"Pleasure for you first, my love," Malcolm said, my heart doing the thing it always did when he called me that.

"And a spanking for my Firefly," said Sam. She spanked Nicole again, harder, making her body jump against mine in a way that rubbed all our sensitive parts together and made mine even hotter. "Get her to the edge and you'll swap places."

Nicole broke off kissing me just long enough to give Sam a "Yes Mistress." We were tied pretty tightly together, there was barely any room for either of us to move, but Nicole managed to flex and slide enough to stimulate me. In between hard spanking sounds and her involuntary half excited half pained groans, she worked me over like we were grinding on a dance floor. Excited tingles blossomed all over my chest where her tits pressed into mine, bursting to intense pleasure whenever her nipples rubbed against mine. Her barbell piercings added a delightful little bit of sensation that was deliciously sexy.

She worked our cores together, coating the hitachi in both our wetness, humping into me at the same time Malcolm's finger fucking filled me. The hitachi must have been on the lowest setting possible, because it seemed to be the least intense of all the pleasures assaulting my senses. Nicole's tongue in my mouth, her arms wrapped around me, the way her abs tensed with each spank and her hips jerked, pressing her clit into mine, all the while Malcolm kept his tight grip in my hair and filled my cunt with his fingers. It quickly became so overwhelming, it was almost a relief when I realized my pussy was giving its telltale close-to-cumming clenches.

Feeling that, Malcolm announced, "She's close."

"Already?" Sam sounded amused. "You weren't kidding about her being wound up. I've barely gotten the chance to warm mine's ass up." Something about the loudness of her spanking and the groan Nicole gave made me doubt Sam's sincerity.

Malcolm's first slap across my ass was enough to pull me right back from my impending orgasm. The stinging heat that came with it, toasting my skin and sending little tendrils down into my muscles, was actually kind of refreshing. Like I was coming awake after being drunk on pleasure. I hadn't realized how much noise we'd been making. Nicole's pussy made a very wet schlicking sound as it accepted her mistress's fingers, and she let out a matching lusty moan.

Another spank made me jump. Malcolm wasn't messing around! These hurt! My turn to get Nicole to the edge. Fortunately, I didn't have to guess what she liked. She'd already told me, in excruciating detail, how she loved getting smothered in dominance and sex like she had been during her performance at the party. What she hadn't told me, but I'd figured out for myself, was that she also loved being teased. That's something I had TONS of experience being on the receiving end of!

So, I did to her what Malcolm so often did to me. As he rained blows down on my ass and I struggled against the mountingly intense pain, I managed to get my bound hands into Nicole's hair and gripped her tightly, tilting her head back so our eyes met. She gasped slightly, rebelling against me, struggling to reach my lips. Pleasure flashed in her eyes and rippled across her face, and I enjoyed watching it for a second, holding her firmly despite her struggles.

Then, I quickly leaned down and captured her earlobe in my mouth, licking it and then giving it a very soft nibble of teeth. Nicole jumped like she'd had an electric charge zapped through her! I swear her wet sounds got louder, and her breathing left our mutual rhythm as it turned ragged. She writhed against me, half giggling and half moaning as I nibbled at her clearly very sensitive ear, her hips taking on a life of their own as she fucked herself on her mistress's hand. I'd ended up close to Sam's face in this position, and she smiled approvingly at me. Sam meaningfully dropped her eyes a few inches to Nicole's neck, then she gave me a wink and a grin.

But before I could take advantage of her hint, Nicole was panting "Edge, edge, edge!" and I was suddenly on the receiving end of the pleasure train again, being fucked and kissed and surrounded by sensation.

We kept alternating, again and again, pleasure and pain, getting edged and getting spanked. It was like our orgasms were on some kind of weird seesaw scale. We rose towards cumming and fell away again, alternating in cycles, each rotation going faster than the last. It didn't take very long until even the minimum strength vibrations were enough to keep me close to the edge despite how intense Malcolm's smacks felt on my increasingly sore ass.

Eventually, Nicole didn't even make it to ten spanks before she got to the edge. Sam, looking distinctly pleased with herself, said, "I think mine is getting a little too worked up."

Malcolm stroked softly over my butt, his hands feeling like they were made of molten lava on my fiercely stinging skin as I fought to catch my breath. "Mine is burning up too," he said, making me purr at his possessive words and touch.

"I bet my Firefly is redder back there."

The vibrations stopped, but Nicole and I kept right on grinding ourselves into it. It was as slick as if we'd used grease on it, and we were basically slipping right over it to hump each other. We were both so desperate to cum, the ache and frustration hurt more than the spanking! Heat radiated off her skin into me and her heart beat wildly against my chest. We smiled to each other in a dazed sort of way as Malcolm and Sam set to releasing us from the ropes, debating all the while which of us was the more thoroughly marked.

Usually, when Malcolm undoes whatever bondage is on me, it's because our playtime is over. He does it gently, and it leads into aftercare cuddles. His hands on me now were gentle, undoing knots and passing segments back and forth to Sam to disentangle Nicole and myself, but they were distinctly more sexual than usual. He leaned into me, letting me feel his hard dick straining against his pants on my ass. His hands lingered over my skin, caressing the collar at my neck and tracing all the lines the ropes had bitten into me. The way he felt, so distinctly dominant and authoritative after so much Nicole, made me melt and lean back into him, grinding my hips backwards to feel how turned on I'd made him. It made my tender butt really fucking hurt! I don't think he's ever spanked me this hard before, but that did nothing to stop me wanting to feel his cock.

Nicole noticed my shifting attention and teased, "Somebody's gone cock hungry on me."

Malcolm laughed and pulled back. "Don't worry, she's still yours for a little while."

"Hey, wait," I protested, trying to reach back to Malcolm, but still too tied up to do very much moving. "Don't I get a say in that?"

"No!" Nicole and Malcolm both said together, Nicole clinging to me as our dominants pulled us apart again.

Malcolm picked me up and easily carried me in his arms to the couch. I could have just walked, it was all of ten feet from where we'd been standing, but I guess that wouldn't have been enough in kinky character. The effect would have been perfect if he hadn't accidentally set me down on one of our playmates' cats, who hissed and scampered off somewhere.

"Yeah, Phedra is kind of a perv. She always likes to watch us," Sam said, quite casually considering she was in the process of adjusting the harnesses on her strap on cock. It was the kind that needed to be lined up just right with her clit, so Sam could feel pleasure while thrusting it on Nicole. Nicole was watching her mistress with what I'd have to guess is exactly the same expression I'd have worn if Malcolm were pulling his pants off to fuck me.

"Now who's the cock hungry one?" I teased her.

She stuck her tongue out at me, "still you!"

"Be polite, Firefly," Sam said, suddenly menacingly towering over Nicole. She looked like she was about to say something else sassy, but Sam preempted her by roughly forcing her to her knees and marching her over to Malcolm and I.

Malcolm, meanwhile, had been playing with my thighs in a deliciously teasing way. He spread my legs open just as Nicole arrived between them. It happened so fast, Nicole going from standing half the room away to her hands and knees with her face a foot from my pussy, that I couldn't do anything but stare as Nicole licked her lips and looked from her mistress to Malcolm questioningly.

"Well, what are you waiting for?" Sam dropped to her knees behind Nicole, forcing her legs apart and lining the head of her strap on up with its target. She thrust forward, entering Nicole in one motion fast, deep. "Eat her."

Nicole's eyes had clamped shut, and she panted as she tried to relax her muscles and accept her mistress's sudden very rough fucking. Sam reached down and rested her hand on the back of Nicole's head. In the split second before she was forced down on me, Nicole's smile was absolute zoned out pleasure.

But then it was my turn to screw my eyes shut and struggle to keep up. Whenever Malcolm goes down on me, he does it to play with me. He teases and pushes all my sensitive spots, treating me like a puppet he can manipulate into moaning and writhing by licking and sucking in the right spots. Nicole, on the other hand, ate my pussy with the clear single goal of making me cum as hard and as fast as she possibly could.

My clit expanded into her sucking mouth and throbbed hard against her tongue. After so much teasing, it felt like time slowed down, and I could feel each bump on her tongue running over me again and again as she licked up and down. It was just like I'd imagined. It was better than I'd imagined! Nicole's fiery red hair between my legs and her lively passion drove me wild with pleasure in ways that teasing dreams never could.

And again, it was much different for me than anything I'd experienced before because I was so used to all the action of receiving oral sex coming from one person. While Nicole was pouring gas on the blaze in my pussy, Malcolm kept my focus from settling in one place for more than a second. He played with my hair, caressed my neck and collar, pulled me in for kisses, and smiled with obvious pleasure when I fired back at him by rubbing his cock through his pants.

"Now seems like a good time to mention," Sam's voice said at the corners of my awareness, "that you're not allowed to cum unless she's cumming too."

Nicole's let out a soblike moan and immediately sped up, clearly desperate to get me over the edge. It felt amazing, the way she rocked forward into me with each of Sam's thrusts into her, almost like she was transmitting pleasure right from her cunt into mine. At the same time, though, beyond a certain intensity, more attention on my clit doesn't actually make me cum any faster. I like penetration, combined with my clit, to really make me explode.

I was about to tell Nicole when Malcolm stopped me. "Don't tell her," he whispered with his characteristic knowing smile. I must have looked as confused as I felt, because he explained, "If she gets to the edge without you, you'll have to swap places, and I'm in the mood to fuck you right now. Besides, I told you, your orgasms belong to me. I fully intend to keep all of them."

He flexed his core as he spoke, his cock throbbing hard against my petting hand. That, on top of his words -- so possessive and assertive! -- had the complete opposite effect of making it easier to obey him. I felt myself squirm and my clit throb into Nicole's mouth, my pussy clenching and my blood pounding all through me.

"I know," he continued in the same low tone. "I know, my love, but if it were easy, you would have nothing to show off for me."

Of course. This was Malcolm, after all. The only one who loved challenging me more than I loved challenging myself. But for fucks sake, why did so many of his schemes involve me not cumming! Why couldn't he challenge me to cum as many times as possible, or something? 'Oh yeah, we did that. I had to safeword. Damnit!'

As per usual, being told I'm not allowed to cum makes me feel super submissive and makes it that much harder to avoid cumming. "Damn you, Sir," I said, trying to sound like I was annoyed at not being allowed to explode all over Nicole's face after all. Of course, he didn't buy it for a second. He knew full well how thrilled I was that, even with three women fucking right in front of him, he only had eyes for me, and he wanted nothing more than to control, tease and dominate me.

I wanted to show him the same thing. That, even while I was writhing and choking back moans from Nicole's tongue on my clit, I wanted to be his more than anything. That I wanted to be strong and impress him with my obedience more than anything. So, my eyes never leaving his, I ran my fingers through Nicole's hair and told her, "I love penetration too."

Malcolm's eyes went wide, then blazed as he understood. I wanted to make it as hard as possible for myself, to make my obedience to him as meaningful as possible.

I love that look of his. The one that says I couldn't have turned him on any more if I'd tried. I was terribly pleased with myself for thinking of it for about two seconds before Nicole's fingers entered me. They slid into me, and I instantly realized I'd made a terrible mistake. They felt so good spreading me open, rubbing my insides and pressing into my muscles, I thought I was going to explode right there. My pussy squeezed down on her, feeding off her heat, clenching itself closer to cumming with each of her thrusts into me.

But before I could get into serious danger, though, Nicole was pulled off of me! I looked back in surprise to see Sam had pulled her upright, locking her arms around Nicole from behind, and her lips planted on Nicole's neck. Surprisingly, it was Sam that was shaking uncontrollably. She must have been cumming! Nicole looked as ragged as I felt. She clung to her mistresses' arms, just trying to hold on while Sam had her way with her.

"Saved by the bell," Malcolm said.

"I was fine, Sir." He lightly squeezed my sore ass, making me squeak. "Allright, maybe it was a little reckless, but you loved it!"

"Of course I did. It's you being you."

We both watched as Sam had her orgasmic fun with Nicole, squeezing her for all she was worth and thrusting her hips into her from behind. Slowly, her hips slowed, and a lethargic laziness came over her fevered movements. Seeing her made frustration scream through me, my clit throbbed and my pussy clenched, as though in denial that their stimulation was gone. Despite having played the tease and denial game with Malcolm for months, I almost never beg. By that point, though, I was beyond desperation. "Sir, may I please, please cum this time?" I said with as much dignity as I could manage.

"Yes, my love. You've made me very proud today, you deserve it." I beamed.

There was a deep red mark on Nicole's neck when Sam finally released her. "That's going to take some creative dressing to cover," I said, pointing.

"My coworkers are very used to seeing me with scarves on," Nicole panted. "Is it my turn yet?"

We switched places, Sam cuddling into Nicole affectionately on the couch, in the closest thing I'd seen her to dropping her dominant exterior yet. I knelt, then settled myself between Nicole's legs.

It had been a while since I'd been up close and personal with a pussy, I wanted to take my time with her. Nicole wanted none of that, she was lifting her hips up to greet me, but I didn't let her. I settled my arms over her legs to weight her down, and let myself enjoy her.

Her vertical clit hood piercing was new to me. I ran my tongue lightly over it, barely touching Nicole herself, enjoying the way she whimpered and her thighs shuddered trying to get herself to my tongue. Her scent filled my nose, musky and hot to match the desperation in her voice. Her piercing must have been rubbing against her clit itself, because whenever I shifted it, her core rippled in pleasure.

Was this how Malcolm felt when he teased me? It was fun!

Behind me, Malcolm had settled himself. It's one thing to feel him hard and straining in his pants, but it's quite another when his cock is free! He teased his head along my slit, separating my lips and pressing up against my clit, where he let himself throb against me. It was a second before I realized that I was doing the same thing with my hips that Nicole was doing with hers, straining back towards him for more pleasure, trying to get him inside of me.

He must have been really worked up too, because he barely teased me at all before entering me. He slipped into my pussy a little bit at a time, enjoying the way I squeeze my pelvic floor muscles to be as tight as possible as he presses into me. My whole body seemed to sigh as it was filled, filled so much more than my Nicole's tiny fingers, filled to the brim with Malcolm's cock that always seems to press perfectly into every sensitive nerve in my pussy. Somehow, no matter how hot I am, his cock always feels like it's burning up inside of me. I clenched down on him, trying to feel as much of him as I could, loving every thrust into me and throb against me.

And as he gave me pleasure, I took mercy on Nicole and gave her some as well. If I hadn't been pinning her legs, I'm sure she would have crushed my head between her thighs when I sucked her clit into my mouth. I expected her clit ornament to taste metallic, but surprisingly, it didn't. Or if it did, it was nowhere near enough to compare to the flood of juice that was Nicole's cunt. I licked her, from the bottom of her slit slowly all the way through her lips and up over her clit, pressing myself into her as much as I could, loving her taste and smell and feel.

I had to make her cum at the same time as I did, so I tried to mirror Malcolm's rhythm. As he sped up, so did I. As he got me close, I licked faster over her, flicking her piercing in a way that invariably got moans out of her. It was almost like Malcolm was controlling both of us, making us both perform at his pace.

In a perfect world, it would have lasted longer. We would have enjoyed a slow buildup to release and all three cum together. However, Nicole and I had been so close to cumming for so long, it was just beyond our control. After no more than a minute, Nicole's breaths came in progressively shallower gasps and her core tightened as her clit expanded in my mouth. As she gasped that she was cumming, and her clit burst excitedly against my tongue, Malcolm reached under me. Two circles around my clit was all it took. My eyes shut tight and my body did its absolute best to choke the life from his dick.

Having an orgasm after a long period of intense teasing is unlike anything else in the world. I always think I've had my most intense orgasm ever, only to be proven wrong a few weeks later when I get my next one. Trying to label one "the most intense" kind of loses meaning at some point. They all feel like that. There's this second right when I tip over the edge and realize I'm cumming that's like 'Oh shit' and then everything explodes. Every bit of teasing I've endured since my last orgasm gets condensed into a few seconds of off the charts intensity and bursts through me. My body gives up on trifles like breathing and thinking and concentrates on one purpose: experiencing every ounce of pleasure my pussy is giving it to the absolute fullest.

Above me, Nicole moaned and shuddered her way through her own orgasm. Behind and beneath me, Malcolm circled my clit and