Stripped - Complete Series (11 page)

“Feeling good, baby?” her Master crooned, raking gentle fingers in her hair. “From being my toy; my sexy property?”

Rebecca’s head bobbed in a nod, her mouth filled by him while her hungry hands stroked his base, sac and muscled thighs.

“Then say it out loud, beautiful,” Tristan said thickly, pulling on her lead chain gently so her lips were close to his as he leaned forward. “Tell me how much you like being used just how we want. Like our very own sex toy.”

Rebecca shuddered so hard with pleasure she felt her walls ripple around Alec’s steadily plunging cock as she freed her lips from Tristan’s shaft to speak breathlessly. “I love being your property…being a slutty sex toy for you.”

“
Aah hell
!” Alec groaned deeply, his thrusts deepening in pace and force. “She’s so deliciously submissive. Makes me just want to fuck the shit out of her hot pussy.”

Tristan grinned, sending Alec an affirming nod. “You just heard her declare how she loves being owned by me. Which means I can do with her as I please. And right now nothing would please me more than to see her pussy get a rough banging while like a good slutty toy she takes my cock in her pretty mouth and submits to my face-fuck.”

It was impossible to measure how charged up with lust Rebecca was just hearing Tristan say such things with that feral look in his gorgeous grey eyes. A million neurons ricocheted inside her body, electrifying her to the deepest marrow. Her ass cheeks, pulled wide open by large, dominant hands, revealing her forbidden rosebud while her pussy was rampaged by dick, her clit feeling the slap-slap of heavy balls swinging against it continuously. Fists clenched in her hair, tugging her this way and that, on and on up and down her controlling Master’s rock-hard cock, his balls swelling and tightening within her palms indicating that soon, she’d have her fill of his tasty load.

The brother’s deep, raw groans matched her own. Rebecca couldn’t think beyond the pleasure, the absolute rapture. It was almost too much at once; a tapestry of wondrous light and dark shades of sinful delight.

Alec and Tristan came relentlessly at her from both ends, stretching both upper and lower lips to their limit. Virtually chocked tight by cock in pussy and throat, Rebecca had nowhere else to go but up, high into oblivious clouds of ecstasy.

All at once; the intricate pattern unraveled. Alec pushed his hand into the space within her thighs and found her clit. He only had to sweep across it once with his fingers and she was screaming in her head as her orgasm imploded. Almost simultaneously, Alec and Tristan finally lost control; the cock in her mouth filling her with thick hot cum she hurried tried to gulp down while Alec smashed into her punished pussy a few more times, his whole body straining against her helpless frame.

It felt magnificently incredible.

Her senses were numbed out, hardly able to react when Alec pulled out of her shivering cunt. He must have left for a minute, because now it was just Tristan, pulling her limp body up as his strong arms encompassed her in a warm, tender hug. Dizzy, Rebecca rested her head on his smooth, ripped chest. She’d never felt so sexy; so beautiful and prized; all the things Tristan whispered into her ear that she was.

“But you know it’s only just beginning, don’t you?” Tristan asked, tilting her chin so she looked groggily up at him. Her fogged senses began to clear in the blaze of his fiery as ice grey eyes.

Before she could think of responding, Alec returned, padding naked back into the living room. Rebecca’s eyes were drawn to look over her shoulder and when she saw what Alec held in his hands, her brain did somersaults of fear and excitement.
Oh shit. Shit shit!

In one hand Alec had a tube of what looked like lube, while in his other hand was a suspicious looking, metallic, phallus-like object, cylindrical in shape with a ring at the base.

She might be new to all this, but she was not a total novice. She knew what a sex plug looked like.
Just where were they going to stick that?

She had her answer soon enough.

Tristan cradled her face, eyes piercing into hers. “Complete control, Rebecca. That’s what you agreed to. To submit; to belong to us totally. Our property. Isn’t that right, beautiful?”

The dynamic had changed; the first game of role-play was over, and now to the next level. Rebecca sensed this with a certainty that made her senses sharpen in redefinition.

“Yes, Master,” she agreed, though worried by what she could possibly be consenting to. Was it the right time to run out of the room screaming?

“A true submissive feels happy to please her owner whenever he wants…however he wants,” Tristan said, in that same soft, mesmeric voice of the perfect hypnotist. His free hand wrapped round his cock, absent-mindedly stroking it while caressing her face. She could see he was getting hard again already. It was enough to bring up the heat in her pussy to a rising sizzle. He drew close, and peppered her lips with his.

“Look what we’ve got for you. For your sexy tight ass,” he murmured between sweet kisses. Heavenly though they were Rebecca couldn’t be sidetracked from his mind-boggling words.

Wwwhat?

Distress signals were sent from her brain to her body, but her crazy pussy didn’t get the fucking memo. It seemed to swell and pulse, juices spilling prolifically down her inner thighs.

Once again, Alec positioned behind her. Next she felt something cool and slick being smeared slowly over her secret hole. She froze, heart pounding like a huge bass drum.

Her eyes flew up to meet Tristan’s, her gaze wide and pleading. His answering gaze seemed to set fire to her objection to what they were suggesting. Alec’s fingers, moving firmly and purposefully; Tristan’s eyes, daring her, just like the voice in her head did, asking over and over,
How far, Rebecca, are you willing to go?

Her head was already shaking in denial. “
No please – nothing in my ass. I’ve never…”

“You have a safe word for a reason, Rebecca. Use it if you have to,” Tristan said quietly. “Just know that if you stop now, then the weekend is over. You’ll be allowed to go home immediately.”

Rebecca’s stricken eyes moved from one brother to the other, but their faces held identical unrelenting looks. “But…but. You promised me you wouldn’t be too hard core. You both said…”

Suddenly, Alec leaned over and gripped her chin, twisting her face to hold his gaze. “Rebecca, putting a small-sized anal plug in your ass while we enact a scene is not hardcore. Hard core is either me or Tristan fucking you deep in the ass with our cocks and taking your anal cherry. Or both of us fucking you at the same time, one of us taking your ass and the other your pussy. Now you get the idea?” Alec asked rawly while looking into her heated face.

She nodded, blushing furiously.

“Do you want to go home?” Alec asked more calmly.

“No. Not yet,” she confessed.

Alec’s grey eyes were now smoldering coals. “Then are you going to let us do what we know best, and show you greater heights of pleasure? You consent to entrust us completely with your body?”

She’d burn in hell for this, but yes.
Yes
.

Finally Rebecca nodded, unable to say the one word burning through her skull. Thankfully, Alec and Tristan understood. She’d given the green light to continue. Now they could begin…

Rebecca shifted her bottom on the bar-stool next to Diane’s, and made an imperceptible shudder of excitement just recalling that moment she’d felt an anal plug in her ass for the first time.

Schooling her features and bringing her thoughts back to the present, Rebecca finally conceded with a smile, “When it’s all said and done…I’ll admit that making it for that blind date wasn’t a bad idea after all.”

“You’re welcome.” Diane’s eyes were twinkling and she raised her glass, adding jovially, “Now this definitely calls for a toast! To…even more acts of daring for you my friend, on your journey to creating your very own unique love story.”

Rebecca had to shake her head a little ruefully. “I don’t know about that. I mean…Alec and Tristan have made it clear from the start that this is supposed to be just something physical. You know, like a play partner for their BDSM games. So a girl like me can’t get her hopes up.”

“Oh,” Diane said, somewhat deflated. And then she perked up as she waved her drink in the air. “More reason you should make every moment count. But you know what? I have a good feeling about this. I wouldn’t have set you up with them if I didn’t. So when are you guys meeting up again?”

“I’m not sure,” Rebecca said vaguely. Truth was, she really wasn’t. When the brothers had dropped her off just that morning, they’d simply informed her they’d keep in touch.

“All I know is that we agreed to try things out for a week to see how it goes,” Rebecca said noncommittally, then sighed when Diane’s eyebrows climbed.

“It’s not…exactly anything conventional, what we have going on,” Rebecca tried to explain in a tentative tone.

“Don’t you think I know that?” Diane said on a muffled giggle. “I mean, come on. My best friend getting it on with two hot brothers? How much more unconventional can it get? Much as I envy you…I’m worried though that you don’t get in over your head. I just wanted you to have a little fun. I won’t forgive myself if you get hurt in the process.”

“It will be long over before that happens,” Rebecca said with more certainty than she truly felt. Deep inside, she knew that already, that one weekend with Alec and Tristan had set things in motion deep within her. What could it all mean?

Despite her effort not to get distracted, she found her mind going right back to her moments with her two dominant lovers…

Alec, the sureness of his touch in between her ass cheeks, lightly massaging the perimeter…making her moan. Slowly, Rebecca was letting herself feel; letting go of the panic enough to entrust herself to the brothers’ forbidden lusts.

“Looks like you’re enjoying this, Rebecca,” drawled Alec.

A soft moan escaped her lips that gave Rebecca away even without her having to reply. The next moment, Alec slowly inserted a lubed finger. It wasn’t just the act of the invasion itself…but the fact that it was Alec doing it, and that Tristan was seated right in front of her watching her every expression, his fist lazily stroking his hard cock.

Tristan smiled, leaning close to rake his fingers gently through her hair. “You know it feels good. Alec jamming a finger up your tight virgin ass. He’s going to make you ready for that butt plug. And then I’m going to fuck your pussy while the plug is deep inside you.”

“Oh God,” Rebecca whispered. Something odd and glorious was sprouting inside her. A moment later Alec inserted another finger. Rebecca gasped and nearly tumbled.

Tristan reached out and gently squeezed her breasts with one hand. “We’d never hurt you, beautiful. You’re just so sexy - too fucking sexy that we can’t help but want a taste of every piece of you.”

Rebecca felt Alec’s body arch over her back and kiss all around her exposed skin. He was massaging her asshole again, his other hand kneading her cheeks. And almost against her volition she was backing up on his probing fingers. Everything felt so much better than she thought it would. She moaned again, long and low.

“There you go, baby,” Alec rasped in her ear. “Not too rough, not too slow.”

Rebecca closed her eyes to the raw heat of the experience she was soaking in. Her legs felt rubbery, and she had the strangest urge to rub on her clit but her hands were used to prop her up on all fours as Alec went on teasing her with his anal play while Tristan twisted sensually on her engorged nipples.

She felt lightheaded with excitement. Tristan’s lips came close and he kissed her, sending tingles through her. Their tongues intertwined hotly, lustily.

Pure lust reigned supreme in the atmosphere.

Right then Alec fully exposed her back entrance. The lube drizzling the crack of her ass. She felt his two fingers slide it into her anal entrance with a syrupy sound. Her inner muscles stretched, widened. On and on he finger-fucked her ass, pushing in and out till the lube was coating her copiously both in and out.

Tristan fondling her breasts and nipples gave a serrated edge to her mounting arousal. Such a wicked and impure enjoyment. She’d never known. Never imagined the nerve endings that could pop to life in her ass, signaling sensors in her nipples, clit and brain. A truly mind-blowing ecstasy that spiraled by the second.

Alec withdrew his fingers, and when she heard the wrapper of the new anal toy rip open, Rebecca knew the time had finally come. Alec greased the cylindrical tip and aimed it right for her butthole.

“Ready, beautiful?” asked Alec gently.

“Yessss,” was Rebecca’s drawn out response, eyes tightly closed.

She could feel the thick slithery gel exuding from her crack, and held her breath in frenzied anticipation. She didn’t plead for Alec to go easy or take it slow. She’d believed Tristan when he’d said they’d never hurt her.

The tip of the anal plug eased onto her asshole and Rebecca began to pant.

“That’s it. Breathe,” Alec cooed, and pushed it in deeper. Rebecca was only vaguely aware of the brothers’ noises of approval. Then the first inch of the toy painlessly entered her, bringing on a sensation she’d never felt before.

Her lips parted wide in a soundless whimper. Slowly, her asshole was stretched as the wider girth of the plug slipped into her lubed ass. It was fairly long, the object, and though she clenched against it at first she was just too lubed up to keep it out.

She kept breathing deeply, head whizzing from the sharp, dark feeling of discomfort. Then she forced the muscles in her ass to relax, knowing instinctively that it was the best way. It was just a small plug, barely much bigger than a thick finger, she thought.

Alec kept going, and going…till Rebecca could sense the base popping into her anal ring and settling, while Alec held on to the tapered, ring-shaped edge.

The instant sense of fullness was maddening. The plug had a nice aluminum texture and a natural feel trapped inside her walls, as the flared base nested comfortably between her ass cheeks. She relaxed slightly knowing it wasn’t about to disappear inside her without a trace – and neither was it going anywhere till someone pulled it out.

The butt plug actually felt good, and naughty - especially sharing the experience with Alec and Tristan. Alec first exploring her with his fingers had definitely prepped her for this gorgeous badness of such sweet pleasure.

Alec gave her a few good solid strokes with the plug which now pressed gently into the deepest inside ring of her butt hole. Much as she wished she could pull away, she held still, her body adjusting to having the plug in there. With all the lube and Alec’s patience, blended in with Tristan’ stroking and pleasuring her tits, she was a mass of shivers of lust by this time.

But there was more.

Rebecca was made to rise on her feet and the sensation of the butt plug while standing was just as electrifying. Tristan tugged gently on her lead chain and she readily moved forward to where he sat back on the sofa.

His cock was thick and proud, just waiting to be sheathed in her lust-wetted pussy. A pussy not long ago filled by Alec’s cock driving her right into an explosive orgasm. Now she was ready for more.

It took moments for Tristan to pull on a condom and then Rebecca got to straddle his thighs. In slow increments she slid down on his rock-hard shaft, thinking Oh shit, so full, so hot. And it got hotter still as Alec took hold of the plug’s ring base and began to fuck her with the plug while Tristan thrust hungrily into her pussy.

Utter bliss; unchained. Suddenly, pleasure-pain became a gilded pathway for ascension into the billowing black skies of sensual abandon.

The taboo factor of the double penetration as well as the anal play gave Rebecca such a rush. She never, ever wanted to forget how it felt in that moment.

As her pleasure mounted, her PC muscles contracted endlessly, holding the toy in a powerful grip that even Tristan got to feel. He groaned, raw and deep, hands scooping Rebecca’s tits as they swayed invitingly in front of his face. He snagged one saucy nipple in his mouth and bit.

At that same moment, Alec was biting on her neck from behind as he went right on sliding that naughty toy in and out of her newly broken-in ass. Christ above. Too much. Both men sinking their teeth into her flesh; not enough to break but definitely enough to leave a mark…dear lord. They were imprinting her as theirs. And it drove her wild.

So forbidden and sexy at the same time. This was sex like she’d never learned it could be. No one had ever got to show her the way. Now she realized without a doubt that with Alec and Tristan, it felt just right. With anyone else it would have been hollow, unrelatable.

Both Alec and Tristan found an angle, a pace that matched and synced in ways that sent Rebecca into subspace. Rebecca had never imagined she had an equivalent of a g-spot in her rectum, and it gave her the most indefinable pleasure for Alec to be fucking the plug in and out of her ass while Tristan’s cock drilled thrust after thrust into her pussy.

Goosebumps popped up all over her body, breasts growing taut and needy for more caresses and suckles, many of which Tristan readily supplied. She moved on him with rippling hips, and soon he gripped them as he lifted his head from her tits to hold her glazed gaze.

“Look at you,” he rasped, “You’re writhing in need and lust. Loving the feel of my cock deep inside your pussy while Alec plug-fucks your tight, hot ass. It’s getting impossible for you to hold back, isn’t it?”

“Yes, ugh…Master,” she grunted almost animalistically. The pleasure was relentless. Taunting her into her release that closed in on her with a thunderous force.

“It’s time, beautiful,” came Alec’s smoky voice in her ear as he reached down her belly to stroke over her clit. “Let’s see how hard you can shatter. How loud you can scream for us.”

Reality became a distant phenomenon. Alec rubbed on her clit with one hand and fucked her with the anal plug with the other. At the same time, Tristan’s cock pounded right up against her cervix as she ground atop his lap.

“You want to cum?” whispered Alec, nipping gently on her lobe.

“Yes Master, please. Oh please,” she sobbed.

The next sensation was a fire on her clit as Alec stoked the embers with his skilled fingers. The internal and surface stimulation from cock, plug and clit made her feel like she couldn’t take anymore. She was at the limit of her endurance; desperate for completion.

Tristan’s hands returned on her breasts to mercilessly twist her nipples, his eyes trained hotly on her face. Fuck. She couldn’t stand it. The paradox of joy and pain grew in leaps and bounds. Settled into a constant state of burning till she felt filled to the brim with heat.

Rebecca cried out; lost in a combined domain of bliss and agony. Ecstasy supreme.

Waves of pleasure stacked upon each other. Her pussy, her ass, her clitoris. Yet something was holding her back, keeping her on edge. It was when she heard Alec give his command moments later that she knew what her body was waiting for.

“Then come,” he said, and pulled her world apart.

*

Giving in to her orgasm while something else was filling her ass had broken the dam, and Rebecca remembered feeling like she was dying. The anal plug became a climax amplifier, somehow hyperbolizing the pleasure till it converted to a wondrous torment.

That weekend with Alec and Tristan had helped Rebecca figure out that in the right hands, a submissive could truly silence her mind; let go of the world and just
dwell
in her surrender. Simply exist to be touched, to be taken – to be owned.

Her two dominant lovers gave her that. Many, many times by the time the weekend was over. The intimacy of the power exchange; the mindfuckery 101 of the collar and lead chain which she was made to wear for some hours each day – turned out just as penetrative as the mind-blowing sex.

But it wasn’t just about that. It was about the way they treated her afterwards; the after care for one. And then the way they related to her as a person; getting to talk and chill, whether while sharing one of the brothers’ exquisitely made meals or watching a movie. They really
clicked
.

It was so hard finding men with like minds who made her relax and share intelligent interaction and conversation. Rebecca came away with the conviction that she liked them a lot and not just as red-hot sexy fuck masters who knew how to make a woman scream till she was hoarse.

The great thing was she
did
get to know them better. Whatever else happened sex-wise, they were really great to get along with. She knew that by day they worked as investment brokers – obviously very successful ones judging by their home – and jointly ran their own firm. And by night they liked their bedroom games deviant and intense. Rebecca felt honored to be a part of that.