Page 100 of Beyond the Rules

Zar caught my chin in his hand. “Never apologize for your body’s reactions. They’re the gift that you give your Dom. And your Dom is very pleased. Come on. Unless you crave to be publically fucked, we need to get you toaroom.”

A room?My legs were still shaking as Tanner put on my shoe, Aiden helped me up, and Zar grabbed my leash and led me out of the lounge.Wait, I wanted to say. There was so much more to see, learn and experience in the club’s main lounge. It was such a grand room, a world ofdiscovery...

But my guys were not in a waiting mood. Aiden held my elbow as we went up an elaborate staircase and down a long hallway, flanked by several beautifully carved doors. An attendant waited at the end of the hall, another sub, who handed Zar a key anddisappeared.

The door opened into a private room with a small vestibule. A quick look into a luxury bathroom was the last thing I saw, before Zar took off my mask and produced the silk blindfold that covered my eyes. My world went dark. A sense of vertigo rattled my courage. I braced myself on the wall. The sound of my zipper whirring down my back came an instant before my dress slid over my arms and down my legs. Then I was naked, wearing only the blindfold, my black heels, and the collar, rubbing softly againstmyneck.

“This way.” Zar guided meforward.

It was strange to be confined to the darkness. I put one foot tentatively in front of the other, wobbly on my heels, exposed andhelpless.

“Stand here,” Zar said. “Clasp your hands behindyourback.”

I held my hands together and ran my tongue over my lips to moisten my mouth. I was nervous, so nervous. There was a lot at stake tonight. Could the three of us really be together? Could I satisfy everyone’s fantasies? Could my fantasiescometrue?

I could sense the men’s presence around me, but they were quiet, too quiet for me to track. The superbly soundproofed room absorbed the noises to the point I began to wonder if I was alone. The music startled me, an exotic set of flutes and soundscapes that included the wind rustling through the leaves and the trickle of a running brook. I wondered if the guys were standing very near, looking at me, if they were naked too and if their cocks were growing hard likemyclit.

“Cuffs.” Zar’s sexy rumble reverberated through my body. He lifted one of my arms and clipped my wrist cuff at an angle above my head. He did the same with the other arm, lingering to brush his fingers down the length of my underarms and over my exposed armpits, leaving me weak-kneed.

Meanwhile, hands that had to belong to Tanner and Aiden coaxed me into a wide stand and clipped my ankle cuffs to opposing sides with quietclicks. They planted small, teasing kisses at the back of my knees and on the inside of my thighs, close, so close to my pussy. My fingers clawed around the chain. My legs wobbledwithneed.

“Stick out your gorgeous tits.” Zar’s grave voice came from somewhere ahead. “Let me see them fallandrise.”

I loved when Zar called my breasts ‘tits.’ It made me feel quintessentially female and fuckable. My pussy responded with a swell of moisture. I gulped down a lungful of air, exaggerating my breaths for Zar’spleasure.

“Do you know what a Saint Andrew’scrossis?”

“Yes, Zar.” I’d seen pictures of the wickedthing.

“You are bound to onerightnow.”

“Oh.” I tested my restraints, but they didn’tbudge.

“Are you wanting some of this?” Zar rubbed his cock between the halves of my ass and along mycleft.

“Yes, please.” I stood on my toes, rocked my hips and slid my wet pussy over hisshaft.

“Not yet.” His cockwentaway.

I let out a disappointed groan, but now I knew that he was naked, and probably so were Tanner and Aiden. I craved their cocks with an intensity that left me weak-kneed.

“You look so beautiful,” Tanner’s voice murmured in my ear, his hands brushing the bottom of my breasts, his fingers trailing around my puckered areola. “We’ve got a surprise for you. Are you readyforit?”

I was more than ready. I shivered withanticipation.

I flinched when Tanner’s fingers traced the tight bud of my right nipple. Aiden’s bigger, fingers toyed with my left one. Almost in unison, a pair of round, cold circles landed around each nipple. An odd hiss echoed in the room. Something pulled on me, a hard, efficient slurp that sucked in my sensitiveflesh.

“Jesus!” I leaned into the suction, my body buzzing with the new eroticsensations.

“More,” Zar said, a question, an order, andadare.

I dug my teeth in my lip and nodded. The suction started again, hard, firm pulls. I gasped when I realized what was happening. My nipples were being pumped! They kept stretching, engorged with the rush of blood and elongating along the walls of the hard cylinders that trapped and contained them, firmly caught in a harsh vacuum. I moaned as two fingers splayed open my labia and yet a third circle landed overmyclit.

“Keep breathing,” Zar’s bass came from down below. “It’s gonnahappen…now.”

I squealed as a third pump ensnared my clit. The suction was hard and complete. My clit was a hot bundle of nerve endings and engorged flesh. I cried out for mercy and got none. The hiss continued, relentless. How much could aclitgrow?

When the pumping finally stopped, I swayed in my bonds, overcome by the relentless suction attached to my sensitive flesh. With my nipples and clit caught, I burned like a three alarm fire. Somebody tapped on my acrylic clit pump. The vibration translated directly into my pussy with excruciatingreactivity.

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