High School Bondage Club

The door to the drama club office opened rather timmidly as Kyle returned, shutting the door behind him. He was a little embarrassed after having run off like he had. Essentially tearing himself away from the woman he had just deflowered. Returning there was a light shade of crimson on kyle's face, which he did his best to hide as he returned. Looking into the room he was a little shocked too see exactly what he was seeing. He had left Jun so he knew she would have found a new partner, but her partner was a woman he hadn't seen before.

Carl and Jamie were going at it, but had traded places in a way. The groups numbers seemed to have decreased and that was more then a little sad to see happen, but at the same time everyone engaged in so much sex gave Kyle to confidence that he needed to stroll back inside the room. He started to undress again considering he wasn't supposed to be allowed clothes in the first place, stripping down so that he was once again naked. Looking between the two parties he could join, he didn't really want to interrupt Carl, or cross jamie for that matter while she was wearing the strap on, part of him already knew that he wasn't comfortable with that kind of pressure.

That left the two lesbians, and he already knew exactly how he was gonna cut in on them. He watched them for a small while stroking himself to get back the hard on he had lost when he had fled the room for unknown reasons. Kyle believed that He owed Jun, and so he walked up rather confidently towards the two, placing a hand on Jun's nude back denying either the ability to escape. "Sorry I have some unfinished club business with this girl, I won't steal her away, in fact if you could keep licking her that would be for the best."

As Kyle spoke he got on his knees careful to not step on or pull any of Lilly's hair as he put his cock back inside Jun, He didn't say anything to jun as he started to thrust into her wet pussy, rather he just put a hand on the back of her head and pushed her back down into the other girls pussy. He was fully expecting Lilly to continue licking at both Jun's pussy, and his cock, now that the two were intertwined. He didn't let up against Jun's body taking her as violently as he wanted, his thrusts pushing body harder against Lilly, and the pussy she was supposed to eat out.

"You've got to be kidding me," Nadia hissed at Carl in a whisper. "There is no way I am going to-" and then he was behind her, settling the awkward weight of the strap-on against her mound. A chill went down her spine as he reached between her legs for one of the straps and it occurred to her that if she wanted to, all she had to do was step away from him and he wouldn't be able to click the buckle isn't place. But, she didn't move. She waited, almost patiently, for him to tighten the straps and settled the strap-on snugly into place. It's weight was awkward and unsettling. Just shifting her weight from one foot to the other made the thing swing uncomfortably in a way that made her feel as if it was affecting her balance just being there.

The sudden slap made Nadia stumble forward a half step. Her ass stung a bit, and as she reached back to rub the sting away, she shot Carl a glare. What was he doing stealing cheap shots like that? His arm reached around her and the way her body responded was as thrilling as it was embarrassing. It came so quickly, a wave of heat that made her toes curl before he had even touched her. Everything in her seemed to tighten as his fingers brushed against the thin layer of fabric that was supposed to be protection... and yet did nothing at all to hinder the tingle he put into her skin or the way her clit pulsed at the almost-contact.

She was actually relieved when he walked away. She could breath again. Was he always going to affect her this way now? How could she block it, turn it off... could it be turned off, like a light switch just flicked the other way? 'Pull yourself together.' Nadia chided herself. That whole episode had turned her world so side-ways that she couldn't seem to keep her feet under herself. Every time she thought she was steady they threw something else at her to make her slip again. No, this wasn't how it worked. This was not how it was how it was supposed to be. She was the girl that stood up to everyone and would take on anyone, not the weak kneed girl the hid at the barest hint of difficulty.

Between Carl's "brilliant" ideas and Jamie's tips, her mind was reeling despite her best efforts to rein herself in. Take it slow, remove the clips, find out who is best, get mentally connected to the toy.. wait, start? "Start with her pussy?" Nadia asked, her voice thankfully staying strong. She focused on gently removing the few clips that were left. Giving her hands something to do kept them from shaking. "What do you mean, 'start with'?" she couldn't really finish the rest, she could barely even think it. It was hard enough to think she was about use the strap-on at all.

'Don't dwell on the weirdness of it. It's just a toy.. just a toy, no big deal.' Yeah, right, no big deal. What if she hurt Jamie?

She sighed, and then frowned. She'd been looking at the dark pink marks on Jamie's soft skin for several seconds, but she had only just really noticed them. Leaning down, she gently licked the tortured skin, feeling an unbidden need to ease any remaining ache that might be there.

'It's fine, take it slow, like she said. Deep breaths, Nadia.'

Climbing up onto the table would have been awkward enough without the strap-on. Moving around with it was... almost comical. Nadia imagined accidently slapping Carl in the face with the thing and nearly laughed. It made her blush as she settled down next to Jamie, but the blondes last bit of advice eased some of Nadia's fears and bolstered her confidence. If this was new for both of them, then she didn't have anything to measure up to, they would figure it out together.

Although... she had to admit... as she settled on her side and smiled back at the petite blonde, this was better than before. Sure, she had found out she really enjoyed how the little blonde tasted... and she was still wrestling with this seeing other girls in a sexual light, but... this was... nice.

"Your arms okay?" she whispered, and then slid one hand down to Jamie's leg that was still tied. "And your leg, is it okay? It has to be awkward, probably uncomfortable." She let her hand slide further down, finding the fake phallus and sliding her hand down its thick length. It felt obscene, but he guided the tip to Jamie's slit and rubbed the head against her slick lips. She let her knuckles guide her, that way she knew where to rub without looking. It made it easier to torment her the delightful little bundle of nerves and slowly tease her lips apart before nudging forward just a little.

Suddenly, everything changed. It dawned on Nadia that she had the power to fuck Jamie into a senseless, screaming, writhing bliss and a heady rush of adrenaline hit her bloodstream. She had all the power, all the say, and more control than she knew what to do with. There was a heavy weight of responsibility behind it, with all that power, she was also responsible for Jamie's wellbeing. Knowing that seemed to make it all so much easier... and Nadia found herself watching the expressions that raced across the little blonde's angelic face as she adjusted, scooted a little closer, and then nudged her hips forward to slowly work the thick head of the toy into Jamie's tight, gripping slit.

Carl had a front row seat as Nadia climbed onto the table with the strap-on swinging wildly. For a second he thought she was going to poke his eye out as she tried to get it situated at Jamie's swollen slit! But, he wouldn't trade his position for any other, despite the risk the inexperienced strap-on wielder seemed to pose to his face, for the view as she nestled the rubber phallus into Jamie's folds was delicious. He was inches away and he could hear the slurping noises as the tip of the dildo poked into Jamie's entrance. Pressed against the petite blonde, he could feel her body tense and her back move as she involuntarily pressed back against the strap-on, seeking more of it.

"That's it Nadia... you got the tip in her, go for it!" encouraged Carl, licking his lips at the sight. And then Nadia pushed into Jamie and the large dildo slowly started to disappear into Jamie's tight hole. The blonde seemed too small for it, but improbably, Nadia was able to keep pushing in, deeper and deeper, until the strap-on was buried to the hilt in Jamie's slit. The whole exchange, with Jamie giving the inexperienced redhead tips on how to use the strap-on, had been a fantastic set-up. But seeing Nadia using a strap-on on another girl for the first time, and evidently getting very into the act, wow. Fuck, it was hot beyond belief. Seeing the action so close, feeling Jamie's body squirming and stiffening with every little thrust as the dildo had speared in, and hearing the panting and moaning of both girls, it was driving him crazy!

"Fuck, she took it all... now fuck her. Don't worry about being too rough, just see how much you can put into it! Make her moan! Remember, you want to make her call your name out over me!" cried Carl, suddenly feeling like a director making his own porn movie. "Fuck you girls are both amazing..."

Carl was already hard again, his cock pressing against Jamie's back, and the finger that he had been resting on Jamie's asshole got him thinking about how he could re-enter the fun. Reaching down, he pulled a bottle of lube and a little toy out of his bag. Squirting the lube on Jamie's puckered ring, he moved his finger back and began to rub her a little harder. Nadia had started to fuck her, although a bit slowly at first as she got used to the strange feeling, and Carl timed his motions to match Nadia's thrusting. After half a dozen strokes, he plunged his finger into Jamie's taboo hole and started to finger fuck her ass in time with Nadia's fucking with the strap-on.

"How does that feel Jamie? Ever had two inside you at the same time?" asked Carl, lifting his head to gaze down at the petite blonde. Still tied down except for her leg, her body was getting shaken by the force of Nadia's fucking and her large breasts were swinging freely. Nadia seemed to be learning how to use the fake cock very quickly! Impressive. "Well, we'll start with something small... and fun."

Carl picked up the toy, a small vibrating butt plug, and replaced his finger with the toy's bulbous head. Switching it on, he started to tease Jamie's rear with it, knowing the vibrations would be very noticeable on that sensitive ring of nerves he was pushing against. Rocking it gently, each time pushing harder, he waited until he felt Jamie relax for a second before plunging the plug into her in one fast motion up to its flared base. He left his fingers on the base, rocking it in and out gently as he slid his other hand around to rub his fingertips against Jamie's engorged clit.

"I think you'll like this little toy... tell me when you are ready for something bigger," he said.

Don’t laugh…don’t laugh… Jamie made every attempt to keep a straight face and suppress her giggles as she watched Nadia move around with the intimidating strap on. Perhaps it was the color that made everything so silly; the black contrasting so sharply with the redhead’s pale skin, which made the toy look so out of place. Or maybe it was because Jamie could envision Nadia slipping as she awkwardly got into place ontop of the table and bop Carl right on the nose with the thing.

“Yeah…I’m fine. Thanks for asking.” Jamie replied to Nadia’s questions about her comfort level. The only thing that was really bothering were her shoulders; but it was more of a dull, nagging pain than anything else, so Jamie wasn’t too worried about it. Soon enough any and all discomfort she felt was replaced by pleasure as Nadia teased the head of the toy against her slick warmth. -Finally-…a little touch in an area where she so craved it. Jamie had never been so glad for such a long, torturous start to a sexual journey in her entire life. What had felt like hours of foreplay had made her slit sopping wet, creating the perfect environment for a toy that seemed entirely too big. Don’t scream….don’t scream… was the chant that went through her head as Nadia began to ease the toy into her.

Perhaps ‘ease’ was the wrong word. Maybe ‘force’ would be more accurate.

She was –tight-, painfully so. And now every stupid ass thing she had ever said to a girl was now popping into her head as she tried to coach herself into accepting the toy. Relax…it’ll go much easier if you just relax. So she willed her body to relax. Which didn’t seem to help on iota. Deep breaths, everything’s alright. No! Everything is –not- alright! Shhh. You’re okay. You just need to get past this part. It’ll feel much better in a couple of minutes.

Lies! She had been telling young women lies every time she used a strap on! And now she was wondering if every girl she had ever used her own toy on had been faking their pleasure the whole time. No, it didn’t get better if you relaxed; at least, not for Jamie. Maybe it would feel better after a couple of minutes? But she was pretty sure that was because nothing could feel any worse than what she was feeling now. To say being penetrated with a massive fake phallus who's wearer was a total novice, while being tied down to a table with a teenage boy behind you, pressing his finger insistently against your asshole felt fantastic would be an all out lie.

The big toy –hurt-, to the point where the blonde began to panic since the outrageous fear that she was going to be split right in half by the dildo was starting to feel as though it may become a reality. That thing can’t possibly fit inside of me! AH! She clenched her jaw so hard that she thought her molars were going to shatter, holding her breath so that she wouldn’t cry out. Jamie was too stubborn and too proud to call ‘stop’, 'wait', or even say her word. She closed her eyes, no longer able to look at Nadia's concerned face anymore as she tried to desperately re-center her mind and her emotions that were galavanting about her head, totally out of control.

BREATHE!

Jamie tossed her head backwards and looked up at her hands bound by the ropes, managing a breath that was somewhere between a gasp and a shudder. Fuck…was it over yet? Maybe this is why bondage works: you get dragged so low that there’s nowhere to go but up. As if to prove the thought true, the sharp pain in her slit was finally beginning to dull, Nadia had apparently stopped moving. Jamie could feel the leather of the harness pressed against her mound, could feel Nadia’s warm, flat stomach pressed against her own. Oh-thank-God-it’s-over.

But it –wasn’t- over. Carl was calling for Nadia to fuck her and Jamie didn’t know if she could stand such extreme movements. Right now she was pretty sure if everyone just stopped moving she’d be a very happy girl. But a bigger part of her didn’t -want- to take a breather; she wanted to be pushed, to see how much she could take.

“I’m fine…” right now she wasn’t quite sure if was trying to reassure herself that she was okay or Nadia. But the other girl began to find her rhythm and began to thrust her hips forward. It wasn’t that bad…actually it started to feel much better now that her body had acclimated to the toy. The pain that it had been giving her was now turning to pleasure and Jamie was ready and eager for more. “Fuck me Nadia, harder, please, gyah!” Jamie jumped in surprised at Carl’s next move, groaning as the large dildo shifted inside of her. Fuck! That lube felt like ice on her now clenched and protesting rear!

“Damnit Carl! Didn’t anyone ever tell you to warm up lube before you start squirting it all over things?! What’re you do--?!?!?! EEK!” Jamie yelped as a finger plunged into her tight ring of muscle. Her hands grabbed at the rope and she tried to yank herself upwards and away from Carl’s probing finger. She probably managed to move herself a little more than an inch before the rope that was still tied to her ankle began to bite into her skin. Fuck…I never should have shown them how to tie anything!!!

“You are in so much fucking trouble when I get out of this Car-ohhhh fuck!” Jamie’s hissing retort turned into a loud, pleasure filled groan as his finger was replaced with a toy and nerves that had never been stimulated before were now forced to endure the vibrations of a merciless new butt plug. She whimpered, knuckles whitening as she clutched onto the rope, her hips involuntarily bucking forwards to get away from the strange sensations, only to force the strap on Nadia wore into her pussy, right to the hilt.

“Ah, ahhh!” The blonde cried out, moaning loudly as her hips began bucking in earnest now, seeking more pleasure as every bit of her pelvis was stimulated. In the back of her mind she was dimly aware that Carl had asked her to notify him when she was ready for something bigger; but right now Jamie couldn’t seem to form any sort of coherent words other than ‘Fuck me’ and ‘Harder’.

Autumn knew well she was late , very late. She had promised herself over and over that she be there twenty mintues before, now it's twenty minutes after. She ran as fast and hard as she could towards the club building. The only main reason she came was so she could sketch out all the things that happen at this club. Once she got inside, her eyes widen and her jaws dropped in awe. The place was so admirable, if she had more room on her sketch pad, she draw every single ounce of this whole place in one page but sge knew that's never going to happen.

As she walked the halls, she looked from left to right both admiring the place and wondering where she needed to go. She was a tad bit lost. She hated being lost, she hated being lost anywhere, even if it's a store. All around she looked until something struck her, a women being fucked, dominated. Hard.

From there, Autumn quickly took out her pencil and began to sketch the three at play of their bdsm. A woman had a strap-on, there was a man, and another woman as the bottom. Autumn sketched it all, objects, body of the three, the room, and the emotions they all had. She had gotten so in her drawings that she gets sidetrack at the times.

Kyle emmerged from behind automn he had never seen her before, but he was still very much naked from his experiences with the other girls, and now that they had left for the night he was unsatisfied, and she was breaking the rules. Pictures and films, sketches and any kind of documentation were not aloud in the club space. That was established before she got here, but that just meant she was late.

She was so absorbed into her drawing that Kyle doubted she even saw him, till he put a blind fold around her eyes. "I'm sorry little ms artistic, but drawing's are not allowed in this particular class, I'm afraid you will have to be punished rather severely for this." His voice was a low whisper as he tied the blindfold over her eyes and took her drawing away letting the clip board fall to the ground.

What could he do with one naughty little peeping tiff? He smiled lightly as his hands went over her shirt, lifting it lightly. "Where should I begin with your punishment? I can only guess that you were wanting to join, and since you were late to the club, and broke the rules, it seems only fair that, you should be stripped?" He smiled insidiously not that she could see, as he lifted up her shirt, and took it off of her. "I got your shirt, now take off the rest, and no peeking. Else I will get to use my favrot toy on you." Kyle waited a second grabbing something else he had brought with him. There was a loud crack behind her as he snapped his belt against the ground. the leather making a whip like crack.

Still too absorbed on her drawings, she was nearly done until someone behind her blindfolded her. She yelped when darkness soon came in. Someone had caught her, being late and drawing which was against the rules at the club. Autumn wasn't a rule breaker but she would have kept the sketches to herself. The man behind her grabbed her sketch pad and dropped it to the ground then stripped her shirt off. When he told her to take the rest of her close off, she shook her head no even when she heard a loud whip-like crack hit the floor.

Autumn jumpped a little inside but still shook her head "no" to stripping her remaining clothes. The only time she was "naked" in front of people were mainly girls and in the showers after gym but sometimes guys would come in but she always have a towel around her body, covering her all.

Kyle only raised an eye brow as she said no, he had already taken off her shirt, and she was in a club that was all about sex, and trying new experiances. It was funny to him that she was saying know, as it just meant she didn't really know where she was. Kyle was also nude so when it came do it, everyone but her was not wearing clothing. A finger raised across her back brushing her skin but also coming to the clip of her bra as his other hand pressed on her shoulder making sure she remained sitting down as he unclipped her bra.

"Well then I guess the duty of undressing you comes to me." He said rather snidely as he started to pull off her bra, his left hand cupping her breast, and squeezing them as soon as the bra was free, but his arm ran across her shoulder making sure his weight stopped her from getting out of the chair. His tongue ran across her neck lightly. "It's okay you can't see it but everyone else is already naked, here, just because you can't see doesn't mean i won't let you feel." As he spoke his right hand took hers, and he slowly guided it towards his cock forcing her hand to touch the sensitive yet hard flesh, of a boys cock.

Autumn felt her bra being unclapsed by the man behind her. She knew everyone would be nude afterall, this was a bdsm club who would be clothed? But she's of the art club, her duty was to draw everything and anything that might interest both her and others in her club she's mainly in. She felt his hand grope her breast and lick her neck.

The next thing she felt was her hand being guided to the length of his cock. She couldn't believe how thick he was! Autumn gasp slightly and began to stroke Kyle's length. Her pants were still on in which she was half grateful for. She didn't mind being topless but bottomless or full nude, she couldn't. What would people think if they saw her body full nude?

Blindfolded still, she used her free hand to try and unblindfold herself, she hoped Kyle was still too occupied with playing with her upperbody and guiding her hand to his length as she takes the blindfold off.

As Kyle licked at her neck one more time biting down on the soft vulnerable flesh he saw how she was moving her hand up to the blind fold, and he quickly grabbed her free hand. Stopping her from removing it. "Do I have to tie your hands to the chair? You broke the no evidence rule, and that means you don't get to watch your first time around. It's a fair punishment for an artiest don't you think?"

As Kyle spoke he let out a soft moan, while at the same time pulling her hand back, where was something to bind her arms with when he needed... He looked at the belt, it was his belt, his favorite thing to use to inflict pain, but was all he had on him at that moment. He took her hand off of his cock and pulled them both so that he could wrap her arms with the belt in such a way so that it also wrapped around one of the chairs legs. It made it so that she couldn't move her hands and at the same time she wasn't able to stand up from the chair.

Then Kyle walked around her, his hands tracing down from her breasts to her stomach till finally he arrived at the rim of her pants, and started to slowly remove them and her panties, till finally with the removal of her socks and shoes she was tied to the chair completely naked and blind folded.

Autumn was so near yet so far with taking her blindfold off but when she felt Kyle's hand grab her, her attempt had failed. When he spoke to her about not being able to see the first time around her thoughts went racing. How could he? She had to see! She felt her hands being tied by something leathers.

When he was done, she attempt to remove her hands from the bind and stand up. She couldn't do either of the two. She was trapped down, blindfolded, and at the mercy of Kyle who'll od who knows what. She felt his hands skim down her breasts making her tingle then her stomach until the rim of her pants. The next thing she know, he unbuttoned her and took her pants off along with her panties. Now, she was completely naked. "What are you going to do to me? Leave me here?"

"Pfft no." Kyle said with a rather amused laugh at her comment, was he just gonna leave her there completly naked that would be cruel. "It's called the bondage club, so I don't think I really have to tell you what I am gonna do to you."

His voice trailed lightly as he leaned closer to her, his hands pushing between her legs for a moment before coming across her pussy and spreading it. His fingers rubbing the sensitive area and exploring her body as he leaned in close and pressed his lips against hers in a deep and powerful kiss. His tongue invading her mouth regardless of if she protested or not. As far as he knew she was a complete and willing member of this club. "If I still have to spell it out, well I'm gonna fuck you, duh."

Autumn knew then what he was going to do to her. She mentally sighed to herself, what a foolish question she asked, stupid. Why did she ask, she had no clue in hell. Though she was actually grateful he wasn't leaving her here. She soon felt her legs being parted and her clit being rubbed. She tried not to moan and moved her hips to get out of his touch. She was no virgin but hadn't been touched in a long long time. She felt his tongue invade her mouth, making her nearly gag. He was going to fuck her?! Oh hell...

Wait, just wait.

Nadia felt like she was shaking everywhere. Her breath was coming in short, sharp gasps. Her eyes were wide and bright, and she was staring down at where the strap-on was buried to the hilt inside Jamie. She didn't think it was all going to go in, but it was, and her mouth was watering at the sight. She heard Carl encouraging her to keep going from a distance. He sounded like a cheerleader on the sidelines of the big game, but her focus was narrowing drastically, centering around Jamie. She had no doubt that that had to have hurt, and knowing that and putting it together with Jamie definitely being one of the Dominates here... the fear of vengeance or retribution was nagging at the back of her mind.

But, Jamie said she was okay. Nadia was certain she was being completely truthful... but she wasn't shouting at her to get away. Ever so slowly, she began to move. It was a little awkward, but not anywhere near as weird or off-putting as she thought it was going to be. On the contrary, Nadia soon found herself thoroughly enjoying getting to fuck Jamie. Of course, when the little blonde started to beg for more, she found her ego being stroked in a whole new way.

Nadia's fascinated attention traveled down to the soft breasts that were jiggling so delectably against her own. It amused her, really, and she couldn't resist ducking her head down to lick, bite, and suckle at the pert nipples that seemed to demand her attention. She was feasting happily when Carl's games made Jamie jerk. Nadia felt the shudder that went through her slender body and her own trembled in response. She couldn't feel the toy, of course, but she could tell it was nudged a bit deeper than before... and then Jamie was moving greedily, eagerly fucking herself on the toy.

"Sit still," Nadia hissed, her hands sliding down Jamie's body to hold her hips still. "If you don't sit still, I'm going to go find that cat-o-nines you were admiring before and I will use it on you." The sharp, clipped tone in her voice shocked even Nadia herself, but she fought hard to keep her eyes filled with nothing more than her overbearing will to see this through as her grey gaze bore into Jamie's soft green eyes.

"You don't get to take your pleasure," her voice softened, and Nadia again returned to the slow, lazy, drawn out motions she had started with before. She drove the toy deep inside Jamie, rolled her hips in a circle, slipped all the way out, and then repeated the process over, and over, and over again. "You get to have what we give you." One of Nadia's hands slipped up to cup the side of Jamie's face, her thumb lightly stroking back and forth over her bottom lip. As her lips parted, Naida smiled, and then slammed the toy up into Jamie. It wasn't as hard a push as she would have liked, inexperience working against her, but it seemed to get to desired effect.

"Do you understand me, Jamie?" she growled at the little artist as her hand slid up into the soft strands of wheaten hair to wrap the silk-like threads around her fist at the base of Jamie's skull. "Do. Not. Move." Nadia's fascinated attention had centered on Jamie's bottom lip. She wanted to bite it.. so she did. Nipping and tugging until she was kissing Jamie hungrily. She devoured the petite girl's mouth with a fresh, wonton hunger that threatened to consume her.

Even so, as her hips began to move once more, she focused on torturing Jamie's senses. Every movement was planned, careful, controlled, an exercise of making certain that Jamie would feel her orgasm growing eventually, but that it would never get passed 'almost there,' until Nadia was damn good and ready to let her have it.

Carl was shocked when he heard Nadia bark her first command out to Jamie to sit still. The tone was so different that he lifted his head from the porn movie worthy view of the action he was getting to glance at Nadia and confirm that she really had spoken it. The redhead was glaring down at Jamie, the little blonde shocked into stopping her squirming as her suddenly dominant Mistress let her will be known. Carl's cock, already hard, throbbed against Jamie's back. The power exchange he was witnessing, with Nadia reversing roles with the normally dominant blonde, was filling the air with raw emotion as both girls tasted their first experience of being truly in the other's shoes.

Carl decided that he was was going to help Nadia by making things a little harder on Jamie. With a grin, he lowered his head back down and twisted the dial at the base of Jamie's butt plug to 'on'. The little plug buzzed to life immediately, filling Jamie's already stuffed pelvis with another jolt of irresistible stimulation.

Satisfied that Jamie was going to find obeying Nadia's orders much more difficult, Carl sat up and switched his position so he was spooning behind Jamie with his head next to hers. Seeing Nadia's expressions and watching the two girls interact had suddenly become even more arousing than the sight of the physical action he had been enjoying before. In addition, this position let him use his hand to aid in torturing the helpless blonde. He let it glide around Jamie's stomach as Nadia fucked the helpless Jamie with her strap-on dildo, darting down to circle the blonde's clit at times and then sliding up to roll a hardened nipple between a thumb and forefinger. His cock was nestled between Jamie's ass cheeks and his hips pumped slowly as he enjoyed the show, rubbing his shaft between those soft globes.

"I bet you thought Nadia would be the easier Mistress, didn't you?" Carl whispered in Jamie's ear as he grazed it with his teeth. "Now who do you think is going to torture you more? I bet you want to cum so badly now... don't you?"

Carl let Nadia take the lead in bringing Jamie towards the edge. While the redhead was inexperienced at using a strap-on, she seemed to have excellent intuition about Jamie's state of arousal and fucked the bound girl in such a slow and teasing manner that Carl almost began to feel sorry for her. Hip circling rubbing, a fast hard thrust, a couple painfully slow strokes and always denying Jamie when the blonde tried to grind herself against the toy to find more relief.

"Maybe you are ready for something bigger now?" asked Carl with a mischievous grin. He reached down and pulled the vibrating butt plug out of Jamie's ass, tossing it to the floor, and placed the tip of his cock at her pucker instead. Stretched as she was from the plug, he found it surprisingly easy to slowly feed his length into her other tight hole. Nadia's strap-on was still buried and moving in Jamie's pussy and Carl moaned as he could feel that other phallus rubbing against his cock inside Jamie. He'd never double penetrated a girl before and the sensation of sharing Jamie with Nadia was threatening to make him explode early. Taking a deep breath to compose himself, he pushed himself into Jamie all the way and groaned again. There, she was now filled by Nadia's dildo and his cock, stuffed completely in both holes. Oh god... was this really happening?

"Oh yes.. I'm in you as well. Do you want to cum?" he murmured to Jamie. "Tell your Master and Mistress how much you want to cum. Tell us who you prefer and we may let you cum. Be a good little toy for us and tell us how much you love being fucked by both of us at the same time."

‘Stay still’?!?!? The simple command seemed outrageously difficult for a girl who was used to giving or taking pleasure, never just laying back and receiving it. -You- try staying still with a vibrator up your ass!! Well…at least Jamie was smart enough to know that if she started rattling off wise ass remarks, she was surely going to get punished. And right now, on the verge of having an absolutely –massive- orgasm, the thought of Nadia having to stop fucking her so that she could discipline her was borderline unbearable.

“Ahhh!” The blonde cried out as Nadia slammed the toy up into her, causing the illusion that it had gone even -deeper- into her clutching sex. Okay.. Don’t move… Don’t move…. Such a simple command was too hard to obey, especially as Carl dialed up the vibrations on the butt plug. Jamie probably kept her hips still for a whopping 30 seconds before they started bucking on their own accord. “I c-can’t. Nadia, p-please...” she stammered; stupid Carl and his stupid cheating sex toys! He was going to get her into trouble with her Mistress! Wait…what?!

Jamie could feel control rapidly leaking through her fingers. She’d totally lost the ability to repress the primal need to buck her hips forward as she sought her pleasure, and now she was thinking of Nadia as her Mistress. The only thing she really could control anymore were her own emotions and pride, but even –that- was getting yanked away from her. Jamie froze up when those grey eyes focused on her lips, tensing as she knew what was about to happen. She wouldn’t dare… Apparently, Nadia really –would- dare. Teeth nibbled delicately along the soft swell of her bottom lip and Jamie tried to recoil, but Nadia’s grip in her hair and Carl’s warm, strong body pressed against her kept the poor blonde locked in place. Platypus?! Jamie thought the word but it never came out, Nadia’s soft lips connected to hers and the blonde was entirely lost.

Her wide eyes drifted shut and she absolutely melted as she felt Nadia’s tongue brush against her own. Jamie –really- liked kissing girls; they have a much more graceful hunger in their needy kisses than men do. By the time the redhead had released her from the liplock, Jamie was panting, flushed, and looking even more disheveled than she had been 10 seconds ago. The kiss had definitely thrown her off her game and had perhaps rattled her more than anything else. There was something so intimate about a kiss…well…maybe not –intimate- as much as –emotional-. When it’s over it strips everything away, leaving you feeling bare and vulnerable… Artists were overly emotional creatures…and right now Jamie was trying her best to destroy the infatuation that was creeping into her now defenseless heart. She needed to kill it before it turned into something dangerous: like a stupid crush on a redheaded, bi-curious girl that had no idea what the hell she had just done.

Fucking straight girls…they always screw up the plans of lesbians.

Jamie was so busy dealing with that little catastrophe in her heart, with some rationalization that it was all just some ridiculous hormonally driven thing, caused by the act they were committing, that by the time she was finished, she was suddenly very, very aware that she had almost no control left. Carl had flipped around and was now whispering into her ear, making her shiver as his warm breath flowed over the glistening skin of her throat. His throbbing cock was pressed against the soft flesh of her ass and she whimpered, already knowing what was coming next. There was nowhere to go, no escape, no anything left. All she could do was take it as Carl eased himself into her loosened and strangely willing ass. The blonde gasped, wriggling a little bit, unsure of which way to move now that she was stuffed so full. Until today, Jamie had –never- had anything in her ass before. But somehow she’d gone from Carl’s finger, to a toy, to now the soccer star’s throbbing member. “Ohhh….ooooh! Mmmph… Please… Carl... I want to cum…” the blonde pleaded, her brow furrowed in concentration as the gears in her head turned in an attempt to manufacture coherent sentences, but no other words wanted to come out.

You have to beg, you have to submit. Did she? Couldn’t she just wait them out instead and save face that way? Well…she could –maybe- wait Carl out; he’d probably lose his patience and just fuck her silly in an attempt to get himself off. But Nadia had the unique advantage in that she was wearing a strap on that didn’t quite give her the same sense of urgency that Carl’s real cock did. Could she finally reach her peek from him savagely fucking her ass? Damnit. She didn’t know!! And at this point she didn’t want to chance it. Jamie let out a pitiful whine as she felt helplessness lap at the base of her skull. Fuck…she’d be stuck riding the edge of pleasure for forever if she didn’t suck it up and let go of everything. Or worse: she’d never get to orgasm at all! You have to say the words…

“I-love-being-fucked-by-both-of-you-at-the-same-time.” The blonde finally managed to blurt out. Well…that hadn’t been –too- bad. Admitting it was humiliating, but she hadn’t died of embarrassment.

Feeling –used- was a rather strange thing. The knowledge that she was a toy for Carl and Nadia to play with for their own pleasure aroused her, dominated her mind, made her pussy ache so bad that the intense throbbing between her legs had managed to weave it’s way up into her stomach. And there was a strange sense of honor that dulled her fighty spirit, Master and Mistress had picked -her- to play with, not one of the other subs in the room. What the hell was she thinking?! She shook her head a little bit, trying to clear it, but the pleasant, warming feeling of submission didn't go away. What the hell had they done to her to get her like this?! She knew that if she had only been paired with either just Carl or just Nadia, she’d never have reached this state of surrender. And even with her brain in this hazy sort of submissive space, she had the presence of mind to praise their dual efforts because she was sure neither inexperienced Dom would have been able to break her on their own.

“P-please…Master, Mistress…fuck me hard. I need you both…please…” Jamie’s pleas were punctuated with heaving, shuddering breaths. Being forced to have an orgasm dangled infront of her for what felt like hours, barely out of reach, was driving her crazy. Her legs were shaking, the muscles in her stomach were twitching, and her knuckles were white from fiddling with the rope above her head for something to do. She pulled at the bindings, wanting to be set free so badly...to be allowed the privilege of giving Nadia pleasure. She knew that Carl could just take his own, but Nadia was without any sort of stimulation. Jamie wasn't quite sure how helpful she'd be trying to please her new Mistress and Master; she had been trembling for so long that she actually felt -exhausted- even though she hadn't really been moving. And now she was finally laying still, the only movements of her body were the ones caused by Nadia's and Carl's slowly thrusting hips. "It feels so good...but I just need a little more...ohhh God, please!" Jamie mewled pitifully. "Mistress, Master, I'm soooo close...please..."

Nadia's grip tightened on Jamie's jerking hips. Part of her had expected Jamie to fight and hiss and struggle, but so far as Nadia could tell, each of the blonde's little movements were helpless, instinctual reactions to the sensations she was being forced to cope with. Even Nadia jumped a little when Carl messed with something she couldn't see and sudden vibrations were shooting up the strapon. She couldn't honestly expect Jamie not to move... so her grip tightened a little more, keeping the little blonde as still as she possibly could. Never in a million years was she going to admit to helping Jamie do what she had been ordered to do... but it seemed a lot more kind than letting her fail and going for the punishment. Maybe if she had hissed and fought... but she hadn't.

Instead.. Jamie had begged. Just one small please, and Nadia felt herself warm in a way she didn't entirely understand. It was heady and intoxicating and she wanted to hear it again. Even more delicious was the way Jamie melted in her arms as Nadia hungrily devoured every little moan and gasp that escaped the petite, writhing girl. What started as a hungry, aggressive kiss steadily shifted into a slow, sensual demand for satisfaction. Something else stirred in her and Nadia didn't just want to hear Jamie begging anymore. She wanted to know, beyond the shadow of a doubt, that Jamie was enjoying this. She wanted to watch the little blonde writhe and wriggle in pleasure for just as long as she could make it happen.

Carl's voice reminded her that he was there and the soft haze that had gathered around her as she savored Jamie's kiss evaporated. That's right, they weren't alone. Then she registered what he was saying and she found herself grinning. This wasn't as hard as she thought it was going to be, and the longer this little game lasted, the more confidant she was feeling. Carl told the panting, breathless girl between them she was ready for something bigger, and Nadia glanced down at Jamie to give her a questioning look. No complaints passed the blondes lips, and Nadia found herself holding her breath as she watched her expressions change while Carl was slowly pushing into her. A tremble went through Nadia was she watched the change that came over Jamie. It was breathtaking, and the insane need to gave Jamie every ounce of pleasure she could ask for swamped the redhead and nearly overwhelmed her determination to draw this out.

Nadia licked her lips as Carl whispered to Jamie. Tense and waiting to see what Jamie was going to say... and then she blurted out a string of words that made Nadia grin from ear to ear. She was enjoying this. Thoroughly by the sounds of it. Nadia forced herself to take her time, to move carefully. She couldn't begin to imagine what this must be like for her, being fucked by both of them at the same time. And finally, Jamie was completely still. She may not have meant to do it, but she was obeying, giving Nadia a secret thrill to savor.

Jamie's pleading left Nadia trembling with need. To hell with making her choose, she didn't give a damn about it, never had. Leaning close, Nadia nipped at Jamie's neck and ear gently before whispering to her. "Come for us, Jamie."

Immediately, everything changed. No more teasing, no more dangling a sweet treat in front of her. Oh no. Instead, Nadia was trying very hard to push the little blonde right off the edge and down into oblivion. The awkward, daunting toy strapped to her hips was quickly becoming her new best friend, and she was more than happy to use it to give Jamie anything she wanted. What shocked her most, was that she could feel her own orgasm tightening the muscles low in her stomach, a tension that didn't snap loose until Jamie was finally screaming.

Was this really happening? Carl wondered to himself for the about the hundredth time. Was Jamie really squirming in pleasure so helplessly while impaled on both Nadia's strap-on and his cock?

Carl gripped Jamie's hips tighter, his fingers intertwining with Nadia's, and tried to help hold the writhing blonde. Jamie was so overwhelmed that she couldn't follow Nadia's instructions. It was so hot to hear the desperation in her voice as she tried to apologize for not being able to stay still! For once, Carl was happy to let Nadia take the reins and coax the stubborn top into complete submission. Wait... Nadia take control of turning Jamie into their fuck toy? Wasn't Nadia supposed to be straight and interested in being a submissive? How had they wound up in this position, with Nadia seemingly loving her taste of power and Jamie teetering on the verge of bending to her will?!

Adding to the crazy kinkiness of the role reversal between the girls were the physical sensations that were keeping Carl on verge of losing his self-control; Jamie's ass gripping his shaft like a tight ring, Nadia's strap-on rubbing against his cock deep inside Jamie, and the hot, sweaty press of their three bodies on the table in a jumble of limbs, ropes and skin. Barely moving his hips, Carl felt like Jamie might make him cum just through her trembling gyrations. She pressed back and forth between Nadia's strap-on and his cock in a helpless rhythm, seeking any solid stimulation to give her the release she so desperately craved.

And fuck was Jamie desperate to cum now.

Whatever magic Nadia had worked, with her lips, her words and her strap-on, had melted the tied up blonde and turned her into a soft puddle of shameless yearning. Carl knew, with absolute certainty, that there was no way he could have broken Jamie like this by himself. The stubborn blonde would probably be laughing at him still and mocking his attempts to tease her! He was all to happy the share in the fruits of Nadia's skilled work, however.

Jamie's halting, stumbling and red-faced admission that she was loving being fucked by both of them made Carl moan and reflexively push deeper into the blonde. The simple words sent a hot surge of lust through his body. Then Jamie started begging, nervous at first, but soon loudly and without any shame. Pleading desperately with her Master and Mistress to fuck her hard and make her cum. Like nothing else mattered to her anymore and she'd become their willing little fuck toy, to be shared, used, abused, teased, and finally granted the reward of cumming for pleasing them.

Jamie's frantic begging was sweet music to Carl's ears and he could barely restrain himself until he heard Nadia tell the blonde that she could finally cum. Gripping Jamie's hips tighter, Carl started to fuck her ass with all his pent-up desire. Pumping his hips hard, he was surprised to find himself trying to keep up with Nadia's furious pace with the strap-on. The redhead had begun to attack Jamie with her artificial cock, hard and fast strokes, relentlessly pounding the helpless blonde's sodden folds in an effort to give Jamie the release she craved. It was such a raw, primal and savage act that Carl groaned at the sight and redoubled his efforts to try and match his Domme partner's intensity. Together, they found a rhythm and started driving into both of Jamie's holes at once, shaking the petite blonde with every thrust, rocking her body and only keeping her in place by trapping her between their sweaty bodies.

"Oh yes... cum for us... let me hear you cum... for your Mistress... and your Master... oh god.. fuck..yes. Yes.. YES!" panted out Carl.

The air was filled with the sounds of their sex; moans, groans, grunts, needy whines of pleasure, the wet slapping of flesh as Nadia and Carl speared into Jamie, the squeak of wet skin on the table, and the cries of Jamie's blossoming orgasm. Carl, already on the edge, felt himself explode into his own climax with surprising speed. Hot pleasure filled his body as he plunged deep into Jamie's tight rear one last time and let his cock spurt inside her in a long series of pulsing bursts of pleasure. Speechless, muscles tensed, he buried his face into Jamie's neck and bit her, muzzling his cries in her soft flesh.

Had this really just happened?

Holy. Fuck.

This was so different from any type of sex that she was used to or had had before. Yeah, Jamie had played with toys before, though had never been on the receiving end. And yes, she had had sex with both guys and girls...but never at the same time. What was happening now was just so taboo, so raw, so...so –much- that she felt like her blood was boiling and her brain had melted. There was a fire building in her core, threatening to become uncontrollable and rage through her body with every thrust she felt and moan she heard; and although the newness and strength of these feelings and emotions were all terrifying, the trust she had in her new Master and Mistress to keep her safe kept her calm.

Jamie became so entranced by the sensations that rippled through her body that nothing else mattered; her mind was wiped blank of past reluctance and the only thing she could do was moan and plead for more as she enjoyed what was happening now. A series of ‘uh huh’s that were slowly growing louder and higher in pitch slipped past her cherry colored lips as she neared what she knew was going to be an earth-shattering orgasm. Because not only had she been granted permission to cum, but she was also being hurtled towards a massive, monstrous peak by two Doms that had been apparently taking it easy on her up until she started begging. Her entire, supple body was now getting rocked so hard by such powerful thrusts that Jamie found it much easier to just let go of the reins and be still. To just let Nadia and Carl have their way and move her around rather than attempt to buck her hips into their dueling rhythms.

"FUCK! Ohhhhh dear-god-fuck-me." Jamie whimpered when then they managed to synchronize their thrusts so that both of her holes were stuffed full and then forced empty. She let out a disappointed whine every time they withdrew, missing the feeling of fullness and tightening her muscles against the head of both cocks, afraid that either phallus would slip out of her completely and leave her with emptiness. “Ohhhh yeah, yeah, right there…ye-AH! Ahhhhh!” Her legs trembled as she felt herself get closer to her climax. Jamie tensed up her entire body, preparing herself for what was to come, and with one more ferocious thrusting of hips she finally snapped and screamed. The muscles in her pelvis began to clutch and spasm around the both of them, creating more friction, making it harder to thrust, which seemed to knock Carl right over the edge. Jamie shivered as she felt him go off inside of her, too pleasure addled to protest, though she wasn’t entirely sure she would have even if she wasn’t in such a state. Having him cum inside of her was just another reminder of how depraved this entire situation just was.

Jamie let out a loud yowl of pleasure mixed with pain as Carl bit the side of her neck so hard that she was fairly certain that it was going to leave a mark. Crap…it finally dawned on her that she was sandwiched between two biters with iron grips; she was going to have a lot of interesting marks that she’d have to try to hide tomorrow morning. If pleasure wasn’t still reverberating throughout her entire body, she might be a little more concerned.

The fire in her core had now spread throughout her entire body, sending searing hot streams of pleasure through her nerves, forcing them all to fire off at once. Her toes curled, the muscles in her abdomen twitched and her back arched, sending her shoulders driving backwards into Carl’s chest. “YES!” Jamie squealed as the flames hit her mind and the realization that she had finally peaked made every muscle in her tensed up body snap. Her supple framed jerked forward and she tried to curl inwards in an attempt snuff out the wildfire that made her skin feel unbearably hot. Her face became buried in Nadia’s heaving breasts and her backside pressed more firmly into Carl’s front, driving his spasming cock as deeply into her as it could possibly go.

Jamie’s mind was entirely lost to her and all she could do was whimper and whine as the two of them finished using her for their pleasure. Dimly, she could feel Nadia start to tremble against her; and maybe if Jamie’s ears weren’t ringing, she could hear the other girl scream. But as it was, the blonde was lost in her own little world for the moment. Hot, sticky, and starting to feel dizzy from the heat of their bodies and the lack of oxygen from her inefficient, shuddering breaths, Jamie lay limp between the two.

“Ngh…” The blonde groaned out weakly as Carl and Nadia finally lay still on either side of her. Words were too hard to form. Gestures were much easier, even though every limb felt impossibly heavy; even her tongue felt swollen and like it weighed a thousand pounds! She managed to hook a shaky leg around Nadia’s hips in an attempt to keep the other girl from pulling away. Apparently all those soft grunts and whines that had passed through her half-parted lips meant that Jamie just wanted to cuddle.

Heh, that had been a pretty fun ride. The little blonde had a silly post orgasmic smile plastered onto her lips, even though her muscles burned and where Carl had bit her stung quite a bit.

Utterly exhausted, she shut her eyes and enjoyed the aftershocks that ran through her, making her twitch or shiver every minute or two. Feeling weak and uncharacteristically vulnerable, she was actually glad to be between Carl and Nadia. While this position had been terrifying for Nadia earlier, it actually helped soothe and comfort the smaller Jamie; she felt safe and protected sandwiched between two people that were so much taller and stronger than she was.

“Ropes…please…” She managed to mumble drowsily into Nadia’s chest after a couple of minutes. “Wrists…” She said, to try to get one of them to loosen the bindings that were bothering her most. While her wrists weren’t hurting her; her shoulders definitely were starting to really ache and she wanted her hands to be free so that she could wrap her arms about Nadia like a teddy bear. “Stay like this…just for a little bit…please…” The request wasn’t directed only towards Nadia who’s soft body Jamie was especially enjoying, but it was also geared towards Carl. Even though she knew boys weren’t especially cuddly creatures, she liked having him around, it was like snuggling with a great big guard dog.

She was trembling long before she realized it was happening. Her entire body seemed to shake from the tension of a building need that she forcefully pushed out of her mind. She couldn't let it take over, not yet. It wasn't time yet. Jamie's writhing body was too delightful to watch, too sweet a thing to enjoy to let it go without a fight. Just a little more, a little further... Nadia saw and heard the petite artist's building orgasm more than she could feel it - the way her back arched and her head went back, a silent scream followed a second later by the sound itself, her slender body trembling as it strained.

A more masculine grunting caught her attention, and Nadia's eyes jumped to Carl to see his expression harden and his body tighten. She bit down on her bottom lip, realizing he was following Jamie right over the edge and into bliss. Nadia wanted to leap after them.. but not yet, not yet. One of her hands slid from Jamie's hip to cling onto Carl's arm in a sense of desperation while the other slid under Jamie and around her waist, holding her smaller body close against her own. Nadia's trembling seemed to double as she forced herself to hold out just a little longer. While Jamie writhed in the glory of her orgasm, Nadia fought hard to keep fucking her, to push her as high and as far as she could go.

It wasn't until Jamie curled in on herself that Nadia felt her fragile grip on self-control slipping... she didn't manage more than three or four more thrusts before Nadia's own body jerked. Her toe's curled as her head went back, biting down hard on her bottom lip to muffle her scream into something resembling a sharp squeal of pleasure. Her back arched as she shuddered, and that is where she stayed, shuttering and panting, until Jamie's slender leg curled over her hip.

Nadia jumped, as if startled, shocked back to reality, and then laughed shakily as she shifted to snuggle closer to Jamie. She felt awkward, almost shy, and yet warm and comfortable. Somewhere in the back of her mind she was struggling to come to terms with what had just happened here. Had that really just happened? Had she really just done... what she had done? The churning emotions were too much to examine at the now, and she resigned herself to trying to come to terms with it later. Right now, she wanted to snuggle against the lithe creature in her arms and be held by the strong arm she was currently clinging onto with a death grip.

"Ropes?" Nadia blinked... and then looked up at Jamie's wrists. "I'd nearly forgotten about those," she mused out loud. It took a moment for her to make herself let go of Carl's arm before she could try to reach up to the ropes. Her arm felt so heavy, it barely got a few inches higher before she let it drop down and drape across Jamie's slender waist. She nearly asked Carl to take care of it, and then color rose in her cheeks as she forced her body to do what she told it to do. She had realized how exhausted she really was until her fingers were fumbling weakly at the ropes, slowly and clumsily working them loose.

Jamie's little plea to stay like this distracted her, and Nadia smiled as her hand cam back down to gently catch the little blond's chin between her thumb and forefinger and tilt her head back. Her soft lips were still parted and Nadia felt a tightening in her stomach as the pleasure-drunk look in her eyes. She had meant to tell her that she would stay as long as Jamie wanted her to, but she was drawn downward, and then Nadia found herself sighing as she enjoy the petal-soft feel of Jamie's lips against her own. She forgot the ropes, left them to Carl to handle, and savored the dangerous melting sensation that warmed around her heart.