Master and His Subs - A Bisexual MMF Menage Romance

Chapter 9

Tyler

Tyler had been itching for a release. Master had given him Mona's phone number, and they'd been exchanging sexy texts all day. The thing he was obsessing about was what Master had planned.

All he knew was that Mona had been instructed to wear a butt plug. Tyler hadn't. Did that mean Tyler was going to get to fuck Mona? The thought made him groan.

Mona was sweet and funny and - it seemed - just as infatuated with Master as he was. She knew Master's first name was Max. Mona said she had been referred to him by that name. Technically, Tyler knew where Master lived as well. But he was hungry for more.

Mona had more connections, but as a sub was more hesitant to ask questions than Tyler was. She said she'd been told that Master had his reasons for keeping the sex separate and not having a permanent relationship with his subs. Had someone betrayed him?

He and Mona arrived at the same time. He wanted to kiss her, but since they were both subs, he didn't know what was allowed.

"Do I have to wait for Master to touch you?"

"I don't think so. I mean, another Dom - or any other man really - shouldn't touch me but you, I think as long as we don't come without permission, it's okay. I've never shared a master before."

Tyler shrugged. "I've never had a master before. This is all new. But I'd like to be able to kiss you, touch you without having to ask."

Mona smiled shyly but nodded her agreement.

Tyler took her hand, figuring that was safe, and led her down the hall to where they each had their own room. What had at first seemed exciting and thoughtful, now seemed a little clinical. He liked the whips and chains, but if they were all going to see each other naked - and fuck each other - why not undress together?

Then he remembered the waiting. Waiting for Master was a heady thing. It required patience, but when Master came in and looked at what Tyler offered? He groaned again as he got undressed as quickly as possible and hurried to the play room.

Mona was already there, in position on her knees. With her legs spread, Tyler could see the butt plug. It was a pretty purple color.

"I hope I get to use my mouth on you again," he whispered as he knelt on the floor near her. Mona adjusted herself. He hoped because she'd prefer that as well, but she didn't speak.

They waited in silence for a few moments. Mona was a much better sub than he was. She kept her eyes cast to the floor. Maybe it was just because she had more practice. With her naked beside him, it was hard to concentrate on the floor. Finally, she looked up and noticed him watching her.

Tyler gave her a wink.

Mona smiled.

"I wish I could kneel behind you so I could watch that purple plug move every time you clenched your pussy muscles. You're doing it now, aren't you?"

"Shh. I don't like being watched," she said.

"I think you do. You like when I watch you."

"I like the way you watch me, I like the way Master watches me too."

The door clicked open. They both fell silent and cast their eyes to the floor.

"Beautiful form. Both of you. I love seeing what's mine. Is it true, Mona? You like being watched?"

"Not by a crowd, Master."

"Stand, Ty."

Tyler did as he was instructed.