Tempest (29 page)

“That's My girl,” my Goddess whispered in my ear. She caressed my face for a moment, making me feel warm and tingly. “you won't be blindfolded for this phase, precious. Do you understand?”

“Yes, my Goddess.” My body trembled at her touch. “i want to be able to see and feel everything.”

“Good girl, that's what I thought you might say.” She tapped my ass and said the command, “Down dog.”

I immediately slid my legs up and out, perching my ass in the air while arching my back in the “down dog” yoga position. I began swaying my hips, acting like a bitch in heat, awaiting my first sexual partner of the night.

I didn't contain the grin on my face as the women admired my ass and the way I presented it. Sin and Blaze were the most vocal, obviously because they knew what to say without pissing off my Goddess.

“I swear, that ass gets prettier every time I see it, Neferterri,” Sin commented.

Blaze chimed in, “she has a body built for sin and debauchery, Sis. You should be proud of her.”

“I am proud of her, especially once she endures what we put her through tonight,” my Goddess said. After a few quiet moments, she finally smacked my ass and announced, “Ladies, You may take her now.”

I felt Sin's familiar hands gripping my hips first, sliding inside me with her strap-on. Hearing her moan as she eased every inch of her dick inside me ignited my inner slut. “She” realized there would be more to come and delighted in the unknown count she would have in her mouth and pussy before this scene was over.

The new-found masochist in me delighted to feel nails tracing the welts on my body, welcoming the shivers of pain that mixed with the pleasure of being pounded by Sin. Her delight heightened at the presence of another pair of hands and the distinct feeling of cold, sharp steel slicing across my welts, causing screams to escape my lips. I yelled out for Sin to fuck me harder, feeling my mind preparing to take flight again.

“Shit, this bitch is gonna make Me come!” Sin announced as the other two hands continued to take and slice across my skin.

“Come, Sis, so I can have a crack at her!” Blaze replied. “I wanna see that beautiful ass in motion when I take her!”

Sin slid out of me without warning, her orgasm paralyzing her. In the recesses of my mind, I recalled the women adopted the FeelDoe
^®
strap-ons because they caused G-spot orgasms. I was jealous because I remembered how powerful my G-spot orgasms could be, but I wasn't in the right position to achieve that yet.

It didn't stop me from coming, though.

Between the knives I felt, the nails tracing over my whip marks, and my ass getting slapped as my walls were invaded, only a cold and unfeeling being would be unable to orgasm at least once.

I was quickly losing count with each convulsion my Kegel muscles suffered through. No matter what the cost my body would pay for in the morning, it was worth the purge my mind would enjoy at the end of this gauntlet.

“Fuck me, Ma'am, get this pussy!” I yelled out, not knowing who the next woman would be. I heard other women moaning in the room, but I didn't bother looking up. I was selfishly focused on my own wantonness and pleasure, grateful to my Goddess and my Daddy for allowing me to.

I heard Blaze growl as she entered me, laughing as she heard
how slick I was. “Damn, you're still wet, slut? Fuck, I'm really gonna wear this pussy out now!”

She slammed into me with enough force to make me wonder briefly it a man had actually taken hold of my body. The fury of her strokes rocked me back and forth, causing me to grab the sheets and brace for the impact of her pelvis against my ass.

I felt the attention focus on the two of us as the sounds got louder and my screams got more pronounced. In fact, one person's attention cut through the noise in the room and instantly had my attention.

“Damn, Blaze, I know she gets You hot, but be careful with My property!” Neferterri's voice balanced me a little, but Blaze had my body humming, with yet another tsunami wave crashing through me, threatening to render me unconscious.

“Fuck…she's…got…fuck, I'm coming!” Blaze wailed as she shook violently while inside me. She tried to keep going like she had something to prove against what Sin did to me, but her strokes no longer had the force they possessed only minutes ago.

“Move, Blaze, it's My turn!”

“No, I got her next!”

“Damn that, she belongs to Me now!”

I didn't care if it sounded staged or if it were real, but to have Female Dominants fighting over who got to fuck me next was the boost I needed to take off into the stratosphere!

One after another, each woman tore into me as though I were the last piece of ass they would ever get in life. I think it might have been at least three other women who had their way with me. Each one couldn't believe I was still wet and didn't need any lube, but this was a rare night for something like that to occur. Usually, I would have needed to stop and use some lube after Blaze was
done fucking me, so, at least for tonight, my body and mind synced with the same objective in sight:t get rid of every bit of negativity in my mind, body, heart and soul, for tomorrow would begin with a clean slate.

While I didn't hear her voice during the scene, I felt my Goddess's presence near me the entire time. I was convinced she was the one slicing over my body with the knives because she would never trust anyone outside of Daddy to keep from breaking my skin. I had been switched into different positions to give my knees some rest, but I was never on my back, by her instructions. That was reserved for her.

In my mind, it would be the perfect sendoff.

After the last woman eased out of me, I was flipped onto my back. Her comforting, soothing hands gripped my weary legs and pinned them back as far as they would go. One more dollop of lubricant-laced fingers caressed my swollen lips. I softly cried out from the pain and soreness before my walls were invaded yet again.

This time was different.

My Goddess had come to reclaim me.

The reason why this last position was reserved for her was so she could end the scene and send me back to the family cabin to rest. Before she could do that, she needed to retire the slut and reclaim the slave who belonged to them, and I was ready to be reclaimed.

At least, I thought I was.

“Hi, precious.”

“Hi, Goddess.”

“It's time for you to come back to us, sajira,” She cooed in my ear as she slowly stroked me.

“i know, my Goddess. Is it safe to come out?” I asked as I wrapped
my legs around her waist, deepening our connection. My pussy didn't feel so sore while she was inside me. “Where's Daddy, is He okay, too?”

“Daddy's fine, baby girl, you will see Him soon enough,” She reassured me while kissing my face and lips. Her slow and rhythmic stroking inside my sex had a soothing effect, providing more peace of mind as each moment passed. “We will all be there by the time you wake up. Now, let's enjoy our time together before I have the slave boi take you to the cabin. I love you.”

“i love You, too.”

She continued to stroke me and caress me until the exhaustion from the two scenes slipped me into dreamland. The last thing I remembered before passing out were the strong hands and arms of the slave boi who brought me to my Goddess lifting me from the bed and taking me to my final destination to rest, until I was awakened when the rest of the family got back.

I sank deeper into the arms of my courier, who took great care in not disturbing the contents of the precious cargo he was entrusted with delivering. Letting my body succumb to a much-needed power nap, I chose to enjoy the bonfire raging in my dreams.

Smiling at the memories turning to ashes before my eyes…

THIRTY-SEVEN
shamise

“i've been waiting for this all week, Daddy.”

I couldn't take my eyes away from the fire as it flickered from his fingers. I was mesmerized by the beautiful sight, helpless to stop his fingers from touching my body. I didn't want him to not touch my body with his fire-laden, gloved hands, but I wasn't about to admit that I was looking forward to this. It was only a matter of time before my body would move in sync with the rhythm of the dance, despite my being bound to the Cross.

He had to move swiftly, as the alcohol mixture that glistened on my skin rolled toward sensitive areas on my body that he knew he didn't want to have singed.

That was what the vat of wax warming in the jars over the fire was for.

I loved fire play scenes because of the intimacy between partners and the fear of getting burned was an aphrodisiac for me. I got wet whenever I was watching or participating in a scene; it didn;t matter to me because I was a fire slut like that. Being an Aries, we're already drawn to fire, so it was second nature to me to enjoy this type of scene.

“you've been a good girl for Me and your Goddess, My darling little one.” He kissed me softly across my lips. “I've been looking forward to this all week, too, precious.”

This was what all the work we did this week boiled down to, and I was so glad it was finally over. The release tonight would be explosive, and after I'd overheard what my sis was subjecting herself to, I felt the need to play “can you top this” by seeing her suspension and whip scene and her all-girl gangbang and raise her with my fire and wax scene.

If I were lucky, I might have coerced Daddy into fucking my brains out.

The heat of the flames licking my skin aroused my senses, and his kisses against my skin aroused my libido. It didn't matter where his lips were, my body responded. It felt like silk grazed against me as his hands moved over my arms, up to my shoulders, and caressing my neck before he turned his palms up and let the flames lick at my nipples, never touching my skin the entire trip.

“Mmmmm, Daddy that feels so good.” My eyes narrowed, giving me an intoxicated look. He matched my stare, realizing the fire had its effect on him, too. I strained against my binds as he continued to drip the alcohol mixture onto my body and letting the fire blaze the trail along my skin, my eyes flashing along with the trail, trying to figure out its final destination.

Taking his free hand and drying my skin to keep it from igniting in areas without his knowledge, Daddy's body language gave himself away. He wanted me, I felt him, and the feeling was more than mutual, even before we began this scene.

My wrists and ankles might have been bound, but my hips weren't. I swayed them back and forth, enticing him to end this scene early. The belly-dancing classes were definitely worth the investment as I watched his eyes move with my sway, seriously considering my silent plea. The way the heat of the fire affected me, all he had to do was tell me the scene was over and we were
heading to the cabin with all due haste so I could properly put him to sleep.

He tried to ignore my movements, even blowing fire onto my skin from the torch in his hand to get me to stop. I arched my back and moved in rhythm with the direction the flames traveled, causing him to smirk with the realization that I was flirting with him during the scene.

“you think you're slick, don't you?”

I batted my eyelashes, trying to play innocent. “i don't know what You're talking about, Daddy.”

He slapped my hips, the source of his attention. “So, these shouldn't be moving if you don't know what I'm talking about, precious.”

“Do You wish for me to stop moving them, my Master? Are they distracting You?”

“you better not stop them from moving, baby girl, or I might have to punish you.”

The grin on my face was evident now. I was this close to having him where I wanted him. “i'd have to be a bad girl for You to punish me, Daddy. Have i been a bad girl?”

His eyes found mine as the flames in his hand found my nipples again. He held the torch there, daring me to moan, daring me to move or sway. He slowly moved from my nipples, lower to my panty line, the flames tickling the sensitive skin around my bikini lines. I was so tempted to give in to his dare, but I didn't want to move; his eyes took me prisoner and weren't about to let me go. I subconsciously licked my lips, one of my defense mechanisms when I wanted to moan or scream and I wasn't given permission to do so.

The heat danced near my clit; I felt my pussy getting wet from
the prospects of my sex being caressed by the flames. I started trembling, fighting the urge to slide my hips forward to consummate the union of fire against my nether regions. All I needed was for the flames to hit my clit just once and I would have been in pure heaven from then on. I would have welcomed whatever, and I do mean
whatever
, he would have wanted me to do, as long as I could feel it…right…
there
.

As I contemplated moving despite the consequences, he pulled the flames away, stepping away from me and extinguishing the glove.

The sneer on his face told me he intended to take the heat away from me. “you haven't been a bad girl yet, but if I have My way…and I will have My way…you will be before the night is over.”