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I can feel the ropes tightening around my wrists as I move my hands to get the blood flowing back; they have been numb for…I really can’t say how long. I don’t know how long I have been here. My ankles are tied too but not as painful. As the blood travels back in my extremities, pain resumes. I shouldn’t have done that. Numb was better. He warned me it would happen if I fought the restraints too much. Beside me, she is not moving. I don’t know if she is calm or asleep. He really likes to have total control over us; this is not her first time. The closest part of her that I am able to see is her pussy and her legs spread wide and tied up. I can see the redness on her skin around the ropes. Mine must be the same. I can see the wetness between her lips. She can probably see my juices seeping out of me as we lay there waiting for him to come back. I can also smell her. She smells differently than me, sweeter, I wonder if it really has anything to do with what we eat. At the same time, Samara moves her head and I notice her looking at me, smiling. Her long brown hair is falling in her face. Unable to move it, she tries to blows a strand of hair out of the way but it falls back at exactly the same place and we both start laughing. I have felt like a taunt string all day, laughing is good. It releases some of the pressure I have been holding tight at the bottom of my belly. I close my eyes, let the laugh overcome the anxiety. When I can’t hear her anymore, I open my eyes, look at her face and notice the seriousness on it. Oh no, I think, he is here. I try to twist my head to see the door and I see him, upside down, standing in the doorway. All the anxiety comes rushing back in, but with it comes anticipation and eagerness to finally find pleasure. "You girls look like you are having fun. Do you want me to come back later ?" says Ben with a roguish grin on his face. Samara and I looked at each other, overcome by desire, and I replied "please don’t leave" as she said "no no, stay with us, please". He was getting exactly what he wanted, us begging. Ben and Samara have been married for, what feels to me, like forever. They are both five years older than me. I met Ben a couple months ago and fell in love with him. It was stronger than me, enough that when he asked me to join them, I agreed. Since, I have been part of their life, almost living with them. And I was now slowly falling in love with Samara too. When Ben had introduced me for the first time, she had welcomed me with open arms. I felt loved by both of them ever since. Ben had a very dominant personality and it applied to their sex life as well. I always knew I was submissive but never really tried it, so when I joined them in bed I was glad to finally find the place I had been longing for. The place of a submissive, a toy, a slut and it was great. Today, Ben had tied us both on the bed in the morning and kept us there all day. He enjoyed knowing that we were totally his during this time, that we couldn’t go anywhere, that we couldn’t touch ourselves. When he finally came back, I wasn’t going to let him go so quickly. I had been incredibly aroused all day, only able to think about him, them, playing with me. Ben smiles and walks in the room. I can see his cock getting larger in his jeans. He says to both of us "The first one to make the other one cum gets my cock." Samara and I look at each other and I know we will both do anything to get it first. I approach my face to her pussy and I blow gently on it, moving along the line formed by her lips. I see her shudder, she lets out a deep breath and I know that I got her aroused. I have to pull on the ropes to get to her pussy, I feel my heartbeat in my hands and feet. I keep blowing gently on her and bring my lips to her inner thighs, kiss them and move to the other one. I avoid her pussy and kiss all around it, her lips, her thighs, her mount. Just as I am ready to lick her, I feel Samara’s tongue on my clit. She is alternating between circling it and flicking it. She knows my weakness. My clit will always make me cum. I moan with my face buried between her legs. This must be so hot to watch. Ben must be incredibly hard watching us. I am not sure I want him first anymore. I want him to take his time and be able to make me cum. I lick Samara’s from asshole to clit, many times. It tastes so good and I can feel her thigh muscles contract each time I do it. Her pussy is red and swollen and leaking, so his mine probably. My tongue finally settles on her clit and it is now my turn to flick it, she lifts her hips and push her pussy in my face. I move my tongue from her puffy clit to inside her. I have a good rhythm and keep moving my tongue between the two. I wish my hands were free, to move them on her body and play with her breasts. I can feel and hear her moan as she keeps playing with me. Ben moans in the background, I know he can’t help but stroke as he watches us. The more I lick her, the more juices come dripping out of her. I keep the rhythm I have found, I know pleasure is building up by the way she moves her hips. Samara is very good with her tongue, she is relentless on my clit, I am near the edge. Warmth is building up in my pussy, its spreading to my pussy, and up my spine, my breasts start tingling. I don’t want to cum now. I want to make her cum. Not because I want to win but because I love giving pleasure so much. I try to keep moving my tongue, flicking her clit, but I get all uncoordinated. I can’t hold it in anymore. "May I cum? I am going to cum, please" I exclaimed, shaking. I hear Ben answer "you can but if you do you lose." I want him to say yes to me and I let him know. The moment yes rolls out of his mouth, warmth travels to all areas of my body and I explode, spasming, unable to keep breathing. As I start cuming, I give Samara’s pussy one last lick, the only one I am able to give and she cums with me. She lets out a loud moan as she cum and we are two sweaty mess on the bed. Ben unties us, one limb at a time and takes the time to kiss our sore skin underneath even though he is so engorged he could burst. I am happy Samara won. I love them both and I am grateful for the place they made for me but she had claimed him first. She is his wife. Maybe someday I’ll be lucky enough to be his wife too. ShiningLouna