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A knock at the door to their private space had Mistress Martha excusing herself to assist other customers. She wasn’t out of the room five seconds before the screen covering their half-naked bodies was yanked away, leaving the women in lacy little hip-hugger panties and nothing else. The men pounced, instantly manhandling their woman over to the seating area. All four turned-on friends felt the urgency of the moment.
The Doms took their seats, quickly unzipping their pants, and lowering them to expose their ready-for-action erections. The heat in Lukus’s eyes threatened to melt Tiff on the spot. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Markus pushing Brianna to her knees, then pulling her forward to stuff his cock into her eager mouth. Tiff was temporarily mesmerized by the erotic scene.
“Tiff. You’re killing me here. We don’t have much time. Come.”
“Wait.” Before he could grab her, she rushed to the door and turned the lock, hopefully holding off a Mistress-Martha interruption.
Returning to Lukus, she saw his approval. “Good thinking. Christ, you’re beautiful.”
Markus had opened his eyes, and as his wife orally serviced his hard cock, he ogled Tiffany’s bare breasts. Suddenly shy at finding herself on display, she moved to cover herself. Her Dom corrected her. “No. Come. Kneel.”
Tiffany moved forward slowly, sinking to her knees on the plush carpet at Lukus’s feet. She let her eyes drop to take in his cock, currently being nursed by his hand with slow strokes meant to keep his need at bay. A drop of pre-cum glistened and Tiffany craved a taste.
Ready to take him in her mouth, she placed her hands on his spread-open knees. Lukus corrected her. “Hands behind your back, baby.”
Tiff quickly complied before bending forward to lick the drop of warm liquid from the tip of his cock. She felt unsteady without her hands to balance her, but Lukus solved that by gathering her long-flowing hair into a makeshift ponytail, grasping it tightly, and using it as a handle of sorts to control the action.
“Eyes.”
Tiffany snapped her eyes up to meet the intensity of his stare as he thrust his cock deep down her throat. Despite expecting it, she briefly panicked as she fought to control her gag reflex and relax her throat. Lukus pulled out long enough to permit her a deep breath, before plunging deep again.
Over the last few weeks, Tiffany had learned that Lukus had not exaggerated when he said his dream was to wake up to her sucking his cock every morning. As a result, she’d gotten a lot of practice in delivering one of her man’s favorite treats. She watched his excitement almost boil over as she swallowed, before releasing a guttural moan that vibrated the fleshy erection lodged in her throat. Lukus’s return grunt told her she’d done good.
Lukus always seemed to know exactly when she needed a breath, yanking her hair up to pull her free to gasp for air before plunging deep again and again. Each withdrawal for oxygen allowed more saliva to spill from her mouth as the phlegm accumulated, mingling with the tears running unchecked down her cheeks from her exertions. Tiffany allowed the submissive act to consume her. As much as she needed him inside her, she wanted to watch his face as he shot hot cum down her throat even more.
The sound of Mistress Martha attempting to get in the room distracted both couples, prompting the men to thrust harder and faster in a race to come before interrupted, although the determined look on Lukus’s face made Tiffany pretty sure Martha had better tread lightly if she thought she was gonna stop them.
Markus shouted out as he released into Brianna’s waiting mouth, adding to their naughty tryst. It felt so wicked to be doing such private acts within touching distance of their best friends. Tiff also realized, as the seconds dragged on, that Markus and Brianna were now panting in their recovery, their eyes locked on the spectacle of Tiffany being face-fucked, because that was what was happening. Lukus was chasing his release, pressing her harder and deeper. A strange calm settled over her as she recognized her complete surrender to the moment. She stopped fighting the gagging. She stopped fearing for her next breath. She turned herself over completely to the experience. As she did, she recognized the satisfied acknowledgement broadcasted back at her through Lukus’s molten-green eyes. He knew she’d reached a deeper level of submission here on her knees tonight.
And he was pleased.
Tiff felt the first squirt of spunk released into her throat as Martha manhandled the door open. Lukus remained focused on his submissive as he delivered another shot deep, before pulling out to deposit the remainder of his load into Tiffany’s open mouth. She knew what came next. Holding perfectly still, she allowed deep gasps of air to fill her lungs.
“Show me, baby.”
She didn’t know why, but she absolutely loved this part. When their eyes locked and she opened her mouth wide, strings of spittle dripped from her lips while she held her cum-covered tongue out for his inspection. There was something so intimate about this intensely personal act that had her nearly shivering from the effect. He waited extra-long to issue his next command. In her haze, Tiffany suspected he was showing off her training to the other Dom in the room.
“My beautiful girl. Swallow me.”
Tiff closed her mouth, swallowing the tangy tasting cum as Lukus released her hair so he could gently swipe at the tears on her cheeks. He reached into his pocket to draw out a handkerchief and cleaned her up. His sexy smile was her reward for a job well done.
“Well, I can see you two couldn’t control yourselves. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were rookies. I’ve never seen two seasoned Doms with such lack of control before.”
Markus had recovered first. “Knock it off, Martha. We’ve been tortured long enough. If we want our subs to service us, that’s certainly within our rights.”
“Oh, don’t mind me. I’m just jealous. The least you could have done is let me watch.”
Lukus had recovered enough to join in the conversation. “Great. Let’s move on to round two. You can watch that.”
Martha’s husky laugh filled the small room. “Ah, the joys of youth. You probably could be ready to go again that fast. Well, no thanks. I have a date with my BoB tonight. I’m sure you boys won’t mind me remembering the looks on your faces as I barged in, will you?”
Markus teased her. “That’s just sick. I thought we were like sons to you.”
Martha grinned. “So? I never said I didn’t come from a kinky family. Now, exactly how much money are you two gonna dump to outfit these gorgeous women of yours?”
Lukus and Markus answered in unison as if they had rehearsed it. “We’ll take it all.”
“Wait. Lukus, you didn’t even see how much some of that stuff costs. It’s really expensive. I don’t need—”
After zipping up his pants, he quickly stood to grasp Tiffany’s upper arms, pulling her tight against his chest. His voice was soft, but demanding. “This isn’t your decision. Now, I want you to get back there and put on the very first outfit you tried on again. You’ll wear that tonight.”
She panicked. “Where are we going? That outfit is really skimpy.”
“Tiff. It doesn’t matter, remember? You said you’d trust me. Go. Change. Now. I want to leave.” He twirled her and swatted her on her ass as he gently thrusted her in the direction of the changing area.
“Okay, Martha, let’s figure out the damage. I need to get Tiff home as soon as possible.”
