Music: Lollipop by Framing Hanley

Chapter 92 – Hmm...What a Day – Cage's POV

The room and camera were set up. I had tried to make it less noticeable by tucking it as far away as possible, while still retaining the shot. Once I was done, I settled into a chair to wait and wondered how in the hell my day had ended up like this.

It certainly wasn't anything I planned for this morning when I got up. In addition to my radically altered schedule for today, I suspected the hours were not going to go by quickly. And I wouldn't even be able to look away because I had to be within camera view to witness.

Fuck this was going to be a long day.

We had both coached Ivy on what to do and expect. Well, Talon did most of the coaching for that part. I added in strategy. Silas had to believe this was not pleasurable for her; at least at the beginning. He needed to see her cry, scream and struggle. To make her progression as realistic as possible, we decided the first two encounters would be exactly that.

However, in an effort to hurry this along, after that she would play the part of the obedient submissive and then finally the aggressor, making it appear as though Talon had indeed 'taught her a lesson'. By that point, if Silas saw they were both just enjoying themselves, the hope was he would get bored and let it go.

I was certain the last two were not going to be difficult for Ivy to achieve. It was just the first two where she would have to pretend to struggle, and Talon would have to refrain from freaking out.

Raine had shared some of the details from his past, and I could not imagine how difficult this was going to be for him. He had refused Ivy repeatedly because he felt as her owner, it was wrong to touch her sexually. Unfortunately, he had experienced two years of relentless torture, both sexual and physical by his owner and that damage had left deep scars. Now, not only was he going to have to physically interact with Ivy, he was going to have to make it appear as if he was forcing and hurting her. Shit.

Talon entered the room holding Ivy roughly by the arm, while she writhed to get away from him. Her eyes were wide and her heart beat frantically. He pushed her onto one of the couches and sat down on the other. His order was short and to the point, "Strip!"

She shook her head desperately, and shockingly, she was able to produce real tears. Talon clenched his fists in response. Shit, just hold it together; I chanted in my head, hoping the universe would somehow relay my message to him.

His voice turned to steel as he ordered, "Strip now! Or I can whip you and then you can strip!"

She whimpered and began to slowly unbutton her top. Talon faltered and panicked the instant she started to remove her clothing. I saw it in his expression. He wasn't going to be able to do this!

Shit, shit, shit!

And there were no other options. He had  to or Silas would absolutely step in.

Ivy was still slowly removing her clothing, trembling like a leaf stuck in a windstorm, but the scent of her arousal told me she wasn't quivering out of fear. It was clear that she fiercely wanted him, if she was okay with me as an audience member and a camera in the room.

It was Talon who was slowly losing it. He looked pale, trapped, and his breathing began to shallow. I prayed he wouldn't hyperventilate. Shit, if the camera were not recording the sounds as well as the image in the room, at least I could have compelled him into action.

And quite abruptly, I realized something.

Shockwaves crashed through me.

I had no idea how  I knew it, but I absolutely knew it.

I could compel him without speaking! Holy fuck!

And it couldn't be too soon, because she stood naked in front of him and he appeared dumbfounded. I quickly forced him to speak the words, "Come here."

He glanced up at me in surprise and confusion, as she moved to stand between his legs. He knew I was compelling him, but still it seemed his tongue wasn't functional, so I continued forcing the words out of his mouth, "Kneel."

She dropped shakily to her knees and tried to pull away from him. He jerked her by the arm, or rather I did; he was still my willing puppet for the moment, bringing her head close to his now revealed dick. Thankfully he had figured out how to get his pants open on his own.

Right on cue, she began to cry and beg, "Please no!! Don't do this...Please!!!

Oh hell, that made him freeze up even more.

Courtesy of my mind control, I forced him to grab her head and bring it down, making it look like he was forcing himself into her mouth, when in reality, I knew she was more than eager to taste him.

Okay, I had gotten them this far.

Commence with the sucking...

Ivy continued her part, screaming and sobbing in the back of her throat.

While Talon was still frozen.

Son of a bitch.

I reached into his head again and forced him to growl fiercely as he commanded her, "Suck me harder!"

Ivy wasn't aware that the words were not Talon's and apparently she really did have a thing for dominance, because her arousal amplified by about ten. And instead of struggling, she began to almost attack him, pushing down hard so that he would go deeper into her throat.

He groaned loudly.

Oh fuck no, that had to stop. It was way too early for her to be so eager. I reached into her mind and halted her excited movements, and reverted her back to her previous behavior, flailing and sobbing uncontrollably. At the same time, I kept Talon's hands firmly on her head, moving her up and down at an increased pace.

The realization of what I was doing washed over me. This was ridiculous! I felt like the biggest pervert in the world. Essentially, I was making my own porn flick!

Fuck me, how had my day come to this?!!

After a minute or so, I was still waiting for some sort of life to kick in for him, but no such luck. Damnit. I wheedled around in his head again, and forced him to thrust his hips into her. She might have looked like she was fighting, but I knew she wanted more of him.

My stress level rose. I wasn't sure how long I would be able to keep this up. It was too quiet in the room, and Silas was going to need more commentary to get done quicker. In a panic, I worked on channeling my inner douchebag to try to come up with flavorful and appropriate sentences. Oh, I know...

"That's right, service me, baby!" Talon called out. As soon as the words left his mouth, his eyes shot up to meet mine. His expression was crystal clear as he demanded silently, 'What the fuck was that?!'

My eyes flashed back my response, 'Fuck, if I know!'

This shit's not easy when having to speak for someone else! I was totally out of my element here. I was very well versed in consensual, willing and wanting sex. If he wanted to go there, I was fairly certain I would be brilliant, I thought a bit defensively.

As it was, I couldn't focus and was trying to get him to stop looking at me, considering we were both on camera and Silas might think it a bit strange for us to be staring at each other while she was sucking him off. Or hell, maybe Silas would just assume that was the reason I insisted on being in the room.

Somebody needed to stop this wild ride, so I could get off.

I guess Talon didn't need much more encouragement, because she sucked harder and quite abruptly, he was right on the edge. I exhaled in relief and pulled back my compulsion from both of them.

Finally.

Or maybe not.

For no damned good reason that I could find, both of them hesitated.

And then I realized the problem.

Neither one of them knew if he should come in her mouth or not. He hadn't asked her about it earlier and she wasn't sure what he wanted. She continued to move too slowly to push him over the edge and he had stopped thrusting his hips – again, opposite direction of the edge.

I looked at them in confusion.

It was like they were waiting for something.

Oh. Fuck. No!

Somebody needed to make up their damn minds here because I sure as fuck wasn't going to decide for them!!   I felt dirty enough as it was.

I barely shook my head at Talon. This was on him. I hadn't joined them so that I could partake in a mental threesome, and I was ready for a much needed break to get my head back in order.

He held tighter to her head and began thrusting his hips again.

Excellent.

Decision made.

Less than a minute later, he released, she swallowed and I couldn't get to the camera fast enough to begin our first 'intermission'. The instant I shut it off, Ivy's fake tears ended and she whispered to me, "How did I do?"

I blinked.

She hadn't sucked me off, so I had no idea what to say to that. He came, so I guessed the answer presumably would be, good.  I realized I was still just staring at her in confusion, and finally gave up trying to come up with a response. It was probably better I didn't speak right now anyway, so I just nodded.

She exhaled in relief and glanced at Talon worriedly, as she breathed, "Are you okay?!"

Well that was consistent to this wildly out-of-control moment...He was the one who came and she was worried about him. But as my gaze finally rested on him, I realized he was more than okay. Now, there was a look I was very familiar with...He was ready and calculating how he was going to give her what she asked for earlier.

She inhaled sharply...And her arousal was in full bloom again.

They sure as hell didn't need me in here for that, and I quickly made my exit out a side door, musing, 'Hmm...She must have done very well'.

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I don't know about you, but I giggled again and again while writing this one...