Page 98 of Menage a Passions
Becca didn’t see Jane behind her, but she certainly felt her presence before a playful kiss landed on the back of her neck. “I’ve got three, love. Which do you want? Heads or tails?”
I don’t have to ask what the coin was for.If they were both taking her on, they had to decide who went first – because neither romanticized going second.
Her therapist had warned her that she was sometimes too compliant, especially when it came to pushing herself in the bedroom. It was something her partners also worried about since the wordnobarely existed in Becca’s vocabulary once her arousal peaked, but she didn’t care.
She was in good hands.
“Not too tight, is it?” Caitlyn sweetly asked as she snapped the soft restraints around Becca’s wrists. “You’re breaking this in, so it’s going to be accommodated toyourbody.”
She had won the coin toss, to nobody’s surprise. Sometimes, Becca wondered if Jane carried a weighted coin to ensure her wife always won.Then she’ll suddenly win, and…Becca was more than warmed up for Caitlyn, that was for sure.
“Could make it tighter, honestly.”
“Now, now.” Caitlyn cupped her hands around Becca’s face, thumbs tugging on the corners of her mouth as one closed her eyes and fell into a stupor. “We must be careful. If we’re pushing you over the edge, it’s because you’re screaming in pleasure.”
“Scream as loud as you want, love.” Jane stood off to the side, her full attention on the scene before her. “We’re the only ones who can hear you now.”
Becca grinned through the tingles overcoming her as Caitlyn felt her up and delicately kissed her through her turtleneck. “I’m all yours,” she whispered.
“We know.” Caitlyn lifted Becca’s sweater out of her skirt, which had been too tight for a St. Andrew’s Cross and requiredbunching up toward her waist for Becca to be assisted.This is already the best thing I’ve done all year.Everything she did with either of her partners when they were alone was wonderful, but this? When it was the three of them indulging in a long-yearned-for scene? Becca remembered why she put up with every slight inconvenience.
“Don’t hog all the nipples for yourself.” Jane draped herself on one side of the cross as Caitlyn tucked the sweater beneath Becca’s arms and sucked her sensitive areolas through her bra. “You know she gets overstimulated there, and I would like a turn eventually.”
Just to tease her wife, Caitlyn lowered Becca’s bra and flicked her tongue against a nipple that tipped hard enough to stab a woman in the cheek.
“Very funny, Cait.”
“I don’t think it’s funny.” Caitlyn straightened her posture. “I think it’s hot.”
“Teasingmeis hot?”
“Oh, absolutely.” As Caitlyn finished pushing up Becca’s skirt, she encountered the pair of tights that separated her from glory on the St. Andrew’s Cross. She raised her eyebrows at Becca, waiting for the indication that it was fine to proceed.
Becca nodded. As her hair fell in her face, Jane pulled it out of the way, caressing her girlfriend’s cheek as Caitlyn ripped open the crotch of the tights.
Even though she had done it dozens of times before, Becca gasped in delightful surprise.
“Tied up and at the whim of two perverts.” Jane gently yanked on Becca’s hair as Caitlyn pulled open a hole big enough to admit her hand. Becca was already gone, breathing deeply as one girlfriend distracted her with passionate words and the other rubbed her slit – as if she weren’t wet already. “How many times has this happened now?” Jane kept talking as Becca criedout from the finger making its way up inside her.That’s right. Fuck me already.They might as well pop the dungeon’s cherry, because they didn’t have a single one between the three of them. “I think you like it, Becca. I think youlovehaving two randy perverts restrain you and have their way with you. What do you think, Cait?”
Caitlyn studied Becca’s reactions as if she were a specimen in her experiment. Blond brows crowned her forehead as she said, “I think she likes it, yes. That is averywet pussy we have down here.”
“And look at these lovely nipples!” Jane squeezed Becca’s breast, forking her fingers around her girlfriend’s hard areola as Caitlyn continued to finger Becca below. “We barely look at her and she’s ready to go. Isn’t it a wonderful life we have, Cait?”
“I have no complaints.”
Becca realized her heavy breaths had crescendoed into a light whine.They’re gonna make me come.It was so obvious that this was their game. One of the things Becca had on her “docket of preapproved sex acts” was forced orgasms. It wasn’t unusual for either of these classy brutes to pull her into a room and make her come in five minutes, even if she hadn’t been thinking about it ten minutes before.
It wasn’t only for her benefit, though. Both Jane and Caitlyn quickly figured out that a sexually stimulated Becca was likely to give them whatever they wanted until her fog lifted.
Anyone else could have taken advantage of that and ruined the purest part of Becca’s sexuality. Instead, these two brought her into their world androcked it.
“Go on and give her another,” Jane urged after peeping at what happened between Becca’s legs. “That’s what this thing is for. Making her take it.”
Becca groaned in anticipation. It was either that or save it for when Caitlyn actually penetrated her with a second finger, and what was the fun in that?
It felt so good to be held open like this, restrained, fucked, loved. If the cross wasn’t designed to hold open her legs, she would have been more than happy to spread them for her Mistresses. But that wasn't necessary, since Jane held her in place while Caitlyn played with her pussy like it belonged to her.
It did. Becca's entire being belonged to them both.