She shakes her head. “I’m not comfortable with this.”
This is a new world for Emma Lia. I don’t expect her to be comfortable with any part of it.
I take her hand in mine and guide her to the sofa. I sit and spread my legs, patting the empty space between my legs. “I want you to sit here and lean against me.”
This is going to be a very erotic experience for her. I want our bodies touching the entire time.
She opens her mouth to say something, but I don’t give her the chance in case she plans to refuse.
“Sit, Emma Lia. Now.” I give her a small taste of my dominance in the form of a verbal command. I’m pleased when she sits between my legs, but her ass is on the edge of the sofa. Our bodies aren’t even touching. That isn’t going to work for me.
“Closer,” I demand.
I wrap my arm around her tiny waist and pull her to me, her back pressed against my front. She is as stiff as a fucking board. It’s both irritating and endearing at the same time. But I’m hopeful that she’ll loosen up in a few minutes when things get moving.
“Breathe. Relax.”
Easton is my best friend. He’s a fierce Dom. Powerful. Experienced. He and Claudia know my needs and preferences as well as their own. No two people on earth could be more suited for showing Emma Lia what I want from her.
Easton and I have shared subs countless times, including Claudia. More than once, she has been on top of him, riding his dick while I fucked her in the ass from behind. Double penetration. I love that shit, but it won’t be something that I ever experience with Emma Lia: I won’t share her with anyone else.
She’s mine. Only mine.
“Take off your dress and lingerie and kneel before me until your next order,” Easton issues the command with confidence, and Claudia doesn’t hesitate to obey. It’s a nice start for this scene. Very similar to the way I would choose to begin with Emma Lia.
Easton pulls his shirt over his head, revealing a powerfully built physique. Many men would be intimidated by him. But not me: I’m confident in my body. And my cock.
Emma Lia turns her head away from Easton and Claudia. “I don’t want to watch them do this.”
I gently grasp her chin and position her face to the forward position. “Perhaps not but you’re going to watch every move they make. Study it. Make mental notes.”
Easton circles a kneeling Claudia. “Hmm… what should I do to you first?”
“Anything that pleases you, Master,” Claudia says.
Perfect response.
I press my mouth to Emma Lia’s ear. “You will kneel with your face and eyes lowered, just as she is doing, whenever I enter your bedroom. You’ll stay that way until I tell you to do differently. You won’t move a muscle without my permission.”
“Get on the bed, Claudia. Lie on your back, your neck on the edge with your head hanging off the side,” Easton says. He removes his remaining clothes while Claudia moves into the position that he described. And I know exactly what is about to happen.
Maybe Emma Lia does too because she turns away before the act begins. “Don’t look away. This is for you to watch and learn.”
She hesitates before turning her eyes back to Easton and Claudia.
Emma Lia doesn’t yet understand what kind of Dom that I am—rough, rigid, rigorous. I’m not lenient, and this repeated disobedience is frustrating as fuck. The urge to discipline her is nearly overwhelming.
Easton stands naked at the side of the bed and looks down at Claudia, holding his dick in his hand and pointing it at her face. “Open up and fuck my big cock with your mouth.”
A soft gasp leaves Emma Lia’s mouth. “We shouldn’t be watching them do this. It’s too personal.”
“They don’t care. I’ve watched while they’ve done this and a dozen other things. You’re the only person in this room who is new to this.”
Claudia opens and takes his dick into her mouth, tilting her chin toward the ceiling. She reaches overhead and cups his balls with her hand, rubbing and massaging.
Easton groans. “Oh, fuck, I forgot how good you are at this.”
Claudia is good, but I’m confident that Emma Lia will be better. The best.
