“Yes.Perhaps I’ll show you later.Put the rope on the bed, Domingo.And then come and help me undress this handsome fellow.”
“I thought you’d never ask, Captain.”
My pulse skyrocketed as I realized what I was up against and how thrilling the situation was.I trusted both of these men so much, and I’d not realized how much I’d wanted a repeat with Domingo until he’d kissed my husband in front of me and casually plucked a bundle of rope from a drawer.
The captain’s fingers went to the buttons of my waistcoat.“Settle down, my dear.We’ve got all night.”
I nodded, my mouth open, breaths coming in little bursts.As Dinesh removed my waistcoat and passed the garment to Domingo, I tried to take a deep, slow breath.
“That’s a good lad,” Domingo said.“This isn’t a sprint, you know.We want to take our time with you.”
“Take it from behind!”Esmaralda yelled.She did seem to be enjoying herself.Perhaps Domingo was right and she was suffering from a lack of familiar entertainment.
Had the captain and Domingo planned this all along?They knew exactly what they wanted to do to me and how they wanted to conduct themselves.If they had, I couldn’t believe they’d kept their intentions from me.Though perhaps that was wise, or I would have been whingeing and begging for the encounter perhaps before Domingo was ready.
“Good,” was all I said as each layer of clothing came off, four hands working together, until I stood there in the all-together, my cock reaching for the sky.
“Such a sweet little prick you have, Rooster,” Domingo said, reaching out to stroke a long finger up from the bottom, making the tip surge and drip as I stifled a moan.
He only grinned and swiped the moisture from me, putting his finger in his mouth.
“Mmm.”
Then Dinesh reached over and slipped his hand behind Domingo’s head, pulling him in for a deep kiss as he tried to taste me.All the while I stood there, gasping and transfixed, wondering how long my legs would hold me up before I dissolved into a pile of jagged yearnings.
Dinesh let Domingo go and stood there staring at me, his gaze travelling over my quivering limbs.
“Fuck,” I said.“Do something.Please.”
“I wish I had the talent to paint your picture,” he said with some wistfulness.“But I also want to bind you in those black ropes and watch Domingo fuck you.And that, I do have the talent for.”
“Dio Mio.What are we waiting for?”Domingo murmured.
“Up on the bed, Rooster.On your knees.”
I scrambled up on the mattress, kneeling with my hands clasped together at the small of my back.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Domingo grasp Dinesh’s wrist.
“Look at him.Is this how he always is for you?”
“Most of the time.Very obedient and utterly delightful.”
I almost laughed, recalling our first few encounters.He’d trained me well since then.
As if also recalling our initial trysts, the captain said, “Well, in point of fact, he was an ill-mannered spitfire when he first came aboard.Although, now that I think on it, once he knew he was going to get properly fucked, he became quite pliable.”
“Oh, bollocks,” I said, although he had a point.
“See?Always pushing my limits.”
I glanced over as he swatted my bare behind, making me start and struggle to stay vertical.
“Yes, Captain,” I gasped.
“Pummel the blackguard!”Esmaralda exclaimed.
“All fours now.You’ve been naughty, and I need to remind you who you answer to.”
