It was a busy evening in the Club 2Risque dungeon with one S&M scene after the other all night long.  Because I was the Dungeon Master that night, it was quite late before I got a chance to finally play with my slave Natasha on the St Andrews cross. 

One of Natasha's many gifts is her remarkable ability to fly during an S&M scene.  When we play, it doesn't take her long before her endorphins kick in and she's in subspace.  In fact, I've learned that if we're planning to make love afterwards, I have to be careful not to overdo things with her.  Sometimes it can be hard to hold back, but her sweet loving is well worth the sacrifice of restricting my more sadistic desires, at least until I have a chance to satisfy my carnal desires first.

After thirty minutes of sensual flogging and some hard open hand spanking, I took Natasha down from the cross.  She was still able to walk and talk coherently, but she was definitely flying from the endorphin cocktail I'd prepared for her.  I was on a wonderful adrenalin buzz myself, and was looking forward to making love with my sexy slave girl.

We walked around the club looking for a room to play in, but all of the private rooms were busy.  The swingers were out in force that night, so we ended up near the warehouse area in the far back corner of the club.  The club keeps a bed there, but it's almost like it was put there as an after thought.  Nobody really goes back there too much, and at that time of night, it was very private.  It was perfect for what we were looking for.

I instructed Natasha to disrobe, and I did likewise.  We were both in a very sensual mood from the scene we've just done, and after a few minutes of kissing and oral foreplay, we moved right into some hard rough fucking.  As I held her down, thrusting my cock deep within her, it didn't take long for Natasha to get on her roller coaster ride of one orgasm after another.  She's quite beautiful as she reaches each peak, and there are times that I can hardly believe her sexual energy.  Her raw sexuality was especially intense that night after our scene in the dungeon.  We both needed this time together, and the sex was off the hook.

About that time, the warehouse door opened and a nice looking young man in his early 20's walked in on us.  Although he wasn't expected, it wasn't a problem to us for him to be there, especially since we were quite busy at the time.  It's always nice to have a little voyeuristic energy in the room, so when he quietly stopped to watch, we certainly didn't mind.

As I was thrusting into Natasha, her legs up over my shoulders, I casually turned to the young man and said, "Good evening."

He smiled, and then responded with a quiet, "Hello."  He was obviously taken aback by the surreal nature of having a conversation with someone while they were having sex in front of him.

"My name is John, and this is Natasha.  What's your name?" I asked.

"Kevin," he replied.  "Nice to meet you."

"Likewise," I said.

He seemed quiet, very respectful, and not intrusive at all - almost bashful.  The whole time he and I made small talk, we were both watching Natasha having orgasm after orgasm.  She can be very vocal as her orgasms overwhelm her, and looking away from her incredible display of unbridled passion just wasn't an option.

Natasha relaxed for a moment and turned to see him better.  She smiled at him, obviously liking what she saw.  Somewhat breathlessly she said, "Hello, Kevin.  How are you tonight?"

He smiled back at her.  "I'm doing good, but obviously not as well as you."  He laughed nervously.  He had a nice easy way about him.

Natasha laughed as well.

"Where are you from, Kevin?" I asked.

"New York.  I'm a truck driver dropping off a load."

I laughed as I thought of his good fortune.  "Really.  Well don't be shy, Kevin.  Come closer so that you can see her better."

Kevin edged closer, his eyes fixed on Natasha.  She was particularly ravishing in her orgasmic bliss.  I looked at him, and casually said, "Go ahead and pull your cock out if you like.  We enjoy having you watch us."

Without a moment's hesitation, he quickly unzipped his fly and pulled out his cock.  It was a good eight inches of very hard meat, and he started to slowly stroke it as I continued thrusting into Natasha.  

Natasha was checking out Kevin's cock as she enjoyed being the center of attention.  He was a very nice looking man, tall, slim, and by the hardness of his cock, he was clearly enjoying what he was watching.

"Do you mind if Natasha strokes your cock for you, Kevin?" I asked.

"No, not at all."  He quickly moved to the side of the bed.

Natasha looked up at me, and I smiled.  Knowing it was ok with me, she reached out for her new toy, and started to stroke his cock.  She smiled like a kid in a candy store.  Now she had two cocks to enjoy.  She looked up at me again, checking to make sure I was ok with her pleasuring Kevin and me at the same time.  Our eyes locked together as we enjoyed the passionate energy flowing between us.

Suddenly, Kevin, obviously in a state of extreme excitement, came without warning.  His cum splashed out over her face, and I smiled as Natasha grinned with accomplishment.  He was surprised and a bit embarrassed by his quick release, and as any gentleman would do, he began to pull back from her not wanting to make a mess on her without her permission.

I immediately said to him, "Kevin, no need to pull back.  Let Natasha clean you up.  She likes the taste of cum in her mouth."

She looked up at me, and we both smiled.  She moved her head to the edge of the bed and gently pulled his cock into her eager mouth, licking the remaining cum from the tip and running her tongue up and down the shaft.  Her enthusiasm was obvious, and his cock never got a chance to get flaccid before she started to suck and stroke it in earnest.  Meanwhile, my cock was pounding into her as I watched her enjoyment in total sexual abandonment.

"Kevin, I'm sure you've noticed Natasha's collar.  She is my slave.  She loves to please, and she'll do anything you'd like her to do within reason.  Tell her how you like your cock sucked, and she'll happily do it."

He smiled and said enthusiastically, "Well she's doing great right now!"

I laughed, knowing exactly what he meant.

Natasha's eyes were beaming, as she knew she was making us both quite happy.

"Natasha is far more than just a sex slave, Kevin.   Believe it or not, this sexy lady is a college professor, too."

"Wow.  That's impressive," he replied.

Natasha smiled as she felt Kevin's cock get even harder in her mouth.  Apparently Kevin had a thing for sexy college professors.

As Kevin began to figure things out, he reached down and ran his fingers into her hair, gripping the back of her head tightly as he began to thrust his cock into her mouth.  Kevin understood exactly what he was doing now, and it couldn't have been any more perfect.

At this point, Natasha was in slut heaven.  She had two hard cocks controlling and fucking her roughly at the same time.  After several more minutes of us all enjoying each other's energies, Natasha had a series of particularly hard orgasms, and I let myself cum deep in her cunt.  

Kevin was loving his blow job, but since he'd already cum at that point, that was pretty much where we had to leave it, because a moment later, the lights in the club started coming on.  Unfortunately, the club was closing, and it was time for us to leave.

We got untangled and quickly dressed.  Kevin went back to his truck for the night, and we went home and fucked until dawn. 

Natasha made me very proud of her that evening.  Her training as my slave was coming along well.  It was a night we'll all remember for many years.