The Snake and the Butterfly (13/?)
Fandom: Ghost/ex-ghost/tid/mcc/priest
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Don't know, don't own, never happened, no money was made :(
Notes: None
Warnings: Sex.
Since the secret was out, you made no effort to hide how close you two were. Any opportunity you got to hold her hand, wrap your arm around her waist or give her a kiss you took...it was a bit childish really to be doing it in a small part because you wanted to make her dad uncomfortable. Since admitting exactly what you felt, you'd felt like there was a lot less weight on your shoulders and maybe it was because she also had admitted it...you weren't sure, it sounded a little juvenile to be excited over someone saying that they loved you really. In any case, her dad avoided you like plague and had gone a majority of that morning not even speaking to her...the only time he spoke was after her mom brought up a holiday function in conversation and mentioned that O should probably take you into town to find something nice to wear. There had been a small argument between her parents when he'd outright said that you weren't welcome to come but her mom had squashed the objection quickly before telling you both that it was semi-formal so look for a nice dress and possibly a tux. You inwardly groan at the idea of wearing one though, you didn't like them much at all but you just smile and nod. After the morning you had you end up secluding yourself in the backyard off to the side so that no one would see you passing by, you hadn't brought much to begin with and you'd been saving it...but you found that it was needed badly or you'd end up dwelling on that morning all day. So you sat outside in the cold with a joint in your mouth scrolling through your phone, there were quite a few messages from Simon that you'd not seen until now and as you were reading them it became clear that he also was being taken to a function, he didn't necessarily want to go but because Sara was supposed to go it meant he did to. It's a bright day outside and if it hadn't been for the grey color of the sky and the barren trees everywhere you would have thought it would be warm, it wasn't like you weren't used to winter though. It wasn't like your hometown was perpetually in winter all the time but when they had winter they had fucking winter, and this was nothing.
"You going to share some of that?"
You jump so hard that you almost drop your phone on the ground and loose the joint that was between your lips. "Jesus woman!"
You feel her flick the back of your ear lightly. "Watch your mouth young man."
"Seriously what are you...a ninja?"
O's mom chuckles before putting her hands on her hips. "So, are you going to share some of that?"
You look at her for a long time before you take the joint and hand it to her, you aren't rightly sure how to feel about this right now. "I didn't know you partied."
"It's been a long time." She takes in a deep drag before giving it back to you and letting it out slowly. "I'm sorry about David...I can understand why he's upset but I think he took it a bit too far."
"I didn't help..."
"No...you didn't, but it doesn't excuse what he said. I do have to ask you something though."
"What's that?"
"Where do you see her and you in a few years...five, ten...what do you see."
"I haven't thought about what my future would look like without her in it..."
"Good...because as much as I love seeing her happy...if you end up hurting her..."
"I'm not going to."
"I don't think you will dear...but sometimes things don't work out the way we expect them too."
"I know..."
She's quiet for a long time, and for that time you both pass your joint back and forth until it's gone, she surprises you by what she asks you and its hard to hide how unprepared you were for it.
"Please tell me you two are using protection."
"Um..."
"I know my daughter doesn't follow the faith Linton...and I'm going to go out on a limb and say that you don't either."
"No..."
"So...?"
"I'm not going to lie, I kind of feel on the spot answering this right now..."
She smiles. "That's what the mother in law is supposed to do."
You go to say that she isn't quite that, but you find that she might as well be considering how serious things were. "I guess you're right...so...yeah we do."
"Don't want kids?"
"I don't know...not now obviously...it would only complicate things..."
"Kids will always complicate things, doesn't matter when you have them."
"I guess the answer is...yes but later ?"
"Hm...."
"What?"
"I'll be holding you to that." She puts her hand on your shoulder before she coughs a little. "Anyhow...you and O better get going...might take a while to find something for both of you."
"Ok...any dress rules I should know about?"
"Keep it somewhat classy, I'm sure you can manage with that." She helps you stand up and gives you smile. "Do I smell?"
You laugh harder than you mean too and it doesn't take much to get both of you laughing at the question. "You're fine...act natural."
You both head back into the house fighting off laughing fits and probably smelling faintly of weed.
You both don't actually end up leaving until a bit later than either of you originally wanted to but a plus was that a majority of the places you went with her weren't that crowded. She seemed to be getting around a bit better than she had that morning and after a while of walking she asks you what you were thinking for a plan. You really didn't have one...finding something for yourself was easy...it was pretty much a tux or nothing and since you had to relegate yourself to looking like a penguin for a night, you tell her that her dress will probably take the most time.
"If i'd have known this I would've brought mine and saved the trouble..."
"If I'd have known I would've been thinking about this before now..." You hear her sigh heavily.
"Don't women like this kind of thing?" You hold back a laugh when she looks at you with an odd expression.
"Seriously?"
"No...it was a joke...but come on..." You put your hand on her back and start leading her in the direction of a shop you see has wedding and prom dresses and though she doesn't actively fight you, you can tell that she doesn't look forward to it. "Don't worry...i'll help."
"Oh my god, at least give my lady parts a small break.."
"It's been at least 12 hours..."
She stops just outside the doors and looks at you like you're crazy but there is something else there that you can't quite place. "Are you seriuosly?"
You shrug...it's been just as hard on you as it has her to not try and do anything. "Maybe a little, just remember that as long as you've not gotten any, I didn't get in there either..."
"But you also got blowjobs Daddy."
"You weren't complaining about it."
She gives you just the most overly innocent smile, "You have me there Sir...I did enjoy it a lot."
You open the door and nudge her a bit until she walks inside. "I did say I was going to break you didn't I?"
"You did Sir..." she stops short and you run into the back of her barely hard enough to move her but you know as soon as she pushes against you that it was on purpose.
"Didn't learn your lesson last night?"
"I did Sir...I'm not teasing." She's looking around a little but not really concentrating on anything. "You're going to be nice and help me...so it's only right that I repay my Master's kindness isn't it Sir?"
It's the first time she's ever called you that outside of the bedroom and honestly you hadn't been prepared to hear it, you feel your pants get just a bit tighter before you watch her walk off, swinging her hips like she hadn't just gotten destroyed the night before.
You legitimately try. You try so hard to stay focused on the task at hand because you want her to find something before you take care of this problem. You want nothing more than to get her alone in a dressing room really...the only problem being that you hadn't anticipated things going like this really. The gala was tomorrow night so it was very important to get this stuff out of the way since tomorrow would be very busy you were sure...so you really were hoping that you could get one more go with her since tomorrow probably wasn't going to happen, but you normally didn't carry protection with you and you were pretty adamant about using it...though watching her come out in different dresses that all clung to her nicely had you thinking that you could deal with the chance this one time. During the times she was changing you had been texting Simon, he was helping keep your head in the right place so to speak and after a few texts he started asking about the event you were being taken to. You send him a short message saying that all you know is that it is probably a police department holiday ball...it wasn't unheard of for law enforcement to do it you figured. After a few minutes you get back a text that makes you stare at your phone oddly, Simon says that his is also a holiday ball for law enforcement and then he asks you where exactly yours is being held so you tell him. He doesn't text you back but instead calls you and while you're a bit surprised you answer the phone.
"Heeeey...where are you right now?"
"At some dress shop helping O pick out something to wear...why?"
"No...I mean like what city...smartass." You tell him and there is a long silence. "Ok...so I'm assuming that you're in the shop on....Main?"
You pause for a second before you walk to the front of the store and glance at the street signs a few buildings down. "No fucking way."
"Fucking way. We're going to be there in like...five minutes."
"Well..we'll be here..."
When you hang up you head back to where O is and knock on the door, you completely forget wanting to ravage her in public by this point. "Hey...so you'll never believe this..."
"Believe what?...what did you do Sir?"
"Why would you think I did something?"
"You're mischievous Sir."
"Anyway...guess who else is going to this little get together...and will be showing up soon."
"Jesus Christ..."
"Um..."
"I need help..."
"Open up then..."
She opens the door and you go inside closing it before any of the employees see you, when you turn around she has her back to you with her hair pulled over her shoulder. "Could you zip me Daddy?"
You reach out and pull it up before she puts her arms under her hair and lets it down her back again, she turns around and holds her arms out.
"So?"
It's instantly your favorite you've seen on her so far...it's a strapless knee length dress, you're pretty sure that it's a prom dress from the looks of it but you think it looks perfect on her. It's black and hugs her in the most perfect way, from her chest down to a black length of ribbon that pulls in the waist before it flares out over her hips. It fades from black into gold at the hem and as you look at her you can see that it matches her necklace perfectly and it makes you get the dumbest smile on your face.
"Sir?"
"Perfect."
"You think so?"
"I know so babygirl. I think we're done here." You're still staring even after you stop talking and it makes her turn a little pink before she coughs nervously and asks you who else would be going to the party.
"Simon and Sara. Apparently the school donates..."
"Yeah...there's a program that takes retired police dogs and trains them to be service dogs for retired officers...among some other stuff they also donate to"
"Ah..."
"Sara and I talk a lot when Simon and you do stuff..."
"Good...I'm happy that you two get on so well."
"So...you really like this?"
"If time wasn't a factor I'd be breaking it in now."
As if on cue you hear your phone go off and you answer it to hear Simon telling you to get out of the dressing room with O.
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It doesn't take very long to pick out a pair of shoes that match pretty well with the dress...you have Sara to thank for that though. Once everything is said and done...and after a short break where the guys talk about this upcoming event, you bring up the need for an outfit for him and he curses a little. Simon seems to perk up a little before he looks at the two of you.
"I have an idea...i'll take care of him...you two can stay here or go just hang out...meet back here in an hour or so?"
You all agree on it and in a matter of minute Simon is dragging a very reluctant Linton behind him, you laugh at the image but it gets quiet again when they are out of sight. Sara had been on her phone for a few minutes before she puts it down and speaks.
"I didn't know you lived here."
"Yeah...its where I grew up at least..."
"It's beautiful."
"When I was little it was so boring though..."
"Oh...we've all been there."
You pick at your fingers for a few seconds, you've wanted to ask her this question for a long time but you hadn't wanted to sound rude...and now you were trying to get up the nerve to ask it again. "Can I ask you something?"
She eyes you curiously but nods. "Of course."
"Do you ever feel like...I don't know...Simon just uses you?"
"How do you mean?"
"I mean...like do you ever feel like all he wants to do is use and control you?"
"Frankly, no...not at all." She puts her head on her hand and looks at you with a slight frown. "I know for a fact that Simon is much more strict that Linton is O...and if he's doing something that makes you feel that way you really need to talk to him about it otherwise it'll just make you resent him."
"I'm sorry to be bringing this up but...You're the only one I know that has a smiliar situation to me."
"It is helpful to have another sub for support sometimes...you know you can tell me anything."
"He wouldn't have sex with me for like...three weeks and it made me start to get snappy with him...I mean...we did last night so we're back to how we were..."
"Ok..."
"I felt...jealous of the fact that he wouldn't barely touch me but got off more than enough times..."
"Oh..I remember those days...it's part of training though, did you enjoy getting him off?"
"Yeah..."
She chuckles a little. "You have to trust him entirely...I think you trust him pretty well honestly but there's that little part in your brain that tells you otherwise right?"
"Feels like it sometimes."
"Well...with Simon at least...I know that he always has my best interest in mind even when he denies me...it usually ends up being amazing because of all the anticipation that had built up to that point."
You think back to how frustrated you'd been for those weeks...now that you were thinking about it, it had made any encounter with him that much more intense so maybe that had been his plan all along...
"I trust him entirely. There has only been one incident that made me have to take a step back and rethink things..."
"What was that? If I may ask..."
"Not long after this..." She brings her hand up and hooks her finger into the choker around her neck. "We played with another couple, shared and all that."
"Shared?"
"Yes...basically Simon and the other master traded subs...anyhow...we got to be very good friends and at one point Simon let him borrow me, which I was fine with at first, after all it made him happy." She pauses for a few seconds and frowns. "He had no regard for my limits, and when I had to use my safe word he completely ignored it."
You aren't sure what to say to it so you stay quiet and wait for her to finish.
"When Simon found out...he felt horrible. He removed my collar and took the blame for it, said that I was welcome to walk away from him because he'd let it happen."
"He couldn't have known..."
"That's what I told him...honestly I feel like it brought us closer together even if he felt like a piece of shit because of it. He's been weary of sharing since then too..."
"I could understand that entirely..."
"Has Linton brought up sharing to you?"
You shake your head...honestly you weren't sure what you thought about it. At the root of it was the fact that sharing was being with someone else and you didn't know if you'd be able to bring yourself to do it. "No...I'm not sure I could."
"Because you see it as cheating or sleeping with someone else."
"Pretty much."
"Oh...I bet he has his hands full with you..." She looks at her phone for a few seconds. "O...you are an extension of him. If he wants to see another man bend you over and fuck you...you have to trust him that it will be worth it. He isn't going to suddenly change his mind afterwards and say that you aren't faithful to him. As a matter of fact you are more faithful to him for having done what he wanted you to."
"It just...sounds wrong..."
"You need to sit down and talk with him then...i'm sure that he's talked to you about your limits right?"
"Yeah...like the first month after we started doing this stuff..."
"Would you outright not do it? Or would you try it?"
"Sharing?"
"Mhm..."
"I don't know..."
"Then you two need to talk, you always have to communicate even if its something you don't want to talk about."
You nod and let out a deep sigh before putting your head against your hands and you feel Sara put her hand on your shoulder.
"I know it's a lot...it takes years to get to a comfortable spot and even then you're always pushing something always learning something...It should always be fun and safe though. You get on pretty well with him yeah?"
"Yeah..."
"Most of the time...it's just small stuff isn't it?"
You nod, he'd been right about how he'd be...training had been the strictest part of the relationship and aside from when you were being out of line...it felt like any other couple. "When he gave me this..." You put your hand on your necklace and laugh a little. "He said that he was willing to give up all of this...I thought about it for a long time though...if he gave this up he wouldn't be the same guy."
"That's saying something...not many doms are willing to give up the life." She gives you a wide smile. "It's kind of cute..."
You can't help but laugh and both of you start talking about the function, before too long you see Simon and Linton coming back towards the two of you. He looks none too impressed with the bag he has but Simon's face was smiling enough to make up for his frown.
Both groups say their goodbyes and when You finally get back to your parents' house you find it empty, you know that your dad is still more than pissed off at both of you and it still stings a bit but there isn't anything you can do at this point. You put your bag down and turn around to face him when he closes the door, he looks at you with a cocked brow for awhile before you tilt your head.
"Can I see Sir?"
He holds the bag out to you but you shake your head.
"Can I see it on you Sir?"
"You know what I look like in one of these..."
"I know but you look so nice in them Sir..."
"I'm glad you think so."
"Why wouldn't I Sir?"
"Maybe your standards are low..."
"No disrespect meant Sir...but I'll come over there and slap the hell out of you if you say that again."
"Damn babygirl..." He holds up his hands at you.
"So...can I see it on Sir?"
"If you really want to see it...I mean it does me no favors in this area." He points at his mid section and it's hard not to laugh.
"You have a cute belly Sir..."
He shakes his head at you but you can see the smile before he starts to walk back towards where the bedrooms are, you follow him until he goes into the bathroom and you go in and sit on your parents' bed. Their room is across from the bathroom and since their bed faces the door you'll be able to see him when he comes out. You had no idea why he was hit or miss on how he felt about his looks...one minute he knew that he was good looking and the next he'd be hesitant about it, you weren't sure why he had it in his head that anyone even noticed some of the stuff that he pointed out either...it was like you saying that you thought your body was less than impressive because you had some chub. Linton didn't seem to care if you did or not and frankly you didn't care either...you'd always maintained that you fell for him because he was funny, nice, protective a just the right sort of weird that made things interesting when he wasn't being Mr. Rubino, the way that he looked was just an added bonus to you. After a few minutes you lay back on the bed and close your eyes...all in all the day had been a little shitty...but at least you weren't sore anymore...that was nice, and aside from that morning you'd gotten to spend most of your day out of the house and with him so it wasn't too bad in all reality. Your dad's words hung over you though, like a stubborn rain cloud that was just around the corner waiting to catch you off guard.
You jump a little when you feel someone's hand on your thigh and your eyes shoot open with your fist ready to punch whoever it was but you relax when you see Linton looking at you with an amused expression. He's standing between your knees with his hands on your legs and that alone makes your stomach flutter just slightly no matter how many times this type of closeness has happened. You sit up on your arms and look at him slowly, he was still just as handsome as he was the first time you saw him in a tux, it makes you smile at him.
"Very handsome Daddy." You lean up and put your hand over the small bit of color that he has in the pocket, it matches the gold in your dress and you can't help but chuckle a little.
"I supose if you say so i'll just have to believe you. Thankfully no one's going to be looking at me."
"Why do you say that Sir?"
"Between the glitter on that dress and how fucking perfect it looks on you, no one's going to be looking at me." He walks his fingers over your legs for a few seconds but doesn't try anything more. "How do you feel?"
"Almost like last night never happened...Sir..."
"Good..."
You're sitting up entirely now and after a few seconds of staring at his stomach you look up at him, he's looking back at you but it's a soft look that you've not seen in a while.
"Daddy...are you ok?"
"I'm fine..."
It's only silent for a few more moments before he leans over and kisses you, it's not anything demanding and as a matter of fact it's barely even touching lips but it's enough to make you close your eyes against it. When he ends it he doesn't pull away from you and it's like you aren't entirely in control of yourself when you lean up and press your lips together again, it's a bit more insistent than before and he responds by leaning you back until you're laying down again. It doesn't quite register to you at first that he's moved the both of you so that he's over top of you and settled between your legs until you can feel a very obvious erection press up against you. He catches your bottom lip between his teeth before you catch him in another kiss not hesitating when you feel his tongue slide into your mouth and play with your own. You put your arms around his shoulders and pull him down closer to you until you feel him press his hips against you a bit, it's enough to make you let out a small sound and lock your legs around his hips so you can push back up against him. You feel him lean on one arm while his other starts to wander down your side slowly and only when it gets to the waist of your jeans do you put your hand over his and stop him.
"We don't know when they'll be back Daddy..."
You feel him move his face to your neck and give you a light bite that makes you shiver but you keep your head about you on the fact that this is your parents' room and you don't know when they'll be back.
"I want you Daddy but I don't think there's time..."
"Let them see it..."
You feel him roll his hips against you tightly and you bite your lip. "Can I suck you Daddy?"
It's like you can see him weighing his options and even though you know he has his heart set on defiling your parents' bed he reluctantly admits that you're right that time is a factor. He backs off the bed as you move to sit on the edge before you bring your hands up to his pants and start to undo them and when you can reach your hand inside and pull him out you drag your lips over him slowly before you look up at him.
"I'm going to make you see Jesus Daddy..."
He doesn't get a chance to question you before you take him fully into your mouth, you're not wasting time on teasing this time because you want to relieve him even if it meant that you would be aching for him...after the talk you'd had with Sara, you knew that he'd repay the enthusiasm in time, you just had to be patient. You feel his hand on your head but he's not guiding you, he's letting you go at your own pace, bobbing your head steadily and occasionally puling back to play with his head. You put your hands on his hips and slide down on him as far as you can, swallowing around him and hearing him hiss suddenly as he grips your hair a little. You bring a hand up to wrap around him and as you pull your head back you follow with your hand, a few times you push him into your cheek and shake your head and it seems to work for him because you hear him let out a low groan. You start up your fast pace again and relax yourself when he starts to thrust his hips into your mouth, you stay still and let him, you can tell that he's not going to last too long this time though from how vigorously he's pushing into your throat. You pull back with a gasp but keep your hand on him firmly, stroking him quickly until you get your breath back, as soon as you do you pull the tip of his cock into your mouth and start to suck on him as hard as you can while your hand keeps up its rhythm. You can tell he's close simply by the fact that his stomach is tensing up and its even more obvious when he puts his hand on your shoulder and gives you a small push, it was his way of warning you that you were getting him close to cumming. You weren't particularly fond of catching but tonight you didn't mind the thought...so you start to take him into your throat again, pushing so far that you can feel the fabric of his jacket against your nose when he's tenses up before pulling back to suck on his head again...you keep it up for a few more minutes before you feel him tense up and let out a loud and low moan, you can feel his cock twitch just slightly before you take him in again hearing him groan loudly and tense up as he cums. You hold onto his hips tightly as you try to swallow it all but you inevitably need to breath so you pull back coughing, feeling some of it drip out of your mouth, consequently he also gets some of his release on your cheek but you're too focused on trying to get your breath to care. He brings his hand up to your cheek after a few seconds and wipes it off before doing the same with your chin and holding his fingers up to your lips, which you gladly take in and clean.
"Goddamn...I know you don't care for it...but I fucking love when you swallow babygirl..." He pulls you up off the bed and gives you a slow kiss, not particularly caring that you just had him in your mouth. "Don't think that this won't go rewarded."
"I know Daddy..."
The party was being held at a fairly nice hotel just on the outskirts of town, they had rented out a majority of the bottom floor where the conference halls were and while the party wasn't until later that day your mom had asked Linton and you if you could help with the set up. It would mean leaving a bit earlier and being there before everyone else arrived, you both reluctantly agreed though because your mom had asked so nicely it would have felt rude to say no. Needless to say, it was around three in the afternoon when you both headed up to the hotel to help. It had been cold your whole visit but somehow today had been the coldest yet, it was so bad that even fully clothed with a heavy coat on you still could feel the wind stab through it. You'd been a little jealous of how Linton handled the weather to be honest...it was like he didn't even feel how bitterly cold it was or he was just very good at ignoring it, so it was no surprise that he didn't show much relief when you both walked into the warmth of the building aside from a pleasant sigh. To your slight annoyance when you'd looked around you saw a majority of the things already set up and you couldn't help the displeased sound that came out of your mouth that made him look at you with amusement.
"Are you pouting right now?"
"No..just annoyed Sir..." You keep your voice down a bit because of the other people buzzing around you, they don't need to hear you call him any of the things you usually did.
"Why annoyed?"
You gesture to everything. "They don't need help...it's practically all set up already."
You watch him look around for a short minute before he puts his hand on your shoulder and points in the direction where there are still chairs that are leaned up against the wall. "There we go..."
"You are way too excited about all this..."
He shrugs but keeps a smile on his face. "Not for this..."
"What for then?"
You feel him slide his hand from your shoulder down to you backside before giving it frim enough squeeze that it makes you squeak a little. "Let's just say...Simon is very persuasive and tonight should be anything but boring."
"What did you do?"
"Not sure I really like that tone little girl..." His voice comes out serious but his face is anything but.
"I'm sorry Daddy...but what did you do?"
"You'll just have to wait and find out won't you..." He doesn't wait for you to reply but simply gives you a smile and walks off to help with whatever needs done.
Simon and Sara show up a little bit later and after some talking you all decide it's probably a good time to get dressed, you and Sara wander off to the bathroom both of you carrying your bags with you. You help her get into her dress just as she helps you with yours and once that's said and done you both start to work on your hair and makeup which in and of itself has the capability to take forever. Neither one of you really does anything too ridiculous makeup-wise, settling with a pretty neutral but classy glow, you even add some gold color for the hell of it because it matched. You sit on the counter while Sara gets ready, braiding your hair into something that looked like it took effort...the whole time feeling like you weren't being told something and eventually as you pinned the ends of the braids together and made sure it looked ok it was too much for you to take anymore.
"Ok...Ok...spill. Why is everyone in such a good mood about tonight?"
Sara looks at your for a long moment before cocking an eyebrow at you. "I'm not sure I understand what you're getting at?"
"Linton's got some scheme in mind tonight...Simon's in a good mood...you're in a good mood...I swear you all know something that I don't."
"Even if I did know...I couldn't tell you. Under orders." She gives you a wink and you let out a heavy sigh.
"Can't even give me a hint...?"
"You'll enjoy yourself."
You put all your things back into your bag before putting your shoes on and standing there for a few seconds trying acclimate yourself to the sudden height you had, you weren't a high heels kind of person but all in all if you managed to not fall over tonight you'd be happy. The new accessory you'd added to the dress and the shoes was the addition of thigh highs and that was only on the off chance of getting lucky that night. When you see Sara finish up and she puts her things away as well, you both leave the bathroom albeit a little slowly because you're still getting used to the shoes, and see the guys sitting off to the side laughing about something on Simon's phone. Both of them are dressed in their tuxedos and from the looks of it, nothing appears out of place on them, it even looks like Linton tried to tame his hair but gave up half way through...not that it mattered though because you liked his hair messy. You glance at the clock on the wall on the far side of the room before you look back at the two of them and see them both looking your way and standing up. You follow Sara over to them feeling like you're walking in slow motion and you can see that he's trying very hard not to laugh at it, you see him offer his hand when you get close enough and you gladly accept it, thanking him for the added balance.
It doesn't take long for more people to start showing up and eventually you see your parents walk through the door and you can see your dad is happy to be around his old buddies and some of the people he works with...until he sees the two of you and he simply acts like you two don't exist. It's still painful to see him unhappy with you but you try your best to ignore it and try to focus on the fact that your mom is complimenting the both of you and even gives Linton a hug he apparently wasn't expecting and the fact that he can sense that change in you so he gives your hand a firm squeeze to try and offer some support to you. You end up sitting at a table towards the front with Simon, Sara and your parents and as Sara introduces Simon you dad seems to recall the last year that he was there also, and suddenly it's like they are old friends and it feels just a little irritating but you sigh and push it to the back of your mind. It isn't until they get on the subject of school that Simon drops a ball and tells your dad that he and Linton are both teachers and have been close friends for a long time before going on about how much happier he seems since you've been going with him...it just makes the tension with your dad that much worse and you've never been more thankful for Sara trying to steer the conversation in a different direction than you were at that moment. After what feel like one of the most awkward hours of your life, everyone starts to settle and the head of the department gets up to start talking...everyone's attention is on him except yours, you're fiddling with whatever is on the table to try and keep your mind awake. It isn't until you feel a familiar hand on your leg that you look to your side to see Linton looking at you with a curious expression, you furrow your brows at him in a question before he leans in close to you so he can speak and be heard, pushing his hand up under your dress to play with your panties.
"Take those off babygirl...you won't be needing them."
You're sure that your eyes are wide at that moment but you turn to look at him like he can't be serious but you know deep down that he is. You lean close to him as well. "With all these people Sir?"
"Yes." He pulls his hand back.
You drop your hands into your lap for a few seconds before pulling the fabric of your dress between your legs and slowly putting your hands under the sides so that you can hook your fingers into the waist of your panties, you glance around to find that everyone is still very focused on the speaker before you lift yourself up out of your chair slightly before pulling them down to your knees. You shift your legs so that they fall the rest of the way down before you lean over and pick them up, putting them in your lap.
"I'll be taking those." He reaches over and takes them, putting them in his pants pocket before giving you a small smile full of deviousness.
When you look back up you see Sara moving slowly and shifting just slightly and it takes you a few minutes to realize that she's also removing her underwear and you even see Simon pocket them as he really doesn't seem to care who sees. You turn back to Linton with a semi stern expression.
"Ok...What are you planning Sir..."
"Sounds like someone is demanding their Master for answers...I'm not sure thats really how you should be speaking babygirl." He puts his hand back on your leg but doesn't try to move it upwards...he doesn't have to as it gets about the same effect...your anticipating what he'll do and its making you shift uncomfortably. "Or do I need to remind you who you belong to again."
"No Sir..."
"Do you trust me?"
"Yes Sir, I do."
"Then trust me when I say you'll have a good time tonight."
It takes all in all...about and hour or two for all the speakers-including Sara-to finish...and by the time everyone is getting up to mill around you feel like you might need to get away from all of the noise...Linton had been teasing you the entire time and it was all getting a bit overwhelming. You kept to the back of the room mostly trying to stay out of the way of all the people and eventually you ended up just standing in the shadow of the staircase, it made you feel like you were invisible and that was exactly what you wanted at that moment at least until you see Simon wandering down said staircase. You have to wonder what he was even doing upstairs because none of the guests here tonight had any reason to be on the floors with people that were actually staying here, you watch him walk over to Linton and the two seem to discuss something for what feels like forever. It was probably only a handful of minutes before you see them seem to come some kind of agreement and they shake hands-though you aren't entirely sure why they did-and part ways, Simon heading off in the direction you assume Sara is in and Linton eventually finding you hiding in the shadow of the stairs. When he comes into the shadow with you he leans against the wall and it's like you don't even have to hear him say it, he just looks at you and you know what he wants you to do so you take the few steps between the two of you and stand in front of him with your eyes down but your lips in a smile. You feel him put his hands on your waist and pull you closer to him before putting his head against yours, he doesn't say anything for awhile, just stands there...you put your arms around him in a modest hug before he breaks the silence.
"What are you doing over here in the dark?"
"Hiding Sir."
"Why?"
"Not a big fan of crowds Sir...it was feeling like it was a bit too much..."
"Do you want to get out of here?"
"We can't leave yet..."
"That's not what I asked you."
You lean your head back a bit to look at him and you can see that he has the mischievous look in his eyes that makes you wonder what he has planned. "I'd love that Sir..."
"Come with me." He offers his hand to you and without thinking you take it letting him lead you up the stairs away from the party unbeknownst to everyone else.
When you two get to the first hall of rooms you ask him to stop walking for a second-which he does-and you ask in the most respectful way that you can what he has planned.
"You just have to be patient babygirl...and keep a slightly open mind."
"Why do you say it like that Sir...."
"You've been so tense the last few days...I want you to relax and let yourself go, but you have to be willing to let what happens happen."
"You already know that I don't-"
"Not that. I know not to push that."
You stand there for a few seconds, you feel like you can't promise that you'll be able to let go the way he wants...but you trust him entirely with yourself...and that wins out in your mind. "Ok...I trust you Sir."
"Good..."
He leads you down the hall a bit farther before stopping and before you get a chance to question why he stopped he pins you against the wall, kissing you hard enough you feel like you can't breathe. He takes a hand and starts to loosen his tie enough that he can pull it off and when you get a chance to breath you look nervously down the hall to see no one except Simon and Sara walking in your direction quickly before you're vision is obstructed. You feel his hand drop down to push up your dress a bit before sliding his hand between your legs, you bite your lip and drop your head back against the wall when you feel his fingers tease over you. You feel lips against yours again but there is something different about them this time...they are decidedly softer and despite the fact you feel a tiny bit of denial...you feel a pleasant shock run through you when you realize with both excitement and embarrassment that it has to be Sara. You're initial reaction is to pull away but something about you right now...wether it was the fact that you could feel Linton rubbing his fingers over your clit, or the fact that you were trying to promise yourself to be open-and it was a little fucking hot if you were being honest with yourself-but you didn't try to pull away. You feel her start to kiss you slowly, even slide her tongue into your mouth which you accept with a bit of a nervous laugh, and once you get caught up in that kiss you distantly feel Linton's hand disappear but the ache it created is still very much there. You hear Simon say something to Linton in Swedish-you assume because you can't understand them-before you hear the door open and Sara pull away from you. You're pulled inside by one of them and as soon as you hear the door shut you feel someone reaching behind your neck to undo your necklace, you feel the familiar leather of your collar after a few seconds and once it's fastened you hear Linton's voice close to your ear as you feel him turn you around.
"Take your dress off...leave on your shoes and these..." He slides his hand up your dress again and pulls at the top of your stockings...you hadn't thought he'd figured out you had them on and you feel your face heat up a little.
You feel him unzip the back for you before you put your hands against the chest and start to push it down over your hips slowly, once it gets passed your hips it falls the rest of the way and you lean over to pick it up slowly because you can't see what you're doing. It gets taken out of your hands and in the silence that follows you can hear the rustle of fabric that you assume is either your dress or possibly Sara's...
You feel a hand against your shoulder before it slides down your back and over your hip and back up your stomach and chest to take hold of your collar, giving it a small pull forward. "On your knees babygirl."
You don't hesitate, you feel a strange mix of anxious and excited all at once and nothing has really even happened yet, you already can guess what he wants but you wait for him to instruct you before you make any move. He still has his finger hooked into your collar and in the background you can hear Simon commanding Sara and it sounds so odd to hear it from another party but also a little admittedly arousing. You feel him pull you closer to him until your lips and nose are against him, and its very obvious that he's hard so you open your mouth and tease him through his pants which makes him groan a little before pulling up on your collar to stop you.
"A little eager are we?"
"Yes...please let me Sir..."
You feel his hand in front of your face for a moment before you feel the heat of his cock against your lips and its hard to not open your mouth, you hear Sara come to settle beside you and you can only imagine that Simon is next to Linton.
"Put your hands behind your back," You put them behind your back, one hand holding onto the other wrist so you don't get tempted to use them. "Good girl...go on."
While you can hear Simon telling Sara to do the same thing it's interesting to hear the difference in how they command...you supposed there was a reason that Linton was Daddy and Simon was Master, you push the thoughts aside for the moment and lean forward taking him in fully. You feel his hand on the back of your head and you start to move your head over him at a quick pace that has him fighting to not thrust his hips at first but after a while he can't help it and you feel the hand behind your head grip your hair tightly and start to guide you. You are far to worked up by now to care, he hasn't even really done much to you and you'd have thought he'd been playing with you for longer than he was...but as anxious about it all as you were, you were trying to just go with whatever they had planned. You feel him pull your head back far enough that you can breathe before guiding you back over him, you grip your wrist hard as you feel him thrust his hips into your mouth, his cock sliding into your throat more than enough times before you feel him pull your head back again. You can hear similar sounds from beside you and it isn't long before you hear silence, you feel his hand let go of your hair and he moves so that he's not directly in front of you anymore. You start to feel a bit nervous but soon enough you feel a hand in your hair again, guiding you slowly until you feel a cock against your lips again but you immediately know this isn't his. It's like he can feel your hesitation and he speaks to you.
"Suck him babygirl..."
Despite the fact you still can't see anything you close your eyes and let him guide you in the same way Linton had, Simon is a bit more rough though. His grip on your hair is tight and he presses you down over his cock until you feel like you might start to panic but pulls your head back just when you start to think that you can't anymore. All you can hear is a mix of the both of them moaning and the sounds of both of you making the occasional moan and some coughing when someone goes in a bit too far. You dig your nails into your wrist trying to keep your hands behind you while Simon all but fucks your mouth and after what feels like a few minutes you feel him pull your head back again and you can't help the quick intake of air you take before you feel him keep your head where it is. You feel him pull Linton's tie off your eyes and suddenly you're met with the scene that you're a part of. Linton has Sara in a similar position that Simon has you, and it doesn't take long to figure out what they want the both of you to do so you keep your eyes down and open your mouth as he starts to stroke himself quickly. You feel his cum hit your tongue and lips and you can't help but take a glance up at him and its such an odd feeling to being seeing someone else standing over you but it is far from being a bad feeling, you feel the last bits of his release hit your chin before he lets go of your hair and back away from you. You see Linton look at Simon for a minute before he nods at him, pulling one of the chairs from the table in the room and sitting down.
Simon walks over to Sara and pulls her up by her collar. "Clean Linton's babygirl up, show her a good time." You keep your eyes down until you feel Sara's finger hook into your collar and pull you up.
You can already feel a pink flush spreading over your cheeks before you feel her slide her tongue over the areas that Simon had cum on you and something inside you urges you to do the same, so you throw your caution to the back of your mind and find yourself doing the same to her. You had never really thought of being with another woman...the thought had never even remotely crossed your mind and you doubted that if you had been presented with the opportunity you would do it. However, here you were...with your boyfriend in the same room as his friend watching you licking his cum off of his friend's fiancé's face. You feel her hand slide up your arm and to the back of your head, gripping your hair tight enough you got her point that she was very much the one leading all of this before she presses your lips together and slides her tongue into your mouth. There is something about the way that she kisses you that makes you close your eyes and play into it, letting her tongue slide against yours and letting her free hand slide down your side and down between your legs to tease you. You let out a sudden gasp at it and you feel her pull back for a few seconds, laughing and grabbing your hand and pulling you over to the bed. You feel her push you back onto it and all you can do is stare at her in a curious haze as she walks over to her bag and takes out some rather flimsy looking restraints...but you know better if they are coming from her. You've heard stories about Simon.
"Get on your hands and knees."
You don't think to question it much...you do glance at Linton though and he seems to be watching as intently as Simon is, you roll over onto your stomach and push yourself up onto your hands and knees. You feel Sara put you into a position that suits her and also offers the guys a very open view of you which makes you feel a bit embarrassed, but your mind is far from that fact when you feel two fingers suddenly slide into you deeply. You feel your back arch a little as you let out a quiet moan trying to concentrate on not being loud, but Sara has other plans as she starts to push her fingers into you deeper. You've been dealing with an ache between your legs since Linton told you to take your panties off and this was making your arms tremble a little, you can't help how fast your breath is coming in or the small sounds that slip from between your gritted teeth. You just about loose yourself when you suddenly feel her tongue against you and you can't help the loud moan that forces its way out at the surprise. You grip the blanket tightly and feel your hips push back against her fingers the faster she moves them, you can feel a wall of pleasure starting to build up fairly quickly and you start to loose yourself in the feeling, pushing your hips back quicker and quicker until you hear Linton's voice. It's low and demanding, cutting through your pleasurable haze.
"You're not given permission to cum yet babygirl."
You feel Sara pull away from you completely and you want to cry at how frustrated you were, you had been so close that it was hurting but you try your hardest to calm yourself. Sara grabs your arms and pulls them out from under you putting the restraints on before pulling them tight and securing them, it has your arms straight out in front of you with your ass in the air presented to everyone in the room. You can't see Sara, but you know that she's digging around her bag again from the sounds of it and after a few minutes you hear her let out a small moan of her own, you can also hear the sound of the other two getting up out of their chairs. You want to question it but you don't have much of a chance, you see Linton in front of you and you can feel two paris of hands on your back. You feel one of them get up on the bed before you feel someone's cock slide into you slowly making you gasp loudly before you take Linton's cock into your mouth, you feel them start to push their hips into you but it feels different , it feels like there is something between you and them. Each time you get forced forward you concentrate on taking Linton into your mouth more, moaning around him a few times which makes him moan as well.
The most peculiar thing happens though...you hear Sara sucking Simon off behind you and for a few minutes you aren't sure how its possible while you're getting obviously fucked...and then it hits you hard. That small moan you heard from her earlier was her putting a harness on...she was fucking you while you both gave head. Sara pushes her hips into you particularly hard, it makes you take Linton as far as he can go into your throat as you let out a low moan and fist your hands hard, the idea of what is happening only serves to make you feel that pulling feeling in your stomach and when you get a chance to pull back you try to warn Linton but it comes out as a long and loud moan.
"I can't stop Daddy..."
You feel his fingers dig into your jaw lightly as he lifts your head to look at him, its hard to stay focused when you feel Sara slamming into you hard, pushing you closer and closer to your edge. "You will."
"I can't!"
You hear Simon say something to Sara and she stops, she pulls away from you and you can hear her and Simon talk briefly before you hear something hit the floor and Sara is next to you with her arms out in front of her. You can't see behind you but it doesn't take a lot of imagination to figure out what is happening when she lets out a loud moan and her body gets pushed forward. You put your head against your arms and moan at the throbbing ache that is still very present between your legs and you try to relieve it a bit by bringing your legs together but you feel Linton lean over you and slap your leg. The only sound in the room was the sound of Sara letting out long moans and it was honestly making your situation worse, you knew that if you asked Linton to fuck you now he'd say no. You see him move from in front of you to behind you and when you hear Simon stop fucking Sara you wonder what they are up to, you feel conflicted because you know that you won't last no matter how hard you try...you know that Linton knows this too though...you don't know if he's trying to build up your tolerance or if he's just being a bit sadistic but you hear his voice cut through your thoughts again.
"Simon will use you for pleasure babygirl...but your orgasm is mine. Understand?"
"Yes...Sir..."
It's almost like an unspoken command for Sara because you turn your head a bit and see Linton behind her, which put Simon behind you. You feel his hands on your hips before he leans down a bit and pushes your knees higher up underneath you before he buries himself in one thrust, making you let out a surprised cry. He doesn't waste any time before you feel him grip your hips tightly and start slamming his hips into you hard, you bite your lip and bury your nails into your palms fighting off loud moans the harder he goes. You can feel him pulling your hips back against him and you finally can't keep it in, you start to let out short moans that turn into cries when he picks up his speed. Linton knew how to be rough...but Simon was much rougher, he was all but slamming his cock into you with the added depth of pulling your hips back against him with each thrust, it was painful but also pleasurable and it fed the rise of your orgasm again, you let out a frustrated groan and try to will yourself to ignore the building wall of pleasure inside you but you can't and you find yourself crying out loudly that you can't stop, everything is getting to you. Simon fucking you, Linton fucking Sara and Sara's own cries are pushing your closer to your end and you feel like you're on the edge. You feel Simon give you a short and hard thrust before he pulls out of you and for a few seconds you think you've stepped out of line, you literally want to cry because you are so close but the denial is painful and driving you crazy.
You feel familiar hands slide over your hips and under you to tease your clit and you put your head against your arm again, biting the skin there hard enough you're sure that you'll draw blood.
"How badly do you want to cum babygirl..."
You feel your back arch and you shiver. "Please Daddy it hurts so bad..."
"You want Daddy to fuck you hard?"
You can hear Simon behind you, he's already deep in Sara getting her to that same point of begging that you were already at. "Yes, fuck me as hard as you can Sir..."
You feel him slide his finger inside you and curl it directly against that spot inside you and it makes you let out a half scream. "Mm...I love when you scream..."
"Please! Daddy Please..fuck me, claim me, make me your fucking slut...please Daddy I want it so badly!"
You feel him unpin your hair so that you're braids are now loose, and before you can open your mouth to beg again you feel him grip your hips and slam into you hard, starting up a fast and hard pace that has you getting pushed up the bed enough that he has to pull you back. You're screaming, Sara's screaming...its just so much at once. The room is full of skin slapping against skin, low moans, and screamed curses and begging, you can hear Sara telling Simon how much she loves her master's cock and it makes you shudder before you feel him shift, the new angle getting you to practically cry out in tears. You're telling him everything, how much you love his cock, that you're his whore, that your pussy is his...anything that he wants you to say as he fucks you raw. You feel him grab hold of your collar and the sudden restriction of air is enough to make you scream out as you feel the pool of fire in your stomach explode violently and you actually feel like you black out for a minute or two before coming back to the feeling of him grabbing a hold of your braids and letting out a low groan continuing his brutal pace until you feel him cum. He pulls your hair tightly as he gives you a few more hard thrusts to ride out his orgasm, you're both so focused that you don't hear the other two finish and thats just fine with you. You feel Linton lean over you, still very much inside you, and untie your hands before he kisses your back, you know that you're crying...but its not from being hurt thankfully, its from the release and unfortunately all you want to do now is hide in his arms the rest of the night but you know you won't be able to. You feel him pull out of you slowly and you feel very embarrassed when you feel a mixture of his cum and your own slide down your legs and out after him, you feel him help you up but you're in such an emotional daze that you can't accurately recall a majority of the time in that room. When you finally manage to come back to reality you're sitting in one of the chairs, already having been cleaned up as best as you could, with Linton pulling your stockings off and the only thing you can manage is a strange look before you see why he's taking them off. They have stains on them and they are ripped so you don't argue and let him do it.
After you all get dressed and fixed up, the guys clean up the room a bit-as that was the deal apparently that Simon had made with some cleaning staff-and head downstairs to see that not one person had missed any of you. You tell your parents that you're feeling tired and that you and Linton are going to go home, your mom tells you to be careful but you dad glares at Linton the whole time and you are simply too tired to care. The drive home is tense, at least to you because it had started snowing heavily while you all were inside and out of a feeling of wanting to make sure the others were safe you told them to come crash at your mom and dads, which they agreed might be better than trying to get back to their motel. After its all said and done, and one dual shower later, you finally get to hide in him and its the best feeling you've had all night. He doesn't give you a hard time for not having the energy to take off your towel nor does he complain about your wet hair, he lays there and keeps his arms around you tightly. You feel him shift slightly and you look up at him with half awake eyes.
"Are you ok?"
"Mhm..."
"I mean it..."
"I know..." You give him a tired smile, you know he wants to talk to you about it...but you don't think you can stay awake. "Can we talk about this tomorrow Daddy?"
He seems to think on it for a few moments before he gives you a smile back and pulls you over top of him with his arms around you. "Ok...go to sleep O..."
You put your head against his shoulder and get comfortable. "I love you Linton."
You've not used his real name in so long that it feels odd and you know that he wasn't expecting it by the way he keeps looking down at you. "Love you too Ophelia."
Something about the way he says it makes you smile before you pass out completely.
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Don't know, don't own, never happened, no money was made :(
Notes: None
Warnings: Sex.
Since the secret was out, you made no effort to hide how close you two were. Any opportunity you got to hold her hand, wrap your arm around her waist or give her a kiss you took...it was a bit childish really to be doing it in a small part because you wanted to make her dad uncomfortable. Since admitting exactly what you felt, you'd felt like there was a lot less weight on your shoulders and maybe it was because she also had admitted it...you weren't sure, it sounded a little juvenile to be excited over someone saying that they loved you really. In any case, her dad avoided you like plague and had gone a majority of that morning not even speaking to her...the only time he spoke was after her mom brought up a holiday function in conversation and mentioned that O should probably take you into town to find something nice to wear. There had been a small argument between her parents when he'd outright said that you weren't welcome to come but her mom had squashed the objection quickly before telling you both that it was semi-formal so look for a nice dress and possibly a tux. You inwardly groan at the idea of wearing one though, you didn't like them much at all but you just smile and nod. After the morning you had you end up secluding yourself in the backyard off to the side so that no one would see you passing by, you hadn't brought much to begin with and you'd been saving it...but you found that it was needed badly or you'd end up dwelling on that morning all day. So you sat outside in the cold with a joint in your mouth scrolling through your phone, there were quite a few messages from Simon that you'd not seen until now and as you were reading them it became clear that he also was being taken to a function, he didn't necessarily want to go but because Sara was supposed to go it meant he did to. It's a bright day outside and if it hadn't been for the grey color of the sky and the barren trees everywhere you would have thought it would be warm, it wasn't like you weren't used to winter though. It wasn't like your hometown was perpetually in winter all the time but when they had winter they had fucking winter, and this was nothing.
"You going to share some of that?"
You jump so hard that you almost drop your phone on the ground and loose the joint that was between your lips. "Jesus woman!"
You feel her flick the back of your ear lightly. "Watch your mouth young man."
"Seriously what are you...a ninja?"
O's mom chuckles before putting her hands on her hips. "So, are you going to share some of that?"
You look at her for a long time before you take the joint and hand it to her, you aren't rightly sure how to feel about this right now. "I didn't know you partied."
"It's been a long time." She takes in a deep drag before giving it back to you and letting it out slowly. "I'm sorry about David...I can understand why he's upset but I think he took it a bit too far."
"I didn't help..."
"No...you didn't, but it doesn't excuse what he said. I do have to ask you something though."
"What's that?"
"Where do you see her and you in a few years...five, ten...what do you see."
"I haven't thought about what my future would look like without her in it..."
"Good...because as much as I love seeing her happy...if you end up hurting her..."
"I'm not going to."
"I don't think you will dear...but sometimes things don't work out the way we expect them too."
"I know..."
She's quiet for a long time, and for that time you both pass your joint back and forth until it's gone, she surprises you by what she asks you and its hard to hide how unprepared you were for it.
"Please tell me you two are using protection."
"Um..."
"I know my daughter doesn't follow the faith Linton...and I'm going to go out on a limb and say that you don't either."
"No..."
"So...?"
"I'm not going to lie, I kind of feel on the spot answering this right now..."
She smiles. "That's what the mother in law is supposed to do."
You go to say that she isn't quite that, but you find that she might as well be considering how serious things were. "I guess you're right...so...yeah we do."
"Don't want kids?"
"I don't know...not now obviously...it would only complicate things..."
"Kids will always complicate things, doesn't matter when you have them."
"I guess the answer is...yes but later ?"
"Hm...."
"What?"
"I'll be holding you to that." She puts her hand on your shoulder before she coughs a little. "Anyhow...you and O better get going...might take a while to find something for both of you."
"Ok...any dress rules I should know about?"
"Keep it somewhat classy, I'm sure you can manage with that." She helps you stand up and gives you smile. "Do I smell?"
You laugh harder than you mean too and it doesn't take much to get both of you laughing at the question. "You're fine...act natural."
You both head back into the house fighting off laughing fits and probably smelling faintly of weed.
You both don't actually end up leaving until a bit later than either of you originally wanted to but a plus was that a majority of the places you went with her weren't that crowded. She seemed to be getting around a bit better than she had that morning and after a while of walking she asks you what you were thinking for a plan. You really didn't have one...finding something for yourself was easy...it was pretty much a tux or nothing and since you had to relegate yourself to looking like a penguin for a night, you tell her that her dress will probably take the most time.
"If i'd have known this I would've brought mine and saved the trouble..."
"If I'd have known I would've been thinking about this before now..." You hear her sigh heavily.
"Don't women like this kind of thing?" You hold back a laugh when she looks at you with an odd expression.
"Seriously?"
"No...it was a joke...but come on..." You put your hand on her back and start leading her in the direction of a shop you see has wedding and prom dresses and though she doesn't actively fight you, you can tell that she doesn't look forward to it. "Don't worry...i'll help."
"Oh my god, at least give my lady parts a small break.."
"It's been at least 12 hours..."
She stops just outside the doors and looks at you like you're crazy but there is something else there that you can't quite place. "Are you seriuosly?"
You shrug...it's been just as hard on you as it has her to not try and do anything. "Maybe a little, just remember that as long as you've not gotten any, I didn't get in there either..."
"But you also got blowjobs Daddy."
"You weren't complaining about it."
She gives you just the most overly innocent smile, "You have me there Sir...I did enjoy it a lot."
You open the door and nudge her a bit until she walks inside. "I did say I was going to break you didn't I?"
"You did Sir..." she stops short and you run into the back of her barely hard enough to move her but you know as soon as she pushes against you that it was on purpose.
"Didn't learn your lesson last night?"
"I did Sir...I'm not teasing." She's looking around a little but not really concentrating on anything. "You're going to be nice and help me...so it's only right that I repay my Master's kindness isn't it Sir?"
It's the first time she's ever called you that outside of the bedroom and honestly you hadn't been prepared to hear it, you feel your pants get just a bit tighter before you watch her walk off, swinging her hips like she hadn't just gotten destroyed the night before.
You legitimately try. You try so hard to stay focused on the task at hand because you want her to find something before you take care of this problem. You want nothing more than to get her alone in a dressing room really...the only problem being that you hadn't anticipated things going like this really. The gala was tomorrow night so it was very important to get this stuff out of the way since tomorrow would be very busy you were sure...so you really were hoping that you could get one more go with her since tomorrow probably wasn't going to happen, but you normally didn't carry protection with you and you were pretty adamant about using it...though watching her come out in different dresses that all clung to her nicely had you thinking that you could deal with the chance this one time. During the times she was changing you had been texting Simon, he was helping keep your head in the right place so to speak and after a few texts he started asking about the event you were being taken to. You send him a short message saying that all you know is that it is probably a police department holiday ball...it wasn't unheard of for law enforcement to do it you figured. After a few minutes you get back a text that makes you stare at your phone oddly, Simon says that his is also a holiday ball for law enforcement and then he asks you where exactly yours is being held so you tell him. He doesn't text you back but instead calls you and while you're a bit surprised you answer the phone.
"Heeeey...where are you right now?"
"At some dress shop helping O pick out something to wear...why?"
"No...I mean like what city...smartass." You tell him and there is a long silence. "Ok...so I'm assuming that you're in the shop on....Main?"
You pause for a second before you walk to the front of the store and glance at the street signs a few buildings down. "No fucking way."
"Fucking way. We're going to be there in like...five minutes."
"Well..we'll be here..."
When you hang up you head back to where O is and knock on the door, you completely forget wanting to ravage her in public by this point. "Hey...so you'll never believe this..."
"Believe what?...what did you do Sir?"
"Why would you think I did something?"
"You're mischievous Sir."
"Anyway...guess who else is going to this little get together...and will be showing up soon."
"Jesus Christ..."
"Um..."
"I need help..."
"Open up then..."
She opens the door and you go inside closing it before any of the employees see you, when you turn around she has her back to you with her hair pulled over her shoulder. "Could you zip me Daddy?"
You reach out and pull it up before she puts her arms under her hair and lets it down her back again, she turns around and holds her arms out.
"So?"
It's instantly your favorite you've seen on her so far...it's a strapless knee length dress, you're pretty sure that it's a prom dress from the looks of it but you think it looks perfect on her. It's black and hugs her in the most perfect way, from her chest down to a black length of ribbon that pulls in the waist before it flares out over her hips. It fades from black into gold at the hem and as you look at her you can see that it matches her necklace perfectly and it makes you get the dumbest smile on your face.
"Sir?"
"Perfect."
"You think so?"
"I know so babygirl. I think we're done here." You're still staring even after you stop talking and it makes her turn a little pink before she coughs nervously and asks you who else would be going to the party.
"Simon and Sara. Apparently the school donates..."
"Yeah...there's a program that takes retired police dogs and trains them to be service dogs for retired officers...among some other stuff they also donate to"
"Ah..."
"Sara and I talk a lot when Simon and you do stuff..."
"Good...I'm happy that you two get on so well."
"So...you really like this?"
"If time wasn't a factor I'd be breaking it in now."
As if on cue you hear your phone go off and you answer it to hear Simon telling you to get out of the dressing room with O.
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It doesn't take very long to pick out a pair of shoes that match pretty well with the dress...you have Sara to thank for that though. Once everything is said and done...and after a short break where the guys talk about this upcoming event, you bring up the need for an outfit for him and he curses a little. Simon seems to perk up a little before he looks at the two of you.
"I have an idea...i'll take care of him...you two can stay here or go just hang out...meet back here in an hour or so?"
You all agree on it and in a matter of minute Simon is dragging a very reluctant Linton behind him, you laugh at the image but it gets quiet again when they are out of sight. Sara had been on her phone for a few minutes before she puts it down and speaks.
"I didn't know you lived here."
"Yeah...its where I grew up at least..."
"It's beautiful."
"When I was little it was so boring though..."
"Oh...we've all been there."
You pick at your fingers for a few seconds, you've wanted to ask her this question for a long time but you hadn't wanted to sound rude...and now you were trying to get up the nerve to ask it again. "Can I ask you something?"
She eyes you curiously but nods. "Of course."
"Do you ever feel like...I don't know...Simon just uses you?"
"How do you mean?"
"I mean...like do you ever feel like all he wants to do is use and control you?"
"Frankly, no...not at all." She puts her head on her hand and looks at you with a slight frown. "I know for a fact that Simon is much more strict that Linton is O...and if he's doing something that makes you feel that way you really need to talk to him about it otherwise it'll just make you resent him."
"I'm sorry to be bringing this up but...You're the only one I know that has a smiliar situation to me."
"It is helpful to have another sub for support sometimes...you know you can tell me anything."
"He wouldn't have sex with me for like...three weeks and it made me start to get snappy with him...I mean...we did last night so we're back to how we were..."
"Ok..."
"I felt...jealous of the fact that he wouldn't barely touch me but got off more than enough times..."
"Oh..I remember those days...it's part of training though, did you enjoy getting him off?"
"Yeah..."
She chuckles a little. "You have to trust him entirely...I think you trust him pretty well honestly but there's that little part in your brain that tells you otherwise right?"
"Feels like it sometimes."
"Well...with Simon at least...I know that he always has my best interest in mind even when he denies me...it usually ends up being amazing because of all the anticipation that had built up to that point."
You think back to how frustrated you'd been for those weeks...now that you were thinking about it, it had made any encounter with him that much more intense so maybe that had been his plan all along...
"I trust him entirely. There has only been one incident that made me have to take a step back and rethink things..."
"What was that? If I may ask..."
"Not long after this..." She brings her hand up and hooks her finger into the choker around her neck. "We played with another couple, shared and all that."
"Shared?"
"Yes...basically Simon and the other master traded subs...anyhow...we got to be very good friends and at one point Simon let him borrow me, which I was fine with at first, after all it made him happy." She pauses for a few seconds and frowns. "He had no regard for my limits, and when I had to use my safe word he completely ignored it."
You aren't sure what to say to it so you stay quiet and wait for her to finish.
"When Simon found out...he felt horrible. He removed my collar and took the blame for it, said that I was welcome to walk away from him because he'd let it happen."
"He couldn't have known..."
"That's what I told him...honestly I feel like it brought us closer together even if he felt like a piece of shit because of it. He's been weary of sharing since then too..."
"I could understand that entirely..."
"Has Linton brought up sharing to you?"
You shake your head...honestly you weren't sure what you thought about it. At the root of it was the fact that sharing was being with someone else and you didn't know if you'd be able to bring yourself to do it. "No...I'm not sure I could."
"Because you see it as cheating or sleeping with someone else."
"Pretty much."
"Oh...I bet he has his hands full with you..." She looks at her phone for a few seconds. "O...you are an extension of him. If he wants to see another man bend you over and fuck you...you have to trust him that it will be worth it. He isn't going to suddenly change his mind afterwards and say that you aren't faithful to him. As a matter of fact you are more faithful to him for having done what he wanted you to."
"It just...sounds wrong..."
"You need to sit down and talk with him then...i'm sure that he's talked to you about your limits right?"
"Yeah...like the first month after we started doing this stuff..."
"Would you outright not do it? Or would you try it?"
"Sharing?"
"Mhm..."
"I don't know..."
"Then you two need to talk, you always have to communicate even if its something you don't want to talk about."
You nod and let out a deep sigh before putting your head against your hands and you feel Sara put her hand on your shoulder.
"I know it's a lot...it takes years to get to a comfortable spot and even then you're always pushing something always learning something...It should always be fun and safe though. You get on pretty well with him yeah?"
"Yeah..."
"Most of the time...it's just small stuff isn't it?"
You nod, he'd been right about how he'd be...training had been the strictest part of the relationship and aside from when you were being out of line...it felt like any other couple. "When he gave me this..." You put your hand on your necklace and laugh a little. "He said that he was willing to give up all of this...I thought about it for a long time though...if he gave this up he wouldn't be the same guy."
"That's saying something...not many doms are willing to give up the life." She gives you a wide smile. "It's kind of cute..."
You can't help but laugh and both of you start talking about the function, before too long you see Simon and Linton coming back towards the two of you. He looks none too impressed with the bag he has but Simon's face was smiling enough to make up for his frown.
Both groups say their goodbyes and when You finally get back to your parents' house you find it empty, you know that your dad is still more than pissed off at both of you and it still stings a bit but there isn't anything you can do at this point. You put your bag down and turn around to face him when he closes the door, he looks at you with a cocked brow for awhile before you tilt your head.
"Can I see Sir?"
He holds the bag out to you but you shake your head.
"Can I see it on you Sir?"
"You know what I look like in one of these..."
"I know but you look so nice in them Sir..."
"I'm glad you think so."
"Why wouldn't I Sir?"
"Maybe your standards are low..."
"No disrespect meant Sir...but I'll come over there and slap the hell out of you if you say that again."
"Damn babygirl..." He holds up his hands at you.
"So...can I see it on Sir?"
"If you really want to see it...I mean it does me no favors in this area." He points at his mid section and it's hard not to laugh.
"You have a cute belly Sir..."
He shakes his head at you but you can see the smile before he starts to walk back towards where the bedrooms are, you follow him until he goes into the bathroom and you go in and sit on your parents' bed. Their room is across from the bathroom and since their bed faces the door you'll be able to see him when he comes out. You had no idea why he was hit or miss on how he felt about his looks...one minute he knew that he was good looking and the next he'd be hesitant about it, you weren't sure why he had it in his head that anyone even noticed some of the stuff that he pointed out either...it was like you saying that you thought your body was less than impressive because you had some chub. Linton didn't seem to care if you did or not and frankly you didn't care either...you'd always maintained that you fell for him because he was funny, nice, protective a just the right sort of weird that made things interesting when he wasn't being Mr. Rubino, the way that he looked was just an added bonus to you. After a few minutes you lay back on the bed and close your eyes...all in all the day had been a little shitty...but at least you weren't sore anymore...that was nice, and aside from that morning you'd gotten to spend most of your day out of the house and with him so it wasn't too bad in all reality. Your dad's words hung over you though, like a stubborn rain cloud that was just around the corner waiting to catch you off guard.
You jump a little when you feel someone's hand on your thigh and your eyes shoot open with your fist ready to punch whoever it was but you relax when you see Linton looking at you with an amused expression. He's standing between your knees with his hands on your legs and that alone makes your stomach flutter just slightly no matter how many times this type of closeness has happened. You sit up on your arms and look at him slowly, he was still just as handsome as he was the first time you saw him in a tux, it makes you smile at him.
"Very handsome Daddy." You lean up and put your hand over the small bit of color that he has in the pocket, it matches the gold in your dress and you can't help but chuckle a little.
"I supose if you say so i'll just have to believe you. Thankfully no one's going to be looking at me."
"Why do you say that Sir?"
"Between the glitter on that dress and how fucking perfect it looks on you, no one's going to be looking at me." He walks his fingers over your legs for a few seconds but doesn't try anything more. "How do you feel?"
"Almost like last night never happened...Sir..."
"Good..."
You're sitting up entirely now and after a few seconds of staring at his stomach you look up at him, he's looking back at you but it's a soft look that you've not seen in a while.
"Daddy...are you ok?"
"I'm fine..."
It's only silent for a few more moments before he leans over and kisses you, it's not anything demanding and as a matter of fact it's barely even touching lips but it's enough to make you close your eyes against it. When he ends it he doesn't pull away from you and it's like you aren't entirely in control of yourself when you lean up and press your lips together again, it's a bit more insistent than before and he responds by leaning you back until you're laying down again. It doesn't quite register to you at first that he's moved the both of you so that he's over top of you and settled between your legs until you can feel a very obvious erection press up against you. He catches your bottom lip between his teeth before you catch him in another kiss not hesitating when you feel his tongue slide into your mouth and play with your own. You put your arms around his shoulders and pull him down closer to you until you feel him press his hips against you a bit, it's enough to make you let out a small sound and lock your legs around his hips so you can push back up against him. You feel him lean on one arm while his other starts to wander down your side slowly and only when it gets to the waist of your jeans do you put your hand over his and stop him.
"We don't know when they'll be back Daddy..."
You feel him move his face to your neck and give you a light bite that makes you shiver but you keep your head about you on the fact that this is your parents' room and you don't know when they'll be back.
"I want you Daddy but I don't think there's time..."
"Let them see it..."
You feel him roll his hips against you tightly and you bite your lip. "Can I suck you Daddy?"
It's like you can see him weighing his options and even though you know he has his heart set on defiling your parents' bed he reluctantly admits that you're right that time is a factor. He backs off the bed as you move to sit on the edge before you bring your hands up to his pants and start to undo them and when you can reach your hand inside and pull him out you drag your lips over him slowly before you look up at him.
"I'm going to make you see Jesus Daddy..."
He doesn't get a chance to question you before you take him fully into your mouth, you're not wasting time on teasing this time because you want to relieve him even if it meant that you would be aching for him...after the talk you'd had with Sara, you knew that he'd repay the enthusiasm in time, you just had to be patient. You feel his hand on your head but he's not guiding you, he's letting you go at your own pace, bobbing your head steadily and occasionally puling back to play with his head. You put your hands on his hips and slide down on him as far as you can, swallowing around him and hearing him hiss suddenly as he grips your hair a little. You bring a hand up to wrap around him and as you pull your head back you follow with your hand, a few times you push him into your cheek and shake your head and it seems to work for him because you hear him let out a low groan. You start up your fast pace again and relax yourself when he starts to thrust his hips into your mouth, you stay still and let him, you can tell that he's not going to last too long this time though from how vigorously he's pushing into your throat. You pull back with a gasp but keep your hand on him firmly, stroking him quickly until you get your breath back, as soon as you do you pull the tip of his cock into your mouth and start to suck on him as hard as you can while your hand keeps up its rhythm. You can tell he's close simply by the fact that his stomach is tensing up and its even more obvious when he puts his hand on your shoulder and gives you a small push, it was his way of warning you that you were getting him close to cumming. You weren't particularly fond of catching but tonight you didn't mind the thought...so you start to take him into your throat again, pushing so far that you can feel the fabric of his jacket against your nose when he's tenses up before pulling back to suck on his head again...you keep it up for a few more minutes before you feel him tense up and let out a loud and low moan, you can feel his cock twitch just slightly before you take him in again hearing him groan loudly and tense up as he cums. You hold onto his hips tightly as you try to swallow it all but you inevitably need to breath so you pull back coughing, feeling some of it drip out of your mouth, consequently he also gets some of his release on your cheek but you're too focused on trying to get your breath to care. He brings his hand up to your cheek after a few seconds and wipes it off before doing the same with your chin and holding his fingers up to your lips, which you gladly take in and clean.
"Goddamn...I know you don't care for it...but I fucking love when you swallow babygirl..." He pulls you up off the bed and gives you a slow kiss, not particularly caring that you just had him in your mouth. "Don't think that this won't go rewarded."
"I know Daddy..."
The party was being held at a fairly nice hotel just on the outskirts of town, they had rented out a majority of the bottom floor where the conference halls were and while the party wasn't until later that day your mom had asked Linton and you if you could help with the set up. It would mean leaving a bit earlier and being there before everyone else arrived, you both reluctantly agreed though because your mom had asked so nicely it would have felt rude to say no. Needless to say, it was around three in the afternoon when you both headed up to the hotel to help. It had been cold your whole visit but somehow today had been the coldest yet, it was so bad that even fully clothed with a heavy coat on you still could feel the wind stab through it. You'd been a little jealous of how Linton handled the weather to be honest...it was like he didn't even feel how bitterly cold it was or he was just very good at ignoring it, so it was no surprise that he didn't show much relief when you both walked into the warmth of the building aside from a pleasant sigh. To your slight annoyance when you'd looked around you saw a majority of the things already set up and you couldn't help the displeased sound that came out of your mouth that made him look at you with amusement.
"Are you pouting right now?"
"No..just annoyed Sir..." You keep your voice down a bit because of the other people buzzing around you, they don't need to hear you call him any of the things you usually did.
"Why annoyed?"
You gesture to everything. "They don't need help...it's practically all set up already."
You watch him look around for a short minute before he puts his hand on your shoulder and points in the direction where there are still chairs that are leaned up against the wall. "There we go..."
"You are way too excited about all this..."
He shrugs but keeps a smile on his face. "Not for this..."
"What for then?"
You feel him slide his hand from your shoulder down to you backside before giving it frim enough squeeze that it makes you squeak a little. "Let's just say...Simon is very persuasive and tonight should be anything but boring."
"What did you do?"
"Not sure I really like that tone little girl..." His voice comes out serious but his face is anything but.
"I'm sorry Daddy...but what did you do?"
"You'll just have to wait and find out won't you..." He doesn't wait for you to reply but simply gives you a smile and walks off to help with whatever needs done.
Simon and Sara show up a little bit later and after some talking you all decide it's probably a good time to get dressed, you and Sara wander off to the bathroom both of you carrying your bags with you. You help her get into her dress just as she helps you with yours and once that's said and done you both start to work on your hair and makeup which in and of itself has the capability to take forever. Neither one of you really does anything too ridiculous makeup-wise, settling with a pretty neutral but classy glow, you even add some gold color for the hell of it because it matched. You sit on the counter while Sara gets ready, braiding your hair into something that looked like it took effort...the whole time feeling like you weren't being told something and eventually as you pinned the ends of the braids together and made sure it looked ok it was too much for you to take anymore.
"Ok...Ok...spill. Why is everyone in such a good mood about tonight?"
Sara looks at your for a long moment before cocking an eyebrow at you. "I'm not sure I understand what you're getting at?"
"Linton's got some scheme in mind tonight...Simon's in a good mood...you're in a good mood...I swear you all know something that I don't."
"Even if I did know...I couldn't tell you. Under orders." She gives you a wink and you let out a heavy sigh.
"Can't even give me a hint...?"
"You'll enjoy yourself."
You put all your things back into your bag before putting your shoes on and standing there for a few seconds trying acclimate yourself to the sudden height you had, you weren't a high heels kind of person but all in all if you managed to not fall over tonight you'd be happy. The new accessory you'd added to the dress and the shoes was the addition of thigh highs and that was only on the off chance of getting lucky that night. When you see Sara finish up and she puts her things away as well, you both leave the bathroom albeit a little slowly because you're still getting used to the shoes, and see the guys sitting off to the side laughing about something on Simon's phone. Both of them are dressed in their tuxedos and from the looks of it, nothing appears out of place on them, it even looks like Linton tried to tame his hair but gave up half way through...not that it mattered though because you liked his hair messy. You glance at the clock on the wall on the far side of the room before you look back at the two of them and see them both looking your way and standing up. You follow Sara over to them feeling like you're walking in slow motion and you can see that he's trying very hard not to laugh at it, you see him offer his hand when you get close enough and you gladly accept it, thanking him for the added balance.
It doesn't take long for more people to start showing up and eventually you see your parents walk through the door and you can see your dad is happy to be around his old buddies and some of the people he works with...until he sees the two of you and he simply acts like you two don't exist. It's still painful to see him unhappy with you but you try your best to ignore it and try to focus on the fact that your mom is complimenting the both of you and even gives Linton a hug he apparently wasn't expecting and the fact that he can sense that change in you so he gives your hand a firm squeeze to try and offer some support to you. You end up sitting at a table towards the front with Simon, Sara and your parents and as Sara introduces Simon you dad seems to recall the last year that he was there also, and suddenly it's like they are old friends and it feels just a little irritating but you sigh and push it to the back of your mind. It isn't until they get on the subject of school that Simon drops a ball and tells your dad that he and Linton are both teachers and have been close friends for a long time before going on about how much happier he seems since you've been going with him...it just makes the tension with your dad that much worse and you've never been more thankful for Sara trying to steer the conversation in a different direction than you were at that moment. After what feel like one of the most awkward hours of your life, everyone starts to settle and the head of the department gets up to start talking...everyone's attention is on him except yours, you're fiddling with whatever is on the table to try and keep your mind awake. It isn't until you feel a familiar hand on your leg that you look to your side to see Linton looking at you with a curious expression, you furrow your brows at him in a question before he leans in close to you so he can speak and be heard, pushing his hand up under your dress to play with your panties.
"Take those off babygirl...you won't be needing them."
You're sure that your eyes are wide at that moment but you turn to look at him like he can't be serious but you know deep down that he is. You lean close to him as well. "With all these people Sir?"
"Yes." He pulls his hand back.
You drop your hands into your lap for a few seconds before pulling the fabric of your dress between your legs and slowly putting your hands under the sides so that you can hook your fingers into the waist of your panties, you glance around to find that everyone is still very focused on the speaker before you lift yourself up out of your chair slightly before pulling them down to your knees. You shift your legs so that they fall the rest of the way down before you lean over and pick them up, putting them in your lap.
"I'll be taking those." He reaches over and takes them, putting them in his pants pocket before giving you a small smile full of deviousness.
When you look back up you see Sara moving slowly and shifting just slightly and it takes you a few minutes to realize that she's also removing her underwear and you even see Simon pocket them as he really doesn't seem to care who sees. You turn back to Linton with a semi stern expression.
"Ok...What are you planning Sir..."
"Sounds like someone is demanding their Master for answers...I'm not sure thats really how you should be speaking babygirl." He puts his hand back on your leg but doesn't try to move it upwards...he doesn't have to as it gets about the same effect...your anticipating what he'll do and its making you shift uncomfortably. "Or do I need to remind you who you belong to again."
"No Sir..."
"Do you trust me?"
"Yes Sir, I do."
"Then trust me when I say you'll have a good time tonight."
It takes all in all...about and hour or two for all the speakers-including Sara-to finish...and by the time everyone is getting up to mill around you feel like you might need to get away from all of the noise...Linton had been teasing you the entire time and it was all getting a bit overwhelming. You kept to the back of the room mostly trying to stay out of the way of all the people and eventually you ended up just standing in the shadow of the staircase, it made you feel like you were invisible and that was exactly what you wanted at that moment at least until you see Simon wandering down said staircase. You have to wonder what he was even doing upstairs because none of the guests here tonight had any reason to be on the floors with people that were actually staying here, you watch him walk over to Linton and the two seem to discuss something for what feels like forever. It was probably only a handful of minutes before you see them seem to come some kind of agreement and they shake hands-though you aren't entirely sure why they did-and part ways, Simon heading off in the direction you assume Sara is in and Linton eventually finding you hiding in the shadow of the stairs. When he comes into the shadow with you he leans against the wall and it's like you don't even have to hear him say it, he just looks at you and you know what he wants you to do so you take the few steps between the two of you and stand in front of him with your eyes down but your lips in a smile. You feel him put his hands on your waist and pull you closer to him before putting his head against yours, he doesn't say anything for awhile, just stands there...you put your arms around him in a modest hug before he breaks the silence.
"What are you doing over here in the dark?"
"Hiding Sir."
"Why?"
"Not a big fan of crowds Sir...it was feeling like it was a bit too much..."
"Do you want to get out of here?"
"We can't leave yet..."
"That's not what I asked you."
You lean your head back a bit to look at him and you can see that he has the mischievous look in his eyes that makes you wonder what he has planned. "I'd love that Sir..."
"Come with me." He offers his hand to you and without thinking you take it letting him lead you up the stairs away from the party unbeknownst to everyone else.
When you two get to the first hall of rooms you ask him to stop walking for a second-which he does-and you ask in the most respectful way that you can what he has planned.
"You just have to be patient babygirl...and keep a slightly open mind."
"Why do you say it like that Sir...."
"You've been so tense the last few days...I want you to relax and let yourself go, but you have to be willing to let what happens happen."
"You already know that I don't-"
"Not that. I know not to push that."
You stand there for a few seconds, you feel like you can't promise that you'll be able to let go the way he wants...but you trust him entirely with yourself...and that wins out in your mind. "Ok...I trust you Sir."
"Good..."
He leads you down the hall a bit farther before stopping and before you get a chance to question why he stopped he pins you against the wall, kissing you hard enough you feel like you can't breathe. He takes a hand and starts to loosen his tie enough that he can pull it off and when you get a chance to breath you look nervously down the hall to see no one except Simon and Sara walking in your direction quickly before you're vision is obstructed. You feel his hand drop down to push up your dress a bit before sliding his hand between your legs, you bite your lip and drop your head back against the wall when you feel his fingers tease over you. You feel lips against yours again but there is something different about them this time...they are decidedly softer and despite the fact you feel a tiny bit of denial...you feel a pleasant shock run through you when you realize with both excitement and embarrassment that it has to be Sara. You're initial reaction is to pull away but something about you right now...wether it was the fact that you could feel Linton rubbing his fingers over your clit, or the fact that you were trying to promise yourself to be open-and it was a little fucking hot if you were being honest with yourself-but you didn't try to pull away. You feel her start to kiss you slowly, even slide her tongue into your mouth which you accept with a bit of a nervous laugh, and once you get caught up in that kiss you distantly feel Linton's hand disappear but the ache it created is still very much there. You hear Simon say something to Linton in Swedish-you assume because you can't understand them-before you hear the door open and Sara pull away from you. You're pulled inside by one of them and as soon as you hear the door shut you feel someone reaching behind your neck to undo your necklace, you feel the familiar leather of your collar after a few seconds and once it's fastened you hear Linton's voice close to your ear as you feel him turn you around.
"Take your dress off...leave on your shoes and these..." He slides his hand up your dress again and pulls at the top of your stockings...you hadn't thought he'd figured out you had them on and you feel your face heat up a little.
You feel him unzip the back for you before you put your hands against the chest and start to push it down over your hips slowly, once it gets passed your hips it falls the rest of the way and you lean over to pick it up slowly because you can't see what you're doing. It gets taken out of your hands and in the silence that follows you can hear the rustle of fabric that you assume is either your dress or possibly Sara's...
You feel a hand against your shoulder before it slides down your back and over your hip and back up your stomach and chest to take hold of your collar, giving it a small pull forward. "On your knees babygirl."
You don't hesitate, you feel a strange mix of anxious and excited all at once and nothing has really even happened yet, you already can guess what he wants but you wait for him to instruct you before you make any move. He still has his finger hooked into your collar and in the background you can hear Simon commanding Sara and it sounds so odd to hear it from another party but also a little admittedly arousing. You feel him pull you closer to him until your lips and nose are against him, and its very obvious that he's hard so you open your mouth and tease him through his pants which makes him groan a little before pulling up on your collar to stop you.
"A little eager are we?"
"Yes...please let me Sir..."
You feel his hand in front of your face for a moment before you feel the heat of his cock against your lips and its hard to not open your mouth, you hear Sara come to settle beside you and you can only imagine that Simon is next to Linton.
"Put your hands behind your back," You put them behind your back, one hand holding onto the other wrist so you don't get tempted to use them. "Good girl...go on."
While you can hear Simon telling Sara to do the same thing it's interesting to hear the difference in how they command...you supposed there was a reason that Linton was Daddy and Simon was Master, you push the thoughts aside for the moment and lean forward taking him in fully. You feel his hand on the back of your head and you start to move your head over him at a quick pace that has him fighting to not thrust his hips at first but after a while he can't help it and you feel the hand behind your head grip your hair tightly and start to guide you. You are far to worked up by now to care, he hasn't even really done much to you and you'd have thought he'd been playing with you for longer than he was...but as anxious about it all as you were, you were trying to just go with whatever they had planned. You feel him pull your head back far enough that you can breathe before guiding you back over him, you grip your wrist hard as you feel him thrust his hips into your mouth, his cock sliding into your throat more than enough times before you feel him pull your head back again. You can hear similar sounds from beside you and it isn't long before you hear silence, you feel his hand let go of your hair and he moves so that he's not directly in front of you anymore. You start to feel a bit nervous but soon enough you feel a hand in your hair again, guiding you slowly until you feel a cock against your lips again but you immediately know this isn't his. It's like he can feel your hesitation and he speaks to you.
"Suck him babygirl..."
Despite the fact you still can't see anything you close your eyes and let him guide you in the same way Linton had, Simon is a bit more rough though. His grip on your hair is tight and he presses you down over his cock until you feel like you might start to panic but pulls your head back just when you start to think that you can't anymore. All you can hear is a mix of the both of them moaning and the sounds of both of you making the occasional moan and some coughing when someone goes in a bit too far. You dig your nails into your wrist trying to keep your hands behind you while Simon all but fucks your mouth and after what feels like a few minutes you feel him pull your head back again and you can't help the quick intake of air you take before you feel him keep your head where it is. You feel him pull Linton's tie off your eyes and suddenly you're met with the scene that you're a part of. Linton has Sara in a similar position that Simon has you, and it doesn't take long to figure out what they want the both of you to do so you keep your eyes down and open your mouth as he starts to stroke himself quickly. You feel his cum hit your tongue and lips and you can't help but take a glance up at him and its such an odd feeling to being seeing someone else standing over you but it is far from being a bad feeling, you feel the last bits of his release hit your chin before he lets go of your hair and back away from you. You see Linton look at Simon for a minute before he nods at him, pulling one of the chairs from the table in the room and sitting down.
Simon walks over to Sara and pulls her up by her collar. "Clean Linton's babygirl up, show her a good time." You keep your eyes down until you feel Sara's finger hook into your collar and pull you up.
You can already feel a pink flush spreading over your cheeks before you feel her slide her tongue over the areas that Simon had cum on you and something inside you urges you to do the same, so you throw your caution to the back of your mind and find yourself doing the same to her. You had never really thought of being with another woman...the thought had never even remotely crossed your mind and you doubted that if you had been presented with the opportunity you would do it. However, here you were...with your boyfriend in the same room as his friend watching you licking his cum off of his friend's fiancé's face. You feel her hand slide up your arm and to the back of your head, gripping your hair tight enough you got her point that she was very much the one leading all of this before she presses your lips together and slides her tongue into your mouth. There is something about the way that she kisses you that makes you close your eyes and play into it, letting her tongue slide against yours and letting her free hand slide down your side and down between your legs to tease you. You let out a sudden gasp at it and you feel her pull back for a few seconds, laughing and grabbing your hand and pulling you over to the bed. You feel her push you back onto it and all you can do is stare at her in a curious haze as she walks over to her bag and takes out some rather flimsy looking restraints...but you know better if they are coming from her. You've heard stories about Simon.
"Get on your hands and knees."
You don't think to question it much...you do glance at Linton though and he seems to be watching as intently as Simon is, you roll over onto your stomach and push yourself up onto your hands and knees. You feel Sara put you into a position that suits her and also offers the guys a very open view of you which makes you feel a bit embarrassed, but your mind is far from that fact when you feel two fingers suddenly slide into you deeply. You feel your back arch a little as you let out a quiet moan trying to concentrate on not being loud, but Sara has other plans as she starts to push her fingers into you deeper. You've been dealing with an ache between your legs since Linton told you to take your panties off and this was making your arms tremble a little, you can't help how fast your breath is coming in or the small sounds that slip from between your gritted teeth. You just about loose yourself when you suddenly feel her tongue against you and you can't help the loud moan that forces its way out at the surprise. You grip the blanket tightly and feel your hips push back against her fingers the faster she moves them, you can feel a wall of pleasure starting to build up fairly quickly and you start to loose yourself in the feeling, pushing your hips back quicker and quicker until you hear Linton's voice. It's low and demanding, cutting through your pleasurable haze.
"You're not given permission to cum yet babygirl."
You feel Sara pull away from you completely and you want to cry at how frustrated you were, you had been so close that it was hurting but you try your hardest to calm yourself. Sara grabs your arms and pulls them out from under you putting the restraints on before pulling them tight and securing them, it has your arms straight out in front of you with your ass in the air presented to everyone in the room. You can't see Sara, but you know that she's digging around her bag again from the sounds of it and after a few minutes you hear her let out a small moan of her own, you can also hear the sound of the other two getting up out of their chairs. You want to question it but you don't have much of a chance, you see Linton in front of you and you can feel two paris of hands on your back. You feel one of them get up on the bed before you feel someone's cock slide into you slowly making you gasp loudly before you take Linton's cock into your mouth, you feel them start to push their hips into you but it feels different , it feels like there is something between you and them. Each time you get forced forward you concentrate on taking Linton into your mouth more, moaning around him a few times which makes him moan as well.
The most peculiar thing happens though...you hear Sara sucking Simon off behind you and for a few minutes you aren't sure how its possible while you're getting obviously fucked...and then it hits you hard. That small moan you heard from her earlier was her putting a harness on...she was fucking you while you both gave head. Sara pushes her hips into you particularly hard, it makes you take Linton as far as he can go into your throat as you let out a low moan and fist your hands hard, the idea of what is happening only serves to make you feel that pulling feeling in your stomach and when you get a chance to pull back you try to warn Linton but it comes out as a long and loud moan.
"I can't stop Daddy..."
You feel his fingers dig into your jaw lightly as he lifts your head to look at him, its hard to stay focused when you feel Sara slamming into you hard, pushing you closer and closer to your edge. "You will."
"I can't!"
You hear Simon say something to Sara and she stops, she pulls away from you and you can hear her and Simon talk briefly before you hear something hit the floor and Sara is next to you with her arms out in front of her. You can't see behind you but it doesn't take a lot of imagination to figure out what is happening when she lets out a loud moan and her body gets pushed forward. You put your head against your arms and moan at the throbbing ache that is still very present between your legs and you try to relieve it a bit by bringing your legs together but you feel Linton lean over you and slap your leg. The only sound in the room was the sound of Sara letting out long moans and it was honestly making your situation worse, you knew that if you asked Linton to fuck you now he'd say no. You see him move from in front of you to behind you and when you hear Simon stop fucking Sara you wonder what they are up to, you feel conflicted because you know that you won't last no matter how hard you try...you know that Linton knows this too though...you don't know if he's trying to build up your tolerance or if he's just being a bit sadistic but you hear his voice cut through your thoughts again.
"Simon will use you for pleasure babygirl...but your orgasm is mine. Understand?"
"Yes...Sir..."
It's almost like an unspoken command for Sara because you turn your head a bit and see Linton behind her, which put Simon behind you. You feel his hands on your hips before he leans down a bit and pushes your knees higher up underneath you before he buries himself in one thrust, making you let out a surprised cry. He doesn't waste any time before you feel him grip your hips tightly and start slamming his hips into you hard, you bite your lip and bury your nails into your palms fighting off loud moans the harder he goes. You can feel him pulling your hips back against him and you finally can't keep it in, you start to let out short moans that turn into cries when he picks up his speed. Linton knew how to be rough...but Simon was much rougher, he was all but slamming his cock into you with the added depth of pulling your hips back against him with each thrust, it was painful but also pleasurable and it fed the rise of your orgasm again, you let out a frustrated groan and try to will yourself to ignore the building wall of pleasure inside you but you can't and you find yourself crying out loudly that you can't stop, everything is getting to you. Simon fucking you, Linton fucking Sara and Sara's own cries are pushing your closer to your end and you feel like you're on the edge. You feel Simon give you a short and hard thrust before he pulls out of you and for a few seconds you think you've stepped out of line, you literally want to cry because you are so close but the denial is painful and driving you crazy.
You feel familiar hands slide over your hips and under you to tease your clit and you put your head against your arm again, biting the skin there hard enough you're sure that you'll draw blood.
"How badly do you want to cum babygirl..."
You feel your back arch and you shiver. "Please Daddy it hurts so bad..."
"You want Daddy to fuck you hard?"
You can hear Simon behind you, he's already deep in Sara getting her to that same point of begging that you were already at. "Yes, fuck me as hard as you can Sir..."
You feel him slide his finger inside you and curl it directly against that spot inside you and it makes you let out a half scream. "Mm...I love when you scream..."
"Please! Daddy Please..fuck me, claim me, make me your fucking slut...please Daddy I want it so badly!"
You feel him unpin your hair so that you're braids are now loose, and before you can open your mouth to beg again you feel him grip your hips and slam into you hard, starting up a fast and hard pace that has you getting pushed up the bed enough that he has to pull you back. You're screaming, Sara's screaming...its just so much at once. The room is full of skin slapping against skin, low moans, and screamed curses and begging, you can hear Sara telling Simon how much she loves her master's cock and it makes you shudder before you feel him shift, the new angle getting you to practically cry out in tears. You're telling him everything, how much you love his cock, that you're his whore, that your pussy is his...anything that he wants you to say as he fucks you raw. You feel him grab hold of your collar and the sudden restriction of air is enough to make you scream out as you feel the pool of fire in your stomach explode violently and you actually feel like you black out for a minute or two before coming back to the feeling of him grabbing a hold of your braids and letting out a low groan continuing his brutal pace until you feel him cum. He pulls your hair tightly as he gives you a few more hard thrusts to ride out his orgasm, you're both so focused that you don't hear the other two finish and thats just fine with you. You feel Linton lean over you, still very much inside you, and untie your hands before he kisses your back, you know that you're crying...but its not from being hurt thankfully, its from the release and unfortunately all you want to do now is hide in his arms the rest of the night but you know you won't be able to. You feel him pull out of you slowly and you feel very embarrassed when you feel a mixture of his cum and your own slide down your legs and out after him, you feel him help you up but you're in such an emotional daze that you can't accurately recall a majority of the time in that room. When you finally manage to come back to reality you're sitting in one of the chairs, already having been cleaned up as best as you could, with Linton pulling your stockings off and the only thing you can manage is a strange look before you see why he's taking them off. They have stains on them and they are ripped so you don't argue and let him do it.
After you all get dressed and fixed up, the guys clean up the room a bit-as that was the deal apparently that Simon had made with some cleaning staff-and head downstairs to see that not one person had missed any of you. You tell your parents that you're feeling tired and that you and Linton are going to go home, your mom tells you to be careful but you dad glares at Linton the whole time and you are simply too tired to care. The drive home is tense, at least to you because it had started snowing heavily while you all were inside and out of a feeling of wanting to make sure the others were safe you told them to come crash at your mom and dads, which they agreed might be better than trying to get back to their motel. After its all said and done, and one dual shower later, you finally get to hide in him and its the best feeling you've had all night. He doesn't give you a hard time for not having the energy to take off your towel nor does he complain about your wet hair, he lays there and keeps his arms around you tightly. You feel him shift slightly and you look up at him with half awake eyes.
"Are you ok?"
"Mhm..."
"I mean it..."
"I know..." You give him a tired smile, you know he wants to talk to you about it...but you don't think you can stay awake. "Can we talk about this tomorrow Daddy?"
He seems to think on it for a few moments before he gives you a smile back and pulls you over top of him with his arms around you. "Ok...go to sleep O..."
You put your head against his shoulder and get comfortable. "I love you Linton."
You've not used his real name in so long that it feels odd and you know that he wasn't expecting it by the way he keeps looking down at you. "Love you too Ophelia."
Something about the way he says it makes you smile before you pass out completely.