“Bend over.” Mistress Serena’s voice echoed through the room and out to the floor of the club, heard clearly although the music was loud.
When the man didn’t move fast enough, Mistress Serena brought the flogger back down on his ass, causing him to clench his teeth together, but he didn’t cry out as he continued to focus on the blow job he was currently receiving. He did, however, slow his pace and managed to ease over so that he could reach the back of the chair sitting just behind the kneeling woman.
“Have you ever been fucked by a man?” Mistress Serena asked, and the other man standing beside her grinned.
“No,” he groaned, still trying to force his cock deeper into the blonde woman’s mouth.
The flogger landed again, this time on the other side of his ass, and he couldn’t stifle the cry of pain that time.
“No, what?” she asked forcefully.
“No, Mistress,” he answered, his body relaxing slightly, his legs appearing to strengthen once more.
“Don’t you dare make him come,” Mistress Serena ordered the woman. “He doesn’t come until I give him permission to.”
The woman didn’t respond verbally. However, she did appear to acknowledge the instruction, her movements slowing somewhat. The man didn’t seem pleased with the change in tempo.
“You.” Mistress Serena acknowledged the other man. “On your knees. Behind him.”
The other man quickly knelt, offering a “Yes, Mistress” as he did.
“Now, it’s up to you to prepare him for your cock,” Mistress Serena told the man on his knees. “I want to watch while you lube his ass with your tongue.”
Cole was fascinated by the scene in front of him. It wasn’t something he hadn’t seen before, but for some reason, it seemed to sate an urge he’d been having in recent months. He practically could envision himself on his knees, Luke standing in front of him as he buried his tongue in his ass, preparing him for his cock. He knew it wasn’t something Luke would agree to, but that didn’t stop his mind from conjuring up the image.
When Luke’s body heat pressed up against his back seconds later, Cole was tempted to turn to him and bury his tongue down his throat. What he did was stand absolutely still and try to pretend that he was not in any way affected by what was happening inside the glass room.
Keeping his gaze on Mistress Serena, who was now standing in the center of the room, the flogger hanging limply by her side, Cole waited just like everyone in the audience to see what she would do next.
“Reach between his legs and squeeze his balls,” Mistress Serena instructed the kneeling man. There wasn’t a second of uncertainty as the man on the floor slid one hand between the other man’s legs, cupping his balls while he continued to ream his ass with his tongue.
Cole’s dick swelled in response to the scene. Fuck. This was part of the lure. It was like watching porn, live. Only there weren’t any fake moans and groans to go along with the action, nor were the scenes choreographed in any way. The only thing that was premeditated was the way in which Mistress Serena set up the scene so that the audience had a perfect view of everything that was going on. She didn’t disappoint this time either.
When Sierra moved closer against him, Cole glanced down, gently squeezing her to reassure her that he was still there. He did his best to keep his growing erection from pressing into her back, but if she kept moving closer, he wasn’t going to be able to avoid it.
Luke stood just to his right, his body heat a vivid reminder that his lover was also watching what was happening in front of them. Cole wondered whether Luke envisioned the three of them up there in the same situation. He seriously doubted it would play out the same way in Luke’s mind as it did in his though.
For the next few minutes, Mistress Serena continued to ask the standing man questions, easing the kneeling man’s head back with her fingers threaded into his hair when he didn’t respond appropriately, before pushing him back between the man’s ass cheeks. This seemed to go on forever before, finally, Mistress Serena instructed the other man to stand.
Cole didn’t need to watch to know what was going to happen next. In fact, he preferred not to. It was suddenly getting extremely warm in the cavernous club, and if he had his way, the three of them could go home and pick up where the scene left off.
“You ready to go?” Surprisingly it was Luke who posed the question to Sierra and she glanced up at him, nodding her head before turning in Cole’s arms.
Both relief and disappointment twisted inside of him as he turned to follow Sierra and Luke away from the area. He didn’t want to watch because he didn’t want to be reminded that his own fantasy had little to no chance of ever coming true. On the other hand, he was relieved because at least for now, he’d be going home to the welcoming arms of the two people he loved most. And no matter how this played out, Cole would consider himself the luckiest man in the world.