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dancer-subclarington · 2 years

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Sassy & Subservient: The Two Kinds of Subs Kyla & Charlie

Kyla was unsure at first about using a slave she didn’t know in a scene, but ultimately it wouldn’t be bondage, so she’d be able to leave if something were to go wrong. Plus it helped to have Charlie there with her. Dante was certainly hot, but she was trying to focus on this friendly competition she and Charlie had hatched up. Chastity tended to make her frustrated, but a competition always pushed her to do more than her usual ability. She looked over at Charlie and grinned as this wheely thing roamed her body.

The wheel wasn't too much to take. It wasn't even all that stimulating honestly. Charlie looked over at Kyla and smiled. "See this isn't so bad. You can do it. I mean I'm still gonna win, but.. oh fuck holy shit." The 'Dom' had rolled the wheel with it's sharp points over his balls while pinching his nipple with the other hand. He listened to the man chuckle as he moved over to Kyla. Dante hadn't liked the way they'd been taking things too lightly to start. He chuckled as the boy writhed under the onslaught of pins on his scrotum. He knew how that felt. Like all of your nerves were lit on fire. He dropped the wheel and picked up a feather tickler riding crop combo. He turned the girl over and began by just lightly dragging the feathers over the back of her vulva lips that were exposed outside of the chastity belt before quickly twirling it and laying a series of stinging slaps there instead.

“Yeah, it’s not too bad,” Kyla agreed, watching Dante’s every move. The feather-crop combo making an appearance made her bite her lip. She breathed through the feather sensation, expecting it to last longer, hissing when the crop came down instead. She whined audibly, but otherwise didn’t give anyone any satisfaction. She had a feeling this would quickly become more fun for the slave than it was for her. But this was a skill she should probably work on, anyway- as it seemed holding in orgasms was something a lot of doms seemed to like.

Dante observed the both of them. He was aware that beyond a simple chastity scene this was some kind of little competition between the two of them and his money was on the girl winning. She was strong. The boy was too sensitive, too open, but then again the fact that he'd ended up a slave didn't speak well to his ability to read submissives. He spent some more time on the girl alternating between the soft tickling feathers and the bee sting slaps of the flat leather of the crop. He finally moved closer so that he could tease that little bit of her folds showing with his finger. "I could probably get my finger in there huh? Probably give you that friction your wanting." He acted as if he was going to do just that before moving completely away and to the boy. Judging by the way he'd responded to wheel on his scrotum, he was at least a little turned on by pain. He picked up the violet wand and wasted no time torturing the boy's balls and abdomen with the device. Soon he was moaning and arching off the bench. "You want to cum boy? Just say the word and I'll jack you off and you'll be free. You know you can't resist."

"No Sir. No, I'm fine. Show me how I can please you." He was slipping into subspace fairly quickly. "Can I suck you off Sir?" Please.

Dante chuckled. "I don't think so little mouse." He held the wand against the cage and then moved back to the girl. "Sounds like he's enjoying this hmm? How about you princess? You like this?" He held the wand against her ass cheeks, first one and then the other. "You like letting me use your body for all of my fun. This is so much fun."

Kyla was getting twitchy already, but she told herself twitching was okay. She thought about other things as much as she could- like how the feather was like a little butterfly and the crop was like a bee. She narrowed her eyes at him when he teased her with his fingers, unsure whether it would hurt or help. It wasn’t until the man stepped away from her that she realized she’d been breathing narrowly, now taking a deep breath. Her ears almost perked up like a cartoon when she heard Charlie’s reply. “Oh what the-,” She was certainly not in any special kind of mental state.

Dante returned to her, and she balled her hand into a fist and uncurled it a few times. “Can’t complain. Glad you’re having fun.”

Dante realized that the longer he spent on the girl the better. It would torture the boy just as much to ignore him. He'd be begging in no time at all. "Oh, I certainly am. I have to thank you for renting me for this." He turned her over and pulled out the stirrups from the side of the bench and put her feet in them, exposing her completely to him. He used the wand from her toes all the way up her body looking for her most erogenous zones. As soon as he found one he would stay there letting the electrical stimulation do its work. From time to time he would let a hand slide down his own body to stroke his proud erection, while looking directly into her eyes.

Kyla tried not to whine as her legs were moved out of the way. The wand hit her foot and her body jerked slightly. She got squirmy when it got near the chastity, and remained squirmy until it was away from her abs. She squirmed again when it hit her nipples, and then again when it got to her neck. Seeing him cater to his erection didn’t help, so she looked the other way. “Okay, damn, there’s two subs in the room, ya know.”

Dante chuckled, returning to her nipples. "Look this way princess. I might be a slave, but for this scene I'm a Dom and you will obey me. Don't look away and don't get too sassy either." He applied the wand to her nipples her around the edges of the chastity and then directly on the chastity for long moments before moving away. "How about you mouse? Do want to look away when I touch myself?" He got close to the boy's face, but not nearly close enough. He set the wand down and brought the boy's hand to his erection. "Stroke it nice and easy. Don't stop no matter what I do."

Charlie whimpered at how close the man was without him being able to touch. He thought that being able to touch him would relieve his want for more, but the slowness was just a tease. He was barely grasping the thick length. The man pinched his nipples and he arched off the bench, gasping and moaning. His body was so responsive. "Bet your cock is trying to get hard huh? But no matter how hard you try you ain't getting any satisfaction." He didn't say anything, not even as Dante reached down and gathered some pre-cum that had dribbled out from the cage and down his ass. He brought it up to Charlie's lips. "Suck." And just as quickly as he had the man in his hand and in his mouth he was gone, turned back to Kyla.

"Are you getting wet too little girl? How about we check?" He moved between her legs and swiftly swiped his finger in under the chastity. Not enough to give her more than a brief tingle but enough to gather the wetness there. He brought his finger to her lips, but at the last moment moved and put the finger in his own mouth. "Mmmm, tastes good. Bet it would be awful nice to get a whole mouthful of that sweetness. But not today. Not unless you beg me real good. Of course if you do that you'll lose the bet. Which matters more winning or an orgasm?"

Kyla thought to challenge Dante’s authority, but that wasn’t what the scene was about. Plus he was easily tormenting her as it was, and she figured it would get worse if she made him mad. She turned her head back to face him, her only sign of defiance being the glare she shot to his eyes, knowing her own eyes were probably more green than usual due to her emotions. She watched the man play with Charlie for a minute before looking up at the ceiling to try and center herself. It held up at least enough that she didn’t fully hear what the man had said, and didn’t twitch when he touched her. For the time being, she was determined not to beg this guy for anything. Not because he was a slave, but because he was annoying her. “Winning and orgasms are usually synonymous,” she mumbled. “But I’m competition-starved, so I’ll go with winning.”

Dante ignored the defiant look the girl shot him and looked over at Charlie whimpering on the bench and smirked. "Well it looks like you're winning. Though I can't tell if he wants to released or if he just wants to keep touching me." He stood between her legs and started kissing, sucking, and licking the soft, pale skin of her thighs. Maybe a little killing with kindness would bring her closer to wanting that belt off. He was enjoying himself thoroughly and found himself hoping she would break so that he could taste her sweet core and listen to that sassy mouth moaning.

Kyla didn’t chance looking at Charlie- she thought it would psych her out. But what psyched her out was a hot tongue and warm lips on her skin. When her back arched, she knew she didn’t have a whole lot of time left. She could try getting into Charlie’s head, but she’d always found that tactic too underhanded. She stayed quiet for a while, but once a small sound escaped her, a moan followed.

Dante smiled as he placed one last kiss right to the little bit of luscious folds that peaked out. As much as he had picked a favorite at this point he wouldn't want to be unfair. He returned to the boy and gave him the same treatment, pulling equally delicious moans and cute little kitten sounds that he thought would be fun to play around with.

Charlie was amazed at how pulled together Kyla was. None of this seemed to be affecting her. She'd even sassed the man back. When she did moan, Dante predictably abandoned her to play with Charlie. It was like he was edging them without even touching them. He hadn't expected the kisses on his thighs though. He melted into each and every touch, making sounds he probably should have been ashamed of. "Ahh, thank you Sir. Thank you. Wh... ahhhh.. ohh fuck.. Sir!!"

Once Dante felt Charlie's legs shaking he moved back to Kyla. "You might be beat. I think he likes this. Though he's softer than you by a country mile so..." He took her hand and put it on his cock. "How do you think it would feel inside of you princess? Pretty good hm?"

Kyla groaned as Dante walked away from her at a frustrating moment in time. She knew she didn’t like chastity, but she really didn’t remember it being this annoying. The fact she wasn’t pinned down by anything was actually not helping her, as it left her free to squirm and jerk around. Charlie’s words grabbed her attention and she looked over before she could think about it. He *was* enjoying this. She was pretty submissive herself, but there wasn’t anyone here she cared to impress very much. “I’m definitely beat,” she confessed, though still annoyed. “But not yet.” The nickname ‘princess’ had always been fun for her, so she dropped a curse when he said it in the context. “I imagine it feels good. Not sure you’ll get to find out though. I signed up for a contest, and while I’ll lose it, that doesn’t mean you’ll get to win.” She might have seemed tough, but she knew she only had the courage to even speak right then because she was frustrated. “Having a good time, Charlie?”

Dante had to admit that he was impressed. In another life this girl would have been exactly what he'd have wanted in a partner. God, in another life he would be a free Dominant and someone like this girl, sassy, strong, and sexy would be his submissive. "Fair enough. Maybe another day we can both win. I can be rented for all kinds of things." He let her continue to hold his cock, shift his hips to get some small satisfaction.

Charlie was floating in subspace at this point. He nodded. "Yeah... yeah s'real nice ain't it Kyla? I hope you win. Can Sir touch me again please?"

Kyla looked down as he moved around, grinning silently when she realized what he was doing. “Oh another day, maybe.” It gave her some semblance of satisfaction to know that he wasn’t completely satisfied himself at that moment. She had no idea how Charlie was doing this- the guy sounded delirious enough to be high. She flicked her eyes at Dante, seeing if he’d walk away. “There’s no way in hell I’m winning this, but thank you.” If she wasn’t a competitive person, she’d go ahead and tap out. But there she was, a very rare moment of stubborness taking over. She wasn’t going to succomb to defeat until she was actually defeated. “Sir can totally touch you again, don’t you worry.”

Dante couldn't help the thrill Charlie's 'Sir' sounded. There was no play acting in it. He was too far gone for that. He moved over and decided that it was time for him to enjoy himself as much as possible. He moved over to Charlie's head and presented himself to him. "Suck boy."

Charlie let out a slow relieved whimper and took the member into his mouth, sucking and licking in all the ways he hoped would give the Dom pleasure. He moaned happily around the cock in his mouth, forgetting entirely his own. It was actually a relief not to have to worry about coming or not. It was off the table so all he had to do was focus on pleasing the other man. And Kyla if she wanted too.

Kyla took time to breathe, and tried to regulate herself again. But her heat was irritated by now- it needed some attention. But whether or not to give in was her challenge. She usually liked to please, but she found that she was okay with this push and pull with Dante. “That mouth though,” she chuckled to Charlie. “Where do I sign up?”

Dante looked over. He was close enough that he could cup one of her breasts and toy with her nipple while thrusting lightly into Charlie's willing mouth. "It's pretty good. Bet I could order him between your legs princess. But I could probably order him to take off that cage right now too. You could win. Right here and now." He pulled himself away from Charlie, who whimpered at the loss, and turned toward Kyla. "Or we could keep this fun going for a good long time." He presented her with his glistening cock, wet with Charlie's saliva, but he didn't order her as he had the boy. She was too sassy for throw away orders.

“You could order him to do a lot of things right now,” she said, trying not to enjoy being touched but failing at it as she moaned. “Winning by cheating isn’t as fun.” Her eyes were shut tight, and her toes were curled up. “You’ve gone and irritated me,” she shrugged. “You should finish the deal.”

He was impressed. "Good girl. I'm glad you're not a cheater." He stroked himself as he walked around to stand between her legs. He reached out to his tray of toys and found a pair of nipple clips. He wasn't trying to be cruel so he was careful as he clamped them one at a time on the stiff peaks, and only flicking them teasingly. Once he was pleased with the effect he found a small vibrator and placed it on the metal piece covering her little bud and hidden core, letting the vibrations do their job while he used his free hand to stroke his cock. "Keep your eyes on us boy. Don't look away even once. I want you to reach out and see if you can touch Kyla's breast. Just hold it like a good boy. Her skin is very soft. Caress it."

Charlie had no problem touching Kyla. He smiled dopely at her. "You're really good at this Kyla." What **this **was and what defined good was really beside the point for him now.

The praise did its thing for Kyla, which was weird because this wasn’t someone she was trying to impress. Her whole body was buzzing with unfulfilled energy, so when the clamps and the vibe came out, she sighed of relief. “There ya go,” she said with faux encouragement, knowing the dom-leaning slave didn’t need it.

Once everything was in place, it was waves of grunts as Kyla fought to keep her mouth closed until she physically couldn’t anymore. The moans started and didn’t stop until after she’d cum, and calmed down from it, breathing deeply. “What kind of witch magic do you have, Charlie?”

"Yeah. Feels good huh little one. Just feeling all those little vibrations. Can you imagine how it would feel if I put this vibe right on that what I'm sure is an adorable little clit. But not with this belt on. Not gonna happen. Umm, I'm about ready to pop. Guess if that happens maybe you both lose." He reached up and squeezed the clamp on her nipple. "I'll try to hold out just like you."

Charlie wasn't quite sure he knew what she was talking about. He wasn't really even touching her much since she was just about out of reach completely. "Does it feel good? I feel so good right now." His body was wriggling and writhing in direct conflict to the rest of his demeanor. It was almost as if the torture of his body was feeding the contentment of his mind.

Kyla let herself loose, all but thrashing as she laid there until the spasming stopped for a moment. “Okay, *now* he can win.” She decided. “Get this thing off me before I kill someone.” She of course wouldn’t do anything but throw a stuffed animal across her room and then apologize to it, but Dante didn’t need to know that. And beyond that, she did not enjoy not cumming, so if sweet bliss was kept from her longer, it was possible that she could get a little murderous.

Dante was actually relieved when she gave in. He quickly unlocked and removed the chastity belt, moving the vibe right on to her clit. It was indeed very cute and wet. "You lost princess, but I still think you deserve a reward. Would you like my cock or my mouth?"

“Losing sucks,” she mumbled with a pout, having to actively remind herself that the misery was over now. She considered him for a moment, but went with what she felt was a safer option since she didn’t know him. “Mouth. If you can make magic with it quickly.”

"I definitely can." He knelt down and dove in with all of the pent up passion of the scene. She did taste sweet and he dove his tongue in and out while sucking lightly. Keeping the vibrator in place he knew it wouldn't be long now. He reached down and tugged at his cock hoping to find his release as she did.

Kyla found a rhythm and moved with Dante, the frustration releasing itself giving way to immediate relief. She stayed connected to his mouth until all the aftershocks had come and gone. “Im going to assume you were successful in getting yourself off,” she said to Dante, pulling herself up to a seated position and looking to Charlie. “You won, Char. You still alive over there?”

Dante fell over the edge the moment he felt a flood of sticky release in his mouth. He stayed where he was breathing into her folds and nodding his assent. The scene was over and he was a slave again. When she sat up and spoke to Charlie he realized his job as a Dom wasn't quite over yet. He wiped his mouth and quickly moved over to remove the cage. He helped Charlie to sit up and whispered in his ear. "Good job baby. You did so good. I'm sorry you didn't get to please me more. We'll make that happen as a reward later alright? You were very good and I'm proud of you." He moved back from his ear and hugged him lightly.

Charlie smiled at her, never having taken his eyes off of her just as he was ordered. "That was amazing Kyla. You and Sir did so good." His voice was a little ragged. The Dom helped him out of the cage and to sit up. "Thank you Sir. Thank you."

"Okay you two. The guard is probably going to come get me soon. I want you to give each other a lot of after care. Lots of water for Kyla and quiet for Charlie. And hugs for you both. Sound good?"

Kyla was prepared to pull Charlie together- she’d already decided that she wouldn’t leave him there in his condition. If he wanted to continue in a scene right now with Dante, she’d stay with them and watch- it didn’t seem right to leave Charlie when he wasn’t quite in his right mind. She was delightfully surprised to see Dante continue his job as a dom, taking care of Charlie himself. She didn’t want to stick around long enough to see how he’d be treated by the guards, so she tracked down the clothes she’d thrown off and put them on. “Got it, Sir,” she replied with a flushed smile, taking Charlie’s hand and looking to him. “Lets go, sorcerer.”

Dante nodded and smiled sadly. "In another life," he said to her cryptically. In another life she would be perfect for him. But in this lifetime he was just a slave. He decided he'd keep watch over and make sure she didn't end up where he was.

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