Third Chance (9 page)

“Ryan,” Emma said in a low, lazy and satisfied voice. “You want to come, don’t you?”

“Yes, Mistress.” He shuddered like a thoroughbred who had just run a race. “So badly.”

The exquisite smile she gave him had a drop of pre-come leak out of his swollen tip. “Follow me.”

She hadn’t given Ryan any instructions to zip up his pants, so he didn’t, but he was more than aware of the people staring at his straining erection, of the whispers following him and how the scrutiny only made him hotter. With the Mistress that he’d trained with before Emma, he’d been to plenty of play parties, had been paraded around on a leash and fucked an endless series of people in front of large groups, but never once had he felt the mixture of embarrassment, pride, and sexual need burn through him like it was now. The twitch of Emma’s ass tempted him as she led him out of the Glory Hole room and deeper into the dungeon complex, past rooms full of people fucking.

“Shit, how many friends does Moira have?”

Emma laughed, “Oh, she has lots, but tonight is an open night for a few of our select customers as well.”

The fact that Emma might have been with some of the men now watching them stroll past had Ryan battling his jealousy. She didn’t give a shit about who he’d been with before her — well, other than his trainer Mistress Dawn — but he was having an issue with knowing that these men might have touched her. Seen her beautiful body up close.

With these dark thoughts in his mind, Ryan barely noticed they’d stopped until they were in a space that resembled what he’d imagined a room in an ancient castle would look like. Stone walls and floors with brightly colored rugs here and there. As far as he could see, there were no visible cameras in the room and he let out a silent sigh of relief that maybe Emma could lose herself in him tonight. That he could make her feel safe. The door opened behind them and Justan peeked his head in.

“I’ll be out here keeping guard on the door, my lady.”

The cheeky grin he gave Emma had her smiling back. “Thanks.”

Justan looked over at him and Ryan swore his friend’s gaze lingered on his cock for a little too long before he abruptly turned and slammed the door behind him.

Dismissing Justan’s odd behavior as just being a by-product of the sexual energy filling the dungeon, Ryan turned his attention back to the room. The bed was a huge four-poster with a hunter-green silk cover and restraints all over the place. Next to the bed was a St. Andrew’s Cross, and on the other side, a queening chair. Ryan’s dick jerked at the thought of using it tonight, of making his Mistress come all over his face, but he was distracted by those thoughts as he took a couple of steps into the room and noticed Master Chris sitting in a heavy, ornately carved wood chair looking like a lord surveying his domain. He’d changed into a pair of black leather pants and no shirt, showing off his muscular body. There was no doubt the other man was powerfully built, and Ryan could remember all too well the burning sting of a butt plug being shoved into his ass by Master Chris.

Tanya was naked, with the exception of a glittering gold belly chain, at the other man’s feet. The pink haired girl was lovely, curvy and soft, and Ryan’s gaze drifted down to her breasts, which were topped off with hard rose-colored nipples. Emma strolled up to them and ran a hand through Tanya’s hair. The girl gave Emma an adoring smile.

“I’ve missed you.”

“I’ve missed you too, Mistress.” She cuddled into Emma’s touch like a happy cat.

Master Chris smiled at both of them, running an indulgent hand down Tanya’s back. “You make my little one happy, Emma.”

“She makes me happy too.” Emma ran her thumb along Tanya’s lower lip. “I want to use this pretty mouth tonight.”

Tanya let out a soft moan. “Yes, please.”

“Naughty girl,” Master Chris said with a laugh then looked over at Ryan, or more specifically, Ryan’s hard dick. “If you get your boy any more worked up, he’s going to be coming all over himself.”

Laughing, Emma fisted a hand into Tanya’s hair and jerked her head back. Even from across the room, Ryan could see the desire in his Mistress’ face. “Ryan, would you mind if I played with Tanya for a bit? Of course, you’ll have to keep Master Chris occupied while I do.”

Swallowing hard, Ryan tried to slow his pounding heart, then nodded. “Whatever my Mistress desires.”

Emma released the girl’s hair and came over to Ryan, stopping just far enough away that the tip of his cock pressed lightly against the fabric of her dress, teasing him. “If I let you come once with Master Chris, will you still be able to fuck me when I want it?”

He gave her an incredulous look. “When have I ever had a problem satisfying you?”

Emma smirked, then leaned up and wrapped her arms around Ryan’s neck, her pelvis pressing into his. “Are you sure you’re okay playing with Master Chris? You don’t have to do it if you don’t want to. I promise I won’t be upset. If it doesn’t turn you on, I don’t want you doing it, and just as importantly, they don’t want it. Master Chris and Tanya don’t casually play with other people. You may not realize it, but they’ve accepted you into the inner circle of their family. However, that doesn’t mean your relationship with either of them has to be sexual. That is all your choice and I won’t be disappointed in whatever is right for you. I promise.”

He gathered her into his arms and hugged her close. “Honestly, Emma, I’m okay with him. I trust him enough to not go where he isn’t wanted.”

“Do you want him?”

He sighed, burying his face against her neck as he whispered, “Yes, but not like I want you.”

The softness of her body curved into his. “Of course you don’t want him like you want me. You two have chemistry together that Master Chris and I don’t, an intensely sexual chemistry, but different than what you and I have. I want you to experiment, to feel free to indulge whatever kink you want, as long as you do it with me.”

The sincerity in Emma’s gaze brushed away the last of his doubts. “Yes, Mistress.”

She began to unbutton his shirt, the stepped back when it hung open, her admiration clear in her gaze. “Ryan, get naked.”

Chapter Six

With his pulse thundering in his ears, Ryan did as his Mistress commanded, resisting the urge to squirm beneath the heavy gazes of the other three people in the room. Master Chris helped Tanya rise to her feet before he left his chair and prowled over to Ryan. That was the only way he could describe it — the other man moved like a predatory cat intent on his prey. Damned if that didn’t send a bolt of arousal through Ryan.

Emma had said they had chemistry, and as usual she wasn’t wrong. The closer Master Chris got, the more the air between he and Ryan seemed to spark with electricity. As Ryan kicked his pants then underwear into the corner, the other man closed the distance between them until his warmth seemed to bathe Ryan’s skin. He lifted his chin and met the other man’s stare head-on, and he wasn’t at all surprised when Master Chris grinned.

“I always knew Emma would end up with a high-power sub.”

Ryan almost asked the other man what he meant, but Master Chris chose that moment to close the distance between them so that his hot breath blew over Ryan’s sensitive skin, his beard scraping him as the other man said, “What’s off limits?”

“No fucking,” Ryan said immediately then felt like a moron for blurting it out.

“But touching is okay?”

He let out a shuddering sigh as he looked over Master Chris’ shoulder and watched Emma and Tanya hug and caress each other while they shared a deep, wet kiss. That erotic sight, combined with the hard male body pressed against his, had Ryan clenching his fists to fight the need to take Master Chris by the back of his neck and fuck his mouth. The blond man wore a light, crisp cologne and the sensation of their bare chests brushing against each other, of Master Chris’ nipple piercings rubbing against him, had Ryan groaning.

Making a low, humming noise Master Chris rubbed his lips against Ryan’s neck. “I’m going to touch you, and if at any point you want this to stop, just say no and I won’t push it.”

Apprehension mixed with lust as Master Chris gently stroked his tongue over Ryan’s thundering pulse. “Okay.”

Instead of going straight for Ryan’s straining erection trapped between their bodies, as Ryan had mostly hoped he would, the other man began to kiss his way over Ryan’s neck, caressing the skin at the hollow of his shoulder with fluttering licks. As Master Chris worked his way across Ryan’s chest, he couldn’t help but wonder if it really had been Master Chris sucking his cock so well. With a growl, Master Chris bit Ryan’s nipple hard enough to sting, and Ryan jerked against the other man. That little needle of pain seemed to sink through him right to his balls and he was sure Master Chris could feel the pre-come wetting the tip of Ryan’s dick as it rubbed against their stomachs.

“Am I going to have to tie you up to keep you still?” Master Chris whispered against his chest.

“Yes.”

That made the other man laugh and he straightened, running his hands up Ryan’s ribs, then over his chest, before circling them loosely around Ryan’s throat like a collar. “Normally I don’t allow topping from the bottom, but I think binding you to that Saint Andrew’s Cross might be a good decision. You see, I know how a man’s body works. I know that we like rough and hard sometimes in a way that women will never understand. I understand that I can hurt you and you’ll get off on it, that you’ll come hard and long after I’ve taken from you what I want and have given it to Emma.”

It was a struggle to drag his gaze from Master Chris’ hypnotic blue eyes, but Ryan managed to, and was rewarded with the sight of Emma slowly binding Tanya in a wide pink satin ribbon, circling the other woman’s breasts so they were bound tight and slightly distended.

Master Chris walked behind him and slid his arms around Ryan’s waist, his hand brushing the tip of Ryan’s cock, where it jumped against his stomach. Resting his head on Ryan’s shoulder, he whispered, “Beautiful, aren’t they? So soft, so pretty, so sweet, so vulnerable, but we both know how deceiving looks can be.”

Tanya glanced over and her gaze devoured Master Chris and Ryan standing together, her breathing visibly speeding up. “She really likes watching you with other men, doesn’t she?”

“Only the ones she picks for me.”

“What?”

Master Chris chuckled and began to inch his hands down Ryan’s torso, the other man’s thick erection pushing against Ryan’s buttocks. “Tanya has total control over who I bring into our bedroom. Always has been, always will be. And she wanted to see you with me the moment you walked through the doors of Kiss of Blue.”

His stomach muscles twitched beneath Master Chris’ fingertips as they trailed lower and lower, eventually brushing his pubic hair before tugging it and making Ryan groan and press back into him.

“Close your eyes.”

He wanted to keep them open, to continue to watch Emma and Tanya, but he did as he was told and was instantly rewarded. Master Chris firmly wrapped his hand around Ryan’s dick and in the darkness behind his eyelids Ryan swore it was the same hand that had jerked him off at the Glory Hole. He bucked and strained while Master Chris kept his stroke light and loose, teasing him until Ryan was practically growling. He found himself reaching behind and gripping Master Chris, grinding his ass on the other man’s cock while he tried to fuck the man’s wonderfully rough fist.

“Come, up on the cross with you.”

He followed Master Chris across the room, his gazed locked on Emma as she began to run a white feather over Tanya’s body, smiling as the other woman giggled and sighed, depending on where Emma was touching. At some point while he’d been distracted by Master Chris, Emma had stripped down to her red garters and flesh-colored stockings, her large breasts swaying enticingly with her every move. Ryan wanted to suck on her big nipples, to bite and nibble them until she gripped him by the back of the head.

Caught up in the fantasy of filling his mouth with Emma, he didn’t notice that he’d stopped walking until Master Chris griped him firmly by the back of the head. “I want your back to the cross.”

With his mind still clouded with images of serving his Mistress, Ryan did what Master Chris wanted without thought, allowing the other man to bind his wrists to the cross. It was only when the thick black straps went around Ryan’s ankles that his attention returned to focus on Master Chris, dragged away from the sight of Emma helping Tanya to her knees after she’d given Ryan a wink that both amused and reassured him while whispering the word “hot” and giving him, then Master Chris, a wide-eyed look.

Oh yeah, Emma was enjoying herself and that allowed Ryan to relax.

Well, relax up until the point that Master Chris pulled a tawse from his bag. The foot-long piece of black leather had been split at the tip to resemble a forked snake’s tongue, while the other end tapered to a leather-wrapped handle. Those things left a wicked sting depending on how hard they were used, and Ryan fought the apprehension filling him and stealing his lust. Master Chris walked over to where Ryan was bound and studied him closely.

“Remember, Ryan, as soon as you say no, we stop. I’m going to start out easy, warm you up.”

Ryan nodded, his dick still rock hard and really beginning to ache now after having been erect for so long. Master Chris leaned in, and his heavy erection pressed into Ryan’s thigh. He nibbled his way over Ryan’s jaw and when their lips were almost touching he paused, the tension building between them until Ryan gave into temptation and closed the gap. Immediately, Master Chris began to kiss him with a hunger that rivaled Ryan’s own, and he felt a sense of power at knowing he affected Master Chris so powerfully. Their tongues stroked and lashed each other, teeth biting, lips then sucking, all hard heat and firm demand.

From somewhere to his left, Emma cried out in passion, and they broke their kiss to turn and watch Tanya, on her knees between a standing Emma’s thighs, licking her to orgasm.

Both men groaned, and Master Chris said in a pained voice, “After I’m done with you, I’m going to fuck the hell out of my woman tonight.”