High School Bondage Club

Kylie grinned as soon as she was given the first order, “Mmmmm yes I would love to Mistress”. Grinning she moved to the floor and on her knees and gently spread the girls legs apart before looking at the wonderful pussy belonging to this goddess. Looking back at Nick she grinned and pointed at her ass, “Tongue… ass and pussy… now”. She then turned to the woman and licked her wet snatch from the bottom all the way to the top of her pussy covering her clit with Kylie’s mouth. She had no idea if the man would obey her or just fuck her on her ass but she did not cared as long as he did something. Grinning she noticed that she was very wet already the toy has her ready for my tongue, perfect just too perfect!.

Her eyes moved to the other woman’s lips and made a long lick from the bottom all the way to the top teasing her a bit. Finally decided to just start and don’t give the woman reason to punish Kylie she pushed her tongue all the way inside her pussy while her nose sent warm air to the clit of the young woman. She moved one of her hands to the woman’s clit and began gently rubbing the flesh while her tongue took care of the Lilly’s pussy. “You taste fucking great… I cannot get enough of you!” she moaned as the Kylie pushed her tongue back inside her pussy tasting the juices coming out from her and becoming more and more intoxicated by the smell and taste. Her pussy and juices were like a drug and Kylie could not get enough of it. Kylie moved her tongue while inside the girls pussy while her hand took care of her clit.

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A groan passed Lily's lips. Regardless of whether Nick did comply or not, she didn't mind. She'd noticed, though, he had yet to speak ever since her arrival. Either he was mute, had lost the urge to speak up or ... something of the like. Just from the seemingly uncertain attitude floating around him, she wasn't overly counting on him to join in. Then again, that could be wrong. Her stuck-up and arrogant mindset wasn't always correct with such assumptions and she enjoyed being able to be proven wrong. Her head lightly shook. That was neither here nor there; all that was for Lily was that skilled tongue belonging to Kylie.

"Mmm yes .... " She murmured, her head lightly tossing back, shivers and shudders trailing gently down her body. If both holes did wind up getting used, that'd be fine by her. It wouldn't take much stimulation or lubricant of any type to get even her ass prepared and ready to have a finger - or something else - shoved up inside. Ah, the perks of having found the kink of sex toys. She'd loved them so much that she practically made her entire body adjust to any and all types. Thus, it was easier for herself to react, often able to do so easier and quicker than most others.

After giving Kylie a few moments to work on licking and teasing her clit, Lily allowed her hand to find the back of her head. Her fingers weaved and ran gently through the dyed locks, her hips beginning to lightly buck up against her mouth. "That's right, just like that. Mmm yes ... " Her eyes closed as she panted and moaned softly, letting the sounds echo and tempt her ears and mind to go wild.

Dear God, had she really just said that? Nadia held her breath, staring up at Carl. It had sounded foreign and alien to her own ears, and yet they seemed to have sparked a blaze in the pair of them. There was a pause between them and Nadia swore her heart stopped while she waited to see what happened now. Something passed between the two of them, she saw Carl grin, and then Jamie's purring voice drew her attention down ward. Being called a good girl sent a curious thrill running through her blood stream, and yet... it felt awkward beyond belief. Carl's hands moved toward the horrid things clamped down over her nipples and Nadia sighed with relief, ready to have them gone... and then his hand's backed away without touching them. Frustration and anger surged out of nowhere. He'd said they would take them off!

Two fingers eased there way into her body and Nadia froze, her eyes glazing over as they widened in shocked surprise. They curled inside her and she bit down hard on her bottom lip as she whimpered. They teased that sweet place with a touch so soft it was torture to endure it. Muscles spasmed and her body trembled, but it was too light a thing to give her the release she so desperately needed. The talented tongue that had been driving her slowly insane with its attention finally targeted what Nadia most needed as Jamie finally lavished attention on the tight, aching bud. The blonde seemed to lap at her skin with an aching tenderness before her lips closed around the tender bud and sucked.

Nadia yelped as if in pain as her back arched up hard. The gentle hand on her stomach kept her from jerking around or squirming, but her legs still trembled and her arms reflexively pulled against the ropes. Her entire body was reaching out, straining for the promise of sweet relief, and yet every time it seemed with in her reach, it was yanked away again. Every time it was there, within reach, Jamie snatched it away again until Nadia was a whimpering mess. The tormented need swamped her mind until there was nothing else. She shudder and shook as if she were coming undone, but the sweet promise always escaped her at the last minute. It played havoc on her mind as much as her body. The inner strength she clung to, the sense of control over herself and her life, they slowly faded beneath the weight of knowing her torture would go on as long as Jamie wanted it to go on. She couldn't stop her, couldn't make it end of her own will. She had to wait until Jamie gave her relief, or she would never have any.

And then, something shifted. Something changed and gave way. Those gently teasing fingers inside her slit changed from playfully fluttering inside her to stroke her over sensitive flesh with a demanding vengeance that force the air from her lungs. The lips and tongue that had been torturing her latched onto her skin and suckled viciously at flesh far too over sensitized to bare it. Nadia practically yowled as Jamie purred against her and seemingly sending vibrations shuddering through her entire body. Just when she thought she might die from pleasure, Carl was there, removing the nipple clips to ease away that last bit of pain, and then his mouth latched onto one of those hypersensitive buds, his fingers found the other, and Nadia screamed.

Something snapped, gave way, and for a second, Nadia was frozen stiff. Her heart didn't beat, her lungs didn't breath, she didn't even really see. Everything faded, and then it all came back with a raging vengeance as her body bucked and writhed, assaulted by wave after wave of ecstasy. Pleasure far too intense for one so inexperienced seared every nerve ending, tore through every muscle, and left her screaming and fighting against her own orgasm as it dragged her down. Between the pair, she thought she might really go insane from what they had done to her. At first, it seemed like it would never stop. As it was, it was some minutes before Nadia's lithe body finally stopped squirming and struggling, and finally, finally collapsed into a gasping, half-sobbing heap.

Sure, she had had orgasms before... but not like that. Not one that left her body weak and strung out as if she had spent the last five hours running full tilt. Her skin hummed with sensation and every little touch made her whimper and jerk away, almost terrified it might happen again. Too much... just... too much. There was too much to feel, too much to know. Nadia felt thoroughly used, and thoroughly sated... but the idea of walking home after this made her trembling worsen. There was just no way... there was no way anyone could endure something like what they had just done to her and then walk a few feet. Five miles was just.. out of the question.

And they wanted to do more... oh God, they were going to do more! Nadia whimpered and hid her face against her arm. What had they said? One orgasm for each rope... could she survive that? Could anyone? A desperate panic started to settle in, and Nadia wanted to scream 'peaches' just as loud as she could. Could she ask for a break? For them to let her breath? Would they become angry? Fear made her clam up and Nadia simply lay there, shivering in silence, waiting in an unusual blend of anticipation and horror for whatever came next.

Carl had never felt a greater rush of victory than when Nadia finally begged Jamie and him to let her cum. All his past successes, the goals he'd scored in soccer, that feeling after the curtain closed on a play, seemed to pale in comparison to this first true feeling of domination that Nadia's simple words had given him. This was what he craved. This is why he'd set up the club. To get this rush and experience the unique feeling of having someone submit to his will.

Submission was definitely the right term, breaking felt wrong to Carl now. He didn't want to shatter Nadia, despite the pain they used, or leave her somehow non-functioning. He wanted her to be so overwhelmed by his force of will that she would yield to his desires. To trust him so completely that she freed her mind from doing anything but what he wished. And that kind of trust, he decided, was born out of respect and not just fear. He could beat her all night and she might even break and obey him, but she'd do it for the wrong reason. He wanted her to want to submit, to yearn for it, and not do it solely out of fear.

And, he swallowed as he thought about the subject more, this act tonight barely touched the surface of a deep pool. His mind spun as he imagined kind of relationship he could forge with a sub whose absolute and total submission he could command over time. Nadia had given in to them, but she still had resistance, stubbornness, and plenty of fight. She had yielded a battle, but still fought the war. He'd have to invest time to earn her full submission, if he could even get it from her.

Jamie stopped him from removing the nipple clamps, and for a half-second he was annoyed. Who was she to order him around? Then, watching the sexy blonde start to feast on Nadia's aching and tormented sex, he decided that the show she was giving him might not be a bad thing to be a spectator for after all. It was sexy as fuck to see Jamie's talented tongue start to drive the begging Nadia to a massive orgasm. Nadia had probably never even kissed a girl before tonight and yet, here she was, so turned on and overwhelmed by her need for release that she was letting Jamie lick her over the edge!

In addition, as desperate as Carl was to cum, he knew Jamie was doing the right thing by giving Nadia a massive and undistracted orgasm as her reward for finally yielding. The carrot was a bigger motivator than the stick for the redhead and Carl knew Jamie and himself would have plenty of opportunity to sate their own physical needs in Nadia's willing body after they had proved to her they could be trusted. And that they could drive her wild with pleasure.

Jamie was such a skilled oral pleasure giver that Carl found himself watching her techniques with erotic fascination. As a guy, he'd made up for a glaring lack of anatomical knowledge when he went down on a girl by being very enthusiastic. His approach got results, but he knew he lacked a certain artistry with his tongue that Jamie was definitely demonstrating. Watching her tease and torture Nadia, bringing her to the edge and then back down over and over again, was so incredibly hot and showed the true skill of a expert in her craft. Carl knew that he'd be able to learn a lot from Jamie about pleasing a sub, and with more than just his tongue. She was like having a defector on his side, able to give him all the enemy's plans, defenses and secret entrances to further ensure his next victory!

Nadia finally had her well deserved orgasm after Jamie gave Carl permission to remove the clamp and clothespin from her nipples. Carl liked to think that his mouth and fingers drove the redhead over the edge as he had quickly attacked her super-sensitive and tortured buds, but he knew his contribution was probably just the icing on the orgasm cake that Jamie had served up. And judging by Nadia's writhing, gasping, moaning and body tensing reaction, it was a very sweet cake indeed! Carl had only had sex with a handful of girls at this point in his life, but he'd never seen a reaction like Nadia's toe curling and mind shattering cum. Vaguely, he wondered if he'd ever even given his former partners orgasms when judged against Nadia's response! Certainly none had spasmed and flailed like they were having a seizure. As she finally came down, Carl stood up, rubbing her nipples lightly and whispered to her gently.

"Mhmmm, I can tell you enjoyed that. Are you ready for your next one? Because Jamie and I are very horny right now."

Giving Nadia's panting and stunned face a soft kiss, Carl moved down to her feet and untied one of her ankles. Jamie was lapping the juices around Nadia's swollen sex and Carl placed a hand on the blonde's firm ass cheek, squeezing it playfully. He slid his fingers between her thighs and lightly ran his fingertips through Jamie's slit. She was dripping wet with arousal and he lightly circled her clit as he spoke to her.

"Nice work, you were amazing! I'm going to have to ask you to teach me how to do that. But for now, since I can tell you are as turned on as me, why don't we have Nadia return the favor? I think you can find a way to fit on her with me and get her to give you a thank you lick. Or two. Or more."

Carl paused to reach into the bag and pull a condom onto his still throbbing dick. He had almost forgotten earlier, but figured with Jamie not liking cum and having never broached the topic with Nadia, protection was the right thing to do. Plus, as turned on and teased as his cock was, having a condom might actually help him last! He slid up onto the table and lifted Nadia's limp body, turning her onto her side slightly as he nestled behind her. Her wrists were still tied and stretched above her head and one ankle was also still tied down. But, he lifted her free leg up and pulled it bent while spreading her thighs as he fit in against her rear. The delicious curve of her ass pressed against the skin above his cock and his chest was tight against her sweaty and hot back. As he adjusted himself against her body, his cock pushed at the entrance to her pussy again.

"We are going to fuck you now. And make you cum again," he whispered in a husky murmur right in her ear, voice firm and commanding. He wanted to seize the momentum they had in the afterglow of Nadia's orgasm and use this window to get her to obey before she could think about what was going on again. "I'm going to fuck you so hard that you probably won't be able to think straight. But, to earn your second cum you have to eat out Jamie to thank her for the orgasm she gave you. I want you to eat her pussy like you love it. Bury your face in her pussy just like she did to you."

Carl motioned for Jamie to climb up as he waited for the still fuck drunk redhead to reply. With Jamie facing the other direction, so her talented tongue could dart down to toy with Nadia's clit again if needed, Carl had the added benefit of now having a perfect view of the blonde's pink folds as she spread herself in front of Nadia's head. He had front row seating for Nadia's first attempt at pleasing another girl with her mouth! He was suddenly glad he had the condom on, just the visual stimulation alone was going to be overwhelming. Gripping Nadia's hips, he pushed the tip of his big cock slightly into her wet and tight passage, just waiting for her to start to lick Jamie before beginning to fuck her. And in his mind, the intoxicating mix of new feelings swirled stronger. The thrill of dominance, raw physical lust and desire, a strange closeness and obsession with every motion Nadia made, and the bizarre teammate-like bonding he felt with Jamie as they shared this first time domination experience together as partners.

Even after the fucking Nick gave her, Kylie was still rather energetic seeing as she kind of ran towards the new girl. He followed behind her not quite arriving at the same time due not being as eager as Kylie was but when he approached, he looked at the girl from her face to her legs, not ignoring the likelihood that her pussy might've gotten aroused after seeing what was happening before her. He let Kylie speak for them both, knowing she had an easier time communicating than he did, although he did find her bluntness a little uncomfortable but that was fine by him. Then he watched the girl strip down to her skin right before them, his eyes admiring the curvature of her breasts and the slimness of her hips. Nick knew one thing, he did enjoy looking at her.

The girl started on Kylie's breasts and all Nick was forced to do was watch with his hand stroking his own cock. His other hand rested on Kylie's ass, while she kissed the girl neck. They suddenly stopped and Kylie ordered Nick to insert his tongue into the girl's ass as she knelt down to kiss her pussy. With Kylie on the floor, all he wanted to do was lift her ass up and fuck her doggy-style. He might do later, maybe even to this new girl.

Seeing as Kylie was going to town on her pussy, Nick decided to do something else to the girl. He moved towards the girl, feeling his cock brush the side of Kylie's head which was partially intentional. He lunged forward to grab the girl's breasts in his hands. First, he started off slow and gentle but got faster and rougher, squeezing them harder. He brought his lips to her nipples, sucking on them and biting on them occasionally. After fucking Kylie, he seemed to be keen to do anything, he didn't even hesitate to grab this girl's breasts and fondle them. He didn't even mind that his dick was rubbing the side of Kylie's head while she ate the girl's pussy.

Kylie continued to do her job to please the woman that was so eagerly spreading her legs. Her eyes looked up at her and the face she was making and how excited she was, her pussy was also showing her excitement in its own way. Feeling the shift on weight behind her Nick approached the other girl and began sucking her nipples while his big cock was touching Kylie’s face. She could still feel the smell of her pussy on his cock and she was pretty sure that he was in that position on purpose. With her free hand she moved to his cock and began slowly jerking him off while he took care of the woman’s nipples.

The smell and taste of the young woman was truly intoxicating, she could not get enough from her. Kylie’s tongue pushed in and moved inside her folds while her nose gave warm air to the erect clit. Grinning she looked at his cock and decided to please both of them, opening her mouth she began deepthroating him for a couple of seconds before she went back to the girl and pushed her tongue inside the girls pussy and moved it around. Her hand continued massaging and jerking off the guy besides her while her tongue did It’s job on the pussy.

Kylie kept on switching from place to place, cock to pussy and the other way around. Her mouth seemed to be pretty enough to even talk. She looked up at the woman’s face and then at what he was doing with her nipples. He was being a bit rough on her but she had no idea how the woman would hold on with the man’s roughness of her nipples. Giggling she went back to her work as the sounds and moans of people all around her could be heard. She did wonder what would happen if a teacher suddenly walked in and saw the display that was going on. She loved this club already, just a couple of hours into this she was fucked and now she was sucking a cock and a pussy the best from both worlds.

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Lily was incredibly pleased to see her internal thoughts and guesses proven wrong when Nick did indeed join in. And he did what was perhaps one of the most preferred courses of action, go and pleasing her nipples. It seemed only fair to give him some sort of reward like she was doing to Kylie with access to her slit and juices. So after only a few seconds of contemplating, her hand wrapped around Nick's shaft - simultaneously joining Kylie's in the process - and slowly moved up and down, intentionally teasing and building him up. She very easily could have gone much faster if Lily wanted to but right now, she didn't. This was always a very nice way to test men and see what type of mindset they had; if they accepted it well enough, they were more of a sub. Otherwise if they begged for it not to end, they leaned toward the dominant spectrum.

Her hips continued to lightly buck and her body didn't even hesitate or try to hide just how aroused this was all getting her. Her fragrance got even stronger than it'd been since the day had started and more juices were dripping steadily into Kylie's mouth, her moans increasing in volume and frequency. "Yes, yes ... ohhh .... " The hand on the back of Kylie's head gripped her hair slightly, though she made sure the one around Nick's cock didn't do the same gesture. While she did lean on the domme side herself, she wasn't unnecessarily cruel. No no, someone had to earn her wrath first. And thankfully, neither of them were doing that. She hated going to her 'bitchy' side and avoided it when possible.

Normally, Lily didn't like so much attention upon her at once. But in some odd way, this was a very welcome change of pace. Maybe because even during her wildest days, she'd never had two people at once? Very possible. Well, if they repeated like how this one was going, she wouldn't mind it at all. Hell, she'd likely see about having this sort of thing done more often. The experience was incredible, better than even trying to write or fantasize of such things. Her chest heaved as she panted heavily, her pulse increasing even more. The girl hadn't even been that long and she was already drawing her incredibly close.

"Mmm so good ... both of you .... " She murmured, her eyes closing as her body relaxed, subconsciously but still quietly surrendering to them both and allowing each to do whatever they desired to her.

-This- was why she liked to top. To be in a position of power so that she could focus on making her partner a screaming, trembling mess. Moans and writhing, involuntary bucks were more than enough to stroke her ego. And with Nadia bound, it made topping so much easier! The other girl was forced to keep her hands to herself and her legs spread wide; letting Jamie really focus on what she was doing and enjoy the screaming that was a signal of a job well done. Of course it came with it’s drawbacks…namely Jamie was now horny as hell. Her nipples were hard as pebbles, straining for stimulation. And her sex was so ready to be satisfied that she nearly flew off the table when Carl ran his fingers against her slit.

The light touch was enough to send a jolt of electricity through her and make her hips buck just the slightest bit despite her effort not to. She was dripping wet, her clit was so engorged that it actually ached. And to make matters worse, it felt like her heart had found it’s way down her body, the pulsing need of her sex was so strong at this point it was almost maddening. A little shiver ran up from her sex, through her spine, and once it hit her brain the urge to whimper, to plead for more surged through her mind.

Gah! Get out of here submissive mindset. You’re not wanted.

So she buried that urge deep down, somewhere next to her fantasies involving men; a safe place where it wasn’t going to distract her. There. Feeling a little more collected she pulled away from Nadia incase she decided to kick now that her leg was free. “Thanks Cark. It’s all about patience.” Jamie smiled sweetly at the compliment. Enthusiasm was good, but mixing it with a sort of calculating patience could be better. Her fingers lightly traced along the other girl’s twitching abdomen and Jamie looked down into her eyes, a little grin on her pink pouty lips. “You’d love to return the favor, wouldn’t you Pet?” Jamie cooed, attempting to remove Nadia’s name in order to drag her into a more submissive place. At the end of the day, all any of them really had to call their own were their names and their pride. Hopefully stripping away both of those things would keep Nadia from getting uppity again.

Oh thank God Carl was putting on a condom. She’d probably bolt halfway across the room like a scared doe if any of his seed got so close to her face. Once he was all settled behind Nadia with the tip of his member nestled in her slick folds, Jamie went ahead and positioned herself with her head close to the other girl’s sex and her own dripping folds now a few inches from Nadia’s mouth. She was trusting Carl to stop her if she decided she was going to be vengeful rather than thankful.

And if Carl didn’t –he- was going to get severely punished after they were done playing for not paying attention.

“I hope you don’t plan on biting me…because I’ll have to bite you back as your punishment.” Jamie’s teeth grazed lightly over Nadia’s toned inner thigh threateningly. Having a girl who has never been with another girl could be stressful enough…having a girl who had been a fighty sub a moment ago and then shoving your vagina close to her face was a little terrifying. The last thing she needed was for Nadia to freak out, regain some of her stubborn pride, and decide that she was going to exact her revenge upon Jamie for binding her by biting the blonde’s very sensitive sex.

So she didn’t force herself onto the other girl, instead she patiently waited, letting Nadia come to terms with the whole ‘eating out another girl for the first time’ thing on her own. Just lead the horse to water, and let her figure out to drink on her own.

“Go ahead…lick me. Show me all the things you liked me doing to you.” Jamie encouraged sweetly as her nails lightly traced out little doodles in Nadia’s trembling thighs, the backs of her hands brushing against Carl’s shaft as she played and waited.

Rough fingers were gently teasing nipples that had become far, far too sensitive to be touched and the aftershock the attention sent through Nadia's body left her softly mewling. Carl's whispering brought her attention up to him. It was the gentleness in his voice that calmed her more than anything he did or said. It was a firm reminder than they cared about how she felt and she visibly relaxed as that simple thought crossed her mind. If she needed a break, a moment to breath, surely they would let her. Even when hurting her, they hadn't been cruel. They had never actually harmed her. It was a subtle learning she was shifting through. First and foremost she was learning to trust them, really trust them. Secondly, and without her even knowing, she was learning to submit to their will.

For a moment, they both moved away from her, giving Nadia the moment to breath that she so desperately needed. Carl had left the table and Jamie had sat up. Nadia's hypersensitive body was left without stimulation for a few minutes, and it did wonders for her fogged, pleasure-drunk mind. As the tension eased out of her body, she began to feel as if she could breath again. A hazy sense of after-glow settled in and Nadia was feeling very much relaxed and quiet when Carl's warm hands returned. He untied her ankle, and then his hands were gently turning her onto her side as his warm body slid up against her back. She hadn't even realized a thin sheen of sweat was coating her skin until his firm body as pressing tight against her softer one and she noticed how his skin slipped and slid against her own. One of his hands tucked beneath the knee of her free leg and pulled it high. Nadia actually sighed at the deep stretch it provided and, despite how it put her glistening slit on display, she practically purred.

"We are going to fuck you now. And make you cum again," he whispered in a husky murmur right in her ear, his voice carrying a commanding tone that brooked no room for complaint or rebellion. The calm that had settled in around her seemed to vanish in an instant, and she found herself holding her breath while he spoke. "I'm going to fuck you so hard that you probably won't be able to think straight. But, to earn your second cum you have to eat out Jamie to thank her for the orgasm she gave you. I want you to eat her pussy like you love it. Bury your face in her pussy just like she did to you."

A new kind of trembling settled in as Carl tucked up against her, the base of his cock rubbed against her ass, and then the head nudged against her spread lips. A moment of pressure... and then she whimpered as the head pressed inside her, stretching her slit open to make way for him. The restraint it had to take to stop at just that left Nadia feeling astounded. She knew he wanted it as badly as she did, she could feel him throbbing and twitching, he had to ache for her the way she was aching to finally feel him. Carl was holding her hips, keeping her from moving... and then Jamie was settling down in front of her and Nadia's mind caught up with the things Carl had said.

'Fuck... just.... fuck...' Nadia had never even kissed another girl and now... now Jamie's glistening sex was inches away from her face. The scent of her arousal, while surprisingly pleasing and almost sweet smelling, was overwhelming. The alien urge that had taken hold of her earlier, than secret longing to know what she tasted like, seeped through Nadia's mind until she was squirming and pressing back against Carl in an effort to put space between herself and Jamie. It was pointless, but she still tried.

“I hope you don’t plan on biting me…because I’ll have to bite you back as your punishment.”

"I would nev-" Nadia hissed in a sharp breath of air through her teeth as Jamie's teeth scraped at the tender flesh of her inner thigh. The blonde didn't actually bite her, but the threat was there, and Nadia squirmed uncomfortably. Sure, she was full of spite and fire when she felt like being stubborn... but she never liked really hurting anyone.. and that would certainly have hurt Jamie. She didn't want that.. not at all. “Go ahead…lick me. Show me all the things you liked me doing to you.”

Nadia's cheeks flamed red and she squirmed fitfully. She wanted to... but... something held her back. She wasn't really sure what it was exactly. She could remember lots of fun things that Jamie's tongue had done and she was sure she could duplicate them, at least for the most part so... why was stopping her? Nadia chewed at her bottom lip, her still pleasure-drunk mind working the problem over much more slowly than normal. They both seemed to wait with unyielding patience for Nadia to decide if she could handle this or not.

'What are you waiting for?' she thought, frowning a little. 'You wanted to try it, remember? Just do it already.' Nadia licked her lips and shifted her mouth closer to Jamie, breathing in small, quick breaths to savor the uniquely feminine blend of musk and sweetness that seemed to serve to just make Nadia more curious. Before her courage could fail her, Nadia's tongue flashed out to take one long, but quick swipe at the petal-soft lips of Jamie's sex. Nadia jerked back a second later, shivering as she mulled over the new taste on her tongue. She tasted as sweet as she smelled, but there was something else, not really salty and not quite sour either. It wasn't the thick, musky, overpower taste of cum... this was delicate, gentle flavor that beguiled her and drew her back.

They each waited, gave her the time she needed, and Nadia could not thank them more for it. She needed the time to think, to process what was happening and what she was doing. Some small part of her still struggled against all of this, but it was buried somewhere beneath an alien kind of acceptance. Not just of the situation, but of their control over her. It was becoming... comfortable. She supposed that aught to frighten her, but perhaps she was still just too drunk on ecstasy to care? She really wasn't sure... Jumbled, and still a little confused, Nadia timidly leaned closer to the blonde again, watching wide eyed as more of her nectar leaked passed her pink lips. She shivered as she rested her head against the other girl's inner thigh and began to slowly, timidly lick along her damp slit.

The more she licked, the more she decided she enjoyed how Jamie tasted, and the more enthusiastic she became. Small moans began to escape her throat as her untutored tongue haphazardly explored and her eyes glazed over as she slipped back into a contented haze. Her warm tongue bathed Jamie's slit as Nadia eagerly lapped more and more of the sweet fluids she offered. Some part of her knew she was going to feel awful about all of this later... but right now... it didn't matter.

Kyle gripped Jun's body and held her in a vice, as all the motions of the class wound up, he found himself thrusting against Jun harder and harder. His breathing was partly erratic. He smiled as he watched her face, all the little reactions seeing what she liked and what she didn't as he fucked her harder against the floor. He had every intention of cumming inside her, but he also wanted more from Jun. it seemed like a waist if he was too simply let her off easy. Still holding his belt he smiled getting an idea. He grabbed one of her feet forcing her to untangle from him slightly he cuffed her ankles with his belt, and then tied the now cuffed feet to one of her arms. Essentially he hog tied her.

Taking Jun's virginity was a good feeling, and watching how he forced her to spread her body, leaning over as he held her smaller body in his hands he licked her neck and brought his mouth to Jun's kissing her hard. His tongue forcing it's way into her mouth, and as he pulled away from her he bit her lip hard. His claws dug into her breasts, and pulled hard on her nipple.

Hearing that she wasn't able to scream, he scowled slightly. "Could someone toss me a vibrator if anyone has one!" He yelled loudly to the rest of the group, he had no intention of pulling away from Jun's body, and leaving her unintended. His cock was having far too much fun being buried deep inside Jun. Breathing heavily he held her back against the tiled floor his cock slapping and making loud wet sounds against her pussy. He bit down on his lower lip his hands left white and red marks against her skin. Forcing her back to arch in in the way he had tied her and was holding her. She was practically on display for everyone and anyone.

"It's almost a shame everyone is busy, because I would love to see you have a cock in every hole, but since they are all busy, I will just have to take all your virginity's myself." He smiled and pinched her nipple a little harder. Drawing a small amount of blood from her breast as his nail cut the darker and more sensitive skin around her actual nipple.

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The lack of a verbal answer from Kyle made Jun's heart quickly race. Was he mad at her reply? There was no frown or otherwise irritated expression that would suggest that was true. If anything, the smile that soon crossed his lips suggested he was ... happy? But was that even accurate? It'd be an interesting thought. But that was about as far as Jun got in her logic before she felt her light body grasped, moved, and when all was said and done -- bound with Kyle's belt. Her cheeks darkened, mortified and aroused at being so exposed to not just Kyle but everyone within the room. In fact, when her eyes did a quick scan of the room, she almost swore there was now a very new face and body here; one that Nick and Kylie were more than happily working on.

Wait ... huh? When'd she arrive? I didn't hear the door open or anything ...

Her eyes went away from the occupied couch and glanced to Nadia, whom was still being worked on by Carl and Jamie. Now, though, she was bound like herself. She wondered if Nadia enjoyed the sensations, was scared of it all or some other different emotion she'd yet to think about. She swallowed softly, subconsciously. It hadn't been until the sensation of a tongue dancing along her neck made her focus jump right back to Kyle, whimpering and shuddering lightly.

The kiss, despite being somewhat short, was sweet all the same. And then the odd contrast of pain - thankfully briefly - came as he nipped her lip, making a wince leave her lips. Words, questions, anything that would have regarded asking or speaking of her fate wanted to leave Jun's lips. But the poor Asian found herself at a loss. It wasn't from fear, exactly. None that she could detect. Maybe ... a stronger form of anticipation? Hell, even wanting to be surprised? It made some sense, she guessed. But finally, a hint was soon given and her eyes widened as the question/hint echoed in her ears.

"Could someone toss me a vibrator if anyone has one!"

And then, Kyle went on to better explain that he wanted all of her virginities. "A...ahhh .... p-please ... ngh .... " Pants mingled in with moans that had been leaving ever since her hymen had been broken. It was a much easier said than done task to make her voice able to be understood and not too sultry. But when she could hear the appropriate tone echoing in her mind, she spoke up once again, finally mustering enough courage to make what seemed like a reasonable request. "P-please ... some ... lube, also. Use some ... if ... if you really intend to .... take all of me. Oh gods ...."

It was odd in a way. The leather that was restraining her didn't frighten Jun as much as she'd thought. If anything, it was .... welcoming? Why? How? Hell if she knew. She never fought to struggle out of the bonds, only shifted to make sure she was as comfortable as possible. Her eyes remained gazing upward, a shocked gasp and wince leaving as she felt her breast bleeding a bit. It wasn't much, thankfully. But it was definitely an area she hadn't thought he'd be quite that rough with.

Even if it would have been a fair or appropriate reaction, she didn't try to scold him for the act. All Kyle would feel would be the best hints he'd need to know in terms of what she'd thought. It seemed dark and twisted .. but her muscles squeezed further around his shaft, coating them in even more juices. That alone confirmed what she'd noted of herself from the earlier treatments Kyle had given her before the 'jerk-off game'. She liked it rough, apparently. Very rough ... moreso than usual.

Who knew? Certainly not the Asian spread before Kyle nor anyone else in the room. Not until now ... assuming anyone was even paying heed to them, at that rate.

Carl found waiting for Nadia to comply to be an incredibly erotic form of self-torture. Jamie only made it worse by brushing the back of her hand against his shaft as she stroked Nadia's thighs. Really? Didn't she know that more teasing was the last thing he needed! Or perhaps she did know that and was doing it on purpose? She was one to watch once their truce to conquer Nadia ended... That slight extra stimulation by the attractive blonde whose spread slit he was staring at just made it harder for him to resist thrusting into Nadia's tempting passage. He could almost feel Jamie's eyes on his rod, inches from her face and poised to plunge deep into Nadia's core. Jamie would get a front row view of her own, he realized with a grin, and he definitely planned on giving her quite a show!

Just when Nadia's hesitation was starting to annoy Carl and he was considering disentangling himself to find a way to motivate her, the redhead tensed and lowered her mouth for an exploratory lick through Jamie's ready lips. Fuck, that was a hot sight. Did she really just lick another girl's pussy at his command? Still Carl hesitated, wanting to make sure Nadia was going to fully commit to pleasuring Jamie with her mouth before he started fucking her. He so wanted to be inside the redhead and Jamie had 'accidentally' brushed one of his balls again, causing an involuntary moan to slip out. She was killing him with those touches! At any other moment he'd be longing for them, but right now... how much longer could he wait?! He could hear Nadia's lips smacking as she considered the taste in her mouth, body shivering slightly against him. Before he could order her to get going, she shifted her head and started to lick Jamie's sex willingly. Something in Nadia's body language gave Carl the cue he was looking for and the hand he rested on her hip gripped tighter.

"Yes, that's it, that's a good girl. Please your master and mistress and you'll get rewarded. Show us how much you love serving us," he whispered, kissing the base of her neck lightly. Now he could finally fuck her!

With a groan of relief, Carl started to push his big cock into Nadia's tight entrance. Fortunately, she was incredibly wet and aroused from the toe curling orgasm Jamie had just given her and his aching rod plowed through her folds, driving deeper into her hot core in one long, slow and steady motion. The sluuurp of his entrance sounded loud, mixing with the smacking and sucking noises that Nadia was making as she buried her face deeper into Jamie's spread lips. As he pushed into her, Carl slid his body up Nadia's back and nestled his head among her red tresses. He leaned his chin against the back of her neck, eyes watching over her shoulder as she started to eat out Jamie with wanton enthusiasm. The timidity was gone and Carl would swear she actually liked, no loved, eating out the petite blonde! The sight of the presumably straight girl attacking Jamie's sex was unbearably hot. Carl was definitely thankful that he had used a condom as he had a suspicion that this scene, which exceeded even his wildest fantasies, might otherwise have reduced him to 'one pump chump' status, especially given all the teasing his cock had already been subjected to!

"Oh f-fuck, yes Nadia. That's it, lick her pussy. Stick your tongue into her... drive her crazy with your mouth. Bury your face in her. Give her a bigger orgasm than she gave you... show her you'll do anything for us," he moaned out, a stream of consciousness babble of all the dirty thoughts swirling in his head.

Despite that now helpful blunting of feeling from the latex barrier, Carl was nearly paralyzed in pleasure at first from the sensation of Nadia's tight passage gripping his throbbing member. He started to move inside her, slow and small nudges at first, but quickly sliding more and more of his shaft in and out of her channel with each stroke. Within a dozen thrusts he was fucking her for real, hips pumping and driving half his length deep into her as his breathing started to get fast and ragged. The strength of his fucking was shaking Nadia's body, and through her, even reaching Jamie.

"Fuck you are tight. You like this.. don't you? Me fucking you while Jamie sucks your clit... being shared by both of us. How hot does it make you feel to give both your doms pleasure at the same time? To just let yourself be our little fuck toy? To please us any way you can?" Carl panted his dirty questions into Nadia's ear, turned on by his own questions.

The three of them had melded into one sweaty, hot and writhing organism. Sounds of sex filled Carl's ears; wet slurping, smacking lips, ragged gasps, panting breaths, and the steady slap of flesh on flesh as his driving hips set the tempo for the three frenzied classmates. Equally as strong were the smells, Nadia's arousal wafting up, Jamie's sweet musk inches away from his face, and the flowery lingering traces of Nadia's conditioner as he buried the side of his head in her hair. Carl's mouth began to bite and suck on Nadia's neck, needing some physical object to help relieve his building pleasure and muzzle the near constant moans he was starting to produce. His teeth were likely marking her tender throat with his passion, but he couldn't stop; feeling her flesh in his teeth helped him hold on as they all started to move faster together. Jamie's thigh was raised and twitching above his head and he grabbed that tempting creamy flesh to bring it down to his mouth. He started to kiss and nibble the blonde's sensitive inner thighs, giving Nadia's neck a break from his mouth's painful attention. Grabbing Jamie's ass cheek, Carl squeezed it hard as his mouth continued to assault her thigh. That contact reinforced the strange bond he felt with his fellow dom as they shared Nadia and used her for their own relief.

The erotic kinkiness of this fantasy, BDSM threesome was blowing Carl's mind and he suddenly wanted to devour both these girls, somehow squeeze them together and make the union they all shared through Nadia's body even more perfect. It wasn't physically possible in any way he could imagine, unfortunately. All he could do to handle the overwhelming desire that surged in his body was to fuck Nadia harder and harder. He felt some savage, animal passion take over and an entire night of frustration began bursting out as he speared his cock into the redhead. Nadia's body was tensing and twitching as it bounced between them, trapped in place now by the grinding bodies of her two doms. Carl knew she was getting close to another orgasm and he could feel his own climax approaching unstoppably. He hoped Jamie was close as well, because he knew he couldn't last much longer.

"I'm going to cum, fuck, I'm going to cum.." he cried out, urging Nadia and Jamie to try and join him.

Waiting, being judged…it’s absolutely agonizing; even more so when the girl that is critiquing your most intimate part is taking her sweet ass time. So while Nadia’s sluggish mind tried to figure out whether or not she liked Jamie’s taste, the poor blonde’s much more hyperactive brain was running through a thousand different thoughts all at once. She’d showered, she’d shaved, she ate pretty healthy and exercised; logically, she shouldn’t taste bad. She liked how she tasted, but that wasn’t quite the same, everyone likes how they taste. But on the bright side, she’d never had a girl complain about the way she tasted before, so there was that. Oh God. What if Nadia was the first girl that didn’t like how she tasted?! What if she –didn’t- like eating her out?!?! What if she was horrified?! Ashamed?! Disgusted?! WHAT THEN?! AHHHHH!!! PANIC!

DAMN YOU CARL! This was the worst plan ever!!!

It’s fine…you’re fine. Everything’s fine. Calm down. No one is running away screaming. Granted, she had tied down Nadia to the table so there was no running away even if the redhead wanted to. But let’s all just ignore that wrench in the works. Remember your first time? The excitement? The thrill and nervousness of something so different? Yeah, it –had- been pretty awesome! She had nothing to worry about! …And then the other side of the whole experience flashed into her mind: the unbearable shame and sense of dirtiness that came afterwards. While the experience may not be so life changing for Nadia as it had been for Jamie, it certainly was going to be a mind fuck later. Maybe she’d see if Nadia needed a ride home later…talk to her about it if she seemed rattled…girl to girl, instead of Mistress to Pet. Yeah…maybe-

A silken tongue against her sensitive slit made her gasp and the zillion different fears and thoughts she had evaporated into nothingness. OhthankGod. Jamie breathed a sigh of relief when she felt the second, less tentative lick lap enthusiastically at her glistening folds. Then another…and another, enough to make the blonde squirm and let out an appreciative moan that her throbbing core was finally getting some attention.

“Oh fuck…yes…good girl…” Jamie panted, moaning sweetly as she shut her eyes and tried to focus. This was the inherent problem with this position: trying to gather that balance between control and letting go in order to please her partner as well as take her own pleasure. Thankfully Carl finding his own rhythm was giving her the little time out she needed in order to collect herself and enjoy just what Nadia was doing for a little bit. “Harder…you won’t hurt me, Pet. Mmmph! Yes! Just like that….ah…ohhh….” While the light, exploratory licks were magnificent, Jamie’s entire body was wound so tight that every bit of her ached for release.

Feeling a little more collected, she opened up her eyes, only to see Carl so mercilessly pounding into Nadia’s willing pussy. For a moment she just stared, slightly mesmerized by the sight of the redhead’s sex clutching so desperately around Carl’s cock. It took her a moment before she got back to her senses and remembered that she was supposed to be sucking Nadia's clit. She finally propped her head up on her arm. Jamie was trying her best to stay out of Carl’s way as she positioned her mouth right over Nadia’s slick sex, giving the outer lips quick, light licks before she abandoned any pretense of trying to tease the other girl and wrapped her lips around her clit, suckling on it hungrily.

As Carl grabbed her thigh, it set her a little off balance and she leaned against Nadia heavily, pressing her soft breasts more firmly into the other girl’s stomach. The blonde groaned happily, wriggling closer to the both of them. She draped her free arm around Nadia and placed her hand over Carl’s lower back, digging her short nails lightly into his sweat covered skin, trading delicious bits of pain with him every time he nibbled on her creamy thigh. Having tried so hard to remained focused so that she could properly torment Nadia’s swollen clit, Carl declaring that he was going to cum made her lose her concentration.

“OHHH! OH GOD!” She shrieked, losing her balance between control and letting go, falling straight into a riptide of pleasure that Nadia had been stirring up for her. Jamie screamed as it swallowed her whole and threatened to drown her. Was she breathing? How do you make your lungs move? Every nerve in her body was firing off and she bucked and writhed, unable to hold still as though her body wasn’t sure if it wanted to try to find more pleasure or be left alone to deal with what it already had. In the end she seemed to choose more pleasure, grinding her herself into Nadia’s soft lips and tongue as she rewarded their Pet’s efforts with even more of her sweet cum.

Slightly dazed, trembling, and a little bit on autopilot, her mouth immediately went back to Nadia’s slit to help muffle her own loud moans. A silken tongue lapped hungrily at her gorgeously pink sex, even darting close enough to brush against Carl’s shaft, licking everywhere and anywhere she could manage in order to get more of the other girl’s delicious cum.

Master and Mistress... something in Nadia balked against the idea of either one of them thinking the owned her. Her anger over the thought was evidenced in the way she growled at Carl for suggesting it, the sound inadvertently vibrating through Jamie's slick folds. The disgruntled sound ended abruptly as Carl began to push his way inside her, turning the angry sounding growl into a desperate whimper. She'd had plenty of time to look at him before and she knew he was bigger than average, but he felt massive as he forced his way steadily deeper.

The sensation of being filled so completely distracted her from her task, and as Carl's hips began to move and the delicious friction began to build, she nearly forgot what she was supposed to be doing. “Harder…you won’t hurt me, Pet." Jamie's gasp brought Nadia's attention back to the blonde. She'd called her 'pet' again, and if Nadia was honest, she wasn't entirely sure if she liked it or not, but it did send a shiver down her spine each time Jamie used it. Eager to please, Nadia took the other girl's gentle orders as advice, and began to greedily explore what she offered. Between her encouragement and Carl whispering in her ear, Nadia found herself thoroughly enjoying her first attempt at pleasing another girl. Her nectar was hot on her tongue, a sweet kind of spice that kept her coming back for more. The slippery-soft skin was warm against her lips as Nadia found herself pressing closer to stab her tongue into Jamie's slick slit, suckling to draw out more.

Each time Carl thrust up into her, her face was pressed more firmly between Jamie's thighs. She supposed that aught to bother her... but... it didn't. The little sounds of pleasure from both of them spurred her on in ways nothing else could. If there was one thing that was always true about Nadia, it was that she liked to make other people happy, and the more they enjoyed what was happening, the more excited she became. Carl's continued whispering in her ear did nothing to slow her down. His questions set her cheeks to flaming and set her blood on fire, but with the excuse of pleasuring Jamie, she didn't have to worry about answering him. Of course, as Jamie's lips closed around her clit, Nadia forget his question and let out a small shriek of pleasure. Her hips jerked, and then she whimpered and squirmed as Carl slammed against the back wall of her sex. There was no where else to go, and he couldn't have been more than half way in.

Dear God, it was too much... all of it.. just.. too much. Nadia yelped in mild panic as Carl grabbed Jamie's thigh and the girl's weight shifted. Nadia squirmed, but there was nowhere to go. The petite blonde now lay so close that Nadia could barely breath, her mouth forced tight to the other girl's slit. A feeling of being trapped slowly began to settle in, and Nadia began to writhe and jerk against the ropes as panic threatened. Carl's pent up frustrations began to show as the relatively gentle fucking she had been taking from him quickly became frenzied and demanding. While every thrust of his shaft burying itself inside her was another notch higher, it did nothing to ease the fear starting to choke Nadia.

Carl began to shout that he was going to cum, and then Jamie, too, shrieked in pleasure. For a time, all Nadia could do was hold her breath and stay still. Carl bucked against her in a furious demand while Jamie writhed and bucked against her. She had to shut her eyes tight to keep herself calm. Her body was on sensory overload, tight, shaking, and ready to follow them over the edge... but fear was holding her back. Feeling as if she were trapped, and as if she couldn't breath, was simply causing her mind too much stress to allow her to follow them. All she could so was cling to the ropes and wait.

Slowly, they both came down. Eventually Carl and Jamie both went still, and for a moment, Nadia could breath again. Her lips and tongue were absolutely saturated with liquid heat, and Nadia slowly licked her lips clean, and then began to gradually clean away every trace of Jamie's sweet nectar that she could find. Her tongue traveled over her smooth thighs and over the lips of her sex, spent a little time teasing the tender bud at their peak, and then eventually dove inside to slowly lap up anything she could find. The task was soothing, somehow, and Jamie's muffled moans vibrating up through Nadia's body eased some of the tension out of her.

Even so, she was still trapped between them, and the overwhelming helplessness it caused in her made her want nothing more than to run. Slowly, she began to shake, not from pleasure, but from fear, and Nadia's struggles came back. "Let me go, I can't do this," she begged as she bucked and twisted, her panting from before became sharp, rapid gasps, and she began to hyper ventilate. "Get off me! Untie me! Let me go!" Each shout became louder until she was screaming at them. The whole idea of a safe word vanished as panic finally seized her and Nadia started to thrash as tears filled her eyes. It was just too much, she couldn't take any more. Her instincts were screaming as if she were drowning, and despite the way her slit clenched in desperate need around Carl's shaft, the last thing she need from either of them was another orgasm.

Nadia simply wasn't ready for this kind of play.

It was too much, too soon.

Jamie was snapped out of her pleasant, post orgasmic autopilot as Nadia began to jerk and fight. Now she was shouting and the startled blonde bolted backwards so fast that she fell right off the table, falling to the ground in a heap and letting out a hiss of pain. She quickly scrambled back onto her feet as Nadia continued to scream and started to cry. Oh no… Carl seemed to manage to pull away from the redhead in a much more graceful fashion and was now struggling to get the ropes off of a squirming, screaming girl with a look of terror in his eyes.

Well…it’s nice to know that the women aren’t the only ones freaking out right now.

“Shhh…you’re okay. Be still Nadia, we can’t get the ropes off if you keep the tension in them.” But Nadia kept squirming as if the only thing she had heard was ‘we can’t get the ropes off’. Carl looked so rattled and like he was shutting down, everything was falling apart! Son of a bitch… Ok…just don’t panic…don’t panic. If you panic she’s just going to freak more.

Hysteria is contagious and the last thing any of the three of them needed was for her or Carl to break down and only add to the chaos. So she took a deep breath to calm her stressed out nerves. Since Nadia didn’t seem to want to hold still so that Jamie could undo the bindings, the blonde grabbed the scissors off the edge of the table. Afraid to nick her with them as she struggled, she ended up having to cut the taunt rope so that her and Carl could undo the makeshift cuffs once there was some slack in the nylon.

Even though she was now free of her restraints, Nadia still seemed shaken. Shit…they broke her. A huge surge of regret and guilt flooded the blonde’s heart. She hadn’t wanted to break the other girl! Didn’t want to break anyone, not like this. Jamie didn’t destroy things, she built them! All she had wanted to do was just play a bit, to try something new. But it seemed that they had been playing with fire and had burned Nadia really badly. The taller girl seemed to be in a dark place that she couldn’t get out of on her own. Someone was going to have to help console her. So Jamie looked over at Carl, figuring he had had tons of girlfriends and probably knew what to do when girls cried. What startled her was that Carl was looking back at her with the –same- hopeful expression that maybe she knew what the hell to do.

Fucking…Goddamnit Carl! Just because I have a vagina doesn’t mean I know what the hell to do when girls cry! Well…he’s obviously going to be little help with his masculine emotional depth of a puddle. A sexy puddle…but a puddle none the less.

Alright…what do you do when girls cry? Leave the room and come back one hour later with flowers?

This is why you are single. Because you are an idiot.

Fuck…it’s over. Carl was no help and she was almost as emotionally stunted when it came to really hard feelings as he was. They were screwed. She finally looked away from her teammate, green eyes now resting on Nadia. Seeing her tear streaked face broke Jamie’s heart and she let out a soft, worried little whimper. She needed to –do something-! So she regrouped her thoughts and tried to plot another plan of attack. She needed to find something she knew she could handle, something that wasn't so scary because she knew what she was doing. So what did she know about: art, football, set design, girls, rock climbing... Work! Yeah! She was good at her job!

Okay…what do you do when small kids freak out on the high ropes course? Panic? No…after that. Pass the problem off to your supervisor? What if your boss isn’t there? Ummm…climb up, talk them down, hold their hand the whole way to the ground, then give them lots of hugs until they stop crying?

Okay, she could do that. If she equated Nadia to a scared little kid, and not a terrified young woman, this situation seemed much more manageable. So Jamie ran over to the couch and grabbed her blazer, bringing it back over so that she could wrap Nadia up in it so the other girl felt a little more covered and a little less vulnerable to the world. Then the blonde climbed back up onto the table with her, gently brushing errant locks of red hair from her tear streaked face and tucking them behind her ears. “Just breath…in through your nose, out through your mouth. Nice, deep, breaths.” She cooed softly into her ear, leaning down to give her temple a gentle kiss.

Jamie didn’t smother her…didn’t grasp her or hold her in a warm embrace even though part of her wanted to. Unsure of where exactly things had gone wrong, the blonde was hesitant to hold the taller girl if what had set her off in the first place had been being restrained for so long. So she took one of Nadia’s left hand in her right one, lacing their fingers together and giving her a reassuring squeeze. Then her free hand began stroking her back, played with her hair, doing the things she knew she liked other people to do for her on the rare occasion that Jamie cried infront of people.

“Shhh…it’s okay…you’re alright. I’m sorry if we hurt you sweetie. But Carl and I are right here and we’re going to keep you safe and you can tell us what’s wrong when you’re ready. You don’t have to feel ashamed about anything that just happened and we’re not going to judge you or be upset with you.”

The new girl's breasts immediately welcomed the touch of his rough hands and firm lips. He was fondling her with as much force as he desired, biting down on the girl's nipples as his cock entered Kylie's throat and a new wave of lust swept over him. He was slowly becoming accustomed towards the ways of sex and wanted to pursue his next sexual endeavor with one of these two fine ladies. One whose breasts were in his hold and the other who openly allowed his shaft to slip into her mouth. Kylie's pussy was still very much wet from the fucking he had given her and he would gladly begin again but he was also curious to see what it would be like to penetrate this other girl. Craving the idea that she might taste entirely different to his cock, her hand only tempted him more.

This taste, Nick had not experienced such a taste before. His tongue gently coiled around her nipple and continued to play around with it inside his own mouth, never forgetting to occasionally suck on it. His lips were somewhat glued to her chest by some erotic connection that refused to free him from her bounds. He wanted to see how long she could go on before she climaxed right onto Kylie's face. Would she deny his cock entry into her mound? He might just go anal so that Kylie could still lick up the juices inside the new girl's pussy. But the combination of the blowjob and handjob was really pushing him. Previously, it took a bunch of handjobs for him to release, but now that his cock actually inside her mouth, it was really stretching his limit.

He decided to change the position of his hands, not that they were in a bad place already but he hoped to touch more than just her boobs. His lips pulled away from her chest and he pressed them against hers, engaging in a passionate kiss. Meanwhile, one hand drifted down to her pussy where Kylie was working and he stuck a finger inside, feeling her tongue lightly rubbing the side of his finger and covering it in her juices. Nick didn't mind as long as she allowed him to do as he wished.

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In between sucks and licks from both Nick and Kylie, Lily had been paying heed to her surroundings. It took a lot to actually stop herself from rolling her eyes as the bound girl had a panic attack. The advertisement for this 'club' had specifically advertised for BDSM. Did she not know what this meant? Or did she just simply bite off way more than she could begin to chew? A part of her wanted to be sympathetic, at least understanding that it was hard to adjust to new things. But really, if one thought they were getting into something that would be too much for them ... why join, only to have the obvious urge to try to dart out soon enough? It didn't make sense to Lily. She wondered if the redhead would even remain much longer or not though if she kept reacting in that manner, Lily doubted it. Still, she'd been wrong on her guess with Nick so maybe the same would happen with this one also?

And then, a half-question and half-demand on a vibrator needing to be tossed to another boy who was wasting no time plowing an Asian made her attention turn towards that couple. While the Oriental seemed a bit nervous, she wasn't panicking at least. If anything, she seemed much more into this than Nadia --- at least upon first impression. That alone made her all the more intriguing to Lily. Had the Asian always been that way? Had she just discovered and accepted this side? There was so much that she wanted to know to fill in the blank pages of her very dark book. It made a smile cross her face; the hacking and making certain she got into this club had been worth every second of effort put into the acts.

Finally, she let her eyes go back to the two people before her, sighing and moaning softly as her hips continued to buck gently up. She was definitely close and could easily feel an orgasm quickly building up. But she didn't want to give in and climax just yet. She wanted to see what more Nick and Kylie could do. As Nick began to switch locations, she let the hand that'd been jerking him off halt and rest on the couch, panting in between moans and other erotic noises. Her grip upon Kylie's head loosened as her fingers weaved lightly through her hair, silently encouraging and praising her work.

Her head tossed back as Nick's finger slipped in beside the skilled tongue of Kylie's. "Mmm yes .... " She groaned, her muscles lightly clamping around both of them. Her hips bucked a bit faster but still avoided bringing herself over the edge. It infuriated part of her and yet another knew this would definitely all be worth it in the end. Her pants got quicker as did her pulse and frequency of her chest heaving. Her eyes closed as pure bliss swept repeatedly and mercilessly over her body. The longer this went on, the better it all felt. More than that, she knew when Lily finally did cum, it'd be one hell of an orgasm that not only she would enjoy, but she guessed both Nick and Kylie would in their own ways.

"Get them off of me!" Nadia was screaming at the top of her lungs. Jamie was trying to tell her something, but she didn't hear her. Carl was fighting with the ropes, trying to get them off, but to Nadia's panic soaked mind, he may as well have been putting more ropes on her. She couldn't breath. She kept gasping for air, but there wasn't any. Her heart was racing so fast it hurt. Her chest felt like it was on fire. There was a knife in her side. The panic-attack tightened down around her and she shrieked as she fought. Eventually one arm was freed, and then the other. Nadia tried to launch herself off the table, but one leg was still tied to the table.

"Get it off, Get it off," Nadia was struggling uselessly against the rope, sobbing as she jerked her leg and tore at the rope with her hands, doing nothing to help her situation. Carl stood helplessly by somewhere where she couldn't see him. Jamie wasn't within sight either, and Nadia's sobbing got worse as no one seemed about to help her. What about the other people in the room? Was no one going to help her?! "Help me, please, someone, help me!" She gasped out between sobs, her words barely distinguishable as all her fight drained away and she collapsed in on herself, shaking and rocking.

Something warm draped over her shoulders and Nadia's head jerked up. Worried green eyes were staring at her and Nadia blinked as Jamie came into focus. The look of concern on the petite woman's face staggered her. She didn't really hear what she was saying at first, but her gentle touch was calming, and Nadia felt herself teeter as gentle fingers brushed her hair back and a warm hand took one of her own. Slowly, Jamie's soft voice became clear, and Nadia felt her shaking begin to ease. Her heart slowed down, and her breath came back in a rush, and then she let herself fall against the other girl. While she cried quietly against Jamie's shoulder, gentle fingers worked at the rope around her ankle. She didn't know it yet, but Carl was gently freeing her.

"I'm sorry," she finally gasped. She wasn't sure how long she had been crying, but as the panic seeped out of her, Nadia's mind cleared enough that she realized she had been blubbering like a child on Jamie's shoulder. "I'm sorry, I... I don't know what.. happened. I'm so sorry I... " Nadia's cheeks slowly darkened from embarrassment. She looked up at Carl, and humiliation hit her hard. She jerked Jamie's Blazer tighter closed as her eyes narrowed, and then dropped to the ground. She wasn't really mad at them, she was pissed that she looked weak. "I couldn't breath and I just... I don't..."

Awkward, angry, and embarrassed, Nadia shakily got to her feet to put some distance between herself and the other two. God, this was awful. What the hell was she supposed to say to them? She'd just fallen apart and screamed at them and... 'fuck,' her wrists hurt! She rubbed them subconsciously, noticing the red, raw skin for the first time. Jeese, Jamie hadn't tied them that tight... these marks were Nadia's fault, created by her struggling.

"Can I.. just go?" she asked quietly, her anger at herself bleeding away to make way for shame. Shit, she could never come back, not after that... God, how the hell was she going to be able to even come back to school tomorrow? "I have a dance class anyway..."

Carl had not expected to plummet so quickly from his surging high to this new state of anxiety and turmoil as Nadia started to freak out. Minutes earlier, the three of them had been moving together, one hot, sweaty and sexy organism, and Nadia had seemed very excited by everything that was going on. Then, in the midst of enjoying the afterglow of his orgasm, she had what almost looked like a panic attack, screaming, spastic struggling, and hysterical crying. Carl was stunned by the transformation and momentarily wasn't sure what to do. Nadia hadn't used her safe word and for half a second Carl wondered if this was some sort of act, but he realized her eyes were too wild and motions too frantic, she was definitely in the grip of terror suddenly.

Thankfully, Jamie seemed to jump into action as Carl stood by Nadia with a dumbfounded expression. The blonde's quick response jolted Carl to move as well and he started to fumble with the ropes. Jamie was quite a knot expert, he realize with a curse, these things were near impossible to undo! It didn't help that Nadia's frantic struggles were tightening them at the same time Carl was trying to find slack to undo them! The harder her tried, the worse his fingers seemed to do at prying the cords off Nadia's tense body.

"Nadia - I'm getting them off... scissors... scissors Jamie!" said Carl, stress in his voice and almost barking out the last command. Dealing with a freaking out sub was not part of his fantasy of BDSM. Of course, reality never lived up to fantasies, but the first part of their session with Nadia had been quite close! Carl had never really thought much about what happened if the prospective sub didn't enjoy what was being done to them. He'd just assumed he'd figure out a way to make them enjoy it. And with Nadia, he had been completely confident until her abrupt change of heart that she had been having fun as well. Was it something he or Jamie did? Some wrong tone? Both of the doms had been, if anything, silent and lying there in post-orgasmic ecstasy with Nadia squeezed between them. Carl couldn't think of a more erotic position to be in, but Nadia had evidently recovered and something had set her off.

Jamie had given him the scissors finally and Carl was able to at last free Nadia from the ropes. The redhead got up, the raw red marks on her wrists noticeable as Jamie continued to console her. Thank god Jamie was here, Carl thought again, he was confident she'd find the note with the shocked sub. Already, just giving her a jacket to wear seemed like a great idea and something Carl would never have thought of! And if somehow Nadia thought it was Carl's fault... oh god, did she?... Carl decided to be a little more in the background until the redhead was more composed. Just as he was going to reach out to embrace Nadia and add his own words, she suddenly stood up and walked slightly away from the table. Nadia appeared lost in her own thoughts, but at least had stopped crying as she rubbed her raw wrists. The look she had flashed Carl had made his stomach flutter. It wasn't anger or hatred, but rather a look of embarrassment and humiliation. He'd seen it in the eyes of teammates who'd made huge blunders in the game that had cost them a goal. And that look meant the player needed consoling and inspiration, not a dressing down or some B.S. encouragement.

When Nadia asked if she could go, Carl set his jaw and walked over to her. She was standing with her back to him and he reached around her body to give her a gentle hug, holding her close to him. The position was an echo of the one they had just been in while on the table, Carl behind her and his head partially buried in her red locks. It wasn't the reminder he wanted to give her and he contemplated moving to her front, but the feeling of holding her felt so right that he decided to stay anyway.

"Nadia, I'm sorry I took so long getting the ropes off of you. You... surprised me with your reaction," Carl murmured as he held her. "You can feel safe with us... I know this is a lot. For all of us, it's a lot, but you should never feel like you are really trapped."

Carl knew he had to tread delicately. He wasn't sure if she was humiliated at what they'd done to her, or by her apparent panic attack, or something he didn't know, so he tried to not presume too much.

"I've never done anything like what we just did... and it was incredible. The best feelings I've ever had," Carl continued. "And it was all because of you... so thank you for submitting for us. You are amazing. I don't know why you got upset... if I did something, or Jamie, or what, but just tell us and we'll try to make it better. I don't want you to quit the club or leave upset... and I don't think you do either. Whatever set you off, I think you are strong enough to overcome it. After what I've seen from you, I definitely want to see where we can go with this."

Jamie tensed just the slightest bit as Nadia rested her head against her shoulder and started to cry. Run! You broke the straight girl! Run!!. Guilt, sympathy, and a surprising bit of tenderness from who the fuck knew where flared up and she willed her body to relax. Arms wrapped around Nadia as she cried it out, and she continued to gently rub her back and whisper ‘It’s all okay’. It was the sort of emotional closeness she had been hoping to distance herself from in order to be able to cope with committing such intimate sexual acts with strangers. But that plan was slowly going up in flames as she realized just how impossible that would be; Nadia didn’t need her to be an ice queen or a playful puppy right now. She needed Jamie to be a more emotional creature than that. Son of a bitch…

“Stop apologizing, please…you don’t need to be sorry, promise. It’s not your fault we pushed too hard. It’s –ours-.” Jamie’s voice stayed soft, gentle, and almost motherly, as if she were indeed talking to a small child that was apologizing for something that wasn’t their fault. She didn’t want Nadia to be upset about the whole mess and take away only bad memories from the whole experience. Her and Carl had been the ones in control, not Nadia, it was more –their- fault than hers. But they were new Doms, they were –all- new, and strangers for the most part; things like this were just going to happen as they figured it out and got to know each other.

A light kiss to one of Nadia’s burning red cheeks was given before the taller girl pulled away and stepped back. Jamie scooted herself down to the edge of the table, legs dangling off the side as she sat there to just listen and watch. She couldn't breathe? Was she an asthmatic? Had panic attacks? Or was it because her and Carl had sandwiched poor Nadia in the middle too tightly...probably that last one. Jamie knew she probably would have freaked out way sooner than the taller girl in that position, maybe that was indeed where things had gone wrong.

Carl had now wrapped Nadia in a light hug from behind and was doing an amazing job being gentle; the blonde couldn’t help but smile. It was nice to see that Mr. Soccer All-star had a couple of sensitive bones in his body. And here she had just thought he was some domineering musclehead, who knew!

Green eyes meandered their way across the scene before her until finally they came to rest on Nadia’s wrists. Fuck…those had to be really sore right now. Had she really tied the bindings that tight? Her brow furrowed a bit in worry that she had accidentally hurt the other girl…maybe she’d practice on herself some more before tying another person down.

“Carl’s right…you were great Nadia. And you really shouldn’t leave upset…it’ll just bug you the whole day, yanno? Like going to bed angry… Maybe you should wait a bit before going to dance class anyways? Your wrists are…kinda…uhh…” Jamie bit her lower lip and glanced pointedly down at them. If it were on one it would be easy to explain, Jamie sometimes got them if she slipped while climbing and got tangled up in her rope…but rope marks on –both-…yeah there’s only one kind of explanation for that: you’re a sexual deviant. Nadia probably didn’t need people teasing her after she left here to make matters worse.

“Can I see, please?” She hopped off the table and held out her hand. When Nadia gave her one of her wrists, her fingers lightly danced over the red marks. They were a little more purple as if it were just a circulation problem rather than an angry sort of red like a burn, that was good at least. “It’ll probably go away in an hour or so... It’s not a rope burn at least; that would’ve stuck with you for almost a whole day." Jamie's fingers lightly traced both sides of her wrist, trying to help soothe the mark before she brought Nadia's hand up, kissed her wrist lightly, then released her. "How about…you stick around like Carl said. We all talk out what went wrong, and I’ll give you a ride wherever you need to go so you’re not late, deal?”

Silence followed her question. It was uncomfortable and unbearable, and Nadia began to fidget. The moan and cries of the others made her uncomfortable. Where they so caught up they hadn't even noticed? It seemed unbelievable, but hadn't she felt the world melt away just a few moments before? She shivered as she thought about it. She'd never felt anything that good before, her body was still humming from everything that had happened. The memories were all so fresh that her body trembled with desire. She could still feel what it was like to have Carl burying himself inside her. She could feel Jamie's hands and her talented tongue, Nadia could still taste the blonde on her one tongue. After everything had felt so good, what had set her into panicking like that?

Nadia couldn't answer the question, and she had been just about ready to bolt for her clothes when Carl came up behind her. His arms came around her to hold her gently and draw her back against his chest. His warmth wrapped around her, and tears threatened to burn her eyes again. His voice lulled her into relaxing back against him, but embarrassment still weighed her shoulders down.

"No, no," she sighed, shaking her head. "You didn't hurt me, I'm not even sure what set me off, I mean..."

Jamie's soft request startled here, but shyly, she held her hands out to her. Her soft fingers explored the raw skin that was starting to bruise, and then explained that it would be gone soon. That made Nadia feel a little better, she even let a smile appear as Jamie kissed her wrist lightly. She was right, she shouldn't leave while the marks were still there. The ride she was offering didn't sound bad, either. If she was honest, she didn't really want leave the warmth of Carl's arms, either.

'Yeah, deal," Nadia laughed a little, finally actually feeling at ease again. Between the two of them, it was way too easy to feel relaxed. The reminder that they really cared how she felt eased her bruised pride and smoothed away some of the shame she felt at being so weak. They both handled her with gentle care, each trying to sooth away whatever had gone wrong.

"I'm not sure what did it," she admitted quietly, letting the words flow without really thinking. It made it easier. "I felt like I couldn't breath, and then I panicked because I couldn't move, I couldn't do anything. It felt like.. like drowning." Nadia sighed and shook her head again, shaking away the emotions that clung to the memory to keep it from catching her again. "I'm not even really sure why I felt that way, because I could breath just fine. That's... never happened before."

After a moment, she laughed, a little high pitched, but mostly normal. "Of course, I've never done anything like this before, either. I wasn't even sure I wanted to be here." She admitted as she blushed, almost forgetting that they were all standing around naked in a room filled with other people still having sex. "God, this is so weird." Her strength was coming back, fueling her mind and body with fresh stamina, making everything a little easier as each second ticked by. "Thank you... for.. being patient with me. Both of you."

Kaylie smiled as she saw a finger go inside the other girls pussy, the guy was helping her. She wanted the woman to gush out all of her juices all over Kaylie’s mouth. Moving to his cock she continued to suck on his large member for a couple of seconds before making her way back to the pussy lips of the young woman. She could see herself doing this quite a lot and especially if there was bondage materials thrown in, she never knew much about bondage aside from handcuffs but that did not meant that she would never try, especially not with this group. Her eyes looked at the soaking wet pussy from the other woman and she just wanted to lick her all over the place until they both grew tired.

Her eyes then looked at him as he began kissing the woman’s lips How I envy you!. She grins and then looks at his cock and had a wonderful idea. Moving away she aimed his cock on the entrance of her pussy and then backed away from them. “Lay her down on the couch and fuck her pussy while she sucks mine?”. Grinning Kaylie waited to see what both of them would do. She haven’t gotten anything from this threesome and she has been giving it all and it was about time she got something out of this.

(sorry my mind is having trouble writers block)

"It is a little weird, but also fun," Carl answered Nadia with a grin, squeezing her tighter for a second. Then he whispered, "I don't think I've ever had a bigger orgasm. Ever."

Carl relaxed slightly as Nadia seemed to recover. Her embarrassment was lingering, but she was smiling and joking a bit now. He let her out of his hug, but kept an arm around her waist as he watched Jamie examining the redhead's red wrists. Carl was suddenly very aware that Jamie and himself were both still fully naked, while Nadia had only a short jacket thrown over her nude body. Watching Jamie, he eyed the petite blonde again and an evil thought crossed his mind. What they needed was some way to distract Nadia and fully cheer her up. Some way to make her realize she wasn't humiliated or somehow thought less of because Carl and Jamie had just tied her up and had their way with her. Some other example of submission....

"Jamie," Carl said suddenly, smiling at the blonde. "You are so good at knots. How about you show us some knots? A teaching lesson."

Carl reached over and grabbed the blonde's hand firmly, leading her and Nadia back towards the table and his bag. Reaching into the bag, he pulled out another length of rope and turned to Jamie.

"So, if Nadia were going to tie up your wrists, what would you recommend? Can you walk her through it... stick out your hands," Carl asked, keeping an innocent, earnest expression on his face as he put the rope in Nadia's hands. Step one was to get some rope on the blonde. Step two would be to let Nadia see what it was like on the other side. Carl had already experienced a bit of that when he'd been forced to endure teasing handjobs from three girls in a row. It would be good for Jamie's perspective if the blonde dom understood a bit of what Nadia just went through. Plus he was thrilled at the fantasy of his sexy, fellow dom squirming helplessly in ropes tied by Nadia! He'd be happy to help Nadia learn what to do with her once she was trussed up...

“It’s no big deal, don’t worry about it. We’re glad you came out, you’re our first ever Sub!” Jamie smiled sweetly at Nadia. It was good that the other girl was smiling as well and starting to become happy again. While she didn’t mind the consoling, Jamie was really a playful little puppy at heart. And it was good that they could go back to having a little bit of fun! Maybe not have sex like everyone else in the room but…they could hang out for a little bit…get to know eachother better…maybe play some naked Twister. She was pretty sure the Drama Club had it in their closet of random crap. Yeah! They could do some fun stuff!

Well maybe not some fun stuff just yet...Carl was asking her to show Nadia how to tie some knots. Aw how nice! Carl wanted to draw upon Jamie’s extensive knowledge of knots. Well…she did want to go to art school in order to become a teacher. Now she’d get a chance to practice demonstrating skills to a captive audience! Much less nerve wracking than giving a presentation in Spanish class, there were only two people here…and she got to speak in English.

Plus maybe showing Nadia how to tie the knots would give her more knowledge about them and she wouldn’t be so scared next time. They really weren’t anything to be afraid of, just pieces of rope! At least…that’s what Jamie was thinking, now that she was fully lodged into her rock climbing mentality as if she were just giving a clinic to a bunch of newbies. Yeah...they're just ropes...not tools that were going to be used against her.

Oh common sense...you're so silly sometimes.

“You just tie a French Bowline knot. It’s used in climbing…usually around the waist but I thought it would be good for the wrists since it only tightens the -knot- if you apply tension. It doesn’t -move- the knot and make the binding tighter if the person in it is struggling.” See! Important stuff here. Don’t use sliding knots in bondage, or rock climbing, or real life…well…maybe real life…and maybe rock climbing…but not bondage!

“So you just make the one loop…then you keep wrapping it around the wrist like this so that it helps disperse the pressure and won’t leave really bad marks… and back through the loop…then back around the main rope and through that top loop and you pull.” Jamie did the knot with her one hand with a little bit of assistance from her teeth, while going over the steps verbally in order to show Nadia how to do it too. Then she went ahead and undid the whole thing so that the redhead could show her what she learned.

“Here ya go.” Jamie went ahead and handed Nadia the length of rope. “Just try not to make the loops too tight around my skin…I really like having circulation in my hands.”

Between the two of them, Jamie and Carl easily had Nadia was blushing profusely with all the praise and general kindness they were showing her. It made her feel awkward to be fawned over and petted and cared for, but it was soothing to just let them take care of her. The unusual emotions it all caused just got lumped together with every other strange emotion she was going to have to study and explore later. She was not used to being taken care of... she was certainly not used to needing it. But, as she relaxed, they relaxed, and as they became more calm and natural, so did she. It was strange to be relying on them so heavily so soon, but after everything that had just happened between them... how could their not be a relationship there?

"A knot tying lesson?" she asked with a note of disbelief as Carl gently steered her around. She didn't mind the weight of his arm over her shoulders, it was comforting, but she still gave him an 'are you serious?' look as he handed the rope over to Jamie. Sure enough, the blonde began to explain each step, showing Nadia exactly what she had done to tie her up. At first, she felt a little uncomfortable with the whole thing, but Jamie and Carl both seemed very happy with the whole situation. Carl in particular seemed very interested, so much so that Nadia started to wonder what was going on behind the innocent smile that was settled on his lips.

Nadia laughed nervously at Jamie's little quip about keeping circulation in her hands. It was relaxing to laugh, but she was still timid as she picked up the rope and began to go through the motions as Jamie had shown her. Honestly, it seemed to look easier than it was... or maybe she just kept fumbling because she was so nervous. Either way, it took Nadia several tries before she finally got the knots right. They all laughed at the silly mistakes, and Jamie was a very tolerant teacher, but when she finally got the damn things right, Nadia couldn't resist a little shout of celebration.

"Hey! There we go, about damn time," she laughed as she gentle pinched a few of Jamie's fingers, watching how the color of her skin changed and how quickly fluid rushed back. Circulation was obviously important, but fluid retention was a danger, too. She only knew about it from some wire-work she had gotten the chance to do last year while working with some college students, but the little fact seemed like a good thing to watch for... just encase. "Thank you... both of you. It's actually kinda nice knowing what you did and how it works. It's... less intimidating... you know.. knowing.. And it is really nice to know that you know what you are doing." Nadia was teasing Jamie a little as she reached up to start untying the blonde. At least... she had intended to... but the look she caught from Carl made her freeze... What was he thinking?