Pleasure

Clara lay with her back to the wooden table, her head was spinning, and her skin felt hot. Her pussy was soaking wet by now, and her clit itself felt utterly and absolutely exposed. She could still feel the gentle but firm pressure from Lilly, who was keeping it from retreating back into its hood, and the sensation of her fingers was enough to drive Clara wild. She tried to breath easily, but it was hard, her whole body tingled, and part of her felt absolutely mortified at the fact that even her most secret place had now been exposed. It was as though every layer of privacy, from the very first to the very last, had been stripped away from her, and she was now without any shred of dignity at all. She felt cornered, nervous, bared to the world. Helpless and captive.

She'd never felt so alive in her life. Her heart was hammering in her chest, she could feel her blood rushing through her body. She waited, waited for the words which would decide her fate. Pleasure or punishment, that was the question.

For several long moments, Alex said nothing. His face was carefully neutral, as though he were considering both angles.

"Pleasure or punishment, you say?" He mused. "Well, I could decide, but let's let her make the choice, will we?"

"Oh?" Lilly said. "What do you have in mind?"

"Simple." Alex said, moving slowly around the table. As he did so, he let his hands fall, his fingers brushing her skin as he moved. Eventually, they found her left breast, cupping it between them. Clara shuddered.

"What do you think, Clara?" He said, and for a moment, she wondered if he was actually asking her outside the confines of the game. But then he went on. "I have a mind to buy you and set you to work, but before I do that, I need to know your state of mind. A troublesome **** can be such a bother, you know. So are you happy to be a ****? Or do you still harbour foolish thoughts of going free? Which one is it?"

Clara said nothing, her heart beat fast. Obviously, she knew what was going to happen here. She would either admit that she was his **** and be rewarded, or refuse and be punished. Alex was leaving the choice to her, but in a clever way that didn't break the feeling of the game. She bit her lower lip, chewing on it slightly, trying to figure out what to say. Did she want to be punished? Well, part of her did, but if she did that, what would it feel like? Her clit was already exposed, and this would doubtless draw the ire of her ''tormentors'. Her most sensitive and delicate part. She didn't know what it would feel like, but it would doubtless be intense.

What did she want to do? What did she want to endure? Was she a proud woman, battling for her freedom? Or a broken **** ready to accept her place? She licked her lips, her mind still working. Suddenly, Alex clenched his fingers around her nipple, and she jerked in surprise and pain.

"Answer." He said. "Now."

"I...." She gasped, her voice sounded small, but she tried to bolster it. "I...I'm your ****, master. I'm your ****. I'll do whatever you want, please don't punish me there!"

"You'll do anything I want?" Alex asked, looking over her.

"Y-yes!" She said, gulping for air as she tried to make her voice sound stronger. "I'll fuck you or let you play with me, or serve you naked. I'll dance for you, or play with myself for you.. if you want me to use sex toys on myself, I will. My life before is over, whoever I was is dead. I just want to serve you now."

"Hmm." Alex seemed to consider. "A good answer. But let's see if you live up to it."

Clara felt her mouth going dry as Alex undid his pants, allowing his cock to emerge. He was already fully erect, the head of his shaft glistening with desire. Clara's head was spinning, but she knew what he wanted as he shuffled closer to the table, his member moving towards her face.

"Show me how much you want to avoid being punished."

She nodded. It was not the first time she had given him a blowjob, after all, and after so much stimulation and arousal, she was ready to move on to something more solid. Her lips closed around his cock, and she felt it shift, reacting to the stimulation. She would make him cum quickly, she decided. So that they could get on to the good stuff. But something new happened, something that broke her plan in two before it could even start. Even as Clara's lips closed around Alex's cock, she felt something close around her clit in turn. Something warm and wet, tickling her even before it did anything else.

It was a set of lips.

Lilly! Lilly was playing with her clit! Lilly's tongue gently started to stimulate her bud, the motion was soft, but even so, it sent bolts of lightning through Clara's body. She arched her back, her skin on fire with pleasure, every nerve she had screaming for release. Oh god, oh god it felt so good. She'd never felt anything like this before! Lily was an expert with oral sex, or really, sex in general, or so it seemed. Clara's clit was sensitive, so Lilly was approaching it slowly, gently sucking on it, and using her tongue to slowly stimulate it. Each touch, each point of contact, made the brunette writhe, her body, already primed with everything that had happened so far, didn't miss a single instant of it. Trembling nerves carried every touch and kiss and gentle caress all the way to her core.

Clara would have moaned, but her mouth was full. Instead, she began to suck on Alex's shaft, using her tongue to help stimulate the head and shaft of his cock. She felt him start to harden even further under her touch, but only partly. Focusing on Alex was hard when Lilly was stirring up her insides with her tongue. Her clit was buzzing with feeling, her legs felt like jelly, and her core was growing tighter and tighter. The fact that she was still strapped to the table only added to the arousal, making her more and more aware of her own helplessness. Lilly pleasured her, ruthlessly, constantly keeping her on the edge so much so that she wanted to scream. How, how could the other woman read her so well? How could Lilly understand her limits so completely? It wasn't fair! She wanted to cum! Lilly's tongue and mouth drove her close and closer to that edge, to the promised release which would roar through her body, and exalt her every nerve, but each time she did, she darted back, denying Clara that crucial final stimulation. Clara felt her clitoris growing more and more agonised by the pleasure, her body growing more and more sensitive as Lilly drove her into a height of desire she had never before felt.

At the same time, Alex's cock was in her mouth, and he was thrusting back and forth, Clara was acting on instinct, half her mind consumed with her own needs, but she was still sucking him, her tongue gently running along his shaft, she could see that his eyes had half closed, his cock was throbbing with desire, his fists were balled at his side. Clara moaned into his member, Lilly's ministrations stealing away her breathe and rendering her dumb. She felt a great heat building up between her legs, a tenseness in her core that she associated with a coming orgasm. Alex's hands moved to her chest, grasping at her breasts, a bit more roughly than he intended. His fingers dug into her skin, the contact making her jump. Her nipples had grown hard, they ached to be touched, and he indulged them, his fingers stroking and caressing, fondling and teasing.

It was just too much for Clara. Lilly and Alex at the same time, both of them assailing her body with waves of pleasure. She jerked and writhed, her legs kicking helplessly against her restraints, her thighs tried to close, to shield her womanhood, but they could not. Her hands could not protect her chest. She was trapped, pinned to the table like some insect before a scientist.

And Alex's cock was in her mouth. She could feel him, taste him. He was grunting, groaning with each thrust, his sounds echoing her own, mirroring her arousal. Clara was heaving now, her whole body trembled as more and more of her nerves began to scream for release. Lilly, perhaps sensing her moment, began to tease her more and more quickly, with more ****, making her clit burn for the end to come. Clara felt as though her body was on fire, but instead of burning, it felt good. Like waves of heat were pouring through her, making her quiver and melt. She groaned, feeling Alex spasm, at last reaching his limit. She tasted the cum in her mouth as he reached the height of his climax, but it was only a minor thing then, for her ow had just begun. Lilly had timed it, waiting for the moment that Alex had climaxed to allow Clara her own.

It was the most intense orgasm that Clara had ever felt. Nothing had prepared her for this. Her whole body began to shake, her limbs trembled, she felt the heat flushing through her skin as the wave of pleasure grew and grew, her womanhood grew right, and coils of tension encircled her core, growing ever more compact, squeezing around her clitoris and pussy. It felt solid and real, as though she was really about to be carried away, the pleasure swept through her body a moment later, hitting her, overflowing the banks of her mind until she could think of nothing else, until all logical thought was swept away, and she knew only the feeling of the moment.

Her toes curled, and her fists balled. Clara arched her back, the current of lightning that ran through her body, touching every nerve, didn't care. It continued on, swamping her, drowning her. She choked and gasped, wondering if she would ever feel like this again.

Then, slowly, layer by layer, the feeling retreated. Clara lay gasping on the table, her skin was beaded with sweat and she was trembling. Her body felt weak, she was drained.

Distantly, she saw Alex and Lilly stepping back, giving her time to recover. She was trembling, the last visages of the pleasure of a moment before still haunting her body.

"That was...." She searched for something to say, but couldn't find the words to describe the feeling she had just endured. The sense of relief, the overpowering pleasure which had screamed through every inch of her being. How could she? How could she put it into words?

"Holy shit..." She managed to murmur. "Just...just holy shit..."