Come Back

I float in a blissful, peaceful crimson haze. Through the haze, echoing from a distance, comes laughter and moans that almost sounded like my own. Cum warms my belly as spittle drips from my gasping lips. I shudder as I breath in rapid, shallow breaths. I was a hole. A hungry insatiable hole. A vacant space meant for cock. Nothing more, nothing less. Just piece of meat for women to fuck. I had found my purpose. Domina had taught me the truth. She had…brought me…total, complete…freedom!

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After a timeless pause where Domina gazes down at me, her wet cock hanging heavy before me, the red light fades to white and the spotlighted illumination spreads out to fill the room in a soft glow.

“Elliot?”

I hear my name. Not boy, not princeling, not Prince, but my real name and it jostles my mind from it’s hazy submission. “Huh?”

“Elliot Everly. Come back to me. Easy. Easy. Slowly.” She lays a hand on mine that hung limply from its bond. “Come back to me, my Prince. It’s time to go.”

“Wha…how…” I blink my eyes having the strangest sense that time had passed that I didn’t remember. “Ohhhh.”

“It’s okay. We are done today.” Domina…no, not Domina…Rebecca says in that usual direct tone of hers but now tinged with a soft edge.

“You were…going to fuck me.” I rasp, my throat ravaged by her cock and cum.

“I was.” There is loud clack as she releases the bonds. “But I think it’s best we end here today.”

The top board holding me in place is raised and I let out a gasp at the dizzying sense of freedom. “Hah!” I cry in terror.

“Shh.” Rebecca kneels to catch me and helps me to my feet. She puts a strong arm around me, supporting me, anchoring me to this moment. “I’m here. Lean on me. Everything is okay.”

I melt into her embrace and lay my head on her shoulder. “What happened?”

“Subspace.” She whispers. “You slipped into it after the blowjob. It’s more intense with our cum for those who can enter that state.” Holding my head to her shoulder she says. “Slow your breathing. Feel my breath Elliot. Breathe. Breathe. Breathe with me Elliot. Feel my warmth. Feel the carpet beneath your feet. Listen to my voice.”

Still trembling I close my eyes and focus on the rhythm of her chest rising and falling. Before long the shivers abate and my breathing was matching hers. “I feel funny. So…good and bad and numb all at once. My skin is tingling. I’m…trouble…thinking…”

“It’s normal. You’re okay. Just stay with me.” She assures me. “You did well, Elliot. You were everything I was told and more. Your Domina was pleased.”

“Thank you.”

“Come.” Her strong arm around me she helps me toward the door.

“Roger?” I whisper as I notice him waiting for us by the door with a big, gray blanket in his hands. I hadn’t even noticed him enter.

“Hey, Elliot.” He says, his voice low and warm and reassuring. “It’s intense, isn’t it? There you go.” He slips the fuzzy and insanely soft blanket around my sensitive body to wrap me up. I clutch the blanket around me, welcoming it’s warmth and softness. Rebecca helps him, at no point breaking contact with me. “We’ve called Heather. Her event has finished. She’s on her way to pick you up now.”

“I don’t understand…” I whisper. “You were going to… Did do bad?”

“No, Elliot. Not at all. Shhh.” Rebecca soothes as she slips into a red and black silk robe. “Don’t worry about questions right now. Let’s get you upstairs.”

I am still feeling ‘floaty’ as the older couple guide me up the stairs between them and bring me back to Roger’s study. There I am sat down on a velvet padded antique settee. Roger slips some soft felt slippers onto my bare feet then excuses himself to go retrieve my clothes from the dungeon while Rebecca draws my attention to a small table beside her where a teapot, cups and dainties sat ready. She takes a small plate and sets three of the sweet treats on it and passes it to me.

“Eat.”

For a moment I just stare at the cookies before taking one and beginning to nibble. The sweet and buttery shortbread crumb on my palate drowns out the taste of cum.

“Sugar?” She asks as she pours me a tea.

“Um…two?”

“Should have known you liked it sweet.”

After adding two cubes of sugar she stirs slowly then hands me the cup. I set down my cookie and take it from her. I sip to find it hot but comfortably so. The gently floral flavor of chamomile washes over my tongue further erasing the semen and in the process drawing back more fully into reality. Rebecca slides her around me, her presence quiet but constant. A short time later Roger returns with my clothes in a neatly folded pile which he sets on a low table near the door. He starts the fireplace and dims the lights allowing the amber glow of flames to dance across the warm room. He gives me a smile then leaves again.

With each passing minute I find my senses clearing. Under the care of Rebecca and Roger that sense of being unmoored and **** had turned out to be actually quite pleasant, though beneath I could feel how utterly dismal it could have been without them here to soften my landing. Without them it would have been like when I foolishly told Julie to leave me alone after our tryst but so much worse.

After finishing my dainties I look to Rebecca. “Um…you’re being so nice to me. I didn’t expect this.”

“I promised to look after you.” Rebecca says. “And a true lady always takes care of her Prince.” She smiles, a real honest smile, and pats my leg. “Even one as common as you.” She rubs her hand back and forth across my shoulders. “Did you have fun, Elliot?”

“Fun?” I whisper. As I reflect on the experience I found it a surprisingly complicated question to answer. “It was…intense. I kind of lost myself there.”

“Or found yourself.”

“Both?” I say softly, a genuine question without an answer. “I didn’t think I was supposed to get like without with a, um, non-Matriarch. Sorry.”

“I know what I am.” She says. “That wasn’t the ‘jelly’ that got you like that. You got there on your own. The jelly just intensified what was already happening. I didn’t expect that to happen. You’re a special man, Elliot, much as it pains me to admit that.”

After pondering a few more seconds I say. “Um…yeah. Yeah! I did have fun. I did. A lot of fun.”

“Good. So did I.” Her face brighten as much as she could let it. “Perhaps we might do it again someday. I’ve learned a lot about you in our short time. I’ll strive for the next experience to be even better.”

“Rebecca?”

“Yes, my Prince?”

“For a second there…I really…believed…”

“I know.” Pulling my head closer she kisses my temple. “Perhaps you’ve learned a bit about yourself as well.”

“Is my freedom really an illusion? Am I just a plaything?”

She tilts her head, studying me closely. “Are any of us truly free? You serve your Queen honestly and with a good heart. The rest of us treasure our young Prince. She cares for us all as she must. That is the way of things. Every part moving on its own but connected. We are all in this web together, Elliot.”

“Not a web.” I grin. “A hive. All of us working together.”

“Smart boy.”

“I’m glad we’re in the same hive, Rebecca.”

“You are too sweet, boy.” She takes a sip of her tea then adds. “I think I’m developing a cavity. Ugh.”

“He he he.”

A light knock comes to the door. Roger pokes his head through. “Heather is here.”

A moment later Heather comes rushing through the door. Her big brown eyes lock on me immediately. Striding swiftly across the room she reaches for me. “Baby! They called me. I came as quick as I could.”

“I’m okay.” I say as my heart soars.

Rebecca rises and the sisters seamlessly pass me from one to the other so that I wasn’t left untouched for even an instant. Heather sits down beside me an pulls me into her all encompassing warmth. Like those sugar cubes in my tea…I melt into her.