Page 48 of The Ties That Bind
She smiled as she followed him, wondering what the two Doms had planned. Putting the phone on speaker, Sir stated, “She’s here.”
“Excellent,” Rytsar replied, his rich Russian accent filling the room.
“What’s going on?” she asked Sir.
The Russian answered, “I have missed you,radost moya.”
Her heart squeezed with love for him. “I’ve missed you too, Rytsar.”
Sir held up the red box.
Finally! She was about to find out what was in it…
He lifted the lid and pulled out a dildo that looked suspiciously like Rytsar’s cock. He pressed a button and a trail of purple lights raced up the side of the phallus.
Entranced, Brie stared at it as he set the instrument on the nightstand. Sir then turned off the lights in the room so the only illumination came from the full moon outside.
“I’ll begin by taking her clothes off,” Sir announced in a low voice.
“Excellent,” Rytsar growled.
Sir walked to Brie, brushing his hand against her cheek. That light touch sent tingles through her body. He turned her around and slowly unzipped the back of her dress, then brushed the material off her shoulders.
As Sir undressed her, he detailed exactly what he was doing for Rytsar. When he freed her breasts from her lacy bra, Rytsar commanded, “Squeeze them for me, comrade. Tease her nipples.”
Sir obliged, cupping both breasts in his firm hands and gently squeezing them as he rolled her hard nipples between his fingertips.
Brie moaned in pleasure, leaning back against him.
Sir described his actions as he wrapped his hand around her throat and tilted her head back. “I’m going to kiss her now…”
Brie parted her lips as he claimed her mouth, inviting his sensual embrace.
His possessive hold on her throat enhanced the kiss as he explored her mouth with his tongue. Her moans grew louder, her pussy aching for him.
“Feel between her legs,moy droog. Tell me how wet she is.”
Sir slipped his hand under her panties and swiped his finger over her wet clit. “She is juicy with need.”
Rytsar’s low, guttural laughter filled the room. “I can only imagine. How does she taste?”
Sir slipped his finger inside her and then ran his finger over her bottom lip before tasting her for himself. “I’ll let her answer.”
Brie licked her lip and replied, “Salty sweet.”
Sir claimed her lips again, her womanly juices mixing with the intoxicating taste of him.
“You will need to pound her hard tonight. I want her to taste her own come.”
Sir growled deep in his chest, obviously liking the idea.
He guided her to the bed, telling Rytsar, “You will want to apply the instrument.”
Brie had no idea what he was talking about.
Anticipating her question, Rytsar said, “I’m placing the electronic stroker on my shaft, which is linked to the dildo I sent you,radost moya. It will simulate whatever you do to it.”
Brie stared at the phallus in excitement. “Ooh…we’re having virtual sex?”
