A/N: Here is it, the moment you've been waiting for... ;-) Thanks as always to larin20 for looking this over and brainstorming with me, and to PornHub (dot) com for giving me all sorts of naughty ideas for this chapter.
Disclaimer: SM only wishes she were cool enough to write this.
My heart was in my throat by the time Emmett and I got to Rouge. Alice had bought me a scarlet red bra and panty set that I wore under my black trenchcoat. The garters itched on my thighs, and I nearly fell over in the heels, but even that couldn't damper my excitement.
Emmett's hand gripped mine tightly, and I could feel that his palms were sweating. He was just as nervous as I was. It was one thing to think about having sex in public- to show everyone what we had learned and what we were capable of, and a totally different story to actually do it. The excitement was laced with genuine fear; that I wouldn't be able to please my Master in front of everyone, that there was some sort of flaw on my body that would be unbearable to everyone else, that I would get stage fright and not be able to perform. Generally, I had the jitters.
"Hey!" Alice rushed over to us and hugged both of us. It was exactly like our first time to Rouge, only this time we wouldn't be watching. We'd be playing. Kate and Angela found their way to me too, Kate pressing a glass into my hand. I sniffed it. Water. I chuckled to myself and took a sip. It calmed my nerves, having something in my hands, something to steady the nerves I felt. Emmett stood close to me, rubbing circles on my back, and I leaned against him. His touch soothed me.
Jane was walking around the room, chatting to every group of people. She was in a black corset, naturally, and the tallest kinkiest boots I'd ever beheld. It was the one thing I couldn't imagine anyone pulling off but her, not even Alice. They had these horrendous looking spikes along the bottom, that would inflict some very serious damage if she really wanted. I shivered as she approached.
"Are you ready?" she asked in a calm, smooth voice. Even though she was about a foot shorter than me, she made up for in with the heels and her chocolate brown eyes were more level to mine. She was examining me. Her eyes flicked up and down my body, appraising me. Was I good enough?
I didn't know the answer to that yet.
We all did the small talk thing, and I spent a lot of time chatting with the girls. I could tell Angela was nervous too, as this was her first party too, so the others spent a lot of time reassuring us we'd love it. Kate and Garrett had gone to two other parties and Charlotte and Peter had done it before in the town they'd come from. They were all very encouraging, assuring me that we'd have a great time, but it was still nerve-wracking.
Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Emmett talking to Edward in a dark corner. My stomach clenched. It wasn't that I was afraid they'd become friends or anything. It just seemed... forboding.
"We're ready to begin," Jane announced a few minutes later. My hand immediately found my "collar"- the week before, Emmett had given me a diamond tennis bracelet. OK, it was cubic zarconia, but it still felt like a million bucks. I treasured it as much as I did my wedding ring. This was it. This was the moment...
Emmett was suddenly standing in front of me, his hands on the knot of my coat. "Are you ready?" he asked. "It's not too late..."
My eyes lifted to meet with his. "Yes, I'm ready. I want to pleasure you, Master. Right here, right now."
His eyes sparkled the way they always did when he was happy. I'd pleased him. And I hoped I'd keep right on doing that all night.
"Let's go," he whispered, and untied my belt slowly, his fingertips brushing against the skin of my stomach. I shivered at his touch. Emmett grinned, his dimples making their charming appearance, and I grinned back at him. My hands reached out to lift the hem of his black T-shirt, but he barred me from pushing it up. "Let me." His abs were exposed before my eyes, and I couldn't help the little groan that escaped my throat as I ran my fingers down the defined muscles. Mine.
I bit my lip when I realized he was wearing his new pants. They were a bit of an investment on our part, but the removable panel in front excited me. The naughty part of me wanted to rip it off and enjoy him now, but now was not the time.
Alice had advised me on how to do my makeup and hair. My eyes were smoky and my lips were blood red to match my lingerie, my hair slicked back in a high pony tail so any of our activities wouldn't be hindered. I held my hands over my stomach, feeling exposed, but then I realized everyone else was just as naked as I was, and my hands fell to my sides, my knees still wobbly. I touched each fingertip to my thumb in quick succession, something I did when I was nervous. Emmett saw and wound his fingers through his, giving them a quick squeeze. It's OK, he was telling me.
In a blur, we made our way onto the floor. Emmett led me to the bench near the corner of the room. We'd be able to observe and be observed, but we weren't center stage. He gestured for me to sit, and we waited for the others to take their places.
Rosalie and Tanya were doing a scene together apparently, Rosalie leading Tanya in by a long chain, connected by nipple clamps. I hissed quietly. I liked the clamps, but Rosalie was tugging on them so much it looked painful. Emmett's thoughts seemed to mirror mine. "We should have brought yours," he whispered, lips brushing against my earlobe before his teeth sunk into it. I moaned.
When everyone was in place, Jane cleared her throat. It kind of reminded me of Professor Umbridge in Harry Potter, which nearly made a nervous giggle escape my throat. That would have been a bad idea... "Discuss your scenes with your partner," she commanded. "Remember, safe, sane and consensual." Her mouth twisted into a sickly sweet smile, as if the very idea of "sane" was a joke.
Emmett leaned over and tucked my hair over my ear. "I'm going to bind your hands, and then you will make me cum with only your mouth," he informed me. I nodded, breathless. He was going easy on me, I knew. "Then..." he drifted off for a second. "Do you trust me?"
What a silly question. "Of course I do," I whispered.
"Then if you're a good girl, I have a surprise for you." I nodded, eyes wide.
"If you have discussed the hard limits and the scene, you may proceed," Jane announced. I licked my lips once. This was it. No turning back. I looked a little to my left, and Alice and Edward were already beginning, very much in the same position as Emmett and I, though she already had his cock in her mouth. Her gaze darted over to mine and she winked. I blushed hard.
When I turned back, Emmett had a silk rope in his right hand, a small grin on his face that I knew was only meant for me. He stepped behind me, and I bit my lip as I took in the scene before me. Charlotte had Peter cuffed and kneeling on the ground, a flogger in her hands and a red ball gag in his mouth. Angela was masturbating, laying spread eagle on what looked like an old dentist's chair and Ben was preparing a huge toy that I knew would go in her ass. Kate and Garrett were making the most of rope, Garrett binding her in the most elaborate way I had ever seen, so that most of her body was actually covered, only her pussy and tits showing. And Jane was smiling, observing all of us.
I could feel the rope go around my wrists, and Emmett expertly and quickly bound me, testing to make sure they weren't too tight. He left my feet free, and I could see the look of disapproval on Jane's face as her gaze turned to us. She wanted more. But my Master wouldn't push me and he knew what I was capable of.
He stood before me again, his eyes dark and serious, finger tipping my chin up so I looked into his face. I nodded once, my consent, and then the panal was pulled away, revealing his semi-hard cock.
I'd never given him a blow job without the use of my hands before. It was my default, in case I gagged or couldn't fit enough of him into my mouth. I'd use my hand to to squeeze his balls and probe his body for an incindiary response. This time I'd have to rely on my lips, (a bit of my) teeth and my tongue... and hope to God my notoriously crappy gag reflex wouldn't fail on me.
He was just so big.
I leaned forward, my tongue slowly tracing his length, and I could feel him start to stir with my touch. Emmett's hands wrapped around my ponytail and pulled me closer. "More, Isabella," he said, loud enough for me to hear. The tip of his cock slipped between my lips, and I sucked down, tasting him. I moaned at the familiar taste of him, of how he felt inside me this way.
My mouth moved up and down him, trying to keep myself steady as my mouth moved to his balls. Emmett groaned loudly, and when I pulled back, I slipped his very hard cock into my mouth again. He twitched, thrusting gently into my mouth. My reflex made me pause, my throat closing and I pulled back so I wouldn't accidentally bite him or something. His eyes were apologetic, and he didn't thrust into my mouth again, though I could feel his body tense. He was holding back.
I looked up into his eyes, silently apologizing before doubling my effort, making sure I stopped before I gagged again. His eyes slid shut and he let out a low moan. I could tell he was getting close. I wished I could use my hands, anything to push him over the edge, so instead of touching, I hummed around his cock, and soon he was groaning loudly, filling my mouth. I swallowed around him, and he slowly and carefully pulled me back so I wouldn't tip backwards. I grinned at him, maybe too widely for the time and place, but I wanted him to know how pleased I was that I had done it with little struggle. I hadn't even thought about the others in the room, I was so focused on my Master and pleasing him.
His smile was cooler than usual, I didn't see the usual dimples, but I could tell he was pleased too. He stroked my hair and said "Wonderful, Isabella..." His knees were shaking. "You will get your reward..." He looked over his shoulder for a moment. "Very soon, my love."
I nodded, and then cast my eyes to the ground, still bound. I could hear the sounds of pleasure echoing around me, and I shifted slightly, feeling how wet I'd become from just this display. I couldn't wait for more, for my reward. I wondered just what it was, and why Emmett had asked for my trust.
"Isabella, follow me," Emmett said, lifting my chin up. I stood, which wasn't as easy as it sounded with my hands bound, and I couldn't help but feel a strange piece of irony as I walked with my hands bound behind my back, like those I handcuffed at work. This felt completely different. My body was tingling from head to toe, especially when I looked around and found Rosalie fucking Tanya with the largest dildo I'd ever seen in my life. It was almost scary, but I couldn't help but stare at the harness and feel my pussy clench.
"You like that, don't you Isabella?" Emmett asked, suddenly at my side, the teasing tone he'd normally carry gone. "You like watching a woman pleasure another. You'd love to feel it, wouldn't you?"
I couldn't lie to my Master, but I waited until we were out of earshot before I said "Yes." I'd be lying if I said I hadn't thought of it more than once, especially with my best friend. The wetness flooding me and sticking to my thighs let me know just how much my body enjoyed this train of thought.
"You can use your safety words at any time," Emmett said as he pushed open a black door I'd never been through before. I shot him a quizzical glance before stepping through, wondering if this was approved activity. I shuddered to think of the punishments Jane would inflict if we were forbidden from this room.
I stepped through first, slowly because without the use of my arms, it was incredibly hard to walk in these heels- and nearly staggered at what I saw.
Alice was standing on a short platform, bound as I was, silver clamps tugging on her rosy nipples, a long metal stand between her thighs, where she was apparently swallowing a large silver dildo in her pussy. The backs of her heels were against raised buttons, and I had no idea what was going on, but it half scared me and half aroused me. I wondered what a toy like that would feel like.
Edward was standing behind her, pacing as her head was thrown back, clearly on the thin edge of pleasure and pain. He held a flogger in one hand, and it was obvious he'd been using it on her just seconds before we'd entered the room. Alice's chest was flushed and heaving for air.
"This is different than what you've seen before, isn't it Isabella?" Edward asked, walking around Alice who was crying out. Emmett's arm tightened around me but he kept silent. "You've seen the spanking, the light bondage, the Cross. You've never seen anything like this before, have you?"
I shook my head no, too afraid to say anything else. What do you say to that anyway?
"Every time her heel sinks down on the button, she gets a light electric shock to her pussy. Does that look like fun to you, Isabella?"
I shook my head no even more vigorously. I didn't want any part of that, no matter how big the toy looked.
"It's not for everyone," Edward shrugged, walking back to Alice. She whimpered as he stroked her clit and bit down on her neck. Sporadic rewarding, I supposed. "Alice loves it, don't you?"
She answered with a low groan. Wow. I was learning so much about my best friend right now...
Apparently her heel slipped because she cried out again, and Edward flipped the machine beside her off, presumably cutting off power. Her whole body went limp and he helped her off the toy, kissing the top of her head and telling her just what a good sub she was. Almost like a dog. Not quite.
As Edward unbound Alice's hands, I felt Emmett unbind mine. They weren't on too tight but I still felt a rush of blood enter them, and my hands tingled for a moment as they regained feeling. Emmett rubbed them gently, and I thrilled at his warm touch.
"Has she obeyed you tonight Emmett?" Edward asked, doing the same to Alice's hands. She shot me a rather smug look and I shot her back one of questioning. She knew what was going on but I didn't. No fair.
"She always does," Emmett replied, and I swore I saw a look of... anger? Envy? Something passed over Edward's face, but he controlled it and pushed it aside. "She always pleases me."
"Then you should please her," Edward smirked, and with one look exchanged, Alice sunk down to her knees, her hands entwined behind her head. Her starting position. I hated to say it, but she looked glorious that way, legs slightly parted and her perky breasts on display. "Or maybe..."
I wanted desperately to ask "maybe what?" but I kept my mouth shut. That... thing was still in the room and I did not prefer my punishments with electronics.
"Isabella, what are your limits on... sharing?" Emmett asked.
My jaw dropped.
A/N II: Ruh roh, a cliffie... Whatcha think so far? The fun is just about to start. Review so I write the next one faster! :-D