Dark Secrets Ch. 02

To distract herself from these negative thoughts, she sneaked glances at the other people there at the club. She can't help but notice a couple now playing on the main stage. There is a large crowd around watching as a severe looking Domme is whipping a submissive male wearing only a black leather hood. Naomi can see the dark red whelps across his back. Her own body responds to the sound of the whip when it connects with his flesh. It seems more severe than she could possibly take but by looking at the swollen and aroused state of the man's cock, he is clearing enjoying himself.

Naomi turns back to her Dom just in time to keep herself from bumping into them. She tries to refocus, but is distracted again by the sight of a submissive girl kneeling at the foot of her Master with his cock buried deep in her throat. As she moves through the crowd she recognizes the young girl as Cindy from the front desk. Naomi envies her new friend and hopes that she too will able to pleasure her new Dom like that tonight. She licks her lips in licentious anticipation. Before Naomi can turn around, she stumbles and falls into the lap a man that is seated at a table with other couples. His hands cup one of her breasts and the other around her waist, catching her in an unintended embrace.

"Well what do we have here, an angel falling from heaven?" He laughs softly, squeezing her supple breast. His grasp is firm and he doesn't return her to a standing position at first.

When Marcus and Megan double back to retrieve her, he asks. "Did my submissive injure you?" His voice clear and without anger or contempt.

"Hey Marcus. No I'm fine. Is this your fallen angel?" He says as he easily lifts me and guides me to an upright position.

"Yes. This is Naomi, a friend of Megan's. This is her first day, so forgive her for her poor focus. I'm afraid this is a lot to take in at first sight." He turns to me with fire in his eyes. I shudder from that look. "Sub. Apologize to Chase and beg for forgiveness."

I first reply to Marcus. "Yes Sir." Then turn to Chase with lowered head. "Please accept my apologies Sir, it was unintended."

"Nothing hurt except for maybe your pride. Don't fret to hard about it Sugar. It's not often such a lovely creature as yourself falls into my lap. I assure you, I'm the better for it." His smile is very pleasing and puts me at some ease.

Marcus loops his thick finger into the D-ring of my collar and pulls me towards him. My breasts are pressed against his muscular chest. "See that you keep up and not let this happen again. Will deal with your lack of focus in a more private place." He barely hears my weak reply before he turns a leads us to a door in the back.

Once there he punches a few numbers into a keypad and a light above the pad glows white. He turns the knob and we all enter a dimly lit hallway. It stretches for what seems like forever. There are doors at intervals on each side of the long hall. As we pass by them, faint moans of pain and pleasure can be heard. I'm so tempted to look but dare not raise the ire of Marcus again. We go about halfway down the hall to a room numbered #11.

Before we enter Marcus turns to me. "Do you need to use the restroom; you won't be given a break for some time?"

"Yes Sir. I think my nerves are catching up with me."

He turns to Megan and tells her to show me where it's located. I follow her to the very next doorway. It doesn't have a designation to whether it's for male or female but we enter. There is a line of stalls, each with no door. There is no privacy at all. There is a man inside using the first stall. He has red whelps on his ass and thighs. I first try to cover myself then think otherwise. I move a few stalls over and use the toilet. For some reason I'm shy about this and try to keep the sound of my 'tinkling' as quiet as possible. When I'm finished Megan is waiting for me by the sink. The man is drying his hands and bows to Megan as he leaves. I wash my hands, looking into my reflection in the mirror. For the first time I notice a silver embossed "M" on my collar. Clearly Marcus is marking his territory. A flood of my own juices gush to my nether lips at the thought of being owned. In some of my fantasies, I've been a captured slave girl, forced to do my captor's bidding. The erotic thought excites me and I feel the further tightening of my already turgid nipples. Megan notices and tweaks one before leading me out of the room by my nipple. A loud moan escapes my lips. I slip into my captured fantasy with her rough treatment.

When we return, Marcus has already removed his tight polo shirt. There's a slight curl to one side of his mouth when he sees Megan leading me back by my nipple. He has some things laid out on a bench as Megan brings me to him.

"Firstly, let's get your punishment out of the way Princess. Your focus was lacking during our walk through the main room." He motions for Megan to take me to the center of the room.

She pulls me down to my knees. Marcus hands her a pair of wrist and ankle cuffs. After placing them securely on, I'm instructed to stand. Megan attaches my ankles to a spreader bar while Marcus brings my wrists together and secures then to a cable above my head. Then he moves to the near wall and pushes a button that lift the cable until my body is stretched tight and my toes are barely supporting my weight. Megan walks over to a padded bench and sits down facing me. I notice that she's pulled her short dress up high on her hips and I can clearly see the swollen lips of her pussy. I bite my lower lip thinking of our most recent time together and how much I've loved being her submissive. I mesmerized watching her slowly finger her wet pussy until Marcus steps in front of me.

He's holding a medium sized flogger. The smell of leather, mixed with his manly scent makes my muscles clinch. "Princess, do you know why you're being punished?"

"Yes Sir. For not being attentive during out walk through the main room."

"Good girl. Now I'm just going to warm you up a bit before we get to the main punishment. Then we'll get on to the more fun stuff. OK sugar?" He smiles as his hand touches the side of my face, pushing back a strand of my hair, tucking it behind my ear.

"Yes Sir." My body reels feeling his fingers graze my skin.

His hands move down my neck, his fingers running down the ridge of my collar bone and to my breast, that are pulled high from my hands being secured overhead. He rubs my pert nipples with the back of knuckles and I whimper, wanting more of this. When both of my nipples are tight and aching, he steps back.

"Remember your safe words Princess?"

"Yes Sir. Yellow to slow down and red to stop."

"Good girl. Now I am going to warm up your breasts and thighs."

The flogger comes down on the tops of my breasts in short swirling motion. He just uses the tips and the pain is minimal but the results are tremendous. I push my breasts out further to meet the falls of the leather tresses. I feel my breasts swell with desire, before the flogger finds a new target. Marcus works his way down on the outsides of my thighs, then back up the insides. He comes very near my open pussy. I push my hips out towards him wanting the falls to hit my aching cunt, but he only teases me with short, well placed strikes. When he feels like my skin is properly warmed on the front, he walks over and switches to a heavier flogger. This time he moves behind me. I feel his arm circle and draws me in. His hand moves over the reddened skin of my breasts. His warm breath on my neck sends goosebumps over my skin. I can also feel his thick cock pressed against my ass through his leather pants. I push back and shamelessly grind against it.

His hand slips down between my thighs and cups my mound. My nether lips are swollen and already leaking down my thighs. He deftly pulls some of my juices up with his fingers and draws little circles around my aching clit. "Now we will heat up your backside girl." His hot breath and liquid lava voice sends a chill down my spine, directly to my throbbing clitty. My body is trembling as my eyes catch sight of Megan. She has the hem of her dress bunched up and her fingers inside her pussy. The strap of her dress is off her shoulder and one of her pink breasts is showing, her nipple is tight showing how turned on she is from watching Marcus dominate me.

As Marcus is fingering my clitty my eyes move up his girlfriend, my best friend, Megan. She is watching him finger my swollen pussy while she plays with her own. Her eyes are fixed on my splayed thighs. She is biting her lower lip when our eyes finally meet. She smiles softly. Her eyes are half-lidded just like mine are. Marcus calls her over to help and she is startled out of her trance. She moves with relaxed grace behind me. Marcus has stepped back and I feel the laces of my corset being loosened. After some effort on her part, Megan has my corset off and she lays it near the pile of my clothes on the table. Marcus is softly rubbing the places where the corset's tightness has cut into my delicate skin. Megan comes back to stand in front of me. She leans in to kiss me. My lips open submissively. Her tongue invades my mouth and she owns me.

Marcus has stepped back and gives her warning that he is about to start warming my back with his heavy flogger. She steps back and looks into my eyes. My body is humming with desire. The first touch of the leather flogger hits my shoulders. It's a heavy thud but not much sting. Marcus keeps the falls of the flogger moving around the skin of my back. I feel my skin start to warm up. Megan lifts her hand and pulls my hair off my shoulders and then softly caresses my face. The flogger is now hitting my upturned ass. The falls are lightly licking my behind. Megan is now tweaking my turgid nipples. At first she's just teasing them but as Marcus's strikes become harder, she is pulling my nipples away from my body lifting my heavy breasts. The dual torture is heavenly and a loud gasp escapes my lips.

When I feel like I and nearing the point that I can't take anymore, she bends and takes my sensitive nipple into her warm mouth. As my back and ass are hot from Marcus's ministrations, Megan's soothing mouth has me mewing with need. My brain is overwhelmed with emotions. A soft tear forms at the corner of my cheek and slowly slides down my face. Megan moves to my other nipple as her hand moves between my thighs. When her fingers reach my clit, Marcus is lighting my ass up with the heavy flogger. Before I can ask for permission to cum my body involuntarily starts to spasm and I fall off the edge. The waves of pleasure sweep over me. I know that I am in trouble for this orgasm but there is no way to stop it as my body is trembling with shuddering wave after shuddering wave of spasms that rack my body. When it finally subsides the only thing holding me up is the cable my wrists are connected to. Megan moves back to my mouth and passionately kisses me as Marcus comes from behind and wraps his strong arm around me just under my hanging breasts. My breath is so ragged that I can't even get any words out.

Finally, I am able to speak. "I'm sorry Sir. I came without permission."

As they are releasing my arms and legs, Marcus leans in and whispers in my ear. "Don't worry Princess, you have been forgiven for your lack of focus. Now you will have to pay for your pleasure."

Chapter Eleven –

Once I'm released, Marcus helps me to a chair. Megan has a blanket and a cold bottle of water waiting for me. I'm overwhelmed with their care and concern. I'm just a little worried about what's going to be done to me for orgasming without permission. I sit there trying to relax and drink most the water in a few gulps. Marcus is removing Megan's dress and they embrace. I watch the muscles in Marcus's body ripple as he pulls her close. The contrast of his dark skin against her pale pink body is stunning.

When she kneels at his feet and starts to unbuckle his belt, a tingle starts to wash through my body. I've felt his big cock against me but I can't wait to see it. Megan unbuttons his pants and opens them slightly. His six pack is impressive, but the sight of his defined Adonis muscle extending down to the root of his cock, sends a chill down my spine. When she grabs the waist of his pants and boxers, dropping them to the floor, do I finally get to see Master's magnificent cock. It would be easier to take Bubba's arm up my pussy then this massive cock. It has to be 10+ inches and as big around as a coke can. The corded veins seem to throb as they pump the life giving blood to the huge organ.

Megan looks back at me. Her half-lidded eyes let me know how turned on she is to have his cock in her mouth. I lick my own lips and imagine how it would feel to have my own mouth stuffed with his cock. Marcus gives a half laugh and moves Megan away.

His come hither sign with his thick finger has me crawling across the floor towards them. The blanket slips off me as I move sexily to him. My breasts sway like large fleshy pendulums. When I get to his feet I start to kneel up. He loops his thick finger into the D-ring of my collar and leads me over to the corner of the room. He instructs me to lay on a padded table. Megan helps him secure me. There are straps everywhere. My wrists are attached to a strap just under my arm, and my elbows are secured to the side of the table with an O-ring. This has my arms immobilized and my hands beside my face. My ankles are strapped to my thighs and my knees secured to an O-ring on the side of the table. My legs are spread very wide and I am totally open with every hole for Mistress and Master to use.

I try the restraints and find that I cannot move even a fraction of an inch in any direction. My body is trembling, not with fear but from a deep desire to be taken roughly. Being this vulnerable leaves me whimpering. Mistress moves between my splayed thighs. I look down at her as she leans into my pussy and starts to softly lick my swollen lips. Her warm tongue flattens and takes long, slow, teasing swipes from my tight rosette, up my labia, to my throbbing clit. She circles my sensitive bud and licks her way back down. This stimulates me so much, but not enough to get me off. After a few "laps" (pun intended) I am writhing with such need.

When I think that I can't take anymore, Marcus approaches the head of the table. I catch a glimpse of his thick cock swaying as he nears. My lips part and my tongue comes out in anticipation of having it in my mouth. The table is a perfect height and allows him to feed his dick right into my mouth. At first I can only get the head past my lips. Marcus's thick shaft stretches me fully. I can only lay there and let him fuck my face. He pushes in only a few inches at a time. I suck hard and his cock pops each time the suction breaks. Megan is still laving my wet slit as he uses my willing mouth.

After a few minutes, Marcus removes his thick shaft, glistening from my saliva and lays it across my face. My tongue wags as I try to lick his huge phallus. I whimper, wanting it back in my mouth. He reaches down a takes both of my nipples and teases them. I struggle in my bindings, trying to get his cock into my mouth. He finally relents and stuffs it back inside. I moan around it, thanking him with my lips. I feel a shudder go through me. I've always had an oral fetish since my early days with sucking Bubba's cock when we were dating in school. I've been able to orgasm from giving head alone without any other stimulation. Marcus's cock has me reeling like never before. It doesn't hurt that Megan is licking my needy cunt with her deft skills.

I am dangerously close to another orgasm when they both stop. Megan comes around and Marcus helps her up onto the table. She positions her pussy right over my face. I can see that her puffy wet lips are primed. My lips part and my tongue comes out, still having the taste of Marcus's pre-cum on it. I eagerly lap at her lips, licking clean her juices that are already flowing. Her moans only encourage me. When I get a good face full of her juices, I feel Marcus's strong hands on my splayed thighs. Then his warm tongue starts teasing my swollen labia. I moan into Megan's pussy but I don't dare stop lick her. Marcus is licking all around my pussy but skipping my throbbing clit. I on the other hand am working my tongue across Megan's sensitive bud. She starts grinding on my face. I try and keep up with my tonguing but resign myself to holding it in place and letting her use it as she pleases. All of this has my need right at the edge of another orgasm. The immobility and forced use is more than I have ever been dreamed of. I don't know how I will ever go back to what or who I was before.

When they both stop again, I wonder what else is in store. That thought doesn't take up much time as I hear Marcus move something over to the head of the table. Megan has bent over and is on all fours over me. He steps up onto something, maybe a box, and brings his cock even with her wet pussy. Laying there under them, I can only watch as his massive cock lines itself up to her swollen lips and nudges her wetness. This is my punishment. I can only watch as his thick cock enters her. Megan's puffy labia flowers around his shaft as he enters her. I lick my lips as I watch her pussy suck him into her depths. She moans as her cunt stretches to accept him. When he has buried his dick inside her, she lays her head between my splayed thighs. If I could move, I'm sure I would be humping her trying to gain friction, but that is impossible with how I'm restrained. I'm resigned to watch as his pace increases and her moist pussy is thoroughly pounded. I only hope that he wants to take me before the night is through.

Marcus finds a steady rhythm as I watch his cock go in and out of her stretches lips. Each time he pulls out, leaving only the thick bulbous head inside, her labia is pulled severely trying to clinch around his cock. I feel her hot breath on my pussy as she moans loudly into my cunt. The vibrations of her pleasure are all I get but it only teases me and brings me to a frustratingly high level of arousal. I can't take it anymore and start begging for something, anything. Finally, without a word, Marcus pulls his cock out. Megan groans with the emptiness she's left with but Marcus offers his cock to my waiting mouth. It slick from all of Megan's juices and I happily clean them from his throbbing cock. I moan around his shaft, glad to be filled by it again.

He doesn't stay long and he returns to Megan's quivering pussy. His strokes are more deliberate now. His massive balls are hitting her engorged clit that's come out from under it's protective hood. I stretch my tongue out. I'm barely able to catch his pendulous sack as it moves across my face. I want to do anything that will add to my Master's pleasure. Again, he pulls out and I'm rewarded with his cum soaked cock. This routine goes on for several minutes, going from Megan's pussy to my mouth. I'm in heaven and hell both. My pleasure just keeps me at the edge but never close enough to fall over. When his cock goes into Megan for the last time, it doesn't take long before she is in the full throes of a resounding orgasm. I watch as her pussy milks his glistening shaft. Her juices drip onto my face and I try to catch as much of it as I can. When he pulls out for the last time, she drops down on my face and lets me clean her well fucked cunt.

While I am focused on this task, I feel the warm nudge of Marcus's cock at my sopping entrance. My body freezes momentarily, trying to focus on the feeling. At first I don't think I will able to take it but my overly wet hole, coupled with Megan's copious juices, I take him easily. Once he is in good, he pauses letting me adjust to his girth. His hands take hold of the strap securing my inner thighs and he thrusts fully inside me. It literally takes my breath away. I moan loudly into Megan pussy that is still slowly grinding on my face. OH MY GOD I'M IN LOVE WITH THIS COCK. Megan slips off and moves so that she can lift my head and let me look at Marcus's cock go in and out of my lewdly stretched pussy.