‘Fireworks’- Part 3; Rick & Karyn Put the 'Play’ in 'Playroom&
‘Fireworks’- Part 3; Rick & Karyn Put the 'Play’ in 'Playroom’ by: the-naughty-scribe.tumblr.com (From Part Two:) Karyn asked; “But, what about you guys?” She groped Chuck’s crotch. “I can tell from the bulge in Chuck’s shorts that there’s some 'unfinished business’ that needs taking care of. Let us…do something…” Chuck cut her off and pulled her hand away saying, “we’ll take care of ourselves in just a bit, I promise you. You guys just go up and get some sleep. We’ll see you in the morning.” He joined Shauna, putting his arm around her shoulders. “Go on… up to bed, guys.” He kissed Karyn’s cheek and Shauna kissed mine. Leaving them to their 'business’ we silently went up to our room, took quick showers and crawled into bed. “I can’t wait 'til tomorrow”, I said but Karyn was already dead to the world with a serene smile on her face. I kissed her cheek but my mind was racing; filled with curiosity about what might happen tomorrow… {continued…} Man; I don’t usually sleep so late. Nor do I usually sleep so well in a strange bed. I looked at the clock radio and it was past noon. Karyn wasn’t in the bed beside me. I got up, went to the bathroom and hopped in the shower. I could still smell the sandalwood massage oil on my skin. After shaving and slipping on some shorts and a tee shirt, I made my way out to the kitchen to find Chuck cleaning up from breakfast. He said, “Look who’s finally returned to the land of the living. Fresh pot of coffee’s ready. I made the strong stuff… interested?” “Absolutely; thanks”, I replied. “Sorry I slept so late. I just felt so good after the massage that I slept like the dead.” I grabbed a banana and a granola bar and sat at the bar. “You guys sure have an awesome place. Thanks for inviting us over. It’s good to get away from the grind and spend some time with our buds. Speaking of which, where’re the girls? Was Karyn pissed that I stayed in bed so long?” “Naahhh. She told us to let you sleep in. The ladies went shopping. I heard Shauna say that Karyn just had to get this outfit she’d seen. No worries. Just relax and enjoy your vacation. I have to catch up on some work emails. I’ll be out on the deck if you want to join me.” It was a lovely morning. He got caught up on his work with his laptop while I finished the final edit on an article about fly fishing for one of my clients. I hit 'send’ on the email and shut my laptop just as Chuck was closing his. “So Chuck, I just wanted to thank you guys for opening up this new world of experience for me and Karyn. We’ve both come out of our shells so much. I don’t think we’ve ever had quite this much fun with sex. Oh, and thank you for sharing Shauna with us. That girl is a pistol.” “She is that…and more.” Chuck grabbed my cup and went to the kitchen for refills. Returning to his chair he said, “You know Rick, I’ve been meaning to ask you a personal question. As intimate as things have been, with all of us, have you ever thought about… you know, 'guys’? I know it might be a strange question but with all the 'bi-curious’ stuff I’ve read about… is that something you’re interested in exploring?” (Awkward!) “Chuck; I like you a lot… I really do. And, you’re definitely a great looking guy. Karyn thinks you’re really hot… but… I’ve never really leaned in that direction. It’s nothing personal, just not my cup of tea. You understand, right? The only thing about guys that turns me on is seeing them servicing a beautiful woman… or, being serviced by one. That’s pretty much the extent of it… I’m really sorry.” He smiled and said, “Actually, that’s a load off of my mind. You were watching so intently when I was with the ladies… I didn’t know if that might be your bag. I didn’t want you to think I was some kind of douchebag homophobe and get offended. Guys really aren’t my thing either. But I’m with you… on watching couples go at it, that is. Some of our best sex is while, or after, watching porn. Welp, that’s settled. I’m so relieved. We just caged the elephant in the room.” He laughed. I finished my banana just as we heard the front door close. In chorus the ladies yelled, “Guys, we’re ba-ack!,” Karyn added, “And, boy, you’re gonna be glad we went shopping.” Shauna could barely contain her excitement, “You boys go get dressed and meet us downstairs in half an hour. Then we’ll show you what we bought. Go on, now… Scoot!” ('Get dressed?’, I was confused and it must have shown on my face.) The ladies went down to the basement and Chuck smiled conspiratorially. “Rick, did you see that garment bag hanging in your closet? Karyn snuck it in. It’s your 'uniform’ for the afternoon’s activities is in it. Go put it on and I’ll meet you back here in 20 minutes. Back in our room, I took the garment bag out of the closet and found that it contained my dark grey pin striped suit, a pale lavender shirt and a royal purple silk tie. In the bottom were my black dress oxfords and sheer dress socks. (What the hell? It was 2:30 in the afternoon, for crying out loud.) Oh well, when in Rome… I freshened my cologne, got dressed in my 'uniform’ and met Chuck in the living room right on schedule. As formally as I was dressed, Chuck had opted for a different look. I’ve never seen a smoking jacket in real life, ever; except on TV… or on Hugh Hefner. Chuck was now sporting one in a maroon color with a darker burgundy satin collar. His pants were of loose fitting silk in the same color as his collar. Fine, butter soft, Italian slippers were on his feet. "Hef? Is that you?”, I joked. “Har dee har har”, replied Chuck. “Seriously, this is all part of the fun. Come on, let’s go see what the girls have been up to, shall we?” I followed him to the stairs that led down to the playroom. When he slid the doors back, I could see that all of the drapery and covers had been removed. In the middle of one of the long walls, there was an unlit fireplace. (Gas, I presumed.) Some of the wall space that had been, previously, covered had mirrors from floor to ceiling. There was also a large, opened, oak armoire that contained various types of restraints, paddles floggers…oh my. There were also a variety of oils, lotions and various other (interesting) adult items. Scattered about the walls were various heavy chrome ’D’ rings, mounted at different heights. Throughout the room were a spanking horse, and some other exotic furnishings. The center of the room held two interesting pieces of equipment; a rather intricately made St. Andrew’s Cross, with various restraints attached, standing next to a futuristic looking pillory. The cross had multiple hinges placed in such a way as to allow for a wide variety in its positioning. In front of these were two plush leather wing back chairs with a table in between them. On it were a crystal decanter filled with brandy and a large carafe of tea with ice. A small humidor, a lighter and an ash tray sat behind a crystal tumbler and a brandy snifter. “Ladies, you may show us your new fashions… one at the time, please”, Chuck called out; (rather imperiously). Out from behind the changing screen stepped Shauna. She looked stunning in a long, dark green satin, front lacing corset with garter straps. The trim and straps were black satin. The ties were not completely closed, revealing the dark ridge where her ample breasts met. Her thigh high stockings were black and her shoes, with 4 inch heels, were of the same dark green as the corset. She was not wearing panties. On her neck was a thick, but butter soft, leather collar with four shiny chrome rings spaced evenly around it. Her blonde hair was tied into two long 'pigtails’. Chuck asked forcefully, “Where is your leash?” Shauna averted her eyes and said, “I’m sorry Sir… it’s over on your chair. I’ll put it on immediately. It won’t happen again, I promise.” She quickly stepped over to one of the wing backs, picked up the leather leash, attached it to her collar and trotted back over to Chuck. She then took to her knees beside him, abashed. “Karyn; your turn!” I called for her to show herself. When she stepped from behind the screen, I thought I would faint. She took my breath away. She was wearing a shorter royal purple corset with accents in a darker shade of purple lace, her breasts nearly overflowed the top and the bottom hem came just down to her navel. She also wore no panties, but a separate matching purple garter belt was on her hips holding up sheer black stockings. On her feet were shiny black, delicate, shoes with a lower two and a half inch heel. She, too, was wearing a thick but soft leather collar. Unlike Shauna, she had her leash attached. Its chrome links dangled to her knees. In character, her head was bowed. Lifting her eyes to meet mine she asked, “Do you approve, Master?” Holy crap! I could’ve blown my load in my pants. “ahem… uh…yes. Your attire is… (I wanted to say spectacular, and fuck her right there, but…), adequate for the occasion.” She smiled and averted her eyes. “Come on, Rick”, said Chuck. “Let’s have a cigar and some refreshment.” He snapped his fingers and Shauna was up like a shot. She went over to the little table and poured some brandy in the snifter. Karyn took this as her cue to mirror Shauna’s behavior by pouring iced tea from the sweating carafe into the crystal tumbler. “Shall we?”, Chuck gestured to the chairs. We seated ourselves, Chuck to my left, as the ladies silently stood at the arms of the chairs with their heads bowed. Another snap of his fingers had Shauna step behind us and open the small humidor. Retrieving two fine cigars, she passed one to Karyn. (Now I don’t smoke. Haven’t for years; but a fine cigar is a treat I wasn’t going to pass up.) The girls took turns, with the cutter, snipping the ends of the cigars. Karyn carefully caught the small butt and dropped it into the ashtray. Shauna was not so lucky. The clipped end fell into Chuck’s lap. Shauna gasped, mortified. With a disapproving look from her Master, she quickly stepped around to pick up the clumsily discarded tip and brushed the few loose flakes of tobacco from his lap. “How terribly clumsy of me Master. I am so sorry, Sir.” She fought back actual tears welling up in her eyes as she put the tip in the ashtray. “May I light this for you Sir?” Chuck nodded and she took the lighter from the table to light the cigar. She spun it in her lips and puffed just enough so that the flame was evenly distributed around the head. Leaning over the arm of his chair, she offered it to him. He took it in his right hand saying, “over”. She leaned over his knee and he loudly slapped her exposed ass… leaving a bright pink hand print. “That’ll be all… for the moment”, he said and she sadly 'sniffed’ as she knelt on the floor beside his chair. “You have to be firm, Rick. Discipline is key when keeping a pet. They have to see the consequences of your displeasure.” Karyn spoke, “Shall I light yours as well, Sir?” (Wow, she definitely was getting into the game.) “Uh…yes. You may”, I replied. She did what Shauna had done and evenly lit my cigar. She coughed on the fourth puff and passed it to me. She then knelt to the right of my chair, stifling coughs from the smoke. I reached over and caressed her cheek with the back of my hand. “Do you need a drink?” I whispered. She shook her head then averted her eyes once more. I took a long draft of sweet tea then puffed the delicious, and obviously expensive, cigar. Chuck retrieved a small remote control from his jacket pocket and the sound of adult alternative music began to play softly in the background. “This is what this room was really built for, Rick.” He lifted the snifter to his nose, swirled the contents then swallowed the entire shot. “Enjoying time away from the world and exploring more exotic pursuits. Kitten?” “Yes Sir?” Shauna answered. “What can I do for you Sir?” “Please bring over 'the candle’. You really must learn to be more careful with my cigars.” I could swear Shauna smiled but she caught herself. “Right away, Master.” She trotted over to the cabinet with all the various oils and equipment. When she returned, she had a candle in her hand. She lit it then set it on the table and returned to her kneeling position beside Chuck’s chair. “Don’t worry, Rick”, he said while puffing his corona; “That is a special candle made with a wax which has a very low melting temperature. The wax is hot, but won’t burn the skin. When Shauna needs a little extra discipline, the candle works wonders. Kitten; please assume the position in front of me.” Shauna moved to lie, face down, on the floor at Chuck’s feet. He laid the cigar in the ashtray then lifted the lit candle about three feet above her bare ass. “Not only did you 'forget’ your leash, but you made a mess on my lap. This is not acceptable behavior.” “Please, Master,” Shauna pleaded. “I won’t be so forgetful or clumsy again. Please don’t punish me too harshly.” “We’ll see”, he said. Then he tipped the burning candle, allowing a small stream of wax to drip onto her plump round ass cheek. She whimpered. He tilted it again dripping another small stream onto the other cheek. “What do you have to say for yourself?” “I’m sorry Master,” she sniffed. “It will never happen again Sir. I swear to you. I would do anything to make up for it?” (There were real tears in her eyes. Was this going too far?) “Please, Sir. Let me pleasure you. Maybe then you could find it in your heart to forgive me.” “Oh Rick”, Karyn said…“this is so hot. It makes me wanna…” I interrupted her angrily, “Did I speak to you girl? Did I ask how it made you feel?” (I think I’m getting the hang of this.) I grabbed her wrist and pulled her up and over my knees. Her bare ass was so enticing, begging to be spanked. I gave it a resounding whack. She yelped, then said; “I’m sorry, Sir. I didn’t mean to spe…”. I spanked her again… and, again. I could hear the pleasure in her pained squeals. Her round white ass was turning an angry pink with my blows. Her sex was beginning to glisten as well. My cock was engorged as I disciplined my, usually, strong and independent lover. She was at my mercy. “Please, Sir”, she pleaded. “Please, let us make it right for our Masters. I beg of you…” Chuck and I exchanged knowing glances. Smiling, we pushed our 'pets’ from our laps and stood up. We both were displaying formidable bulges at the fronts of our pants. “There may be a way to ease our displeasure”, he said. “But; you had both better show us your best efforts in doing so. You may begin.” Hearing that, the girls looked at each other and nodded. They reached for the tops of our pants. It was easy for Shauna to pull down Chuck’s waistband to his knees once he had untied the sash and opened his jacket, (he was shirtless beneath it). His enormous cock was hardening but still not quite erect. Karyn’s job was a bit more complicated. She unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned my waist band and unzipped my fly. Then she was able to pull both pants and undies down to my knees. Unlike my fellow 'dom’, I was charged and ready. I watched as Shauna licked the length of Chuck’s shaft. It stirred and grew. She wrapped one hand around it and lifted the head to her lips. Kissing it, thoroughly, brought his manhood to full attention. She took her other dainty hand and wrapped it around his length as well. Only then was she able to take the remainder into her mouth and begin sucking. Occasionally, she would remove one hand to deep throat a good portion of his huge cock. She passionately fucked him with her mouth. Meanwhile, Karyn was kissing my dick all over. Her tongue swirled about the head. She would pause and nibble the glans while cupping my balls with her free hand. Pausing, now and again, she would look up at me with a contrite expression while keeping time with the stroking of her hand. My knees were growing weak and I said, “I have to sit down.” Chuck said, “Me too”, and we plopped back into the plush leather chairs. The girls didn’t let that slow them down a bit. Their heads were a blur as they bobbed up and down on our throbbing cocks. Once or twice, we could see them glance at each other and smile with their eyes. Between the suction of their warm wet mouths, and the grips of their hands, Chuck and I both (quickly) began to moan with the beginnings of our orgasms. Shauna was the first to speak. She lifted her head and took Chuck’s cock in both hands. Frantically jerking him off she said, “Please Sir…give me your cum… I need my Master’s cum… Please, Sir, show me that I’m a good girl and give me your cum…”. Karyn was not to be out bid. “Oh, Mr. Maxwell. I’ve been so naughty, talking when I shouldn’t… Please, Sir… fill my dirty mouth with your load”, then she swallowed me whole. (She had really worked out the gag reflex thing.) “Mmmmm… that’s a good girl”, I cooed. “Suck your master’s hard cock.” She doubled her efforts. Chuck was groaning as Shauna said, “That’s it Master. Cover your dirty girl with your cum. Teach me that I’m nothing but your dirty little cum bucket…”. He let out a long gutteral moan. Hearing that, and feeling my cock at the back of Karyn’s throat, was all I needed. It was my turn to be the first one to cum. “Ohhhh…shiiiiiit…I’m gonna cum…oh fuuuuck… that’s it…that’s it…GAAAAHHHHD!” My hips rose and I gushed my heavy load deep in the back of Karyn’s throat! She didn’t let up as it spewed, and kept spewing, with each sucking stroke. Before I was through gushing, I heard Chuck growling while Shauna pumped his dick with both hands… “all over my tits, Master… cum all over your dirty slut…”. He began to buck in his seat. He let out a huge groaning, “YEEEEESSSSS…” and huge gobs of jizz erupted from his cock. The spray covered Shauna’s massive tits and a gob or two made it up to her face. She slowed her pumping but drained his balls of all that was in them. “That’s it…”, she said… “That’s it… Thank you Sir… Thank you soooo much… mmmmmm”. Chuck and I were both spent. We leaned back into the chairs but were pleasantly surprised at what happened next. Karyn had swallowed all my issue, not losing a drop. She moved over to Shauna and began to lick the cum from her breasts. She wiped some up with her fingers and offered them to Shauna who licked them clean. Then, Shauna leaned over and kissed Karyn softly on the lips. (My God, that was hot.) Looking contritely up to us, Shauna asked, “Am I forgiven Sir?” Chuck and I looked at each other and smiled. We each picked up our cigars and took deep puffs. After blowing out clouds of fragrant blue smoke, we looked back at the girls’ lovely faces and he said, “You’re off to a good start.”. And that meant that the fun was just beginning… (to be continued…) -- source link
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