All I Ask of You

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She sent it to both of them asking if they liked them and what would they do to them. Chris replied first, talking about how amazing they were and how he would love to kiss and lick them gently. Nick... well, as she read Nick's message she could feel herself getting more and more turned on. He talked about having her tied up, helpless, teasing them and pulling on them. He talked about licking and sucking and biting and as she read she rubbed her clit faster. Her phone pinged again and she paused to read it - Nick again.

"You're playing with yourself right now aren't you..."

"Yes.'

"Are you close"

She looked at the message, her fingers were on her clit as she whimpered slightly.

"Yes." She managed to send back.

"Cum for me my angel of music."

She exploded, dropping the phone with one hand twisting her nipples hard as the other rubbed her clit even as the orgasm washed over her. The intensity of it took her by surprise and even as she was orgasming she kept rubbing and it sent her into another orgasm. She lay back panting; thoughts of Nick and Chris filled her head with all she could imagine.

The week following that night had been almost uneventful by comparison. She had received messages from both Nick and Chris checking that she was alright and had told them she was fine. If she was honest she was loving feeling so desired and wanted but was also trying to understand exactly the situation she had ended up in. On the one hand she had Chris - soft, gentle, romantic and inspiring. He was like a handsome, warm blanket that wrapped around her making her feel safe and warm whilst still exciting her. On the other hand, she had Nick. His dark intensity on confidence made her feel like she was his to take by right. Wryly she couldn't help but realise that Mel had cast them perfectly. There was something dark and mesmerising about Nick and his charisma whilst Chris was the sweeter lighter version. She came to the realisation that at the minute she couldn't decide which of them she wanted more and figured that she would have to see how it all played out.

It came around to rehearsal night and it was Chris' turn again to run through their parts this week. They were moving towards the final performance now with only two weeks of rehearsals left. She arrived early and got into costume. She was almost fully dressed when there was a tap at the door. "Come in." She called out as she struggled with the final zip at the back. The door opened and in stepped Chris - fully dressed up in his nobleman's attire. She couldn't help but stare at him - he looked so handsome framed in the doorway for that brief moment before he gently closed the door behind him and walked over to her. He seemed almost hesitant, a bit shy and she turned her bare back towards him. "Could you help me with this zip please?"

He reached out and she felt the lightest touch of his fingers against her spine - it sent shivers over her skin and she felt something clench now within her as she tried to focus. Now was not the time to get distracted just before the rehearsal. As she turned back around he was smiling, a slightly cheeky smile as he looked her up and down. "You look stunning - I was going to ask if you fancied grabbing a drink afterwards?"

"I'd love to."

She smiled back as he opened the door for her out into the theatre. Their songs were perfect, passionate. This time the kiss was a deliberate choice on their part. His hands were warm and gentle on her as they sang their duets and moved across the stage like they had always worked together. As the rehearsal wore on she could feel herself getting more and more excited at his gentle little touches and caresses. Before long they were done and she was back in the changing room stripping out of her dress. She hung it up carefully before slipping back into the light summer dress she had chosen for tonight. With the small strappy heels on she made her way out to find Chris. He was waiting by the front door and his face lit up when he saw her.

"Where do you suggest?" She realised that he probably wasn't as familiar with the bars around here as she was so she took his hand and led him through a few different streets until they arrived at a bar she knew served good cocktails. She ordered herself one and smiled as he ordered the same for himself. Once they had their drinks they went to sit out in the garden out the back. Trellises and benches were set up all around creating little alcoves and they slid into one together. It wasn't long until they were both chatting - discussing music, films and other stuff they had in common. After a few cocktails she reached out to stroke his arm gently and was pleasantly surprised when his hand slid down to gently stroke the skin of her bare legs. He had that slightly cheeky smile on his face again and as she finished her drink she took a leap - suggesting they head back to hers for more drinks.

He seemed very eager so they walked out of the bar and found to the taxi rank. He had taken her hand again and pulled her in close. She enjoyed the warmth of him pressed against her and as they slid into the taxi she was sure he had run his hand down over her ass. She could feel just how turned on she was getting and she was really glad it wasn't far to her house. They arrived there quickly and she let them in the front door. As soon as they were in she pushed it closed behind them and pushed Chris against the wall, leaning up to kiss him. She had been so turned on for the last hour she knew she wanted him.

Their kiss was nothing like the chaste brief one from the other week. His momentary surprise quickly evaporated and her kiss was returned with equal passion. With him pressed to the wall her hands roamed over his body. She slipped the jacket from his shoulders as his hands slid over her hips and ass. She could feel his growing arousal pressing against her stomach and slowly sank to her knees in front of him. There in the hallway of her house she flicked open his belt and opened his pants. There was a large and still growing bulge in his boxers that she gently ran her nails over eliciting a sigh of pleasure from him. She pulled down the front and reached to grip his cock...

It was long and hard and throbbed in her hand as she stroked it gently, sliding the skin back over the head. Unable to wait any longer she lowered her lips and kissed it softly. Chris's sighs of pleasure urged her on and she slowly began to take it into her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down the length, tasting him, teasing him with her tongue as her nails scratched down his thighs. She began to suck harder and faster, taking him further into her mouth as she slowly caressed his length with her hands. His hands were flat against the wall either side of him as she worked his almost full length in and out of her mouth now. She could feel his body trembling and tensing up and knew he was getting close. She knelt back onto her heels, pulled her dress down with one hand exposing her breasts and stroked his cock hard twice pointing it down at her tits...

"Oh god..."

Chris exploded, stream after stream of his cum splashing out to cover her large breasts. It seemed to go on forever and he was panting by the time he finally finished. She squeezed the last out and looked down smiling a particularly satisfied smirk looking at the cum all over her. She stood up and the dress slid down over her hips to pool on the floor around her ankles. Unhooking her bra, she let it fall and then started walking up the stairs. Halfway up she turned to look at Chris who seemed mesmerised watching her swaying hips, crooked a finger at him beckoning him to follow her and made her way into the bathroom turning the shower on. She slipped out of her panties, bra and heels and stepped into the shower, wondering just how long it would take Chris to join her. She got her answer a few heartbeats later as the door to the bathroom opened and He stepped inside.

She soaped her breasts down as she watched him quickly strip, he was already half hard again as he stepped into the shower behind her and she leaned back into his chest. As she rubbed the soap all over her body she smiled as he reached around her to cup her breasts and play with them, the shower quickly washed the soap away and she turned back around. She lifted one leg onto the edge of the bath and leaned against the wall, running her fingers over her very aroused clit. Without saying a word Chris sank to his knees in front of her and ran his tongue the length of her slit making her whimper. She was so incredibly turned on that as he gripped her hips and sucked on her clit she could feel herself getting close to her own orgasm. She pulled his head away just before she reached her peak and smiled at his confusion. Turning off the shower she stepped out and grabbed a towel rubbing herself down then doing the same to Chris before leaning up to kiss him passionately, their tongues twisting as she pulled their naked bodies towards the bedroom.

Once in the bedroom she pushed him back into the bed so he was lying on his back. She slid onto the bed next to him and took his almost fully hard cock back into her mouth. She knelt on the bed sideways to him and slowly bobbed her head up and down on his hard cock enjoying the slower pace this time. His arm stretched out and he ran his fingers up her thighs until he found her wet pussy. Slowly he pushed his fingers inside her making her moan around his cock. She felt him playing with her wet hole as she slowly took him in and out of her mouth. He was very good with his fingers and seemed to be hitting all the right spots inside. She knew that she was starting to get close now and moved, raising herself up over him she gripped his cock and lowered herself down into it.

Her moan of pleasure matched his as she slowly slid his length inside her. It filled her fully as her hips rested on his. She froze there for a moment, enjoying the feeling of fullness with him buried inside her. As his hands slowly gripped her hips she began to rock back and forth slowly moving him inside her carefully. As she began to move faster she felt his finger digging into her hips tighter urging her on as she started to lift her ass a bit more to slide it down his length again. She could hear his breathing speeding up now as he tried to move his hips in sync with hers. He drove himself up and into her with every downward movement of her body. As she slammed down on to him she could feel the tension in his longs telling her that he was getting close.

She raised herself up off him and gestured for him to move behind her. Getting down on all fours in the bed she watched as he quickly rose to his knees behind her and lined up his cock before slammed it into her hard. She whimpered with each thrust of his cock now, she could feel herself building towards the climax that she had been on the edge of so many times tonight and she knew it was going to be a mind shattering one. His fingers were digging into her hips as he movements became more desperate, less controlled she knew he was close. "Cum in me Chris, cum for me."

With a loud groan of pleasure, she felt him thrust deep inside her and as he began to explode she felt her own orgasm rip through her leaving her gasping. She collapsed down from all fours into the sheets bringing him with her still firmly pushed deep inside her, she could feel his seed filling her up and shook under him unable to speak as the waves of pleasure washed her away. She felt him slowly slide out of her and collapse onto the bed breathing heavily. He reached over and pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly as they both drifted off into a satisfied slumber.

The next morning, she woke up slowly and half asleep stretched out to find the bed empty. Coming out of her doze rather sharply she looking around, realised Chris wasn't there and picked up her phone. She noticed she had a message waiting: "Anna, last night was amazing - I woke early as I have work today but you looked so peaceful I didn't want to wake you. Hope we can catch up soon, your Raoul". She smiled put her phone back down and curled up under the quilt - she had nowhere to be until much later.

It had been a couple of days and she had been messaging Chris a lot, he was flirty and flattering and sweet. She liked him a lot but as it edged closer towards Nick's final rehearsal with her she found they were messaging a lot as well, and he seemed the antithesis of Chris. Whereas Chris had seemed happy to let her lead everything about Nick seemed to be dominant. And it turned her on like very little else. He had a dark intensity that captured her imagination and she found herself wondering what sex would be like with her dark, dominant Phantom. Doing this performance had awoken new levels of passion and excitement within her and she found herself planning her clothes for the night in the days before.

She ended up choosing leggings that showed off her amazing legs, a short skirt that covered her ass (she was proud of that ass) and a top that unzipped all the way down the front. From the tone of their messages she had no doubts that something might happen tonight and found herself excited at the thought of him taking charge.

The rehearsal was electric - there was something in his eyes that made her insides melt, she could feel the desire in every touch, every look and word - sung and spoken. As the rehearsal went on she could feel the dampness between her legs as her arousal took hold - she knew tonight she would be anything he wanted. The rehearsal ended and she fled to her changing rooms, trying to control her breathing as she quickly changed out of her costume. The door opened softly, no knock, then closed softly. She knew it was him without turning. She had just finished dressing N with her back to the door. She heard his slow measured footsteps as he crossed the small room to stand behind her.

"Do you want me Anna? Do you want to be mine tonight?"

"Yes Sir."

The words were out her mouth without conscious thought as she felt his arms snake around her waist pulling her into him. She could feel his shaft, already hard and throbbing against her ass. She wiggled her hips a tiny fraction back against him as one of his hands slid up to grip her throat. He turned her round tilting her head up. She didn't realise she had closed her eyes, lost in his embrace until he commanded her to open them. She looked up at his green intense eyes and a shiver of pleasure ran through her at what was promised inside them.

He nodded softly, took her hand and led her out. They made the way to his car and he drove quickly the few minutes back to his house. Once there he let them in and she looked round curiously for half a second before she felt him behind her again, pulling her to a nearby wall. He was behind her, his lips on her neck, biting her ear making her whimper.

"I'm going to fuck each of your holes tonight my Anna. I'm going to use you hard for my pleasure. If at any point it gets too much you are to say Red. Tell me you understand." The words were whispered in her ear and as he kissed her at the end she felt herself trembling under his touch, already wanting that explosion but knowing she was completely at his mercy.

"I understand my Phantom, My Sir..."

With her pinned to the wall he slid his hands over her stomach, sliding the zip of her top all the way down, his hips ground against hers as she was pinned. His lips and teeth continued their gentle, teasing of her neck and ears, she could hear her breath speeding up and his deepening as he ground against her. She felt one of his hands squeezing her breasts, gently at first and when she didn't resist or complain harder. His fingers pinched her nipples through her bra until greedily he pulled them out of the lacy bra to twist and tease them. His other hand slid down to press against her clit through her skirt and leggings making her whimper out loud.

Suddenly he was gone, she started to turn around but his firm voice told her to be still and not to move. He slowly slid her top from her shoulders leaving her naked from the waist up apart from her bra. She felt it slide down and drop to the floor. Next, she felt his strong finger hook into the elastic of her dress and tights. Seconds later they were down on the floor around her ankles. Carefully she stepped out of them and her shoes leaving her naked apart from her black lace panties and bra. She felt Nick take her hand and a soft whisper in her ear - "Come with me."

She followed him without sound as he led her through the house and up the stairs into what she assumed was his bedroom. As he closed the door behind her she stood there and shivered slightly - not from the cold but in anticipation. The room was lit with a low light from a lamp in the corner. On the nearby set of draws were a number of objects that caught her eyes - the first being - blindfold and then a paddle. She was no prude and had played around before with things like that but something about Nick using them on her was exciting her beyond measure.

He grabbed her by the throat forcefully and pushed her back against the door. She felt him grab her wrist and raise it above her head. Startled she looked up as she felt a cuff slip around her wrist and tie it in place above her head. She didn't resist as he raised her other hand up above her head and repeated this. She was now cuffed helplessly to the door. She watched, biting her lip as Nick stepped over towards the dresser and picked up the blindfold. As he stepped back she looked down as he slid it over her eyes then suddenly the world was hidden from her. With her eyes covered she strained with her other senses to work out what was going on. She could feel her heart racing in her chest, her own breathing was fast and harsh in her ears then there was the whisper of clothing nearby, the sounds of cloth falling to the floor, a belt buckle being undone. She pressed her thighs tightly together, trying to find some form of release from the burning arousal she had been feeling for hours it seemed now.

His fingers slid over the top of her bra covered breasts. The light, teasing touch eliciting a whimper from her as she arched her back desperate for more contact. She felt the warmth of his skin close to hers, almost touching - she was sure he was naked now. His breath was warm on the skin of her neck as he touched her hips gently. Every touch, every kiss and caress was a torture of anticipation. She felt him lean in close, felt his naked body pressed against hers and felt the hardness of his cock against her lace panties. She groaned and he kissed her hard. His touches were former now, on hand grabbing her throat, the other pulling feverishly at her panties until they dropped to her ankles. Eagerly she stepped out of them and spread her legs, using the restraints to keep her balance, hoping he would touch her there and give her the release she needed.

It wasn't to be. His next action was to pull her breasts up and out of her bra, exposing her soft mounds to his mouth. In seconds her firm nipples were between his teeth. He bit gently, sucking and teasing each with his lips and teeth, swirling his tongue around them as she cried out begging for Sir to let her cum. In a heartbeat he was gone again leaving her hanging there, blindfolded, naked apart from her bra and helpless. Her breasts heaved as she tried to control her breathing, tried to bring the burning desire she felt for her Phantom under control. Just as she felt she was gaining some small amount of control back she felt him grab her hips, practically lifting her and spinning her round so she was facing the door. With the restraints twisted they were tighter, keeping her on the balls of her feet and stretching her up.

She tried to work out what was happening and just as she was about to ask she heard the swish of something moving through the air and a paddle slapped across her ass. A half shriek escaped her lips as she nearly orgasmed on the spot. When she didn't ask him to stop he resumed, slowly striking each cheek of her ass with increasing force. She felt like her juices had to be practically streaming down her legs now as her ass was punished. Between each stroke of the paddle he would reach under and briefly run his fingers over her clit - she was so close now she couldn't believe she hadn't cum already. Finally, she felt him stop. The gap between strikes lengthening and she heard him place it down on the drawers. She felt him lift her and turn her round - she was incredibly aware of how hard his cock felt against her. The restraints were undone and she was lowered to her knees in front of him - she was glad he lowered her carefully as she wasn't sure her legs would hold her up right now.