Page 10 of Possession

Chapter 5

Madeline

I couldn’t remember beingthis turned on in my life, and neither of them had really even touched me. But God did I want them to. There was this edge, sharp and honed, to Nathaniel that was awakening something inside me. It was unlike anything I’d ever felt before. I didn’t tend to mentally pick apart the Doms I scened with, but there was a dark depravity I sensed emanating from him that my clinician brain couldn’t help but want to analyze. I had a feeling I’d drown in the darkness with him. And revel in it.

Joseph was different. He was the buoy. The one that would keep us all afloat. I don’t know how I knew this after being in their presence for such a short time, but I did. I also knew I didn’t plan on questioning it. I wanted to be punished by them, to test my limits, and my body quivered in anticipation.

Nathaniel clasped my hand in his and led me to the raised platform nearest us. There was a spanking bench at its center. Our footsteps clicked on the wooden planking making up the floor. Joseph stepped into my line of sight, but remained on the carpeted area surrounding us.

“Glasses, please.” Nathaniel held his hand out and I placed them in his palm. My skin prickled as Joseph stayed where he was, his eyes tracking a path up and down the length of my body. His eyes glowed with appreciation. Footsteps sounded behind me and then I felt my dress lifted. Cool air brushed across my thighs, my ass, my back, and my breasts before the dress briefly covered my face and then it was finally pulled over my head. I stood proudly naked, my breasts full and heavy with need. Joseph’s blue eyes had deepened in color so they now resembled the ocean water during a vicious storm. Strong hands cupped my breasts, squeezing and caressing them, sending sweet pleasure spiraling through my core.

“Can you sense the people watching us? Joseph watching us? Their eyes absorbing the sight of these perfect tits.” He squeezed them again, pinching at my nipples, my breath hitching at the exquisite sensation. His hand skimmed down my stomach and cupped my pussy, his fingers teasing my entrance. “This wet, needy cunt. Watching, waiting, for me to do this.” He crooked a finger and pushed it gently, slowly inside me before sliding it almost completely out. When he moved again, I moaned at the fuller sensation as he added another finger. My knees trembled and I wasn’t sure how much longer they would hold me.

“Are you ready for your punishment now, pet?”

I opened eyes I hadn’t realized I’d close to see Joseph stepping onto the wooden flooring now standing directly on the other side of the bench, his pants tented with an impressive looking erection. “Yes, Master.”

“Position yourself properly then.” Nathaniel punctuated his command with a stinging swat to my bottom cheeks.

Stepping up to the spanking bench, I settled my spread knees onto the padded leg pieces. I sucked in a breath as the cool leather touched my skin causing my bare belly to clench, and a shiver raced over me bringing goosebumps to my arms. I knew the cold wouldn’t last long though. I bowed my head while I waited for whatever my Masters had planned.

“Eyes up, Madeline.”

I raised my head, and my gaze followed Joseph’s hands as he slowly lowered the zipper on his pants revealing smooth skin. He pulled out his cock and like Pavlov’s dog, my mouth started to water. I wanted to wrap my lips around its smooth, rounded head and lap up the salty pre-cum I could see glistening from its tip.

“Nat, I think our sub here likes what she sees. What do you think?”

From behind me came the gruff response. “Let’s find out.”

Calloused fingers gripped my ass cheeks and spread me open wide, exposing everything to his view. A warm, wet tongue swiped up my lower lips, lapping at the juices flowing from my wet pussy and I cried out at the sensation.

“You’re right. She fucking loves it.”

“Good, because you’re going to suck it and drink down every drop I give you. I’m not going to be gentle. I’m going to fuck your mouth hard and you’re going to take every inch I give you. Understand?”

I didn’t know how I was going to take him all, but I knew he wasn’t going to give me any leeway. There was only one answer I could give. “Yes, Master.”

“Nat, warm her ass up.”

“With pleasure,” came his rumbled reply.

Smack. My ass stung with the strike and a heat began to spread. I knew that this was just the beginning. My real punishment would come before I knew it. Smack. Nathaniel’s bare hand came down again almost in the same spot. The next few came in rapid succession. I couldn’t help but squeak and jump with each one. My ass was tingling and burning.

I was so focused on when and where the next strike might come, I missed Joseph’s movement until he pulled my hair — that had long started falling out of the hair tie holding it up — forcing my head back. I gasped and bit my bottom lip in ecstasy as I stared at the delectable cockhead staring directly at me. It was even more delicious up close, leaking pre-cum, and the long vein running its length was almost daring me to trace it with my tongue.

“Open,” came the guttural command.

When my mouth widened, Joseph slid his cock inside, but not quite far enough to hit the back of my throat. Yet. He’d already warned me it was coming. He pulled back and just when he was almost all the way out, he thrust forward again, this time going further. Back and forth he pushed and pulled, his grip on my hair tightening inside his fist with each inward motion of his cock. The piston motion sped up and with each thrust he pushed further inside until, with one sharp jerk, he went so deep my gag reflex activated and I coughed and choked. My eyes watered and I was sure my mascara was running down my cheeks.

He pulled back and let me take a deep inhale. This time, he went slower and when he reached the back of my throat, I swallowed and relaxed, letting him slip a little further back. Spit pooled in my mouth and leaked out the sides as he held immobile. Yet, I still hadn’t taken his entire length. My eyes watered even more and when I didn’t think I could take anymore, he pulled out, a thread of saliva keeping us connected before it snapped.

“That was beautiful, pet. You’re just about ready to take it all. But poor Nathaniel back there, he’s missing out. I think he needs some place to put his cock as well. What do you think?”

“Please.” My pussy begged to be filled.

A sharp smack on my already sore ass cheek made me cry out.

“Naughty sub. I think you forgot the magic word. You must not want this pretty pink cunt filled after all.” Nathaniel taunted me by rubbing his thickness between my pussy lips, teasing the opening but not entering. Even through the condom I hadn’t noticed he’d slipped on, he was so hot and thick I was having a hard time concentrating on what I’d done wrong, when another spank had me remembering quickly.

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