(srry this stops pretty abruptly, i ran out of inspiration and wanted to get to the others lol. might come back to it another time.)
"You are both terrible people," Taliesin says.
Marisha grins at him and toys with the remote in her hands. "You had it coming."
"Terrible," he repeats.
Matt tightens the final knot around Taliesin's ankle and claps his thigh fondly. "You're lucky," he says. "We were going to take you to dinner like this but we thought it might be a little cruel."
The thought does send an electric thrill down his spine but he's glad they didn't follow through, at least this first time. It could be worth trying, someday.
For now, here he is, lying spreadeagle on Matt and Marisha's bed, bare-ass naked and tied to the bedposts. In his ass, pressed almost-but-not-quite against his prostate, is a fairly innocuous piece of purple silicone. This would be pornographic enough on its own, but the kicker has to be the matching pair of remotes Matt and Marisha have in their hands.
He hates that he's in love with these monsters.
Marisha looks at Matt and makes a face, doing that weird couple telepathy they're so good at. Matt waves a hand with an "after you" gesture, and Marisha grins widely as she presses a button on her remote.
The vibrations hit him immediately and he yelps, tugging at the soft cords tying him to the bed. It's not his first time doing this kind of play, but this thing with Matt and Marisha is still a little strange and new, yet familiar and comfortable at the same time. They're still sort of figuring it out.
Might as well figure it out with bondage and vibrators.
"You're gonna break him," Matt scolds lightly. There's a click, and the toy slows down a little. "We'll get there."
Marisha gives him an exaggerated pout. "Fine," she sighs. She does pull off her tank top and panties, though, and she climbs onto the bed, between Taliesin's legs. "I'm still gonna play."
"Far be it from me to stop you." Matt, meanwhile, is still dressed, and Taliesin can just see the press of his stiffening cock against his pants. He leans against the wall, watching, twirling the remote in his hand.
It takes very little effort on Marisha's part to work Taliesin's cock to full hardness, and after a few tugs she lets go and lowers herself onto him. "This is a good look on you," she says.
"totally fucked"- Matt/Marisha/Taliesin
"You are both terrible people," Taliesin says.
Marisha grins at him and toys with the remote in her hands. "You had it coming."
"Terrible," he repeats.
Matt tightens the final knot around Taliesin's ankle and claps his thigh fondly. "You're lucky," he says. "We were going to take you to dinner like this but we thought it might be a little cruel."
The thought does send an electric thrill down his spine but he's glad they didn't follow through, at least this first time. It could be worth trying, someday.
For now, here he is, lying spreadeagle on Matt and Marisha's bed, bare-ass naked and tied to the bedposts. In his ass, pressed almost-but-not-quite against his prostate, is a fairly innocuous piece of purple silicone. This would be pornographic enough on its own, but the kicker has to be the matching pair of remotes Matt and Marisha have in their hands.
He hates that he's in love with these monsters.
Marisha looks at Matt and makes a face, doing that weird couple telepathy they're so good at. Matt waves a hand with an "after you" gesture, and Marisha grins widely as she presses a button on her remote.
The vibrations hit him immediately and he yelps, tugging at the soft cords tying him to the bed. It's not his first time doing this kind of play, but this thing with Matt and Marisha is still a little strange and new, yet familiar and comfortable at the same time. They're still sort of figuring it out.
Might as well figure it out with bondage and vibrators.
"You're gonna break him," Matt scolds lightly. There's a click, and the toy slows down a little. "We'll get there."
Marisha gives him an exaggerated pout. "Fine," she sighs. She does pull off her tank top and panties, though, and she climbs onto the bed, between Taliesin's legs. "I'm still gonna play."
"Far be it from me to stop you." Matt, meanwhile, is still dressed, and Taliesin can just see the press of his stiffening cock against his pants. He leans against the wall, watching, twirling the remote in his hand.
It takes very little effort on Marisha's part to work Taliesin's cock to full hardness, and after a few tugs she lets go and lowers herself onto him. "This is a good look on you," she says.
God, he is so fucked.