He sucked in a breath. “Like I’d refuse that request. How?”
“Any way we’d like. In fact, we already have an idea, but you’ll have to trust us. Will you?”
So while he slept they’d been conspiring about the best way to do him? His cock twitched and his balls tightened at the idea. “I do trust you,” he said to Emma, grin spreading across his face. “And I’d be a fool to turn down being thoroughly ravished. Do your worst.”
The ladies giggled, the sound women make when they communicate
“Do you have a safe word?” the other man asked him.
“It’s been a long time since I’ve needed one,” he replied, his heart thudding in anticipation. “ ‘But I’ll use turtle.’ ”
Lan smiled. “Good. Now lie there and let the ladies take care of you.”
Nicole set the case on the bed, and as Blaze stared at it a sneaking suspicion of what it contained began to form. The thought made his balls tingle, and a chill washed over him, equal parts fear and excitement.
Abandoning the case for the moment, Nicole turned her attention to his cock. Emma handed her a small bottle of oil, and the other woman drizzled a generous amount over his straining shaft, both of them cooing as the stuff slid over his heated skin. The cool liquid coated his sac and oozed between his ass cheeks, and he resisted the urge to squirm. Nicole wrapped her fingers around his erection and pumped in a slow rhythm, spreading the oil, while Emma palmed his balls and did the same, letting her fingers venture between his cheeks to his back entrance. When a finger slipped inside, he tensed.
“Emma—”
“Shh. You said you trust me and to do what we wanted, so relax and enjoy,” she ordered, a mischievous little smile playing on her lips.
Forgoing a protest that might make him look weak, he took a deep breath and closed his eyes, giving himself over to the delicate hands working his cock, the fingers massaging his balls and sliding into his hole, stretching. Masculine lips brushed his, and then a tongue pushed into his mouth, tasting, exploring. He refused to let himself think, only feel the strokes and kisses, and he was soon lost, floating on a sea of desire.
Nothing mattered but their touches, and he ached for more. And more was exactly what he got.
Lan moved back, and Nicole released his cock, fiddling with the case. Blaze heard the latch open, felt the lid hit the bed. Emma continued to play with his ass, two fingers now inside him, rubbing but avoiding his prostate and the possibility that he might shoot too soon. Curiosity getting the better of him, he cracked an eye open in time to see Nicole lift a metal wand from the case. His eyes widened, an involuntary moan rumbling in his chest at the realization of what they planned to do to him.
Nicole held it aloft for his inspection. Or torture, to be exact. “Have you ever experienced having a sound in your cock?”
His voice emerged as a harsh whisper. God, he hoped he could keep his orgasm from exploding. “Yes, but not in years.” The memory alone was enough to nearly shatter his control.
“Then you know what to expect,” she replied, clearly pleased. “Stay completely still and breathe deep. Emma, would you put on the cock ring so our captive doesn’t lose it before we’re ready?”
Somehow Blaze managed to remain still, but his breaths came in short pants of excitement as Nicole oiled the wand and Emma fastened the strap around his cock and balls. His sac felt full to bursting, but not nearly as stuffed as he’d feel in a moment. Jesus, he couldn’t wait! When was the last time he’d been taken, totally under others’ control?
His thoughts scattered to the wind as Nicole steadied his cock and parted the slit in the bulbous head with the tip of the wand. Allowed it to slip inside a couple of inches, enough to let him feel the delicious burn. Sweat rolled down his temples and into his hair.
“Emma, take the wand,” Nicole directed.
“I’ve never done it before.” She shook her head. “I don’t want to hurt him.”
“Part of being a good sub is learning how to pleasure your master. Now take it, and I’ll guide you.” Nicole’s tone was firm, brooking no argument.
After a brief hesitation, Emma nodded. “Okay. But don’t let me mess up.”
“I won’t.”
Emma sat up on her knees between his thighs and scooted forward, taking the device from Nicole. Lan placed a hand on his chest in reassurance as Nicole went on.
“I’ll keep his cock straight. You concentrate on keeping the wand pointed straight down, lowering it nice and easy. All the way in until the ball at the end is resting on the head.”
Emma’s face reflected her fascination with the procedure as she began to slide the instrument inside him. Blaze was glad he was restrained and grateful for the cock ring — he’d never seen anything more decadent than Emma filling him, owning the most intimate part of him. He relished the slight burn, which rapidly became a fire of arousal that swept through him, his entire body throbbing with need.
“Oh, God,” he pleaded hoarsely. “Please…”
Emma sat back, looking extremely satisfied with herself. Blaze took in his appearance — cock pointed at the ceiling, the little silver ball riding the tip; bound, spread, and helpless — a feast ready to devour. And devour him they did, the trio licking and sucking his cock and balls, his ass. Three mouths working him until he forgot his name, was nothing but willing, tormented flesh. He writhed, pulling against the bonds, needing more and past articulating what that might be.
Nicole touched Emma’s shoulder. “Now that you have him mindless with lust, what would you like to do with him?”
Emma’s blue eyes darkened, and she moistened her lips in anticipation. “I want to ride him… while Lan fucks him.” She looked at Lan for confirmation.
“Hell, yes,” he said. “I’d love nothing better than to ream that fine ass.”
Blaze’s rule that he never bottomed anymore had flown right out the window a few minutes back. As Lan took Emma’s place between his legs, parted his ass cheeks, and began to push his lubed, sheathed cock inside, he couldn’t think why he’d resisted for so long.
“Ah, fuck.” Lan tilted his head back slightly, gazing down at where their bodies joined. “Damn, that’s good. Are you okay?”
“Yes,” he rasped. “So full, but it’s — ah! Yes, it’s so good.”
“God, they’re beautiful,” Emma breathed, reaching between them. Her fingers explored as Lan pumped him, grazing both men, driving Blaze mad.
“E — Brandi.”
Nicole laughed. “I think your master needs his cock inside you. But first you have to remove the sound.”
As Lan fucked him with leisurely strokes, Emma carefully pulled the wand from his cock. Once it was out, she handed the instrument to Nicole, who laid it out of sight. Blaze couldn’t see where and didn’t care. He was just grateful for the cock ring, or he would’ve shot already.
Emma climbed astride him, facing backward, toward Lan. Blaze was surprised, but quickly came to appreciate the view of his length disappearing into her wet pussy, her heart-shaped ass lowering onto him. Blaze let out a ragged moan. His whole body was a giant nerve, a ball of lust that had to be sated or he’d die. He barely registered the few awkward moments as Emma and Lan experimented and finally found a suitable rhythm. Hell, they didn’t have to move at all, he was so far gone. He could blow just like this if he was able.
Nicole moved to kneel beside her master and Emma, playing with both of them. Stealing kisses and stroking them. Blaze couldn’t see everything she did, but he sure knew when she splayed her fingers around Lan’s cock and his own, rubbing both of them as they slid in and out of their sheaths.
Blaze’s head fell back and he closed his eyes, fucking Emma furiously, as hard as his bonds would allow. Lan drove into him without mercy, and when the other man angled his thrusts to hit his prostate, Blaze cried out at the wonderful, forceful shocks that rocketed through his body.
Someone fumbled with the cock ring around his balls and ripped the strap free.
“Come for me,” Emma panted.
