It's been an intense three weeks living with Liam. With a crash course in stripping from Jacob, who works at his club, and Liam assigning himself as my personal trainer, I've had little time to rest around my other duties. After everything I said, I decided to take up his job offer because, quite frankly, I need the money. With Liam also having financial issues, I see it as a way to help him as well by working for my keep. Ultimately, I am also fulfilling some of his voyeuristic desires, which has further increased my sense of usefulness to him.

The day for my first performance in front of anyone other than Liam has arrived, and I stand in front of the mirror in the playroom and slip on the clothes laid out for me. Liam has chosen a vampire-themed party this time, and I feel ridiculous as I stare at my reflection in a sheer, black shirt with lacy cuffs. It doesn't do up entirely at the front either, leaving most of my chest bared. I pull on my poppered, jacquard-print trousers, then carefully stick in the individual fangs.

I take a final moment to tidy my hair, which is now wavy and at an awkward stage where it doesn't behave because I've been banned from cutting it, then return to my Master, who's dressing in his own bedroom. He's dressed similarly to me, holding an ornate black cane with his golden hair tied back, but his shirt is white instead. He smiles as he notices me approaching and reaches out to stroke my face affectionately. I close my eyes and sigh with contentment. These fleeting, tender moments are what I crave, and all that I do is to deserve this. My Master is my everything.

Liam's ferocity has kicked up since I'd moved in, and my super-brat switch behaviour is no longer tolerated, especially my smart mouth, which is my ultimate downfall. He's realised I enjoy his retaliation to the provocation, to the point he has been forced to drag me over his knee and spank me with the tawse on my bare arse, hard, without any sex involved. It's the only implement that I find severe enough to safe-out on, and the mere sight of it has me quaking in my boots. However, the thrillseeker in me loves it, so I still haven't admitted to him that, actually, the sex afterwards isn't always my end goal. I adore the attention he gives me in aftercare, and I have pride in the marks I'm left with, especially when he's been particularly savage. That drug-like natural high is also extremely addictive, so I can't help but chase after it at any chance.

He presses his muscular body against me and pulls me in for a kiss within his tight embrace. I can only guess he's being exceptionally generous because I'm playing a massive part in his plans for tonight. I've been explicitly instructed to give a lap dance to someone I'm interested in for our later playtime. The enormous task of choosing our third relies on my success in seducing someone. If she's not interested in what we're offering, then it can't be helped, but I don't want to fail him by getting stage fright, even if my heart isn't in it.

"Are you feeling nervous, Lover?"

"Yes, Master." Simple and to the point. Exactly as he likes my answer.

"Remember to breathe, and you'll be fine," he says with gentle reassurance and a squeeze on my shoulder. "We'd better hurry up, or we'll be keeping our guests waiting."

Thirty minutes later, I'm standing behind Liam, collared and wearing my red-and-black wristband. Claudia is discussing her holiday plans with Robert, whom I remember from the nightclub, and a few others, whose names I don't know out of disinterest. Whilst listening to them, I soon learn that there is a hierarchy here, and those nearer the top are allowed to approach new guests first. To get into Liam's clique, you have to impress him, which is rare, and he already appears visibly bored with the way he's tapping his feet.

Suddenly, Claudia turns to me. She's just as impressively dressed as she was when we met, in a black corseted ball gown, but I'm still happy with my decision to ignore her, as Liam had urged me to. She licks her plumped lips seductively. "Liam, you must lend me your little puppy sometime."

"I don't know if I want to share my toy with you, Claudia."

It's not the answer she wants, and she immediately pouts. "You didn't prevent me from playing with your old submissive with you in October."

"I was preoccupied that night, and Charlotte had upset you. It was my way of apologising," he says, shrugging. Liam then turns to look at me. He appears to be gauging my reaction to this revelation with the way his eager eyes peer into mine. "Would you like for us to go off and play with Claudia tonight?"

"No, Master. I only wish to be your plaything," I reply.

Liam smiles, clearly pleased with my response. "Sorry, Claudia, but this one is just mine for now."

Whilst Claudia scowls at not getting her claws into me yet, James approaches with his two women with collars on. They're wearing black dresses with large white bows and plaited pigtails like a pair of creepy twins. Still recognisable from the club we met, despite the lack of nudity. Unlike me, who's struggling to stand at attention and not fidget, they seem to actually be well-behaved as they appear to stare through me, expressionless.

The temptation to test that resolve rises, so I pull a face from behind Liam's back. A smile twitches on both of their faces, and I inadvertently let out a snigger, giving the game away. Liam glares at me. "Here! Now!"

I obey by standing before him, and Liam slaps me hard across the face in front of his guests, not tolerating my transgression. It stings, but the redness won't last long, and it's not a deterrent. I love the feeling of being in contact with him, but he turns back to talk to his friends and resumes ignoring me. I'm restless. These parties are dull, with people standing around looking pretentious and having mundane conversations about flight plans, Botox, and their thriving or dwindling investments. I'd rather not deal with this.

As I glance around, wondering what mischief to do next to get Liam's attention, I glimpse the lithe figure of someone flittering between the other guests at the far end of the room like a dazzling flash of colour amongst the dreary dark suits and gowns. I dart my eyes, seeking the mythical vision out urgently before eventually finding her.

I sigh with relief and continue to observe her from behind Liam, mesmerised as she floats around the room in a cobalt-blue cocktail dress. I've never seen someone so striking. Her gracefulness is breathtaking as she moves like a petal scattered on a breeze, with her vibrant red, wavy hair cascading past her shoulders. She doesn't seem shy as she attempts to approach others, unaware of etiquette, yet she clearly doesn't belong in this world from the way she pauses to absorb the ballroom's elaborate finery, just like I had done a moon ago. As she finally moves closer, I catch a peek of her leather wristband. It's red.

"Who have you got your eye on, Lover?" Liam asks in a hushed tone, noticing my distraction.

"No one, Master," I lie.

Liam turns to James, and I see him whisper into his ear, his lip curled. James responds, but I can't hear what he's saying, either, but recognise a nod.

As the vixen approaches, she takes one glance at Liam and then at me. Her eyes travel down to both of our wrist bands. My one piques her interest, and she furrows her brow. The rest of the sharks instantly home in on her as expected.

"Well, what do we have here?" Claudia declares, eyes wide.

Unlike Liam, who can keep his face relatively calm if he wants, Claudia's instantly betrays her excitement.

"Hi. I'm Selena," she answers cheerily, unaware of the danger swarming around her.

"Hello Selena, it's a pleasure to meet you," Liam says, stealing the kill by lifting her hand to his mouth for a light kiss. "My name is Liam."

Her face flushes in embarrassment as he turns on his charm and smiles at her. She does an awkward curtsy, unbefitting of Liam's expectations. "Oh, you're one of the organisers! Thank you so much for having me."

"The pleasure is all mine, I assure you. Now, let me introduce you to some people. This is James, whom I'm sure you've already spoken to. This here is Claudia and my good friend Robert. Finally, this is Matthew, my partner and my submissive."

Her hand reaches to shake mine, breaking with the expected protocol, and she blushes again at my touch. Unlike Liam, who generally feels cold, she is incredibly warm and inviting. I wish I had permission to talk to her.

She starts speaking about herself, and it turns out she is a blogger who documents her experiences. She's a year older than me and is currently in her second year of university. James came across her website and invited her to broaden her experiences.

I listen quietly as she speaks, then Liam whispers in my ear. "Time to get ready, Lover. Have you decided who you're going to lap dance for?"

He nods towards Selena with a wide grin on his face, but I shake my head. She deserves a fulfilling relationship with a caring dominant or protector, not with a hardcore sadist and a complication like me. Liam gives me a curious look, but without another word, I walk off to get myself ready.

In the little side room Liam had taken me to last month, I meet with Jacob, who helps me apply oil to my body. I then stroke myself until I get an erection and put on the elastic band that'll keep me in a semi. My heart is racing as I check the routine off in my head. Liam is sure to punish me if I mess up, but it'll likely involve something I don't like. I practised the performance with Jacob many times in advance, so it shouldn't be too complicated unless I get stage fright. It also isn't going to last too long, either, and I'm not the only one doing it, but there's so much pressure on my shoulders. I'd much rather do this at the club in front of a hundred women where no one knows me.

Minutes later, there's a brisk tap on the door, which is our cue, and I pull my gold mask on. The three of us are wearing the same outfit, so I shouldn't be recognised immediately. Jacob clasps a hand on my arm and gives me a smile to steady my nerves, continuing to be nothing but friendly towards me. Adrenaline is rushing through me, but there is no turning back now.

The rest of the lights have been dimmed, and chairs have been laid out for everyone. I try not to make eye contact with anyone as we stride onto the stage area to 'Venus In Furs' by Electric Wizard and slide onto our knees. Cheers erupt as I kneel and undo my belt. I look for Liam and spot him sitting impassively at the back, with his arms crossed over his chest. Every time I did this with him whilst I practised my routine, we had mindblowing sex afterwards. Generally, he still needed to use the cane first, but it didn't take many strokes to get him aroused. I'm interested in what his reaction will be tonight.

I remain fixated on Liam's reaction while I continue to undress and remove my shirt, throwing it at a nameless person. There's a huge temptation to just give him the lap dance and forget about the third person he wants. Apart from Selena, there is no one else of interest to me. All I need is my Master, and I don't like to share. I rip my trousers off and throw them off the stage, feeling more confident from the cheers. It's nearly time for the next bit.

The music changes to Nine Inch Nails' Closer. I slip off the stage to approach Liam, but then find that he is no longer sitting. He points towards the red-headed woman, guiding me to her position near the front, as a cruel smile spreads across his face. It suddenly hits me that the decision has become his. My interest towards her was far more noticeable than I thought.

I promptly approach her, and she giggles as I take her hand, and blushes as she did earlier. "I'm a little shy," she mouths to me, drowned out by the music.

She sits down on one of the chairs placed on the stage, with my hands on her bare, warm shoulders. I move over her lap, then start to grind against her just far enough away, so my erection doesn't quite touch her. I need to gauge her reaction and comfort level towards me first.

I place my hands over hers and encourage her to hold my arse as I continue. She doesn't let go and chews her lip, obviously enjoying the view. She's absolutely stunning with thick, dark lashes, and at this close distance, I notice that her eyes are hazel just like mine. Her lips are full and lusciously rosy as her cheeks, and then my mind wanders to thoughts of her breasts. Are her nipples just as perky and delightfully pink?

Reluctantly tearing myself away to face the other guests, I lower the back of my underwear, giving her a quick view of my arse. With her hands within mine again, I run them down either side of my legs, then gently let go. I want her to touch me. With my body weight dropped, I kick my legs back, so they're over her lap and behind the chair.

She lets out a giggle as she feels my sizeable cock, fully aroused, pressing against her. I grind again, and her hands start to stroke me without invitation, making me catch my breath slightly. Her heated expression mirrors mine as I turn to glance at her over my shoulder. I'm able to take this further.

Mindful of having to keep to the timing given to me, I slide off and drop onto my knees. I've already wasted time by approaching Liam first.

I get off my knees slowly, with my face close to her legs, and I linger suggestively between her thighs. Moving within millimetres of her, I detect a hint of mandarin, grapes and musk. I almost forget everything else that follows as I'm struck by my urgent need to taste her.

Tonight, I want to take her as mine.

Her hand gently touches my shoulder, so I lean in and kiss her as I come up, not wanting to delay my rampant desire for her any longer. Her other hand strokes the front of my underwear, then her fingers tighten around my shaft, making me break the contact with her lips in a gasp of surprise. I always envisioned the titillation of striptease being harder on the person in the seat, not the other way around.

I slip my fingers through my waistband, and teasingly, I start to lower them until my member is released. I hover over her lap again and gyrate, allowing her to touch me as she wishes. But, instead of reaching for my unleashed cock, her fingers trace the tattoo up my side and stroke the small scar above it as she maintains eye contact with me.

The music ends, and I lift up my mask to kiss her gently. To stop here is far too cruel, given the state I'm worked up to, but I've been ordered to lay only the groundwork. My desire for her needs to wait.

"I want you," I whisper in her ear, speaking to her for the first time. "Play with us, tonight."

Her eyes widen in astonishment at recognising me, and she remains stunned as I replace my mask with a dirty wink. I take her hand and help her off the stage, passing Liam on the way, who's up to do his short speech. A smile is on his face, like the cat with the cream. I haven't messed up too much, and I have made it abundantly clear that I'm attracted to her. It is now her decision whether to take it further than this.

"Go and get her a drink," Liam says quietly in passing.

I remove two glasses of champagne from someone nearby with a tray, then hand her one as I down my own. She's quiet and seems nervous again, unlike when her hands went wandering across my body. I then notice I'm being eyed up by everyone else and remember I'm naked. Even with my mask on, most of the people in this room know who I am, recognising my tattoos from last month.

Claudia shoves a couple out of her way and glowers at me with her nostrils flared. "So what on earth is going on here then? Don't tell me Liam is allowing you to play with others when he refused me earlier."

I shake my head, but I'm not allowed to speak to her, even if I think she is owed an explanation. I turn to face the stage and see that Liam has been joined by James. He raises his champagne glass towards us in a toast, and I clink mine with Selena, standing quietly next to me.

"My guests, I am honoured to see you all here today. I hope you have all enjoyed yourself so far. Let's have a wonderful time tonight, making memories and new friends."

The doors open, and, like last time, the guests start filtering out. Selena hangs back with me, then brushes her hand against mine, deciding upon me as well. I know I'm attractive if nothing else, and I'm arrogant enough to point it out any chance I get if needed. Training under Liam's guidance and firm hand has improved my results, so I'm physically at my best all year. But I'm struggling to understand how someone who seems so bright-eyed and lovely can be interested in getting involved with the two of us.

She must be a real dirty girl under this facade. I've already had a glimpse of it, and I desperately want to bare it all.

"So let's go and talk," Liam says on his return, noting her hand within mine. We follow him into the side room for what will be a long and complicated discussion. He ushers Selena to a seat, and I remain standing at attention. "So, Selena, you're probably wondering what is going on here? I'm Matt's Dom and romantic partner. He is a masochist, but he can also be dominant, so we're looking for someone to join us."

Selena flicks her eyes over me again in interest. If I were an 'all you can eat' buffet, she'll be having her fill. But honestly, if Liam hadn't given me strict instructions to follow, we'd probably have ended up fucking straight up on the stage already with how ravenous I'm feeling. For her sake, she should probably refuse.

"And you're asking me to be that person?" she asks, growing shy before him as she notices my attention upon her. The delectable reddness rushes down her fair skin beyond her plunging cleavage, making me stiffen again. I cannot wait to hear the kind of noises she makes if I have my way with her.

Liam has clocked it too and squeezes my buttocks hard in warning. "Matthew is eye-catching, isn't he? You're allowed to admit you want him and find him sexy... It's a thrill to reveal my belongings to others and watch them covet what I have."

She remains crimson. "I'm allowed to? So how will this work?"

"Well, I want you to be submissive to both of us when I ask of it, but I'd love to watch you fuck him. I derive pleasure knowing others desire him and enjoy his body as much as I do—" We'd spoken about it multiple times, but hearing him voice his turn-ons to her in such a perverse way is utter filth. I'm unable to remain impassive and swallow while listening to him continue discussing me as if I'm a commodity. "—I love watching other people getting off to his exposed body. You find it desirable, so I wish to share it with you, provided it's mutually beneficial. You are submissive, aren't you? What are your limits?"

"I don't do whips, or breath-play... Humiliation, either."

"That's completely fine. Matt is the pain slut, so I don't need another who can tolerate so much. Bondage?"

"I love being tied up," she smiles. "I'm quite flexible."

Liam's face lights up. "Do you like shibari?"

Whilst I stand quietly listening to them discussing boundaries, I feel relieved that Liam isn't looking for another masochist. I really want her, but I don't want someone taking my role from me. It's my only connection to Liam, and if he seeks another for that, I fear being sidelined.

"I'm hoping for something more long-term," she finally says to him. "Would that be possible?"

"Selena, we're looking for something long-term, too. We're both bi, and we're proposing a polyamorous relationship."

She looks over at me, then at my wristband again. "So you're telling me that Matthew can also be dominant?"

"Yes, he's a switch. He doesn't behave well with weak doms. He would challenge me if I weren't strict enough with him, but he'll be more than happy to put you over his knee and tie you down."

"Is it okay if I take some time to think about it? This is a lot to take in at once."

"Yes, take your time. You can find us in my playroom upstairs when you're ready to talk to us about your decision. Please ask a member of staff to bring you. If you need longer than that, we'll understand, but you're welcome to have some fun with us first."

She gets up and quickly leaves. It's definitely not a decision she should make lightly, but I hope she'll join us. We head upstairs to Liam's playroom. I kneel, expecting him to want to play with me, but instead, he flops onto the bed with a sigh.

"Come and join me, Matt," he says, patting the bed.

I sit next to him, feeling confused at the lack of playtime. Instantly, his lips are on me, soft but passionate. "What's wrong?" I ask between the kisses.

"You were so fucking hot. I wanted to rip your underwear off with my teeth!"

I laugh loudly. "Really? I wasn't bad? I'm sure I was shaking."

"Not at all. I wouldn't have been able to handle a lap dance from you in front of everyone. I'd definitely end up fucking you, right there on the stage."

"Mm, Liam. Well, now I wish I had gone against your decision. I wouldn't have minded getting carried away with you in front of everyone else."

"I hope Selena decides to join us. I think she'll be a perfect fit, and she's incredibly sexy."

"Sounds like you're more attracted to her than me," I joke.

"No one could replace you. You're my favourite as long as you tolerate my punishments. Just don't let her become your favourite, either. I come first."

"I wouldn't dream of it..."

"I think I can fuck you without torturing you tonight. I'm still turned on by watching you." He rolls on top of me and gently enters me after lubricating his cock. I groan as he thrusts, enjoying the intimacy between us. His hands hold mine against the bed, and he looks down upon me with warmth. "Look at me, Matthew, whilst I make love to you."

My stomach flips, and I feel a soft glow inside. "We're making love?"

"Yes, Matt. I'm making love to you tonight. I love you," he says, stroking my cheek.

"I love you too, Liam," I respond, feeling tearful. He's never told me this before. "You're everything to me, Master."

He smiles, then kisses me again. His eyes are dilated amorously as I gaze up upon his face as he slowly makes love to me.

A knock on the door interrupts us, but we continue with our lovemaking as I kiss his neck and daringly leave love bites on his chest. Selena enters, then cautiously comes closer to the bed as Liam beckons her over.

"Sorry, I didn't realise you would be busy." She tries to look away, glancing everywhere in the room except at the two of us. I could almost laugh at the absurdity when she wouldn't have returned to us if she weren't into it.

"You're not bothering us. In fact, watch whilst we make love," Liam responds whilst becoming rougher with me.

I look over to her and smile, enjoying how naughty this feels with a witness. She darts her eyes away again, slightly flustered, so I reach out and take her hand to urge her over to sit next to us. "I'd like it if you keep watching, too."

Liam picks up the pace, grinning widely. He loves having an audience in the act, and I'm now completely on board with it.

I groan as he brings me close. My hand reaches down to touch myself, and a wave of pleasure rushes through me as I pump. I look up at the mirror, but then my view is blocked by Liam, who kisses me again, with his tongue slipping inside my mouth.

His hands reach my arse and grab tight, then I feel him release inside, so I finish myself off, cumming over my stomach. We lay for a minute regaining our breath, then I clean myself up before turning to Selena. My hand reaches out to her again, and I pull her in for a kiss, fiercely.

My tongue enters her mouth, and she gasps as she discovers my tongue piercing twirling around hers. I push her down beneath me and continue to kiss her passionately. I want her, and my time with Liam hasn't quenched that thirst. She sighs in happiness, and her hand strokes down my side, urging me on, but her cheeks burn profusely. I don't think she is used to this kind of situation, with two men, but she doesn't stop Liam from removing her shoes one at a time, then kissing the arch of one of her feet. I wonder how she'll cope with our hands and mouths all over her body?

She lets out a small moan of pleasure, arching her body into mine. My mouth trails down to her throat, and I kiss her there, eliciting more sighs from her. The delicate fruity scent hits me again as her wrists pass over my shoulders, nudging me to move downwards.

I pull down the front of her dress and gaze upon her deliciously full breasts. Her nipples are small and rosy pink, just as I had imagined. I dip my head and kiss her breasts, then suck and nibble on her nipples until they're perkily aroused, and she fills the room with her whimpers. Then, pinching both between my thumb and forefinger, I gently pull, which makes her gasp out again.

I glance back and see that Liam is working up her legs, pushing her dress up as he kisses along her inner leg. He stops when he exposes her black lace panties.

"You wanna do this, baby girl?"

She nods determinedly. I turn to sit across her waist, facing away from her. I want to touch her at the same time as Liam, but without removing them, he pulls them aside. She's completely hairless apart from a landing strip of hair and slick with desire for us, which glistens on her delicate skin. As he slides two fingers in, I stroke her clit gently.

"Just tell us to stop or use the word 'red,'" Liam says.

"How does it feel to have us both play with you?" I ask, smirking at Liam.

"Good," she sighs. "Better than I imagined."

I'm already aroused again, and I reach my hand out to Liam's face and kiss him. My mouth parts to let him deepen our kiss with his tongue. Right now, we're equals for the first time, and both of us just want pleasure and to give Selena a fun time. I'll take everything that I can from this rare opportunity.

"I love you," I whisper, feeling closer towards him.

"And I, you," he responds, before kissing me again.

"Who do you want to fuck first, babe?" I ask breathlessly as Liam breaks contact with my lips to get a condom from the drawer.

Selena glances down at my erect manhood before trailing upwards over my extensive inkwork, a stark contrast to Liam's pure canvas returning beside me. The difference between us is significant, and she makes her preference known while quickly flicking between us. "You, Matthew."

It's hard to hide my satisfaction at being chosen first, and a smile crosses my lips before I answer. "Then I hope you can handle me."

Liam sits behind and carefully unzips Selena's dress to lift it over her head, revealing her sexy, defined body. She doesn't seem nervous anymore as I finish undressing her by peeling her panties down her legs, which I bunch up into my fist. Instead, her hazel eyes flare as she takes in my physique before her, anticipating my next move while I unroll the condom over my cock.

I swallow back my own bundle of nerves. This entire time, I've been holding back since establishing we're mutually into each other, and I can already tell this is more than a fleeting spark of attraction. She's possibly the most captivating woman I have ever met, and it's a struggle to look away from her eyes while she stares back at me. All the others, Louise and Charlotte included, never stoked my passion this fast. Conversation was needed first to lubricate me into being drawn into an encounter. I am very much intrigued by her, and those kisses we've shared have only fuelled my thirst to get better acquainted.

I make the first move by raising her up, so she's sitting on me with an arm looped around her waist. I need someone who can cope with my size, so she needs to prove we're compatible. "Oh my god!" she exclaims as I enter.

Liam laughs. "Matthew is a big boy, isn't he?"

"Mm-hm... Uhh..." Selena groans into my shoulder as she acclimatises to my cock spreading her open. "Wait..."

"Then ride me when you're ready, babe," I say, flashing a grin.

I allow her to guide this first encounter together, and she begins to grind upon my lap with her arms encircling my neck. Liam's hands reach around to caress her breasts and pinch her nipples. I thought I'd be jealous of seeing him touch someone else, but actually, this just seems normal between us with Selena. Everything I worried about no longer bothers me. This experience surpasses all my expectations.

Our bodies move clumsily in inexperience towards each other, but gradually we establish a rhythm with her hands guiding me into thrusting. It feels exquisite inside her. I haven't been with a woman for months, and the delicious warmth of her pussy tightening around my cock brings me close, quickly. I'd slow down if I could, but I don't think that's happening tonight. It feels too fucking good, and I groan as she bucks her hips against me, opening up to take me deeper.

"Mm... Keep going... Uhh..." Her eyes close in bliss.

"Like this, baby? You're so wet... God, you feel so nice!"

My hands squeeze her buttocks. That comment about being 'quite flexible' was certainly an understatement, given her lack of fatigue and the increasing depth she's granting me compared to others I've been with. I can't keep my hands off her with each caress spurred on by thick, urgent moans that follow. Did playing around in bed ever feel this compulsive before? I can barely breathe as we kiss again, with Liam's lips and hands tickling over every inch of my neck, back and thighs.

She cries out as she climaxes, and I shift her onto her knees so she can kiss Liam. My hand wraps around her fiery hair, and I start thrusting deeply, making her cry out again. Liam's eyes widen at the aggression I show as I fully commit to my release. He has never seen me like this with another.

I make her take all of me, speeding up as I claim her tight, pulsating pussy, and I growl when I cum moments later. Liam swaps and takes my place as I get up to find some soft, red rope from the nearest rack. Liam grins widely at my initiative and holds her head down as he fucks her, whilst I bind her wrists together in a basic double column tie, then attach it to the headboard.

I kneel in front of her and pull her onto my cock. She sucks enthusiastically, but I grip her by the hair again and keep her head in place as I start to fuck her mouth and deep throat her with as much as I can fit in.

"Mmm, baby girl," I groan as pleasure sweeps over me. "You're so good at this..."

I make eye contact with Liam and watch as he releases his own orgasm with a deep groan. As he withdraws, I decide to step things up. Unlike the failure of a threesome with Ruth and then Becka with Justin, I can be sexually active with both participants.

I pull her down onto the bed and begin to lick between her legs on my hands and knees. Her pussy is deliciously juicy from the attention we have already given her, and I expose her clit by pulling back the hood. It deserves another orgasm or three, I can't help but think. I glance back at Liam and wiggle my backside as an invitation to fuck me.

He enters me as I pleasure her with my tongue. Her face is flushed, and her sweet moans fill the room once more. I could do this for hours with both of them, taking my time to enjoy the pleasure we can bring to each other. Selena cries out with another orgasm, and I eagerly devour the small gush of fluid she releases.

She seems to be tired, so we decide to let her watch us while we continue. Liam needs to test how comfortable she is with witnessing our impact play, which will happen at some point. We have to make sure she's okay with the intensity.

Liam leads me to the St Andrews cross by my collar, and Selena sits up the best she can on the bed to watch. He faces me forward so she can see my reactions to his strikes, then binds me to it with the leather cuffs.

"Give me a number between one and one hundred and fifty," he asks her.

This is a new game I haven't played before, and I'm intrigued. I watch her face while she thinks about it, knowing it's probably related to how many times to strike me. I haven't had the chance to warn her that he doesn't play fair.

"One!" she says, with confidence in her voice.

"One? Just one, you're sure about that? Okay. Then one hour of strikes it is." Her face looks slightly worried, but it's fine with me. I smile reassuringly. "Now a number between one and six."

"Six," she says, making the mistake of going for the opposite.

Liam grins widely, Cheshire cat-like. I'm in for a bad time. He strolls over to his rack and chooses the tawse, which he'd only used on me this afternoon for pointing out how lazy his party theme was.

"What's that?" she asks curiously. "Is it a belt?"

"Almost. This is a tawse. It's similar to a belt, and it's made from thick leather, but look at how it's split. It used to be used to inflict corporal punishment."

"Can I add that to my no list?"

"Absolutely! Like I said, I have Matthew to play with in that way." Liam beams at her, then whacks me hard on my upper thigh as I drop my guard. The sting is incredible, and it warms my leg thoroughly.

"Ow," I say, then laugh as I see her concerned face. She quickly realises she's worrying over nothing. He can be rough with me as much as he wants, to an extent.

The strikes continue until the skin on my thighs feels raw and hot. Liam moves to grab a bottle from the sideboard, then sprays me with water, which grants some temporary relief from the burning. It isn't for my benefit, though. The damp skin hurts more when he strikes, and I let out a yelp of pain. I calm down my breathing and focus on Selena and the thought of going down between her thighs again to get through it.

Noticing that I'm paying her a lot of attention, he undoes the restraints and turns me around to face away from her. I'm a little disappointed at losing my beautiful view, but he starts slapping me hard on the ass, and I groan. He doesn't let up and moves to my back. My eyes water, but I blink the tears away as my skin burns blisteringly hot.

He strokes my backside with his hand, and the touch sears along my inflamed skin. He trails down, cups my balls, and I let out a moan, enjoying the feeling of him gently fondling me. "Mmm, Master..." I sigh, blissfully happy.

Endorphins flow as he alternates between gentle touches and intense, thudding pain, which strengthens over time. Gradually, the following strikes from the tawse feel gentler as I start to cross over.

He strikes again, and the searing pain has reduced, so I no longer cry out. All I can think about is how he told me he loves me and how I returned those feelings. I feel complete and utter amazement that he can feel that way about me. Our relationship is progressing. Tears start to run down my face silently.

He stops again, and his hands wrap around to stroke the front of my body, before he startles at the wetness from my tears as they drip onto him. I let out a soft sob, and his breath catches. I feel floaty and happy inside and so completely and utterly in love with this man who adores me.

Liam's hands are on me, carrying me to the bed. His face is near, and I reach out to touch him, caressing his jaw. I want him again. I can never get enough of him. As he sits next to me, I climb on top of his body and kiss him passionately, holding his hands within mine.

"Make love to me again, Liam..." I ask.

He shakes his head and turns me to face Selena as he wraps an arm around me. She's beautiful as well, so I kiss her too.

"Wow, he seems spaced out?" Selena asks as I stroke between her legs again.

"He's on a natural high. He enjoys being like this."

I roll off of Liam and lie on my back. Selena straddles me, and my hands move to caress her gorgeous breasts again. I pull her back in for a kiss as Liam enters her from behind, anally. I can feel him through her, and I let out a giggle, remembering doing this with Justin as I coax another orgasm out of her with my fingers.

When we finally cum together, she rolls off of me, and I pull her against me in an embrace. I'm sated for now, and I gently kiss the back of her neck, feeling affectionate towards her. Liam joins, cuddling in behind me, and we bask together in the afterglow. Within minutes, Selena falls asleep, so I turn to Liam and kiss him. I can probably go for at least one more round of fun.

"How are you feeling?" he asks, stroking my face soothingly. "You were crying."

"Really, really good. I was just feeling a little emotional. You told me you loved me today, and I'm a bit of a sap."

"Well, I do. I adore you, Matthew."

"I feel the same about you, Liam."

"She's very pretty, isn't she?" Liam nods towards the stunning woman beside me, sleeping blissfully unaware of the two of us staring at her. I don't think either of us expected to find someone so easily to indulge his whimsical fantasies.

"She's more than pretty... I've never seen a woman so beautiful. And that smile... Uh, I thought my heart would leap out of my chest when she looked at me."

"Then James has certainly outdone himself in finding me a new pet. Both this month and last, when he chanced back upon you..." His fingers rub over my lower lip before prying inside. "You're a little rough around the edges, but you shine brilliantly to me."

I suck upon his fingers, almost entranced by his softened look and voice before he swiftly withdraws. "Do you really think so? Everyone else always found me lacking in some way."

"Whatever it is that you think you're lacking, you're making up for in other ways... I'm sure there's nothing I can't train out of you if needed."

"Mm, but I always enjoy it too much—"

He poises over me, with his entire weight pinning me to the mattress and a knee pressed to my groin. "Then I'm looking forward to seeing you enjoy the creative punishments I have hidden up my sleeve for you... This has only been the tip of the anguish and depravity I wish upon you."

I'm unable to prevent my growing excitement and rub my nose against his, taunting him to continue. I can only pray that he intends to reward me for my achievement today with something cruel or unusual. "Do you want to play some more with me, Master? I've got a lot of energy... My body can endure anything you want to do."

"No, because you've had more than enough pain for today," he yawns, closing his eyes as he dismounts. "I do wonder what I need to do to get you to use that safeword, though."

I'm a little disappointed that he's done, but I snuggle into his chest, taking advantage of his sleepiness. I don't get to do this very often. Today I have pleased him, and with any luck, Selena will decide tomorrow to embark on a relationship with us. I close my eyes, feeling content as he absentmindedly strokes my hair.