Like a Thief in the Night -- Closed

Now:

Julie was dying, trying to control her manipulation of her clit while listening to Evan's tale. She would have normally been tempted to simply finish herself off, but the combination of the man's erotic story and her gentle masturbation was somehow very pleasing and very desirable at the moment, even more so a quick orgasm.

"You're holding things back," she accused after he told of going up to the room. "I want it all, Evan."

Julie didn't really expect the man to tell all of the details. Would she tell all if she was in his place? For example, she suspected that there was something about this woman Elaine that Evan was holding back. He'd admitted to having known her -- in the biblical sense -- during his marriage to Sarah, but he hadn't told Julie that the woman was, in fact, his wife's sister. That would have been a stunner of a detail... and, in its own way, would have be worthy of another forced favor, which was probably the reason Evan would finish his story tonight without ever revealing it to Julie.



Then:

From the bedroom, Megan had heard the click of the door lock as Evan slid his key card in and out. She stepped out into his view just as he entered the main portion of the sitting room, giving him a friendly smile. With the exception of her tall heels and a tiny thong, she was naked. She said politely as she walked to him, "Welcome."

"Is that him?" Elaine called from the bedroom bathroom, her voice sounding distant. After Megan -- who was walking backward, leading Evan toward the couch -- confirmed the other woman's question, Evan's sister-in-law said, "Make him comfortable, will you, Lover?"

"I am," Megan responded as she turned Evan's back to the couch. She reached for his belt to begin undressing him. If he did nothing to stop her, she would loose his pants and underwear, gesture him to sit, and go down on him. She asked him with the same ease his wife might use asking what he wanted for dinner, "Have you ever fucked a woman in the ass, Evan?"
 
Now

Evan couldn’t help watching Julie pleasure herself as he told his story. Her fingers were slender and delicate. He had to admit he wished it were him she was touching. He simply glared at her when she said he were holding things back. He was, but she couldn’t prove it, yet. “You’re getting much more details than I’d originally planned to give you, take them and be happy, or put up another favor.” He said. He then without missing a beat went back to telling his story. “Where was I. Those words hung in the air like the ringing notes of a bell, a bell that would sound my sweet demise. “Boy, did you earn such a pleasure?” He paused, “No wait I wasn’t to that part yet…”


Then.

Evan was greeted when he entered the room by Megan who was naked save her heals and her lacy underwear. He hadn’t originally been interested in her, but even he was not blind. Her breasts were small, but very perky, with some of the longest erect nipples Evan had ever seen, like pencil erasers pointed out at him.

Her hands were cool as she took his, and began to lead him back towards the couch. He heard her confirm to Elaine—who was not visible yet—that she would make him comfortable. He was taken aback at her question and the way she reached for his belt so quickly. He had known he was coming here to have sex, in all likelihood with both women; however it was still tough for him to accept that, to believe it was really going to happen.

He nodded to her question about anal, “Yes, once or twice.” By this time his pants were falling around his ankles, revealing the functional white briefs underneath. She made quick work of these as well. Evan’s cock was already hard. After all, he wasn’t a monk, and sexually aggressive women had always done it for him. That was what had always made Elaine able to get him. He was pretty sure he had never told her no, even.

Her hands pressed to his shoulders urging him to sit, before soft fingertips trailed down his shirt covered chest and then lower. “I’ll let Elaine unwrap the rest,” she commented as her hand closed around his cock, stroking him from base to tip.

He felt like he should stop her or something and then he felt her warm mouth taking him in. She did it in one long smooth motion, until her nose pressed to his pubic bone. He gasped, unable to believe this, previously, Elaine had been the only other woman to deep throat him, not that he was particularly large, but more tat his experience was that limited. “Oh… fuck.”

Evan was lost in the pleasure for a few moments until he happened to look up and he saw her there, Elaine, dressed in black lace, stockings, garter, panties and a shelf like push up bra which forced her large breasts up and out, the pale skin and pink nipples standing out against the black fabric. She was smiling; however it was in Evan’s eyes a dark smile. In that moment Evan realized he had just been given a test, and he had just failed, and that’s when she spoke and his suspicions were confirmed.
 
Then:

"Boy, did you earn such a pleasure?" Elaine asked, her lips tight with a devilish smirk. Megan pulled her head up away from Evan's groin to look to the older woman for guidance as her hand quickly replaced her mouth on an up'n'down stroking of his shaft. Elaine only told her, "Continue."

Without missing a beat, the younger blonde took Evan's cock back into her mouth and resumed to deep throating him energetically. The woman was a pro. Or, at least, she would have been if she hadn't for the past few years reserved her sexual activity for fun time with Mistress Elaine.

For her part, only neared the couch slowly, showing no intention of joining that fun. She could see by Evan's expressions, sounds, and movements that he didn't have long before the woman between his knees finished him. She moved in behind her female lover, placing her feet to straddle Megan's ankles, her thighs parted slightly. She caressed her hands over her midriff as she watched her brother-in--law's face revealing his imminent orgasm, then slipped one hand over her garter belt and down inside her thong. She drew a deep breath just as Evan's pleasure peaked... then laughed at his failure.

And she did see it as a failure. Evan had spent months trying to find the road back to his wife, and the night he had, he let past memories -- and deep fantasies -- lure him to a path that could possibly ruin his marriage forever. Of course, as far as Elaine was concerned, this was nothing but fun. She would never tell her sister that Evan had cheated, with her, with Megan, with any woman. That was a private affair between Evan and Sarah. It wasn't any of Elaine's business, despite the fact that she herself was the one inciting this betrayal.

As she watched Megan quickly and forcefully stroking her wife's husband's cock, spewing globs of cum into her mouth, onto her face and hands, and down her wrist to his own body, Elaine answered her own question about whether Evan had earned this pleasure. She purred, "No. No... I don't think so."

She withdrew her hand from her pussy, turned and went to the dresser by the bed as the blonde behind her licked up every last drop of cum that hadn't first gone to her mouth. She opened a common enough looking briefcase to reveal some very skillfully packed and very uncommon items for such a container: vibrators, dildos, leather straps, handcuffs, tightly rolled lengths of rope, bottles of lube, and so much more.

"Get on the bed," she ordered Evan, not turning to look at him but looking at his reflection in the mirror on the wall instead. She added forcefully, "Hands and knees."

By now, Megan was on her feet, wiping her chin with a finger and finishing the last of Evan's discharge before turning away with a pleased smile. At one corner of the foot of the bed, she leaned over, flashing her tight little ass to the man whose cock she'd swallowed. She reached up under the comforter, felt around, then pulled out a leather strap that had already been attached to the bed's foot. she flopped the four foot long strap out upon the mattress, revealing the ankle cuff at its end. She moved to the other corner and repeated, then turned to look at Evan. She smiled again and waved a hand in invite as if she was one of those bleached blonde airhead presentation girls on the Price Is Right, showing off a new car or set of luggage.

Meanwhile, Elaine had been attaching a leather coupling to one corner of the headboard. At the other end of it was a hand cuff shackle. She tossed a second one over the far side of the bed, which Megan would go secure when she was done with the ankle confinements. She looked to Evan with an evil smirk... as she began to lube up a butt plug with an on/off switch and rechargeable batteries...



Now:

Julie was conflicted. Horrifically conflicted. She wanted to finish herself off. Oh god, she needed release! But the tale Evan was getting into was... well, it was simply unbelievable. Not only in the sense that it had happened but that he was telling her.

Suddenly, she found herself pulling her hand from her groin and closing her thighs. She saw Evan's reaction and waved it away. She couldn't explain her postponement of ecstasy. She needed to hear the rest of what happened between her mark and these two women. She demanded, "Go on!"
 
Then

Evan couldn’t believe what was happening. This felt way better than it should. Oral sex was Evan’s ultimate weakness, but it was like she’d done this to him before. Then he got it, Elaine had probably given her tips on the things he enjoyed. He had this image of Megan practicing on a dildo with Elaine giving her instructions.

As Elaine spoke the blonde lifted her head, her delicate hand taking over, fingers and thumb forming an o as she stroked up and down Evan’s shaft. Elaine bid her to continue and Evan realized he continued to fail, he should have stopped her, offered to do something to earn this pleasure but, he was so close now, he didn’t want to.

As Megan went back down on him, he felt her hand cup his full balls, those skilled fingertips slipping back to stroke over the sensitive taint, drawing a gasp from Evan. She continued that motion, reading his body like a comedian read a crowd.

Evan’s eyes were locked on Elaine’s breasts as he suddenly was there, beginning to cum, filling Megan’ waiting and willing mouth. As Evan jerked and gasped he heard elain state that he hadn’t earned it.

Now

“At the time I didn’t realize the deviousness of Elaine,” Evan explained, as he watched Julie pull her hand away from her soaking sex and close her legs, merely lifting his eyebrows in question. “You see that was the power of Elain, she knew how to fuck someone’s mind just as well as she could fuck their body. She got me to turn aside from my marriage vows on the day that I was going to return to my wife.” He laughed at himself, “And somehow she got me to break my own word with a stranger first, it wasn’t even with her. Later when I thought about all of that, after I came down from my high and they tied me to that bed, I realized what had just happened. I was so desperate for attention; no for Elaine’s attention that I almost didn’t even notice that this other woman gave me this amazing orgasm. However I was to learn, that that evening was just getting started.” Evan rose from the bed to run a glass under the tap for some water. Evan watched Julie as he did this, taking his time getting a drink. She had tipped her hand, she desperately wanted to hear more of the story, and Evan was curious in that moment what she might do to hear more. “Long story short, it was a pretty wild night.” Evan said finally acting like he was done with his story.
 
Now:

"Long story short," Evan finished, a might too early for Julie's satisfaction. "it was a pretty wild night."

Julie waited a moment for the man to continue, but he didn't. She perked up, looking at him with an angered expression. "Continue!"

But he didn't, telling her that he'd given her enough for one favor. She feigned a pout, crying out, "Not fair."

She laughed, though, then sat there just staring at him for a long moment as he stared back. The smiles on their faces told each that they didn't want this fun to end. Julie reminded herself that she was blackmailing Evan, that she hadn't picked this man up in a bar for a night of wanton sex.

"It would be good for you to get this out," she told him, trying but failing to conceal her manipulating smirk. When he only continued to insist that he'd done his part, she asked, "Are you insinuating that I haven't?"

He didn't have to respond verbally for her to know what his answer was. She cocked her head and studied him for a moment longer. She stood, stared, stepped aside from the chair, then pointed a long-nailed finger at it. "Sit." When he didn't move Julie demanded, "Sit!"

She moved out of Evan's potential reach as he took the seat in which she'd only just been masturbating. She moved to the bed where he had been sitting, stood for another moment... then slipped her skirt off her hips and let it fall to the floor. She sat and spread her thighs, again showing him her glistening pussy. Julie gave Evan a moment to appreciate it again before she returned to fondling herself. Her chest rose and fell at the pleasure that she knew how to so skillfully give herself. The fingers of one hand parted her brown lips to show the pink ones within, while the fingers of the other hand moved over her clit in a favored circular pattern, occasionally dipping into her sopping hole for lubrication.

In between soft moans, Julie begged, "Continue... Evan... tell me... more."
 
Now

Evan almost laughed at her irritation at his stopping. He tried to insist that he’d done his part, and he could tell he was getting to her when she threw back that was he insinuating that she hadn’t done her part. He just lifted an eyebrow at that after all he thought her part was just to make favors go away. That being said, he wasn’t going to complain when she decided he must mean that her part was masturbation. He was content to let her think she knew what he wanted, and would never turn down the free show. Although to be honest he didn’t know why they had switched positions, but he rolled with it. There was a growing part of him that wished it was his hands on her. He shrugged at her begging. “If you insist. But as I said this story is worth more than just one favor, so if you won’t yield another favor start thinking of something else to offer me.” He said subtly trying to take more control of the situation.

“Where was I?” he mused his eyes watching her fingers moving on her clit. “Ah yes, they were securing me to the bed.”

Then

Evan couldn’t believe the power that Elaine still had over him as he stood slowly and moved towards the bed obediently. Like a lamb to the slaughter, he climbed up onto the bed and assumed the position Elaine had ordered. Allowing Megan to secure his wrists, as he felt Elain’s strong hands securing the ankles.

They left him like that for a few moments just feeling how secured he was like that before He was brought out of his thoughts, his anticipation by the sight of Megan’s smooth shaven pussy before his face as she lay down in front of Evan. In that moment Evan realized he had missed Elaine’s order. Elaine let him know he wasn’t paying enough attention with a sharp smack with her hand to one of his now upraised but cheeks. She didn’t even need to verbally scold him. They both know what he’d done wrong.

“I said eat her pussy, and don’t mind what I’m doing. Remember, if you’re a good boy, I’ll let you cum in my mouth next time, and we know how much you want that.” And Evan blushed because he knew it was true. As good as Megan was, Elaine was better, and Elaine also had the mental hold over him which would enhance that even more. He took a deep breath taking in the scent of Megan’s arousal, and then lowered his face between her thighs. He felt her hands, which had so skillfully stroking his cock moments before, stroke into his hair, pulling his head to her, but he also knew also keeping him from turning to look at what Elaine was doing. His tongue took his first swipe through Megan’s nether lips and over her sensitive clit.

He felt something cool and wet between his ass cheeks. He jumped and tried to pull away. He had guess something like this was coming but he wasn’t prepared, was he?” Megan’s hands tightened in his hair as Elaine began to tease the tip of the toy against his puckered anus. Her free hand stroking his cock back to full hardness. He tried to relax, knowing it would hurt less if he did. Wanting to earn that "good boy", words of praise, that Elaine would grant him if he pleased her.
 
Then:

Elaine watched with a sly smile as the scene unfolded before her. The chains on the shackles were just long enough to allow him to take a knees and elbows doggy position. She watched Megan walk around to the front left of the bed, into Evan's view, where -- slowly, erotically -- she reached to her hips and worked the tiny thong downward. She was, of course, shaved as smooth as a baby's butt. Where once upon a time she'd had a bush of natural blonde, she now had a ring shaped tattoo about two inches across. Upon closer examination, it was a very detailed ring of eight women, laying on their sides, with their faces buried in the groin of the next woman in the circle, eating her out.

On her knees, the blonde crawled onto the bed until she was directly before Evan. She sat back on that firm, beautiful tush of hers, moved her ankles outside of Evan's shackled arms, and slid downward until her opened pussy was directly under the man's face.

"Eat her pussy," Elaine ordered. She was lubing the vibrating butt plug as she watched. She viewed Evan's puckered anus and recalled the first time she'd filled it with one of her toys. It had been a simple dildo, and it had been utilized mostly for the humiliation purposes. This time she planned a combination of that with pleasure. She was walking slowly past the end of the bed when she realized that her playmate wasn't yet following her instructions. She reared back and slapped Evan's ass, causing him to jump. She said with a calm voice, “I said eat her pussy..."

She smiled, pleased with herself. Megan leaned her head and looked to her Mistress. Elaine noticed the deep breath of excitement the blonde had drawn at the sound of the slap and Evan's reaction to it. The two women had a Dominant/Submissive relationship that went back to Megan's 18th birthday and would have gone back even further if Elaine had allowed it. She hadn't. Her sexual predilections wouldn't win her Mother of the Year, not that she had any children, of course. But they wouldn't get her thrown in jail, either.

"...and don’t mind what I’m doing," Elaine continued, reaching out to gently caress Evan's already reddening ass cheek. "Remember, if you’re a good boy, I’ll let you cum in my mouth next time, and we know how much you want that.”

Evan went to work on the blonde's pussy, his head being helped by Megan's manipulations of it with the hand grasping his hair. She rocked and rolled her hips to his tongue's movements. But while her hands paid attention to Evan, her eyes were constantly on Elaine as she continued to walk about the end of the bed. In between moans at Evan's pleasuring, she smiled with anticipation of what was coming.

Elaine moved up onto the bed, kneeling directly behind Evan's raised ass. She began playing the butt plug gently against his anus, the cold lubricant causing Evan's sphincter to squeeze instinctively. She reached between his parted thighs and grasped his dangling cock. It was already fairly swollen, but her grip and kneading of him caused it to stiffen to rock hardness in just a few seconds.

"Earn me," Elaine said softly over Evan's shoulder. "Drive her to orgasm. Drive her to euphoria, Evan. Drive her wild!"

Elaine knew that Evan couldn't make Megan cum with oral sex alone. And Megan knew what her Mistress was going to do to help her climax. She tightened her clamping of Evan's head and pulled his face hard into her pussy just as Elaine rammed the butt plug into Evan's now well lubed hole. He jerked at the intrusion, grunting into Megan's pussy. Megan cried out in joy, less from the physical effect on her pussy and more from the expression in Evan's face and sound in his voice. She gripped him again and pulled his mouth to her sensitive pussy, crying out, "Lick me!"

Behind him, Elaine pressed on the butt plug, driving it farther inside him before rearing back again and slapping his ass cheek. She demanded, "Earn me!" She reached between Evan's thighs again, this time grasping his gonads. She knew exactly how to pull on them to cause temporary, sharp pain throughout his groin but not excruciating, disabling pain in his ball sack itself.
 
Then

Evan was licking at Megan’s pussy. He had always enjoyed eating a shaven pussy. It was so soft, and he was able to enjoy all the flavors of her skin without the hair in the way. He could hear her moans and he hoped he was doing a good job. He wanted to do a good job, he did not want to earn more slaps on his ass, did not want her to spank him for real for failing her, or…worse.

He gasped as she played the tip of the butt plug against his tight anus. Megan seemed to enjoy his gasp. He licked at her clit harder before he let out something between a grunt and a yelp as she rammed the plug into his ass. His noises were muffled against Megan’s sex as she pulled his head in harder, finding her own pleasure in the torment of the man.

Megan was submissive to her Elaine, but had no problem dominating men, especially men like Evan. She almost smirked, sharing a smile with Elaine. This hadn’t been the first man they had taken, however it promised to be one of the most fun.

Evan strove so hard to earn Elaine. God he wanted her. It was almost embarrassing how much he wanted her, that he would subject himself to this, the humiliation of the butt plug, the being used for Megan’s pleasure. But there was a part of Evan that was loving this, wanting it. The combination of the pain in his ass, and the pleasure in his erect cock were stark contrasts.

“Are you going to fuck him mistress?” Megan asked almost hungrily. And it was obvious that she didn’t mean with her pussy on his cock, she clearly meant fucking Evan in the ass.

Now

“Apparently I did pretty well at eating her out. I used to be pretty good. I don’t get a lot of practice these days, Sarah thinks it’s perverted.” Evan Commented to Julie, his eyes still riveted to her sex, watching her skilled fingers manipulate her clit. She could tell by that comment that there was a part of Evan that wanted to take over for her, to finish her off, to spill her over that edge that she so skillfully held herself at.
 
Now:

Evan described his wife's view on oral sex, "Sarah thinks it’s perverted."

"Sarah's ... missing out," Julie whispered between deep breaths. She was close to that point at which she knew she couldn't stop from wanting to cum. But she wanted to hear the rest of the story, so she was restraining herself. She looked the man in the eyes and said firmly, "You're going to eat me out in a little bit, Evan. But... before you do, you're gonna finish your story."



Then:

“Are you going to fuck him mistress?” Megan asked as she continued to rock her hips, forcing Evan's face up and down her sopping pussy. She begged, "I wanna cum, Elaine. Please, make me cum."

It might have seemed strange to Evan that while he was eating the younger woman out, she was asking the woman behind him to make her cum. He was doing the pleasuring... wasn't he? In reality, he wasn't. It was Elaine's actions at Evan's ass that were causing the rise in pleasure within Megan that would make her soon explode.

"Yes, my pet," Elaine said as she shifted the butt plug within Evan's ass with one hand and pulled hard on his gonads with the other. She reared back and smacked his ass again, causing the blonde to cry out in joy and drop her head back before looking up again and asking for more. Elaine slapped her brother-in-law's ass again, even harder, then reached to the butt plug's power switch. She saw Evan jump as the toy began vibrating roughly. She looked back to Megan, who looked about ready to explode, and said, "For you my lover. For you."

Elaine made no mention about Evan's pleasure or lack thereof. It was irrelevant at this point. His pleasure would come when he spewed his load forth into her mouth. But, he had to earn it first, of course. Elaine ordered him to eat Megan to climax, then dismounted from the bed. She went to her box of toys again, rummaged through it, then returned. She moved up next to Evan and caressed a hand over his back, his hips, under to his cock, up his belly, and finally to his chest and nipples.

She brought the other hand under his torso and snapped a nipple clamp in place. Evan's reaction was expected... and Megan screamed out, "Yes! Again, Mistress!"

Elaine snapped the second clamp upon Evan's other nipple, then squeezed both so tightly that his pain was made obvious. Again, Megan screamed out her delight, and Elaine leaned over the blonde to share a long, erotic kiss while she attached nipple clamps to the crying woman as well. The erotic passion filling the room was reaching a high and yet it could only get higher. Elaine turned back to the suitcase, pulled out a paddle, and -- catching Evan peeking up at her -- smiled.

"Earn me, Evan," she said, stepping closer and bringing the paddle down hard upon his ass cheeks and the butt plug both. She waited for his reaction to end, whacked him again, turned up the butt plug's power, and whacked him again. She leaned in, wrenched Evan's pussy juice covered face upwards, and kissed him. She bit his lip hard enough to make it bleed down upon Megan's swollen folds, and demanded, "Finish her!"

She returned to her suitcase again, pulled something out that Evan couldn't see, and moved around to mount the bed on her knees again. The man felt the butt plug suddenly pulled from him and the strap-on Elaine had donned and lubed rammed into his ass. She wasted no time, quickly beginning to pound against him, again and again and again, until Evan's reaction caused Megan to scream out in ecstasy. The blonde pulled the man's face so hard into her pussy that he couldn't breath without struggling loose. The orgasm was long and hard, nearly a minute long, during which Elaine continued to spank Evan once every five seconds or so while still ramming the strap-on deep into his rectum.
 
Now:

Evan frowned at Julie’s words, but he had to admit, her forcefulness and direct order made him shiver, the thought was exciting to him. He didn’t agree as of yet, but he didn’t protest either.

It was somewhat clear that Evan was also becoming worked up by the discussion, by watching her.

Then

21-year-old Evan was surprised by Megan’s words. Was he not the one pleasuring her? However, it quickly became clear as she responded to his grunts of pain.

He yelped in pain at the nipple clamps; however he also knew that the real pain would come with the removal of them. As she began to paddle him, he cried out in pain and in that moment wondered if this all had been worth it. However he still hoped it would be, he knew if he was a good boy he would earn his pleasure.

He was completely surprised when the plug was removed and she started fucking him with the strap on. His muffled shouts of pain were covered up by Megan’s screams of pleasure as she ground her pussy on Evan’s face, as she peaked not once but over and over, each thrust and spank, almost with each noise by Evan triggering yet another spill of pussy juices into his mouth as her body shuttered with yet another spasm of pleasure.

Evan might have enjoyed the pegging had Elaine been taking care to be gentler, and help him enjoy it more, however it was becoming clear to him that his pleasure did not matter in that moment, she didn’t care if he enjoyed it. This was the flaw in Elaine, and might be one of the reasons she would never hold Evan for the long term, that in this particular moment Evan wasn’t so much a person to her but just a tool for her pleasure. It was something that set the best domes apart from the average ones, the ability to never lose sight of the humanity of the submissive.

There was a part of Evan that wanted this rough treatment all the same, but whether he wanted it because deep down he enjoyed it, or whether he felt he deserved it for cheating on his wife, was difficult to say. Most things weren’t black and white and it very likely was a combination of both things. Evan, who was always in charge of his life, had a weakness for having the control of a situation ripped away from him.
 
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