness of his chest. "I'm open to suggestions." "No Amber, Ms. Dianne said that I was yours." Brian pushed me away softly, "That means that I'm serving you tonight." That put a smile across my face as I realized that his purely masculine creature was just for me tonight, I could do or have done whatever I liked, whatever I craved. I ran my fingers lightly across his side, feeling the firmness of his abdomen and down his thigh's, the poor boy actually shuddered in pleasure. Is this how Ms. Jane feels when she looks at me, when she touches and teases me, does she get the same thrills from caressing my body as I was having at the light touches that I was teasing Brian with? I had the sudden urge to run my hand through his hair, so I did, I then wanted to suckle on his nipple and I did that too. Brian moaned in pleasure as I kissed at his nipple, placing a small suction around his areola as I lathed the edge of my tongue across the hardness of the nipple. Softly biting his firm nipple with my teeth, feeling him shake and shudder I bit down even harder as I pushed against his body forcing him down on his back as I followed him almost riding him to the floor and ending up laying over him. I could feel the fullness of his cock as it pressed against my body, stretched from the top of my pubic mound to my belly button. His groans grew louder as I pulled at his nipple with my teeth and ground his cock in between us making motions with my stomach and hips like a belly dancer. Wrapping my hand around his throat I could feel his pulse pounding through my thumb as I used my other hand to flick at his nipple with my nails, my nails aren't long, my Mistress makes me keep them short for the obvious reasons, but they are there and they were digging into his nipples as I squeezed and twisted. I continued to grind against his hardness, his need, his breathing was becoming shallow I knew that he wouldn't last much longer. The only sound in the room was Brian's ragged breathing as I finally released his nipple from my teeth and ran my tongue down the lines of the clearly defined muscles on his chest. Sliding my body down his, I squeezed my breasts together with my arms as the head of his cock was forced into the valley of my chest. I pushed them tighter together as I continued down, when his head finally came out the top of my cleavage I leaned my head over and gave it a chaste kiss right on his slit, my lips glistening with his pre-cum. His moaning increased as I continued to fuck his cock in and out of my cleavage. "Oh Amber..." He was shaking as he was trying to force out the words. "I'm going to Cum." Oh, how I wanted for him to cum right there with his cock between my tits. It had been nearly three years since I had even been with a boy and I forgot how nice a man felt, the hardness of their bodies and the need in their eyes. You hardly ever saw that in the eyes of a woman, the way a man looks at you when he wants to cum, when he thinks that he needs to cum. I raised myself up away from his body, his pre-cum was shining from where it leaked all along my cleavage. I stood above him; his eyes were glued to mine as I grabbed him by the hair and yanked him to his feet. "You can't cum yet." It came out almost in a purr, softly and more authoritative then my voice has ever really been, "You're mine tonight remember? And I haven't had my fun yet." He bit down on his lower lip, I know he was trying to hide a smile; he was enjoying this as much as me or possibly even more. "Bend over Brian," I slapped him on the butt as I whispered into his ear, "I want to see that pretty little ass." "Yes Miss." He said softly. His obedience making me wet, as he bent over at his waist his knees straight and his legs spread. He was in the exact same position that Ms. Dianne had me in earlier in the evening, presenting himself to me so prettily. There were goose bumps running up and down his legs and arms as I ran both hands over the muscular globes of his ass, kneading them in my hands, spreading them apart to show his tight little hole. I tickled the soft flesh between his anus and balls causing him to shudder and shake at the sensation and a soft whimper escaped his lips as I ran my thumb over the skin of his asshole. "Does Ms. Dianne play with your ass a lot?" I asked as I slipped the tip of my thumb into his hole, edging the nail against his anal ring and flicking up causing him to jump at the sensation. "Don't bother answering," I nearly broke out in a fit of giggles, "Your greedy little ass almost sucked my finger in whole! You are very well used aren't you?" His ears turned a deep almost purplish shade of red at my teasing, and the poor boy was practically shaking from head to toe. Giving him a quick smack on the ass before I pushed the thumb back into him, "Well, are you going to answer?" He jumped at the stinging slap before he yelped out, "Yes Miss! Ms. Dianne makes use of her pet's ass!" "Her pet, Is that what you are to her, a simple pet? Does she put a puppy dog tail on you and adorn you with ribbons like the good little show puppy that you are?" Once again I found myself biting back a giggle, trying not to lose the momentum of the conversation, being a top is hard work. "Do you drink out of a bowl and fetch her slippers for her in the morning?" He was so red now that he was shaking, I didn't know if it was from the teasing or the fact that I was working my thumb in and out of him slowly stretching his sphincter. "Miss, when my Mistress wishes so I will do those things." He was quivering as he spoke and goose bumps were showing up and down his back as I gently teased the nerves around his anal ring. "Bark for me then puppy dog." Damn it this was fun! "Woof! WOOF!" I pulled my finger out his greedy little whole and wiped it across his back before stepping away from him and admiring his body, this experience had me so wet you would think I hadn't cum in weeks. His dick was still swinging stiff between his legs and his knees were starting to shake a little from having to hold the same position but he continued to bark very loudly for me. For me, and I loved it. "Get down on your knees like a good little puppy dog Brian." He slowly dropped down to his hand and knees, his ass up waving in the air as he dropped his face nearly to the floor turning slightly and nudging at my bare feet with his nose. A slight smile appeared on my face as he gently kissed my toes and his tongue slid across my bright pink painted toenails. Turning away from him I felt his attention shift to the back of my calves and slowly up to the pit of my knees where he kissed me softly before suckling at that most pleasurable place, it took an extraordinary amount of will power to walk away from him and to the other side of the room. Sitting down on the couch where me and Ms. Dianne had been I motioned for him to crawl to me with the crook of one finger and he did, racing across the carpeted floor gracefully like he was made to be on all fours before he stopped directly in front of me. His eye's, oh how beautiful his eyes were as they watched me take one hand and begin to run circles around my nipples teasing them before I pinched them each eliciting a soft moan from myself before that same hand snaked its way down my stomach and to my dripping pussy. Oh how that doggy watched my pussy as I slid two fingers into it and opened up the folds showing the glistening juices within, I could smell myself and I knew he could smell me as I reached over to him with that same hand and held my fingers to his mouth like you would a strange dog trying to let them get your scent so that they would trust you. He smelled my fingers, breathing in the deep muskiness of me before he lapped at them with his tongue, pulling them into his mouth and gently sucking the juices from them before laying soft kisses up and down my hand. Slowly I pulled the hand back to me and he followed it, accepting my invitation as I laid my fingers across my pussy and he continued to lick at them. Softly I rubbed at my lips with the flat of my hand just teasing myself and him as he kissed the fingers right above it, blocking him from me and what he truly wanted to taste. Looking up at me with those eyes, he was practically begging me with them. His tongue began to trace the valleys between the fingers as I slowly spread them apart and I instantly began to shudder as the heat of his breath surrounded my swollen lips. You could tell that he had plenty of experience at this particular task, his tongue and lips were well schooled as he at first almost completely ignored my pussy, focusing on my inner thighs and laying kisses just to the side of where I really wanted him. I groaned as he bumped my swollen clitty with the tip of his nose and when he wetly licked just to the side of my fold and blew cold air over it he sent shivers down my spine forcing me to clamp down on the sides of his head with my thighs and pull him face first to where I really needed him. Foreplay is hot but sometimes a girl just needs a little direct sensation. Immediately his tongue darted sideways into me and he slowly pulled it out, sucking my pussy lip into his mouth where he lightly nibbled and teased it before sliding his tongue back in and grazing my g spot, sending shivers up and down my body and causing me to clamp down on him even harder as I threw my legs over his shoulders and across his back. He continued to lick and suck at my lips occasionally pushing in to fill me with his tongue while nudging my clit with his nose leaving his hands down on the floor to support him. I found myself twisting and pulling at one of my nipples while also running my hands through his long blonde hair, just the contrast of it rubbing against the small tuft of my dark brown pubic hair turned me on even more. "Look at you, you're such a good little pussy lapper." I told him, quoting the line word for word from Ms. Jane. "I think I'm going to give you such a treat tonight, do you know what it is?" Just as I finished my question he snaked his tongue up to my clit and circled it quickly before pulling it into his mouth and lightly sucking it like it was a little cock, nearly instantly sending me into an orgasm but before I broke I released his head from between my thighs and pushed him away with my feet. His eyes looking at me with a mix of fear and curiosity as I stood, fighting my knees the entire way. Closing my eyes again I tried to find my center and control my need, my own personal hunger for release as I imagined lying on the bank of a lake in the noon time sun almost feeling the heat radiate across my skin as I fought my mind, fought my body for control. Finally I was able to continue, "I'm going to do something that I know you're very familiar with and hell so am I but this is going to be a new dynamic for me," I smiled as the curious look in those blue eyes increased and every thought that he was having was flashing across his face, surprisingly I was able to read him like a book able to feel his need and know almost on instinct what he was thinking and feeling, I don't know if it was because I had been in the same position he's in hundreds of times or if it was because I was the one steering our encounter. "I'm going to lay you down on your back and then fuck your tight little ass." He was fighting a losing battle as he tried to hide his smile and honestly so was I, in fact to admit it fully I nearly broke out into a giggle as I told him to go to the cabinet and fetch a harness and cock of his choosing. I stood tall in the middle of the room as he returned with the harness and kneeled in front of me to attach it to my body, quickly fastening the straps and correctly fitting it to my waist and thighs before brushing his hands down my legs and then attaching the cock to the front, politely checking to be sure that the blunt portion of it would push against my clit so that I would get some physical pleasure from the device as well. I almost glowed as he reverently and chastely kissed the head of my rubber phallus before he squirted a bit of lube on the tip and stroked up and down it coating it fully. Kneeling in front of me Brian waited expectantly as I removed one of the cushions from the couch dropped it on the floor and motioned for him to lie down, propping his lower back on top of the cushion, lifting his ass up off the ground to give me free access. Dropping myself to my knees in front of him I took his cock in my hand and stroked him softly before laying it flat on his stomach and crawling up his body. I kissed my way up his flat stomach, making sure to breathe hot air across his full cock, before I laid my weight on it, sucking on his nipples, leaving light love bites around his well developed chest. "Fuck him already!" We both nearly jumped out of our skins as we heard Ms. Dianne shouting encouragement from the doorway of the room that they had went into for privacy. Looking up I saw a vision that if I hadn't already been wet and dripping would have quickly had me there. My Mistress Ms. Jane was standing in the doorway, completely nude not even her stockings on any more, Ms. Dianne behind her had one arm wrapped around her waist while the other was hand was down between her legs with two fingers disappearing inside of her. Ms. Dianne's head just resting on my Mistress's shoulder watching us with lust in her eyes. Ms. Jane looked up at her laughing, "Shhh! We didn't want to let them know that we were watching." They both broke out into giggles before my Mistress began to moan as Ms. Dianne rubbed her clit with her thumb and wormed her fingers around inside of her. Ms. Jane nodded at me as if telling me to continue as I lifted myself off of Brian's body and reaching between us I led the tip of the dildo to his tight little asshole, lightly applying pressure before it just slid right into his well used ass. You could hear light clapping from my Mistress as I lifted his legs onto my shoulders and slowly slid the cock all the way into him, Brian's eyes were on mine the entire time as I took his dick in my hand and gently began to stroke it at the same pace that I was riding him in. Brian was groaning as I increased the speed of my hips, almost pounding his ass for three or four strokes before stopping and grinding the dildo into him and against my clit before starting to fuck into him again. I kept the same pattern while all the while stroking and pulling on his cock while listening to the groans of our watching Mistress's. Daring to glance behind me I could see Ms. Jane laying on the floor watching as Ms. Dianne was lying between her legs worshipping her sex as if she had visited it a million times. Returning my focus to Brian I yanked on his cock as I altered the motions of my hips, now instead of just moving in and out like the piston of a car I started to move my hips in an oval type shape, lifting up at the top of his anal ring in the in stroke while pulling downward against the bottom as I exited. His eyes began to roll as he groaned out in the pleasure that my hitting of his nerve clusters was causing. My knees were beginning to shake as I was coming closer and closer to coming as well, our groans starting to rise and fall together as our appreciative watched while indulging in their own pleasurable play.