City Of Need

4 💜 Trinity

My heart hits the stars as electricity runs up and down the inside of my thighs, then shoots up my spine and out of my mouth in a far far away scream, as my pussy walls clench around her fingers, my back arches and my head falls back.

I scream and scream and scream.

Every part of me burns as I break under your gaze and over hers. Then time stops as I float above the three of us, suspended in my own bliss for what feels like a lifetime and hits like a lifeline.

As I come back into my body I hear words spoken through cotton wool, but can't make out whose they are, or what they're saying.

A sharp sting on my face brings me back to earth and I open my eyes to see your face in front of mine.

You smile.

I smile back.

She giggles.

You stroke your hand down the side of my face, and say, 'Are you tired, Little One.'

I nod, and smile, reaching my arms towards you, ready for you to lift me up, hold me, carry me to bed. But you shake your head and smile your sadistic smile, making my pussy pulse again, as you say, 'We're not finished with you yet.'

My mouth falls open, and in an instant your hand is scrunched into the hair at the top of my scalp, and you're pulling me up, off her, and forcing me to a standing position, next to the sofa.

She turns on her side, propping her arm underneath her, and laughing manically at my predicament.

I see the twitch in your jaw. The one that she doesn't know how to read yet. The one that says you're getting pissed. Then, fast as a cat, your other hand scrunches into the hair on top of her scalp, and you're pulling her up to standing too. She grabs at your hand yelping in pain. A fish, caught on a hook, writhing next to me.

You put your face into her face, and in a menacing tone, you say, 'You've had it easy up to now Kitten. I've let you call the shots. But just because your dom's not here, does not mean that you are in charge. Do you understand?'

She bites her lip. I see a challenge in her eyes, and I will her on, wanting to see what outcome it will bring.

'Kitten, do you understand?' Your voice is low now, and calm. I see the reaction of it in her body as she stiffens and nods. 'Words, Kitten. Use your words.'

'Yes. I understand,' she grinds out, between her teeth.

'Yes - Sir,' you almost shout, as you tighten your grip on her hair.

'Yes, Sir,' she says.

At the very same time I say, 'Wait.. what?' But you're not her Sir. She can't call you that.' Fuck, this. She's already got my toy, she's not having my dom too.

'Jesus,' you hiss at the ceiling. 'I get one into line and the other one pipes up!'

Both of us watch you, still held in place by your hands holding our hair above our heads.

You turn your eyes on mine, and say, 'Two words, Violet. Yes, and, Daddy. That's all I want to hear from you for the rest of the night. Do I make myself clear?'

'Yes, Daddy,' I mumble. I'm hurt beyond belief that you are letting her call you Sir, but I know better than to disagree right now.

Your eyes soften, and your voice matches it, as you say, 'She has to call me Sir tonight, Little One. But it's only for tonight. You know you are the star of my show.'

I smile back at you, then gasp as you spin both of us by the hair, until we are facing each other. You smooth both of our hair together, into a conjoined pony tail, holding it in one hand above us.