0 comments/ 16582 views/ 0 favorites The Three of Us Ch. 01 By: RachPalm Soon, it will be dark. Soon, it will be night. That is when I can go to my bed, and lay my head on my pillow.... It starts....my mind begins to wander to places I dare only to dream of. This is where I allow myself the pleasure of thinking, and dreaming, and wishing, and hoping that one day my most secret fantasy will come true. A fantasy I have kept hidden for such a long, very long time. My dreams begin, and my breathing becomes heavier with each minute that passes as I dream more and more. My body becomes alive, and tingles with anticipation. I know there is no one there to touch me, except me......and I know that I will touch myself....soon. We are standing in a club, a very crowded club. But not an ordinary club, this is a dwelling for those like us that live our lives to the fullest. This is a club where men, and women come together to celebrate the total exchange of power. Tonight, the club is crowded with many warm bodies, but the only bodies that I am concerned with are the two that I stand between. I am having a conversation with a very tall brunette with a marvelous voice. My senses are tingling with the sound of her, and the sight of her, and the smell of her....only wishing to know the taste of her, all of her. Her mouth, her breasts, her shaved pussy. Everyone in the club is touching...some way or another because of the enormous amount of people trying to touch as many other people as possible. So, it is of no surprise to me that the man that we are with is standing so close behind me that there is scarcely enough room for air to exist. So close that I can feel the heat from his body warming mine through my clothes. As I continue to talk with the brunette beauty, the man, with no warning to me at all, reaches around and begins to unbutton the black, sheer shirt that I am wearing. This surprises no one around us, for in this club, sexual acts, and nudity are not a rare occurrence, no one except for me. There is no where for me to go because of the crowd, and because his arms are wrapped around me, holding me in place as he does what he wishes. I look into the eyes of the brunette beauty, and she just smiles at me with a soft curve of her lips that I desperately wish to kiss. As if reading my mind, the man leans down and whispers in my ear "little one, do you wish to kiss my slut?" My eyes never left those of the beauty with the exception of closing them for a moment and breathing a deep breath only to hold it. With the sound of his voice, and his breath in my ear....combined with the amazing question, all I can do is nod "yes". With that, she leans down and kisses me. What an amazing kiss she gives me. Finally, I can taste her mouth, taste her kisses. What a delicious kiss she has. "That is enough for now, Diane" he says with his voice booming over my head. "I want her to enjoy this for as long as possible." "Yes, Master" was her sweet reply. As she moves away from me, I see her licking her lips, and smiling wickedly at me, which only causes me to become more aroused. I had almost forgotten that my shirt was unbuttoned until I felt his rough, yet soft, vast hand move with ease into my bra as if there was not one there at all. I look down and see something that causes me to become so aroused that it is hard for me to stand upright. I lean slightly back into this mans arms and prop against his warm body for steadiness. I am finding it harder to breathe normally....in fact my chest is heaving and pushing my breast against his large hand even more. He finds my nipple, and slightly pinches it, and twists it, and pulls it. At this point, I know that I am so wet. I am hoping that they don’t find out just how wet I really am from all of this....all of this kissing, and touching. He leans down to my ear again, and I can feel his breath in my ear. "Do you remember me asking you not to wear any panties?" I just nod my head "yes" against his chest. "Good. I want you to prop your foot up on the rung of that barstool to your right." I don’t have the mind to ask why because of his assault on my breasts...by this time, he has moved on to the other one. And with that he kisses my neck before he looks to his slut and tells her "I want you to find out how wet she is, touch just the outside of her pussy, then tell me what you find." "yes, Sir." She no more than spoke the words and her hand was under my short, black skirt touching, just as she was ordered, the outside of my pussy. With his hand on my breast, and her hand on my pussy, I was getting wetter by the moment, and I could tell from the wicked grin on her face that she could too. "Master, she is extremely aroused, very wet Sir." "Good. Now, I want you to slide two fingers inside her, and then let me see your fingers." "Yes, Sir." With that, she immediately slid two fingers inside me with ease. I thought I would have an orgasm at the feel of her fingers, but before I could think about it, she withdrew her fingers. She brought them up and showed them to her Master, and me. I could see just how wet I was. "Do you wish to taste her, Diane?" "Yes, Master, please" "You may." She put her two fingers in her mouth and licked, and sucked them clean. And when she was done, she licked her lips, and again smiled at me. God, how I loved her smile. He again leans down and speaks in my ear "kiss my slut, and taste your own pussy in her mouth. Taste how wet you are for us." I do not hesitate, I reach up and kiss her deeply, sticking my tongue in and out of her mouth, tasting all that I can.......I taste good in her mouth. While I am still kissing the beauty, the man reaches down and slides his two fingers inside me. I nearly jump from the feeling of it. "Hold her tight, Diane." She wrapped her arms around me tightly, as did he with his free arm. I was immobile between them. "Continue kissing her. I don’t want the entire club to hear her cum." Hearing him talk that way about me, and to me was almost more than I could bare, but his fingers were buried so deep inside me that I could not think of anything else...just his fingers, and her mouth. He kept on with pushing his fingers in and out of me, that I lost track of how long, and how fast, and how many fingers he was using. All the while, her mouth never left mine. Somehow he found my clit, and did something to it, I don’t know what he was doing, and I didn’t care, it just felt so good. He could feel me getting wetter by the second, and felt my muscles tensing around his fingers, and he knew I was ready to cum. No to mention my moans that were covered by her sweet lips, and the shaking in my body were a dead give away. "Are you ready to cum Claire?" I could not answer him, but he knew. "I want you to cum Claire, cum on my fingers." With that, an orgasm raced through my body. I could not do anything but just shake, and scream into her mouth. Just as I climaxed, she pinched one nipple, and somehow he found the other. Another orgasm hit me, and neither one of them stopped what they were doing. Finally a third hit my body and I couldn’t take anymore. I was so weak from the orgasms that I just started to lean back, thank goodness he had the foresight to have his slut hold me tight. When he stood back upright, he brought his hand up to my face so I could see it covered in my cum. What a beautiful sight. He took his hand and rubbed my cum all over my chest, and in my hair.....he wanted me to smell like sex, and I loved that. He turned me around to face him, and then he kissed me. For the first time, he kissed me. I had been waiting for that for some time, and I loved how that felt, it was just as I imagined it would be. He broke the kiss and said "turn around, get down on your knees, you are going to make Diane cum with your tongue." I had no reason to protest. I had wanted to taste her for a while. And now, I will get my chance. I knelt in front of the beauty as she sat back on a stool to steady herself. She raised her skirt, and I ducked underneath. I felt the man's feet on either side of me, knowing he was standing close to her, to do something, I didn’t know what, and I didn’t care. I was right where I wanted to be. I could smell her, and I was about to taste her. I put one hand on each of her thighs and spread them apart, then I moved my face in closer to her. Her smell was amazing, and I knew she tasted better. I spread her lips apart and found her clit with my tongue. I was right, she tasted marvelous. I would compare her taste to that of sugar on my lips. I continued licking her clit, over and over, up and down, around and around. I slid one finger into her sweet pussy and found the right spot, and it drove her crazy. She started bucking her hips onto my face, and I knew that she was ready to cum. Then, I heard the words from her Master "Cum, My sweet slut", and she came at his command all over my face. I was so happy. When I managed to stand again, she kissed me immediately with intense passion. He broke our kiss, then planted small kisses all over my face, and licked her cum from me at the same time. Then the three of us stood close to each other, holding each other, and kissing. Realizing that the man was the only one that had not been pleased, the beautiful blonde and I looked at each other with coy little grins, and we took him by the hand and led him from the club. The Three of Us Ch. 02 The Brunette beauty and I took her Master's hands, one for each of us, and we led him from the crowded club. We arrived at his car, and he instructed us to ride in the backseat, we just smiled at each other and obeyed. Once we were situated in the car, he turned around and looked at us. We must have looked beautiful to him. Two eager women, desperate to please each other, and please him. He spoke with a resounding voice and instructed us to kiss, and touch each other's bodies all over while he was driving back to their home. "I want to hear a lot of moans coming from this backseat, am I understood?" "Yes, Master" the beauty replied without hesitation. She immediately turned her head towards me, and of course I was already smiling at her. "Aren't you going to answer my Master?" she asked me with a wicked smile on her face. I looked at her, then to her Master, then back to her. I wasn't quite sure what to say, and as if he were reading my mind, he said looking straight into my eyes, "She will reply properly in due time, Diane." "Yes, Master." "Now, obey me, Diane." Without another word, she took my face in her hands and began kissing me with intense passion. More than how she kissed me in the club. Oh, God, I love this. I could not help myself but to kiss her back, my....her mouth tastes wonderful. Her tongue feels wonderful caressing mine. Her lips feel wonderful pressed to mine. This beauty wasted no time slipping her hand between my legs. She broke her kiss long enough to say "Open your legs wider precious." Instinctively I obeyed her, and spread my legs further apart. She slipped two fingers inside me quite easily because I was still wet from the man having his fingers inside me, making me cum earlier. "Master, she is still wet from our touch earlier." "Good, keep her that way, it will be useful later." "Yes, my Master." She continued kissing me, and pushing her fingers in and out of me at the same time. I could not believe it, I was about to cum again. "Master, she is ready to cum for us." "She must have my permission first." "Yes, Master." "You heard him precious, do you want another orgasm?" "Oh God YES....." I said through panted breath. "Then you must ask his permission. Ask him if you can cum on my fingers." She never stopped her manipulations on my body, I had no choice, I had to cum, she just wouldn't stop. In a very shy, small voice I asked her Master "May I cum?" I know he barely heard me, but as I glanced in the mirror, I could see a slow smile cross his face. I knew he was pleased. "Yes, precious, you may cum." His voice, and her fingers and the kissing was just too much. I came so hard laying there in her arms, it is a good thing she was holding me, or I would have slid right out of the seat. After my orgasm subsided, she held me close until we reached our destination. When we arrived at their home, he escorted both of us into the house, and straight to what I thought would be a spare bedroom, but it was a dungeon. I was not afraid, I knew I would not be hurt by them, but it was intimidating to me. I walked around and looked at the array of floggers, paddles, restraints, crops, and whips that adorned the wall in this room. This was a rather large room, and from the looks of it, I thought maybe it was originally the master suite for the house. I continued to look around the room and noticed a king size bed with restraints attached to the head and foot boards. These restraints were black leather cuffs with chains attaching them to the bed. These chains had a device on them that allowed for a tight stretching effect to the person restrained, or plenty of slack for mobility. I got very wet at the thought of being restrained to the bed, but then again, I was already wet. As I looked around the room further, I saw various instruments of punishment, and pleasure. But, what I saw next, stopped me dead in my tracks. On a wall in front of me were two collars. One was white leather with a diamond clustered flower embedded in it. I knew that one was for the Brunette beauty that I was incredibly fond of. But, the other one was black, brushed suede with a small pendant on it. I could clearly read what was written in the heart shaped pendant. It was "precious". I knew that one was for me. This was more than what I expected....I was shocked into stillness. I felt a brush of his shoulder as he passed me not saying one word, and took the white collar from its place on the wall, and he turned to Diane, she was already on her knees bowing before him. He held the collar out to her lips and she kissed it. Then he placed the collar on her neck where it belonged, and was quite beautiful. She remained on her knees, with her eyes downcast, not daring to speak a word. By this time, my mouth had fallen open slightly at what I saw. I knew she had undying devotion to this man, and I yearned to feel that for someone. The man walked past me back to the wall and carefully, almost ceremoniously took the black collar off the wall and turned toward me. I stood fixed in my place, completely unable to move. He stopped in front of me and began to speak to me in an incredible voice that just melted me. "This is your scening collar that I had made for you. This means that while you wear this collar you are mine, and mine alone. My slave will have access to you, but only under my direction. You will not be harmed to the point of permanent marks. You will have bruises or whelps from the floggings or paddling that I will administer to you. You will obey me without question. You will endure what I administer without complaint. You will crave my touch, and if I permit it, you will beg for more. You will have two safe words, one will simply mean "slow down please". The other is "Stop the scene." Your first safe word is Yellow for slow down, and the last is Red for Stop, two words that will be easy to remember. If you use 'Red', the scene, as far as you are concerned, will be stopped and you will be remanded to a stool in the corner for the duration of the time with my slut. Anything you need physically, you will ask me for it. You may speak with my slave only during "breaks" and when I instruct it. While you wear this collar, I am your Master, but when you take it off, I will be to you as I am now. Do you understand everything that I have said?" "Yes," I reply with a rather weakened voice. "When I place this collar on your neck, you will respond to me properly or be punished for it. Also, I will not tolerate any Sassy remarks or tones. Do you have any questions for me?" "Ummmmm" I was trying hard to think, but my mind had just drawn a blank. As if he knew what I was thinking, or trying to think, he said "If you think of any questions, you may ask me during our Breaks. There will be up to four during this session. At that time you may speak to me, or my slave. You may relieve yourself, and you may have some water to drink. I would suggest you drink plenty of water, I will take a lot out of you." After a long pause, and looking into my eyes, he asked "How do you feel about all of this?" "I don't know. This is something that I have thought about for a long time, but now that the time has come, I'm just so nervous. I.......I.....I.....I don't want you to see me naked. My body is far from perfect." I cast my eyes down at that admittance to him. He took my face in his hands and raised my eyes to meet his. It felt so good to have his vast hands on my face. I just closed my eyes and concentrated on the heat coming from his hands, soaking into my face. "You have nothing to worry about. I find your body attractive, and I want to see all of it. Do you remember those pictures you sent us a while back?" I nodded my head 'yes'. "I told you then that I wanted to see more, didn't I?" Again, I nodded 'yes'. "Then do not worry about that precious." I tried so hard, but one tear rolled down my cheek, then one on the other. I tried to wipe them away, but he stopped me, and leaned in and kissed them away. "Now, are you ready for my collar to be on your neck for this time with us?" "May I speak with Diane first?" I asked. "Yes." I walked over to her, and knelt before her, taking her hands in mine. "I will not do this if it will hurt you in any way. I love you." She looked up at me and started to speak, but caught herself. She quickly looked over to her Master, and he knew what she wanted. "You may speak freely, my Love." She looked back to me and smiled. "I love you, too. Wear my Master's collar for this time with us, share this with us, become even more of a part of us. Do not fear of hurting me, I would be proud if your wore his collar upon your neck, and became my Sister for this night." Again she looked to him, and he smiled and nodded to her. She placed her hands on my face and kissed me. This was not an ordinary kiss, this kiss told me that she truly loved me, and that I had nothing to fear. I felt her heart in this kiss. He walked over and held his hand out for me to take it. I did, and he helped me up. "W/we love you, precious, and W/we will not hurt you, ever." "Are you ready for this collar?" I bowed my head, and replied. "Yes, Sir." Then under my breath, I said "You do not know how long I have waited to say Sir to you, and mean it." "Yes, I do." He said in a soft voice. "Yes, I do." "Kneel before me precious." I obeyed him and got on my knees in front of him. He held my beautiful collar out to my lips and I kissed it. He placed it upon my neck. As he did so, I knew he could feel me shaking violently from sheer nervousness and excitement. As he was drawing his hands from behind my neck, he rubbed his fingertips over the collar and my neck. I just drew in a sharp breath and quivered. I never thought I would react this way to his, or any man's touch. The Three of Us Ch. 03 "Calm yourself precious." "Yes, Sir." "From this moment until the time you remove this collar, you will address me as Sir, or Master. For this time I am your Master. Am I understood?" He asked with such authority in his voice that it made me quiver. "Yes, Sir." "Stand up." I did so without delay. "Spread your legs." Again, I obeyed. He promptly put his fingers inside me. "Diane, come steady her." Before I knew it, she was behind me holding me in her warm arms. He began vigorously thrusting his fingers in and out of me, then he put his thumb on my clit. This was driving me insane. I was getting wetter and wetter by the second. He slid two more fingers inside me. My head was thrown back on her shoulder and she had reached up and found one of my nipples and pinched it HARD. Hard enough to make me whimper. He continued until I thought I could not take anymore. "Would you like to cum precious?" "Yes, Sir, please may I cum?" "No.", and he withdrew his fingers promptly. I was left standing there with fluids running down my legs, panting like a dog. I think he rather enjoyed this. "Diane, take her to the cross, and restrain her to it." "Yes, My Master." She lead me to the St. Andrews Cross that was standing in the corner. She first cuffed my wrists, then my ankles. The restraints were pulled tight, and I was left there. Behind this cross was a floor length mirror, so I could see everything that was going on behind me, and I could see myself tied to the cross.....I could see the collar he placed upon my neck, this all in itself was erotic. I watched as The Master brought Diane close to him, and kissed her deeply and passionately. I could tell that he loved her very much. I lowered my eyes and felt a slight pang in my chest. I knew I had not found a love like that, and my heart ached for it. I rested my head on the side of the cross for what seemed like a long time. All the while I was taking myself deep into the feelings I was having, only to be "awakened" by the feel of leather on my back. I opened my eyes to see The Master standing behind me, brushing the heavy flogger against my back. He took a pair of scissors and cut the shirt off of me. Then he cut my bra off. There I stood, only in my skirt and my shirt and bra just hanging on me as much as they could without any support. My back was completely are to him. I saw his reflection in the mirror, and I saw a slow smile cross his face as he moved toward me. He lifted my skirt slightly, and again placed a finger inside me. "You stay wet all the time, don't you precious?" "Yes, Sir." Again, at the show of respect to him, I just closed my eyes and drew in a deep breath and the excitement of it, and I know he found his fingers getting wetter. "Diane, bring me the blindfold." She promptly obeyed her Master. He placed it over my eyes, and again left me for what seemed like a long time. The room was exceptionally quiet except for a few sounds here and there. Suddenly I heard a loud "WHACK", and a moan. Again, and again I heard this. I finally realized that he was spanking her with a paddle. She never let out a cry, only moans, lots of deep throaty moans. He must have given her about 30 or 40 licks. I don't know exactly, I lost count. Then there was the silence again. Without any warning, I felt something sharp on my back, but it wasn't like a knife. Who ever it was, was scraping something down my back, over and over. It felt like the stiff bristles on a hairbrush. It turns out, that's exactly what it was. Later I found out why he was doing that. It brought the blood to the surface of the skin on my back and made it more sensitive to any touch. He then ran his fingertips over my back, and it felt like it was on fire. Next, he removed my blindfold. "I want you to see what's coming." He said with a wicked smile on his face. He stood back from me a good 5 foot, and drew back a very heavy, very large flogger. The tethers on his flogger had to be at least 4 foot long. He drew the flogger back and up, and before I knew what was happening, it landed on my upper back. Each tether kissed my flesh and caressed its way all the way down my back. Again, he drew the flogger back, and again it kissed me....over and over he commanded that flogger to make love to my flesh. I pulled and tugged at my restraints, but they never let me go. They held me tight against that cross. I never let out a cry, I just melted into the licks and kisses of his flogger. At this point, I did not know where pain turned into pleasure, and I did not know the beginning from the end. I was leaning against the cross, and again resting my head on it when I heard his resounding voice saying "Precious". I slowly roused around, then I realized that I was being taken down from the cross. The brunette beauty was releasing the restraints, and he was holding me. "Look Master at how red her back is, its the color of a beautiful rose." "Then we shall call her Precious Rose from now on" He said with a chuckle, but, I love the name, and smiled to myself. "I am so proud of you." She said with a sweet smile. "Master, may I attend to her?" "Yes, Diane, you may." "Thank you, Sir." The beauty helped me walk over to the bed and she took the rest of my shirt and bra off. I stood there in front of her with nothing on except my skirt. Then she helped me lay down on my stomach. She took a cool cloth and placed it on a portion of my back, and rubbed her fingers across the rest. My skin was so sensitive that I could feel the heat from her fingertips. "Would you like a drink of water, precious?" "Yes, please." She brought me back a glass of ice water to drink. I raised up and had a sip, then laid back down. I was so weak from the flogging that I could only raise up for a second or two at the time. "Ten more minutes for break time." We heard him say. "I must attend to something." She said, and then she was gone for the rest of the break. I had actually fallen asleep during those last few minutes, and when I woke up, I found myself laying on my sore back, restrained to the bed. "The break is over." I heard him say.