Best Bondage Erotica 2014 (26 page)

She whimpered, but nodded. “Enjoying yourself, Daphne?” I asked, noticing her hard nipples beneath her off-white blouse; I love when women who definitely need bras don't wear them.

“Yes,” she said breathlessly.

“I can tell,” I said, then chanced reaching out and taking one nipple between my fingers. She cried out, but kept eye contact. I did the same to the other one. “Do you want a turn up here—a chance to enjoy your own craftsmanship?” I twisted her nipples harder, then ripped open her blouse, one button falling to the floor as I grasped her buds directly. I pinched them hard, twisting, waiting for her answer. We were playing a new kind of game, one where the longer she took to respond, the more I tortured her nipples.

“You better answer me, or I'm not going to give you a choice.” Her breath hitched and she melted into my hands, letting me know she wanted what I was about to do next. I took her breast and lifted it toward my mouth, then bit hard, satisfied at the gasp I heard.

“Tanya, take out the dildo from our pretty plaything, get Wendy down and tie her to that chair right there. Make sure her legs are spread wide open so I can see how wet she is for me, because after we're done with Daphne I want to fuck this sweet pussy of ours.” Before turning Wendy over to Tanya, I myself removed the flogger from between her lips; maybe it was my
imagination, but the
O
her mouth formed when I did seemed to beg to be filled again—but I had better things to do at the moment.

Tanya didn't question me, just gave me a sexy smile as I pulled Daphne close for a kiss. Her body surrendered to me, relaxing in my arms, letting me claim it with each press of my fingers against her ass, each thrust of my tongue into her mouth. I rarely take another woman, since I have my hands—and other body parts—full, but when one as pliable and hungry as Daphne enters my realm, I can't help myself.

In seemingly no time, Wendy, a look of pure submissive bliss on her face, was being led to the chair by Tanya, while I secured a trembling, beautiful Daphne into the bonds of the cross. Some people feel truly at one, at peace, when they reach the top of a mountain peak or run a marathon or eat the juiciest, ripest peach. We all take our bliss where we can, and I take mine in the act—or rather, acts—of bringing a woman from free to claimed, from untethered to bound, from autonomous to owned. It can last for a minute or an hour or forever, but it's that process of transferring power, energy, need, of claiming my willing captive, that makes me come alive, especially with a woman who experiences a corresponding rapture when I do. Daphne practically purred as I strapped her in. I thought about getting her naked first, but it was more fun to let her wrinkled blouse fall open, bunch her skirt around her hips and rip apart her flimsy panties with my hands. A woman can be just as naked in dishabille as she can in the buff.

I glanced over and found Wendy looking at one with the chair; Tanya is a quick study when it comes to rope, and she was just finishing securing our slave's wrists behind her back. Even though several feet separated us, I felt so in tune with my wife, so in sync as we each set about preparing the waiting women
before us for their masochistic dream come true. I didn't know what Daphne was used to when it came to playing, but clearly a woman who could manufacture furniture like a St. Andrew's cross knew a thing or two about what she had just stepped into. I heard a smack, and resisted staring too long as Tanya slapped Wendy's face, then her nipples, with her hand. I turned to Daphne and fed her my fingers, her instantaneous sucking making me long for those lips to be wrapped around my dick, but there'd be another time for that, I was sure of it. Sometimes a good master has to forgo the immediacy of sexual pleasure in favor of another kind of pleasure entirely, that of ownership, command, control. Seeing the look on Daphne's face when I pulled my fingers out of her mouth, the loss leaving her forlorn, gave me a different kind of pride.

“Don't worry, sweetheart, I'll keep your mouth busy,” I said to her, then replaced my fingers with the tan dildo I'd just grabbed from the bag. It was on the small side, but that didn't matter. This was about possession, not size, and watching Daphne's lips open automatically as I shoved it deep into her throat was beautiful. I took one last glance behind me and found Tanya straddling Wendy's leg, grinding against her thigh with her naked pussy as she ran a Wartenburg wheel along our slave's skin, just above her nipple.

“You could probably fit two cocks in that pretty mouth, couldn't you?” I asked Daphne, and she gurgled an attempt at a response around the invading dick. “Now I need my hands to beat you, so you keep that in your mouth like a good girl.” I found a small strap that would be perfect on her front. I tried it out on my hand, smiling at the sting it caused. Daphne's eyes smiled back at me in lieu of her mouth, which was too busy.

I added to the cacophony in the room now that Tanya had moved on to slapping Wendy's bare thighs and making her count
the slaps, as I struck Daphne with hard, pointed strikes of the leather slapper. I made sure to alternate my blows—one to her upper arm, one to her cutely curved belly, one to the point of each nipple, then a light tap against her cheek, intended more to startle her than hurt—the sound making my dick unbearably hard. In barely any time at all, her pale skin was covered in light bruises I knew would continue to blossom once she left. I took the dildo out of her mouth and slid it between her legs, making her gasp. Because she liked it, I only gave her a little of the toy, my eyes drilling into hers, daring her to ask for more. She didn't squirm, didn't beg, but I could tell she was tightening her inner muscles around the dildo, trying to get as much satisfaction as she could.

“Is that what you're gonna do to my cock if I fuck you?” I asked, at the same moment shoving it all the way inside her. Daphne's body shuddered as she eked out a “Yes.” I fucked her hard, until I felt her juices dripping down the toy and onto my hand. I used my other hand to manipulate her clit, going slower this time as I coaxed a second orgasm from her, while Wendy's cries of pleasure rang out in the room. When Daphne came again, I eased the toy out, then slipped it between her fingers; her wrists were bound, but she could still hold the wet toy, feel her wetness and be reminded of what she'd just done.

“You're going to stay up there now and watch me and Tanya, and if you're good and quiet, maybe next time you'll be the one getting fucked. Tanya, get over here,” I said, and like the perfect wife she is, Tanya paused right after her last smack; by this point, she had untied Wendy and had her bent over the chair. I heard her whisper, “Stay there,” as she crawled over to me. Knowing Daphne and Wendy were watching Tanya make her way across the room added to my arousal.

I whipped out my dick, holding the base in my hand as Tanya
reached me and immediately began sucking, hands resting behind her back. I resisted the temptation to grab her hair and shove her closer, but I liked seeing her struggle to take all of me, to balance, to perform. Taking her, using her, after she's just released her top energy upon another gorgeous woman is the absolute apotheosis of kinky delight for me, like she's come full circle, come home. I didn't have to tell the other women to watch and learn; without even looking, I knew their eyes were glued on us, and when I was ready, I finally did take Tanya's soft red hair in my hand, holding her back, staring down into her beautiful face as I painted it with my come. “Now go give our girls a kiss,” I said, “so they know what I taste like.” She did exactly as I said, until all three of them had beautifully smeared smiles on their faces. I smiled back at each of them. Mastering two women—or, in this case, three—may not be the easiest job in the world, but it's certainly the best one I've ever held.

ABOUT THE AUTHORS

LAURA ANTONIOU
(
LAntoniou.com
) has been writing erotica for over twenty years. Best known for her Marketplace series, she has also lectured at over one hundred events worldwide. Her most recent novel,
The Killer Wore Leather
, is a comedy/murder mystery set within the leather/BDSM world.

MICHELLE AUGELLO-PAGE
(
michelleaugellopage.wordpress.com
) writes poetry, erotica and dark fiction. Her work has appeared in art galleries, online journals, print publications, anthologies, audio and e-book formats. Her erotic stories have been published in the Cleis Press anthologies
Fairy Tale Lust, Lustfully Ever After
and
Duty and Desire
.

EMILY BINGHAM
is a Portland, Oregon, author whose writing has appeared in
Best Bondage Erotica 2011, Serving Him: Sexy Stories of Submission
and on
Cleansheets.com
. She is a leg wear and fetish model for photographers across the country.
Her adventures in rope can be found at her erotic writing blog
queanofrope.com
.

JACQUELINE BROCKER
(
jacquelinebrocker.esquinx.net
) is an Australian writer living in the U.K. Her short erotic fiction has appeared in
My First Spanking, The Mammoth Book of Quick and Dirty Erotica
and
Under Her Thumb
(Cleis Press). Her novella
Body & Bow
was published by Forbidden Fiction.

ELIZABETH COLDWELL
(
elizabethcoldwell.wordpress.com
) lives and writes in London. Her stories have appeared in numerous anthologies, including
Best Bondage Erotica 2011, 2012
and
2013
.

ROXANNA CROSS
is the emerging voice to heat up sex lives of readers everywhere—she
really
enjoys discovering new and kinky ways to spice up her marital bed.

KATHLEEN DELANEY-ADAMS
is a stone high femme porn writer and spoken word performer. A national touring veteran, Kathleen is the founder and producer of BODY HEAT: Femme Porn Tour, now in its seventh year. A submissive 1950s housewife at heart, Kathleen's current writing project is a Year of Cupcakes,
belovedcupcake.blogspot.com/
.

LUCY FELTHOUSE
(
lucyfelthouse.co.uk
) is a very busy woman! She writes erotica and erotic romance in a variety of subgenres and pairings, and has over seventy publications to her name, with many more in the pipeline. These include stories in
Best Bondage Erotica 2012
and
2013
and
Best Women's Erotica 2013
.

TILLY HUNTER
(
tillyhuntererotica.blogspot.co.uk
) is a British author with a wicked imagination and a taste for quirky erotica. She has stories in the anthologies
Cherry Ripe
and
Miss Pemberton's Drawers, Smut Alfresco
and
Lust in Time
.

KAY JAYBEE
(
kayjaybee.me.uk
) is the author of
The Voyeur
, (Xcite 2012),
Making Him Wait
(Sweetmeats, 2012),
The Perfect Submissive (
Xcite, 2011
), A Sticky Situation
(Xcite 2012),
Yes, Ma'am
(Xcite, 2011), and
The Collector
(Austin & Macauley, 2012).

ANNABEL JOSEPH
(
annabeljoseph.com
) is a multi-published kinky novelist whose stories celebrate the complexity and romance of erotic power exchange. When she's not penning hot BDSM tales, she's on Twitter discussing orgasm denial, trapeze sex and other such vital topics.

ANNABETH LEONG
(
annabethleong.blogspot.com
) has often heard eels disparaged, but admires their spunk. Her stories have appeared in
Best Bondage Erotica 2013, Forever Bound
, and more than twenty other anthologies.

SOMMER MARSDEN
(
sommermarsden.blogspot.com
) has been called “...one of the top storytellers in the erotica genre” (Violet Blue) and “Unapologetic” (Alison Tyler). Her erotic novels include
Boys Next Door, Learning to Drown
and
Restless Spirit
.

JAMES MCARTHUR
is an author of kinky m/m erotica who loves tales of ordinary guys desperate to be tied up and the men who'll oblige. He lives in Britain and when he's not writing, he enjoys trail running and pottering in his allotment shed.

RAZIEL MOORE
started writing erotic fiction in the late 1980s and cofounded The Erotic Writer blog (eroticwriter.wordpress. com) in 2009. He is published in several print anthologies, and a number of e-zines and e-books. Raziel lives in the Northeastern United States.

Erotica writer
GISELLE RENARDE
is a queer Canadian, avid volunteer, contributor to more than one hundred short story anthologies and author of numerous electronic and print books, including
Anonymous, Nanny State
and
My Mistress' Thighs
.

TERESA NOELLE ROBERTS
(
teresanoelleroberts.com
) writes sexy stories for lusty romantics of all persuasions. Her work has appeared in
Best Bondage Erotica 2011, 2012
and
2013
and other provocatively titled anthologies. Look for BDSM romance
Knowing the Ropes
and the paranormal Duals and Donovans series from Samhain.

L. C. SPOERING
(
lcspoering.wordpress.com
) is a Denver native and a graduate of the University of Colorado, with a BA in writing. Sharing her home with a husband, two kids and a plethora of pets, she writes novels and short stories about the human experience, relationships and the lives lived in between.

KISSA STARLING
(
kissastarling.com
) is a multi-published author whose stories focus on characters' relationships regardless of genre or pairing. She's a member of Romance Divas, Midnight Seduction Authors and The Golden Crown Literary Society. Her work can be purchased at Red Rose Publishing, Cleis Press, Atria Books, Sapphire Publishing and Renaissance E-Books.