Chapter 4: Competing for Ownership

Continued from chapter 3...

With a wicked grin, Ivy turns her attention to a trembling Elise, slowly sliding the spaghetti straps of her chocolate satin dress down her shoulders. The fabric whispers as it glides down, pooling gracefully around her ankles.

I momentarily forget how stunning Elise is in her naked glory.

With a giggle, Ivy playfully slaps Elise’s perfect heart-shaped bottom.

“Your turn, Elise. I’m your best friend. Why couldn’t you just be happy for me and Ero? Your choice babe. Do you want to taste his pole or his bottom while I spank you?”

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Elise shoots me a defiant glare, but I catch a glimmer of excitement in her eyes at the thought of being put in her place.

“Fine, I’ll play your little game. But don’t think this changes anything between us, Ero,” she replies, her voice firm.

She strides towards the bed, climbing on and positioning herself between my legs. Looking up at me, a smirk dances on her lips.

“I choose to lick Ero’s pole while you spank me, Ivy. I guess the shoe is on the other foot now, huh?”

Ivy’s eyes gleam with wicked delight as she cracks her knuckles in anticipation.

“Mmm, I like the way you think, Elise. Watching you service Ero while I redden this pert little ass of yours…”

She hands Elise four satin bondage ties.

“Elise, please strip Ero of his panties and tie him spread-eagle on his back. Then, I want you to take your place on all fours between his legs, with your bottom up in the air.”

With a mischievous glint in her eye, Elise slowly peels my soaked satin panties down my legs, allowing them to pool around my ankles before tossing them aside.

She deftly secures my wrists and ankles with the silky bonds, exposing me completely on the bed.

“There, nice and exposed for us. Just how we like you, isn’t it, Ivy?” she taunts, a playful lilt in her voice.

Elise positions herself as instructed, presenting her heart-shaped rear to Ivy while leaning down to run her tongue along the underside of my shaft.

“Mmm, you taste even better than I remember, Ero. I’m going to enjoy breaking you again,” she whispers, her breath hot against me.

Ivy admires the view, running her hands appreciatively over Elise’s upturned cheeks.

“Oh, this is going to be fun. Such a pretty picture you two make.”

I relax against the silk binding me as Elise takes me into her mouth.

She always gave the best blowjobs, and I twitch at her touch, her warm mouth enveloping my diamond-hard penis with expert skill.

Instead of watching her, I find myself captivated by my girlfriend, Ivy, who is currently spanking my ex-girlfriend, Elise, while she sucks me off.

It is the hottest scene I’ve ever witnessed—Ivy’s breasts bounce in her satin shirt, her braids dancing on her shoulders. With each sharp slap against Elise’s bottom, a rosy hue spreads across her punished skin.

Elise moans around my cock, the vibrations sending shivers through my body as she works me with practiced precision.

“Mmm, you still taste like heaven, Ero. Always did. I wonder how your girlfriend feels, watching me handle you like this?”

Elise lifts her head just enough to smirk at me, her eyes glinting with mischief.

“But I’m not the one getting punished here, am I?”

Ivy’s voice is sultry as she leans in close, her breath hot against Elise’s ear. She delivers another sharp swat to Elise’s already pinkened ass.

“Don’t get too comfortable, darling. This isn’t a vacation.”

Ivy steps back, admiring how Elise’s body reacts to the punishment, muscles tensing and relaxing with every hit.

“Now, focus on your job.”

I gasp as Ivy picks up her sorority paddle, rubbing the smooth wood against Elise’s heart-shaped bottom.

Elise’s entire body stiffens at the sight of the paddle, her breath hitching in her throat.

“No, Ivy... please, not that.”

But it’s too late. The wooden paddle comes down with a sharp crack against Elise’s bare ass, and she lets out a strangled whimper, her body jerking forward instinctively.

Ivy laughs, a rich, satisfied sound, swinging the paddle again. The impact lands with a wet thwack, causing Elise to arch her back in protest.

“Yes, Elise. That.”

“This” SPLAT!

“Is” SPLAT!

“Happening!” SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT!

Ivy tilts her head, watching Elise’s face contort in a mix of humiliation, tears, and **** arousal.

“You love this don’t you? The pain, the shame... the way I’m going to make you beg for it.”

The paddle splats against Elise’s tender flesh once more.

“Ivy, please, please no.”

“You know how to make it stop, Elise. You have to finish Ero, drinking every last drop.”

SPLAT!

Elise’s breath comes in ragged gasps as the paddle connects with her supple, round ass again, the sting searing through her delicate skin. Tears roll down her face, struggling to focus on the task at hand. The combination of punishment and the cock in her mouth drives her wild.

“F-fine... fine, I’ll finish him,” she mutters, diving back down and taking me deep.

Her tongue works furiously, as if trying to prove something—to Ivy, to me, maybe even to herself.

Ivy relishes the sight of Elise kneeling between my legs, her face flushed, her body trembling with suppressed desire and pain. She raises the paddle once more, her eyes locked onto Elise’s quivering form.

“That’s it, love. Make him come. Show me how much you want to stop this,” Ivy commands.

The paddle splats again and again on Elise’s bottom. Through her tears, she gets back to work, sucking me off with renewed fervor. The vibrations she gives off as she weeps around a mouthful of my cock almost overwhelm me.

I remember how she spanked me to tears earlier, and the longer I hold on, the more vivid this unforgettable scene becomes: my girlfriend spanking my ex-girlfriend. As much as I want to cum, I want to drag out Elise’s spanking as long as I can.

Elise's sobs are muffled against my length, her tears mixing with the slickness of my pre-cum as she sucks me desperately, trying to finish me off before Ivy can land another punishing stroke.

"Nngh... I-I'm almost there... I'm gonna make you come, Ero... I promise..."

Her voice cracks, raw with emotion, her body quivering with the dual torment of pain and pleasure.

Ivy watches, enraptured, as Elise fights to complete her task. Her own pulse quickens at the sight of her best friend reduced to a mess of tears and desperation.

"Come on, Elise. Give him everything. Let him feel how much you want to stop this... and how much you still want him," Ivy encourages.

New game," Ivy says.

"Ero, you are not spanking me tonight. We're going to play a game... whoever comes first loses. Now, because you have such a head start, Elise."

Ivy gets out a jar of lubrication and a vibrating wand. She proceeds to lube Elise up and swirls the tip of the vibrator around Elise's slit.

"Whoever comes first, Elise and Ero, is the **** of the other for the rest of the weekend...under my supervision of course.”

She delivers spanks of the paddle in rapid succession as Elise shrieks with pain.

Here we go…" Ivy announces.

Elise's breath catches in her throat as Ivy slides the cold gel across her sensitive folds, the touch sending a jolt of electricity through her body. She tries to maintain her composure, but the way Ivy toys with her, teasing the vibrator just barely inside her, has her squirming despite herself.

"You wouldn’t... you wouldn’t actually make me compete with him, would you?"

Elise asks, her voice shaky, laced with both fear and something dangerously close to excitement.

Ivy chuckles, pressing the buzzing wand firmly against Elise’s clit, watching her reaction with cruel delight.

"Oh, I would. And you know why? Because you’re the one who started this whole mess, sweetheart. Now let’s see who breaks first—yourself, or him," Ivy declares.

To be continued in chapter 5...