for a couple of slave collars for us. I like the idea of being in her control.”
Slipping his hands between her thighs, he nudged her legs wider apart. Then he rubbed the slick egg between her folds, found her entrance, and gently eased it inside her.
Paige had no sooner straightened up than Jude threw her a naughty smile and hit the button on the remote. The vibrations began, hitting her sweet spot. “Oh, shit…”
He flicked off the remote. “Just wanted to see if it was in the right place.”
“Trust me, it is.” She held out her hand. “Hand me that cock.”
Mike burst out laughing, stepped closer, and wagged his dick at her. “How about this one?”
Unable to resist, she stroked him from root to tip, smeared the pre-cum on his crown with her thumb, and smiled. “Perfect. But I can’t take it off and wear it.” She let him loose and held out her hand again.
Mike gave her the strap-on.
As she donned it, which was a bit awkward at first until she figured out exactly how to position it, a feeling of power swept over her. No wonder guys were so fucking cocky —they had cocks!
She wiggled her hips, letting the dildo sway before she laughed loud and long. “How weird are these things?”
“Not weird at all,” Jude insisted. “So where do you want me, Mistress Paige?”
“On your back, boy.” For a moment, she wished she had a whip she could flip around and then point at the mattress. For now, she used her finger and her fake cock. “There.”
“Yes, ma’am.” Jude flopped on his back, stacked his hands behind his head, and grinned.
“You,” she said to Mike. “Suck his cock. Now.” This domineering stuff was a hell of a lot of fun.
“Yes, ma’am.” Mike bent at the waist, wrapped his fingers around Jude’s cock, and licked its length.
“I said suck , not lick .”
“He didn’t follow your orders,” Jude pointed out. “You should spank him.”
“Really?” While she thought that might be taking things a bit too far, Mike wiggled his ass at her.
“One good one, Mistress Paige. I was a bad boy.”
She hesitated.
“C’mon, sweetheart,” Mike added. “Learn to live in the moment.”
Paige gave him an open-palmed slap on one ass cheek that probably hurt her hand more than him. But when he hissed out a breath and a gush of fluid leaked from his slit, she got a delicious surge of heat straight to her pussy.
“Thank you, ma’am, may I have another?” Mike asked, his voice quivering.
Live in the moment…
She slapped his ass again. This time he swallowed Jude’s cock, sucking until his cheeks sank in.
Grabbing the bottle of lube, she smeared a fair amount over the dildo. “Now, I’m going to fuck your ass. What do you think about that, boy?”
“It’s sub,” Jude said before he groaned.
“What?”
“It’s sub. Short for submissive.” A loud growl rose from his chest. “Shit, Mike. That feels fantastic.” Jude laced his fingers through Mike’s long hair and lifted his hips to meet Mike’s mouth as he bobbed up and down.
If she was going to walk the walk, she needed to learn to talk the talk. “Fine. Did you like your spankings, sub? ”
Mike used his nod to slide up and down Jude’s erection again.
Jude’s head fell back against the pillow, and he closed his eyes.
“You can’t come yet, Jude!” she ordered. “You can’t come until I say so!”
“Yes, ma’am,” he said, his smile taking the bite from her bossiness.
Paige focused on the tight hole bared to her. Mike’s ass cheek was red from her slaps, and for some reason, that turned her on even more. Figuring she’d set him up for her penetration the same way he’d taken care with her, she worked some more lube over her fingers and then tossed the bottle aside.
Rubbing one slick finger around his anus, she inserted the tip up to the second knuckle. The entrance wasn’t as tight as she’d feared, probably because he and Jude had been lovers a long time. About to add a second finger,
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