Playing for Keeps (17 page)

Unable to resist he leaned forward until he was pressed up against her back. As he nibbled at the nape of her neck, she shuddered deliciously against him.

“Watch her take her pleasure, Cassie,” he whispered, “see how good it can be.”

She tried to turn to say something, but the devil was in him tonight; he grasped her jaw firmly and turned her head. He kissed her hard before he forcibly placed her hands back on the table.

“Watch. That’s not a request; it’s an order,” he growled against her neck, before sweeping his tongue along her jaw.

The Master on the stage snaked his arm around the girl in front of him spooning his body around the back of her to make sure that she faced the audience. Matt saw the lust and anticipation in her face, the pleasure in her Master at seeing her excitement. Their commitment to one another was palpable and he had to wonder if Cassie would ever look at him in that way. As low music played in the background, the master on stage ran his hands across his partner’s body stopping to caress her breasts, to nip and pull at her nipples before travelling up to her shoulders caressing them gently and then running his hands down the sides of her arms. On reaching her hands, he grasped and lifted them above her head, and at a whispered command from him, she placed her hands high behind his head whilst at the same time spreading her legs. Not once did she close her eyes, instead, she kept surveying the watching audience. He could have heard a pin drop in the room. Matt heard Cassie’s breath hitch as the woman on stage started panting softly. His own heart rate increased as he realized how turned on she was becoming.

The act continued with music playing softly in the background. As her Master proceeded to stroke her again, his arms came around enfolding her as he once again caressed her breasts, tweaking her nipples, before he proceeded down between her legs to stroke her glistening folds. Her body was now undulating against him and as her breathing became more erratic, her pants could be heard across the room.

Matt watched Cassie take in the scene before her. Her eyes were wide and her sweet mouth was slightly open, whether with shock or passion, he had yet to decide.

The girl on the stage was becoming more excited, as was the audience, if the sounds of quiet gasps and sighs around the room were any indication. The Master on the stage looked at the girl in his arms as if to judge the state of her arousal. Apparently satisfied with what he saw, he raised an arm slightly and motioned to someone off stage.

Two men dressed in nothing apart from leather pouches entered the spotlight. Between them, they carried a long padded bench that they placed carefully near the front, before standing off to one side. The Master brought his partner’s arms down to her sides and led her over to stand by the bench before he motioned for one of the men to join them. Matt kept half an eye on the stage, but he was more interested in watching Cassie. She looked on in awe as the other Dom approached the stage. Her heightened color betrayed her excitement. The new arrival sat on the end of the bench furthest from the audience and with his back to them as he removed the pouch covering his erection. He lay back on the bench with his hands behind his head as the Master whispered his commands to the girl. She approached the foot of the bench and placed herself between the legs of the man laying there. She kneeled between his feet and dipped her head to take his swollen cock into her mouth; her eyes never leaving the audience. Her head bobbed as she licked the pre cum from the head, her tongue circling the swollen tip before she opened her mouth and took him deep into her throat. Her eyes were now feverish and it was obvious how turned on she was, how much pleasure she was getting, even though at that point no one was touching her. The head she gave was becoming too much for the young man on the bench and he brought his hands to the top of her head to hold her still. She glanced at her master as though asking permission for her next act. Her master dipped his hands quickly between her folds and his fingers came away covered in her cream. He stroked his fingers one by one into her mouth and she sucked her own juices. The master watched her, watching him. He winked slowly and she rewarded him with a dazzling smile. He smiled warmly at her, as if pleased with what he saw. Then he removed a foil package from his pocket and handed it to her. He watched as she deliberately tore open the condom and rolled it over the other man’s still erect penis, before he lifted and straddled her across the man that lay on the bench. He held her legs wide open as he deliberately impaled her on the awaiting erection.

Matt heard Cassie gasp in shock and realized she didn’t understand how he could let her be so intimate with another man.

“Why?” she questioned, her voice a low whisper as though she was asking herself and not expecting an answer.

“Because,” Matt was compelled to answer her question, “he places her pleasure before his own.” Matt pulled her back to lean against him, his own erection pressing against Cassie’s lush bottom.

He wrapped his arms around her, holding her against his chest. With her legs spread and supported on his thighs, she had nothing to hold onto but him for balance. She leaned her head back until it was nestled between his neck and shoulder, and he felt the flush that stole across her face as the stage act intensified and continued.

As the girl on the stage rode up and down, her Master continued to stroke her body all the while making sure he did not obscure her view of the audience. Her gasps were becoming more audible as she approached her climax, her eyes leaving the audience only once when she looked at her master beseechingly. His eyes narrowed as he looked at her and gauged her needs, she was near to cresting, riding the wave but not quite over the edge – she needed more. The other man was then summoned into the spotlight.

Cassie gasped with shock and swung her head around to look at Matt questioningly. She flushed even more as she realized he was watching her and not the scene playing out on the stage.

“Watch, see how much pleasure she’s receiving, Cassie.” He kissed her quickly and with a gentle tug on her hair, he turned her head back towards the stage.

Cassie was mesmerized and embarrassed at the same time. She felt that she should look away, but at the same time, she was too fascinated to stop watching. The second man of the act approached the bench and positioned himself behind the girl. He had removed his pouch and was stroking a magnificent erection. He placed his hands on the girl’s shoulders and caressed her, and then he bent and nibbled at her neck.

Moisture pooled and Cassie’s inner muscles pulsed with need. She clenched her bottom cheeks tight around the butt plug. She felt so tight, so full, so stretched that she worried about her ability to give Matt what he wanted. He was a lot bigger than the plug and she trembled nervously at the thought of him taking her that way.

She watched the act unfold on stage as the second attendant gently pushed the girl forward so that she lay on the bench, chest to chest with the other man beneath her. He was careful to position her head so that she could still look toward the audience. The man beneath her on the bench grabbed her hands and held them down by the side of the bench. At the same time, he spread his legs causing her to open her legs even wider. The newcomer to the stage donned a condom that he liberally smothered with lubricant.

Fascinated by the events being played out on the stage, Cassie watched intently. Matt had stated his intention to claim her ass, and she had no reason to doubt that he would carry out his promise. The thought of submitting to him, in this most personal way, had butterflies dancing in her stomach. Her nipples peaked and rubbed painfully against the stiff lace of her corset as her inner muscles twitched around the plug.

On the stage, the man turned and squeezed a large dollop of the lubricant across the girl’s buttocks.

Although she had already guessed what would happen next, Cassie was unable to stifle her soft moan of excitement. Acutely conscious of the butt plug in her own rear, she continued to watch, fascinated by the events unfolding on the stage.

She knew without looking that Matt was still watching her closely, she could sense his scrutiny. Had he seen her fascination? Could he tell she was aroused?

She was only vaguely aware when he sat up straighter and pushed her forward so that she was once again forced to use the table for support. Her legs still straddled his.

She was fascinated by the happenings taking place on the stage and didn’t notice she had been repositioned until she felt his hands stroking their way up her inner thighs under the long skirt. She tensed and tried to close her legs, an impossible feat when she was astride him as she was. His legs were holding her wide open for his touch. She looked around quickly and hoped that nobody could guess what he was up to. She needn’t have worried as the others in the room were either too engrossed in the stage act itself or in making their own entertainment just like them.

“Watch her pleasure grow, Cassie,” Matt whispered in her ear. “See how much pleasure her Master is getting from watching her being fulfilled!”

Cassie couldn’t take her eyes from the stage as she watched the second man proceed to rub the lubricant into the girl’s backside. His fingers slipped, one, then two, then three at a time into her asshole as he stretched her in preparation for his entry. All the while, the man beneath her gently rocked her up and down on his own erection. Her whimpers of delight and anticipation filled the room, along with the moans of appreciation and arousal produced by the audience.

The man at the rear leaned over the girl and with one hand in the middle of her back, he held her in position. Grasping the swollen head of his erection, he teased and circled her puckered entrance for a few moments, before he inserted the rigid length into her tight asshole. He gently rocked back and forward, stretching her slowly until he was fully embedded up to his balls. ‘Oh God yes!’ the girl screamed out her pleasure. She was sandwiched between the two men as they started to rock their bodies in unison against her. As one entered the other withdrew. They alternatively filled her, from the front and the rear, as she bucked and squirmed between them.

Cassie was so turned on she was panting and breathless. Matt had reached the juncture of her thighs and his fingers probed and stroked her slick flesh. She knew she was wet and she could imagine his pleasure, when the juices which were running onto her thighs, soaked his fingers. It was a sign of how aroused she was that she was unable to put up any resistance to his probing fingers even though they were in a public place.

“She’s going to feel so filled. So tight.” She listened, as Matt whispered in her ear. “Her orgasm is going to be mind blowing. She’ll be euphoric. Watch her.” He nibbled, sucked, laved at her nape as he continued to stroke the heated center of her.

Her mind was ready to shut down under his sensory assault. Nothing had ever felt this good and she didn’t want him to stop. His hands felt like they were everywhere at once. His hot breath against her ear as he’d whispered exactly what he had in mind for later, drove her to distraction.

“How you are going to feel when I fill you like that?” he whispered.

Oh God! She could hardly wait, her inner muscles clenched and her juices flowed more freely. She fantasized about Matt taking her puckered hole, imagined herself on her knees before him, as she continued to watch the scene on the stage.

She’d been unable to contain her low moans of pleasure as he’d continued to bombard her senses on all fronts. Unable to tear her eyes away from the stage, she’d watched the girl aim for her climax.

All the while, her own climax had been building. Matt had inserted two fingers deep inside her, curling them to catch her G spot as his thumb rubbed against her clit. She’d had to bite her lip to stop herself from screaming aloud when she had felt his other hand on her backside. When he’d started to play with the butt plug, slowly twirling it around inside her, she’d been forced to bury her head in her arms to stifle her cries of excitement. He moved the butt plug, alternately pulling then pushing it in and out. At the same time he’d used his other hand to finger fuck her. She had been overwhelmed by the different sensations and couldn’t withhold her moans of pleasure. In an effort to prevent her cries from being carried across the room, she buried her face in her arms and bit down on her arm in an effort to stifle her moans.

Matt was rock hard and his erection strained for release. He was a glutton for punishment, because as much as he wanted to throw her across the table and take her there and then, he wouldn’t embarrass her. Unlike the girl on the stage, Cassie was no exhibitionist.

Anticipation gnawed at his gut as he felt the small contractions that rippled over his fingers buried within her. “Imagine how you’re going to feel later when I take your behind?” His voice was hoarse, his breathing ragged. “You’re driving me mad – I can hardly wait to get you alone.” She whimpered her need and the thought of him being inside her became all consuming.

‘You are so tight with your ass filled. My fingers feel like they are in a vice.’ he told her.

The girl on the stage was starting to scream, her climax imminent.

He felt Cassie’s internal muscles pull and quivered around his fingers. They held him tight, and then tightened, gripping like they were never going to let go. She rocked back and forward on his hand, as she sought her own release. However, her focus was fixed directly on the stage as she watched the scene reach its crescendo. The girl on stage climaxed screaming her Master’s name.

Matt was determined to give Cassie the release she craved. The audience throughout the room erupted into thunderous applause. He urged his fingers harder and higher, nipping her clitoris between his forefinger and thumb in short sharp bursts as he ground her backside down against his thighs. He wanted her to feel the intrusion of the butt plug. He felt her internal muscles start to contract, gripping him harder and harder, and he knew that she was close to achieving her own release. The small trembles that overtook her body, told their own story. He raised her head and quickly brought his mouth down hard on hers in time to swallow her scream of completion as her climax hit.