The Meeting Ch. 01

Tara stood just slightly to the side of Eli and Melody watched with lusty wonder as his cock twitched and bounced. Eli filled his lungs with her delicious scent and he felt himself swell even further. He could sense the precum oozing from the head of his shaft. Tara held the underwear high up and Eli’s head bent back, his nose straining upward to keep the scent in his nostrils. Like a mistress teasing an eager dog with a bone she held the aromatic and deeply sensual gift just out of Eli’s reach. For a moment he actually thought he was going to snap up and bite them from her hand but he pushed the urge down.

Melody could feel the tug low in her belly that signaled her awakening excitement. Her mind whirled with thoughts. She found herself genuinely concerned about soaking their couch with her juices. Melody was keenly aware of just how much she leaked when she grew excited and more just how much cum flooded from her if she actually orgasmed. As silly as it seemed she contemplated asking Tara if she would like her to sit atop a towel or perhaps a few. But she was quickly losing herself in the dance between Eli and Tara and the thought faded.

She marveled at Tara’s deft control over Eli and her knowing compassionate manipulation of his mind, his body, his emotions. She had gotten the briefest taste of it just moments ago and found herself deeply craving to feast herself on Tara’s obvious domination. She wanted desperately to offer herself up to Tara and surrender herself completely to this loving strong woman.

Tara slid the panties back down along Eli’s face and his eyes fluttered. He whimpered slightly when his chin met his chest and he could no longer follow the panties any further. Tara purred and leaned forward slightly. She slowly licked Eli’s face from his jaw to his temple. Eli’s mouth fell open in want at the slick touch on his flesh. At her touch.

“Mmmm…you like that don’t you pet?” Her full lips just a fraction from his ear. Her warm breath tickled the tiny hairs there and caused him to shiver.

“Yes.’ Eli’s voice barely a whisper.

“Such a horny boy you are. Here hold these for me,” Tara opened one leg of the panties and ringed them around Eli’s swollen cock. She let them slide down the shaft until they rested against his belly. She eased back and admired the sight. Eli’s eyes were closed as he struggled to stay focused.

Tara knew Eli so well, in some ways she may even know him better than he knew himself. Leading up to this day she had contemplated just directing him to plunge himself deep inside Melody and allow him to ravish her. Like two frenzied animals quickly spilling themselves onto one another with the pent up lust. She thought that perhaps that would allow Eli to set the need aside and then be more clearly focused on his submission to her.

But she dismissed the idea. Tara knew well that Eli lusted with a powerful hunger when he wanted something. Knew that once that lust was awakened he was all too often too weak to control it. Knew that a brief romping fuck, even with this one he wanted so badly would hardly slate his thirst and there would be no point then. No, it would be up to her to take control of Eli’s lust and guide him through the days to come.

She pressed her beer bottle against Eli’s cock and rubbed it up down over his rigid flesh. The stark cold against his engorged heat caused Eli to gasp and bite his lower lip. “Oooooo…Is that cold? Poor Baby.”

Tara pulled the bottle away and Eli felt the blood rush back into his lip as his teeth slowly released it. “That’s a good boy. Now don’t move.” Melody thought she sensed a change in Tara’s tone. Subtle and almost indiscernible but she was sure Tara now spoke with slightly more depth. Perhaps the slightest hint of passion creeping into her throat.

Melody’s lips parted in envious fascination as she watched Tara’s hand reach high up on Eli’s chest. Tara’s fingers spread and curled into a claw, her red nails glimmered like tiny spikes of pleasure. As Tara dug her nails deep into Eli’s flesh, just shy of breaking through the skin, he winced slightly and held his breath. Tara began to drag her nails down Eli’s chest with an agonizingly slow deliberation.

Melody found herself unconsciously leaning forward as she watched. She admired Eli’s stillness as he absorbed what she could only imagine had to be fairly intense pain. She yearned to feel Tara’s nails render her flesh in just such a way. Tara cooed in reassurance and approval as she watched the five red streaks rise in the wake of her nails.

Deeper and lower she dragged them down Eli’s body. Melody could see him twitch slightly as the sharp claws roamed across his ribs. Eli remained stock still, his eyes squeezed shut, his breath held. It hurt so bad. Later after Tara had worked him for a while this pain would pass almost unnoticed but when she began with her nails it always hurt. But he craved it and found himself slipping away. Could feel his spirit beginning to smolder with the first flickering flames of freedom.

Melody was transfixed by the sight. Her heart thumped slow and hard in her chest as she watched. A swell of thoughts swirled in her mind. She hoped Eli wasn’t hurting too bad but then again hoped he was. She was afraid of Tara turning those attentions toward her but then again desperately hoped that she would.

Melody heard Eli grunt and saw his thighs tense and fists ball up as Tara brought her skillful nails across the thin sensitive flesh of his ribs. She dragged them down over his hip and across his thigh. Red stinging welts rising behind her touch in stark contrast to Eli’s fair skin. Melody couldn’t help but think that Eli looked incredibly sexy just then.

Tara, knowing her painfully nurturing touch was beginning to have the desired effect on Eli, growled slightly, “Breathe. Breathe pet.” Tara was ever watchful over Eli when she began to ply herself on his body. She knew well that often she had to help him adjust to the sudden sharpness and help him ease through those first few minutes. Reminding him to breathe and to relax until his mind and body melted back into one and accepted her. From then on she had to watch Eli for his own safety. For after she coaxed him past that initiation, Eli would sink and continue sinking until he reached a placed where the pain simply came in rolling waves. When he got like that he could tolerate extreme amounts of pain and would cry out for more of it. He would beg for it both to feed his hunger and in an effort to please her. Eli could easily allow himself to be physically injured during those times. So Tara had learned to keep a careful eye on him throughout the entire experience. Her loving hands and thoughtful mind their guides along the blissful waters.

Over and over she dug at Eli’s flesh and as he took heed of Tara’s words and slowly began to breathe his body began to relax. He was slipping and Tara relished it. This power, this control, this infliction of pain. The mere thought that Eli would offer his body to her so that she may feed her own hunger always made her heart swell.

Tara took a step back and drank from her beer. She admired her handy work. Eli stood there, head lolling slightly, slowly sliding back to the reality at hand. Melody’s red panties hung from his cock. He now wore his red-streaked flesh like a pin striped suit. Tara couldn’t help but think he looked more than a little like Uncle Sam and she smiled at herself.

Her palm lay flat and warm over Eli’s heart and she could feel the dull thuds in his chest. Slow and relaxed were the beats and this pleased her. Eli’s eyes fluttered open and with a somewhat hazy look he gazed upon this woman he loved so dearly. “That’s my good boy Eli. That’s my good boy.” Tara’s reassuring words comforted him as they always did.

She turned back to Melody whose lips still hung open in hungry rapture, her eyes still fixed on Eli’s body. She snapped back into her own mind at Tara’s words, “Where did you put it Little M?”

She looked to Tara and found her kneeling before her suitcase and duffel bag. At first Melody was confused, her mind cloudy from all she was experiencing. But then she remembered one of the many instructions that Tara had given her before she had departed for the trip.

“Little M?” Tara’s sing-song voice rang out like a mother trying to get the attention of an overwhelmed child.

Melody tried to speak but then paused and cleared her throat. Confident she wouldn’t croak the words out she finally answered, “In…Inside the suitcase Ms. T. On the inside of the top is a pocket. It’s in there, they are all in there. Easily accessible just as you asked ma’am. Would you like me to get it for you?”

Tara smiled at Melody’s willingness to serve. She knew that this one was a complete submissive in every sense. Eli too was a complete submissive but he was strong-willed and feisty like a rogue mustang that constantly had to be reigned in. But this sweet young girl was the kind of submissive who craved to serve deep in the marrow of her bones. The idea excited Tara greatly. A whole new kind of submission for her mind to explore.

“No sweetheart, thank you but no. I’ll get it. Do you have anything in here that is private?”

Melody shook her head slowly, “No Ms. T, I don’t have anything that you cannot see. Anything…”

Tara regarded Melody for a moment, knowing she hadn’t just meant the contents of the suitcase. This would indeed be a challenge for Tara. This control over two radically different but equally willing submissives. With the control Tara knew well that she assumed a great responsibility. She was not only responsible for their well being and physical care but for their emotional and mental care. She had to read them both and ply her own mind and body to each of them in ways that would bring about all that they wished to give, all that they needed to rid themselves of. Tara was keenly aware that every sub was unique and different. She loved the idea of learning just exactly what would trip Melody’s switches and send her spiraling into that blurry world of freedom.

Tara opened the suitcase and Eli watched in curiosity at what it was she was retrieving, this agreement between the ladies unknown to him. He saw Tara’s hand reach into the pocket and could see her fingers exploring the objects inside. She felt and tested each of them until she came upon whatever it was she desired. Eli watched closely as Tara’s hand emerged with a long thin black wire. As she pulled further, Eli realized it was a sex toy. He studied the stubby clear plastic sheath with all its spikes and bumps wrapped tightly around a shiny silver bullet. The wire snaked out from the bullet to the bluish remote control.

Tara looked over at Melody and cocked her head as if to ask, “is this the one?” Melody slowly licked her lips and nodded. Tara smiled and rose with the device in her hands. She turned the dial on the control and the tiny but powerful bullet sprang to life. It buzzed loudly and Tara was pleasantly surprised by the power of the tiny toy. Tara didn’t care for weak toys, she liked them to be strong. Tiny and strong suited her even more.

She studied the little spikes and flicked them with her finger as the toy hummed in her hand. She pressed it to her forearm and felt the sensations then to her cleavage. She tested the toy on the sensitive bits of her exposed flesh. “Humph…” She smiled in surprised satisfaction and turned the toy off.

Tara strode over to Eli and ran the plastic covered bullet under his nose. “Ohhh...Look Eli, this is the toy that our sweet Little M uses to make herself cum. That’s a good boy, smell it. Lick it.” Tara growled quietly as Eli’s tongue darted out and caressed the toy. “Oh you like the idea of being so close to the toy that she uses on herself. I wonder how many orgasms this toy has given her? I wonder how many times she has taken this toy to her sweet little cunt and day dreamed of you fucking her?”

Eli grunted at the words and shivered slightly. Tara gave a sinister giggle as she watched him respond to her teasing. Tara turned and strolled around the antique chest she used as a coffee table coming to stand at the opposite end of the couch from the seated Melody. She did not look down at Melody or over at Eli but rather seemed to be looking out through the curtained window across the room. It seemed to Melody that Tara was contemplating something, or maybe simply pausing for a moment to enjoy herself.

Tara set the toy down with a clack on the wooden chest and again picked up her half-empty beer bottle. She eased herself down onto the couch and scooted her body over very close to Melody’s. Tara could feel the small girl begin to tremble with anticipation against her larger frame. Tara drank slow and deep from her bottle and then returned it to the chest.

Her gentle fingers reached out and caressed Melody’s soft flushed cheeks. Tara’s head cocked from side to side as she stroked Melody’s face and head. Her fingers leisurely running through her golden hair and down over her eyes. She was quite happy to sit for a moment and lovingly touch and explore this wonderful girl before her.

Melody’s eyes closed and her lips parted as she lost herself in Tara’s sensitive ministrations. Tara’s lone finger trailed down over Melody’s full lips and paused on the lower one. Instinctively, Melody’s tongue slipped out and caressed the offering. She hadn’t been aware she had done it, it was merely a reaction. But it pleased Tara and she purred. With that Melody licked at Tara’s finger all the faster until at last Tara eased the finger deep inside her wanting mouth.

Melody sucked at the finger with a loving worship. She sucked Tara’s finger into her as if she was trying to suck Tara herself into her body. She tasted for the first time the flesh of this strong woman that she so desired to be near.

Tara’s eyes were so close to Melody’s own now and she eased the finger in and out of Melody’s hungry mouth and allowed the girl to attack it. Without looking away Tara said, “Come here Eli.” From the corner of her eye, Tara could see him move up in front of Melody’s bent knees. “Down Eli. Get down on your knees”

Eli did as he was bade and knelt oh so close to Melody’s legs. Her sex only a fraction away from him now yet still hidden behind her clenched thighs. Tara pulled her shiny wet finger from Melody’s mouth and pushed gently on her shoulder. Melody’s eyes opened as she eased her shoulders back against the fluffy cushions behind her.

Tara’s warm hand slipped alongside Melody’s cheek and she turned her head to face her. Melody gazed deep into Tara’s eyes. Eyes that were now slightly darker yet at the same time clearer than they had been before. The look of lust beginning to fill them. It pleased Melody greatly to see a visible sign of Tara’s growing excitement.

With a surprising suddenness, Tara swept down to Melody’s face and consumed her mouth in a deep hard kiss. It took Melody a moment to adjust and then properly return the kiss that Tara lavished upon her. It was a strong powerful kiss and Melody quickly lost herself in it. Tara’s tongue invaded her mouth and danced about in lusty exploration.

Melody groaned quietly as Tara took her. Tara’s hand left her face and rubbed hard down over her chest. Her nails ever so slightly furrowing her flesh as they drifted downward. Melody’s mind whirled and she struggled to stay focused. She wanted desperately to stay focused so that she could properly react to Tara’s actions. She moaned into Tara’s mouth when she felt the fingers pinch and pull at her already swollen nipple. A hard squeeze that hurt a bit but felt so wonderful.

Tara was now attacking Melody’s face and neck and shoulder. Sucking, kissing, licking, biting. Melody’s body came alive with sensation as the strong woman explored her. Tara’s fingers pulled and twisted and squeezed her nipple and tiny zaps of pleasure shot out through her chest. Melody wanted to cry out and beg for more when she felt Tara’s hand move from her breast. The blood flooded back into her nipple with a subtle sting. But her thoughts of selfish begging were short lived as she felt Tara’s muscled fingers work down her soft belly.

Melody’s breaths came more forced now as she felt herself slipping into anticipation. Tara’s demanding touch stroked across her tender belly and Melody moaned. Melody struggled to flash her eyes open. There was Ms T starring at her face and Eli kneeling naked against her shins. She was so close to gone now. Quiet purrs and gentle moans escaped her lips without thought as she relished her acceptance amongst these two whom she cared for so deeply. Her cravings and desires fully awakened now.

She gasped and winced at the sudden sharp pain of Tara’s nails clawing deep into her tender inner thigh. Her head slammed back into the couch and she bit her lip hard at the quick sharp pain. She felt Tara cooing into her ear and heard her whispers, “Easy dear, easy…breathe…” Melody wanted more, it hurt but she desperately wanted more.

Melody had been involved in D/s relationships of one degree or another and with both sexes in the past. She had experienced pain and humiliation at the hands of others before but always it left her with a sense of incompleteness. They were carrying out the acts that she thought she so craved and indeed she had had some wonderful experiences, but in the end, when it was all over and she was left with her own thoughts, she still felt empty. But here, with these two people she felt herself feeling like she never had before.

As Tara’s stinging touch dragged across her tender flesh, Melody found herself slipping into a state of mind she had only barely recognized before. Tara pulled her nails deep and hard into Melody’s thigh and up over that sweet part of her where her hip melted into her body. Melody’s legs began to part without thought. She was breathing low and deep as she let herself go, the surrender. At last, the surrender.

“That’s my good girl, open your legs to me. Give me that cunt Little M.” Tara’s words came lusty and strong in her ear. She spread herself open wide in eager anticipation, wanting, needing, hoping.

Eli watched in desperate lust as Melody exposed herself to his attentive gave. Her pretty shaved pussy spreading before his eyes. He could see her lips shimmering with her growing wetness. His eyes glanced briefly at Melody’s raked inner thighs and he smiled inwardly to himself at the deep red streaks that Tara had raised there. He knew that this was what Melody needed, knew too that this was what Tara craved. Eli studied the sweet bare pubic mound presented now to his eyes. It was a part of Melody’s body that he found deeply attractive. Eli had always admired the odd parts of a body. And he found himself lusting after this bulbous slick mound of flesh, so much more than anything he had seen in the pictures.

“There’s my cunt.” Tara growled. She slapped her hand against Melody’s wetness with quick snap and Melody winced slightly. “My cunt Melody.” Her hand roamed over and around the puffy lips and teasingly tweaked her clit. “Do you understand Melody, this isn’t your cunt any more, it is mine. I own your cunt now.”

Melody groaned deep and loud with the words and the sensation, “Yes Ms T it is your cunt…please…please Ms T…it is your cunt…”

“It’s a naughty little cunt isn’t it Little One?”

“Yes ma’am,” Melody’s hips began to roll with Tara’s exploring touch.

“A needy little cunt”

“Yes”

Melody found her hips slipping forward, her body inching down, her ass just at the edge of the couch now. She could feel her spirit welling up inside her, could feel emotions slamming inside of her in a blissful dance with her body.

Tara eased back slightly and let the pad of her finger gently mingle over Melody’s swollen clit, soft and gentle. She gazed into Melody’s eyes for a moment. Melody surprised herself when the words left her lips, “Please, take me Ms T. Please let me be me…”