Sully grabbed her legs and pulled her closer to the edge, slung them over his shoulders. Then he looked at Mac. “Watch me while I taste my pet.”

Mac softly moaned and licked his lips. Sully lowered his head to her bare mound and gently swiped his tongue from her ready entrance all the way up, over her clit.

Clarisse loudly moaned.

Sully laughed and lifted his head. “Do you like that?”

“Yes, Master!”

“Hold slave’s cock while I do this, but don’t let him come or you’ll get five with the cane.”

When she wrapped her fingers around Mac’s cock, he worked his hips against her hand.

Sully leaned in to him. “If you come, remember she gets the strokes, not you. Is it worth it to watch her take them for you?”

His hips stilled. “No, Master.”

“Very good.” He lowered his head to her sex again and repeated his earlier motion. “By the way, pet, you may come.”

She gasped, not close yet but the fact that he was allowing her to climax unhinged her body’s need in a pleasant way. She wiggled her hips and enjoyed how he’d clamped his hands around her thighs, the feel of his hot mouth on her flesh.

Sully swirled his tongue around her clit, slowly, drawing it out, teasing her mercilessly.

Mac watched and licked his lips.

Sully pushed two thick fingers inside her, pumped them a few times. He pulled them out, then pressed his hand to Mac’s lips. Mac greedily sucked Sully’s fingers inside his mouth.

“See how she tastes?” Sully asked. “When you next get to taste her, it will be only after I’ve fucked her. Then you’ll taste me, too.”

He tightly gripped Mac’s chin. “Who do you belong to?”

“You, Master!” he gasped.

“And who does pet belong to?”

“You!”

Sully leaned over and kissed him, hard, crushing Mac’s lips. “All of her belongs to me—her body, her name, everything. Just like all of you belongs to me. You don’t get to kiss her lips or suck her clit or fuck her unless I say so. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Master!”

“Do you love my pet?”

“Very much, Master.”

Clarisse was caught in an emotional high not quite subspace, fired by her sexual need. She wiggled her hips, trying to get Sully to continue his oral explorations, but he hadn’t finished with Mac yet.

“You may love my pet as much as you want with your heart and soul. You will protect her and care for her, just as she’ll love and care for you. But you only get to have sex with her when I say it’s okay. If you disobey me, you’ll find yourself wearing a CB for years without relief. Do you understand, slave?”

“Yes, Master!”

“I will make sure your needs are taken care of as long as you obey me. I will be generous with my pet, but under my terms. Do you want to fuck my pet tonight?”

“Yes, Master! Please!”

“Then you keep behaving yourself and you’ll get to.” He looked at Clarisse. “Where was I?”

“Between my legs, Master,” she breathlessly gasped.

He chuckled. “Very good, pet.” He laved her clit with his tongue, then wrapped his lips around it and sucked, hard. The bite of pain, combined with the explosion of pleasure, quickly drove her over the edge with a scream. At the last second, she realized she had to release Mac’s cock or she’d risk jerking him off, and beyond that, coherent thought escaped her as she bucked her hips against Sully’s face.

Relentless, he continued working her swollen clit with his mouth until she whimpered and shivered on the bed. Only when convinced he’d wrung every last ounce of pleasure out of her did he release her with a final kiss to her clit.

“Very good, pet. Your performance earned slave a reward.” He looked down the other man’s body. Mac’s cock stood rigid, the thick veins well-defined against the engorged surface. “How did you enjoy that, slave?”

“She sounded wonderful, Master.”

Sully rolled Clarisse over, pulled her to her feet, and repositioned her at the end of the bed so her feet were on the floor and Mac’s head lay directly between her legs.

“Lean forward. Can you reach slave’s cock with your mouth like this? Don’t take him in yet.”

“Yes, Master.”

Sully rubbed her shoulders, slowly trailed his fingers down her back, gently stroking. “Slave, watch me fuck my pet. You will lick my balls and cock, but you may not lick or kiss pet between her legs.

Incidental contact is allowed. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Master.” Mac’s voice sounded low, almost slurred. Clarisse realized he’d slipped into subspace at some point. Her eyes were firmly fixed on his cock, her mouth practically watering in anticipation of wrapping her lips around the large head.

Sully suddenly grabbed her ponytail and pulled her head back, not roughly but not gently, either. “After I slide my cock inside you, you will go down on slave. If you do not make him come before me, he will not get relief and will not be allowed to fuck you tonight. You will keep sucking him until I’m done regardless of how many times he comes. You will swallow every drop.”

“Yes, Master.”

His hands slowly skimmed her back, to her hips. He used his feet to spread her legs a little more, and then she felt his stiff cock press against her entrance. “Ask me to fuck you, pet.”

She closed her eyes, “Please fuck me, Master! I want your cock inside me!”

He rammed home, deep, stretching her, drawing a gasp out of her.

But he didn’t withdraw.

Pressure from Sully’s hand on the back of her head reminded her of his command. She lowered her body on top of Mac’s and sucked his cock into her mouth as deeply as she could.

Mac groaned.

Then both of Sully’s hands tightly gripped her hips, his fingers digging in as he slowly fucked her. “Okay, slave. Lick my balls.”

Clarisse felt movement beneath her. From the way Sully’s breathing changed, she knew Mac was complying. “Very good, slave,” Sully gasped. He took his time fucking her, long slow strokes combined with short jabbing ones that stole her breath in a good way.

As she greedily sucked Mac’s cock, she realized for the first time in her life she felt totally wanted, desired.

Sexy.

She closed her eyes and enjoyed the moment, even when Sully occasionally swatted her ass with his hand while he fucked her.

Mac’s cock throbbed against her tongue. Then at the same time he let out a loud, low moan, she tasted his hot seed as he climaxed.

Within a few minutes, Mac had grown hard again in her mouth.

Sully’s pace changed, increased speed, the tempo more steady.

“That’s it, slave,” he panted. “Suck my balls. You know what I like.”

Clarisse gave up trying to help. She let Sully have total control of her body, using her.

Owning her.

She shivered, feeling the start of her own climb again. Before she could get there, he let out a loud cry and plunged deeper than before.

He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her up against his chest and off Mac’s cock.

She felt his heart race against her flesh, both their bodies slick with sweat. Then he pressed his lips to the side of her neck and mumbled, “I love you, Clarisse. I love you so much, baby. I swear to God, we’ll make you happy.”

“I love you too, Master.” She looked into Mac’s face. “And I love you.”

“You will call him Sir,” Sully whispered in her ear.

She grinned. “I love you, Sir.”

Mac’s smile lit the room. “I love you too, pet.”

Sully, his cock still buried inside her, nudged her to the side and face down onto the bed. Then he withdrew and straddled Mac’s face again. Mac’s mouth automatically opened. Clarisse rolled onto her side and watched, turned on beyond belief at the sight of Mac eagerly taking Sully’s cock like that.

She wanted to nose in there and help.

Sully stroked Mac’s cheek. “Do you like how she tastes? I think you’ll spend a lot of time tasting pet on my cock, won’t you?”

Mac nodded, but didn’t release Sully’s cock.

“Very good. Get me hard again.” Mac worked at him with his lips and tongue. Clarisse watched, her mouth gaping. A few minutes later, Sully tapped Mac on the head. “Very good. Stop, don’t make me come.” He stood and unclipped Mac’s wrist cuffs, then pulled them off him. “Wait here.” He retrieved something from the bathroom.

Clarisse realized it was a bottle of lube.

He stood at the end of the bed and studied them. “Pet, scoot up the bed. On your back, legs spread. Let slave taste you.”

She quickly changed position, her heart racing and sex throbbing as Mac knelt between her legs. Sully sat on the bed beside her where he could watch. “Make her come, slave. Make sure you stick your tongue deep inside her.”

Mac dove for her and she moaned at the sensation of his hot, eager mouth between her legs. Sully tangled his fingers in Mac’s hair, getting a good grip on him. “Do you taste me inside her, slave?” he growled in Mac’s ear.

He lifted his head. “Yes, Master.”

“Remember, she is my pet, and I am allowing you to taste her.”

Mac nodded but didn’t lift his head.

Clarisse felt another rapidly approaching climax spin through her core. She’d come damn hard the first time, and this one felt like it would be just as big.

Sully didn’t release Mac’s head. He sucked her nipples, nipped at one, then the other, alternating, just enough pain to enhance the pleasure Mac gave her.

“Come hard, pet,” he coaxed. “Scream again. I want to hear how hard slave makes you come. He doesn’t get to fuck you until he makes you come.”

Mac’s tongue dipped deep inside her, fucking her, then alternating with flicks against her sensitive clit. She was aware of her climax starting, an amazing flood of pleasure exploding inside her, driving the breath from her.