Page 15 of Enigma
Cal: You wait for Daddy to be away to play like this? If you don’t fuck with me, just say that, Baby.
Dana ??: We’ll make sure we punish her so good for you, Daddy.
Cal: At least one of y’all still loves me, LOL, thank you Babygirl ??????
Me: Cal, cut the shit ??????
Mir: Since we’re being a tease, bet. ??
No sooner had Ahmir’s last message been delivered than both the anal plug and the panties started to vibrate, sending waves of pleasure through my body, leaving me helpless because I could do nothing but take it while restricted within the latex dress.
Answering my phone as it rang, not even allowing me to say hello, Ahmir’s deep voice sounded, “And you better not fucking cum, the car is outside, bring your fine ass out of the house, now.”
“Yes, Sir,” I answered as the call disconnected, trying to figure out how to make my way to the car without leaving a trail of my arousal as my body was being pleased mercilessly.
Squeezing my thighs while gliding slowly to the car, where Ahmir and the driver are standing with the door open, I can feel the sexual tension radiating from Mir’s body, and I can see the lust in the driver’s eyes as I wink at him, easing my way into the car.
Ahmir whispered in my ear as he joined us in the car, “Cum, NOW, but you better not make a sound or I will punish you this evening, understood?”
Nodding my understanding as I tried to keep my composure and be discreet while adhering to the order I’d just been given, I started to bite my bottom lip, nearly drawing blood, trying to keep quiet.
Finally, my eyes landed on Dana next to me as she grabbed my throat, kissed me, and moaned, “Let it go, baby, let it out for me.” Her kiss continued to muffle my moans as my eyes rolled and I shattered into a million pleasurable pieces.
Coming back down the mountain of pleasure, I felt a warm cloth being moved underneath my dress to clean the mess I’d just made.
Opening my eyes, Ahmir wiped me gently with the warm cloth, causing me to moan as he kissed my lips and uttered, “Such a good fucking girl.”
Sure, he could see my cheeks flush from his praise, further feeding one of my favorite kinks. Dana then turned my face toward her and kissed me next as she agreed with Ahmir, causing my body to continually feel engulfed in heat, though the toys were no longer vibrating. I had no idea how I’d survive this date, but I would ride every wave of pleasure, trying.
As we arrived at our destination, we were greeted at the entrance by a stunning woman dressed in beautiful black Agent Provocateur lingerie. “Welcome to Provocateur,” her sultry voice spoke, capturing my attention.
“I’m going to go over the rules, collect signatures, and secure any electronic devices you have with you, and then you’ll be free to explore your pleasure.”
Nodding my agreement, she explained the rules. This was a luxury adult club, equipped withfine dining, adult entertainment, and exploration. Every member underwent a background check and submitted up-to-date sexual health panels. When Caleb and I decided to partner with Ahmir and Dana, we all went and got tested and shared the results. We agreed not to use protection with each other, but we would disclose any partners outside of the four of us and use protection. After signing the paperwork and handing over our phones, we were seated for dinner, where we decided on a four-course aphrodisiac menu that included oysters and other food and wine pairings, said to set the mood for love and lust.
Taking in the atmosphere and enjoying the live music, “Baby, would you like to dance?” Dana asked as she gently traced her soft fingers down the side of my neck, kissing my shoulder.
“I would love to,” I responded, relishing in her touch.
The first encounter with Dana and Ahmir, they were submissive and I dominated them, tonight, however, the roles were reversed and both of them were giving me very dominant energy, and like the switch I am, I settled comfortably into being their submissive good girl for the evening. Dana held out her hand as I placed my hand in hers, leading me to the dance floor, turning my back to her as she wrapped an arm around my waist and her free hand around my throat, applying just the right amount of pressure.
“You are so beautiful, Yanna. I have been thinking about you since I met you at the gala, and every encounter has made me want you more. I want to know everything about you, what makes you laugh, what gets on your nerves, your favorite movies, food, do you snore?” she spoke as her breath tickled my ear, causing my nipples to pebble.
This beautiful ass woman was romancing me in the middle of the dance floor as we swayed gently to the music, and I never wanted her to stop. Turning to face her, I puckered my lips, signaling my need for her to kiss me. Catching the hint, she kissed me deeply while rubbing all over my ass, eliciting a moan from me. As our lips separated, I looked to see other members looking at us with lust in their eyes, making my clit throb. I’d always fantasized about being watched by an audience, and I hoped tonight would be the night it happened. I hate that Cal wasn’t here to experience this with me.
Following behind Dana as she grabbed my hand to lead us back to our table, where it appeared our food was waiting, I took Dana in fully. She was truly a work of art; her blond pixie cut was perfect against her gorgeous mahogany skin, making the copper undertones really shine through. Tonight her dom personality was evidenced as she was stunning in Carolina Herrera wide leg pants, a sheer floral blouse with no bra, only diamond nipple barbells, a cumber bun, iridescent So Kate pumps, and beautiful diamond jewelry that completed the look. I couldn’t wait to taste her again. I planned to put my mouth on every part of her statuesque body. I’d always loved and admired women and their bodies beyond what was normal, being sexually attracted to women since I was a teenager. For years, I’d kept my desires for women under wraps because I had enough going on being a motherless child, I didn’t need my sexuality being a topic of conversation in small ass Winston Hills. On top of working through my issues with my mother, my healing journey included coming to terms with my sexuality and admitting to myself that what I felt for women was more than admiration of friends; I desired sexual connection and romance with women in addition to men. In my first and second years, I explored those desires with my college roommate, Arionne. She was my first female lover, and though I wasn’t hers, she was such a patient lover, teaching me how to please a woman in and out of the bedroom. Arionne was my introduction to non-traditional non-monogamy, helping me to understand that I was allowed to desire partnership from men and women as long as I was transparent and honest. When I met Angel in my sophomore year, I was honest with him about Arionne, and much like she’d said, he accepted that she and I were lovers, and even joined in on occasion. The arrangement worked for us throughout our college experience, until I ended up pregnant and Arionne decided to transfer to a university overseas for a great opportunity. With a baby on the way and the only woman I wanted to be intimate with on the other side of the globe, Angel and I settled quietly and happily into a life of traditional monogamy.
Being pulled back to the now as Dana placed a char-grilled oyster to my lip, I slurped and licked my lips. Ahmir was turning me on as he sat back quietly, allowing Dana and me the space to get more intimate without his interference as his light graze traveled up and down my arm. I wanted her, I wanted him, I wanted them, and I belonged to them both. I smiled to myself as we enjoyed the rest of our meal. Seeing the smile on my face, Ahmir leaned over, lightly biting my shoulder, wanting to know what was on my mind.
Confessing, “I’m excited to belong to you and Dana,” I stated as a blush reached my cheeks, and my stomach fluttered, as I began to feel the vibrations of the panties against my clit momentarily before Ahmir stopped them again, causing me to lean forward and moan.
“Are we ready to explore?” Ahmir asked as Dana and I answered with a ‘yes’ while we stood to head to the area known as Voyeur Cay.
Voyeur Cay possessed a main stage prime for exhibitionists that wanted the spotlight and small areas that could be made private or opened for onlookers. As we walked to our reserved area, we passed areas where participants were in the throes of lust as they enjoyed each other thoroughly, making me more than ready to be peeled out of this dress and have every part of me licked, pounded, and dominated. Reaching our reserved space, it was as if Dana and Ahmir could read my thoughts. I felt what I assumed to be a collar placed around my neck as my dress was being unzipped and peeled from my body, leaving me in nothing but my stilettos, vibrating panties, anal plug, and my new collar.
The cool air caused my nipples to pebble as a blindfold was placed over my eyes, Ahmir whispering, “Just relax babygirl, you’re in good hands,” as I was laid on my back in the middle of the king size bed and asked, “Do you want everyone to watch you be a good girl tonight?” As I felt a smack to my lace-covered pussy, causing me to moan my pleasure, “Yesssss.”
“Good girl,” I heard Dana say as I felt my panties being eased down my thick thighs.
