1/23/2017 0 Comments The Queen Considers His PleasureSomething about the inspiration picture made me think of The Queen and Greta when they were moving from "friends in the BDSM scene" to "Master and slave" or maybe "Dominant and submissive"- I can't imagine personally making the switch in roles that Greta did.
--- "So now what will please me?" The Queen wondered aloud, his grin stating that he wasn't asking Greta's opinion. Her fingers rested between her cunt lips as he'd placed them. Not going to look at the floggers and crops and other things he's used on me. He must have needed this as much as I. Pleasant aches played across her skin and in her muscles where the impacts had made her scream and beg to come. "Look at you with you fingers right where I told you to put them, but not moving. Not going to try for an orgasm without my permission?" The Queen chuckled. "No, my Queen," Greta whimpered. Her nipples tightened as if he'd put the clamps back on them. "Use your other hand to pinch your nipples," he ordered. She moved her fingers like she played the piano as she obeyed him. The first gasp escaped when she touched her left nipple, the first one he'd clamped with the cruel Japanese clover clamps he'd been pleased to remind her had been a gift from her to him. "Good girl," he taunted as her fingers moved to right nipple. "Please, my Queen," she begged. She pressed her fingers into her genital area between her outer and inner labia. No reason to make it harder to obey him without his direct order. "No." He smirked at her. "Something more is needed here." He lazily rumpled his hair before getting up from the wooden box he had sat on. "Hold that pose." The words caught in her throat when he disappeared from her view before she could respond with any of the respect language that had made his cock so hard earlier. Her inner thighs pulled at her attention with their stickiness; all she needed was his permission and she'd have the best orgasm of her life. Simon reclined on the box The Queen had abandoned. "Too bad you haven't been through his formal collaring so I could fuck with you, even if it is lovely to see you so stripped." Greta pressed her feet into the carpeting, feeling the thick cuffs The Queen had placed on her ankles anew. "I... I didn't say no, before the collaring," she babbled. "Yes, you gave a whole lot of consent, but I still need his order to allow me." Simon grinned. "For now." "My boy! So glad to see you had a moment," The Queen called out as he approached them. "Like to help give me some pleasure?" "Always, my Queen. How might I help?" Simon responded. "Well first I would suggest you get naked so you can enjoy how you will be helping more." The Queen ran his fingers under the hem of Simon's white tank top. "That sounds good, my Queen." Simon pulled his top up and off, moaning as The Queen's fingers moved over his skin. She chewed on her bottom lip so she didn't make a noise to draw their attention to her. "These fitted pants make me want to get out of these business clothes and fuck you both," The Queen growled. "And your sleeves rolled up like that make me wanna beg for your cock, my Queen," Simon answered. He leaned into The Queen's hands as they undid the button and then pulled down the zipper. "Such a cock tease." The Queen reached into Simon's pants and grabbed his semi-hard. "You are going to lay still with your cock in her ass, your fingers pinching her nipples." A groan escaped her trembling lips, bringing the men's attention to her. "I see you like my idea." The Queen pushed Simon's pants to his ankles. "Obey." Simon rushed to lay on the floor beside Greta; she dove onto him, her mouth wetting his cock before she scrambled over his legs. He grasped her hips as she backed up onto his cock. "Simon will stay mostly still so you'll need to make yourself come using your fingers on your clit. Can you do it?" The Queen asked as he sat back on the box. "Yes, my Queen!" Greta whimpered as Simon let go of one hip to help guide his cock into her asshole. "Ti... ti--" "Yes, I think it would be nice if you used Simon's title as you will be beneath him in my hierarchy after your collaring." The Queen interrupted her stammering. "And beneath me physically as much as he'll allow," Simon muttered as he help Greta relax back onto his torso. She trembled against him as his cock filled her up, pushing her back toward coming. "Now that pleases me," The Queen said as the slaves moved against each other on the floor before him. "You're not obeying him fully," Simon taunted with his lips against Greta's earlobe. "Neither are you," Greta retorted. Her body tightened in one moment as Simon's fingers found her sore nipples. Her fingers glided over her slick cunt. "Please, please, please, my Queen!" "So lovely. Make yourself come, and Simon if you can too." Greta pushed down onto Simon's cock, her hips shuddering as the orgasm rocked her body. "Coming! My Queen!" she cried out as she rode Simon's cock, her fingers sliding into her cunt. With his fingers pulling and pinching her nipples, she thrashed against him. "Please, my Lord, please fill my ass!" "Can I please touch her other than her nipples, my Queen?" Simon pleaded. "Sure," The Queen laughed. Simon gripped her hips and held her still as he pounded up into her. "That's my girl. Keep coming for me. You feel so good." Greta cried out as Simon's thrusts prevented her orgasm from stopping. He released her right hip to reach around and slap her cunt lips. Her cries became screams as she lurched to sitting up on him. "Come back here!" Simon wrapped his arm around her chest and pulled her back onto him. "Filling your ass, dirty girl." "Yes, thanks, my Lord, my Queen." Greta squeezed her eyes shut. "Good slaves," The Queen groaned. Simon and Greta smiled at The Queen before relaxing into each other.
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