We had talked about it many times before but tonight it was finally going to happen! I was nervous but so excited… I have never had a man desire to share me with his friend before but it had always been my fantasy.

After going out for drinks together, we all come back to the house. Feeling good after getting to have drinks with them, I stride toward our bedroom. Walking behind me, he whispers in my ear, “are you ready for this?”

Unable to speak, the feeling of shock going through me, I nod slightly. His friend walks in behind us and closes the door. Attached to the door are cuffs. While my master kisses me and lifts my shirt, exposing my breasts, his friend records it all. I lean back into my master and smile at his friend. I feel my nipples harden at the excitement of him watching me. His friend reaches out to squeeze my breast, hard and I moan.

My master takes me to the door and cuffs my wrists, then undoes the button to my jeans. Slowly, he starts sliding them down and I’m watching him the whole time, acutely aware of his friend’s eyes on my body. Standing there in my thong and my shirt still pulled up, I quickly glance at his friend and I feel heat build between my legs. My master runs his fingers over my clit and I press into his touch. The panties come off next and suddenly I’m fully exposed, in front of his friend I just met tonight. I blush with the realization and my master slides a blindfold over my eyes. I relax, allowing my brain to switch off and him to take control.

His friend’s hand finds my breast again and I gasp. My master’s fingers slide between my legs and finds out just how much I’m enjoying their attention. He pulls his fingers out and, slick with my juices, slips them into my mouth. “Suck them clean,” he commands. Sucking and licking his fingers, I moan as I taste myself. As my master smirks he says, “check how wet my slut’s pussy is.” I press my ass into the door as his friend slides his fingers between my legs. “Such a good slut,” he purrs into my ear.

As two pairs of hands roam my body, touching every sensitive spot, everything feels hazy. Even with the blindfold on, I know the difference between my master’s touch and his friends. Then they both pull away from me and I sway my hips, desperately wanting the attention back. Then I hear it and instantly go still…. The sound of the whip as he snaps the air….