"Go slowly" you order from your vantage point on the cuck chair in the corner of the hotel room.

I hold your eye contact as my cock presses against his tight asshole, sharing the moment with you as I feel him relax and my thick head slides inside.

He moans in time with my own and I see you squirm, flicking your eyes around to take in the whole scene laid out before you. Him, bent over the bed before me, his hands gripping into the white covers as he pushes his hips back to present his ass to me.

I see you shift your gaze to the full wall mirror behind me, watching my thighs and ass tense as I start to thrust into him.

I see your fingers press into your mound, moving in time with my cock now halfway into his fuckhole with each stroke.

"Push it all the way in, the way you do with me," you demand a little breathlessly.

I grin, and moan, and grip his hips before firmly shoving all the way in, and he rolls his hips, arches his back and pushes back to feel all of my cock in his ass. Just the way you do, savouring the fullness.

You hump the air, and I see you struggle with the urge to jump up and join us. After a deep breath, you grab a bottle of water and place your hands on the arms of the chair, apparently resolved to hold off and enjoy the show a little longer.

Unable to stop my broad grin, I grip his hips tight and give him some long strokes, and he responds with arching his back and pushing back. We're laying it on thick now, fucking for your entertainment and making sure it's a show you won't forget.

You hump the air, fingers gripping white on the arms of the chair now as you bite your lip.

"Spank him," you command, somehow finding the tone to make it an irresistible suggestion.

I do exactly that, hard and sudden on his round, muscular, hairy ass cheek.

"Again." Your tone a little colder now, the domme in you finding her voice.

I turn a little and spank his other cheek, giving it a matching patch of slight pinkness.

"Harder. Make it hurt."

I've only spanked you this hard before, but I put everything into the next one, still steadily fucking his ass. Then again, over and over, making his ass glow a satisfying pink.

When I look up, you're standing and wearing your strapon harness and gripping a dildo chosen to match my cock. The one you've fucked me with many times before.

He's face down in the covers, lost in the moment until you kneel on the bed before him and hook your fingers under his jaw. Then he lunges and takes your strapon in his mouth, eager to please and now greedy in his sucking.

We grin at each other, your hands on the back of his head and mine gripping his hips now. Our new toy bobs back and forth, sucking deep and then sinking back on my cock, over and over as he finds a rhythm.

"You found us a good little slut," I tell you.

"My gift to you," you grin back, "He seems to be sucking well, I think we should swap ends so you can feel it too."

"You want to fuck his ass, you greedy girl." I reply

I slide out of his ass, and step into the bathroom to clean up. When I return, you have him on his back, sitting all your weight on his face as you pull on his balls and slap his cock. A position I recognise, but not from this angle.

I step closer and kiss you deep, and you whisper to me, "He's got his tongue right in my ass. He's pretty good at it. I want you to feel it too."

Then you wriggle your hips, pushing a little harder and eliciting muffled moans from our fucktoy. I lean down and lick him from balls to the tip of his shaft, making his thighs shake quiver as my tongue finds the sensitive frenulum, and then come back to kiss you again as he humps the air.

Signalling to me, you lift yourself off his face. He barely has time to take one big breath before your ass is replaced with mine, and he barely hesitates before swirling his tongue right into my ass.

"Fuck yes, he is a good little ass licker," I whisper to you, getting comfortable as he grips my thighs with his strong fingers.

You circle the two of us, then lean down to suck my cock deep into your mouth, swirling your tongue around the sensitive spots and melting my brain as my vision turns to white with the overstimulation. You pull back and laugh at my spaced out expression, then move your attention to his cock.

I feel his reaction as a brief pause in his licking, then a deep vibrating moan right into my balls. Then you slide your mouth off his cock with a pop and return to mine. Bobbing up and down this time, slurping and sucking hard as I moan and whimper.

Then back to him, for the same treatment, then back to me. Back and forth, building up the tension.

Then with a smirk you line yourself up and look into my eyes as you push your strapon into his ass. His cock twitches and tenses as you fill him up, sliding deep in one stroke and wrapping a tight grip around the base of his cock and balls as you do so. You bite your lip and thrust.

"Fuck his face," you tell me after a moment, snapping me out of just watching your dildo disappear into his ass. I waste no time, shifting my position and presenting my precum-dripping cock to his lips. Hungrily, he sucks me in.

"Deeper," you say, " He can take it all."

You're right, and I push my cock all the way into his mouth and look up at you.

You look incredible fucking him, squeezing his cock and pinching your own left nipple. I reach down and pinch his, as I usually do when fucking your face. Then my other hand rests on his throat, enjoying the sensation of my cock sliding in and out as I do with you.

You fuck harder, recognising my movements. The you stroke his cock the way you've learned to stroke mine, squeezing the thick shaft at the sides. Then you lick your palm and rub it over the shiny head, and he and I both twitch and squirm in time. Me at the memory of the overstimulation, him at the actual overwhelming sensation of it all.

Then suddenly I'm cumming down his throat, and you grin in delight at my cum face. That triggers his own orgasm, and he shoots thick ropes onto his own chest hair. You don't stop stroking, and he's suddenly twitching and moaning around my cock, squirming to escape the post orgasm torture as you grin a little sadistically at me.

"Now clean him up," you say to me, indicating the cum splashed across his body, "and kiss it into my mouth".

I do just that, letting my cock slip from his lips and getting to work. Gathering it all before kissing you deeply and pushing his cum into your mouth.

Then you push me back and lean forward, kissing him briefly before letting it slide from your mouth into his.

Then you lie back on the centre of the bed.

"Good boys. Now go and clean each other up in the shower. My turn next, and I want you both clean and ready to serve."