Page 137 of Rut Bar

“On your feet.” I grab him by his handle and help him rise, making sure he’s steady and his legs didn’t fall asleep while he kneeled there. We weren’t exactly quick while I was tying Veronica. Shibari is an art form that shouldn’t be rushed.

Jamie’s cock drips arousal against his thigh, and it flops while I march him over to Veronica’s desk. His hip bumps against the edge. My hand between his shoulder blades forces him to bend over the area I cleared earlier. He turns his head so his cheek presses flat against the wood as I check his arms and hands, making sure the blood flow is good and none of the ropes slipped. He’s still holding onto his safeword bell. Good.

“That’s it. That’s a good boy. Spread those thighs so your omega can fuck you.” I nudge his bare foot with my shoe and Jamie spreads them. He arches his back more as he leans all of his weight on the desk. Pushes his rump in the air.

When I’m satisfied, I move my attention lower and grip his ass cheeks, spreading them wide so I can see the plug that I asked Anthony to help him install earlier. Gripping it by the flared end, I pull it free. His ass clenches tightly, as if it doesn’t want to release it, until finally it pops free. Jamie whimpers around his gag. His hole is puffy and slick. He’s ready.

I hold Veronica’s gaze and slap his ass. I rub him, teasing the jut of his perineum and the rope that crosses there. The lines are taut against his delicate flesh. Jamie mumbles against his gag, his hips twitching and grinding his cock against the desk. That’s better. He’s probably back to full hardness now. Aching and desperate for release. Ah, youth. There’s no substitution for its natural vigor.

“He’s all yours, sweetheart.”

“Lube?” Veronica asks, her hand stroking her fake phallus as if it’s real and she’s getting it ready.

Safety first. I like it.I smile at her and pull the small bottle of lube and another gold star from my pocket. I hold both in the air so she has to come closer.

ChapterThirty-Seven

BRENDAN

She takesthe lube from me and flips the cap open, squirting it into her hand and coating the vibrator thoroughly from tip to knot. Jamie was already prepped before he was plugged, but with anal, you can’t ever have too much slick. It’s not like he’s an omega who makes his own supply.

“I shouldn’t be surprised that you’re prepared. I bet you were a Boy Scout.” Her tone is teasing, and her lips twitch with a suppressed smile. Veronica pours a good measure into her palm, sets the bottle aside, and slicks her fake cock.

“Always be prepared,” I answer. When you’re a rope top, it’s important to think of every scenario, plan for each contingency, and mitigate risk. There’s a deep level of trust between the top and their bottom. Especially when they’re bound, blinded, gagged, and completely helpless.

Veronica searches me with her eyes as her hand strokes up and down the silicone phallus. “What else you got in there for me?”

Grinning, I rub a hand over my half-hard cock tenting my pants. “I’ve got your grand prize right here. Once you’ve earned it.” I wink at her.

Although he was plugged, Veronica takes her time to make sure Jamie is ready. She pushes a slick finger inside him, pumps it in and out, then adds a second and a third. When I show her how to scissor them apart, she does it.

Jamie is a whining, drooling mess when she finally deems him ready and puts the slick head of the silicone cock to his puffy, lubricated hole.

“Are you ready for my cock, pet?” she asks, wiping the fake slick from her hands on his bare skin. “Ready for me to fuck you?”

He lifts his ass higher in response. That’s all the consent that any of us need.

Veronica sets the tip of her black cock to his rim. She presses. With slow thrusts, she works it inside him. Anthony comes around to the side to lean against the desk and watches as Jamie’s hole stretches for her.

“Mmm, that’s good, pet. You’re taking my cock so well. Just a bit more. Be a good boy and let me in. Let me claim you completely.”

When he takes the entire head, the flared corona catching on his rim, he whimpers around his gag. She rewards him with gentle strokes over his rope-covered skin. “Shh. That’s it. Good boy,” she murmurs. “You’re doing such a good job taking my cock.”

He takes the tip easily, but struggles with the rest of its girth. He must feel every single inch. Once it’s fully seated, he meets her pace. His hips rock back to swallow each of her thrusts. In and out. He’s stretched wide and filled. An alpha claimed in the most obscene way by his omega. It’s taboo.

And it’s one of the most erotic things I’ve ever seen.

While men aren’t my preference, watching them fuck while they’re both in my rope gives me satisfaction. The way Veronica jolts when I activate the remote gives me pleasure, too. I grin. All of those vibrations are traveling down that rope that’s cinched tight against her cunt. She moans, her gentle thrusts changing to deeper, skin-smacking ones.

Even when she’s topping, I’m still the one in charge.

“Fuck, that’s good. Why is that so fucking good?” Her fingers dig into Jamie’s ass. She spreads him wide so we can all watch her fake cock slide deep inside him, his hole stretched wide to take it until her toy is balls deep inside him.

Jamie groans, his words swallowed by his gag. But he’s still holding his bell. He’s okay. Judging from the way his back arches to push his ass back against Veronica’s strap-on, I’d say he’s doing great. Good enough to come from penetration alone? I want to find out.

I dial up the intensity, enjoying the way it makes Veronica go feral. She slams into him.

“Oh my fucking God.” She slaps her hands against Jamie’s ass, spreading his cheeks wider so we can all see how puffy his used hole is getting. “Fuck, that’s good. Do you like that, pet? Do you like taking my cock? Like knowing it’smefuckingyou?”

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