I live and write BDSM. Age 18+. Scarleteen is great for under 18.
I got the piece started for Masturbation Monday started before church this morning, although I continued it somewhat there, around my trying-not-to-meltdown. I've also made the change that I have to approve comments before they go live on my site; I do things very different in my writing. I'm not writing for a primarily white, primarily cisgender, primarily heterosexual audience. While I could be turning away readers, I rightly don't give a fuck. I'm writing for people who do or could enjoy erotica/erotic romance, but very seldom find themselves in the pages.
Kaya studied the chapter in the ASL phrase book, using her hands to make each sign after she studied it. I can do this. I know these signs well enough. "I want to play now. In Camelot," she signed.
"Yes, Lady," Ailin signed. His Adam's apple jumped. "Thanks for 'voices off' day."
"Sure," Kaya signed. She grabbed his hand and started them toward the play wing. I'll be able to just talk in sign soon. No, both of them said I have to use what I'm learning. She considered the signs before asking, "Your hearing aids in our bedroom?"
"Yes, Lady. After session? He slowly fingerspelled the word 'session' with his eyebrows lifted.
Kaya pointed at the floor before signing, "Lay."
Ailin sank to his knees before winging his legs around and slipping onto his back on the stone floor. He spread his feet just slightly more than shoulder width apart before lifting his gaze to Kaya's face.
Turning away from him, she went to the disguised toy cabinet. She spotted a pen and grabbed that for his safe object. Shaking her head, she moved it to her left hand. She sought his gaze before signing, "Safe object."
He lifted his left hand to accept the pen from her. "Thanks, Lady," he signed.
The door opened, admitting The Queen.
"The Queen!" Ailin signed.
Kaya looked over her shoulder and smiled. "Joining us, The Queen?" she signed.
"Like to join," The Queen signed.
Wrinkling her forehead, Kaya pondered her sign vocabulary. Do I really know enough ASL to manage a 2 dom-scene?
The Queen brushed his fingers across her forehead. First in speech then sign, he said, "You will handle whatever you were worrying about."
"How are you so much further in your ASL than I am, my Queen?" she blurted in speech.
"Working with Ailin twice a day, voices off." The Queen clasped Ailin's shoulder with one hand. "Scene?" he fingerspelled.
She pulled the handful of clamps and a glans ring from her pocket. She pointed at them and signed, "These... touch... orgasm."
"Orgasm?" The Queen repeated, signing with both hands.
"Eventually, The Queen?" Ailin signed.
"Yes." Using his index finger The Queen traced a path, like a visual growl, from Ailin's collar to the line of his pubic hair. He took the glans ring from her palm. With a few slow strokes, he increased the gorgeous hardness of Ailin's cock before slipping the metal ring past the head of his cock. He pointed at Kaya, the clamps, and then Ailin.
I don't need to sign to do this. She tweaked Ailin's nipples, one at a time, harder and harder until he gasped. Focusing on his chest and face, she affixed a Japanese clover clamp to each nipple.
Ailin cried out, his lips remaining parted. His knuckles turned white as he gripped the pen.
"Safe object," Kaya signed.
The Queen fisted Ailin's cock as Kaya moved on to pinching up small chunks of his chest and stomach before securing plastic-tipped clamps on them.
"Please, Lady, The Queen," Ailin signed, his hand hovering carefully over him to avoid touching any clamps."
"No," The Queen signed.
Kaya moved between Ailin's legs. She met his gaze before leading it to his hand holding his safe object.
"Lady," he pushed out in a whimpering voice. He released a deep groan when she placed the first small alligator clamp with rounded teeth on his scrotum; the sound continued until he was breathless through the application of three more clamps.
From a pocket in his jeans, The Queen produced a three-jointed urethral sound. He lifted both eyebrows.
Kaya nodded; Ailin closed his eyes for a long moment before he reopened them to the doms' laughter.
"You, The Queen?" Kaya signed.
The Queen nodded. He released Ailin's cock and went to the toy cupboard. Positioning himself so Ailin and Kaya could see, he cleaned the sound with a wipe before grabbing a tube.
Kaya wrapped her hand around Ailin's hard shaft as The Queen dripped what happened to be sterile lubricant over the glans. She watched The Queen grasp the glans ring as he eased the sound into Ailin's piss-hole. She looked to Ailin's hand holding the safe object. Even with her moved gaze, she listened to her boy's soft moans. His eyelashes fluttered, drawing her attention to his face.
"Please, orgasm, Lady," Ailin signed.
"The Queen," Kaya signed. I love the way his hand rocks against the floor as he holds onto the pen. Safe objects are more enjoyable that I even imagined. She moved to his side where she could watch The Queen and Ailin's hand with the safe object.
Ailin's toes curled into the floor as the metal slipped past the final joint into his cock.
Holding Ailin's cock and the sound still with one hand, The Queen signed, "Ready to orgasm?"
"Please, The Queen!" Ailin signed with huge movements even laying on his back.
The Queen lead Kaya's hand to replace his on Ailin's cock. He withdrew the sound a few inches before thrusting it back in.
"Please!" Ailin screeched.
"No voice, boy," The Queen signed.
"Please, The Queen!" Ailin signed.
"Count from 10 to 1. Then you may orgasm."
How'd he put together than second sentence? Kaya pressed her teeth into the inside of her lip as The Queen withdrew the sound.
His right hand shaking, Ailin made a fist and shook it.
Kaya tugged a clamp off Ailin's scrotum; his hand blazed through several number. His counting froze when she removed the next clamp. She grinned to see him sign 3. She pulled the last clamp off his scrotum before grasping his hand. She pressed his thumb against his palm and then urged his middle finger down. She drew his index finger between her lips.
Ailin writhed against the floor as his cum shot out of him, onto the floor, onto his stomach. His left hand relaxed, letting the pen roll to the floor.
The Queen went about gently removing the clamps remaining on Ailin as Kaya lay on her side and curled against her boy. When the last clamp was removed, he also turned onto his side and encouraged Ailin to nestle against him. "Good boy," he signed and kissed Ailin's cheek.
"Thank you, Lady, The Queen," Ailin signed and closed his eyes to relax in their care.