Play Date Ch. 02

Chapter 2: The Play Room

The room my Mistress, Ms. Jane, had rented for the four of us was one of the half dozen private play areas that the club had set aside for guests and was not what you would imagine a pleasure room in an SM Club would look like, well at least not what I imagined. This was no dungeon filled with leather tables and black paint, shadows draping every corner. The lighting was actually very good, not to bright but just soft and natural you could easily see every corner of the large room. There were no windows and the place must have been sound proofed because no matter how hard I tried I couldn't hear a whisper of the club just three floors below. I don't know how to even give the room justice through explanation, it was that beautiful. The carpet was a soft almost snowy white while the large wooden cabinets that lined the walls were the blackest of stains.

There was a single large couch pushed up to the far wall from and on either side of it were black doors, the same shade as the cabinets. Ms. Dianne stopped along one of the walls to admire a painting of cranes in flight, I stopped to admire her. Ms. Dianne was a friend of my Mistresses and she had to have been easily six foot five in the thigh high leather boots that she was wearing, She was a full bodied woman in every since of the word the tight black corset that she was wearing tonight showed that to her full advantage, I could never help but admire her body with her long blonde curls and her commanding presence. Her slave, Brain, wasn't half bad to look at either. He had long blonde hair as well but his only reached down to his shoulders and he kept it feathered and parted in the middle, he was wearing a pair of loose white cotton pants and a white long sleeved button up shirt. I wouldn't call it a dress shirt because there was no collar to it; he already had a collar about his neck a handsome brown leather one. Brian was right at six foot tall and was built wide at the shoulders but had the type of body that tapered down towards his feet. He was lean and I thought he was as cute as a new born puppy, and I think so did Ms. Jane.

Ms. Jane, my Mistress. How does a simple girl describe a Goddess? Do I tell you how she makes me glow whenever she looks at me or how my legs shake and my pussy tightens and starts to drip when she touches me? Maybe about the pure joy I feel when she smiles at me or the pure pleasure I get from giving her pleasure? Of course that's just how she makes me feel when I'm around her not what she looks like. Ms. Jane is my height, five foot five, she has long brown almost black hair that usually falls down to just past her shoulder's but tonight she had it up in a tight bun that was held together by a pair to of bronze hair sticks. Her body is curvy, not a perfect hourglass but her hips are wide while her waist is narrow. She was wearing a tight black dress skirt that came down to just above her knees, if you looked hard enough you could see the lines of the garters that were holding up her black stockings. Her top was a white button up dress shirt almost a mans cut but you could tell where it was fitted to hug against a woman's body, the classic cuffs of the shirt were held together with black cufflinks that had small diamonds in the center. She was business casual tonight while Ms. Dianne was decked out in the full fetish regalia.

There was a hungry look in my Mistresses eye's as she looked at Brian, I watched as Ms. Jane almost flowed like water against him from behind, her fingers tracing down the muscles of his back and shoulders through the loose shirt. She rose up on her toes pulled his hair to one side and kissed him softly just above the collar before she nibbled his earlobe. Ms. Jane was whispering into his ear, I couldn't hear what she was saying but what ever it was it caused the boy to turn crimson red from head to toe and an obvious bulge to form in the crotch of his pants. I was just standing and watching until Ms. Dianne let out a laugh and waved for me to come over to her. She was sitting back on the plush black couch with her long legs stretched out in front of her, her Shirley Temple curls shimming in the light.

"Come here Amber," She purred at me "I want to play with you."

Glancing back to Ms. Jane, her hands were up the front of Brian's shirt rubbing his stomach, as I walked over to Ms. Dianne. She was biting her lower lip and smiling at me as I kneeled at her feet and put my hands behind my back, waiting for her orders. I could feel my lips dripping as I kneeled there, my mind flashing back to earlier in the bar when she placed her palm over my sex and rubbed it so softly, just right. I could almost feel her fingers tracing along my lips, I had been between her legs already once tonight and I would gladly go once more into her if she would like me too. But I just kneeled, Ms. Dianne's eyes were on My Mistress and Brian behind me, I couldn't see what was happening but I sure wanted too.

"Strip for me Amber." Ms. Dianne ordered me, her voice soft.

I smoothly stood back up and as I rose to my feet I reached up and pulled my dress down past my shoulders and just let it fall off of me to the floor. Stepping out of it I didn't pause as unhooked and removed the black lace bra that held my breasts, it fell to the floor next to my dress. Ms. Dianne couldn't help but break out laughing when I had to reach down and unstuck the thong from between my lips as I slid it off and too the floor. Standing in front of her I laced my fingers behind my neck again and presented my self to her wearing nothing but my heels and a pretty pink leather collar. My thighs were shining from my own juices and my nipples hard like little brown diamonds.

Turning my head I glanced behind me and saw that Ms. Jane had already stripped Brian down to his own underwear, a white thong, and had even removed her own skirt showing her a black garter belt and stocking and that she herself wasn't wearing any panties what so ever. My eyes were torn away from her as I felt Ms. Dianne's fingers running through the little tuft of hair that I had above lips, the only hair on an otherwise smooth body. Her fingers danced across my skin but never went any lower as she stood towering above me, her other hand sliding across my chest and tracing circles around my nipples.

"Thank you Ms. Dianne" I managed to whisper out as I watched her milky white hands slide across my light brown skin, teasing the sensitive parts of my body.

"Don't thank me yet." She whispered in my ear as she removed her hands and walked past me, before I could turn and follow her with my eyes I felt something soft drape itself across my shoulder. It was her white skirt, I caught it before it slid off of me and hit the ground and as I reached over to place it onto the couch I saw her hips swaying as she walked to one of the cabinets. Her ass looked magnificent framed between her thigh high Leather boots and the black corset that she wore, she still wore the white satin panties that I had licked through to give her, her first orgasm of the evening.

My Mistress had unbuttoned the front of her white shirt and you could see her black opaque bra, as she rubbed against Brian. Her hand was sliding across the front of his still thong covered crotch and her other was in his hair pulling his head back as she licked and nibbled on his nipples. Ms. Dianne stepped behind Brian and slid something over the top of his head, at first I couldn't figure out what it was but then when she slid it all the way down to his chin I could see the dildo that she had strapped to his face. Ms. Jane burst out laughing when she saw it too but she didn't hesitate to step back and take her shirt off completely before ordering him down to the floor.

"On your back Brian," She smiled at him, "I'm going to ride that pretty little face."

Ms. Dianne squirted a dollop of lube on her finger and reached down between Ms. Jane's legs and I watched as my Mistress shuddered as the blonde slid the lube between her lips and rubbed it in. "Just to be safe babe, We're not as young as we used to be."

Brian had lain down on his back with the dildo jutting up from his chin, I watched as my Mistress stepped over his face straddling him. Brian's eyes were wide open as he watch Ms. Jane crouch down over his face and positioned the dildo beneath her, it looked as if his entire body shuddered as the dildo slid between her lips. Ms. Dianne stood above them before reaching down and pulling Brian's thong down his legs and off of him, his dick popped into the air as soon as she did. Ms. Jane glanced behind her as she slid down half way onto the dildo and laughed as she saw Brian's completely shaven groin. "I knew you were a Pedophile!" her whole body shook with laughter before she lost her balance and slid the rest of the way down the dildo.

Ms. Dianne turned red as she reached around and tugged on my Mistresses' trimmed pubic hair, "If I remember right, you're pussy was just as bald the first time I saw it." I watched as she slid a finger into her along side the dildo and Ms. Jane's body shuddered with pleasure as she started to slowly slide up and down on the rubber dick strapped to Brian's chin.

Ms. Jane looked to me as she dipped low taking the cock into her but stopping before getting to the point where Brian could reach her pussy with his tongue and just holding it there, teasing him as she spoke to me. "Amber, Get me a pair of cuffs please. They'll be in the cabinet."

They were, right where she said they would be, alongside one of the largest collections of fetish toys I had ever seen. Beautiful flogger's hung along side canes, paddles, leather cuffs and varied sizes and types of dildos. I wanted to stand and dig through all of the toys but I quickly grabbed a pair of black leather cuffs and took them to the ladies. Handing them to Ms. Dianne I watched as she pulled Brian's hands above his head and not wanting to have to move him to one of the rings embedded in the walls of the room she just cuffed them to the nearest foot of the cabinet.

My Mistress began to slide up and down on the dildo faster than she had before finding a rhythm where on every other thrust she would drop down low enough for Brian to just be able touch her lips with the tip of his tongue. Ms. Dianne grabbed me by the wrist and led me back to the couch where she took a seat watching them as I stood above her. She had a toy in her hand that I hadn't seen her grab earlier, it was another one of the straps like she had placed on Brian's face, She leaned over and slid it over her foot and pulled it all the way up over her boots and onto her thigh where she tightened it. I watched as she took the bottle of lube and squeezed some over the tip of the dildo before running her down the length of it like she was jacking it off. Without saying a word she crooked her finger at me and pointed to the dildo attached to her thigh, I bit my lip to hide my smile as I straddled her thigh and lowered myself onto it.

The dildo felt so good sliding into me, pushing through my lips and sliding across the nerves giving me goose bumps up and down my back. Staring into Ms. Dianne's eyes as I slowly impaled myself, her left hand snaked its way up to my hair before she pulled me to her and kissed me on the lips. I could feel her tongue filling my mouth as she traced circles around my asshole with the fingers of her other hand. Ms. Dianne suckled at my tongue as she slid two fingers into my ass and started to work her thigh up and down, pushing the large dildo farther into me with every thrust. She was controlling my whole body with those two fingers inside me, rocking me back and forth onto the rubber cock attached to her thigh; I couldn't help but moan right into her mouth. I put my hands on her shoulders to try and find some semblance of control of my movements but she just kept pulling me down onto the dildo while at the same time driving it into me with her leg.

Somehow I lost track of one of her hands. When your being fucked as well as she was fucking me it's easy to lose track of something like a hand, I didn't know I had lost it until I felt it twisting my nipples. That's what did it. As soon as Ms. Dianne twisted my nipple and I felt that pleasurable wave of pain shoot through my body, I just started to shake. Tearing my lips away from Ms. Dianne's I buried my face into the back of the couch next to her head and started to roll my hips faster into her thigh, just fucking my self on that Dildo, I was so close.

"Don't come yet baby," Ms. Dianne whispered into my ear as she twisted my nipple again, "You don't want too before you Mistress does, do you?" She took her fingers from my ass and slapped me hard across the butt cheeks as I fucked into her.

"Ahh!" I couldn't even express words, it was so hard not too orgasm. Just holding it right on that edge.

"Look at her, Look at your Mistress enjoying herself."

Turning my head I watched as my Mistress was leaning back on one hand while she rode the dildo that was attached to Brian's chin, her hair still perfect in the bun and her nipples extremely visible through the sheen bra. Poor Brian, his eyes were riveted on the sight that was happening on his face just out of licking distance. His dick was standing tall, hard as it was going to get until someone decided to use it or at the very least touch it. I could hear Ms. Jane's moans as the Dildo brushed across her g-spot every time she pushed down onto it. I slowed the pace of my own fucking to mimic the fluid and graceful motions of hers, trying to feel what she was feeling but Ms. Dianne kept driving the dildo into me with her leg. It felt so fucking good.

Ms. Dianne was kissing my neck and down my shoulder, the gentleness of her lips was such a contrast to the pace that she was driving the dildo attached to her thigh up into my pussy. My eye's were glued to the Ms. Jane fucking herself, who had leaned over across Brian's face with the dildo buried completely inside of her as he was flicking at her clit with his tongue, her hips rolling across his face. I couldn't help but moan as I saw the beads of sweat rolling across her curves and watches as she started to shake and increase the pace of her grinding. When it finally happened she just froze, with her eyes closed shut and mouth wide open, you could hear a moan start deep in her stomach and just raise itself through her entire body as she gushed onto Brian's face. Ms. Dianne slapped me on the ass and bit into my shoulder as soon as she heard the guttural yell of pleasure. I came as soon as she drove the dildo completely into me, forcing my face into the couch to muffle my mewling.

I couldn't seem to stop shaking as I sat there straddling Ms. Dianne's thigh with a dildo making my pussy feel so full. My arms wrapped around her neck like I was holding onto a life preserver, Ms. Dianne was holding me so gently as she kissed and nibbled on my earlobe waiting for me to come back down.

"Thank you, Ms. Dianne. Thank you." I somehow managed to stutter it out while still not seeing clearly.

She lightly patted me on the ass as she pushed me up off of the dildo and sat me down on the couch, "Your welcome Baby," She brushed a lock of hair out of my face and behind my ear before glancing over at Ms. Jane still laying across Brian's face, with the dildo in her. "Now let's get your Mistress off of my Brian before she smothers him."

We both laughed as she got off of the couch and slid the toy down her boots and off of her leg just letting it drop to the floor. I stayed on the couch because; well my legs were still not wanting to work. She patted my Mistress on the back trying to wake her from her post-orgasmic stupor, and succeeded and getting her to roll off of Brian's face and onto the floor. Brian had the biggest smile across his face that I've ever seen on a boy who still had a rock hard erection. Ms. Jane's juices were glistening across his face and his eyes were almost glazed over. My Mistress did eventually find her feet with Ms. Dianne's help; she stumbled her way to the couch and lowered herself down next to me. My Mistress smiled before she leaned over and kissed me on the lips, my tongue finding itself dancing with hers in my mouth.

When her lips left mine I saw Ms. Dianne leaning finally removing her panties, it took her a second to work them down her boots but when she did it revealed a sparse but trimmed blonde bush over her glistening lips. I wanted to drop down to my knees and worship her sex again but as I looked to Ms. Jane for permission they both busted out laughing. I couldn't help but blush, trying to hide a smile, as both of them had read my mind.

Ms. Jane cupped my chin with her hand as she whispered into my ear, "No fresa, that pussy is mine tonight."

I looked up too Ms. Dianne and she smiled and blushed demurely as she heard what was said, before looking over to the still handcuffed and hard Brian laying on the floor.

Ms. Jane followed her eyes and saw the boy splayed across the floor, his head up watching us. She kissed me again this time softly before she stood and taking Ms. Dianne's hand began to walk into one of the attaching rooms. When they got to the door she turned to me, "Amber, Brian's yours tonight. Have fun."

My mouth opened and closed several times as I tried to find some words, any words before I finally just blurted out, "What am I supposed to do with him?!"