Lucy Ch. 03

"What's wrong, puppy? Don't you want to worship your Mistress' pussy?" I ask in a teasing tone.

"It's too big, please," he pants, not opening his eyes.

This time it's Nik who responds, first by withdrawing from Seb's burning canal, and then pushing in again, as far as he can. Seb whimpers and cries, but remains pinned down.

"How rude!" Nik scolds as he pushes in again to a louder cry, "Mistress' pussy is not too big!"

He repeats his movements, a little faster and harder, inadvertently rocking me closer to Seb's mouth.

"Mistress' pussy is perfect. Sweet and tight, puppy."

I push my hips down and force Seb's sobbing to cascade into my hot snatch. He suckles softly at my clit, snuffling against my enclosing smooth skin.

"Say it puppy, tell your Mistress how much you love her pussy," Nik is insistent now, but his thrusts have softened to shallow stabbing.

I lift up again, and Seb hiccups air into his lungs. Holding my skirt with one hand, I wipe his tears and lick my fingers. Bright blue eyes stare up at me hopelessly.

"I love my Mistress' pussy, it's sweet and tight," he whimpers, "Mistress' pussy is perfect," he adds softly.

"Do you love worshipping Mistress' pussy?" Nik demands.

Seb cries out again as another deep thrust chafes his tightened walls.

"Yes!"

"Then why did you lie about Mistress' pussy being too-" thrust, withdraw, "big?" thrust.

Nik stays still now, as deeply impaling our puppy as he can. Seb pants and shakes his head.

"Sir's cock is too big," he cries, "it hurts."

"Who does it hurt?" I ask, still lost in red-rimmed cerulean eyes.

Seb's lip trembles. He doesn't want to vocalise the endearment we've given him. I put my hand up to indicate to Nik to stay still.

"If you're a good boy and answer properly, Mistress will give you a treat," I say kindly, smiling sweetly down at him.

Seb's breathing slows. He's looking at me uncertainly, as though unsure what kind of treat he's being offered. I raise an eyebrow and he drops his gaze to stare through me to his toes.

"Sir's cock hurts puppy."

The words are uttered softly, and a sobbed breath follows. Still smiling, I caress his head with my free hand.

"Good boy," I coo quietly, brushing his fevered cheek.

Over my shoulder, I instruct Nik to use the gel, to his disappointment. As he withdraws from Seb completely with a small plop, puppy gasps, and I push my pussy back down over his mouth.

"Now, no more crying, puppy," I warn sternly.

He nods and I drop my skirt over his face again, encompassing his senses entirely with my heated sex. Nik has returned to the table, and I turn to watch as he applies a generous amount of stimulant gel to Seb's nether regions. He shows me a finger, slick with the light green gel, then buries it deeply into Seb's ass. He pulls it out, then shows me two fingers, and pushes them past the tight muscles. Seb groans into me, his tongue mimicking Nik's action. I start to pant wetly, my puppy's tongue stabbing straight into my pussy, his teeth grazing my blood-rushed clit continuously. I open my eyes long enough to see Nik showing me three gel covered fingers, then moan as I feel Seb freeze at the filling invasion. He groans into me again as I grind my hips back and forth over his tongue, letting small amounts of air get sucked in, and then I am mindless, feeling the strong muscles of my pussy contract uncontrollably around his tongue, pleasure rippling through my body, up my chest and down my thighs as I rock to completion. For a few blissful moments, I sit boneless on his mouth while he gingerly licks and laps my juices.

Fully sated, I become more aware and move off the table lithely. Seb sucks in breath after breath, his face red and hot. His back arches as Nik continues to use his fingers to stretch him, the gel beginning to work on his ass. His eyes are shut tight, and his breathing becomes more ragged. I watch, my head cocked to the side in amusement as his cock quickly comes back to life.

"Press his sweet spot, make my puppy bark," I order Nik.

He smiles, and curls his fingers upwards as he thrusts, rubbing Seb's prostate gland, hard. Seb's eyes snap open, and a cry escapes his lips. Nik stops moving his fingers, and raises an eyebrow at him.

"Does puppy like having his boycunt fingered?"

He rubs once more over the sensitive spot, making Seb's whole body spasm.

"Yes, Sir," he pants, "puppy loves having his pussy played with."

Nik pulls all fingers out of Seb's ass while I watch, standing close. He replaces his cock back at the now loosened entrance, and Seb whimpers in anticipation. Both men moan as Nik pushes his cock all the way into Seb's ass. With his elbows cradling the younger man's knees, Nik thrusts deep and hard, and Seb arches his back to meet the thrusts, bucking his hips back against him.

I capture Seb's lips with my own, and drink in his wanton cries as Nik plows into his ass. Watching my lover's cock disappear and reappear as he plunges himself into the tight, hot canal, I match his rhythm with my tongue, fucking Seb's mouth with the same forcefulness.

"Miss, may I?" Nik pants, not breaking the beat of his hard fucking.

Seb tenses at the words, and I pull away from our kiss. He stares up at me, and I feel like I can hear the silent plea coming from him.

"Not inside," I say, and stand back. "I want puppy to taste you."

Nodding his understanding, Nik pulls out quickly from Seb's ass, making him moan at the sudden emptiness, and strides up to his head. He pulls the young man from under the shoulders until his head hangs over the edge of the bench. Without waiting for him to catch his breath, Nik forces his mouth open and pushes his hard cock all the way down Seb's throat, making him gag and struggle.

Within seconds, Nik is grunting, holding the young man's head still, forcing his cock in as deeply as he can. He tenses, and raises up on his tiptoes, and throws his head back in sheer bliss as he cums, shooting his seed down Seb's throat.

As soon as he's finished, he pulls out and falls back, leaning on the staircase railing to recover, and our young Canadian rolls over on the metal table, coughing and gasping in ragged breaths.

"He'll need the soothing cream," Nik says, finally, taking his time cleaning up around us, "and a shower."

Standing by the expressionless blue eyes, I unlock the collar from around Seb's neck, and caress his weary face gently, but he doesn't react to my touch and I wonder briefly if we've broken him, then realise that is exactly what I want.

"Showers first, then. The salve can wait until we're all in bed."

Leaving Nik to tend to Seb, I wander away, up the basement stairs and through the house, quietly contemplating whether the young Canadian is the new playmate I'd been looking for, or whether my love and I will be disappointed once more.