Adult Bookstore Attorney Ch. 05

"That was fun," she said. "But I think I would like to watch you ride it now."

I wasn't sure how to react. I wanted to ride it, but without permission from Mistress Cecilia to cum, I wasn't sure how I would be able to withstand my body's desire. Plus given what I had learned last week at the product show, I wasn't sure if my mind would even let me climax without permission. As stressed as I was with just a regular vibrator last week, if I couldn't cum but while riding this beast, I was afraid I would go insane.

"I don't think that is such a good idea," I said weakly and without conviction.

Simone walked around me again placing her hands on her shoulders as she had done before. This time though, I smelled her distinctive feminine musk of arousal. It made me a little light headed. She smelled divine. I knew I couldn't resist her, but I wanted to try. I wanted her to seduce me. I'd be an easy mark. I'm sure she knew that. But she seemed to be enjoying our game. The fact that I was in a stranger's house waiting for another sub's husband to come home only made it more exciting.

"Margaret told me about your performance at the product show. I was so proud of her for including your delivery service with our order. She must have known I would want to meet you," she cooed into my ear. My resolve was dissolving with every syllable. "She told me how she read your face and that you wanted to cum so badly when demonstrating the vibes. Why didn't you?"

I tried to fight back my emotions. But my breath was already getting shallow and my heart rate was already going up. "I didn't want to get the store in trouble by having sex on the sales floor," I lied. Then I added, "I heard they had some problems with the law a few weeks ago."

"I don't think that was the reason," she said confidently. She also left my backside and walked over to a cabinet. "Guys cum in those places all the time."

"I was just faking how the vibes worked," I countered.

"That's not what Margaret said," Simone responded. "She was quite specific that you were using them and was amazed the level of control you had to keep from coming."

I didn't say anything in response to that. I was fascinated, however, as she opened the cabinet on the wall revealing a very neatly arranged collection of restraints. I should have expected nothing less from her.

"At first I didn't believe her," Simone continued. Her silky voice going straight from my ears to my pussy. "I figured nobody could be that well trained. How exciting it must have been for you to be masturbating in front of all those people. But you held back."

I took notice that she used the word trained. She obviously assumed I was a sub. I was starting to feel light headed. She had not even given me a command yet, but I was ready to obey her no matter what she ordered.

"Now I see for myself that you are very strong minded. I bet around your dominant that is not the case. Do you serve and man or a woman?"

"Both," I whispered. "But I only have a Mistress, not a Master."

"And why is that. Don't you like cock?" she asked.

"I love cock," I replied. Again in a whisper. "It's just that Mistress Cecilia was the one who captured my heart."

"I understand," she said. "And did she tell you not to cum without permission?"

"Yes," I said starting to get my voice back. "It is a standing order."

"Then you were a very good girl during your demonstration. Margaret told me when you came to the counter that you looked more haggard like you had been close to cumming in the back office after the show. Was your Mistress waiting for you?"

"No," I confessed. "I was hoping Tom the owner of the store would give me permission."

"But he is not your Master," she said sounding confused. She also was continuing to pick restraints out of the cabinet.

"No, he is not," I replied. "But Mistress works for him and she has shared me with him."

"Of course. A fine arrangement," Simone replied. "Now do be a dear and take your clothes off so I can see what this toy can really do."

We had just finished discussing how I serve Mistress Cecilia and yet Simone matter-of-factly just told me to strip. If I wasn't so horny to try the Sybian, I probably could have resisted her. But who was I kidding. She had me when I first heard her voice by the pool and the fact that she was drop dead gorgeous had me ready to drop to the floor and kiss her toes if she asked. I did as she commanded.

It didn't take me long to get naked. When I was, Simone tossed me a pair of leather wrist cuffs and ankle cuffs. "Put these on," she told me. She obviously was not concerned that I belonged to another. At that moment, neither did I. I quickly wrapped the soft leather around my wrists and buckled them tight against my skin. This simple act of submission drove my arousal higher. The ankle cuffs were more of a challenge, but soon I had them affixed as well. It was then Simone told me to straddle the table and stand over the Sybian. I took notice that she didn't tell me to sit on it yet. So of course, I didn't. As I hovered over the device that had just given Margaret so much pleasure, I dripped in anticipation. Although I don't think Simone noticed, yet, my secret was about to be discovered.

Simone moved behind me and was holding a spreader bar that she deftly slid under the table and speedily connected to my ankles. I had to stress my thigh muscles in order to flex wide enough to accommodate the spreader and still not sit down on the Sybian. I suppose that was her plan.

With my legs secure, I watched Simone stand on the edge of the table in front of me. At first I wondered what she was doing. Then I noticed a chain in her hand that she was stretching and attached to a hook in the ceiling. In doing so, she managed to put her wet, smelly pussy right in front of my face. There was no doubt in my mind that was not an accident. My hands were still free so I could have grabbed her hips and buried my face between her legs. No doubt we both would have enjoyed that, but I still wanted to show her I was not an out of control slut.

Once the chain was in place, she told me to raise my arms. Using a carabineer, she efficiently attached my wrists to the chain. I was now stretched vertically with very little movement available to me. In fact, I wasn't entirely sure I could lower myself enough to hit the Sybian's nub. Maybe that was part of her diabolical plan. How mind numbing would it be if only my outer labia could hit the buzz but my clit could not. That was an awful thought. Simone's solution wasn't much better. Or maybe it was. Either way I was about to find out.

Margaret and Simone had both used the Sybian with just the primary nub installed. But Margaret had also ordered a couple of optional attachments. One was a thick six inch long dildo. Simone picked it up and examined it. If her intention was to make me ride that, I would be happy to have my height restricted. I wasn't sure I wanted that whole thing inside of me, but my hanging wrists would have saved me an inch or two. But it was accessory number two that Simone chose. Although smaller, it was definitely scarier. At least it was scarier for me since I was still praying I would be able to hold back my orgasm.

Accessory two was a smaller curved dildo. It was about 3 inches long and not as wide as the other one. What made it special was it was shaped to find a woman's g-spot. I could only imagine how that would feel at the max speed of 6,500 rpm. One thing I was sure of was that I would not be able to wait for permission to cum. My real question is could I stop cumming.

The second reason accessory two was special was it also had a similar dildo shaped for the anus. Simone held this double dong attachment up and looked at it. It was clear she had made her choice.

"I doubt I would need to lube the side for your pussy, but I'll be nice and grease your ass for you," she said with a smirk. "I was taught to always take it easy on a new ass the first time you fuck it."

I didn't want to tell her that I'd used my ass enough the last few weeks that she could have just used some pussy juice to lube the toy and I would have opened right up for her. Maybe if she thought I was a newbie, she would go easy on me.

She stood behind me again and slid the g-spot attachment into my pussy. As we both knew, it went in easily. I'm not sure if she expected me to moan already, but I couldn't help myself. "Don't let that fall out," she told me. She left it hanging inside of me while she went to retrieve a bottle of lube. I tried to clamp down on the dildo, but I was too wet and it fell out of me. I heard it hit the Sybian and then hit the floor. Simone didn't even turn around, but I heard her chuckle. "Margaret would get a whooping if she ever let that happen."

She returned wearing a rubber glove and carrying the lube. She left the attachment on the floor for the moment while she greased my asshole and finger fucked it a bit to make sure I was ready. When I moaned again she reached around with her other finger and teased my clit. I was just about to ask her to just fuck me with a strap-on instead (I am sure she had one) when she stopped and picked up the attachment off the floor.

"Margaret keeps the floor spotless," she said proudly, "but I'm sure you want to wash this before it goes inside of you."

I briefly thought she meant she was going to go wash it in the sink or have Margaret do it for her. Instead she stood back up and pressed it against my lips. It wasn't the first time, nor would it be the last I'm sure, that I tasted my own juices on a dildo. I'm sure it was more for Simone's visual pleasure as I sucked the small phallus into my mouth than a need to clean it. I had noticed that Margaret kept the house impeccable. Whether it was for Simone's amusement or not, I was soon done to her satisfaction with my ass prepared to receive the toy. She inserted both sides. Of course I moaned again. She then had me position myself over the Sybian, but I wasn't quite able to reach the connector for the attachment. Simone had to stand on the table again and lower my wrists by one rung on the chain. I was struck by an overwhelming desire to press my face to her pussy. But I didn't. I figured at some point she may meet Mistress Cecilia and I wanted to be sure she reported back what a good sub I was to her.

Finally I was attached and Simone turned the control knob to number one. The Sybian sprang to life and my hips began to move on their own. I didn't mean to do it, but I began to grind myself down on both dildos. Since Simone had lowered my wrist by just a couple inches, I could just barely control the angle of penetration and to a lesser extent, raise and lower myself about an inch. The vibrations felt amazing. At that speed, I wouldn't cum, but it still felt great having both my holes penetrated and feeling the same thing. I wondered how fast Simone would turn me up and at what point it would get too strong to resist. But I would have to wait at least a few minutes for that. What I didn't have to wait for was an almost sadistic look from Simone and a request to give her Mistress Cecilia's cell phone number. She said she would call and try to get permission for me to orgasm. She also indicated that she would try to secure my services on a more permanent basis. I didn't want Cecilia to know about this event at all so I declined. Simone simply said, "OK. When you are ready you will tell me."

Simone turned the Sybian up to two and then said she would be right back. I watched her walk out of the room and wondered how long I was going to hang there on tease mode. Margaret was the first to return and she was holding a blindfold. At first I wondered if it was for her, but Simone followed her quickly into the room and grabbed the blindfold and quickly removed my sight.

"I'm sorry Susan," she told me. "You have been a good sport, but I need to cum now and I don't want that to distract you from your own needs." I turned my head toward her even though I couldn't see her. I then heard her direct Margaret to turn the speed to three. The vibrations were starting to get to me. Two was bearable, but three was getting intense. Still not fast enough that I couldn't resist, but it was definitely going to put me on edge.

The noise from the Sybian and my moans were filling the room. But that didn't mean I didn't hear Simone say, "Eat me bitch!"

Soon I was treated to a running commentary about Margaret's pussy eating skills while my own pussy continued to get stimulated. In my mind I could see the beautiful Simone sitting in the chair while Margaret knelt between her legs. At that moment, I would have traded the vibration of the Sybian for the ability to trade places with Margaret. Based on her scent, I'm sure Simone tasted phenomenal and if the sounds of pleasure she was making was any clue, Margaret was an expert pussy licker.

I wished I could have watched the two women in front of me. I wished they would turn the Sybian up just a little bit higher. I wished Simone would pull me between her own legs or even let me eat Margaret. But none of that happened. Instead I just had to hang there being teased while I listened to Simone have a very noisy climax. God how I wished I could have seen that. For a moment I had the thought that her orgasm might cause her to have mercy on me and force me to cum by turning the Sybian way up, but it didn't. She still wanted Cecilia's number and she wasn't about to take no for an answer.

What she did do was instruct Margaret to turn the Sybian up to four. Now it was getting tough for me. While she adjusted the dial, Margaret reminded Simone that her husband would be home soon. I wasn't sure why this mattered, but if I was still here, Simone knew I wasn't against getting some cock, so I wasn't too worried about it. Simone then ordered Margaret to start sucking my right nipple. Simone took the duty of sucking my left one. As you know, I love having my nipples sucked and this was cruel torture. Simone gave instructions to gently, teasingly in fact, lick my nipple. She knew the agony that would create. I wasn't going to last long at this rate.

Once again Margaret took a momentary break from licking me to remind Simone that her husband would soon be home. It almost sounded like she wanted Simone to leave. Begrudgingly Simone stopped licking my other nipple and said "ok."

"Here's the deal Susan. I'd love to go on teasing you for a few more hours," she told me. (I silently gasped to myself. A few more hours?) "But playtime is almost over." With that she turned the Sybian on full speed for just a second and then back down to one. For just a brief moment I saw stars and also learned the potential of what kind of pleasure I could receive.

"I don't want to fight you any more," Simone said. "Give me your Mistress' phone number. I'll text her a picture of you and ask if I can make you cum. Your other option is to leave now without a climax. You can do whatever you need to on your own. The clock is ticking though. You have five seconds to decide."

I couldn't bare the thought of not climaxing strapped to the Sybian. Simone had defeated me. I thought I could just ride it for a while and enjoy myself, but she broken my spirit and my submissive side needed to come out. I told her I would give her Cecilia's number, but that she had to start a video chat so Cecilia could see me and give me permission to cum. I prayed Cecilia wouldn't be mad. If Simone turned up the Sybian it wouldn't matter if Cecilia wanted me to orgasm or not. I was going to cum. The only question was whether I'd be punished later.

Mistress Cecilia didn't seem surprised that I was calling or even question how I got in the position I was in. Cecilia had obviously been told by Tom I was delivering the Sybian and probably figured I would have to try it. She was happy to temporarily cede control of my body to Simone (thankfully) on the condition that she slowly raised the speed of the Sybian until she figured I couldn't hold out any longer. In other words, it was a test of my ability to control my lust. A test I knew I would fail.

Simone held the phone so Cecilia could watch me struggle not to cum while Margaret slowly inched the speed higher. I was squirming as much as my bindings would allow and humping the top of the Sybian as best I could trying to cum. I didn't care if I got punished later. I needed to orgasm. Just then, I heard a ding from the kitchen. It was like a doorbell but higher pitched. I heard Simone say, "shit!" and then "take the phone" and heard her run out of the room. Her heels were clicking away on the hardwood floor. I heard Margaret chuckle and say beneath her breath, "she's going to be in trouble."

But I didn't care. Margaret chose that moment to skip speeds eight and nine and went right to speed ten. I exploded. Quite literally. The vibe on my g-spot did what it was intended to do and Mistress Cecilia and slave Margaret got an up close and personal view as I squirted woman-cum off the top of the Sybian and into the room. I couldn't see it, but I'm sure I made a mess. It felt like a gallon to liquid came out of me. I'm sure I hit Margaret and I had no doubt there would be a puddle on the table.

"That was amazing, Susan," I heard Cecilia say. "You have got to buy one of those for us."

I was out of breath and could barely ask Margaret to turn off the torturous device. When finally the room was quiet, I heard a door open and a man's voice say, "Margaret, I'm home." She replied, "We're in the play room." Then she told Cecilia we would call her back later. She hung up before Cecilia could respond. Her husband spoke again, "I'll be a couple of minutes."

I wondered what was happening. Margaret first released my ankles and then my blindfold. Looking around, my eyes had to adjust to the light and then I saw the extent of my messy climax. Margaret's chest was wet as was the floor. She then stood on the table to release my wrists from the chain. Her pussy was right at face level just like Simone's had been. Had I not been totally spent, I probably would have licked her to try and get back at her for her teasing my nipple. But I didn't have the energy.

She removed my wrist cuffs and I began to rub my arms to get the circulation flowing again. About 30 seconds later I had finally regained enough composure to ask about her husband and why Simone had run off.

"That's complex," was all she said. "He's got a nice cock though if you want him to fuck you. I'm sure he would enjoy that."

That was not what I was expecting her to say. Post orgasm under normal circumstances I might have taken her up on her offer to fuck her husband, but I figured it was better to just sneak out like Simone had done. I grabbed my clothes and quickly dressed. I looked disheveled, but I just had to make it out the back door and then around to my car. Margaret could explain why I was parked in the driveway. She seemed to understand my unstated plan. She took my hand and led me out of the room. We got down the hallway almost to the kitchen when I made the mistake of looking toward the front door. My gasp gave me away.

There were three men standing just inside the door with their backs to Margaret and me. Simone was kneeling in front of them. Her mouth was tightly sealed against the cock of the man in the middle while her hands were busy stroking the other two men.

"I told you it was complicated," Margaret repeated. "My husband had an affair with Simone. She was a submissive little slut that worked in his office. I thought our marriage was over. But then as we talked though it, I realized how he was describing what he did to her excited me. After I admitted that his dirty talk of the things he would do to her had made me wet, he dominated me for the first time. Things kind of evolved from there. Simone became my Mistress when we all realized she liked to switch when we played together. She still submits to any man strong enough to take her. We both service my husband and they both like to humiliate me by having me be their maid. But I love it and if they let me, I would drop down and eat your pussy better than anybody ever had done before."