Were they fucking? I was face down on the spanking bench, trying my best to focus on being good while Cub hit me with his heavy flogger, but I was pretty sure I could hear Piper begging. I strained to listen closely, happy for the distraction from the smacks against my bare ass. That was most definitely the unmistakable sound of Guy New York muttering filthy things in her ear. I could tell they were in the bedroom, just behind me, a few feet from where Cub was standing. The door was wide open but I knew I’d get in trouble if I peeked back to sneak a look.
I love watching them together, I pouted a little into the bench as I heard the string of “oh god” and “please daddy?” that meant she was close to cumming. I considered asking Cub to turn the spanking bench around so I could see them, that would be ideal, beautiful eye candy while I’m taking a beating. But that would be a bratty move, directing a scene where I’m supposed to submit. “Hmph”, I sink into the bench, resigning myself to the fact that I can hear all the yummy things but can’t see, suffering a little, the way curious little pets do when they’re deprived of things they want.
And that’s when it occurred to me that they might have done this on purpose. I squirmed as I reflected on this possibility. They chose the only few minutes of the entire night where my attentions were firmly fixed on something else to fuck loudly, desperately, hungrily, quite literally behind my back. Just out of sight, but so close I could hear every gasp. Am I paranoid? I must be. It’s just a coincidence, right? They wouldn’t do that to me on purpose… would they?
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From the bedroom I could see Heart bent over the bench, but to be fair, I was mostly focused on Piper who had crawled onto my lap. I had just watched her play for close to an hour, and it must have been three in the morning.
But the sounds of the flogger, the steam coating the windows, and the feel of her thighs against me as I looked up into her eyes was totally enough. I pulled her down with one hand in her hair, as I slid two fingers inside her. She was soaking wet from her earlier encounters, but that just made it hotter.
“I’m gong to fuck you while they play,” I whispered into her ear as she squirmed above me. “I’m going to fuck you’re pretty little cunt without letting you watch.”
“Please Daddy,” she moaned as I pulled myself from my pants, kind of amazed that I was so hard. “Tell me you didn’t think she was prettier than me. Tell me it’s just me.”
“Of course I did,” I said, thrusting into her in one quick motion. “She’s so much prettier and so much tighter, and you’re going to be quiet now so I can pretend you’re someone else.”
Her begging turned into sobs as we fucked, but behind us I could still see the rise and fall of the heavy leather, and I could hear the gentle noises coming from Heart just as well. I pulled Piper’s head down to me as we fucked, and I let lose a string of words that only belong to us. I said them over and over again as she started to come, pulling me along right behind her.
And then both of us were turning to peer out into the room wondering if anyone had seen us. Wondering if they had heard us. And of course, wondering if they knew the horrible things we had shared while they were so distracted in the other room…
