I give into Jay, allowing him to take control. Someone lifts the fur away and then I’m standing in only the black lace lingerie.
“I like this. Is it new, amore mio?” Jay asks, sliding a strap off my shoulder and dragging his mouth against my soft skin.
I melt into him and then his mouth is on mine. He devours my lips, completely dominating me. His knuckles drag up my back and then his hand is around my neck. He’s kissing me harder. All I can think about is ripping his clothes off. I want so much more. I’ve been waiting all night to ride my birthday boy.
“Ehem,” Cecile clears her throat.
Jay pulls away, but I grab him by his shirt collar, pulling him back in for one more kiss.
“I thought you might like to know Ghost is awake and recharged. He’s all ready to be played with again.” She tosses me a knowing wink and I smile.
“Excellent. With playtime resuming, we are going to need some more privacy.” Jay leads me over to the adjacent chair from Ghost and pulls me onto his lap. His hand slides up my thigh gently, pulling it open and revealing everything to Ghost.
I lean back against his chest, my head falling perfectly onto his shoulder so I can whisper sweet nothings in his ear. “What are you doing, Daddy? Do you want Ghost to watch while you touch me?” I pur.
“Yes,” he moans in response, slipping his fingers beneath the lace panties and dragging them across my slick, wet pussy.
As he drags his fingers through my folds and swirls them around my clit, my breath catches. I have a better idea. “Daddy Jay, I have an even better idea—“ his finger dips inside of me and my head snaps back as he works me over.
“Cum for me. I want to feel you soak my fingers.” Jay groans.
Right on cue, I come all over his hand and then I push myself away from him and walk over to retrieve the finger from the coffee table where it still rests. I hold it up and smile at Jay as I waltz back to him. Once I’ve climbed back into his lap, I hand him the finger and guide his hand down to continue stroking my pussy, this time with Ghost’s severed finger.
“Do you feel that?” I ask a groggy Ghost with a sinister tone.
He doesn’t answer.
“She asked you a question. Can you feel that?” Jay snarls. “Answer her.”
Ghost looks up and stares at us. He shakes his head no.
“That’s right, you can’t because this no longer belongs to you.” I groan, dropping my eyes between my legs where Jay continues to get me off.
In my ear, Jay moans, “You’re so fucking naughty, amore mio.”
“I know, Daddy, but you like it.” I say, grabbing his face and kissing him.
“Are you ready for bed? I think my new toy has had enough playtime. Instead, I want to play with you.” Jay says.
“Carry me to bed and ravish me, birthday boy. My body is all yours for the taking. We can play with Ghost all weekend. Hopefully, he’s in better spirits tomorrow.” I reply.
“Fuck, I adore you. My birthday weekend is just getting started,” Jay growls.
Demi
Iwake up alone. Jay is not in our room. He’s probably playing with Ghost and having some alone time. I can’t believe how late I slept, but it was an incredibly long night. The good thing about sleeping in is that it means I’m nice and refreshed for today. A yawn escapes and I stretch, willing myself to crawl out of bed. From my overnight bag, I pull out a silk robe and wrap it around my naked body. First, I plan to find Jay, which should be easy, then I’ll get to work making his birthday cake. I want everything to be perfect for the rest of his special day, and I need some essence of Ghost to really elevate the flavors of revenge in order to kick the dish up a notch. I giggle as I wander my way back down the hall to the room at the top of the stairs where we dumped Ghost last night.
The guards don’t bother me as I burst through the door in search of Jay. The moment I step inside, I can hear the familiar smack of a leather flogger against bare skin. It has me intrigued. Sure enough, as I step into the sitting room in the master bedroom, I find Ghost bare chested. His back is hunched over a folding chair. He lifts his head to look at me as I enter and then it drops in defeat at the realization his day just got worse. I find it delightful, watching as Jay raises the flogger and strikes it down with a smack. When he whips it back up, blood splatters with it.
I sashay my way over to Jay, coming up behind him to wrap my arms around his waist. My fingers stroke over each one of his abs sensually and I kiss him across his back, between his shoulders.
“Good morning, birthday boy.” My voice is as sweet as honey.
He doesn’t stop flogging Ghost. His left hand finds mine and drags it down his perfectly carved abs until my fingertips brush against him. “I’m all ready for round one, bellissima. Ghost and I have just been getting nice and warmed up all morning.”
I give his cock a squeeze and begin pumping my hand rhythmically up and down his dick. It’s obviously what he wants, and if he took another fun-time pill when he woke up, he’s definitely going to be ready for a release. Jay doesn’t stop me, but I can feel him tightening and throbbing in my hand. A few more passes and he’s going to explode. He stops flogging Ghost, spins me around and shoves me to the ground.
“I’m going to cum down that pretty little throat of yours.” He grabs me by the hair as my jaw drops open, then he’s shoving his cock inside and fucking my throat. My eyes water as he slams into me pass after pass. On the fourth one, he hits the back of my throat and explodes. It feels like I’m drowning in his cum but I fucking love it. The masochist in me relishes in being deprived of oxygen and dominated by Jay.