gave in to the conscious yielding up of her sexual free will to serve another. The overwhelming desire to submit came from the soul. She felt enlightened, aroused and deeply fulfilled even without being yet satisfied.
The rising, gratifying groan that filled the air could have come from Alec, or her. Maybe even Tristan from his position as avid observer. Rebecca could no longer tell the difference. All she became aware of was the desire to please, and to fulfil her own needs, brought about by an understanding of them who would master her.
Just when she least expected him to, Alec tugged her mouth off him, pulling that delicious cock out of reach.
Gasping, Rebecca fought to get her bearings but she was too steeped in the disorientating darkness of the blindfold. When she felt Alec’s hands skim her breasts once again, her whole body arched in response and then slowly, lay back unto the pillows once more as his touch came soft and teasing.
“That right; relax so I can pleasure this beautiful body my way,” said Alec. Rebecca shivered, fists clenching reactively in their binding cuffs as she felt Alec stretch out beside her.
“Mmmhmm, these nipples look so hard and in need of some extra attention. Or what do you think, Tristan?” she heard Alec say as an aside to his brother and Rebecca’s body flushed more deeply. For a moment she’d allowed Tristan’s presence slip from her mind, but now his answering growl gave her a vision of how affected he was by the scene undoubtedly before him.
“I’m thinking you’re right, and how much I want to be in your shoes right now,” Tristan rasped.
“Soon, brother,” Alec said with a low, rough chuckle. “I’m far from done with our sexy little toy.”
The strangest things happened to Rebecca’s pussy at Alec’s deeply rumbled words. His fingers plucked tightly on one nipple as he whispered softly in her ear, “That’s what you are, aren’t you. Our beautiful, willing plaything. To be savored till we’ve had our fill. And you’ll love every minute of it.”
She supposed that was exactly what she would do. Mired in her shamed lust, it excited her to be whatever they wished her to be. Sex toy. Plaything . Rebecca had never imagined how carnally empowering it would feel to be simply an object of desire for two dominantly sexy males. She felt that dominance in the way Alec crushed his lips to hers then, demanding her surrender. Whimpers burst from her lips as he broke the kiss to trail that warm silken mouth down her arched throat to her breasts.
First she felt his warm breath and then came the wetness of his mouth around her stiff nipple.
Rebecca let out a moan of pleasure, as her body felt immersed in a vat of warm chocolate. “ Alec…”
“I love the way you say my name. And the way you taste; here…,” Alec rasped, twirling her nipple with his tongue, before shifting downwards to her pussy where his hand began to explore the puffy folds, “And definitely here.”
With that he parted her pussy lips with his fingers and began to lap at her slit.
Alec licking at her pussy had Rebecca freezing for the first few moments in shock at how incredible it felt. Then her hips began to writhe and buck with a wanton rhythm, as sounds she almost couldn’t believe were from her kept spilling out of her lips.
Alec’s tongue on her clit, on her labia, and then inside, edging her walls, driving her to the verge of ecstasy…Rebecca was helpless to do more than take it; take all the pleasure even as it threatened to demolish her where she lay tied and blindfolded.
Now one with the darkness enclosing her, Rebecca noted the difference it made to every sensation. Every jab and slash of Alec’s tongue against the sensitive nerve endings at her vagina felt amplified countless times by the deprivation of sight.
Rebecca had never imagined how intense this would feel, or she’d have tried it before. The element of leaving her body to the manipulations of a dominant,
The rising, gratifying groan that filled the air could have come from Alec, or her. Maybe even Tristan from his position as avid observer. Rebecca could no longer tell the difference. All she became aware of was the desire to please, and to fulfil her own needs, brought about by an understanding of them who would master her.
Just when she least expected him to, Alec tugged her mouth off him, pulling that delicious cock out of reach.
Gasping, Rebecca fought to get her bearings but she was too steeped in the disorientating darkness of the blindfold. When she felt Alec’s hands skim her breasts once again, her whole body arched in response and then slowly, lay back unto the pillows once more as his touch came soft and teasing.
“That right; relax so I can pleasure this beautiful body my way,” said Alec. Rebecca shivered, fists clenching reactively in their binding cuffs as she felt Alec stretch out beside her.
“Mmmhmm, these nipples look so hard and in need of some extra attention. Or what do you think, Tristan?” she heard Alec say as an aside to his brother and Rebecca’s body flushed more deeply. For a moment she’d allowed Tristan’s presence slip from her mind, but now his answering growl gave her a vision of how affected he was by the scene undoubtedly before him.
“I’m thinking you’re right, and how much I want to be in your shoes right now,” Tristan rasped.
“Soon, brother,” Alec said with a low, rough chuckle. “I’m far from done with our sexy little toy.”
The strangest things happened to Rebecca’s pussy at Alec’s deeply rumbled words. His fingers plucked tightly on one nipple as he whispered softly in her ear, “That’s what you are, aren’t you. Our beautiful, willing plaything. To be savored till we’ve had our fill. And you’ll love every minute of it.”
She supposed that was exactly what she would do. Mired in her shamed lust, it excited her to be whatever they wished her to be. Sex toy. Plaything . Rebecca had never imagined how carnally empowering it would feel to be simply an object of desire for two dominantly sexy males. She felt that dominance in the way Alec crushed his lips to hers then, demanding her surrender. Whimpers burst from her lips as he broke the kiss to trail that warm silken mouth down her arched throat to her breasts.
First she felt his warm breath and then came the wetness of his mouth around her stiff nipple.
Rebecca let out a moan of pleasure, as her body felt immersed in a vat of warm chocolate. “ Alec…”
“I love the way you say my name. And the way you taste; here…,” Alec rasped, twirling her nipple with his tongue, before shifting downwards to her pussy where his hand began to explore the puffy folds, “And definitely here.”
With that he parted her pussy lips with his fingers and began to lap at her slit.
Alec licking at her pussy had Rebecca freezing for the first few moments in shock at how incredible it felt. Then her hips began to writhe and buck with a wanton rhythm, as sounds she almost couldn’t believe were from her kept spilling out of her lips.
Alec’s tongue on her clit, on her labia, and then inside, edging her walls, driving her to the verge of ecstasy…Rebecca was helpless to do more than take it; take all the pleasure even as it threatened to demolish her where she lay tied and blindfolded.
Now one with the darkness enclosing her, Rebecca noted the difference it made to every sensation. Every jab and slash of Alec’s tongue against the sensitive nerve endings at her vagina felt amplified countless times by the deprivation of sight.
Rebecca had never imagined how intense this would feel, or she’d have tried it before. The element of leaving her body to the manipulations of a dominant,
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