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Elizabeth Part 3- Serving My Wonderful Men

We arrived home and the men stayed briefly behind to settle with the limo driver and to give me some private time. By the time they had walked in the door, I was kneeling naked on the floor, knees as far apart as possible, back straight and hands clasped behind my head. “Permission to speak, Sir?” “Permission granted.” “I need guidance on how to address Louis. I will do as you command.” I could feel a smile lurking behind his next words, “Until I tell you differently, you will address us both as Sir. He is my friend and you will give him every consideration you would give me.” Holy shit… “Every consideration, Sir?” “Yes, and it is time you learned some humility and manners, Elizabeth. Kiss my shoes, then his. And mean it.” I began by kissing their boots until told to sit kneel up, hands behind neck. Sir gently, but firmly, pulled my hair behind my head to ensure good posture. Louis stood in front of me. I could smell his expensive cologne. I felt something soft and leathery go around my neck and heard a clasp click closed. “I was saving this for some other time, but you are very precocious. You are also very dear to me. This collar is an outward display of your willingness to serve. You will wear it for the next three hours. At the end of that time period, I will ask if you desire to continue in servitude until Sunday evening. You may end your service at any time by asking me to remove it. Your physical safety is our first concern and is not negotiable. If at any time, you feel unsafe or at risk, say Red. This is your safe word. If you say Red, whatever is happening will immediately stop. We know that you must know yourself to be completely safe to go beyond what you believe to be a limit. Do you understand me?” “Yes, Sir. May I have permission to ask a question?” “For tonight, yes” he replied. “If I do not accept the collar, are we finished as a couple?” I was terrified of his response. “No sweet Elizabeth. I do this because you need it, not because I need it. Never trust a Dom who needs to dominate.” And so, it began…the next part of my life.

Two Cocks and a New Life My Sir said, “Louis I want to show you something.” I could hear him pull down the zipper of his expensive slacks and his semi-hard cock was in front of my face. I patiently looked and waited, because as his sub, I get what he chooses to give me, not always what I want. I wanted to show him my thanks, love and respect by worshiping his cock with my mouth. I would not, however, act like some wanton slut by making a move toward it. He walked around behind me and allowed his getting-harder cock to brush against the back of my neck. “Louis, feel her cunt.” “My god, she is soaking wet.” Louis replied. His large hand felt amazing in that brief caress. My future Master had never allowed another man to touch my tits or pussy in his presence. I knew this was not a new experience for either man and felt honored to be part of their history (and future?). I am an exhibitionist, so enjoyed showing my future Master’s friend my arousal. My Sir walked around in front of me and gently put his cockhead to my lips. I did not suck, because he had taught me to not be so impatient. He might not even give me his cock tonight, as a lesson if I did not demonstrate some self-control.

“This what I wanted to show you, Louis…” and with that, with no warning, he pushed his entire cock down my throat to the hilt. I worked him with my mouth and throat, keeping him all the way down and breathing through my nose. I knew that very few women could take a cock of his size without gagging. He began to fuck my mouth, further relaxing my throat. I wanted more and I soon got it.

“As you can see, she is a fantastic cocksucker. Please enjoy"

Louis put his amazing cock in my mouth. He was bigger than Sir; thick and veiny. I could not throat him as immediately as I could Sir but knew I could learn to through practice. Lots and lots of practice.

Louis thrust his cock slowly, but firmly into my mouth and throat. As I would begin to gag, he would back off, then go further. Repeat and repeat. I began to actively suck him to show off both my oral skills and appreciation. I began to lick his balls, the underside of his cock and his tip. I began to make little moaning sounds as I got more and more turned on by his cock in my mouth and Sir's appreciative play-by-play. When Louis began to get close to cuming, he took his cock away, to my obvious disappointment. Sir took over. Throat completely open now, I slurped him and licked from his balls to his anus; much to his delight.

Louis began to suck my clit. I was afraid I might drown him in my pussy juices, but apparently he can circular breath like a glass blower. Sir immediately ordered me NOT to cum until allowed. A small sound of disappointment got past my (stuffed) lips. Both men immediately stopped what they were doing. I was kneeling in the middle of Lake Pussy Juice, gasping in sexual excitement and balancing on the edge of an orgasmic freefall. Too fucking bad for me.

"Get up." Sir ordered.

Not so easy with half my brain face-fucked into oblivion and the other half wanting more cock. I was deep into sub-space.

I struggled to my feet. They bent me over a counter and began to spank my high and tight ass. Just hard enough to hurt; I flexed my legs and torso to meet their hand strokes. Later I realized the only reason they took it easy on me was to not hurt their hands not my perfect (if I say so myself) ass. (Much later they used crops and canes...to my undying pleasure). I stayed in sub-space, but through the application of pain, not pleasure.

Lesson learned.

"You agreed that you were our submissive for three hours. By my watch, you have almost two hours left in your agreement. You complained when given a command. Explain yourself." "Sir, I am so sorry. I know I should enjoy what I have gotten, but I was disappointed." "You were disappointed because you were already thinking about what we would do next, not about what you were actually doing. That's why we are spanking you. Pain puts us in the present."

"Sir, since I made the mistake, I would like to make it better by starting the three hours over. I'll do anything to make it up to you both." Lawyers love to negotiate, even when bent over a cold marble counter with a burning ass.

"Anything?"...."Yes".

And I did. For the next three hours, through the repeated application of increasing pleasure and pain, I stayed completely in the present. For the first two hours, I was never without a cock in my mouth or in my hand. It was as hard for them as it was for me, because neither man ejaculated during that time. Lucky they had each other to take turns. The only variation I got was: Mouth or Hand? They got to take turns as the cheerleader and coach as the other one owned me. When I got to the point of being able to completely take Louis' entire cock down my throat in one stroke, they changed up my training.

Master began fucking my sopping wet pussy while Louis continued in my throat. I was in heaven. So were they.

At the 2:15 mark, the rules changed again... "OK, you may now ask for permission to cum, Elizabeth. So you may cum, and only with our permission. You may have to beg."

And beg I did, until they finally had some mercy for me. I came in great, heaving gasps as my entire body lit up with sexual energy. They slowed their thrusts but did not stop; keeping me in a constant state of sexual excitation that was just short of an(other) orgasm and getting me hungry for Round 2.

Thirty minutes left...

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