1. This is a sequel series to another story I wrote and posted in the story forums called “Strip Club Tease Toy”. I recommend reading it first in order to get the full picture of how exactly Dan ended up in this situation. I’m certainly biased but I think it’s worth it.
2. This is the third of a six part series, and I’ll be publishing the rest of the installments weekly(ish), so if you like my stuff, keep an eye out for future installments (and please let me know in the comments: knowing that people actually are enjoying this makes working on it a lot more fun!)
3. If you HAVE already read “Strip Club Tease Toy”, you may notice a few small changes: I changed a few names and details for continuity reasons, but it’s nothing super complex. In fact, I imagine the only thing the average reader would notice is that I’ve changed Sarah’s name to Cindi. But that’s why, if you notice anything different.
4. This is A. a fantasy and B. heavily about female domination and tease and denial. If it's not your thing, don't read it and then leave mean comments on a free story. That's weird behavior! Just go find something you like and talk about that! I don't need the kink shaming!
That’s it! Please enjoy, and again, PLEASE let me know if you did! I have a lot of future plans for the hapless Dan Green, and I’m having a lot of fun doing this.
Tease Toy Orientation: Conflict Mediation
Dan stumbled out of The Tease Club Wednesday night, trying to wipe the last vestiges of Dominique’s juices from his face as he began his walk towards the bus station. He still couldn’t believe that she had fucked with him so openly and in public like that yesterday. This whole thing was starting to get even bigger than he realized.
He spent the long bus ride home terrified that he was going to be subjected to some other crazy sexual game, but his evening (surprisingly) turned out to be relatively uneventful: in fact, he didn’t hear from any of his captors and tormentors until nearly midnight. The quiet was a relief: he was exhausted, and after another long, cold shower, he settled in front of the TV, watching a History Channel series about Civil War submarines as he tried to relax.
As much as he enjoyed the peace and quiet, however, he found his mind struggling to calm itself, returning to the sights, and sounds, and smells, and touch of his beautiful…what had Lexi called them on Tuesday? His “owners”. That’s right. The word made him shiver, but whether in terror or arousal, he couldn’t tell. In fact, several times throughout the evening, he found himself wondering what was in store for him the next day, almost with…was it excitement? But, surely that was just because his body was so hungry for release…right?
It was incredibly confusing, and he tried his best not to think about it, but he felt himself drifting off into fantasies of being back in the Break Room, bound, teased, and humiliated again and again, in constantly new and exciting ways, as the night went on. He couldn’t even begin to guess what Dominique and Lexi alone in a room with him was going to look like tomorrow. As he settled in to bed, his phone began to ring loudly, Cindi’s smiling face appearing on the screen, and he felt unwanted and uncontrollable excitement flood suddenly through him. “What’s happening to me?” He thought to himself, “Am I starting to enjoy this?” He answered quickly, trying to sound as nonchalant as possible.
“H-Hi Cindi! How are you?” He heard her giggle, and respond in a soft, friendly voice, and the instant he heard her voice, every taste and touch and smell and image of her in his mind flooded him with sense memory. His cock twitched involuntarily. “Hiiiiiiiii, Dan! Did you have fun with Dominique tonight?”
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“She’s the best, right?” Cindi exclaimed, before continuing at a softer volume, “Well I just wanted to call and thank you- I caught up with her a little on her break and she said you were so sweet tonight! She told me that she was feeling kind of intimidated about her tag team shift with you and Lexi tomorrow…” Suddenly, Cindi’s voice changed, and swelled with what almost sounded like pride, “But then she got this big smile on her face, and said that when she told you she was nervous about it, you offered to wear the Control Ring for her so she would have the ‘home field advantage’ tomorrow…That is so CUTE Dan! I can’t believe you would offer to do that for her!”
Dan scrunched his face in frustration, trying to work all of the frustration out with his clenching muscles so he could keep it out of his voice. These fucking games were never ending. As he responded, however, he realized with sudden clarity that he knew exactly what he was supposed to say here: he had listened to every syllable that had come out of Dominique’s mouth that evening with laser focus, after all: he was living under the constant terror that he was going to miss some verbal tripwire and be thrown into further frustration and humiliation. “Uh, ya Cindi, of course. I just didn’t want her to feel bad about herself. I know some of the girls are intimidated by Lexi, and Dominique told me how much this stuff is about feeling good and powerful for her.”
Cindi almost gasped, and she spoke with what certainly SOUNDED like genuine, beaming pride, “Oh. My. God, Dan you are seriously turning into just the SWEETEST man! You’re becoming a good little listener! Wow…I think this new lifestyle regimen is very healthy for you! You know Dan…” and suddenly her voice dropped in both volume and octave, becoming slightly husky, “If you keep it up like this, I think you may have quite a lot of fun at the Sunday Hearing. It’s really nice to see how happy and confident you’re making all my girls.”
Dan tried to sound bashful, and to ignore how genuinely pleasurable he found her praise…not to mention the sound of her melodic voice, or of her laugh, like wind chimes. “Oh, well, I- I didn’t do it because of THAT Cindi, I just…I just wanted to help.” He was starting to get nervous that this was going to turn into some weird, trapping accusation that he was taking credit for something he didn’t actually do, but her voice stayed sweet as she responded.
“I’m really glad to hear that, Dan. Really glad.” She said, and he could almost HEAR her smile through the phone, but then her voice grew frustrated, “God, I love Lexi and Dominique both like sisters, but…they just get on each others nerves, you know? I’ve known them both forever though. It really stresses me out, I hate when my friends don’t get along with each other…” She sighed, her breath distorting slightly through the mic of the phone as Dan listened quietly, trying to figure out where this was going or what he should say.
“Part of the reason I wanted you around was I thought that having someone like you would be a great team building exercise kind of thing, you know?” She asked rhetorically before continuing, “Destiny actually NEEDS the practice, and Trixi’s gotta learn a little more confidence, but honestly, the rest of us KNOW what we’re doing, we don’t really need you to practice…I was just hoping that you would bring me, Dominique, and Lexi closer together. I just want the two of them to get OVER it, and work together. Be a team.” She grew quiet for a moment, and then spoke up again. “Dan? Can I ask you a favor?”
Dan almost screamed: the word “favor” out of the mouths of these women was beginning to fill him with Pavlovian dread…but he also found himself oddly excited again, and he thought (to himself of course), in both bitter frustration and hopeful excitement “Sure Cindi, here it comes…you want me to jerk off 15 more times tonight without cumming? Do you want to send me some naked pictures? Should I come over and let you fuck me again? What’s it gonna be? Will one of you FINALLY fucking let me cum again soon?” Then he steadied his nerves and opened his mouth to actually respond, “Sure Cindi…What is it?”
Her request wasn’t at all what he was expecting, however, “Just…just try to help them get along tomorrow…okay?” She asked in a quiet, serious voice, “I mean it, I really want the five of us girls to be a family, a team, and I…I think you could really help us all get there. They’re both so goddam talented, and they both love this shit, they should be best friends…” Her voice was incredibly serious, and as far as Dan could tell, she was being surprisingly sincere. “Would you just try to get them to work together? For me?”
Dan assured her he would, confused at the disappointed reaction of his body to this entirely non-stimulating request…Yesterday he would have given anything in the world for the ring locked against his cock to stop vibrating, but now he a part of him wished he was getting that same attention now. Cindi thanked him again, saying goodnight with a wet kiss against the speaker before hanging up.
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He tried to fall asleep, but found that he couldn’t calm his mind, and eventually, after 20 minutes of tossing and turning, he turned on his reading light and thumbed through a well read copy of Crime and Punishment (which he kept in his nightstand for emergencies of the insomniac variety, like this) until he finally drifted off. He dreamed of beautiful, writhing female bodies, undulating against him in a dark void as bolts of crimson silk slid around his body with serpentine, life-like movement.
As he drifted through the void, with every movement he made, the silk slid tighter and tighter around him, coiling against him, as the bodies around him multiplied, pressing more insistently against his flesh, filling his nostrils with the smell of perfumed soft flesh and his mouth with the taste of smooth, salty skin. Tighter and tighter the silk slid around him, allowing less and less movement, and soon, his arms and legs began to feel like they were moving through tar, and all the while breasts, and thighs, and fingers and lips slid against every exposed inch of him as he hurdled through the inky blackness…
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Dan awoke with a start, his erection a massive tent beneath his sheet, to the sound of his 6am alarm. “Jesus,” he thought, “I feel like I just closed my eyes.” He got up, took another long, cold shower, and began to go about his morning. His day, like his “post-shift” evening, was mercifully eventless, and it was maybe because of this that he found himself again wondering often what was in store for him tonight.
He thought, not for the first time, that if these girls just let him fucking CUM once in a while, this might even be a little fun. “But that’s not going to happen! And I can’t just keep getting blackmailed like this for the rest of my life!” He suddenly thought to himself, feeling his resolve harden once more. If he didn’t find a way out of this by the end of the weekend, he was going to pull the trigger and damn the consequences. He couldn’t go on like this forever, after all.
His newfound resolve certainly made him feel better as the day went on…but when 5pm rolled around he noticed that this “resolve” didn’t cause him to feel any less physically exhilarated as he left his office, got into his car, and drove as fast as he legally could downtown. As he slipped in the back door for what was going to be his fourth evening in a row at The Tease Club, he could feel his cock begin to swell slightly already, in simple anticipation of the evening. He undressed quickly, and had finally finished folding his clothes neatly in a pile by the door, the terrified excitement of his nudity making his body feel electric, when he heard a voice from the other end of the hall, causing him to jump in surprise.
“Hi Danny!”, called Dominique, peeking from the doorway to the main room at the far end of the hallway, “We’re not going to be in the break room today- Lexi and I decided we wanted to show you something special! But you gotta follow me back through the main club, okay?” Dan tried to remind himself that the only people who were here right now were the girls, almost all of whom had already seen him naked and humiliated, but the slow nude walk down the hallway was still terrifying, and when he walked into the main room, he saw with relief that other than Dominique, it was entirely empty and uncharacteristically quiet in The Tease Club this evening.
“C’mon!” She exclaimed, gesturing to him to follow her in the direction of the private rooms. She was wearing black leggings, a pink half t shirt with frayed edges, and a pair of pink and black heeled tennis shoes. Her curly, wild hair was pulled back into a short pony tail with a pink scrunchie, but several strands fell loose, bouncing in tight, luxurious curls across her dark brown eyes as she looked over her shoulder, smiling back at him. Dan followed, wondering why the change in venue, his cock twitching as his eyes slid over every inch of her strutting body. Her ass and legs looked amazing in the skintight leggings, and when the light hit them in certain ways, he could see the tone of her skin through the fabric.
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Dan started to give a fumbling, half baked response, but before he could get out more than a word or two, Dominique stopped at a door at the far end of the hall, opening it, and gesturing theatrically for Dan to enter with an extended palm and a sweet smile. He walked in, and his first, stupid thought was “Well, I guess I see why every calls it ‘The Bedroom’.” The walls were lined in black velvet, and the room was completely unfurnished except for a clock on the wall, and a massive, incredibly sturdy looking four post, California King bed in the center of the room.
The posts of the bed were thick, unpainted dark wood, and Dan saw without much surprise that thick leather bondage straps hung from each of them. The bed’s ceiling was mirrored, a massive reflective pane almost 8 feet across, and the bed itself looked like it could easily fit 4 to 5 people. There were sheets on the mattress, and pillows resting against the headboard, but as Dan walked closer, he saw both the sheets and the pillowcases were made of, not cloth, but some kind of smooth, rubbery material. On the ground, at the foot of the bed, was a massive jug of baby oil.
As he surveyed the room, again trying to figure out exactly what was in store for him, Dominique crept up behind him quietly, and slid her arms around his waist, causing him to jump slightly. After how viciously she had tickled him yesterday, he was still terrified of her, and it definitely showed. She pressed her lips against his ear, and whispered breathily into it, “Why dontcha get on the bed, Danny boy? Don’t worry, we change and clean the sheets every time someone uses The Bedroom, and besides hehe…as you can see, they’re stain proof. Lexi will be here any minute and I want to make sure you’re all ready to go when she gets here.”
He felt her slap his ass playfully, her open palm smacking against his cheek and leaving a light, warm stinging sensation. “Spread out face up, okay?” Dan obeyed, crawling onto the bed, his hands and knees sinking into the softness of the mattress beneath the rubbery sheets, and then he flipped over and stretched out, feeling simultaneously humiliated and exhilarated.
Then, as he watched, she walked around the bed methodically, grabbing the restraints hanging from each of the posts one at a time and fastening them around his wrists and his ankles, pulling his naked body tight against the bed like a starfish. Every movement she made as she did this was methodical, theatrical. She posed, preened, stretched, and strutted, smiling at him constantly, and never breaking eye contact for more than a few moments. He found himself ogling every inch of her that he could see as she moved around the bed, and he realized that he was already sporting more than half of an erection. God he was so hungry to touch her, to taste her…he almost couldn’t wait for things to get started.
As she was finishing up her work, the door opened, and Dan saw Dominique’s previously happy face tighten immediately. He lifted his neck up from the pillow to see who it was. Lexi strutted in, wearing the slinkiest black dress he had ever seen (the neckline plunging and the clinging hemline shockingly short) and a pair of black, strapped open toe heels. Her hourglass figure was astounding, and in his already heightened state of arousal, the sight of her made his mouth begin to literally water.
She clicked into the room with an incredibly sour expression on her face, letting the door slowly swing shut behind her, and looking around the room, incredibly unimpressed. “Good evening Daniel. Are you just about finished securing him, Dom? Or will I need to double check the fastenings before we get started?”
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She turned to look at Dan, rolled her eyes again as if just for his benefit, and then she sighed, relaxed, and in a loud, fairly pointed voice, said “But we’re not here to talk about our problems today…right Lex? This is our time with Dan, after all, and we want to make sure he gets the attention he deserves.”
Lexi said nothing to this, and instead strolled over to the right side of the bed, still looking sour and unimpressed. She stood opposite Dominique, who was was on the left of the bed, and she leaned down to remove her shoes, her plump, freckled breasts swaying sweetly as Dan looked hungrily right down the front of her dress. She seemed to struggle with the strap around her left ankle for a moment, and her tits jiggled deliciously as she did, her crimson curls cascading down around her face.
Dan shook at this, already cursing his restraints…and in his state of overwhelming arousal, it didn’t even occur to him that Lexi was not the kind of person who struggled with shoes, and might be intentionally doing this for his benefit. Then, as she placed her heels in the corner and began to move back toward the bed, she said, quietly (but not too quietly) and in a terse tone, “Well, all I know is that in MY 8 years of tying down customers, I’ve never had one break free on ME.”
Dan heard a snort that sounded much more angry than amused, and pulled his eyes away from Lexi’s curves for long enough to see real rage flicker across Dominique’s face, and the East Coast, tough girl beauty snarled, “Oh FUCK YOU, Lexi.” Dominique was getting visibly agitated now, and Dan was beginning to feel a little frighted, very aware of how helpless he was, tied naked and vulnerable between these two women in what was clearly a rapidly deteriorating situation. Dominique smiled at Lexi, but the smile was cold, sharklike, and didn’t get anywhere near her eyes, and her hands fell to her hips in an aggressive, challenging stance. “Well, I don’t know, Lex- MAYBE I’ve got a bigger problem with that then you because none of your customers give a shit about touching you!”
Lexi’s glittering emerald eyes flashed back, and Dan sensed that things were about to take a much more dangerous turn between these two women. Panicking, thinking about his call with Cindi the night before AND his physical safety, he suddenly blurted out, “Lexi, Dominique, PLEASE!” so loudly that both women turned to look at him, shocked and surprised. He tried to think of something to say to de-escalate things. “Look, I…I just think…Look, you’re clearly both very capable women. You- you’re part of a team here, right. You all bought this place together. So a win for one of you is a win for all of you…You should be…” He tried to remember what Cindi had said, “You should be working together. Helping each other out. Not trying to compete…Right?”
He looked at them, trying to decipher the expression on each of their faces. He suddenly realized his plea, from a blackmail victim who was tied naked on the bed like this, probably sounded pretty damn ridiculous. Both of them were looking at him with a combination of shock and bemusement, and suddenly Dominique snorted, “Work together. You must be out of your goddam mind. This bitch tries to steal my customers every time a guy flashes real money around me.”
Lexi’s face hardened again, and her lips tightened. She shot back angrily, “Well my dear I’m sorry if you are struggling to hold onto your client base.” She smiled wickedly, “I know you’re getting a bit long in the tooth, after all. I can’t help it if one or two come my way.”
Dan’s attempt at deescalation seemed to have failed, and his mind raced to find another way to fulfill Cindi’s request. He was unsure if this was because he wanted to stay in her good graces for Sunday, or if it was because she had sounded so genuinely upset on the phone last night. However, as he was thinking, Dominique snarled and gesticulated wildly, exclaiming “Bitch, I said ‘TRIES to steal’! None of my boys are sniffing around for a uptown fire crotch to run off to!” Suddenly, she turned to look at Dan, and gestured to her body, demanding angrily, “Dan! Will you tell this uptight psycho that I’m clearly the hottest person in this room?”
Dan instantly froze. He had not expected to be thrust into the center of the conversation like this. He had been getting in the habit of mindlessly agreeing with everything these women said to avoid their easily earned ire, but that was obviously a problem here. He wasn’t even sure he had an answer, the two women were both obviously absolute knock outs…but that wasn’t the point, there was no way he could answer that question and come out unscathed. He looked to Lexi for help, and saw with rising fear that now Lexi was now looking at him intently as well. “Well Daniel?” She spoke softly, “What do you say? Which of us would you prefer if you were a customer this evening?”
Dan chuckled nervously, hoping absurdly that she would break into a smile and say she was kidding…but she simply continued to look at him with those calm, unimpressed emerald eyes. He gulped, and said in a careful voice, “Well…c’mon now ladies, don’t…don’t make me answer that question. I…I don’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings, after all…” He looked at Dominique on his left and Lexi on his right, silently pleading with desperate eyes for them to stop this. He didn’t know where it was going, but he knew he didn’t like it.
Dominique moved towards him, and suddenly lifted her hands to the frayed edges of her pink shirt, beginning to slowly slide it over her head. Her small breasts stretched against her, and the light bounced off of a small silver piecing in her bellybutton. She threw the shirt in the corner, and Dan saw with hunger that her dark nipples were already hard. “I asked you a question Dan. Which of us do you find more attractive? Which of us would you pick to dance for you? If you HAD to pick.” She giggled, and smiled at him, her eyes suddenly flashing playfully. “Well, I guess you DO have to pick.”
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Dan was looking at Dominique, who had slowly rolled down her leggings as she quietly watched him desperately beg and plead, and who was now crawling onto the bed completely nude, with a hungry and terrifying expression on her face. But it was Lexi who responded, scoffing slightly at his request, and when he turned to his right to look at her, he found that she was in the process of slowly…SLOWLY…sliding the hem of her slinky cocktail dress higher, and higher, and higher, the black material brushing against her round, pale, freckled thighs.
“Well of course we can’t promise that Daniel.” Lexi said, still slowly lifting her dress, and now it was gliding up past her small, fiery, manicured bush as she continued to speak, her hands letting the material brush back and forth playfully against her as it rose, “I can’t very well be held responsible for YOUR decisions, after all, now can I?”
Her dress was up around her breasts now, and she gripped the fabric in both hands, sliding it up and over her head in one fluid motion, revealing her completely naked form to his hungry, pleading eyes. “In FACT…” she continued, as she began to climb up and onto the bed on Dan’s right, “…if you DON’T pick me, I’ll probably just vote for you to fail at the Sunday Hearing. You know, as punishment.” She smiled at him sweetly as she spoke, as if she were explaining something incredibly obvious to a child.
Dan looked back at Dominique, hoping for some kind of a life line, and found nothing but her cold, waiting stare. He didn’t know what to do. There was no easy way to placate them, and besides his own safety if he actually took sides, he found himself, absurdly, really considering his promise to the blonde and blue eyed grand maestro of this whole affair. And while he didn’t know if he could actually convince these two women to get along for Cindi, he was pretty confident that telling one of them that he thought she were prettier, in front of them both, was probably the wrong jumping off point.
Both women were now sitting on the bed near his waist, stark naked, and he closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. He really only did see one decision. He found it terrifying, but he didn’t see any other valid options. Then he opened eyes again, resolute, and said confidently, “No. I-I’m sorry but, I…I won’t answer that question.” He was truly terrified of these women, and his cheeks burned as he spoke, adding lamely, “I think you’re both equally gorgeous, AND equally valuable to The Tease Club.”
Lexi smiled at this, and brushed her fiery red hair out of her face, her eyes sliding down to his now mostly erect, twitching cock, and she began to slide one long, white, gleaming, nail up and down his inner thigh, the slight point causing him to shiver as it glided against his sensitive skin. It stopped at the scrotum, and began to lightly trace up and down around the crease where his thigh met the very base of his cock, causing him to gasp. “Well, that’s very sweet and all, but, you know, Daniel, we do have ways of…MAKING you answer.”
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Lexi looked at Dominique, and the animosity in her startling emerald eyes towards her workplace nemesis was gone, replaced with a kind of playfulness that Dan hadn’t seen in her before. “Well Dominique? What do we think of that? Should we put up with that sort of back talk from our Practice Coach? Or should we show him that the girls at The Tease ALWAYS get their way? Work together, as he said.”
She looked back at Lexi, her eyes remaining cold and unimpressed for a moment…but then her eyes drifted down to Dan’s ever expanding cock, and she smiled slightly, almost in spite of herself. “Well…I guess we DO need to make sure he remembers who’s in charge, don’t we?” She sighed, “Sure Lexi, we can…work together.” Dominque’s eyes were locked with Dan’s now, her smile widened. She slid one hand up Dan’s belly and chest, gliding forward against the bed as she did so, until she was lying on his left side. Her head lay against his outstretched left arm, and her hand absentmindedly began to rub against his nipple, causing his breath to catch in his chest in humiliating, ragged gasps.
He looked into Dominique’s eyes, large and deep, and tried not to visibly react as he felt Lexi’s other fingers join the first against the flesh of his inner thighs. Her nails began to trace arcing patterns up and down the sensitive skin of each thigh, moving maddeningly around his buttocks and taint, up and around his lower belly, tickling at his very slight happy trail…but never touching his cock in any substantial way. He could feel that he was fully erect now, his hungry dick bouncing and twitching, desperate for attention. He craned his neck for a moment to look down at Lexi, but Dominique’s hand slid up quickly from his chest to his neck the instant he did so, moving firmly against his jawline and holding his gaze in hers.
“Well Danny?” She asked almost lovingly, “Are you sure this is what you want? To say no us?” His resolve had shrunk somewhat since the women had crawled onto him, but he shook his head again. “Please Dominique, I won’t…Please don’t try to make me ahhhh!!” He gasped out mid sentence as the fingernails tracing around his lap were joined by a wet, flicking tongue. Just as quickly, she lunged forward, taking his face more firmly in her hand and pressing her lips against his, kissing him with slow, exaggerated, wet smooching sounds, silencing his begging.
He kissed her back hungrily, feeling Lexi’s fingernails brush and tickle playfully through his pubic hair and her tongue lap wetly against the skin of his extreme inner thigh, less than an inch from his scrotum. His cock was oozing precum now, standing up in desperate need of attention, receiving nothing but a few light brushes of Lexi’s crimson hair against it as she teased him. His torso wasn’t bound, but his limbs were pulled so taut that he could thrust very little, and he shook violently as his cock pushed ineffectually against the open air, inches from Lexi’s laughing eyes.
He felt the familiar dull ache beginning to return to his testicles, as the fullness of his cock swelled against the Control Ring. Both women’s mouths grew wet against him, and the room filled with the sounds of slurping and sucking, intermingling with Dan’s desperate moaning. This went on for what felt to Dan like a dizzying, swirling eternity, but according to the clock was about 5 minutes.
Suddenly, as Dan kissed and nibbled hungrily at Dominique’s full, soft lips, he felt Lexi’s tongue and fingers leave his lap, and the refined redhead slid up and over his leg, lying against his right hand side on the bed, her hair falling against his right bicep, lightly tickling him. He felt her press her naked, soft skin against his side, sliding firmly against him, the swell of her firm but ample breasts molded against his ribcage and her hard nipples rubbing sensuously into him as she pressed forward. He was still kissing Dominique, but he felt Lexi’s hand slide across his chest, her thumb and finger finding his right nipple and sending electric jolts of arousal through him with each maddening squeeze.
As if on cue, Dominique’s mouth left Dan’s, and she simultaneously slid her body more firmly against him, matching Lexi’s position so that Dan was literally sandwiched between these two gorgeous and tantalizing creatures. Dominique’s body was incredibly warm and soft, and he gasped as her skin rubbed deliciously against his.
He looked back and forth, helplessly mesmerized, as each of these women wrapped their curved, smooth thighs around each of his bound, outstretched legs, crossing their ankles around each of his calves and pulling tight against him. He felt the moist warmth of each of them pressing against the skin of his upper thigh and they began to writhe against him, rolling their hips in slow, pistoning rotations, and his head finally fell back, overwhelmed with sensation.
That was when he was reminded of the mirrored ceiling at the roof of the bed.
He looked up to find his predicament reflected back at him in perfect detail, and he gasped and struggled helplessly against his restraints as both women tightened their thighs around his, grinding their naked bodies against him. His eyes crawled over the reflections of Lexi and Dominique pressed against him, their bodies writhing as they ground their hips, and he watched as he felt each of the women lean forward, beginning to kiss up the sides of his neck. He watched the reflection of Dominique’s hand slide down his chest, down his belly, and she began stroking and rubbing lightly around his lower belly and inner thighs again, and tickling lightly at the base of his cock. She slid her mouth against his ear as she teased him, her gasping, warm breath blasting against the sensitive lobe before she cooed breathily.
“If you pick me, I might let you cum Danny.” She giggled warmly. “Don’t you want to answer? Don’t you want me to stroke your cock, to make it feel good? C’mon Dan, we both know that you want me to touch you. Just say it. Don’t you want me to touch you Dan?” When she finished speaking, she extended her tongue, and licked slowly up the ridge of his earlobe, causing him to shudder uncontrollably.
After a few seconds she went back to whispering in his ear, her hand sliding closer and closer to his cock…but still never touching it, “If you pick me I’ll be sooooo grateful.” she cooed, and her voice was dripping with sex. “Maybe I’ll let you REALLY ride me. Just fuck me silly, you know? Hands free, grabbing big handfuls of my luscious ass. Maybe I’ll let you cum.” She moaned as she slid her hips against him, “Maybe I’ll let you cum on my FACE. Don’t you want to find out, Danny?” She went on and on, alternating between licking at his ear or whispering sizzling, creative temptations into his mind. He tried with all his might to focus on every “might” and “maybe”, and to remind himself that he had to avoid this trap at all costs.
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As he valiantly dedicated all of his remaining, shredded resolve towards remaining silent, he felt Lexi press up against his right ear, and she begin to whisper as well…but while her breath was as warm and inviting against his ear as Dominique’s had been, her voice was cold and threatening, and sent a chill down Dan’s spine. “I hope you don’t think I would stoop to such depths to debase myself Daniel. I’m not interested in winning some silly pissing context by manipulating the simplest tool in the room. But I AM interested in making sure you know the danger of defying us. Which is what you are doing, if you continue to remain silent. We asked you a question, and you WILL answer us.”
Her hand slid up from the vulnerable nipple it had been teasing, and he felt her fingers crawl up and around his throat in a loose grip. They didn’t tighten, exactly, but he felt the sharp edges of her nails press inward, trailing against the skin, up and down, and the feeling was an exhilarating reminder of his physical helplessness. He was overwhelmed with terror that he was making the “wrong” choice here, both denying Dominique’s enticing offers and earning Lexi’s ire, but every time his resolve faltered, he remembered Cindi’s request on the phone, and he steeled himself again. This “Sunday Hearing” better be fucking worth it, he thought miserably.
This went on for 20 minutes, the two women stroking his torso and grinding against his thighs, whispering an alternating litany of warnings, and offers, and threats, and deals that spun Dan’s head. A week earlier, he wouldn’t have believed it was possible to feel this dizzy while tied in place. It took everything he had not to beg and plead…but he didn’t break. By the time they finally stopped their relentless assault, each had left a moist wet spot against each of his outstretched thighs, and saliva dripped from each of his earlobes down his neck.
They both pulled away from him, sitting up on their knees on either side of him, and Dan finally looked down again: he had only seen the world around him through the reflection in the mirror for the previous 20 minutes, his eyes fixed on every curve of these gorgeous women as they had slurped and whispered at his ears. Seeing the world through his own eyes again was disorienting, but he noticed quickly (and with rising anxiety) that they both appeared to be quite frustrated with him.
“Wow!” Dominique exclaimed, unhappily and betrayed, looking at him with comically hurt eyes, “You’re REALLY not going to answer us are you?” Dan thought about shaking his head, but decided it was safer to lie perfectly still. This was entirely uncharted territory for him, after all. Lexi spoke, much more quietly than Dominique, and while her emerald eyes looked at Dan coldly, a small smile began to creep across her face that Dan didn’t like at all. “Dominique my dear, if Daniel feels that it is alright to ignore our requests like this…perhaps we SHOULD work together after all. I think I know how we can both get exactly what we want.”
Her smile widened further, her perfect, dazzling white teeth glinting in the light. “I believe I would like to propose a game.”
She cocked her head to the doorway, suggestively, and Dan’s heart sank as the two women crawled off the bed to converse in private. Lexi walked around to her, and began to whisper something in her ear. Their newly shared goal of breaking Dan’s spirit seemed to be bringing them closer together after all, he noticed sweatily, as Lexi slid her hands lightly around Dominique’s waist, pulling her close, and she pressed her lips to her ear, whispering excitedly.
Her pale, freckled skin stood out in stark contrast to Dominique’s sunny, bronze complexion, and Dan was absolutely mesmerized as his nude, voluptuous tormentors pressed lightly into each other, whispering and giggling. Dominique whispered back a few hushed and indecipherable questions, listening intently to Lexi’s responses, and then she smiled widely, and began to look very excited, nodding at Lexi happily. “Oh…OH! Oh fuck ya, I LIKE that…That’s going to be fun! Why don’t you go get the laptop, Lex, and I’ll explain the rules to ’lil Danny boy?”
Lexi smiled back at her, all animosity seemingly gone now, and turned to walk out of the room without saying another word, the door clicking shut behind her. Dominique spun back to face Dan, looking very excited, and climbed back onto the bed with him. This time, however, she pulled herself up between his legs while facing away from him, so that her ass pressed up against Dan’s cock. Then, she arched her spine and leaned back so that she fell down on top of him, her warm, silky ass cheeks completely enveloping his cock, and her head laid back against his chest, her curls splaying out against him.
She looked up at him with playful, dancing eyes, and smiled widely, wiggling her hips slightly and causing him to gasp. It was the first time his cock had been touched since he had walked into the room, and it sent a flood of relief through his body to feel her skin rub deliciously against his sensitive, hungry skin. He let out a wavering moan, in spite of himself.
“Well Dan,” she giggled sweetly, and her hand lifted above her head, sliding into his hair, and pulling his face down to look at her, “Lexie very intelligently pointed out that we actually don’t HAVE to get you to answer us, because Trixi already designed a neat little contraption to answer for you! I totally forgot that the Control Ring is capable of measuring arousal levels…So Lexi suggested that since she and I’ve been…you know, beefing a little bit, we should have a friendly little competition to clear the air!”
She giggled at Dan’s confused and nervous expression, and tucked a thick strand of curly hair behind her ear, “Doesn’t that sound fun? We’re going to have 2 rounds, 20 minutes each: one round with hands and one round with mouths. For each round, we’ll go 5 minutes each so we can come up with individual scores and settle who you prefer…” Then she giggled again, and then rolled her eyes playfully as she continued, “And then because it’s CLEARLY so important to you that Lexi and I learn to get along, we’ll do 10 minutes working together! Winner of the individual rounds gets to decide what we do with you for the last hour of the shift, and if the group numbers go higher than the solo ones, Lex said we should agree to try to knock it off with this silly feud.”
She beamed with pride, “Doesn’t that sound like a blast?” Dan was experiencing an incredibly confusing (but increasingly familiar) combination of arousal and terror: he was sure that this would be many things for him, but “a blast” didn’t sound like one of them. He dutifully responded though, his voice hoarse after a marathon of maddening teasing, “Y-ya Dominique that sounds really great.” She stroked his cheek lovingly with her outstretched hand, “It is seriously so CUTE that you don’t like us fighting Dan. I’m really glad we found such a sweet guy to be our Practice Coach. I really hope I win! If I do, I’ll totally take off your Control Ring and let you go home early, okay?”
Dan nodded at this quickly. He tried not to get his hopes up, but he desperately noticed that she definitely hadn’t said “might” or “maybe” that time, and the idea of being free of this device and jerking off to his heart’s content sounded like pure heaven. She giggled again at his eagerness, and then the door opened once more, Lexi walking in with Trixi’s battered laptop in one hand. She was, of course, still naked, and Dan was somewhat intimidated by how comfortable these women felt in their nudity. His own lack of clothing made him feel like a helpless and exposed piece of meat, and yet Lexie somehow looked like pure power and liquid grace.
She walked to the corner, opening the laptop and hitting a few buttons, “One second…” she spoke absently as she finished launching some complex looking program, and then she placed the open laptop carefully on the floor in the corner of the room, lines and charts flickering across the screen, “Alright, sorry, the program pretty much runs on its own, but it needs to be in the same room as the device to record the most accurate readings possible.” She smiled at the image of Dominique draped over Dan’s helpless, bound, and heavily panting body, and she spoke, warmly this time, “Dominique my dear, have you explained the rules to Daniel?”
The curly haired, bronze skinned beauty smiled back, nodding, and Dan was again struck by how different the energy between them seemed to have become. “Their shared fondness for torturing me seems to have erased all of their other issues. Wonderful. I did exactly what Cindi wanted. Yay me.” he thought frustratedly.
Then Dominique rolled off of him, exposing his cock to the open air once more, and she took a comfortable position back on his left side. “We just went over how it works! Dan is VERY excited to play.” She giggled, winking at Dan as if they were sharing some private joke. “He can’t wait to see who comes out on top. Isn’t that right Danny boy?” she asked in a baby voice, cooing at him like he was a pet. Then she looked back at Lexi, who was crawling back onto the bed on Dan’s right. “So…Round 1? Who’s going first?”
The girls decided Lexi would kick things off, and she crawled down to the foot of the bed with a predatory grin. Sitting between his outstretched legs, she sensuously and theatrically licked the palm of each hand, never breaking eye contact as she then slid her steely, precise fingers around his shaft. Dan began to gasp almost immediately: Lexi began expertly stroking up and down the base of his throbbing shaft with her left hand, while lightly stroking her wet fingertips against his sensitive cock head with her right. She pushed her upper arms together against her breasts as she did this, pressing them invitingly together, and licked her lips theatrically at him, her green eyes flashing beneath her cascading, fiery mane.
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Suddenly, her hands left his cock, and he groaned in total frustration, causing Dominique to giggle slightly, “Ohh, interesting technique Lex!” She watched as Lexi waited for Dan’s desperate cock to cool down enough that she could risk touching it again without causing him to explode, and looked genuinely interested in how Lexie was approaching this “competition”. “I don’t know if that’s the right way to go though…” Dominique continued, “you’re gonna get a big spike in arousal levels with each edge, but then there’s so much wasted time while he cools back down!”
She looked at Dan, smirking, “When it’s my turn we’re going to go slow…okay Dan? I’m going to show you how to reeeeally enjoy yourself.” Lexi’s hands slid back against his shaft again as she said this, and in a quiet voice, with a slight smile, the redhead said, “Oh by all means continue to tease him on my time Dominique darling…I’m happy for the boost.” She started to say something in response, and then looked sheepish, and fell quiet. Dan was so immediately overwhelmed by the return of Lexi’s teasing fingertips to his aching shaft that he slammed his head backwards against the pillow, only to again be treated to a birds eye view of his predicament in the mirrored ceiling.
Lexi kept her back arched, her strokes almost prim and proper, a slight smirk breezing across her face for an instant with every wretched gasp and moan from Dan. When her five minutes were up, the laptop beeped loudly on the floor, and her hands fell away instantly. Dan strained desperately against his bindings, shaking uncontrollably, and almost sobbing with frustration. Moving with the liquid grace of a cat, and watching him drool over her with a satisfied smile, she crawled across Dan’s leg and back to the right side of the bed before gesturing to Dominique. “Alright my dear, let’s so what you’ve got for us.”
Dominique crawled between Dan’s legs herself, arching her back so that she was in full body profile, and looked at him with a sweet smile, whispering “ We’re going to do this a little differently then Lexi, okay Dan? I want you to beg while I tease you. Not to pick one of us!” She added quickly, smiling, “We know you won’t do that. Our cute lil knight in shining armor.” She snorted derisively, making his cheeks flush with embarrassment before continuing, “But I want you to beg me to let you cum, okay?” She giggled at his hopeful expression, and continued, “Oh I’m not going to actually LET you cum, don’t worry. But…I have a theory I want to test out.”
She slid forward onto her elbows, so that her face was hovering inches above Dan’s bouncing, twitching shaft. She was still on her knees, so that her round bottom rose firmly in the air behind her, swaying back and forth invitingly as she began to grin at him mischievously. She leaned her left forearm forward, allowing her hand to fall gently against his manhood, and she held it in a loose grip, allowing it to roll back and forth against her palm as it twitched and bounced in her grasp. Her fingers were so soft, so warm, and his hungry cock was so desperate for more attention that every point of contact against her skin felt electric. He moaned, indecipherably, barely able to lift his head to watch. She smiled at him again before continuing.
“See, I think that you LIKE feeling helpless, Danny boy. I think you like begging. And I think this little experiment is going to prove me right. SO beg me Dan. Beg me to touch you faster.” She slid her right hand forward now as well, and she lightly took his shaft in the loose fingertips of each hand, holding it loosely between 10 splayed out fingertips. Then she leaned forward, opening her mouth slightly, so that her full, glistening lips were a centimeter from Dan’s desperate cock head as she stroked her fingertips up and down against him.
As he watched, bug eyed, she let a strand of saliva drip from her extended lower lip and fall onto the head of his cock. He gasped as he felt it trickle and run down to her lightly stroking fingertips, which began to spread it into a light layer of lubrication across every inch of him. His eyes felt locked onto her wet mouth, hovering so close to his dribbling cock head, and he felt himself starting to lose control.
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Her hands never reached the speed or precision of Lexi’s, but the soft, loving way that she fondled his cock, and constantly seemed like she was JUST ABOUT to take his shaft down her warm wet throat left him teetering and dizzy, and his desperate begging began to reach a pretty impressive volume. When her five minutes were up, and the laptop beeped loudly again, Dominique motioned for Dan to be silent. His voice fell quiet immediately, but his ragged, gasping, sobbing breaths filled the room. She shifted over so that she was straddling his left thigh, while Lexi did the same to his right.
Then, as Lexi slid her hands forward to begin lightly stroking Dan’s swollen testicles, she looked at him and spoke, so softly and calmly that Dan had to struggle to quiet his ragged breathing in order to hear her, “As I’m sure Dominique mentioned, we’ve decided that you were right, Daniel.” Just as she began to speak, Dominique’s hands slid forward as well, up his opposite thigh, and her fingers began to interact with Lexi’s against him, lightly tickling his scrotum and taint, making him squirm and groan.
“We are supposed to be a team, after all, and the value of a team comes from being able to do things together that one cannot do alone,” she continued. “So with that in mind, Dominique and I have come to a decision: If we work together, as you said, and reach a better result than we could alone, we both agree to bury the hatchet and start off on a new foot.” Dominque giggled and chimed in, as a sea of twenty probing fingertips began to slide and stroke and rub and squeeze up his shaft, slowly, so slowly, rising an inch every 10 seconds or so. “Ya, so there’s real stakes to this Dan! I know how important it is to you that we all get along!”
Dan was so overcome with arousal that he was unable to speak, and he moaned incoherently, shaking as they slowly (so fucking SLOWLY) teased him, the mass of stroking fingers moving higher and higher until they began to writhe against the tip of him, wracking his body with tortuous pleasure. The two women were not only acting friendly towards each other now, Dan noticed in spite of his dizzying frustration, but were almost…flirting with each other. He kept catching them glancing at each other and trying to hide tiny smiles. He watched as their fingers not only rubbed and stroked against him, but slid against each other, and as the teasing went on and on and on, he caught Dominique eyeing Lexi’s chest, or Lexi biting her lip invitingly at Dominique more than once.
Lexi is my favorite for now hehe but i like Dominique been the good one to make the contrast.