Her Favorite Toy
Brandon knew exactly whose voice had just echoed down the hallway.
He was already kneeling in Licious’s apartment, having followed her command hours earlier to be waiting, freshly showered and plugged, with his collar on. The plug shifted slightly as he adjusted his weight, making his cock twitch inside the tight jockstrap Licious had instructed him to wear—and nothing else.
The voice was unmistakable. Light, playful, but with a teasing sharpness behind it.
Suki.
Brandon swallowed, his cheeks warming at the memory of the night Licious brought him back to the apartment and had made him serve her in front of her two friends—Suki and Marisol. He remembered how intently Suki had watched him, quietly stroking her thick cock as Licious took her pleasure. The thought of her eyes on him again now stirred a delicious nervousness in his belly.
He stayed in position, listening to the soft click of heels on tile and the low murmur of Licious’s voice as she led her guest in. The door shut. Their conversation stopped. A beat passed.
Then came the voice he obeyed above all others.
“Crawl out and greet us, pet.”
Brandon moved.
He crawled into the living room with practiced grace, eyes downcast until Licious’s pointed stiletto heel stopped in front of him. She was in a tight red corset dress tonight, her figure a commanding vision of lust and control. Suki stood beside her in a dark leather mini-dress that hugged her curves, her glowing bronze skin catching the light, a mischievous smile curving her lips.
“Well, he remembered his position,” Suki said approvingly, stepping closer.
Licious ran a long manicured nail down his smooth bald scalp. “Of course he did. He knows who owns him.” She let her hand slide under his chin and tilted his head up. “But he still needs reinforcement.”
Brandon’s breath caught. His eyes flicked to Suki, who was already admiring his form, her gaze drifting hungrily over his jock and the bulge beneath it.
“I’ve been waiting to see how talented that mouth really is,” Suki purred. “Tonight’s the night, huh?”
He hesitated. Just slightly. Not out of refusal—but nerves. Even with how far he’d come, doing anything in front of others still lit a fire of uncertainty in his chest. But Licious didn’t wait for him to sort through it.
“Free her cock,” Licious ordered. “Make her feel welcome.”
His hands moved without thought, lifting the hem of Suki’s tight leather dress to reveal what was waiting underneath.
Suki’s cock sprang free—slightly shorter than Licious’s, but noticeably thicker, with a silvery ring piercing just beneath the wide, glistening mushroom head. It bobbed slightly with her heartbeat, already growing harder under his gaze. Brandon stared for just a second too long.
“Well?” Licious asked with a hint of amusement.
Brandon leaned forward and took her into his mouth, his tongue carefully circling the piercing, exploring the weight and heat of her shaft. Suki gasped softly, her fingers brushing his scalp. She didn’t grip him—just let him work.
Licious sank into the nearby chaise, watching with cool delight. She crossed her legs and casually began stroking the bulge beneath her dress, savoring the view.
“Use your tongue,” she instructed. “That ring isn’t just decoration.”
Brandon moaned softly, sucking deeper, exploring the metal with every pass of his tongue. Suki let out a shaky breath, her hips giving the smallest thrust forward.
“Mmm, yeah,” she murmured. “I could get used to this.”
He stayed there for a while, focusing completely on her pleasure. Licious made no effort to stop him—until she was ready.
“Enough,” she said with finality. “We’re taking this deeper.”
Brandon pulled off Suki’s cock with a soft pop and sat back on his knees, lips wet and flushed with heat. Licious stood and unzipped her own dress, revealing her full glory: her massive cock, longer than Suki’s, curved slightly upward and glistening with pre-cum. It pulsed with need as she stepped out of the garment and moved toward the mirrored wall of her bedroom.
Brandon followed silently as she pressed a hidden switch.
The wall clicked open, revealing the familiar passageway to her private dungeon. It smelled of leather, restraint, and desire. As the three of them descended, Brandon’s heart pounded faster. He knew this place. And he knew he was about to be taken.
The lights were low and moody, casting red and gold glows across padded benches, shackles, and displays of toys and tools. Licious led him to the central padded bench.
“Strip,” she said. “Then mount me.”
She sat down, spreading her thighs wide, stroking her thick shaft with slow precision as she waited.
Brandon obeyed, removing the jockstrap and letting his own cock bounce free, still twitching from the taste of Suki’s. He straddled Licious carefully, guided by her hands on his hips. She lined herself up and pressed the slick head of her cock against his entrance.
He whimpered.
“Take it,” she murmured. “Show Suki how deep you can go.”
Her cock stretched him open as he lowered himself inch by inch. His breath caught with every pulse, the thick head dragging along his inner walls until she was buried deep inside him. The plug had prepared him, but nothing ever truly prepared him for her.
Suki stood to the side now, her cock still glistening from his saliva. She stroked herself slowly, eyes wide and admiring.
“Fuck, he really is your toy,” she whispered.
“He is,” Licious said, her voice low and firm, one hand sliding up Brandon’s chest. “Mine to use. Mine to share.”
Brandon began riding her in earnest, using his thighs to lift and drop his body along her thick shaft. Licious leaned back, letting him do the work, her hands sometimes gripping his hips, sometimes trailing over his chest and throat.
The sounds of their bodies filled the dungeon—slick, wet, desperate.
Licious snapped her fingers. “Suki. Bring that cock over here.”
Brandon paused only briefly as Suki moved closer and stood beside the bench. He leaned forward as Licious kept fucking up into him from below, and opened his mouth again for Suki’s thicker cock.
She slid it past his lips with a hungry moan.
“That’s it, pretty boy,” she growled. “Open up for me.”
He took her in while Licious thrust harder beneath him. The dual sensation was overwhelming. His mouth was full. His ass was stretched to capacity. His own cock leaked precum, untouched, as the women used him from both ends.
Suki’s hand gripped his head now, fucking his mouth more aggressively. Her piercing rubbed across his tongue, sending tingles of pleasure through his mouth.
“I’m close,” she panted. “Swallow it, bitch. Show us you’re good for something.”
She came with a sharp gasp, her thick load filling his mouth and throat. He didn’t miss a drop. He swallowed it all greedily, even as Licious’s cock pounded harder into him from below.
He moaned around Suki’s shaft as she held him in place, his whole body trembling.
When she finally pulled out, Licious took control again.
“Now,” she said darkly. “It’s my turn to mark you.”
She drove into him harder, faster, each thrust pressing her thick cock deeper inside until Brandon was gasping and writhing.
“Cum for me,” she growled. “Cum on my cock while I fill you.”
He cried out, overwhelmed.
His cock erupted untouched, spraying cum over her belly as she groaned and emptied herself inside him. Her thick load filled his stretched hole, leaking out around the base of her cock as she held him still, grinding deep.
They stayed there in silence for a moment, his body trembling in hers, Suki panting beside them.
When she finally slipped free of his hole, Licious ran a slow hand down his back.
“You were good tonight,” she said softly. “And next time… you’ll serve Marisol.”
Brandon moaned softly, still dripping with cum.
To be continued…
