This week's excerpt is from BDSM Weekend, by Jennifer Denys.
A weekend of BDSM activities for beginners. That was what James Shaw had booked at Lindsey Park Manor. He was now anxious about telling his wife, Caroline. In the past, they had tried out various implements at home, and were keen to take it further—even considering joining a ‘swingers’ site—but it was quite daunting doing anything with others! And then a shock awaits them on arrival in the form of James’ best friend.
As they progress through the various events—cropping in the stables, fellatio in the ballroom, and an unusual fox hunt—they have to deal with animosity, jealousy and the dropping of inhibitions, as all of them grow in their knowledge of a lifestyle which is exciting, yet challenging.
Just as the dynamics of their threesome change considerably, a further surprise awaits them at the end of the weekend.
Master George patted the left half of the billiard table. “I suggest you lay on this side with your butt up against the wooden edge, with legs over the side. That way Caroline can easily sit on top and bend forward, taking Mark in her mouth from that position, while I have access to her bottom without leaning across you.”
He hopped up onto the table, wondering how many other couples had done the same. In fact, he realised he didn’t know how long the Manor had been doing these BDSM events. His thoughts were swiftly brought back to the present when Caroline eagerly climbed on top of him. It was a good thing he was already aroused. Not that he had been anything but turned on all weekend.
Her face was vivid with excitement as she wiggled herself so that he was in her entrance. Neither of them were expecting her to plummet down suddenly.
“Ow!”
Mistress Beatrice came over to comfort Caroline. “You were probably very wet after the fun earlier and that eased the way. Don’t move for a second or two.”
That was easier said than done as James’ cock had a mind of its own and started thrusting up. He took a deep shuddering breath.
“I’m fine,” said Caroline, smiling down at him.
“Excellent. Now, before Mark jumps up, James would you like Mark to wear a condom?”
Caroline shook her head at him. James knew she never liked the taste or texture of condoms, even the flavoured ones. “No, that’s fine. Thank you,” he answered.
“Then, Mark, climb up and kneel by James’ head, if you will.”
James found it quite disconcerting to have Mark’s cock looming over him.
Mistress Beatrice patted his arm. “I can tell you are uncomfortable, James. You are the most dominant of the three of you, so take charge. It is up to you to position the others.”
Clearing his throat, James did as suggested. “Caroline, lean forward so you are on hands and knees over me.” He waited a moment while she complied, holding her hips tightly to keep her from pulling away from him.
“This is fun.” She grinned down at him.
“It certainly is. Your boobs are in an excellent position for me to play with.” James showed her by twirling her nipple between a finger and thumb.
“Oooo!”
He chuckled, and then glanced up to Mark who was patiently waiting. “Okay, Mark, ease forward. Caro, open your mouth. I want to see Mark slowly push inside those luscious lips of yours.”
It was actually very erotic watching this happening over his head and he made a note to do it this way again—if they were to continue having sex together.
“Good,” declared the Mistress. “Now feel free to direct George and myself.”
“Ah!” Turning his head away from the action over him, James could see George had a flogger of sorts in his hand.
“This is a short cat-o’-nine-tails,” explained the Master, winding his fingers through the many tails.
James could see it had knots in it, and he frowned at the host. “Won’t that be rather painful?”
“Waste of time doing it otherwise. I assure you Caroline will be so busy with what you and Mark are doing she won’t notice it. And, in case you are concerned I will hit you, I am very experienced with this tool.”
“Okaaaaay, go for it,” he said reluctantly.
He felt the instant the Master struck at Caroline’s backside as she jerked forward with a cry, dropping Mark out of her mouth.
It hadn’t been a very hard strike and James admonished his wife, “Uh-uh. Keep that dick in your mouth, or I’ll tell Master George to go harder.”
She hurriedly took Mark in again. This time when Caroline was hit she held on and they got into a rhythm. As she was struck with the flogger, she lifted up slightly pushing her mouth further onto Mark’s cock, who didn’t need to do anything other than kneel there, lightly clasping her head to steady himself.
James, once he got over the worry of being hit himself, realised he needn’t have been concerned as George was a Master at his art. All he felt was the swish of air over his legs just before the instrument landed on Caroline’s backside. Instead, he relaxed and found he had his hands free to do whatever he wanted. Consequently, he roamed Caroline’s body, stroking her back—keeping well away from where their host was hitting her—tickling her clit, enjoying teasing her breasts, knowing that she could only squirm.
He then noticed the hostess standing patiently by. Smiling wickedly he said, “Mistress Beatrice, if you will, I would like you to spank Mark every time Master George strikes Caroline.”
“W–what?” the man above him stuttered, almost pulling away from Caroline.
“I’m sure my colleague above me is man enough to take it.”
“Bastard.” Mark wasn’t really perturbed, judging by his grin.
“Good idea. You are learning very fast.” With that, Beatrice walked up the table and proceeded to carry out James’ demand. This meant when Caroline moved onto Mark’s cock after being hit by George, Mark thrust forward away from the spanking with a grunt.
He laughed, thoroughly enjoying himself.
As his arousal rose, coherent thoughts went out of his head and James lifted his butt up to push into Caroline, gripping her waist to hold her still, so he could thrust quicker, feeling Caroline’s pussy contract around him every time George hit her. He could certainly get used to it.
Mark started groaning above him.
It echoed James’ own moans and he started pushing up inside her more quickly, not caring that he was going to be bruised from the ledge of the table.
Suddenly, Caroline shuddered just as Mark yelled his release, and she jerked back and forth uncontrollably. It was enough for James to let himself go with a loud cry, to clapping from their hosts.
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Jennifer Denys is a bestselling author in various genre (BDSM, contemporary, sci-fi, paranormal, with historical and fantasy in her works in progress) with several different publishers.
An Englishwoman through and through, she lives in a beautiful historical city and is game to try most things once. She’s had a tattoo done on her calf, flew down zip wires 100 feet up in the trees, and was photographed nude by a professional photographer. All of which have taken place since she turned 50!
Many of her experiences end up in her books… but you will have to read them to find out what!
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