Exhibitionist & VoyeurThe Club Ch. 02Note -- The character Cindy is borrowed (with permission) from Little_Asian_Cherry. Enjoy.
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Cindy was still tied to the table, panty-gag placed in her mouth. Restrained, aroused, and confused, her now wide eyes glanced from me to Jess. It didn't take the most astute observer to garner the pleasure Jess was deriving from this whole arrangement. Jess tossed something to me in silence, and I caught it out of reflex. I didn't even have to arc an eyebrow to understand my new instructions. She had tossed me a miniscule vibrator attached to a nipple clamp. Jess was already attaching one to Cindy's right nipple, and I quickly acted similarly with her left nipple. They, Cindy's luscious nipples, were already large, hardened, and reacting well to the early stages of teasing-torture arranged for her. Jess held out a remote for a second, opened her mouth to speak, and a light flashed once near the doorway. Jess glared at the door, then at me, and continued on to speak.
"Cindy...I'm holding the remote to these nipples clamps. In my experience, a low-steady setting for a few minutes is enough to build up a fairly significant longing for release... Since you're already experiencing the longing, let's see how it feels to leave you with it on the lowest setting. We'll be back..." Jess flicked a switch and a soft buzzing filled the room as she and I walked out and shut the door behind us. I suppose I should mention, Jess hadn't told the rest of our little troupe of five of our intention to induct a new member, or the sexual-torture plan she had concocted. So as Nikki, the only other female member of our group, walked down the hallway, she was clueless as to what we were doing on the other side of the door. And, of course, it had been Jess's idea to wire a small light to flash when someone was entering the house we were using for our little session with Cindy. The logic was that a doorbell or anything similar would alert her to the presence of someone new, and might inspire a reaction unwelcome in this context.
Nikki...she was more curvaceous than Jess, but significantly less domineering. She could be willful or demanding, certainly, but didn't command the center of attention and leadership role that Jess seemed to wear as a mantle. But she was gorgeous and to say she was a nymphomaniac didn't do justice to her sexual demands. I couldn't claim to know her exact bra size, but the cup size was a D at the smallest. She was maybe 5'4 or so and in fit enough shape. There was the slightest of curves to her tummy and a more significant one to her ass. Needless to say, she rarely paid for drinks when out at a bar. A wink and a slight bend of cleavage and the drinks always came free of charge. She walked down the hall in a pair of tight fitting jeans, stretched well over that firm ass. She had clearly been wearing a long-sleeved shirt, but I wouldn't know if there was anything exceptional about it as she already had it off and in her hands -- she was already stripping. Her breasts were held within the tight confines of a red, lace full coverage bra that struggled valiantly to contain the volume of her breasts.
"I didn't think I could listen to that mindless prat lecture for the full hour, but somehow I made it. I need to get off like you wouldn't believe. Whatdya say Chris? Fancy a friendly poke? Or Jess, I wouldn't be adverse to a little tongue-attention. Anything other than another chance to solo myself with a lonely wank."
"Actually, Chris and I need to show you something hun..." Jess grabbed Nikki's hand and led her into the viewing room where I had brought myself to release moments ago. Georgia's eyes grew large, confused, and...somewhat flustered.
"So what's this all about? Jess, Chris? Anyone want to fill me in as to why there's a naked Asian girly writhing on a table without someone lapping her cunt happily?"
"Well...I talked Chris into helping me initiate another member to our little sexual romp club. And what better way to bring her in than teasing her until she cums like never before?"
It seems worth noting that at the moment Jess spoke of teasing her until she cums, Cindy leaned forward as hard as her restraints would allow and let forth a desperate, guttural growl of a moan that, even projected via the tv and speakers in the viewing room made all three of us shudder slightly.
"And what happened to the cardinal rule of anyone being able to refuse a request or demand?" It made me pause, to think of. Nikki brought up an excellent point.
"Well...if she said no or demanded we stop, we would. So far, she seems to be enjoying herself just fine." Jess winked with profound certainty.
"Correct me if I'm wrong...but it looks as though you gagged the dear girl with her own panties." Nikki glanced at me, knowing full and well of my own lingerie fetish. "I'm sure Chris appreciates this, but unless you've found some other way to communicate with her via gag, it seems unlikely that she has the chance to say no...."
Jess's eyes nearly rolled with derision.
"Nikki -- if you want to help me and Chris, I'm sure you'll enjoy yourself as well... But unless I misunderstood, that desperate moan from a moment ago was one of longing. Going by that, I think I should return to her teasing session before she manages to cum from nipple-attention, alone. I think we both can agree that would be a waste...at least, this early anyway."
Jess turned around and walked out of the room and quickly back into the torture-room, if you would. Nikki was flustered and paused briefly, but shrugged and followed me behind Jess. Jess flicked the switch on the remote and the soft buzzing of Cindy's nipple-clamps faded into silence.
"Cindy...dear. You're already familiar with Chris, and this is Nikki. She's quite horny and in need of a nice release. Do you want to cum?" Cindy nodded vigorously against her restraints. "Perfect!" Jess replied. " If you can make Nikki cum in under....say, five minutes, I promise we'll let you cum."
Cindy didn't even respond, her eye just locked upon Nikki's form in the doorway. Nikki, without further prompting, unbuckled her jeans and rolled them down her shapely legs. Her thong, a simple white cotton affair, was casually tossed aside as well. She, similar to Jess before her, made a careful balancing act on the table and found Cindy's tongue desperately seeking her warmth. Nikki, balancing rather better than Jess had, managed to spare one hand to grope her breasts longingly and another to tease her clit as Cindy practically tongue-fucked her from the table. It wasn't long before Nikki's moans became deeper and her balance seemed threatened by shivers of lust that quaked throughout her body. Nikki came, her orgasmic juices coating Cindy's face further. Jess smiled, and seemed to enjoy responding to Cindy.
"I promised I'd let you cum if you finished her off in under five minutes... It hardly seems fair to deny you and you did make her come in just over four minutes... Nikki, suck the poor girl's clit before she loses what little sense of decorum that remains in her."
Nikki had always seemed willing to take direction, and never seemed to mind providing oral for a male or female...assuming their body inspired desire within her. Nikki's mouth practically assaulted Cindy's pussy, and Cindy's desperation was clear when, after a few moments, her moans were nearly as loud as screams despite the panty-gag still fitted upon her. However, Jess stormed over and, grabbing Niki by her lovely brunette locks of hair, pulled her mouth and lunging tongue away from Cindy's awaiting pussy. Nikki looked confused, but Cindy's moans of desperate desire sounded almost like sobs. Jess answered after a moment, with the calm air of a true sexual torture mistress...
"Cindy... I said I would let you cum if you managed to make Nikki cum in time. I didn't say WHEN I would let you cum... You've still got quite a wait before I let you experience that particular pleasure. Oh, and Nikki...put that attentive mouth to work sucking off Chris, it looks like he's ready for some more attention.
Cindy's moan-sobs were desperate and heart-wrenching, but an unquestionable aphrodisiac. There could be no question, the denial of her orgasm was fueling more orgasms in all of us. The real question was whether her orgasm would merit her sufferings...
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