Every Man's Fantasy Ch. 13

He lay on her as the tension released, holding her tightly and whispering in her ear.

"I love you, my beautiful Amazon, my gorgeous sex-slave," he said.

Kalyndra liked to feel his weight on her and believed whatever he said in his moments of passion. So long as he used her when he felt the need, she was satisfied.

After resting a few minutes, he got up and ordered Devon to climb onto the bed in place of Kalyndra. He pushed Devon onto her back and untied her ankles. He spread her legs wide apart, strapping them to the sides of the bed, pulling her pelvis to the edge. Her arms were still tied behind her, arching her back. He removed Kalyndra's gag and manipulated the girl to kneel on the floor and bent her forward, so her face was between Devon's legs. He gave his orders:

"Kali, you are to prepare Devon's pussy for me. Get her aroused but don't make her cum. I'll be gone a few minutes."

He left the hut to relieve himself and have a wash. Kalyndra lavished her newly-freed tongue on Devon's lovely pink slit, basting her bedmate's pussy-lips and licking her tiny sensitive clitoris to an excited prominence.

Kalyndra was always good with her tongue, but this time the pleasure was different, even heightened. Restraints and the gag made Devon concentrate on the joyful stimulus to her pussy and forget about what she should be doing for her lover. She tried to breathe deeply and not moan so loudly but her responses were outside her control. She shut her eyes and filled the hut with her noise.

When Devon's cries indicated she was rising to a peak, Kalyndra stopped licking, leaving the girl frustrated. She judged Devon had calmed down enough and began again, pushing her tongue through the sweet folds. Devon tried to buck against her restraints. She was soon close to coming, and Kalyndra stopped again, pulling back to breathe hotly on her girlfriend's soaking pussy.

There was a waft of cold wind from the doorway as Ezra returned. The night rain was finishing, leaving a cold mist in the air which settled to form a crisp icy coating on the sandy ground. Ezra was cold when he came back into the hut and rubbed himself with the blanket to warm up.

From the half-closed eyes and the blank far-away look on Devon's face, he could see what a good job Kalyndra had done.

"Well done, Kali. Keep it up," he said.

He began to untie Kalyndra's arms. As her arms were released, he rubbed them to stimulate the circulation. She continued to work on Devon's pussy. She made sloppy noises as she pushed her tongue in deeply and licked up the drips. Or she sucked prettily on the clitoris, letting go of it with a soft popping sound.

"Kali, you can use your fingers as well. ... Devon, I forbid you to cum until I say so. If you cum without permission, I'll give you ten extra spanks. And Kali, if you don't try properly to make her cum, then I'll spank you too. Now get to it."

His words spurred Kalyndra on, who really thought her buttocks had suffered enough, but it shocked Devon into awareness. She had been floating in a world of nebulous pleasure, rising to a beautiful peak, and momentarily forgot the spanks she was due. It concentrated her mind, though she wasn't practised in holding off her orgasms and wasn't quite sure how to do it.

Ezra sat back to watch.

Kalyndra licked well and lovingly. She infiltrated a fore-finger into Devon's ready twat and slowly finger-fucked the girl. Devon squirmed and bucked. Pretty soon, she was fighting to hold off an orgasm. She issued incoherent muffled cries through her gag. Ezra correctly interpreted her as asking permission to cum, which he cruelly chose to refuse.

"Go on, Kali," he ordered. "She can take more."

Licking up a frenzy on Devon's clitoris, Kalyndra pushed another finger into her vagina. Devon's urgent cries again sounded like pleas.

"No, Devon, you can't cum yet."

Kalyndra was tormenting the girl with a slow finger-fucking, sucking on her erect clitoris. Devon's next plea was louder and more nearly comprehensible. Though still muffled, it sounded like:

"Oh, God! Please Ezra, I really need to cum! Please?"

"Not yet, Devon. You can hold it for now."

She couldn't: she really couldn't; but she wanted to try, to please him; to do for him what Kalyndra did. Devon struggled mightily, took deep breaths and sent her mind somewhere else and somehow managed to push down the rising pink passion that was fogging her brain.

"Keep going Kali."

Kalyndra removed her mouth from Devon's snatch and used both her hands. She used the fingers of her left hand to rub gently sideways over Devon's clitoris while she put the middle two fingers of her right hand into her bedmate's vagina, preparing to move them up and down rather than in and out, as she had been doing.

This was something Ezra had done to her many times and it always had a quick and strong reaction. She looked around at him to check it was all right to start. After all, it was a kind of cheating, triggering a reflex Devon couldn't control. He grinned and nodded. She began slowly massaging inside the restrained girl's vagina, not hard enough to force an orgasm from her. It was wildly arousing, none the less, and Devon struggled to maintain herself.

"Do you want to cum, Devon?" Ezra asked.

Her muffled reply meant "Yes, please, Ezra. I really need to."

"I'm not sure we should let you. I think we should give you your punishment first; then you'll have the orgasm to look forward to. What do you think, Kali?"

It was cruel, making Kalyndra party to his decision but she was a merciful woman.

"I think we should make her cum now and again after the spanking," she suggested.

"Or maybe we should make her cum and give the spanking to you instead."

Kalyndra kept silent, but he saw the fear on her face.

"All right, how about this? If Devon can hold off coming while I count to ten, I'll let her spank you,"

Kalyndra gave him the nearest to a disapproving look that she could manage while in her submissive mood,

"... using the big paddle ..."

Kalyndra's face went blank

"and if she can't hold off coming, then I will spank her as planned."

Devon squirmed and tried to sit up but her legs spread in the splits and her arms crossed behind her back didn't permit the manoeuvre for long. She collapsed back down and tried to resist the irresistible pleasure Kalyndra was building in her pussy.

"Are you ready Kali?"

"Yes, Ezra."

"Devon, try to hold it off for a count of ten, starting ... now. One!"

Kalyndra began to vibrate Devon's pussy, pressing down with a flat hand on her bush, rubbing the other hand up and down between the restrained girl's legs, the two fingertips pressing on the g-spot with every upward motion.

Devon wailed and writhed, unable to resist the pleasure inflicted on her.

"Two!"

She cried out, shaking, trying to twist her legs and arms out of their restraints.

"Three!"

Ezra hardly got the word out before it was all over. Devon erupted, ejaculating in great heaving convulsions, emitting a howl of agonised pleasure, squirting her release over the end of the bed.

As her back arched and her thighs shook, her contracting pussy muscles pushed Kalyndra's fingers out. She whined in protest when Kalyndra forced her fingers back in and vibrated her a second time. A few seconds later the restrained girl cried out, shaking in another squirting frenzy.

Kalyndra was soaked but ecstatic. She loved to feel Devon's contractions on her fingers and kept the tormented girl in her happy place by rubbing her hand sideways over the tiny clitoris as she forced out a third, fourth and fifth orgasm.

Now Devon was spent. She was at her limit of pleasure and any more stimulation would be painful. Kalyndra stopped and pulled away.

Devon was still squirming, riding her aftershocks. Her face and chest were flushed, her legs shaking. Eyes closed, she panted for breath.

"Go on, Kali," Ezra said, "Hold her."

Kalyndra climbed onto the bed and lay on the sensitised and vulnerable girl. She fed her arms under Devon to hug her and help bring her down gently from her ecstatic peak.

"You can untie her, Kali."

Kalyndra undid Devon's gag and kissed her bedmate on the mouth while Ezra untied the ankle straps. Devon used her new freedom to wrap her legs around Kalyndra, not caring about her tied-up arms, until her tension had drained away.

"Turn her over, Kali," he said. The girls rolled and he undid Devon's ropes. He held her arms out and massaged them.

With her arms free, Devon knelt astride Kalyndra, her hands on her lover's shoulders, while Kalyndra held Devon tightly around the waist. He let the girls hold each other and snog for a few minutes, getting comfortable, then he said:

"Devon, it's time for your punishment."

Devon went stiff. She was dreading this moment. She tried to relax and control her errant breathing.

"Move down the bed," he commanded.

She moved until she was kneeling at the end of the bed, her beautiful bottom poking wantonly upward.

"Kali, move the other way and spread your legs."

Kalyndra scooched to wall-side of the bed and sat up against a pillow, legs spread wide.

"Devon, you're to pleasure Kali while I spank you. And, Kali, every time she lifts her mouth from your pussy, you're to tell me because she'll earn an extra spank. Understood?"

Both girls nodded and Ezra tied Devon's wrists to her ankles, restraining her in position, her face in Kalyndra's lap, her knees bent under her, legs shoulder-width apart, back arched. She had beautiful buttocks: pert and rounded with a triangular gap at the top of her thighs when she stood straight. Now the gap was wider, revealing her inviting wet pink slit and pretty brown bush.

"All right, Devon. Start on Kali's pussy."

Devon loved kissing her bedmate's long thin slit. Now she had the pleasure of adoring it after it had been warmed up, made slick and stretched by Ezra's cock. She pushed her tongue in between the folds and tried to stimulate the nerves on the sides and top of Kalyndra's vagina.

She was concentrating on giving the best tongue-job she could when she felt the rough edge of a paddle drag over her right buttock. She braced herself but nothing happened. Instead, another paddle dragged over her left buttock. It seemed to be a bigger paddle because the stroke took longer. Then she felt a tap from the first paddle. It wasn't a spank, though it made her jump; yet she didn't lift her mouth from Kalyndra's pussy.

There was a slightly harder tap with the big paddle. Devon couldn't stop herself jumping, but she kept her mouth in place.

She realised that Ezra was testing out the paddles. He tried the small one again with a harder tap that she felt properly. Then the big paddle once more, which compressed her buttock and left a line of heat.

"Yes," said Ezra, "this is the one."

He whipped the paddle a few times in the air to test its weight, wafting air over Devon's vulnerable bottom.

"Ready for your punishment, Devon?"

She wasn't, but she wasn't going to admit it. She shut her eyes, steeled herself and waited.

Ezra pulled his arm back and swung hard at her. She flinched and yelped and then swallowed her protest, realising she'd been tricked. Ezra had dropped the paddle at the height of the upswing and connected with only his hand; and not too hard either. The slap stung only a little.

Spank two on the other buttock was a little harder but easily bearable. Spanks three, four and five on alternate buttocks were each stronger than the previous and she felt her bottom warming up, the stings melding into an overall mild pain.

Ezra now had the right strength of impact for her. Her bottom was a nice warm pink colour, tender and responsive. He left gaps between each of the sixth to ninth spanks, which were of the same strength. She endured them well and never once lifted her mouth from Kalyndra's pussy; but as soon as he delivered her tenth spank, she lifted her head up.

"What is it, Devon," Ezra asked. Though the tenth spank had been no harder than any previous one, he was concerned and put his hand gently on her arms, ready to start untying her. "Are you all right?"

"I'm fine," Devon told him.

"Then why did you lift your head?"

"You told me you'd give me an extra spank if I moved my mouth from Kalyndra's pussy."

"So I did."

"Well?"

"Well what?"

But Kalyndra had caught on and laughed.

"Oh, I see," Ezra said, smiling broadly. "All right, Minx, one more."

Devon bent down to service Kalyndra again and Ezra gave her an eleventh spank. Again, she deliberately lifted her head. The twelfth spank was a little harder. It jolted her and she nearly forgot to lift her head but she managed in time and earned a thirteenth spank that was incrementally harder again.

They carried on like this, with slightly harder spanks until the eighteenth in the series, when Devon realised she'd reached her limit. She kept her mouth in place and the punishment stopped.

None of the spanks had been as hard as any endured by Kalyndra, yet Devon's bottom was hot and throbbing. She had the same response as Kalyndra: the sharp pain dissolved, leaving a sensuous warm feeling that spread about her body, to give the aching arousal that only a finger or a cock in her pussy would fully relieve. Devon had an urgent desire to be filled and used. Warm moisture glossed her pussy lips and formed dew-drops on her pubic hair.

Giving the spanking had revived Ezra's sex-drive: he was fully charged. Hard and ready, he stood behind Devon and thrust his cock up to the hilt in her wet welcoming pussy. Devon moaned loudly as he thrust. Neglecting Kalyndra's pussy, she arched her back. Ezra gradually quickened his pace. Soon he was pounding into her, panting from the effort. His thighs rubbed on her tender punished buttocks, which added fire to the joyful fucking. He gripped her waist tightly.

Devon came quickly, crying out "Yes! God! Yes!"

He put a hand in her hair and pulled her head back, the other hand massaged a tit. She was in an even steeper arch: her eyes shut, her mouth open, her moans echoed off the hut walls.

Kalyndra now knelt up and leaned forward to put her hand between Devon's legs and rub her clitoris. Devon shrieked and came again. Her body rocked from the twin assaults of Ezra's rough fucking and Kalyndra's questing fingers. She tried to meet his thrusts with her own but the restraints allowed her little movement. Her thighs shook and her back arched with a third orgasm.

A fourth orgasm had her pleading between gasps.

"Oh God! No more, no more. Please, I can't take any more," but her pussy erupted with another spasm, the convulsions straining her arms and legs, words forming in her throat but unable to get out. Still Ezra pumped away, close to the edge himself.

Devon couldn't strain any more, couldn't respond any more, couldn't speak or think. All she could feel was the tight sensation between her thighs, the ripples of ecstasy and the sharp heat that broke over her chest and spread from her toes to the top of her head.

In his final moment, Ezra increased his pace even more. He felt Devon succumb to another shuddering climax and then it was all over for him. He throbbed, groaned and panted as he spurted his cum into her with tension-busting surges, making a last few slow thrusts until he was completely spent.

He stood in place, holding Devon tightly as the tension waned from their bodies. Kalyndra wiped the sweat from Devon's face and planted sweet soft kisses on her lips.

When Ezra withdrew, they untied Devon and the three of them lay together in an exhausted and sweaty but satisfied pile. Not for long, though. Aware that Devon's pussy-licking had been building Kalyndra up to a climax but not actually delivered it, he rolled the beautiful girl on her back and lay on her, kissing her deeply.

He pushed a finger into Kalyndra's snatch and used his thumb to flick over her clit. He pushed in a second finger and rubbed her sweet spot. It didn't take long to get her back on the plateau. She arched her back and popped her tongue out into his mouth.

Devon now took part. Lying on the other side of Kalyndra, she put her lips to an exposed tit and sucked on the nipple, twiddling it with her tongue and then taking it into her mouth to suck hard. That was all Kalyndra needed. She arched further, held her breath and came with a satisfying spasm and a throaty moan.

Ezra gently caressed her pussy for a minute or two, to draw out her aftershocks, then he let her relax, holding her warmly. The three of them lay together in a moment of post-coital bliss.

Ezra had to go out of the hut again and, when he came back, he put out the oil lamp and threw a blanket over the girls, who were cuddling face-to-face. He got into the bed on Devon's side and lay against her.

"Ooh! You're cold," she said, but she didn't move away.

"You're hot," he replied.

It was true. Devon was still glowing from the spanking, the restraints and the rough fucking. It left her sexually drained but fulfilled, needing to be held but also wanting to share her warmth and happiness. She wanted to talk about it.

"It was amazing!" she exclaimed. "Kali, is it like that every time for you and Ezra?"

"Mmm hmm," was all Kalyndra would say.

"But really, Kali, you never described it like that."

"Go to sleep, Darling," Kalyndra said in a drowsy voice.

"But I can't sleep," Devon protested. "My brain is fizzing. I've got to say something."

"Do you both want to talk about what we did?" Ezra asked.

"No," said Kalyndra.

"Yes," said Devon. The girls paused, trying to read each other's minds.

"I can't please both of you," he said.

"You just did," Kalyndra said with a contended sigh.

"I mean I can't talk about tonight with Devon and not talk about it with you, Kali, while you're still here."

"Why don't you want to talk about it, Kali?" asked Devon.

"I'll talk about it with you, not with Ezra."

"Why?"

"Because he's the man. I want him to be remote, mysterious, inexplicable. If we talk about it, then I'll begin to understand him. I'll learn to anticipate and prepare myself, rather than simply obey and accept."

"But what we just did, it was so intimate, so primal!" Devon protested. "How can mere talking about it be any more revealing?"

"What we did - you and I - we did without thinking. We reacted instinctively. Ezra did the thinking. I don't want to over-analyse it and risk losing it. I just want to trust and enjoy."

For an exhausted woman, whose brain was still buzzing from her last sexual high, Kalyndra made a remarkably clear-headed case for keeping sex out of her head.

"I understand, Darling," Devon insisted, "honestly I do; but I've had sort of a revelation and I'm going to burst if I don't talk. I don't think I'll over-analyse it. Please let me? After all, it might only be nonsense."

It was in Kalyndra's loving nature not to refuse her bedmate anything; and Ezra didn't think it was his place to interfere in girl-talk. Besides, he was interested himself.

"Go on," said Kalyndra.

"Darling, I think I understand what you get from being tied up, spanked and played with. You've explained it to me as submission, as letting go, making Ezra take charge; but that's not what I felt."

"I think the restraints made me concentrate on my orgasms, making me think about coming as a relief from all the tension. When Ezra first played with my tits and briefly put the peg on, I almost had an orgasm, though I absolutely hated the pain. If I'd concentrated hard and he'd teased me some more, threatening me with the peg, over and again, I'm sure I would have come."

"Mmm!" Ezra said. "That's something to try."

"All right, Darling," Kalyndra said. "Don't reveal any more to Ezra. He'll just use it against us. You know he's got a delicious mean streak."