Page 89 of Bound By Brielle (Crave & Cure Productions)

Oh Jesus Christ. I look at Brielle whose face is twisted up in ecstasy, though she doesn't dare touch herself. Just watching seems to be foreplay enough.

But as I’m nearing the finish line—hey, the plug all day did it—he’s plunging into Brielle, and I’m eating up all of her moans and sighs, scooping them up with both hands, licking my palms to get every single crumb they give me as I watch. Watch and wait for my turn.

Over and over, he moves between each of us, fucking us for what feels like the next hour. I don’t know how long it actually is, because when I’m with them like this, I’m not really sure of anything.

Except, of course,I need to fucking come.

And when he slides into me again, he gives me permission.Finally. “You’ve earned it,” he says. My back softens, I drop my forehead to the ground and press my ass into the cage, the metal bars sending a raw ache through my hips, then he gives it to me deep. Pounding into me, shaking the pen around us, he fucks me over and over until I’m gasping and coming. Heat splashes my elbows and chin and even after he pulls out of me, sliding into Brielle, I continue to cum, painting the floor beneath me as I grab at the metal cage to brace myself.

Brielle lurches forward, moaning in rippling waves, seemingly suffocating on her own gasps as she comes. God I love the way she sounds when she comes. Its breathy and sexy and… fuck. And she’s rolling her forehead on the ground over her hands when he commands us out.

“Now, out.” The pen door slams open as we crawl out. He grabs our collars and jerks us to our knees, both of us grasping at his naked hips to steady ourselves. “Open,” he growls and just as I’m tipping my head back, heat streaks over my open mouth, Aug’s orgasm settling onto my tongue.

He growls through his release, splitting it between the two of us, giving both of his pups his reward. And when he’s emptied himself the way he needed, the way he used us to do, he tells us to kiss, and then lick each other’s faces clean. It’s fucking hot and exactly what I needed after being plugged all day.

We shower, and Aug makes popcorn and brings three cans of La Croix to bed, where Brielle and I are arguing over what to watch when he comes back.

He sets the popcorn and drinks down on the nightstand and looks at me. “Got anything left in you? I was hoping you and I could show our pup how to service her Sirs, in a way she hasn’t yet.”

Brielle is already clambered out of the sheets, scrambling across the bed to get to her feet.

Beneath the sheet, my cock lifts. Aug’s muscled body flexes as he reaches down, opening the drawer. Hanging from his finger, he produces a strap-on, a thick, veiny cock protruding from the front, a slimmer, curved one on the inside of the harness. Double sided for all of our pleasure. “We are in control, make no mistake, but you’re going to pleasure us, to a T, at our commands. And you come when we say. Got it?”

She nods and I find myself at the edge of the bed with Aug, our mouths fused as we reach behind, stuffing ourselves with lube as Brielle gears up. Our lips peel apart as Aug breathes, “This is what you needed. And you’re so good at it. I’m sorry I couldn’t give it to you, you’re incredible in this role.” We share another kiss, and the unspoken subtext floats between us.

We’re both doms, but tonight, I’ll be the only one giving orders.

So I begin.

I order Brielle to slide into Aug’s ass, but only after she plays with him first. “Two fingers,” I command, holding his eyes as she works him open.

“Sir is ready,” I tell her, finding the heated need glazing his eyes. I kiss his lips again as she slides the cock inside, whimpering the entire time.

“No, sweet pup, you are pleasing your Sir right now. You will ignore the way that toy tickles your cunt and teases you, you will ignore it and please your Sir.”

I glance over my shoulder, sweat glowing on her forehead as she nods obediently. “Yes, Sir.”

I reach between his legs and pump his erection, so hot and hard that I slam my lips to his. I stroke as I command her to fuck him in time with my hand, perfectly in sync so his g-spot and cock are tested all at once.

His dark eyes twinkle as I stroke him, using his precum to slick his shaft. I can read his cock like a book, so he is able to be a silent Sir tonight. “Fuck him deeper, and hold yourself inside him there,” I command her, reaching further back to squeeze his heavy, hot sac. That elicits a groan from him, and I crash my mouth to his again.

“I’m all the way,” Brielle says, her voice wavering. I look back to find her trembling, one hand smoothing over the globe of Aug’s ass, the other groping her tit.

“Do not touch yourself,” I snap, and her hand falls away immediately. Good girl. “Please your Sirs then your Sirs will please you.”

She nods and I find Aug’s eyes again. I love seeing him bent over our bed, ass out, his ability to be dominant while being fucked is incredibly sexy. His chest puffs with a sharp inhale as I command her to move inside him again.

I pump his cock, precum coating my fist, and she saws in and out of him from behind.

“Fuck,” he grimaces after just mere minutes of taking the strap. He loves being fucked, my handsome man. “Pup,” he roars, rising, pushing the cock out of him. He turns around and reaches for my hand, and I know what he wants.

“No,” I tell him. “You, Sir, come second tonight.”

I look at Brielle. “Fuck me now, pet. Just as I say.”

Aug groans, and as Brielle slips the sticky dildo into my burning tight passage, I stare at his bobbing cock, slapping the dark hair on his belly as he carefully plays with himself.

“Fuck me fast, pet,” I tell her, knowing exactly what I want from this. I’ve seen it in my mind, with my hand wrapped around my cock, too many times. Aug reaches out, and my eyes fall closed when he reciprocates with his fist on my dick, pumping me as our pet fucks me deep.

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