A Turn of the Screwed

“Holy shit,” Scott whispered. “What happened today? I’m good with it, but what happened?”

  Keith raised his head. “What’d he say?”

  “He asked what happened today.” Keith arched an eyebrow at her. “Sir,” she whispered.

  “Fuck,” Scott said. But she knew that sound. It wasn’t a bad fuck, it was a holy crap I’m horny fuck.

  “Tell him, girl. Tell him everything that happened, start to finish. Short version.” Keith went back to licking her clit.

  It was hard for her to even think. “He made me suck his cock first,” she said. “Then he tied me down to the end of the bed, spanked me for getting mouthy, and fucked my ass while he shoved a dildo inside my pussy and used a vibrator on me.”

  She could see Keith smiling as she spoke, and it only fired her own need.

  “Then he took me into the shower, cleaned me up, made me suck him again to get him hard, and fucked my pussy.”

  “Wow,” Scott whispered.

  “Then when we got done in the shower, he called a friend of his who came over. Keith tied me down onto the dining room table and fucked me while the guy pierced my nipples. Then we ate dinner and now he’s licking my pussy.”

  Keith reached up and took the phone from her, an evil grin on his face. “Boy, where are you?… Good. Don’t you dare touch your cock. Not even to pee. Pee sitting down. Do you have that butt plug in?… Good boy. I own you, and now I own her, too. When you get home tomorrow, there’s going to be a new way of doing things around here with everyone happy and getting what they want and need. Understand?… Good boy. Love you, too. Now tell her and say good-bye so I can finish eating out my girl’s sweet pussy.” He held the phone up to her ear again.

  Scott sounded like he was close to coming. “I love you, sweetheart,” he said. “I’m good with this. Really. I swear.”

  “Love you, too,” she said.

  Keith ended the call, dropped her phone to the couch, and wrapped his arms around her thighs as he buried his face between her legs. She let her head fall back on the couch, closing her eyes as she moaned.

  He growled into her pussy, nipping her clit and making her yelp before he buried his tongue inside her again.

  She squirmed, moaning, begging, pleading for mercy, but it only drove him harder, making him lick and suck until, finally, she tipped over the edge and came again. When she finished, he stood, unzipped, and then shoved her legs up and wide apart as he sank his cock into her.

  Like that, he pounded his cock deep into her pussy, her knees pressed against her shoulders, her sore nipples rubbing against her thighs. He grabbed her wrists and pinned them over her head against the couch.

  “Get used to this,” he said, his voice deep and thick with need. “At least for the next few weeks while I get the new-toy sex out of my system. I’m normally good for one in the morning and one at night, on average. I guess you and Scott will have to take turns after that.” His predatory smile widened. “At least I’ll have him here to help me make sure you stay well-fucked.”

  He leaned in and sucked her lower lip into his mouth. “I have sooo many dirty thoughts rolling through my head, baby,” he said. “Get used to having a well-beaten ass, too. Going to make sure you don’t get bored.”

  Then his eyes fell closed as he took one last, hard stroke and made that noise again.

  One that would have made her instantly wet if she wasn’t already…and filled with his cock…which was pumping his cum inside her…

  Oh, boy.

  * * * *

  Oh, boy.

  He couldn’t remember being with a woman ever feeling this right, this good before. Yes, he knew looking back over his teen years, even before, that he’d been gay despite trying to conform until his midtwenties.

  Not that he thought he wouldn’t be gay if he’d been with someone like Noel back then, but damn, it would have set the bar a lot higher for guys over the years.

  He leaned in and kissed her, taking his time, his hands still pinning hers over her head.

  “Sorry,” he whispered. “I meant to do more talking.”

  “We were talking. Then Scott called.”

  “Yeah.” He kissed her again. “How the fuck am I so lucky that not just Scott, but you, too, walked into my life?”

  She stared up at him. “I think I’m the lucky one,” she said. “I get to keep him and have you, too.”

  He smiled. “That’s where you’re wrong. I get both of you.” He leaned in again, first nipping, then sucking the side of her neck, making her squirm and cry out below him.

  When he finally lifted his mouth from her flesh, he inspected the mark he left behind. “Oh, baby, that’s just the first of many marks of mine you’ll wear,” he said. “I was thinking about getting Scott a tattoo at some point,” he said. “Not right away. It’s one thing to get a piercing that’ll heal up if you take it out. I was thinking maybe at our one-year anniversary. Guess I’ll have to make sure you both get them.”

  The trust in her eyes, it nearly broke his heart. He felt like a dumbass that he hadn’t figured this out sooner. “And I need to get you a day collar,” he said. “One you can wear at work.” He sat up, bringing her wrists up to his lips and kissing first one, then the other. “A bracelet, maybe,” he said.

  She nodded.

  He stood, pulling her forward so she could suck his cock clean. While she did, he stroked her hair, twining it through his fingers. “Such a good girl,” he murmured.

  Noel let out a happy moan around his cock.

  “You really like it when I say that, don’t you?”

  “Yes, Sir,” she mumbled around his cock.

  He pressed her head against his body, forcing her to hold still with his soft cock in her mouth. “That’s because you’re my good girl,” he said, his thumb stroking the back of her head. “And I promise, from now on, I will take very good care of you.”

  Chapter Twenty

  Scott had almost forgotten about what he’d find awaiting him when he got home that night. He was exhausted from the long shift, storm-related calls for emergency service keeping every available agent busy pretty much nonstop.

  It finally hit him about halfway home when he heard his phone beep that he had a text. At a stoplight, he checked.

  It was a text from Keith.

  Hope you’re not too worn out, boy.

  His cock stiffened. That was right.

  The call yesterday.

  He’d barely had time for the occasional text since then. Yes, he was still wearing the butt plug. He’d had permission to take it out for his brief two-hour break earlier, where he’d taken a nap on an air mattress in an empty office before going back to work.

  When he walked in, he heard the TV playing in the living room but couldn’t get a clear view from the doorway. Keith, who’d been sitting on the sofa, stood, a smile on his face. And that was when Scott realized his Master was naked.

  “Ooh, look who’s home.” He snapped his fingers, pointing at the floor in front of him.

  Scott dropped everything in his hands and hurried over. As he rounded the corner into the living room, the coffee table came into view.

  More accurately, what was on the coffee table.

  Noel, blindfolded and tied spreadeagle to it. Legs wide open, and…

  As he dropped to his knees in front of Keith, he realized Noel indeed sported matching nipple rings.

  Keith laughed as he ruffled Scott’s hair. “Yep, matching pets. I love it. And I left you a gift.” He fisted Scott’s hair and forced him, on his knees, around to the end of the table where Noel’s completely bare pussy lay exposed.

  Shoving Scott’s face into her pussy, Keith’s tone dropped into full-on Master. “Eat my pet out really good. And thank me for the privilege of leaving a couple of loads of my cum in there for you for extra flavoring.”

  “Thank You, Sir!” Scott eagerly buried his face between her legs, licking her clit, dipping his tongue deep inside her pussy, savoring the taste of her, the tast
e of him.

  Together.

  Never in his wildest dreams—okay, maybe not wildest, because he’d had some pretty damn wild fantasies, but never in his most realistic dreams had he thought his hopes would come true.

  To have both of them.

  To not lose either.

  Noel moaned as Keith plunged his fingers into Scott’s hair again, holding his head in place. “How’s my pet taste, boy? With that extra flavoring. Since yesterday, I’ve fucked her in every hole, filled her with my cum, multiple times.” Keith squatted down as Scott’s tongue sped up, knowing Noel’s signs, knowing she was damned close.

  “I’ve had a butt plug up that sweet ass of hers when my cock wasn’t in it,” Keith said. “And what a sweet ass she has. She told me that you’d never fucked her ass. Well, not only did I take care of that, I broke her in, with a dildo up her pussy at the same time.”

  Noel came, loudly moaning.

  “That’s my good boy,” Keith said. “Make sure my pet comes hard. I told her that from now on, I will make sure she is taken care of like that. If not by me, then by you. Or sometimes both of us. Is that a problem, boy?”

  “No, Sir,” he mumbled into her pussy, his cock aching, straining.

  “I especially own her ass. You don’t get to fuck her ass unless I give you permission. In fact, you don’t get to fuck her, period, without my permission. Although there might be times, like now, that I order you to make her come.”

  He let go of Scott’s hair and walked around to her head. Spreading his legs, he straddled her head, his balls hanging over her mouth. She eagerly started licking and sucking Keith’s balls, even rimming him, it looked like.

  Keith stared into his eyes, a pleased smile on Keith’s face and his cock already hard. “Make her come again,” Keith ordered. “I had her tied to the bed this morning using a vibrator on her while she sucked my balls. I love the way she screams when she comes hard. It feels so fucking good.”

  Scott redoubled his efforts, using two fingers in her pussy as well. Under him, Noel twisted, straining, still moaning until another, louder cry, muffled by Keith’s sac in her mouth, just about made his own cock explode.

  “Yeeesss,” Keith hissed. “Just…like…that.”

  Scott couldn’t help moaning at how hot this was. Noel was obviously enjoying it.

  “Oh, I almost forgot,” Keith said, reaching for the TV remote. He changed it, then grabbed his phone and swiped through to something. On the TV, Noel was tied down, this time to the dining room table.

  Video.

  “I didn’t want you to miss this,” Keith said, getting up and walking around behind him. “So watch while you’re eating my pet out.” Keith dropped to his knees behind Scott and reached around, unfastening his pants and shoving them and his briefs down.

  “Good boy. You did have it in.” Keith pulled the butt plug out and dropped it onto a towel on the floor. Then Scott heard the snick of the top on a bottle of lube being uncapped right before Keith’s thick knob pressed against his ass.

  Keith grabbed his hips. “Don’t stop making my pet come,” he ordered as he sank his cock home balls-deep inside him.

  On the video, Keith was filming himself fucking Noel on the table, narrating what was going on as she got her nipples pierced. The sounds of her coming on the video filled the air as she echoed those sounds in real life.

  Keith leaned in. “She and I have talked. She’s good with a little bedroom humiliation,” he said. “So I hope you are, too. Because there will be times I tie her up and make her beg to be included, and times I’ll make you suffer while I make her head explode.” He took several hard, fast, deep thrusts inside Scott’s ass.

  “Is my poor boy horny?” Keith playfully asked.

  “Yes, Sir,” he mumbled into Noel’s pussy.

  “Good. You’re going to have to earn that orgasm if you want it. Keep licking her. You’ll notice she has a butt plug in right now. If you press on the base, it’ll send her into orbit.”

  Scott did, his attention pulled between the great fucking he was getting, his now dripping, rigid cock, and keeping Noel coming.

  “That’s the sound I love to hear,” Keith said. “She got her ass striped earlier today, just because I wanted to. You should have heard her beg for the caning. I’d kept edging her for an hour, told her if she wanted to come, she’d need to earn it. That good girls beg for canings from their Masters to keep them in line. She’s got some nice stripes on that beautiful ass of hers now.”

  On-screen Noel was now filled with a load of Keith’s cum and obviously enjoying herself.

  “I fucked her good, boy,” Keith rumbled in his ear. “I fucked her like I own her, because I do, just like I own you. And now that I have a new toy, you’re both going to be getting a lot of fuckings and beatings for the next few weeks. Like later, after I get it up again, maybe it’s going to be you tied down, with her on top of you. You’re going to eat her pussy out and make her come nice and hard while I fuck that sweet pussy. And you’ll clean up every last drop of my cum from her when I finish. Then she’ll be allowed to suck you dry.”

  Scott was struggling not to come, Keith’s running, filthy, sexy narrative combined with the fucking, and with what he was doing to Noel, and the video playing.

  “And you were right,” Keith said. “She is good at blowjobs. So good that she’s going to give you lessons on how to blow me. I want you to learn her technique. Lucky you, she’ll be fucking your ass with a strap-on while she’s teaching you.”

  Under him, Noel was writhing on the table, trying to twist away from his persistent mouth despite her bonds, even as she moaned her way through another orgasm.

  “My pet will be sleeping in bed with us every night now,” Keith said. “I’m teaching her the proper positions, too. She’s a very quick student. I think everyone’s going to be happier in this house from now on. She’s not alone anymore, you two can stay together, and I get two pets for the price of one.”

  That thought tipped Keith over the edge, and he grunted, slamming his cock deep into Scott’s ass as he climaxed, filling him, making Scott moan.

  After a moment, Keith pulled out and slapped his ass. “Get naked, untie my pet, get the butt plug out of her, and bring her into the bedroom. And take her blindfold off.” He stood and walked down the hall.

  Hands and legs trembling, Scott climbed to his feet, getting his shoes and socks off so he could remove his pants and briefs. He ripped his shirt off over his head and started untying Noel. When he removed her blindfold, he started to lean in to kiss her, but then Keith called out from the bedroom.

  “I didn’t give you permission to play with my pet. I gave you orders. You better not be messing with her.”

  She laughed as he helped her up off the table. “Let’s not keep Sir waiting.”

  The laughter was a sound he hadn’t heard in…

  Two years. Not like that. Crystal clear, like bells, not muted and forced.

  “Are you okay with this?” he asked.

  In response, she turned, leaned over, and grabbed her ass cheeks, spreading them for him and exposing the base of the butt plug. “Would I be doing this if I wasn’t?”

  * * * *

  Noel muffled her moan as Scott gently pulled the butt plug from her and tossed it onto the towel with the one Keith had pulled from Scott’s ass. Then they walked down to the master bedroom. They heard Keith washing up in the bathroom. On the bed lay the Hitachi, plugged in and ready, along with a tube of lube.

  “Girl, bend over the bed and let my boy lube your ass again,” Keith called out.

  She did, moaning at the feel of Scott’s fingers working lube up her ass.

  When Keith emerged from the bathroom, he walked over to the bed and sat on the end, next to her. “I just washed up, so you’re going to suck me and get me hard again, girl. Then I’m going to turn you around and you’re going to back your ass onto my cock and beg me to let Scott fuck your pussy.” He reached over and grabbed her collar.
“And beg me good, or I won’t let him.”

  He pulled her down between his legs, onto his cock. A quick student with a horny man to teach her, she now knew exactly how to prime his pump. And considering how much they’d already played today, she suspected this would be the last load she’d be able to coax from Keith tonight.

  But maybe he’d let her go after Scott.

  Scott let out a noise from where he stood watching her, his cock hard and a drop of pre-cum leaking from the end.

  Keith grabbed her by the head, firmly, and guided her motions, taking control. “You were so right, boy. She is a better cocksucker than you. Look at her. Look at my beautiful pet sucking my cock. Isn’t she gorgeous?”

  “Yes, Sir,” Scott said.

  Aaand now the sadist was hard. He pulled her off his cock and turned her around, pushing on her back to make her bend over before grabbing her hips. “Boy, lube up my cock.”

  She heard Scott do it, the sound of Keith’s appreciative sounds.

  “Good boy. Now, girl. Beg me to fuck your ass.”

  “Please, Sir. Please shove your cock up your girl’s ass!”

  “Then back up here and sit on my cock, if you want it so badly.”

  He guided her. “Boy, reach between her legs and hold my cock for her.”

  Scott did. And her heart fluttered as she looked up into his blue eyes and saw his gaze focused on her, the sexy smile he wore.

  He blew her a kiss.

  She blew one back.

  Then Keith’s knob pressed against her rim, and instead of taking it easy, she shoved herself back and onto him, hard, moaning, enjoying his hiss of pleasure.

  “Damn, girl,” he said, his fingers digging into her hips. “I didn’t order you to do that but now that you have, I know you’re able to do it more often.” He reached around her, up, cupping her throat and stretching her body out as he pulled her against him.

  “Boy, you want into this pussy?” Keith asked.

  “Yes, Sir.”

  “Girl, you’d better do some begging on his behalf.”

  “Please, Sir. Please let your boy fuck your girl’s pussy!”