- Chapter 9 -
The Climax
Scarlett and
Sarah knelt on the floor next to Alex’s feet and smiled up at him with
glistening faces.
“You are not to cum slaveboy. Understand?
You have so much cum saved up in these balls that I am going to milk you
for all you’re worth." Scarlett
seethed.
“Yes Mistress” he responded respectfully.
He closed his eyes in anticipation for that long awaited
touch. What he felt was
unimaginable. Two slick tongues grazed
up and down his shaft like fiery snakes.
He felt like he could explode but fought to keep his promise. They encircled his head and teased his balls
with light feathery kisses until Scarlett took the initiative to swallow him
whole. He felt every inch slide down her
throat. He rocked back in his chair as he
felt the pressure build to a boiling point.
Observing her head bobbing up and down, he felt his toes go numb and
something within his brain short-circuited.
“So sensitive” Sarah remarked.
“Remember, he has been out of commission for awhile. Go easy on him, won’t you?” Scarlett said
holding his thick rod in her hand and pushing Sarah’s head down upon its
length.
Alex could not contain the snorts and grunts leaving his
mouth. Insanity best described his state
of mind and rational thought had escaped him.
Both girls took turns sucking until they had made a monster out of
him. Practically breaking his chair,
Alex continued to thrust at any warm object in hopes his seed could finally be
planted.
Seeing the enormous purple vein in his cock about to burst,
the girls let him settle a bit before continuing on with their slow and painful
torture. Sarah consumed each testicle,
rolling them around from cheek to cheek while Scarlett discovered the fleshy
patch above his asshole and flicked it with the tip of her tongue. Again he grew to a monstrous size before each
took turns jerking him through their lubricated hands. Alex came close to losing it when he looked
down to see two sets of hands grabbing at his girth and stroking his shaft up
and down simultaneously. It had always
been another dirty fantasy of his to be stroked by two different women at the
same time. And here it was happening…
another dream come true!
“I think it is time he gets what he deserves” Scarlett
announced.
Removing his restraints, she helped him to his feet before
throwing herself into his strong arms.
He pressed against her in that familiar way. Her leg came up to wrap around his waist as
her thigh hugged him tight to her.
Alex’s masculine fingers dug deep from her heel to her thigh. He cupped her buttocks and ground her into
his waist. Sarah attempted to sneak in,
placing her palm around Alex’s thick arm, causing him to break his concentrated
kiss. She batted her eyelashes at him
and instinctively he went to cup her in his free arm.
"Sorry sweetie, I
don’t share my slaves like THAT in here” Scarlett intervened.
“…but…” Sarah’s
mouth hung to the floor. Her brow
pressed together and she blinked constantly trying to come to some sort of
rationalization.
Undeterred, Scarlett
turned Alex’s chin back to her attention, and smiled sweetly at him, pressing
her palms into his chest.
“I want her to watch”
she hissed in her slave’s ear. Invisibly, her demon tail unfurled. Fire lit up her eyes and her evil snicker
cast his soul into hell. As commanded,
he picked up Sarah and set her in the brass chair now. Oh, how the tides had changed once
again. He fastened her wrists and ankles
in the same fashion his had been.
Scarlett walked around the chair testing the restraints.
“Shh… just relax”
her voice soothed.
“As I said… no one
gets fucked by a slave in here but me. I
am the Domina. I am in control
here. You two can screw on your own
time.”
Sarah winced and whimpered slightly as she tried to move her
hands from the brass bars to no avail.
“I spent all this time
building you up and now I want my reward.
ALL of it!” Scarlett’s tongue dripped as
she pressed her slaveboy back into the smooth white comforter.
Grabbing him by the collar, Scarlett kissed him deep and
hard. Passionately their lips seized
together in strength and intensity and his hands took no time in exploring her
entire body. His lips suckled against
her sensitive neck and traced their way down to her heaving chest. One by one he attentively swallowed her
breasts before his thumb and index finger could tweak her nipples into swollen
coral mounds. Her grip upon his collar
became intense and he found his member reciprocating the attention.
With a sudden force, Alex was pushed back, his head hitting
the pillows, and a sudden moist valley covered his mouth. Scarlett ground her mound into his face until
breath was lost. It took little time
before Scarlett exploded over Alex’s lips, letting her savory cream slide down
his throat. He attempted to catch his
breath, but before he had a moment to regain his thoughts, he felt her mouth on
him again, prolonging the erotic pull his body was pleading with him to break.
Scarlett studied Sarah’s face, making sure she was taking
this all in. Sarah was still in her
chair and studied the two figures intently as if she had a choice. Admitting surrender, her voice traveled from
the edge of the bed and into her captor’s ears.
“Fuck your Queen
Cabinboy” she roared.
It caught the two by surprise. Scarlett could not contain her joy or the
giant smile pasted on her face. Sarah
was worthy… worthy of this slave without a doubt!
"You heard the girl”
Scarlett coaxed.
She bent over the end of the bed, her face almost in Sarah’s
lap, and arched her back awaiting entry.
Alex gripped his member tight in his hand and poked at her dripping
gash.
“May I mistress?”
he politely asked.
Without uttering a word, Scarlett thrust back onto his
enormous pillar of manhood. Alex almost
lost control right then and there. It
had been a week without feeling the inside of his lover… and oh how he had
missed the feeling.
“Remember slave… you
don’t cum until I allow” Scarlett reminded him.
At first his thrusts were slow and paced. His mind and body were screaming to pump as
hard as possible, but he knew he must not disobey his queen. His momentum gathered as the gripping feeling
of her inner muscles strangled him tight.
He was unaware of the noises leaving his body as his hips banged forward
in a steady barrage. Her moaning was
setting him off. Her torrid words of
desire laced with expletives were pushing his buttons and he was about to
explode with an animalistic fury. When
Scarlett reached back and took hold of the collar, twisting her neck and body
to look him directly in the eyes and he plummeted in and out of her, his senses
went crazy. He gritted his teeth and
pounded into her with all his will.
Grasping her hips and making her take every inch of him, he could feel
himself swell, inwards as well as out.
He tried to slow his rhythm but his body had other ideas. It continued to thrust away with no signs of
ending until he was spent. He couldn’t
disobey orders… not now! It was beyond his
control. He needed intervention.
"Please mistress… I am
so close… s'il vous plaît …?”
Scarlett took no pity upon her slave boy and continued to
let him ram her until she felt that familiar twitch inside her. Quickly, she sprang free, as he fell back
upon the bed writhing in exquisite pain.
“You know I love to
see you like this” she purred in his ear.
Allowing him little time to recuperate, she lay back on the
bed with legs spread wide.
“Oooh… Cabinboy...”
she teased in sing-song motioning for him to ravage her from above.
Lifting her right leg, he glided into her. He raised her dress to expose her bare
bouncing breasts as he pumped gently.
Scarlett sailed the oceans of his blue eyes. They seemed calm and
gentle. Instead of pounding for dear life, his waist thrust forth timidly and
his hand reached up to stroke the length of her neck before leaving a trail of
hot kisses down it. He impaled her
deeper now, but still in simultaneous strokes.
Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and her mind went fuzzy. His low grunts built with intensity as inch
by inch he fed her. He never allowed
Scarlett to lose sight of him. Sarah
watched in splendor as he made love to Scarlett and soon their songs mixed as
one. Scarlett was amazed Alex was
lasting as long as he was.
The roles of romantic and scorching lover fed his ego until
his cup runneth over. The fact he could
play both these parts fueled his desire for her ever more. The tempered saint meets the dirty
devil. He wanted her to have both. But soon it was just too much to bear, and
again that clenching feeling of his anatomy in a vice grip was too
overpowering. He needed release. His body was going to shut down without
it. This torture was his best friend and
worst enemy all at once. Amazing how
these two things could exist so closely to one another.
Scarlett watched his neck muscles tense up as his hip
movements accelerated. She squeezed him
tight within her, waiting for the tipping point. Grunting and slamming as never before, she
smiled listlessly up at him.
“Oh god… I’m close” he blurted out.
Before he could spew forth, Scarlett unglued her muscles and
forced Alex from her glistening zone.
In a state of anger, mixed with lust, Alex slammed his fists
and head into the mattress repeatedly.
Why was she prolonging his ache?
It felt so wonderful and at the same time, so cruel. He just couldn’t take it anymore. His mind cracked and all logic spewed forth
from it. So this was insanity…
“Calm down baby. You’ll thank me later, I promise”
Scarlett soothed, kissing his tired lips and watching a tear fall out the
corner of his eye.
She had done it! She
had broken him! She had possessed him…
mind, body, and soul! He truly knew what
it was to be a slave. He had been
diligent to make sure the needs of his mistresses were met before his own. He had shown amazing restraint and
preservation.
“You did it baby! You conquered
your own desires. You have fought
against your own will and have given yourself completely to me, and for this I
am proud. You deserve your reward. It is
your time, what is it you want my darling?”
“I want you my queen. I want to give you all I have” he
shuddered as more tears began to pool in his eyes.
“You’re almost there babe.”
Throwing her legs
over his waist, Scarlett impaled herself on his stiff member, slowly rocking
her hips to ease him in and out of her as tightly and agonizingly as he could
stand. Sarah watched Scarlett ride Alex
in concentrated bliss. He reached out to
cradle her tits swaying in air and massaged the wool fabric between his fingertips.
Her tight walls gripped him as she rode his staff and her head thrashed around
violently as an orgasm built inside her.
The combination of two distinct voices filled the room with sounds of
chaos. With a violent twitch, she felt
herself slipping through the black hole of euphoria, and to meet her demands,
he bent at the knees and thrust up with all the strength he had left to be
fully inside her. Her orgasm rippled
through her and a volcano and warm juices bathed every inch of his member in
seconds. She convulsed, grinding her
hands into his sweatered chest, legs shaking violently, her breath caught
somewhere in time. She was so beautiful
like this. And he was… free.
“Do it baby. Cum for me.
Cum for your queen… one last time.”
In an emotional roar he thrust forward harder than he ever
had and slammed a load of hot sperm deep inside her. The spasms continued as the muscles in his
cock contracted and released pumping forth torrents of thick cream as he never had before. Its warmth slid around
in her belly as they collapsed in a drenched pile, clinging to what was left of
their sanity. Scarlett climbed off and
snuggled into his chest. His face
disappeared within the woolen fabric of her turtleneck as he inhaled her scent
one last time. It could not be said if
it was tears or sweat that stained his face.
His eyes were calm and rewarding.
He lay there against her a long while and she felt his heartbeat one
final time. A long delicate silence
penetrated the room as Alex and Scarlett clung desperately to their final
moments. This was definitely an
experience he would never forget. This
was goodbye.
