A Turn of the Screwed (17 page)

“Yes, Sir.”

“Let’s see how you feel after the next two days together.” He pulled his hand from her pussy, reaching around to her head and pressing his fingers against her lips. She opened, sucking his fingers clean and wishing like hell Scott had taken control of her like this from the very beginning of their marriage.

This was no longer about her versus Keith. She’d left that in the dust.

This was about her putting her foot down and ending her cycle of reacting and bouncing around. This was her taking charge.

So to speak.

“Push up on your arms,” he ordered.

She did, closing her eyes as his hands cupped her breasts, rough fingers zeroing in on her nipples, pulling, rolling, teasing, making her moan even louder.

“Yeah, you like that now.” His hands disappeared, then returned as sharp, biting pain hit her nipples, making her cry out.

“Those are just nipple clamps,” he whispered in her ear as the pain quickly settled into a dull, throbbing tug on her nipples. “Just imagine what it’s going to feel like getting them pierced, nice rings in them like Scott has.”

He gently tugged on what she realized was a chain connecting the two nipple clamps together, making her cry out again even as her clit screamed for relief.

“Yeah, keep making
those
noises,” he said. “It just hardens my cock. Now I suggest you get comfy and figure out how to prop yourself up on your elbows or that’ll get painful fast.”

She readjusted herself, made difficult by her legs being tied so far apart, but finally wedged her elbows under her so her nipples and the clamps weren’t dragging along the bed. But now the nipple clamps and chain were swinging, tugging on her nipples and adding to her pleasant misery.

He stepped behind her again and after a moment, she felt a gloved, lubed finger begin probing her virgin ass. No, Scott hadn’t done any ass play on her. It hadn’t been something she’d been interested in, although had Scott really wanted to, she would have let him.

She heard one of the vibrators click to life and start humming. A moment later, Keith was sliding it into her pussy, making her moan.

“That’s it. Don’t come yet. You come before I tell you to, you’ll get spanked even harder than I just did. I’ll use a cane on your ass. No more masturbating for you, either. You want to come without me making you come, you ask me for permission first. No more fucking Scott whenever you want, either. I control all of that now, and you come to me first. Got it?”

“Yes…Sir…” Thinking, much less talking, was difficult.

“Good girl.”

Fuck
. Those two damn words. The tone he said them in.

For a gay man, he sure had drilled right through to some secret center of her brain.

He slowly worked one lubed finger into her ass even as he slowly fucked her pussy with the vibrator. Her head dropped, her body beyond her control as she tried to rock her hips against his hands and urge him faster, urge him to get her off.

“I said I’m driving,” he told her. “When you come, it’s going to be with my cock deep in your ass. Bareback. The first load of cum that christens you there will be mine. In fact, I might not ever let Scott fuck your ass.”

He pressed the vibrator deep inside her pussy, holding it there for a moment before slowly withdrawing it again, and as he did she realized he had his finger all the way inside her ass and was now slowly fucking her with it.

“I might just tell him this ass belongs to me,” Keith said. She felt his cock brush against her thigh, once again hard, ready. “I might tell him he gets no ownership over it. Maybe I’ll tie him up and make you straddle him, let him suck your pussy while you suck his cock and I fuck your ass.”

She moaned again, the image so fucking hot, sexually charged, it was all she could do to hold back and follow his orders not to come.

“Oh, so you like that idea, huh?” he asked, now a second lubed finger pressing for entrance. “Hmm. Maybe my goal should be to turn you into my little ass slave. Get you craving being fucked like that.” He slid the vibrator deep again, pulling yet another moan out of her as the pinching burn of two fingers filling her ass tempered the pleasure.

Her moans turned into whines a few minutes later as he started working a third finger into her ass, stretching her.

“You can take it,” he said. “Don’t worry. I’ll take my time. I want you enjoying it when it’s my cock sliding inside you.”

He worked the vibrator inside her pussy, withdrawing it, teasing her clit with it before sliding it inside her again. “I’m going to have to get you a couple of butt plugs, though,” he said. “Make sure you stay nice and ready for me.”

She whimpered as he leaned in and bit her, hard, on the right ass cheek. “Scott’s got one in right now,” he told her. “I told him he’d better be ready for me to bend him over and fuck him as soon as he gets home. So he’s sitting in his chair at work right now, his cock probably hard, that butt plug digging in and reminding him who owns that ass of his. Maybe that’s what I need to do with you, too. Send you to work so as you’re sitting there, you remember who owns you now.”

Squirming, she both wanted to hold back her orgasm and yet was almost willing to risk the beating if she didn’t. This was…

Fuck, this was the hottest thing…
ever
. She’d been more than satisfied with Scott as a lover over the years. He’d rarely failed to satisfy her, one way or another, in bed.

But…

Never had he ever taken control of her like this. Ever.

And maybe that’s the one thing that had really been missing all along.

Time seemed to expand, contract as she writhed on the end of the bed, unable to move, pleasure and pain mixing and merging, her warm, freshly beaten ass only intensifying the pleasure from the vibrator and Keith’s fingers in her ass.

Finally, he pulled both the vibrator and his hand away, making her gasp.

“Don’t worry. Time for the next part.” She heard him turn off the vibrator and he stepped away for a minute. When he returned, he laid something down on the bed.

“Here’s what’s going to happen,” he said. “I’m going to slide my cock up this beautiful virgin ass of yours. I’m also going to fill your pussy with this other dildo here. And I have a special little surprise that Scott really likes. Let’s see if you enjoy it as much as he does.”

She felt him press the knob of his cock against her rim. She let out a gasp as he started stretching her, slowly thrusting forward.

“That’s it,” he said. “Make noises for me. Whine, plead, beg. Unless you call red, I’m not stopping. It makes my cock harder to hear you make noises.”

She fisted the covers, trying to relax, but his cock felt even larger than the three fingers had. He pressed forward, retreated, and pressed forward again, gaining ground each time until she finally felt his thighs rubbing against her sore ass.

“There, see? Such a good girl, you took it like a champ. It took Scott a lot longer to work up to taking my cock that easily.”

Then she felt him press the other dildo, the non-vibrating one, against the entrance to her pussy, rubbing it back and forth in her juices before starting to work it inside her.

With his other hand, he started playing with her clit, pinching and rolling it between his fingers, but not enough to get her off.

“I think we’ll have to spend some nights triple-stuffing you, too,” Keith said. “Maybe my cock in your ass, a nice, fat toy in your pussy, and Scott’s cock in your mouth. Would you like that?”

“Yes…Sir…”

“Of course you would.”

Now she was actively trying to rock her hips against his hand, urging him to work the dildo deeper inside her pussy.

He let go of her clit and slapped her ass, hard. “Stop it,” he said. “Hold still. I told you, I’m driving. You don’t stop it, I’ll hogtie you on your back and do this to you and not let you come at all.”

The thought of being helpless like that nearly made her come right there, but she fell still.

“Good girl,” he said, his hand returning to her clit. “We’ll get this worked up inside you and then the fun can begin. Been a long time since I’ve been with a woman, but one thing I do remember is that women can come a bunch of times.”

He stretched his body out over hers, pressing her down toward the mattress, his mouth next to her ear.

“There’s nothing I love feeling more than someone having an orgasm with my cock buried in their ass. I could stay hard for hours feeling that sensation. But guys, they’re good for one, sometimes two, if they’re lucky, at a time. So be prepared to spend a
lot
of the next two days just like this, my cock in your ass, and you coming all over it.”

He sat up and worked the dildo the rest of the way inside her, holding it in place with one hand. Then he grabbed the other object and she turned her head enough to get a glimpse of it as he picked it up.

It was an electric vibrator.

“This is a Hitachi,” he said. “And I love the everlovin’ fuck out of these things.” He flicked the switch and it hummed to life. “This is the low setting,” he said, an evilly gleeful tone in his voice. “When I can’t make you come anymore with it on low, we’ll switch it to high.”

He switched it off and she felt him lay it on her back. Then he slowly withdrew his cock until just the head remained inside her before thrusting deep again.

“Mmm. I can feel that dildo inside your pussy, baby. Wish it was Scott’s cock. I’ll have to make sure when he gets home we take care of checking that item off my bucket list, and yours.”

She was hoping that, too, quite frankly.

Reaching under her, he tugged on the chain connecting the nipple clamps, making her gasp. “I think this weekend we’re getting those pierced, baby. A couple of rings I can hang things from when I want. Take you and Scott over to Venture, strip you both down, and lead you around by leashes attached to them. Ooh, there’s a thought.”

She felt his cock throb inside her ass. “Next private party we get invited to, I can tie you two up sixty-nine and whichever of you comes first, the other gets their ass fucked by me right there, while the other gets vibrator play. Hmm.”

He took another slow stroke with his cock, and now that she was loosened and lubed, she was really starting to enjoy it.

Picking up the Hitachi again, he turned it on and slid it against her clit.

“Come for me, baby. Show me what a good little ass slut you’re going to be for me.”

It felt like her world exploded. She was vaguely aware of him starting to fuck her as her orgasm ripped her apart at the seams, the chain on the nipple clamps swinging as he slammed his hips against her tender ass. Then he stopped fucking her, his cock and the dildo both buried inside her as he put his weight on her again.

“Baby,” he whispered, “you are
so
fucked. I can feel your ass squeezing my cock. You’re loving every second of this. There’s no shame in it. Maybe that’s been the problem all along, you just needed someone who knew what you needed. Trust me, I’m going to take care of all of your needs from now on. You don’t have a thing to worry about. All you have to do is keep ‘yes, Sir-ing’ me, and I’ll make sure you’re a happy girl.”

He fucked her again for a few strokes, stopping with a laugh as she cried her way through another round of intense pleasure she wasn’t sure she could survive.

“I was worried about you before,” he said. “Honestly, I was. I felt badly about the situation. Had I known what you were needing, I could have saved you all these weeks of fear and stress.”

Hell, if he could make her feel like this all the time, she didn’t give a shit what he did to her, or to Scott.

She’d gladly agree to anything to keep feeling like this.

* * * *

Something flipped inside Keith. He’d thought for sure at some point before now she would have called red.

Not end up orgasming with his cock tightly fisted deep in her delicious ass.

Yes, she was a woman. Yes, he was gay. But he knew he loved Scott, and the thought of losing him ripped Keith apart.

And he really liked Noel.

If
this
was the kind of thing that she needed to keep her happy…well, hot damn, sure, he could do it. So far, she’d easily taken more than Scott had for her first time with him, and seemed eager for more.

Maybe she didn’t realize how heavy a bottom she was, or how deep a submissive or masochistic streak she had.

Everyone would win.

Another thought rolled through him, the melancholy look on both Scott and Noel’s faces still weighing heavily on his mind that first night when he’d met her and divorce had been discussed as a hypothetical future event.

He leaned in, struggling to hold back his own release even as he felt another wave of orgasms sweep through her.

“You know,” he softly said, “there’s no reason why we couldn’t get you pregnant. I’ve always wanted kids.”

An even louder moan rolled from her, followed by a stronger wave of contractions as her ass squeezed his cock.

Holy. Shit.

How deep did the levels of her need truly go? Now that he’d made a breakthrough with her, he wanted to find the bottom of that well.

“Is that something you’d like, baby? The two of us taking turns trying to breed that sweet pussy of yours?”

Her back arched, deep, rolling cries of ecstasy escaping her as she tried to fuck herself against him.

“Then I think what you need to do is have a talk with Scott,” he said, his heart now racing. “If you’re ready for that, and it’s what you really want, then you get off the pill and let the two of us take over.”

She strained against her bonds, her fingers tightly fisted in the covers, beyond reason, it would seem.

No telling how much of this plan would remain in the light of day when sanity returned to her brain and the endorphins wore off, but yeah, he wouldn’t deny it was a hot fantasy. Unless they ever developed a vending machine where you could pop a baby out of it, it was adoption…

Or this.