Tied for Two (4 page)

They both sucked hard at the exact same moment. I moaned loudly, then tried to recapture the air with stuttering breaths. I strained at the rope around my wrists, wishing I could touch my pussy while they pleasured my breasts.

I hadn’t realized my eyes were closed until I felt the chill on my chest. I lifted my lids to see that they’d stopped and were both staring at me with self-satisfied expressions. I so wished Eric would just fuck me now. I was extremely horny and only a man’s cock inside me would do.

“What else did you want to do to our new slave, Alexis?” Eric asked. “You know I love to watch. You have carte blanche.”

That sly smile spread across her face. “Thank you, Your Majesty,” she said.

She moved down the bed and knelt near my foot. Her tongue trailed over the top of it and around my ankle as her hair hung down, tickling my legs.

“
Oh…
” I said. I wasn’t sure if the moan was caused by what she was doing or by the desperate throbbing in my clit.

Slowly, she worked her way up my shin. She pushed my legs apart and sucked on the

inside of my knee.

I moaned. I’d never realized that was an erogenous zone before.

She continued up the inside of my thigh, sucking one spot after another until I could feel her breath on my pussy lips. I didn’t care that she was a woman anymore, I just needed the contact…desperately.

My hips thrust in silent begging.

She laughed, then went down to my other ankle and started again. I thought I would die of need before she got around to satisfying me. And I still wanted that fuck from Eric.

I looked over at him. He was lounging in a chair nearby, sipping a glass of wine . When he saw my eyes on his swollen cock, he reached down and stroked it tauntingly. Fresh cream saturated my pussy as if readying itself for him.

Alexis had worked her way above my other knee and the tease was nearly unbearable.

When she sucked at the very top of my thigh, her silky hair brushed against my pussy lips.

I whimpered.

She stopped. “Okay, Miss I’m-not-a-lesbian, beg me to pleasure you like only a woman can.”

My clit throbbed, begging me to beg her. If only she hadn’t put it that way, I would have, but I just couldn’t say what she wanted me to.

After several moments of silence, she said, “All right then.” She moved up the bed and straddled me—one knee on the bed just under my left shoulder and one foot on the bed under my right.

Afraid she would sit on my face, I raised my bound hands and held them against her stomach.

“Sultan,” she said.

Eric was suddenly kneeling near my head. He grabbed the loose end of the rope and pulled until my hands were above me again.

“Thank you,” Alexis said. She lowered herself until her damp pussy was directly on top of my right breast. She swiveled her hips slowly. “Mmm…” she said. “Small but effective.”

Her swivel changed to a thrust and I realized she was sliding her clit over my nipple. I imagined what that might feel like on my own clit and shuddered. I so wanted to get myself off, if no one else was going to do it for me.

Eric pulled the rope taught so my arms were stretched as high as they would go above my head. I glanced up at him for a moment, but I couldn’t resist the lurid sight of another woman, pleasuring herself so close to my face. She writhed in a rhythm that reminded me of a cobra, dancing to the music of a snake charmer.

“Hot, isn’t it?” Eric asked. But he didn’t wait for an answer. Instead, he pushed his thumb into my mouth, swirling it round and round my tongue. “Suck me,” he said.

Alexis moaned as her sliding intensified, moving faster over my breast. The aroma of the hot cream from her pussy caused new tingling down south.

Mesmerized and aroused, I sucked Eric’s digit, wishing I had begged Alexis when I had the chance.

I needed release.

Alexis’s cries became more desperate, like she was almost getting what she needed from her gyrations, but not quite. Eric reached over, laced his fingers through her hair and squeezed, pulling at her scalp.

She exploded, screaming and jerking. Then, she collapsed onto me. It was strange having another woman’s breast pressed against my cheek. For a moment, I had the urge to taste the soft skin there, but I reminded myself I wasn’t a lesbian.

When Alexis finally recovered, she moved down my body until her face was at my breast.

Her tongue snaked out and she began lapping up her own juices from my skin. I was so enthralled by the sight, I didn’t realize Eric had moved down too…

Until I felt him pushing my thighs wide. I froze, my clit straining for attention, but instead he placed his lips at the crease where my thigh joined my pelvis and suckled gently there.

“Please!” I begged. I was sure I’d go crazy from their endless teasing.

He moved his mouth a half inch closer to where I wanted and gave one side of my pussy lips a chaste kiss.

I whimpered. I was wide open to him…waiting.

He blew his hot breath onto my clit.

“Oh, God, please…”

“Who?”

“Allah…Sultan…whatever, please!”

As Alexis lapped lazily at my nipple, I finally felt Eric’s tongue touch my clit. I was so ready.

He licked it from bottom to top.

My body tightened, ready for orgasm. Relief was finally in sight.

He used his lips to nibble lightly on me. I thrust my pelvis toward him, trying to get more.

He pressed his mouth to my pussy lips and began a slow kiss…so close to what I needed.

“Faster! Faster!” I demanded.

His tongue and Alexis’ stopped at the same time. Their mouths left me. I nearly cried.

“You do not command your master!” Eric said.

I looked at him pleadingly. Surely we could dispense with the role-playing now and just get each other off.

“Bring her!” he said.

Alexis grabbed the rope and tugged until I followed her off the bed. Eric placed a wooden platform—about four feet long, but only a few inches high—on the floor.

“Stand there,” Alexis said, pointing to the platform.

“Why?” I asked.

Eric smacked me hard on the ass. “Do as she says, Slave.”

I wasn’t sure I wanted to play their games anymore, but I also didn’t want to go home this wet and horny without a good fuck. Although I couldn’t see how standing on some platform was going to get me that. Regardless, I stepped up on it.

Alexis disappeared behind me, then came back into view in high-heeled shoes, making her the same height as Eric. Strange she’d put shoes on at this point.

Eric pulled the loose end of the rope up and tied it on a hook hanging from the low ceiling of the state room. He removed the slack until my arms were stretched up high. Any higher and I would have been hanging from my wrists.

Eric stood in front of me, Alexis in back. “See, I told you it would be perfect,” Eric said.

“You doubted my estimating abilities.”

“I guess that’s why you’re the Sultan,” Alexis said.

This was starting to scare me. I was completely incapacitated and didn’t know what these two were capable of.

“Um…I…what are you going to—?”

“Oh, I have a feeling you’ll like this, Slave,” Eric said.

Alexis disappeared from view again, but it didn’t matter because Eric stepped up close and ran his hands up my sides, over my breasts, then down to lightly caress the still-needy area between my thighs. I realized he was at just the right height for fucking.

Is that why I was up here? My breathing quickened. Maybe…

Alexis came back into view, wearing a strange contraption. It was like some sort of strap-on dildo, only shorter and only about a half-inch in diameter. Were they going to take turns fucking me? And if they were, her dildo was too small, even for my little pussy.

She handed Eric what looked like a remote control. “I suppose you should do the honors, Sultan,” she said teasingly.

Suddenly, Eric pressed his cock to the entrance of my pussy.

Yes!
The muscles inside me ached and tensed in anticipation of his entry.

Then I felt another sensation. Something slick and hard pressed against my tight butt hole.

My head tried to turn automatically, but my arms were in the way, since they were still suspended over me.

“What are you—?”

It rubbed up and down over my tiny hole and a jolt of pleasure shot through me.

“I don’t think she’s ever had anything in her ass,” Alexis said.

“Is that true?” Eric asked.

“Yes,” I said, wondering if that would save me from the fate Alexis had planned for me.

Despite my physical reaction, I wasn’t at all sure I wanted anything in my ass, especially not anything under Alexis’ control.

“Ah, you did well in choosing this one, Alexis. This will be fun.”

I strained at my bindings. I was still aroused, but suddenly needed more control over this situation. I couldn’t just let them—

Eric pushed and his cock stopped just inside my pussy. “Fuck, she is so tight!” he said.

Alexis prodded at my butt hole, causing another jolt of electricity to ricochet through me.

“She sure is,” she replied. “Maybe I needed an even smaller one.”

I felt another push and she broke through.

“
Ah-ah-ah!”
I cried, not sure if it was from the pleasure shock or just plain shock to my backside.

Eric ran his hands up my arms. I could smell that expensive, understated cologne he always wore and I felt dizzy. He thrust hard, forcing my pussy to accommodate him all at once.

I jerked, then relaxed into it. Finally, I was full of Eric. And it felt so good. But when he pulled back, Alexis thrust into my ass with the same force. I convulsed like I’d been electrocuted.

“
Oh-mmmm
!” I called out. And I couldn’t pretend I didn’t like it anymore.

They took turns with me then. Alexis pulled out as Eric thrust in. Eric pulled out as Alexis pushed in. Shockwaves hit my body, from the front, then the back. The jolts were so strong, I thought I’d pass out. But the rhythm was too slow for me to have the all-out orgasm I needed so badly.

Thrust. Push. Thrust. Push.

At some point, I realized I was moaning with each thrust, screaming each time Alexis pushed inside me. My body shook and shuddered, completely out of my control. I was vaguely aware of my shoulders hurting, my wrists feeling rope-burned, but those sensations joined the others in a cluster of pain and pleasure like I’d never felt before.

“It’s too much,” I said. “I can’t—I need…” I felt cool plastic slide down my cheek and opened my eyes. Eric held the remote in front of my face. Just as he pulled out and Alexis thrust back in, he pushed the button.

Vibrations jolted through me. Alexis and I screamed out together. Apparently there were vibrators in her contraption.

“Oh God!” she exclaimed. “Again, Eric!”

He shoved his cock into me, then pulled out again. “Who?” he said as he waved the remote around where she could see it.

“What?” She was obviously as dazed as I was.

“Who am I?”

“Sultan. Please, Sultan.” She reached around and pushed my pelvis back so she could drive her “penis” in as far as possible. Her finger slipped into my slit and I sucked in three mini-breaths. My ass seemed to reject the foreign object’s extreme intrusion. But my entire body flexed and tingled. I needed both Eric and Alexis to finish the job.

Eric hit the button then plunged into me, thrusting fast and hard again and again as the vibrations caused Alexis and me to lurch and shudder in unison. I screamed, Alexis moaned like someone was killing her, Eric groaned.

Every muscle in my body jerked again and again. The pleasure generated in my ass and pussy reverberated in every nerve ending. As my body convulsed a final time, I lost consciousness.

I heard the sound of my name spoken over and over, but felt too drained to open my eyes.

What had happened? Oh, yeah, I’d been shocked into a mind-blowing orgasm.

I rotated my wrists, but couldn’t feel the rope anymore.

“Tanya?”

“Damn, you didn’t kill her did you?”

“
Me?
Tanya?” Eric’s voice combined with the patting on my cheek caused me to open my eyes.

“Hmmm?” I replied.

“Shit, you scared the hell out of us,” he said.

“Do you have some kind of medical condition?” Alexis asked with genuine concern.

“No. I never felt anything like that before,” I said, still dazed. “I think all the blood rushed out of my head or something.”

Eric breathed a sigh of relief as he rubbed my wrists where the ropes had left imprints. “So, you’re okay.”

“Yeah, I think so.”

“I guess we don’t have to call 9-1-1 then,” Eric said. I noticed his phone was lying on the bed next to me. He picked it up. “Oh shit! It’s 2:30am. My uncle will be at the docks in a couple of hours to take the boat out for fishing.”

He darted around the room, picking up the platform, the rope, and any other evidence that showed he’d been there.

“Were we supposed to be on this yacht?” I asked.

“Well, it’s not like my uncle would press charges or anything, but no use taking the chance of getting written out of the will.”

“What?” I jumped off the bed, suddenly realizing I was an accessory to boat theft.

“Come on, let’s get dressed,” Alexis said.

I followed her to the bunk room where we threw on our clothes. The motor sounded and the boat started moving. I watched as Alexis folded her portable table quickly and walked out with it. I followed her to the deck. She began grabbing wine bottles and glasses and shoving them into trash bags and boxes. I watched, unsure what else to do.

When we got to the docks, I decided to leave them to their clean up and get the hell away from there, since I was the only truly innocent party involved.

“Well, um, bye,” I said.

Eric looked up from the box he was filling and gave me a wink. The things we’d done together already seemed surreal. He went back to his frantic clean up.

Alexis followed me to the steps. “Thanks for coming,” she said, as though I’d been a typical party guest. But when I turned and saw the mischievous expression on her face, I realized the double meaning her words had.