Six Masters Island - Chaytons Twins (22 page)

He felt her relax as she got used to his manipulations.
 
Thumbing the remote in his pocket, he upped the vibration a notch and she gasped, “Oh, god,” and began squirming again, causing Chayton’s cock to swell as her bottom moved on his lap.
 
Chayton chuckled and kissed her cheek.
 
“Don’t you cum, Alyssa.”

She tried to talk herself down and Ayden reached for her hand, cupping it around his balls.
 
He was fairly certain he would not climax, and wanted to distract her so she would not be punished.
 
He could tell by the flush spreading down her chest she was in crisis.

Chayton enjoyed the way they helped each other.
 
It was everything he had imagined and hoped it would be when they finally found a female.
 
Alyssa started frantically rolling Ayden’s testicles, trying hard not to think about Chayton’s fingers thrusting rhythmically inside the pussy that had been kept wet and needy all morning.
 
“Please, Master,” she breathed.

“Perhaps you will be more willing this evening.”
 
He knew she would not last much longer, but had decided he really wanted to whip her again, this time with Ayden present.

Her hand started sliding up and down Ayden’s partially sheathed cock and now he was breathing hard as well.
 
Chayton was delighted.
 
“Ayden, you know better,” he warned.

“Yes, Master.”
 
Ayden gritted his teeth and tried to pry her fingers off.

Chayton decided he had better put an end to this delicious torment.
 
He was paying more attention to the twins’ antics than the ponies.
 
He found Alyssa’s special spot and pressed.
 
She hissed, “Oh, ooh…nnnmph,” and her cream slid down his fingers.

Chayton squeezed her and whispered, “Bad girl.
 
You’ve earned a punishment.”

Alyssa cringed through her subsiding post-orgasmic shudders.
 
Ayden had gotten her hand off his cock just before she climaxed, or he would have gone over the edge as well.
 
Now he was sitting with a throbbing erection yearning for release.
 
He took a breath, ready to speak.

“Don’t ask.
 
You’re the one who decided to try to distract her.”
 
Chayton’s eyes never left the arena.

“Yes, Master,” Ayden replied while his erect shaft danced little spasms of denial.

A few minutes later, Chayton realized he could not keep his attention on the ponies.
 
The thought of binding Alyssa had him consumed with desire, and he rose and ordered the twins to follow him.
 
As they neared the house, Alyssa slowed down, fearing the impending punishment for climaxing against his order.
 
At least he had shut the damn vibrator off.

They followed their Master down the stairs off the kitchen, and as Chayton opened the door to the first room, Alyssa’s eyes were already spilling tears.
 
“Ayden, strip her,” he ordered as he walked to the cabinet.

Ayden started unfastening the straps and the corset.
 
Alyssa began to tremble as Chayton led her to the post, and the thought of fighting again flashed through her mind but she knew he would win and she would only risk further punishment.
 
He fastened her wrists and chained her like before, arms over her head, legs spread wide, and she felt her bottom clench against the plug in fear.

Her back was to him and he called Ayden over.
 
“Please let me wait in our room, Master,” Ayden begged.

Chayton was rock hard, looking at the blue eyes filled with distress.
 
“No, Ayden.
 
We’re teaching her together.
 
Make her cum again.
 
I will keep whipping her until you do.”
 
Chayton liked this idea.
 
Ayden looked frightened.
 
“Trust me.
 
You will find her aroused and she needs to understand her pleasure.”

Ayden walked back to Alyssa and knelt in front of her.
 
The terror on her face was painful, and he touched her thigh.
 
“I’m sorry.
 
I’ll be here.”
 
It was all he could offer.

They heard the swish of the leather and Alyssa winced at the smack of the whip as it stung her back.
 
“Count,” Chayton ordered.

She wailed, “One, Master.”

Ayden moved his hand to her spread cleft, and just as his Master had said, she was wet.
 
She tried to back her hips away as the second blow lashed across the top of her hips.
 
“Ow.. two, Master,” she sobbed.

Ayden put his tongue to work.
 
Alyssa did not understand.
 
Her back was on fire, but her sex was on fire in a different way.
 
Ayden’s tongue rolled across her clit and she gasped as another strike hit her left cheek.
 
“Aah..”
 
She rolled her hips towards Ayden.

“Count,” Chayton reminded her.

“Three, Master,” she stuttered.
 
Ayden’s fingers found her wet channel clenching tightly, and while he thrust them in and out, his tongue played frantically on her clit.
 
Swish.
 
Thwack across the other cheek, and again the burning sting but this time it was buried by her arousal.
 
“Four, Master,” she moaned.

Ayden could feel her begin to crest, and her orgasm hit the same instant the fifth strike of the whip landed on the bottom crease of her ass.
 
She rocked forward into Ayden.
 
“Aaahh.
 
Oh, god,” she groaned.

Chayton walked up behind her and smiled as he watched her juices start trailing down her thighs.
 
Ayden’s head was resting against her.
 
“Count,” he whispered.

“Five, Master,” she sighed in exhaustion.

Chayton reached around, cupping her breasts, and kissed her neck.
 
“Good girl, my sweet Alyssa.”
 
He released her from the bindings and turned her around, and as Ayden stood up he pulled them to him.
 
“My pretty twins.”
 
He kissed the tops of their heads and they both smiled in contentment.
 
“Ayden, take Alyssa up to the rooms and get washed up.
 
Put the outfits and plugs away and get some lotion on her back.”

“Yes, Master,” Ayden smiled.
 
He loved taking care of her.

When they got to the room, Ayden had her bend over the bed again.
 
It embarrassed her, but the thought of the plug finally removed had her pushing her belly into the mattress.
 
She thought he would want her help with his, but he disappeared into Chayton’s room.
 
She heard water running in the Master’s bathroom and she headed to start the shower.

Ayden joined her a few minutes later, and despite the recent activities, she found herself laughing with him as he made her a princess crown with the bubbles from the shampoo.
 
She made him a crown too, and they declared themselves the prince and princess of pain.
 
The situation was so sad it was funny, and Alyssa broke out in a new fit of laughter.

After their shower, Alyssa lay on the bed while Ayden massaged the healing lotion on her welts.
 
“Ayden?”

“Yes, Alyssa?” he murmured.

“Why am I like this?
 
I never knew.
 
How can I be like that when he whips me?” she asked.

“You know he’s not going to hurt you.
 
I mean, he’s not going to injure or scar you, and I think you’re starting to trust him.
 
It took me a long time to get to that point.
 
It’s hard not to be attracted to him.
 
Chayton is everything male.
 
I used to wonder if maybe I harbored a secret desire to be with a man when I finally accepted him.
 
I guess you’re wondering if you’ve had these masochistic tendencies all along.
 
The answer to both questions is: probably.
 
We may never have discovered or experienced it without meeting him.
 
I can promise you something,” Ayden said with conviction.

“What?” she whispered.

“He will never let anyone hurt us.
 
Ever.
 
We mean more to him than anything else he has here.
 
You may think that’s impossible because you just got here, but he’s been looking for someone like you for a long time.
 
He loved you as much as he loves me, before he ever met you.”
 
Ayden kissed the welt on her shoulder.
 
“Rest a while.”
 
They both quieted, lost in their own thoughts and Ayden lay down beside her.
 
She curled into him, running her fingers across the soft blonde hair on his tight chest.

Chayton walked in about half an hour later and stood at the door, smiling at them.
 
They looked so pretty lying together, daydreaming.
 
“Time for dinner.”

Alyssa stretched and they got to their feet.
 
Ayden quickly donned a breechcloth and grabbed a dress for Alyssa, and they followed Chayton to the dining room.
 
They knelt on their pillows and Chayton placed their bowls in front of them.
 
He gathered Alyssa’s hair and put it in a tail again.
 
“Thank you, Master.”
 
She meant to do that before they left the bedroom.

Chayton let Ayden and Alyssa go out by the pool after dinner.
 
He needed to clear some things up with Antonio.
 
He trusted the trainer’s judgment about Misty and was intrigued with his plans.

The twins walked around the patio, eventually sitting on the edge of the pool.
 
Alyssa wanted to go swimming but was afraid to ask.
 
“Ayden, about the pony thing, I had no idea that’s what he meant when he said they were working in the stable.”

“It was odd to me when I first saw it, but I guess it’s been going on for centuries.
 
From what I’ve gathered, they have races all over the world.
 
We stay on the islands, but almost every estate has a stable,” he informed her.

“It’s horrible,” she shivered.

“The ponies are actually treated very well.
 
They’re in excellent physical condition and get massages and groomed twice a day.
 
They are more than taken care of sexually and the trainers treat them like gold.”
 
Ayden hesitated for a moment and added, “Most of them seem to enjoy their life.”

“Slaves will tell you their biggest fear is a change in routine.
 
The ponies have set schedules, and even if they’re sold to another stable the routine stays pretty much the same.
 
Look at us.
 
We don’t know from one minute to the next what he’s going to want from us.
 
I bet if you asked your friends if they’d rather change places and be with the Master, they’d say no,” he reasoned.

“I guess they didn’t look unhappy,” Alyssa noted.
 
“It’s just hard to understand.”
 
She yawned.

“Come on, let’s go back to the room.
 
You’re tired,” Ayden said.

“I hate to go back.
 
We may not be allowed to come out again for a while,” she complained.

“He’ll let us out.
 
Come on.”
 
He pulled her up.

When they got back in the room, she laid down in her dress.
 
“Wake me up when he gets back.”

“I will.
 
Go to sleep.”
 
He sat down on the window seat with a book.

He shook her awake sometime later.
 
“He’s in his room.”

“Thanks.”
 
She sat up and ran her fingers through her hair.

Chayton opened the adjoining door.
 
“Come, twins.”

The two of them went into the room and knelt on the pillows by the bed.
 
“Alyssa, unless I specify otherwise, you are to be naked when you are in my room or you will be punished,” Chayton ordered.

Alyssa quickly untied the strap at the shoulder and shimmied out of the dress.
 
“Yes, Master.”

He got into bed.
 
“Ayden, get me hard.
 
Alyssa, up here.”

Ayden climbed in and latched his lips around Chayton’s semi-hard cock.
 
Alyssa scooted up by the pillows.
 
Chayton laid her down and began suckling a breast.
 
Alyssa ran her fingers through his hair and sighed, her sex heating with desire.

“Ayden.”
 
Ayden looked at Chayton and his Master nodded at him.

“Alyssa, on top.
 
I want to be buried in you,” he ordered.

She straddled him and slowly sank down on his hard shaft.
 
He pulled her down so she was laying on him, and she tried to move her hips.
 
“Be still,” he ordered.

She felt Ayden apply cool jell down the crease of her bottom.
 
Chayton felt her stiffen.
 
“Relax,” he whispered and lightly rubbed her back.

Ayden ran his fingers down the slippery surface and slowly eased a finger into her puckered hole.
 
He thrust gently and soon added a second finger and Chayton felt the walls of her channel tighten around his cock.
 
She looked up into his dark eyes, panicking.
 
“Easy, Alyssa.
 
You’re okay,” he said calmly.