Yvette: Session 02

Her spasms subsided and she sat completely still, eyes still screwed shut and one hand over her mouth.

"--again," Lexy finished. Charlie looked at Lexy without moving his head. Her face was flushed and her lips were parted slightly as she stared at Erin, one hand fidgeting with the top button of her blouse. She absently moistened her lips with her tongue before regaining her composure.

"Well," she said, re-affixing her best customer-service smile. "You folks have a nice evening." Then she turned quickly on her heel and headed back to the kitchen.

David had just been standing casually at the side of the table with a smirk on his face. "You folks have a good night," he said simply, then returned to the bar.

After a pause, Erin opened one eye. "Oh god," she said. "I can't believe that happened."

Before Charlie could answer, his phone buzzed again.

"Leave. Now."

Charlie looked down at his throbbing erection then over at Yvette, who was looking directly at him for the first time all night. She looked him dead in the eye and raised an eyebrow.

"Um ..." he said to Erin. "We are supposed to go."

"Now?" Erin moaned.

"Believe me, it's a little awkward for me too," Charlie replied. "But ... yeah."

Erin took a deep breath and stood up, stumbling slightly on unsteady legs before smoothing her dress self-consciously in the back.

Charlie also stood up. In his incredibly aroused state and flimsy trousers, his erection was unmistakable to anyone in the restaurant. Charlie wasn't sure if it was in spite of this fact or because of it, but he was dimly aware of becoming even more aroused. He grabbed the cannelloni from the table and considered trying to use it to hide himself before deciding simply to make a break for the exit. Erin was already a few steps ahead of him.

On the way out, they had to pass Lexy, who had relocated back to the host stand. She smiled at them as they approached, but her smile quickly disappeared when her eyes drifted down to Charlie's very noticeable and very distracting erection. Lexy sucked in a breath and bit her lower lip, her hand going immediately to her top button again.

Charlie just smiled sheepishly and followed his wife out to the car.

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The car ride back to the studio had been wet and breathless. Charlie and Erin had tried to stay composed with Bryan sitting just inches away in the front seat. But their hands couldn't help but wander as they sat snuggled together in the back seat, Charlie's to his wife's slick thighs and hers straying periodically to Charlie's throbbing cock before darting shyly away. Bryan drove them in silence and, if he noticed, made no sign of it, aside perhaps from a barely noticeable smile as he let them out of the car and bid them goodnight.

The couple was now standing in the dungeon studio, shrinking under Yvette's stern glare. Yvette was still dressed as she had been at the Cattail, but had retrieved her riding crop and was holding it under her arm.

She stared at them for a long moment, saying nothing.

"Both of you, get undressed and go lay on the bed," she finally said, as though scolding two misbehaving teenagers.

Already embarrassed and tingling from head to toe, both Charlie and Erin obeyed immediately. Charlie's cock throbbed as his wife pulled the sundress over her head and stood naked before them. He noticed a small, bright pink thing sticking out from between her legs. It looked for all the world like a tiny antenna. The vibrator, he surmised.

Charlie and Erin made their way over to the bed. As they climbed in on opposite sides, their eyes met and they started to giggle. Erin yelped as Yvette's riding crop found the soft skin of her ass.

"Lie down," Yvette ordered.

"Yes, mistress," they said in unison and did as instructed.

"Now," Yvette said, as she walked slowly around the bed. "Both of you had some very specific instructions." As she reached the corner near Charlie's head, she reached beneath the mattress and pulled out a leather cuff that was attached to the bed frame. Charlie obediently allowed her to fasten it to his wrist, binding him to the bed.

"We had fairly mixed results in terms of your adherence to those instructions."

"Yes, mistress," they both said, again in unison. Yvette continued her slow circuit around the bed, stopping at each corner to fasten one of either Charlie's or Erin's limbs to the frame via a leather cuff.

"Charlie, your performance was... mostly adequate," she said. "But the hesitation you showed on your way out is unacceptable."

"Yes, mistress," Charlie replied, his face flushing.

"And Erin -- not only were you told not to reveal the device to Charlie, you were told very specifically not to orgasm while at the restaurant."

Erin giggled, then yelped when Yvette smacked her hip with the riding crop. "I mean, yes mistress," she said.

Yvette had finished her circuit around the bed. Charlie and Erin each had one wrist and one ankle secured to the bed frame. Their other limbs were fastened each to each other so that they lay spread-eagled on the bed next to each other, bound to each other at the wrist and ankle and to the bedframe.

"As a result of your disobedience," Yvette continued, "you made quite a scene. And you caused poor Lexy and David an unacceptable degree of embarrassment."

Charlie shrank a little bit, feeling some genuine embarrassment at having caused two strangers discomfort. He also felt a distinct thrill thinking back on the fact that two strangers had watched his wife cum in public.

"Because of this," Yvette went on, "I believe it is only fair that you two make it up to Lexy and David."

Charlie and Erin exchanged confused looks, then both craned their necks as the door to the studio opened. Lexy and David entered, both wearing black robes. They stood beside Yvette and both gave her respectful nods.

"Hello, mistress," Lexy cooed. Her voice had shed the bright midwestern earnestness from the restaurant, replacing it with a lustful silkiness.

"Mistress," David nodded and his own voice was darker than before, practically a growl.

"Hello you two," said Yvette. "These two would like to make amends for their little ... performance in the restaurant. As you can see, they are yours to do with as you wish for the moment."

"Yes, mistress," Lexy and David said in unison.

"David, why don't you start?"

"Gladly, mistress," David said and began to take off his robe.

Charlie couldn't help but stare. As handsome as he was with his clothes on, David was even better-looking with them off. Trim, but not skinny; muscular, but not bulging. He had tattoos across his back and at his hips, the latter of which drew even more attention to the already attractive v-shape cut by his obliques. These, in turn, drew attention to his impressive, semi-hard cock.

Charlie felt a pang of jealousy and looked over at Erin. His wife was staring openly at David, her mouth hanging lustfully open. To his surprise, Charlie felt a rush of excitement winding around the jealousy.

As David began to climb onto the bed between Erin's legs, she suddenly threw her head back. Both David and Charlie looked at Yvette, who had her phone in her hand. She looked up from the screen, then turned it towards the bed revealing a pink, pulsing line dancing across it -- presumably, Charlie thought, mirroring the rhythm of the vibrator now stimulating his wife.

"I think this is appropriate," Yvette said.

"Yes, mistress," David replied, then turned back to Erin.

Now kneeling on the bed between Erin's spread legs, David leaned forward, supporting his weight on his hands so he hovered over Erin's body, which had begun to writhe and squirm from the vibrations in her pussy. He smiled at her.

"Hi, Erin. I'm David," he said.

She smiled back.

"Mmmm," she moaned, "hi David."

"How do you feel about this, Erin?"

"Ungh," Erin moaned. "So good."

Charlie looked over at Yvette who was manipulating her phone with her thumb.

"Good," David said, and shifted so that his head was over her breasts. She gasped as he took a swollen nipple into his mouth.

Charlie watched in rapt attention, amazed at the effect this was having on him. Their dirty talk had involved threesomes before -- including with other men -- but Charlie couldn't believe he was about to watch another man fuck his wife. More surprising was how utterly aroused he was by it.

After thoroughly attending to Erin's breasts, David began to work his way down her body, kissing his way along her belly down to her buzzing, humming slit.

Erin turned her head and looked Charlie in the eye, squeezing his hand. It was electrifying. Charlie squeezed back, breathing more and more heavily as his heart pounded in his chest.

"Oh god, baby," Erin groaned, "it feels so good."

Charlie just moaned in response as Erin gasped -- David had reached her pussy and was now diving in with abandon.

Charlie looked over to where Yvette and Lexy were still standing. Yvette watched impassively, thumb moving over her phone, but otherwise showing barely any reaction to the scene before her. Lexy, on the other hand, was watching intently, biting her lower lip. Her robe was falling open slightly and Charlie could see the tops over her breasts, pushed up even higher as Lexy hugged herself with one arm.

Charlie's attention was drawn by movement next to him as David sat up on the bed. His cock was at full attention now and Charlie felt just a twinge of inadequacy looking at its length and girth. This didn't stop his own cock from standing at full attention as he watched the scene next to him on the bed. It dimly registered to him that he was about to watch another man fuck his wife and the thought made his heart beat even faster.

David reached between Erin's legs and gently tugged on the pink antenna, sliding the teardrop-shaped vibrator out with a soft, wet pop. Erin moaned desperately and arched her hips towards David, as if begging him to fill her pussy.

He shifted forward and lined himself up, then thrust slowly but firmly into Erin's writhing cunt. She groaned and arched her back, pulling against the restraints as David began to slide his length in and out of her. Charlie squeezed his wife's hand and watched, desperately wanting to take hold of his own cock. But the restraints held him.

"Lexy." Charlie's attention was interrupted by Yvette's voice.

"Yes, mistress," Lexy breathed, then undid the tie to her robe, letting it fall to the floor.

Charlie blatantly stared. Like David, Lexy was pretty with her clothes on, but stunning with them off. Her body was a classic hourglass, with a trim, soft belly and flared hips that tapered to long, muscular legs. Her breasts were truly things to behold. Large and round, they swayed and jiggled as Lexy moved, with round, pink nipples that sat high on luscious mounds of pale, round girlflesh.

Lexy swayed her way to the bed and climbed onto it, throwing her leg over Charlie so that she was sitting straddling him just above his cock, which twitched as it nestled between her soft, smooth ass cheeks. Lexy leaned forward until her mouth was at Charlie's ear. He felt her hard nipples pressing into his chest as her breasts squeezed between their bodies.

"I wasn't really embarrassed," she whispered in his ear, as David began pumping harder into Erin on the bed next to them. "I was just thinking about whether that wonderful cock of yours would feel as good in my pussy as it did in my hand."

Thwack!

Lexy squealed and sat bold upright, causing her tits to jiggle and Charlie to grunt as she shifted her weight.

"Lexy..." Yvette scolded.

"Sorry, mistress," Lexy pouted. Charlie could feel her wetness against his skin and it was beginning to drive him crazy.

"Now, Lexy," Yvette instructed.

"Yes, Mistress."

"And Charlie --" Yvetted leaned closer to him. "Don't cum."

"Ungh, y-yes mistres-uuuuughhh." As Charlie tried to respond, Lexy lifted her hips and impaled herself on his cock, taking him to the hilt in one smooth motion. She gave an appreciative groan as she settled onto him and began slowly to roll her hips around. Charlie felt the pressure growing between his legs and tried desperately to calm himself down.

David was now thrusting into Erin with long, hard strokes and she moaned with each one.

"Oh, Charlie," she groaned and her cries were punctuated by the sounds of flesh against flesh as David pounded her with his thick, hard cock. "Oh Charlie, baby, it feels so good. He's fucking me so good."

Charlie felt him squeeze his hand and, Lexy's ministrations notwithstanding, wriggled closer to his wife until their faces were almost touching. Erin did the same and pressed her mouth into Charlie's, and he pushed his tongue frantically between her lips.

David's rhythm picked up and he began to make short, deep, grunting sounds, rocking Erin's body back and forth as he fucked her. Lexy was beginning to bounce up and down on Charlie's cock and he looked away from Erin for a moment to watch her, feeling a pang of longing to reach up and squeeze her bouncing, jiggling tits. He wasn't sure how much longer he could last.

His wife's voice brought his attention back to her side of the bed.

"Oh god, baby, oh Charlie, I can feel it, he's going to ... oh, Charlie he's cumming, oh baby he's cumming in me!!"

Charlie pressed his face against Erin's cheek and squeezed her hand as David roared and thrust hard into her, emptying his load into her wanton, willing pussy. Erin bucked hard, her own orgasm triggered by the feeling of the handsome almost-stranger filling her cunt.

It was all too much for Charlie. His hips bucked up against the busty brunette and he exploded, pouring cum into her wet, hot, pussy. She stopped bouncing and rode him out, keeping them connected as Charlie thrashed underneath her.

As their orgasms subsided, David sat up, breathing heavily. He gently disengaged from Erin, got off the bed, and stood next to Yvette, who placed an approving hand on her shoulder. Lexy, still with Charlie's slowly softening cock inside her, shifted restlessly on top of him.

"Mistress, I think he came," Lexy said sweetly.

"Yes," Yvette replied, frowning slightly. "Against my instructions. Lexy, please go with David into the other room."

"But Mistress," Lexy whined, "I didn't get to." She squirmed on Charlie's sensitive cock, causing him to gasp.

"David, could you ...?" Yvette said, gently taking his semi-flaccid cock in her hand and slowly stroking it.

"Yes, mistress," he said and picked up the robes off the floor and turned to the door, pausing to wait for Lexy.

"Lexy, go with David," Yvette said. It was not a request.

"Yes Mistress!" Lexy said brightly and removed herself from Charlie's cock, squealing as a gush of cum dripped out of her. David put his arm around her shoulders and they disappeared through the door.

Yvette quickly and efficiently made her way around the bed, removing the cuffs that bound Charlie and Erin to the bedframe and to each other. Though she worked quickly, she made sure to gently stroke and caress both Charlie and Erin, who snuggled together in the center of the bed.

Again, Yvette pulled a soft blanket over the two of them and stroked their heads for a minute as they held each other, both exhausted and hazy.

"That was wonderful, you two," Yvette said. "Stay as long as you want. Let Letitia know if you need anything. And I'll see you next time."

She left through the same door as Lexy and David.

Charlie and Erin cuddled for a while before retiring to their separate changerooms and showering. They were both blissfully weary, like they'd just taken a long sauna.

In spite of that, it was barely 10 minutes after they arrived home that they fell into bed again, passionately reclaiming each other, starting with long, slow love-making before devolving into sweaty, frantic fucking.

Afterwards, they cuddled again, this time in the familiar comfort of their own bed.

"I liked watching her on top of you," Erin shyly admitted. Charlie smiled. "I liked watching you, too," he replied. And though he still found it strange to admit out loud, he didn't doubt for a second it was true.

Erin sighed contentedly, then they both drifted off to sleep wondering what could possibly be in store for session three.