Page 97 of Office Intrigue (Office Intrigue Duet 1)
Mr. Daniels demonstrated this by grabbing the straps above my head and lifting the swing, which brought me to my tiptoes, then allowing it to drop. The sudden momentum caused the strap between my legs to tighten, allowing the dildo to push impossibly deeper, making me cry out as it filled me.
“Color, Luci?” Master called out.
“Green,” I said instantly. The toy wasn’t painful, not by a long shot.
“Continue,” Master instructed.
Mr. Daniels took a step back. “Should you choose to offer her up to another, you can also adjust the swing by shifting the arm restraints and using this strap.” He did something that repositioned me so that I was leaning forward, my hands and forearms pulled slightly behind my head while my elbows rested on another strap, which kept my shoulders from bending at an awkward angle. It was different, but not an uncomfortable position. “You can also use the chest strap if you’d prefer not to restrain her arms. It all depends on which position you choose and how creative you want to get. As always, it’s about safety and pleasure, not discomfort.”
When he adjusted the other strap, I was suspended in the air, my face forward, ass out, with the dildo still penetrating my pussy. I could almost imagine myself using this contraption alone to bring myself pleasure. If my feet were touching the floor, I’d have the ability to rock on the dildo.
“In this position, you have free reign of her mouth and her ass. If she were on her back with the dildo in her ass, her pussy would be available to you. Now we shall enjoy the show.”
In my peripheral vision, I noticed Landon move around to my left, while Ben moved to my right. I couldn’t see Mr. Daniels or Master, but I knew they were behind me.
Unmoving, I watched as Justin unbuckled his belt, then freed his cock. He was already hard as he caressed my lips with the swollen head.
“Suck,” he instructed, his tone gentle.
I opened my mouth and took him inside. I couldn’t move, not even my head, which allowed him to fuck my mouth as he saw fit. For several minutes, he played with me, pulling me forward so that his cock pushed deep into my throat, then shifting me back. It was an interesting sensation, to say the least.
I felt warm hands on my ass. Justin was obstructing my view of the mirror, so I wasn’t sure if they were Master’s or Mr. Daniels’s. I could only assume they were Master’s since he said they would not be allowing Mr. Daniels to touch me.
While Justin continued to fuck my mouth slow and deep, something cool slid down the crack of my ass and then a thick finger slid inside, teasing me. I was then impaled back and forth. Justin’s cock in my mouth, the dildo in my pussy, and the finger in my ass.
I was surprised by how erotic it was.
“Our pet has a very tight ass,” Master noted, confirming that he was the one fucking my ass with his finger. “So fucking tight.”
He inserted another and I moaned around Justin’s cock. They continued to use me, filling all of my holes for several minutes.
And then it all stopped and I was repositioned so that my feet were once again touching the floor and my arms were directly above my head. My breaths were rapid as my arousal intensified. I didn’t want them to stop. I could see the men behind me in the mirror and I met Master’s heated gaze. He seemed to be enjoying the show.
I was so caught up in looking at him that it shocked me when Justin’s cock breached my asshole. The discomfort was significant initially, stealing my breath as his cock filled me. With the dildo inside, it was an overwhelming feeling. Although Master and Landon had fucked me like this before, it had been a while.
“Fuck, she’s tight,” Justin groaned. “I like the dildo, for sure. I also like that I can move her. I have a swing at home that I’ve utilized before. I think I like this one better.”
Although he sounded clinical in his assessment, there was nothing dispassionate about the way Justin was fucking my ass. The dildo was stuffed inside me, and the angle caused my clit to be pressed against the leather strap between my legs. His hands curled around my thighs and he tilted me so that my feet came off the ground. In that position, he pulled me onto him over and over, fucking me deeper than before.
I moaned, not caring how I sounded. It felt so good I didn’t really care.
“There’s one more thing I meant to show you,” Mr. Daniels said.
The dildo came to life, vibrating inside me.
“Oh, God!” I screamed, the sensation shooting me right to the precipice of a climax that would likely kill me. It was that intense. Up until that point, I hadn’t thought about climaxing, but the strength of it launched me straight to the edge.
