I let her squirm for a couple of heartbeats before I said, “Come for me.”
She lasted three milliseconds, maybe four. Then her whole body stiffened. Her flat stomach tensed and showed the ridges of her abs, and she curled toward me. She didn’t make a sound for twenty or thirty seconds, until she lay back and breathed hard through her nose. I held still within her and waited for her to recover. She wasn’t overly sensitive or anything, but it felt rude to pound away while she was trying to catch her breath.
She eventually gave me a tired, happy smile. “Mmm, that was nice. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.”
“Do you want me to—?”
“Take your time,” I said. “I’m fine right where I am.”
“Thank you, sir.” She fanned herself with one hand until she cooled to the point where she could think again.
“Ready to go for a swim?” I said at last.
She frowned and started to say something before her eyes lit with understanding.
“Exactly,” I agreed. “It’s much cooler over there.”
“I can cool off and pleasure you at the same time. I’ll be a naughty little girl and swallow, I promise.” She thought of something else. “Or… do you want me to show you instead? You can come on my face,” she added helpfully.
“What do you want?”
“Whatever makes you happy, sir. Swallow, show, or facial?”
I pretended to think about it. “Swallow.”
“My pleasure, sir.”
Chapter 36
Kim and I went for a swim after she finished me off. She wasn’t a water nymph like Christy, but she enjoyed it with a girlish innocence that made me smile. We eventually toweled dry and headed inside, where I expected to find Christy and Carter relaxing in a bondage and discipline afterglow. I was wrong, but only about the relaxing part.
The clubhouse looked like an amateur sex dungeon. Carter’s bag lay empty in a chair, while its contents were neatly arranged on the table. He had a couple of paddles, a feather duster thing, a vibrator, dildos, and more. He’d left his soft black ropes tied to another table, but he and Christy had moved to the couch.
She knelt in front of it with her upper body on the cushions. She wore a blindfold, and her hands were cuffed behind her. She was still wearing ankle cuffs, but they weren’t attached to anything. Her ass was pink from abuse, and she was breathing hard, like she’d just come.
Carter knelt beside her and removed a vibrator from her pussy. She normally didn’t like them, but she didn’t have much choice this time. He turned it off and set it on the couch next to a small leather paddle. Then he glanced at us and read Kim’s expression.
“Well, you had fun.”
“Yes, sir.”
I nodded at Christy. “It looks like you still are.”
“Have a seat,” he said. “You’ll like this part.” He caressed Christy’s ass and said to her, “You don’t mind, do you, my dear?”
“No, sir.”
“You like it, don’t you? Having your boyfriend watch as another man makes you come?”
“Yes, sir. Very much.”
“She’s a good little sub,” he added to me. “Very responsive. She still has a lot to learn, but I can help with that.”
“Sounds good. In the meantime, don’t let us interrupt.”
He stood, and his dick was as hard as before. I couldn’t imagine having an erection for an hour without coming. I was fairly sure I’d done it before, but not by choice.
Different strokes, I reminded myself.
Plus an amazing amount of self-control, the little head added. You couldn’t do it.
Neither could you, I shot back.
He sighed. How many times do I have to say this? I’m you, dumbass.
Carter helped Christy stand as Kim and I walked around the couch and sat on the love seat. I put my arm around her.
“Play with my cock,” I told her quietly. “Suck it when it gets hard.”
“My pleasure, sir.”
Carter took a seat on the couch and guided Christy into position. She lay face down across his lap with her head facing us. He made sure she was comfortable before he spread her thighs and probed between them. She moaned as he slid his fingers into her.
Kim leaned into me, nuzzled my neck, and sighed. She began playing with my dick, and I slid my hand to her hip. I started to reach for her pussy, but she shook her head.
“I’m fine, sir. Just let me pleasure you.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, sir. I like making you happy.”
Christy whimpered as Carter finger-fucked her slowly. Then he used his right hand to swat one pink cheek. It was a love tap, but she gasped in surprise. He swatted the other cheek, and she went silent with one of her little orgasms. I didn’t think Carter realized what it was, but I did, and it was quicker than I’d ever seen her come.
He must have unleashed something deep inside her. I didn’t understand it, but she enjoyed the pain. I’d always had my doubts, though. They disappeared as I watched her respond to his attention. He continued finger-fucking her and spanked her again. He gave her several seconds to recover, but the next swat was a little harder, and her pleasure was entirely real.
Kim stroked my cock until I was completely hard. Then she knelt on the cushions and dutifully lowered her head to my lap. She wasn’t a natural like Christy, but I wasn’t about to complain. Besides, any woman with my dick in her mouth automatically qualified as “the best,” end of discussion.
I slid my left hand along her hip and teased her pussy from behind, and she didn’t stop me. Instead, she moaned around my cock. I rested my right hand on her head and used her ponytail to gently guide her movements. She moaned again and started playing with my balls.
Carter spent the next ten minutes slowly building up to the point where he was spanking Christy with real force. Her tan ass was the color of a sunburn, and she gasped each time his palm connected. She’d already had two more mini-orgasms, and she was building up to a major one. Carter definitely sensed that one, and he focused on her pleasure. Beads of perspiration appeared on his upper lip.
“Don’t come until I tell you,” he warned her.
She whined. “I can’t hold it.”
“You can, and you will.” He waited for her to nod. “Good. Now… beg for it.”
“Please, sir. Please make me come. I’ll do anything. Please. I can’t—”
“You’d better. Do you understand?”
“Yes, sir. Only— Unh!”
“What did I tell you?”
“N-not to come— until—” She whined desperately. “Until— you say so.”
“Don’t make me punish you.”
“No, sir.”
“Good girl.” He waited several heartbeats and then said, “Beg me.”
“Please, sir, permission to come? Please. I need it. I can’t— unh!”
“You may come,” he said at last.
Christy wasn’t trained like Kim, so she didn’t come immediately. But Carter kept fingering her, and a hard slap sent her over the edge. She cried out from the force of it, and her whole body stiffened. The tendons in her neck stood out as she strained and moaned through clenched teeth.
She finally collapsed and lay panting after what seemed like an eternity. Carter was breathing heavily too, and a drop of sweat fell from his nose. He used a corner of his towel to wipe his face and neck before he shot me a satisfied grin. He caught his breath for a moment before he nodded at Kim.
“Have you fucked her yet?”
“Yeah. But we thought we’d put on a show for round two.”
“I’d like that,” he said. “I can give Christy her reward at the same time.”
My eyebrows rose. “You mean… that wasn’t it? That was a pretty major orgasm.”
“You can say that again,” she said weakly. “Sir.”