Xander turns to me, his face full of concern. “You okay, beautiful?”
I sniff and wipe my tears with the back of my hand. “Yes. I’m great. I was thinking how lucky I am to have both of you. How grateful I am that you came into our lives.”
Xander smiles. “No, baby. I’m the lucky one. You and Hans are my world, but I think Hans would rather explore the new toy than shower us with words of undying love.”
Xander turns to Hans, and my heart nearly explodes with love as my men gaze at each other with devotion. Their love is so beautiful, intense, and completely uninhibited. Xander and Hans have no boundaries when it comes to bringing joy to those they love. Different men with different needs but the same endless capacity for love.
“Do you want to try the new toy, pet?”
Hans nods eagerly. “Yes.”
Hans
Xander secures my arms to the cuffs hanging from the headboard. My dick twitches in anticipation of what’s about to come. He smiles at me as he checks to ensure my wrists are secure.
Xander hands Maggie a flogger. “Maggie, I need you to get his dick to go soft. I can’t do this while his dick is hard enough to break glass. I need to disinfect everything and wash my hands.”
My pretty Maggie, the girl who was once worried and meek, is now a dominating woman sporting a strap-on. Her beauty takes my breath away.
I grit my teeth as the flogger connects with my balls. This plan won’t work to deflate my dick. Pain sluts like pain for a reason. Each time the flogger strikes, my cock hardens, twitching, craving more.
“How are you doing, baby girl?” Xander asks.
“He just gets harder every time I hit him.”
Xander glares at me. “Well, my little slut. Turns out this is going to hurt a little more than I intended.”
I nod. “Please, Daddy. Make it hurt.”
Xander
My hands are clammy, my nerves are out of control, and my heart beats so hard that I’m surprised it doesn’t fly out of my chest as I straddle Hans. “If you need me to stop, use your hand gesture.”
“Yes, sir. Will my mouth be out of service?”
I bring the tip of my cock to Hans’ lips. “Your mouth will be in service. But you won’t be able to talk.”
I shiver as Hans’ warm, wet mouth engulfs my dick, watching as Maggie lubes her strap-on and turns on the vibration. She slides easily inside Hans’ ass, making him moan against my dick.
“I don’t know if I want to fuck this pathetic ass anymore,” Maggie says. “You stretched it so wide that it’s utterly useless. Might as well turn you into a pathetic, dried-up whore. At least your mouth is useful. I was so excited to use a strap-on, but now I’m just disappointed.”
Hans’ dick twitches at Maggie’s cruel words.
I push down the tip of his cock and probe his urethra before pouring lube on his dick. Picking up the smallest sound, I examine it. I’m sure Hans would want me to use one that causes the most discomfort, but this isn’t something that can be rushed.
The sound is titanium steel, two millimeters in diameter by three inches. Eventually, we’ll move up to the larger ones if Hans likes it.
I pour the lube along its length, making sure it’s covered. “Keep fucking him, baby girl. Our little cum dump wants it the hard way, so who are we to deny him?”
Hans swirls his tongue along my dick, gagging as I deep-throat him. “That’s it, baby boy. Relax that throat and choke for me.”
I push the sound into his urethra. I go slow at first, getting an inch in before dragging it out and repeating the action. “Look at this, Maggie. Our little slut is getting his piss hole fucked. He’s nothing but a worthless fuck hole, isn’t he?”
“Oh, my god, that’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” Maggie exclaims. “I wish we’d recorded this.”
I smile. “I turned on the security cameras before I left. Everything you two did while I was away, including this, is recorded. Besides, I thought our cum dump would like to see this.”
Hans’ dick is bigger than I’ve ever seen it. It’s almost like the sounding is expanding his cock. I read that this could occur, but seeing it is unreal. A part of me ponders irrational perverted thoughts like shoving his cock up my ass with the sound still in him. I’d never do it, but I would be lying if I said the thought didn’t excite me.