Reverie Dyad

Chapter 40

Iris's POV:

"How much longer?" Cole asked from behind the door. Chuckling, I dabbed at the red lipstick on my lip. Satisfied with my appearance, I took a step back and admired myself.

I was wearing a tight, fitting, black leather dress that hugged my curves. Intricate lace patterns adorned the neckline and hem, adding a touch of elegance. Garter belts hugged my thighs, adding a touch of allure. I paired the outfit with black red-bottomed heels.

My hair was curled and fluffed to perfection. Walking over to the door, I paused for a moment, almost forgetting the fun part. Grabbing Cole and Reid's collars, I swung the door open to find Cole leaning against the wall. He straightened up and his mouth practically dropped open as he scanned me from head to toe. His stunned expression made me grin. I ignored his reaction and handed him a black collar with the word "Cumtoy" stitched in red on the inside.

"Princess-ma'am, you look breathtaking," he gulped, taking the collar from me. Winking at him, I walked over to Reid, who seemed engrossed in his cell phone.

"You know, I've always wanted a hardworking man, but right now, I rue the day I made that wish," I whispered in a sultry tone, my lips brushing against his ear as I planted a kiss on his neck. He grunted, putting his phone away and turning to look at me. His jaw dropped, and he stood up, almost tripping in haste. Walking around the couch, he grabbed hold of my waist.

"Why on earth are we still going?" he asked, licking his bottom lip while admiring me.

"For me," I said, pulling away from him and handing him his collar. He took it, glanced at the name on the inside, and chuckled, putting it on.

When we went out to go shopping for our outfits today, I was feeling very skeptical because I wasn't sure the lady at the kink store was going to have the collars made in time. But she amazed me, and now, looking at the two of them with their strong arms bared in their waistcoats that matched the color of their eyes, and a leather collar around their necks, is enough to have my ovaries explode.

"Kneel" I demand and they both kneel in front of me. They look at me with expecting eyes. Having two grown men kneel in front of me will never get tiring

"Good boys," I say praising them. Walking behind them I grab hold of their hair making them both look at me

"There are rules for tonight," I said in a sultry tone. Their chests rose and fell with anticipation as I spoke.

"Rules I expect you toys to follow," I continued, making eye contact with both of them.

"Yes, ma'am," Cole whispered, his eyes hazy with lust and a prominent bulge evident between his legs.

"I'm listening, mamas," Reid said with a teasing grin.

"1- Do as I say," I said, letting go of them. I walked to the front of them.

"2- I am your mistress, and you are my submissives, which means you aren't allowed to take orders from anyone else," I stated, and they both nodded in agreement.

"3- Toys are meant to be played with, and I would hate to see you both lose that privilege," I said, stepping towards them and tugging on their collars.

"4- Your only jobs tonight are to have this pussy wet, throbbing, and orgasming," I said, tugging off my thong and handing it over to Cole. The atmosphere was thick with anticipation for the night ahead.

"Do you understand?" I asked my voice firm yet laced with seduction. The room seemed to pulse with energy as they nodded in agreement, their eyes locked onto mine, filled with desire.

"And 5- Your names are Cumtoy and Fucktoy, just as your collars suggest," I continued, the weight of dominance in my words.

The collars, symbols of submission, gleamed in the low light, accentuating the power dynamic between us. They exchanged a glance, acknowledging their roles for the evening. The air was charged with tension as they embraced their new identities, ready to fulfill their purpose under my command.