Playing With Others
Patience Bryce
Copyright 01/2003

They met at the restaurant, a chance for the two couples to get
to know each other before they went to the club.  Dinner was
pleasant enough...enough to put me a little more at ease.  It was
a pleasure to be in the company of another like-minded couple
deeply ensconced in a D/s lifestyle.  The other girl seemed as
nervous as I was, and I could relate to her at least on that
level.  She was obviously as attached to her master as I was to
mine, and didn't want to mess up and embarrass him.  I started to
relax.

Once we ordered, I felt a hand between my legs.  I know I
blushed, but I opened my legs wider as it was expected of me.  I
took a quick peek at Master, finding it hard to suppress a smile
at his naughtiness. He wasn't watching me; instead he was
intently looking at the other girl.  I'm not sure at what point I
understood what was going on.  I felt a finger going inside my
pussy, easing back and forth.  I finally got up the nerve to look
at the other man, and quickly looked away when I found his eyes
boring into mine, and the same type of smile on his lips.  They
were enjoying themselves.  I looked at the other girl, and she
was as flushed as I was.  Our eyes locked briefly and suddenly I
saw her look change, as she too realized what was going on.  Each
of us penetrated by a stranger, embarrassed, but more from the
fact that we were getting wet, a fact that we couldn't hide from
the probing fingers.  The waitress brought our food to the table
and each man removed his finger from the steamy wet orifices.
Master presented his finger to my lips, as the other man
presented his to his girl.  Obediently we both opened our lips,
knowing we were tasting each other's juices on our Masters
fingers.

The men go on eating and chatting away as though this were the
most natural thing in the world.  They finally make a comment
about how quiet their sluts are.  I had been content to just sit
and listen to the men talk, listening to the two voices swirl
around me.  I could feel Master's eyes boring down on me, and I
knew I was expected to participate in the conversation.  To make
the task more difficult, Master took my hand and placed in on his
crotch...where I could feel his hard cock.  Managing to clear my
throat, I haltingly asked the other couple how they had met and
how long they had been together.  Sometimes the other man would
make his girl answer, other times he gave the answers.  I found
myself enjoying watching the dynamics of their relationship
working.  I saw many similarities and my comfort level grew.

The men decided it was time to go to the club, and we got up. The
other girl and I headed to the restroom as the men took care of
the bill.  We were still a little nervous.  While washing our
hands, the other girl asked me if I thought I was ready for
tonight.  She giggled, saying that maybe she would be if she knew
what to expect.  We left the rest room and said our good-byes,
giving each other a supportive hug, as the men shook hands,
grinning enough to make me suspicious about their conversation. 
I shudder as he puts his arm around me and walks me to his car.
Drawing me close at the passenger door, he runs his hands between
my legs, to my crotch, feeling the wetness.  He whispers to me
that I obviously liked having another man fingering me in the
restaurant.  I blush and squirm.

The ride to the club is unusually quiet.  Once in awhile he looks
over at me, and smiles.  He's letting my own imagination take
care of things for now.  And I WAS busy thinking, pondering over
our many conversations about public play, and especially
including others.  I had no doubt tonight is the night.  A night
he would fulfill some of his wishes and desires.

Arriving at the club, he parks, gets our toy bag out of the back
and comes for me.  Taking my hand as he helps me out of the car
he asks me if I am ready.  He stares at me intently, but I look
back at him, and try to say with confidence, that I will do my
best to please him.  Leaning down he kisses me, runs his hand
down through my hair, telling me it was a good answer.

We slip easily into our routine, as he sits in the chair.  I open
the bag and bring out the pillow for kneeling on.  I present the
box with my collar in to him, and then brush my hair up off my
neck, bowing my head to ease the process of placing my collar
around my neck.  In that moment, I am oblivious to the others
already there.  It's a moment I never cease to cherish.  It's a
very calming moment, where I can find my center with my Master. 
Once the collar is in place, he runs his fingers through my hair
and brings his hands to my face, tilting it up towards him, and
kisses me again.  This kiss has such a different feel to it. 
This kiss reinforces that I am his.  He draws me up, and I put
the pillow away.  He has me disrobe in front of him, removing my
blouse, bra, skirt, and shoes. I now only am dressed in a garter
belt and stockings.

He sits there and looks me over, reaching out to touch, squeeze,
and pinch, taking his time teasing me.  I can't help but smile,
knowing he is enjoying himself.  This is my pleasure.  Out of our
bag, he pulls the restraints out and places them on my wrist and
ankles.  Directing me to a bar hanging from a chain off the
ceiling, he lowers it, then pulls it up until I am stretched the
slightest bit.  Comfortable, but not going anywhere!  I glance
over to the left and see the couple we had dinner with.  She is
already in similar garb, but still kneeling in front of her
Master, her head bowed into his lap as he caresses her back. My
Master walks around me, his hands touching me, stroking me.  I
involuntarily tremble in anticipation. Behind me he wraps himself
around me, I can feel that he has unbuttoned his shirt, pressing
his warm bare chest against my back.  I sigh contentedly.  His
hands find my ample breasts and squeeze them, firmly, then
harder.  His fingers trail to my nipples and pull them, twisting
them slightly.  His hand slides off my right breast and I feel
his body pull away slightly.  Suddenly his hand connects with my
exposed ass, making my body sway as I gasp in surprise.  His
hands rain smack after smack, as one hand is kept around me, on
my ass.  I feel the skin growing warm.  For the next half hour he
plays with me at his whim.  A variety of floggers and paddles are
used on my ass, back, thighs, as well as between my legs and my
tits.  He varies the sensation and then pulls close to me, making
me desire to take anything for him.  Every time he presses
himself against me I can feel his physical excitement.  I can't
hold back the whimpers and groans as he works over my body. My
skin anticipates a smack, but gets the feel of the soft
feathers...and just as my body craves more of that soft touch, a
paddle makes a loud SMACK as it hits my ass once more. 
Clothespins on my nipples and around my breasts, attached to a
string that he tugs on, reminding me that at some point he will
just yank them all off.  Relief for them to be off, but knowing I
have to suffer through them coming off.  Standing in front of me,
he toys with the clothespins, flicking them, making them move and
pull my skin.  I squirm and my discomfort is obvious.  He grins
at me.  Finally he grabs the end of the string the clothespins
are on, and watches my face.  As he gives a nod he yanks, and I
can hear and feel them in rapid succession...snap snap snap snap
snap....

Oh my god...

My voice becomes loud as the pain hits me, making me cry out a
gasp.  At the same moment, there is a heavy thud on my back, as
our big blue flogger is swung against me.  I look at him wide
eyed at the unexpected attack from behind.  I quickly look over
and see the couple from the restaurant playing at the chain web.
She is stretched wide and attached to it with her Masters full
attention. I feel a little confused, which Master seems to be
enjoying immensely.  Whoever is behind me continues to flay at my
back and ass as Master watches my body sway and jerk back and
forth.  He watches my eyes as well, as I meet them with my own.

Whoever the person is, stops swinging the flogger.  Things seem
to stand still for a moment, until I feel that person against my
back.  Hands come around and squeeze my breasts roughly, making
me wince.  Fingertips go to the nipples and pull and twist them,
making me squirm in place.  It was then I noticed the boy
kneeling nearby, watching. I lowered my head, wanting to look at
the hands pawing at me, when Master gruffly told me to keep my
eyes forward. It got VERY quiet in the dungeon and I glanced
around.  The couple we'd dined with was watching our little
group.  Master moved towards me and slipped a blindfold over my
eyes.  The last thing I saw was his blue eyes.

Without being able to see, I tried to quiet myself, so I could
pay attention and perhaps figure out what was going on. 
Fingernails down my back, and soft lips on my neck, tell me it is
another woman playing with me.  My body automatically tenses at
the idea of a woman touching me.  But who, I have no idea.  I
recall the boy, kneeling near by and wonder if it is his owner
behind me.  I can hear my own breathing.  I strain to hear more.
Next there is a scrape on the floor...a chair being moved?  Soft
talking around me, though words I can't quite make out.  A warm
hand is on my ass, caressing it.  A fingertip sliding down the
crack of my ass all the way down to my pussy.  I can't pull my
legs together...as a fingernail strokes across my already swollen
clit, as I gasp.  As much from the touch as the pleasure it
surprisingly brings.  I try not to respond, but I had already
been so aroused by Master, I can't hide it.  A murmur of approval
from the woman can be heard.  She draws her finger back to my
opening and penetrates me.  I feel my face turn red from her
intimate attentions. Working it in and out I can feel how wet she
finds me.

As she works me from behind, I feel hands on my legs, rubbing
them, from the ankles up. Shortly the hands are replaced with
lips...trailing up my thighs.  The double assault on my body
overwhelms my senses. A soft moan escapes my lips.   The mouth
stops for a moment; I can feel the cool air on the wetness left
behind, when suddenly the mouth is on me again...pressed against
my pubis mons...then quickly trailing up my belly to my tits. 
Hungrily my tits are mouthed, sucked and licked, each of them
back and forth, while another finger feels to be added into my
pussy.  My nipples become sensitive each time they are exposed to
the air. A tongue brushes lightly across them, teasing them.

I could hear footsteps now and then around me.  I grew confused
trying to figure out who was who. I couldn't tell where my Master
was.

Suddenly lips were on mine, a tongue pushing between my lips. 
Without thinking I turned my head away from the intruding mouth.
A mistake.  A hand grabbed my hair, twisted it, and made me turn
to accept the kiss.  I could only tell it wasn't Master, as they
were not tall enough.  I had no idea whether it was male or
female.  It was just ...someone...kissing me...probing my mouth.
The fingers in my pussy were pulled out and I felt empty.

This wasn't to last.

Hands were at my ankles attaching restraints, as hands reached up
to my wrists and released me from the bar.  My legs were pushed
apart and I could hear the click of the clamps attaching the
restraints to a spreader bar.

There's more scraping across the floor.  Master's voice <such a
relief to hear him! > telling me to lean forward as he took each
hand and guided it to grasp the arm of a chair. Hands grasped my
hips, pulling them back.  I felt something against the bottom of
my ass...probing.  I tensed when I realized it was a cock sliding
between my legs.  Master's voice comes from somewhere in front of
me, telling me to relax. I could feel myself shaking.  A hand on
my head, brushing through my hair, and I knew that this was
Master's touch.  I took a deep breath and let it out slowly,
forcing myself to be calm and accepting for him.  As soon as I
felt my body relax, the cock entered my pussy in one fluid
motion.  In surprise I lurched forward, and I brushed up
against...someone...sitting in the chair I was leaning over.

My pussy filled and stretched with a stranger's cock, as it
pulled back...and thrust forward again. I could feel my face
coloring again, as in the eerie quiet of the dungeon the wetness
of my pussy could be heard, as the cock worked in and out of me,
quick short bursts.

Masters voice is in my ear, telling me to open my mouth as his
hand applied a slight pressure to the back of my head.  The silky
skin of yet another cock glided past my lips.  A gasp as we made
contact from the male I was now fellating.  Master whispered my
instructions to me.  Suck him as though it was Master, but I must
not allow him to cum.  Already I could feel his vein throb
against my tongue.  A female voice from behind me, instructed the
owner of the cock that he was not allowed to cum.  That he could
fuck the girls mouth all he wanted, but orgasm will bring him a
lot of pain.  Then I realized, as I heard him moan, it had to be
the boy I had noticed earlier kneeling close by.

Soon we had a balance going from the thrusts of the cock in my
pussy to the stroke of my mouth down his shaft.  I could feel his
cock swelling in my mouth, his cock twitching.  I stopped moving
only to be prodded on with a slap to my ass.  Obediently my mouth
worked diligently on his cock, until I realized his moans and
whimpering meant he was dangerously close.  I pressed my tongue
as firmly as I could against the vein at the base of his cock...I
relaxed my mouth and sucked in cooler air, hoping for enough
respite to keep him from shooting his cum down my throat.

The cock in my pussy was shoved deep inside and held there, as
hips were ground against my ass.  Suddenly I heard the command
... to fuck the cock to show 'everybody' how much I wanted it.  I
froze only for a moment and realized my error and began to pull
up off the cock and then pushed my ass back, impaling myself on
it over and over again.  Murmurs rippled through the room. 
Riding the cock with my pussy, riding a cock with my mouth, I
soon forgot to take care not to make the boy cum.  It was now up
to him.

His whimpering got louder, and more plaintive...words were
interrupting each whimper...pleading to allow release...warnings
that he couldn't hold back.  But gruffly he was told he must or
he will suffer greatly for it.  His voice sounded as though he
was near tears.

Suddenly the cock was pulled from my pussy and simultaneously my
head yanked back by my hair...my mouth gaping open in surprise. 
A loud groan escapes the boy and I can feel his hot seed
splattering my face, dripping down my cheeks.  The blindfold was
taken off and I was inches away from the boys cock...still
drooling cum from the tip.  I could see a drop of cum sticking to
my long hair.

Hands at my ankles take the spreader bar from between my legs.  I
was helped up from my position and allowed a moment to stretch. 
The boy stood up and was handed a towel, which he used to wipe
off my face.  He grinned at me and whispered his thanks for a
great blowjob.  I wasn't sure what to say...and just shrugged. 
Master was at my side and told me to kneel once more, that I
still had a ... task...to complete.
I knelt next to him as he told me to open my mouth and close my
eyes.  I felt something entering my mouth and for a moment I
thought it was a cock.  I could taste my pussy juices...as Master
told me to open my eyes again.  I was sucking on the strap-on
that had just fucked me.  Cleaning up the fake cock I looked up
at the woman that had used me.  Masters foot nudged me and I
managed to thank her properly for fucking me.

Master took a seat in the chair and pulled me to him, allowing me
to lay my head on his lap as he brushed my hair out of my face,
straightening it down my back.  Attendees of the dungeon kept
approaching him, congratulating him on such a well-orchestrated
scene...as well as complimenting him on his slut's performance. 
I let the conversation float over me, as I relaxed and enjoyed my
closeness with Master as his hands continually moved over me,
soothing me.  Once in a while he would lean down and kiss the top
of my head, and assure me that I had indeed pleased him.


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