Page 39 of The Beginning
Lexi
Saturday night
Itoss my shirt to the side as soon as I enter the room, and I begin to get completely undressed. My heart is beating erratically not knowing what to expect. Camden is always so unpredictable, but I trust him implicitly to not hurt me. At least no more than I can handle.
This is the first time bringing up the safe word, so I know this is going to be intense. Once I am fully naked, I don’t know what to do with myself. I glance around the room. Climbing up on the bed, I sit on my knees in the middle of the giant California King. I hear footsteps coming near and my breathing escalates with anticipation.
First, Shayna walks in with a small smile on her lips and she heads directly to the side of the bed next to me. Then in walks Camden, grabbing his t-shirt from over his head and pulling it off. His tattooed, muscular chest is on full display now. His body is one of beauty; hard in all the right places, chiseled and inked like a work of art. Shayna turns to look at him and their eyes lock and Camden nods his head as he tosses the shirt to the side.
Camden walks over to the side of the bed, motioning with one single finger for me to come closer. I scoot slowly on my knees over to him and he cups my face. Leaning in, he softly kisses my lips.
“Now remember, sweet girl. You’re the one in control here and we can stop at any time, and no one will be upset. All you have to do is say that magic word and everything stops. Okay?” he asks, looking very serious. I nod my head.
“I need to hear your words, sweet girl,” he says sternly yet still sounding so calming.
“I understand, sir,” I answer him, and he kisses me again. This time a little slower, nibbling on my bottom lip.
“That’s my good girl. Now Shay is going to start. And remember… you’re safe with us. We’ve got you,” he finishes looking deep into my eyes, before stepping back.
Shayna reaches over to the bedside table, opening the drawer and pulling out a piece of black material. Giving me a devious smile moving closer to me, she wraps the cloth around my eyes, tying it in the back tightly. Unable to see anything through the material, I feel her move even closer. “Lay down with your head on the pillow,” she whispers in my ear. My heart accelerates, feeling like it is going to pound out of my chest.
I move to do as she asks. It’s such a strange sensation not being able to see and having to rely on all of my other senses. I hear them move about the room. Listening closely I hear something jingling around. Settling down on the pillow, I feel the bed dipping next to me and soft hands grab my arm, bringing it over my head. The sound and feel of leather being strapped around my right wrist, then my left. I give them both a soft tug testing the tightness and the sensation. I have always loved the eroticness of being restrained. The surrender of yourself. Submitting and leaving your pleasure in someone else’s hands.Trusting your partner, or in my case partners, to know exactly what you need and want.
My mouth is agape from me breathing so heavily. A soft tongue slides into my mouth and I return the soft kiss, knowing from just the sensation alone, it’s Shayna. When she moves to pull away, I lift my head chasing her taste and I hear her sweet giggle. With both of my hands now secured to each of the headboard’s corners, I know I won’t be able to move. Shayna begins to let her hands roam down my body starting from my collarbone down my chest. Circling each nipple with the softest of touches, making me moan. Her touch continues to explore all over.
My stomach jumps when she scrapes the tips of her fingers over my sides, and I start to wiggle and laugh. “Stop, Shay. You know I’m ticklish,” I say. But she doesn’t stop, just moves her focus to the front of my stomach and to the apex of my thighs. While I’m focusing on that amazing sensation, I feel her hot, wet mouth close over one of my nipples sucking the nipple and my piercing into her mouth. She bites around it, making me hiss. To normal people, it would hurt but to me, I enjoy the pain.
I move to pull one of my legs up but my ankle is grabbed tightly and pulled to one side. My ankle is roughly secured the same way my wrist was, then my other. I am now spread eagle on the bed. After focusing on the rough hands around my ankles, I didn’t notice the bed moving, but then Shayna is gone. I twist my head left and right trying to hear or feel her, but I can only hear someone in the closet area.
When a box or something like it is dropped onto the bedside table, I jump and gasp, immediately moving my head in the direction of the noise wishing I could see what is going on. I hear Camden laugh sinisterly, then hear what sounds like the flicking of a lighter.
After a few moments, the smell of jasmine and spring envelopes my nose. Candles. Camden has lit candles. I take a deep intake of breath allowing the smell to calm my racing heart. I feel someone close to me again, when I hear the deep voice in my ear. “Do not forget your safe words, sweet girl. This is going to get extremely intense,” he gruffly whispers in my ear. Releasing a heavy breath, I nod, because with my nerves on fire, I am unable to talk right this second.
The bed dips once again, but this time down by my feet. I’m beginning to squirm a bit with anticipation of what’s to come next. A soft wet tongue flattens on my pussy moving from entrance to clit, and I gasp jumping all over. It happens again but this time the tongue dips in the seam of my pussy licking my arousal. My head is slammed back on the pillow as I gasp loudly. “Fuck,” I whisper on an exhalation of breath.
As the tongue moves to lick again, I feel the sharp bite of metal on my right nipple and I give a little hiss trying to move away. “Don’t move too much, sweet girl. I could actually hurt you,” I hear Camden say with a chuckle. I turn my head in his direction, even though I know I can’t see him.
I then feel Shayna’s soft hand on my inner thigh, pushing it wider, and then her tongue once again. “Fuck, Lexi, you taste like heaven and hell all rolled into one. The sweetness of an angel with the addictiveness of sin,” I hear Shayna whisper from between my legs, just before feeling her tongue dip inside me.
Trying to shift my hips to put my core even closer to her mouth, when I feel the metal clamp on my other nipple, I jerk back giving a loud moan. The contradicting feelings between Shayna’s soft, wet tongue and the harsh bite of the metal nipple clamps, has my nerve endings firing. I’m hyper aware of everything, especially when the chain to the nipple clamps drop settling it’s cold metal between my breasts. The cold air from theair conditioner is blowing over me, but my skin feels like it’s on fire right now, so the cool breeze is welcoming.
I notice now that nothing but the clamps and chain is touching me. That’s it, except the blindfold and the leather shackles. I feel the movement on the bed, as it dips next to me. Shayna seems to be completely still.
Camden, I can tell where he is now, leans down and softly licks my erect and sore nipples. I moan loudly. His wet mouth is on them. I feel his rough fingertips touch my forehead and start a slow track down my nose, over my lips. The entire time, his mouth hasn’t stopped licking, sucking and nipping on my breast.
His finger pulls my bottom lip down, opening my mouth. My tongue sneaks out touching the tip of his finger as it continues its trail over my chin and down my throat. My breathing is so loud, even to my ears. That's all that can be heard in this room. His fingers trail down my chest until it connects with the chain linking the two clamps, and he hooks it with his finger lifting it, giving it a little tight tug.
“Cam,” I gasp arching my back, lifting my chest where he’s pulling the chain. He doesn’t drop it but his mouth is gone. A sharp sting is felt on the side of my breast from him slapping it and I yell out.
“Excuse me, sweet girl?” he questions. “Is that how you address me in here?”
“S-S…” I have to clear my throat and lick my lips quickly. “Sir,” I moan.
“Good girl,” he replies as he slaps the side of my breast again, giving the chain a little pull also before dropping the cold metal on my chest.
I have never had nipple clamps used on me before, but damn they hurt and feel amazing all at the same time. I’m going to need to remember these for next time. And for Shayna.
Hearing Shayna moan down between my thighs, then feeling her tongue on me again. “Fuck… so much. Feels… so…” but before I can finish my incoherent thought, I sense Camden moving and feel her fingers open me up and begin flicking her tongue quickly on my over sensitive clit. She doesn’t stop this time, delving in with her tongue, sucking, licking and thrusting it in my entrance.
