Two needy, conflicted subs tried to subtlydecide what sounded better, teasing each other or getting punished. I thought theywould’ve picked the punishment if they could have been guaranteed a spanking,but it looked like Wade wasn’t as confident.
He gave a low whimper and leaned towardDakota, who immediately gave in and inched closer. This needed to be more aboutthem, with just my domination pulling everything together, so I leaned back andwatched as Dakota moved forward.
He seemed to be drawing out the momentdeliberately, so I had to step in and give him a push. “Who are you supposed tobe entertaining, slave?”
Dakota gave me a slightly guilty look.“You, Master.”
“Then stop entertaining yourself and let mesee my slaves pleasure each other.” Pinning both of them under my stare, I keptmy voice low. “You won’t enjoy what happens if you displease me, slave.”
They shivered and Wade made a sexy whimperas Dakota nodded eagerly. “I’ll be good, Master.”
But he’d bug me later about what I wouldhave done.
“Then show me.” Sinking low in the chair, Iwidened my stance even more and moved my hands to my thighs. Neither could missthe way my erection pressed against my slacks as my fingers gently stroked highon my legs.
Dakota whined but must have decided thatobeying was the best idea because he closed the final distance between them andtook Wade’s nipple in his mouth. They’d fooled around enough over the yearsthat he knew exactly what pleased Wade because he immediately started nibblingand biting harder than I would have.
It was erotic, I couldn’t deny that…butthere was something tender about it too. I wanted to gather both of them up inmy arms, but I stayed in the moment. Pushing Wade too far was the last thing Iwanted.
Deciding to change it up just a touch, Ileaned forward and ran one finger down Wade’s arm. “Slave, hands behind yourhead. I want you displayed for me. I shouldn’t have to tell you that.”
There was just enough disappointment in myvoice that Wade looked over as he obeyed. His voice was breathless as Dakotacontinued to torment his nipple. “I’m sorry, Master.”
Trailing my finger along the underside ofhis arm and down his side, I nodded. “Then arch up, show me how sexy my slavesare and how much you want his touch. If you’re not needy enough, why should Ilet you have pleasure?”
That had whimpers escaping from both ofthem, but Dakota kept his focus on pleasing Wade. The fact that they wereperforming for me just amped up their need and soon they were both moaning asWade shook and squirmed, trying to wordlessly beg for more.
“Switch to his other nipple.” I leanedforward again and casually flicked the sensitive bud as Dakota released him.“Yes, this one is nice and tender.”
Wade whimpered and his cock jerked as Ilightly stroked around his nipple. “Widen your legs, slave. How am I supposedto know if he’s pleasing you if you’re constantly hiding your body from yourmaster?”
Dakota groaned, but Wade made another low,almost embarrassed sound as he spread his legs. He wanted it, but knowing hewas displayed and being watched made it even more erotic for him. They were soclose to coming I could smell their desire building as the room became filledwith their scent.
I could feel my knot aching to swell, butit would have to wait.
As Wade started to squirm again underDakota’s lips, I decided to give his poor nips a rest. “Let me see my slaveskiss again. On your knees.”
Their obedience was immediate andpassionate, but they were too far apart. I smacked Dakota’s ass which had himmoaning into Wade’s mouth. “Closer. You’re my pleasure slaves, not high-bornlovers meeting in secret.”
Their bodies moved together and theystarted writhing against each other. The silken pants and sexy underclothesgave just enough friction that they started to shake as they ground againsteach other. They were so close I knew they wouldn’t last much longer.
Stroking their backs just lightly enough tomake sure they knew I was along with them for the ride, I felt the firsttremors start to rush through them. As they came, first Wade and then Dakota, Ikept my touch gentle until they both started to sway unsteadily.
When they finally broke apart, wobbly andshaking, I moved down to the floor and wrapped my arms around them. As theycurled into me, seemingly relaxed and exhausted, I slowly began to feelsomething damp on my chest.
Wade.
Silent tears were pouring out of him and asDakota finally noticed, reaching out to hug him, the tears became a flood ofemotion that crashed over the grief-stricken omega. I’d never been in thatposition, so all I could do was hold him tight. Eventually his tears and criesfaded into a slow trickle as he hiccupped and gasped for air.
Dakota wrapped himself around Wade. “I’msorry. I pushed you too far. I’m sorry—”
Before I could step in, Wade shook his headand interrupted. “No.”
Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyesand fought to speak. “It’s not that…I just…he’s gone. He’s really gone.”
I felt completely incompetent in thatmoment, but luckily Dakota knew what to say. “He’ll never be gone.”
He touched Wade’s chest. “He’s always goingto be right here with you. But he wouldn’t want you to hide forever. He lovedlife and he loved you. Show him how much you love him by living again.”
