Nothings gotten into me Jon. I’m just going to have a lot of pleasure and you two are going to receive the pain. Now let’s start with some questions and when you tell me the truth, I’ll pleasure you, but if you dare to tell a lie you'll feel my displeasure. Are we in agreement? Peter looked at Jon shrugged his shoulders and declared he was in. Jon looked at me and agreed. Now first I want to know how you both know each other, Jon was first to reply we don’t. I whipped his ass hard. The sting it give him, was when he realised, I wasn’t playing. Peter let out a laugh, you whimp he called Jon. Oh you think this is funny Pete I came back with, are you going to tell me? I’ll tell you anything you want to know he replied. I’m waiting! We work not far from each other. We’ve met a few times in the local pub. Got chatting and Jon mentioned what you liked and didn’t like. Oh ok so you plotted this rendezvous up together and hoodwinked me into joining you both I asked. Jon said not hoodwinked exactly. Shut it Jon I said you'll lie to save your skin here, where as Pete has nothing to lose. That’s right love I don’t, so I’ll answer your questions and expect to be whipped. The next 30 minutes I’d the excitable pleasure of whipping their asses, flogging, smacking and paddling. By the end of it, my hand hurt and both asses had become red with Jon’s ass a sorry mess as he’d been a lot less truthful. Pete was still erect which thrilled me as Jon had become less excited from when it had first started. During my game of torture I’d found out that Jon not only had met Pete for drinks but when he’d had a stressful day at work the dirty boy had been getting blowjobs and any other sexual favours Peter serviced on guys for his own amusement. I played along beautifully and released both of them but my plan wasn’t finished. As Jon had deflated during our little game. I asked Peter to do what he’d do on Jon when he needed a manly touch. Forget I’m here, I said I’ll go sit in the corner of the room. I wanted to see what it was that Peter offered Jon that I couldn’t. They both looked at me and then at each other. If it helps I’ll go into the bathroom leave the door ajar and watch from there if it will make you both comfortable. Jon eventually spoke up. Yes I think that would be best he said. I got off the edge of the bed and walked to the bathroom. Leaving the door ajar I went to the mirror fixed my hair reapplied my red lipstick and listened intently to the conversation these two men were having the other side of the wall. Eventually it went quiet, and for a minute I thought they’d decided to end the night with Pete dressing and leaving. I walked to the door and was gobsmacked that Jon was half lying on the bed holding Petes head down on him as Peter sucked him. I stood there watching and listening to Jon moan. This surprised me for Jon never moaned, he only grunted when he cum. Standing at the door peeping I overheard Pete say your dick is awesome, and Jon push it further into Pete’s mouth. I got to thinking how often did Jon meet up with Peter. It had bothered me when I thought about it, but actually witnessing it now I found it very erotic and downright horny. I found myself touching my breasts and nipping at my nipples to perk them up. Something was sparking my interest but how far would it take me. I heard Jon say he was looking his ass rimmed by Peter. He moved onto the bed properly and got on all fours. Peter climbed onto the bed behind him. Watching this happen before me I felt like a peeping Tom but couldn’t stop. Was I going to continue to let this happen in front of me? Did I want to watch it? I had all these thoughts running in my mind. Peter was now taking Jon’s ass better than I ever could and I felt a touch deflated. Is this what Jon wanted all along. Was I giving it to him served on a plate. I continued to watch mesmerised by the pleasure Jon was getting and what I thought I was to receive. A pang of hurt and jealousy washed over me. I pushed it out of my mind, thinking you knew this was happening you planned this, let it play out and see where it goes. By this stage Peter was rimming his ass and all I could think is would he do that on me too. |
