Dimitri's Forbidden Submissive(109)
The image, at once arousing and irritating, had her lifting her chin. “What are my restrictions, Master?”
“Ivan said no hard humiliation, no bloodletting, and no giant dildos because he wants her pussy tight when he fucks her.”
“Also,” Ivan said from right behind Rya, “do not beat her ass too hard. We have a long flight back to Russia in a few days and I do not want her uncomfortable.”
The feeling of being surrounded by the two Masters sent her hormones surging and she wanted to rub against Dimitri and climb him like a tree. “Yes, Sir.”
Ivan snapped his fingers. “Gia, come here and help Dimitri undress Rya.”
While Dimitri helped Rya out of her shirt, taking care not to upset her injuries, Gia lifted Rya’s hair to the side and let out a soft gasp. “Holy shit, that’s an awesome tattoo.”
Smiling over her shoulder at Gia, Rya shifted her shoulders so the other woman could get the full effect. “Thank you.”
Ivan frowned and looked at her back, then up at Dimitri. “The wolf has Dimitri’s eyes.”
Flushing, she nodded. “I call Dimitri volk moy, my wolf. I got the tattoo after we had to…be apart for awhile.”
Gia sighed and stroked her fingers over the tattoo. “That is so romantic.”
Ivan grunted. “Don’t even think of it.”
With a giggle Gia winked at Rya, then looked up at Ivan with an innocent expression. “Why, whatever do you mean, Master?”
“No tattoo,” Ivan ran a finger over one of the diamond subdermal implants near the base of Rya’s back. “But this, this is nice.”
Gia knelt behind Rya and Dimitri unbuttoned and unzipped Rya’s pants, pulling them over her hips so the top of her blue lace thong showed. He grasped Rya’s ass in a firm grip and said, “Is very nice.”
“Mmm, I agree,” Gia whispered before she began to gently lick at the lace patterned tattoo on Rya’s lower back.
Even while surrounded by two very strong Masters, Rya’s own dominance rose to the surface. She turned, grabbed Gia’s hair and held her head back. “Did I give you permission to lick me?”
Gia practically melted in her grip and gave her big doe eyes. “No, Ma’am.”
Looking up at Ivan, Rya had to fight a smile at his surprised look, then his slow, pleased smile. A lot of people didn’t understand what being a switch meant for Rya, but she could at once be submissive in a scene and Dominant depending on who she was playing with. It wasn’t an act or anything like that, instead she simply went with what her natural inclinations were. Both Dimitri and Ivan were so über dominant she couldn’t be anything but submissive with them. But Gia was a submissive to her bones and that made Rya want to do very dirty things to her.
Stepping out of her pants, now clad only in her blue thong, she firmed her grip on Gia’s hair and looked around the room, trying to decide what she wanted to play with. Her gaze went past the usual pleasure/pain devices until she came to an adjustable table with a small u-shaped head rest. Without another word she walked across the room, dragging Gia behind her by her hair. It was nice having Ivan with them because she knew he wouldn’t allow Rya to do any real damage with Gia and that gave her the freedom to just go with it rather than worry about the usual first time playdate issues of going too far or not far enough with someone she was unfamiliar with.
“Up on the table, Gia, on your back.”
Dimitri moved behind Rya and began to stroke her body while she helped Gia get comfortable on the table. After adjusting it to the level she needed, she rubbed her butt against Dimitri, groaning low in her throat. She looked up and Ivan was giving Dimitri a warning glare, but her Master only touched her, making her squirm against him while Gia watched them with dark, passion glazed eyes. When Dimitri pinched Rya’s nipple, Gia gasped like it was her own. Rya grinned at Ivan, noting the way he responded to his woman’s arousal. Biting her lip to hold back a moan as Dimitri continued to pinch and pull at her nipples, she leaned over and began to toy with Gia’s piercings. Experimenting with the right amount of pressure, she soon had Gia whimpering and squirming on the table.
Ivan slapped Gia’s inner thigh. “So little control. Be still.”
Rya cried out as Dimitri bit the side of her neck, hard, before saying, “My patience is growing thin, zaika moya. I have been without you for too long. Punish your girl so I can fuck you.”
A streak of naughtiness sizzled through Rya and she stepped away from her Dom with a teasing smile. “Yes, Master.”
Moving over to Ivan, she motioned for him to lean down so she could whisper in his ear. “Can you adjust the table so that I can stand over Gia’s face? I would like for her to eat me out while you flog her pussy and breasts, please.”