de Lune, Clair - Fiona's Two Masters [Prometheus in Chains 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (5 page)

Chapter Nine

Master Angus’s house was on the outskirts of Sheffield. The garden had a large flat lawn on one side, so they played badminton and croquet. Of course, being Doms, they couldn’t just play a straight game, and for every point lost, an article of clothing was removed. As the women were playing against the three large men, it was no surprise to anyone who lost most clothing. Fiona, against two Doms, lost all her clothes and her temper very shortly.

“This is so unfair. You are three big men, and we stand no chance. What a lot of overbearing pains in the arse. Why do we have to lose our clothes out here in the open in an unfair contest? Who died and made you God to decide the rules of the fucking game?”

The Doms stopped and stood looking at her. She grew silent and put her hand over her mouth as if to stop herself saying any more.

“On your knees, sub, slave position
now.
” She did as Master Alexander said without thinking.

Fiona saw that Emma had been watching her and listening to all this in openmouthed astonishment. Meanwhile Master Eric scored another point and said, “Okay, knickers off this time.”

Fiona just knew Emma wouldn’t like that and she was right. She heard her say, “No, that’s not fair, I wasn’t ready. I was watching Fiona. I
won’t
take them off.” She stamped her foot.

“Okay, you, too, slave position
now.
” Emma obeyed.

While they waited, Fiona fumed inwardly but said nothing, out of self-preservation. The three large Doms discussed the ways they could correct such bad behaviour and lack of respect. Then Fiona lost it. They had been set up, she just knew it.

“It’s not bloody fair,” she snapped.

“Who gave you permission to speak? Well?” Master Alexander asked in a cold, hard voice.

“Sorry,” she grumped.

This was greeted with silence and raised eyebrows.

“Sorry, Sir,” Fiona corrected herself before she got herself into more hot water, but still couldn’t let it go.

“Why the hell are we being punished?” she groused. “You have no right.”

This was greeted with silence and some stern looks so Fiona decided that silence was advisable. She wondered what they could do. They could get up and try to run away, but stood no chance of succeeding nor did they have clothes to wear. That would only make their Doms angrier, and then who would suffer? Fiona shrugged her shoulders, glanced at Emma, and they both looked down. Fiona felt, rather than saw, the Doms smile at the capitulation. They were so smug!

“Right. This is what we are going to do…Firstly, a contest to see who is going to halve their punishment. Whoever makes her Dom come first will win.” So saying, Master Eric unbuttoned his jeans and so did Master Ruari. Both Fiona and Emma got to work enthusiastically.

Licking and sucking on Master Ruari’s erect cock, Fiona began to enjoy herself. After all, she had been daydreaming about this all morning. Swirling her tongue around the head, she used her hands to stimulate cock and balls as Master Ruari’s cock was thick and long. She could never take it all in her mouth. By the sounds he was making, he appreciated her efforts, and in the end, there was very little in it.

But Fiona heard Emma manage to get her Dom to climax first. So she’d lost, and she had no time to wonder what that would mean, as very shortly afterward, Master Ruari stilled, then bucked his hips as he climaxed, shooting jet after jet of hot semen into her mouth. She eagerly swallowed every last drop of milky fluid. He tasted so very good, and she licked him clean. She heard Master Alexander say, “Well, it seems we have a winner and a loser.” She glanced up and saw he was smiling in anticipation. “Now to the punishment. I will go and see what my uncle has in his playroom.” He went to find out.

Oh yes. The Doms were enjoying tormenting them, and it was so bloody unfair. First the contest, and then not letting them have their say. Then abruptly she stilled as she realised that at least here she was able to object. What was she objecting for anyhow? She was enjoying herself. Her Masters had seen she was worried and upset, and they had come up with this as a way of distracting her. And, to give them credit, it was working. She and Emma were going to be tormented, but she was sure it would be with pleasure. She had relished sucking Master Ruari’s cock and she was looking forward to whatever it was Master Alexander had gone to fetch. However had she had the temerity to say such things to two Doms? It would never have occurred to her to object at all with Gordon, and she smiled to herself again. She was beginning to be herself again. She had used to be a feisty sub and make any Dom work to dominate her, until that bastard Gordon got hold of her. She could be that way again, and wondered if the twins would like that. She suspected they would.

Master Alexander came back with a cool box and, Fiona noticed, his wicked grin. Fiona looked at Emma who looked as worried as she felt, and with good reason. The Doms began to play. She was told Master Ruari would entertain her for the first half hour. Master Alexander would then take over.

First Master Ruari inserted Ben Wa balls into her pussy and told her she had to keep them in as she walked to the other end of the terrace. It was not easy, and Fiona struggled to clench her internal muscles as she waddled at first in ungainly fashion along the terrace. Then the balls began to work their magic, and the feelings were well worth it. The balls inside the balls moved and vibrated as she walked, and soon she was wet and aroused. She saw some folded towels spread over the picnic tables for their comfort so they wouldn’t get hurt on the wood, and so she leaned over and allowed Master Ruari to secure her hands to the rings set on the legs.

All power of thought left her. Master Ruari removed the balls, and although she hadn’t wanted them inside her cunt at first, as he bent over and removed them, she whined and earned a smart smack on her bottom. She felt him open her labia with one strong hand, and he licked and sucked her clit into his mouth. He started to suck her clit and flicked it with his tongue, never quite enough to make her come.

“Oh please, oh please,” she begged and got another couple of swats on her bottom and heard him chuckle.

“Naughty little pet, you should not have been so cheeky to your Doms. Now you will have to wait for a whole hour to get an orgasm,” he said.

He took his mouth away, and she tried not to protest as she didn’t want any more swats on her bottom, but almost at once, his warm, soft, wet mouth was replaced by a cold, hard glass dildo on her clit.

“Oh my God!” She squealed, trying to avoid the dildo seeking entrance to her pussy. Inexorably the cold instrument penetrated her cunt, and he found her G-spot, rubbing the cold dildo over it time and again. The feeling was almost too much to bear.

“The cold in my cunt. Please,” she said. It was cold but she soon got used to it and began to enjoy the sensation, Soon the pleasure was so intense she lost her power to think. She had never felt anything like it in her life. The dildo gradually warmed up as it was pumped in and out, slowly at first then with increasing speed. Fiona moaned as her arousal mounted. She panted, mewled, and squirmed, but Master Ruari held her in place as he continued to pump it in and out of her. She began to feel the tingles of her orgasm approaching and tried to conceal it from Master Ruari or she knew he’d deny her. She heard Emma, still suffering the same sweet torture nearby. Fiona could hear her moans and a scream. She clenched the muscles of her cunt around the warming dildo as he continued to stroke it in and out of her pussy. She
was
going to come. And she gave a little crow of triumph.

“Oh yes!”

That was her undoing. He heard it and the dildo was taken out.
Oh shit!
I was so close so fucking close!
But she didn’t say
that
out loud.

Master Ruari chuckled and said, “Nice try, pet, but you still have a long time to go yet.” He began to kiss and lick all the way from her neck and the pulse point he found there, down her back and as far as her bottom.

“This delicious little bottom. How good it will be to get my cock inside of it and fuck you until you come!”

He nipped each globe of her bottom just enough for a bite of pain but not to hurt her, and she squealed. He took each cheek in one large hand and caressed, then kneaded firmly. He pressed his fingers into her pussy and withdrew them, covered in her cream, licking it off with a loud smacking of his lips.

“Mm. How delicious. Your cream tastes like honey,” he said and dipped back inside her labia for more.

She was hot. She wriggled against his fingers and panted. She
needed
to come, and she moaned and begged for release.

“I need to come now. Please fuck my pussy and make me come now. I need your cock inside me. Please, oh please,” she begged and pleaded to no avail.

Although he returned to fuck the dildo in and out and over her G-spot again, he brought her close many times, but never let her go over the edge, leaving her panting and moaning, “Oh God, oh please, Master Ruari, please make me come. I can’t stand anymore.” But still he did not let her come. He kept up the erotic torture for the full half hour. Then he released her hands and carefully rubbed her wrists. He handed her over to Master Alexander who had a smug smile on his face as he said, “I enjoyed that spectacle, my pet.”

Fiona had seen him watching her as his brother pleasured her, and the anticipation in his eyes now made her wonder what he was going to do to her. It didn’t take long for her to find out. He had her lie down on her back on the table. Emma and Master Eric were nowhere in sight, but Master Ruari was standing to one side, ready to watch in his turn. Master Alexander leaned over and licked her left breast. He licked all the way under it, up the side and over the top. He licked and nibbled and sucked lightly. She wanted him to get to her nipple quickly, but no matter how she arched her back and offered her nipple to him, he just smiled and continued to make her wait. He was taking his own sweet time. She was panting again, moaning and threshing her head from side to side.

“How beautiful you look in your arousal. I want to take my time and get you really wet and needy.”

Then at last he took her little pebbled nipple into his hot mouth, and holding it between his teeth, he flicked the tip of his tongue back and forth until she screamed. He released it with a pop.

“I love the taste of your breasts. Shall I try the other one now or…”

“Please, oh
please
,
let me come,” she begged. He chuckled, bending to her right breast, repeating the sweet torment. He suckled hard on her right breast, and she tried to come up off the table, but he held her down. Then he released her nipple, and far too slowly for her liking, he pressed hot, wet kisses down her body over her stomach, and she stilled as he got closer and closer to her pussy. Her hands were balled into fists, and she was tense. She willed him to go lower and take her clit. He then slipped one strong finger between the slick folds of her pussy and fondled her clit.
A
t last!
She squirmed and moaned, and he rubbed his finger over her clit until at last, she began to feel tingles in her fingers and toes again. But he took his finger away, and she could have killed him.

“Oh please, Master Alexander. I need to come. Please fuck me now. I need your cock inside my cunt.”

He chuckled again.
The bastard!
But she heard him say. “Needy little darling, you are about to get what you have earned so beautifully.”

She heard him tear open a condom packet, and he was inside taking her hard and fast.

“Yes, fuck me harder. Fuck me faster. I need your cock deep inside me now!”

Just as she wanted. Just as she
needed
. He pumped his huge, erect cock into her swollen and wet cunt. He connected with her G-spot, and she panted, not being able to breathe. This was ecstasy. His fingers found her clit, pressing and pinching and she was lost. A wave of pleasure swelled until it swept her away, and she screamed his name. She saw him smile above her, and he continued to stimulate her clit, pinching the little pearl between thumb and forefinger until she rode out another deep orgasm. As her muscles clenched on his cock, his hips bucked, and he roared as he came deep inside her.

“Fuck. She is wonderful. Her cunt is milking my cock dry!”

When she saw he had recovered himself sufficiently, he pulled out of her and held her against his chest and petted her. She loved these moments with them. They never failed to praise and pet her and see to
her
comfort. Rubbing her back in small circles, he kissed and nibbled at her neck, placing butterfly kisses on her nose and her eyelids.

He and his brother helped her indoors and upstairs to the bathroom where they ran a bath, helped her into it, and bathed her gently, paying attention to her breasts and pussy. They lifted her out of the bath and dried her in the soft, fluffy towels they had warmed. She felt so special and cared for, and tears came to her eyes at the difference between these men and Gordon. But she wouldn’t think of
him
now. He had no place in her mind. All she
could
think of, all she
would
think of was her twin Scotsmen.