Chapter – The Toy
POV: Emily, Casey & Zac it varies.
Word Count: 3154
January 5, 2011
-Emily-
Today was planned well by Casey and I. He was cashing in the anything he wanted promise from Zac back in December. We did have to work today but it was going to be a low key day. The day started with Casey crawling into the bed and he and I waking Zac up with kisses all around his face and neck. We did give him a little bit of time to get woken up before Casey made quick work of the boxers and I moved his leg over my hips, giving Casey plenty of access. Although, like he had done 6 months ago in Texas he let him think he was doing a lot more, but instead he inserted a new plug that was remote controlled and perfectly safe to wear and then told him he was wearing it all day long, regardless to what he wanted. Zac had not been thrilled, but he got ready anyway. The early part of the morning passed quickly and Casey left about 10:30 to run some errands for us, he left the remote control with me since he wouldn’t be here. Zac and I ended up in the office together about 11 and I turned it on, he was just working on some painting anyway. Yet, he didn’t seem to react at all. Curious, I turned it off and waited until after we’d had lunch and tried again but no reaction. I got up and walked over to him.
“What are you painting?”
“Not sure, it’s for Hanson Day though, thinking ahead a bit.”
“I see. It looks nice so far.”
I laid my hand on the seat and felt nothing, no vibrations or movements and I should have.
“I don’t feel vibrations on your seat.”
“Of course not, Casey isn’t here and it’s not on.”
I leaned down close to his ear and slightly nipped it. “See, there is a problem because it is on and I should know because Casey left the remote with me.”
He swallowed kind of hard. “Maybe you can’t feel it on the seat.”
“But you just said it wasn’t on, so you’re not feeling it either.”
He swallowed again, but didn’t say anything and I waited for some explanation. “Zachary.”
“I took it out! It was driving me insane, so when he left I took it out.”
“You know what he said Zac, all day.”
“He is not busy all day, I am.”
“Where did you put it?”
“I cleaned it and put it in the drawer.”
I went to the office door, closing and locking it and then let the blinds down. I also closed the curtains here now. I then closed the blinds from the main window, it wouldn’t seem weird because sometimes when he paints he closed them.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
“Like you don’t know Zac, come here.”
“Emily.”
“Don’t. He said all day Zac and you took it out. He will know when he gets back and you know what he said.”
He just looked at me and I waited. “Come on Zac, I don’t have all day.”
He finally put the paint brush down and got up, while he undone the belt and slid his clothes down some and positioned himself across the desk I got the bottle of lube and the toy from the drawer. He did not look pleased to be in that position. It really didn’t take much to really relax him enough to slip it back in. I turned it on and heard the low moan that escaped his lips. I ran my fingers over his cheeks and then down over the sac, caressing them slightly before moving my hand down his entire length. He had earned a bit of a reward, he had done everything without my asking, once he gave in that is. But, after a few strokes I moved away.
“You can get up now.”
“Really Emily?”
“You know this is Casey in control, he would punish us both if I didn’t stop.”
He raised up and took extra time to fix his clothes before he resumed painting, I left it on low. He had paused many times to adjust, or shifted positions, and the facial expressions were divine. Casey came in a little after 2 and observed the curtain and the blinds and he looked at me, then Zac who was shifting in the seat still.
“I missed something.” He said.
He walked right to Zac and stood behind him. “What did I miss Zac?”
He looked at me pleading, knowing the punishment for removal. “Go on Zac, tell him.”
He just went back to the painting without saying a word but Casey laid his hands on his shoulder.
“What did you do?”
He mumbled what sounded like I took it out, but it could have been anything, Casey asked though and he had to repeat it.
“But I feel the vibrations on the seat, which means it is still buried in your ass…Unless…”
“Emily put it back.”
The punishment for removing was 25 pops, but Casey stood there for several moments.
“Are you really busy?”
“Not really, Taylor and Isaac left at lunch.” I said.
-Casey-
I nodded even though I already knew they weren’t really busy right now. I had told him 25 pops if he removed it, but really that was something we always did and he quite enjoyed the spankings as well. I wasn’t entirely sure if that wasn’t his ultimate goal, to be spanked. I was considering what to do when I remembered that we hadn’t really used the device I bought at Christmas, her brothers had been around and it was not appropriate to use with them present.
“Clean and put away your paints Zachary. Emily, you can close down whatever you have open.”
I moved to the couch and waited until they were both done and then I instructed them to go home, Emily locked up because I had increased the speed to six. Making that walk home very interesting. Once we were home I instructed them up-stairs and didn’t bother to turn anything on downstairs. I was certain Zac thought I came home for the paddles or something else, but what I had in mind was far more evil than that.
Zac was standing in the room waiting when I walked in, shifting positions and trying to hide the fact he was enjoying this very much.
“Everything, off. Now.”
Emily sat down on the bed and I figured I would make it a little more evil. There was deep down desire I had but hadn’t quite voiced yet.
“Emily, you should get ready as well, the set I bought.”
She blinked and for a moment looked confused before she got up and went to the closet to change, Zac looked at me confused as well, that wouldn’t be a punishment to him. I walked to him and ran my fingers over his shoulders, down his chest where I twisted his left nipple, hearing the slight moan and the hardening cock too.
“I wouldn’t get too excited Zac, it’s not you she’ll be fucking.”
He looked at me wide eyed and clearly he didn’t get it. I walked to the closet where she was almost ready and I got the toy I had purchased at Christmas and walked back. Zac’s jaw just dropped. I set it up at the foot of the bed and left the neck restraint off because I was sure he wouldn’t like that. I even removed the bar.
“Come on Zac.”
“Casey…” he whined.
“NOW!”
He jumped some but then came to me. I had him kneel with the padded seat at his chest and then I adjusted for his height, we’d never used it so it wasn’t quite set up for him. Once the bars were right, I secured him into the wrist and ankle straps. It left him with a lot of room to move, yet even Emily was curious when she returned. I got up and went back to get the machine part, the original came with a manually operated dildo, that wasn’t going to work so I bought a remote controlled one. Zac looked really worried when I set it up, Emily looked confused still.
I was going to use the new attachment, so I secured it, covered it and lubed it up. I then pulled the plug out some, hearing him sigh and then I pushed it back in, repeating that motion several times before I pulled it out. He was so vulnerable in that spot.
I couldn’t resist popping that perfect ass, watching his skin turn a little pinker. Five times, getting a nice shade of pink before I moved the machines arm forward, fully extended I pushed the dildo into him slowly, setting it where it should be before securing it. When turned on, it wouldn’t fully pull out of him.
“Casey, if you’re using the toy then what exactly am I doing?” Emily asked.
I smiled at her. “I’ve seen the two of you with him giving and receiving. But he hasn’t watch you give with me.”
She looked a little stunned but then smiled. “One condition.”
“Anything you want.”
“That can be dangerous, believe me.” Zac quipped.
“You would know…if I am giving to you then what do I get?”
I smiled and glanced at Zac. “You already know the answer to that.”
“Then I guess you need to get undressed too.”
That took me moments and she put me right in front of Zac, as if she had realized what I was doing but I think she had.
-Zac-
I just blinked as my wife put my best friend on his hands and knees two feet from me, was this some kind of joke? He had the remote but he hadn’t turned it on and after wearing the plug for most of the day and it being on I was craving a lot more than just another plug! Yet, seeing Emily with her harness on was making me wish it were me in front of her and not him, I did get to really appreciate the way she looked. She started with warming him up, not really moving slowly though. It was after the second finger was added and he was moaning quite well that she simply reached down and picked up the remote. She would be nice to me!
“Sorry Casey, you’re no longer in control.”
He moaned at that and she turned the machine on but it was very slow, pull back and slowly push forward but it was better than nothing! She increased Casey to three and he was pushing back against her pretty steadily. It was then she added a condom to the toy he’d sent to us and then she added more lube. I’d never seen her in this frame of mind, I was usually facing the bed. I wasn’t sure whose face to watch, hers or his so I flipped back and forth as she pushed into him, watching the pained little expression on his face and the elation on hers. I giggled at his reaction, I was bigger than the toy!
“Son of a bitch.” He said.
She poured more lube and kept going, until her hips were against his butt cheeks and I just watched, it wasn’t until she was really moving and he was really enjoying what she was doing that it dawned on me what he was doing. I couldn’t do shit but sit here and watch and there was no guarantee I’d get anything in return and I couldn’t even control the machine that was moving painfully slow. She didn’t seem to care that it was also moving very slow. This was the ultimate punishment for removing the plug, he’d gotten clever.
-Casey-
Zac had never been able to quite explain what being fucked by her was like, granted the feeling was a bit different because it wasn’t a real dick but fuck her pace was dramatically different than his, I was supposed to be punishing him but her pace was just this side of torture.
“Fuck, faster!”
I felt the hard pop. “I’ll go as fast as I want.”
I glanced at Zac who just looked quite smug, fuck this was backfiring quickly on me. She kept her pace pretty torturous for a while before she picked up, I heard him gasp and glanced, she’d turned the machine up barely a notch and I realized she was indeed torturing us both as well. She made it hard to concentrate on Zac though, when she caught me watching him I felt those sharp nails drag down my spine, just hard enough to hurt.
“Oh god, do that again.” I moaned.
I felt the second drag and heard Zac moan instead of me. She increased her pace again and I was so fucking close and then she pulled back and out, I was left feeling a little empty.
“Emily…” I whined.
I heard Zac whine and then the machine kicked up a notch, fuck she didn’t have that thing going very fast, clearly she was far better at teasing that I was. In fact, it was moving so slowly that I was wondering if she intended for him to even get much beyond just torture.
She gently moved my hips and I moved sideways, she then laid a blanket over the bar and laid down underneath Zac, I blinked. She couldn’t hope to achieve any type of oral sex because the bar for his chest was in the way. But then she looked at me.
“What are you waiting on? You know you want my cock in your ass again.”
I felt the blush on my face and Zac’s went scarlet, clearly something she’d told him before. Zac finally seem to realize that this position puts his head practically in our crotches. This was going to drive him fucking insane, so I moved over her, kneeled and lowering myself slowly. Fuck! This was different! A different feeling all together, but holy fuck could I pick my own pace. Zac actually laid his head down on her chest but he couldn’t help but watch too, like he was torn between torturing himself and torturing himself.
-Zac-
I really wanted out of this contraption, I could see them very clearly now that he was mere inches away! She’d increased the speed but it was still just shy of torture and now that she was laying beneath me it wasn’t helping. I wanted the shirt off! I wanted everything she had on off! I wanted to be the one laying there as she rode me for everything.
“Fucking hell.” Casey said.
I listened to him moan and looked at her, she clearly knew what she was doing.
“I want out.”
“I know. But that’s not happening right now.”
I felt the speed increase but not near where I wanted but, it was something! I then felt her fingernails trail down my sides and I moaned quietly my eyes trained on Casey as he rose and dropped down.
“Fuck..” I moaned when her hands wrapped around me, I dropped my head back down to her chest.
My cock had been aching for a while, seeking attention I couldn’t give, so having her hands wrapped around me was so good, yet her hands moved slowly. When her pace faltered some I wondered why, but then Casey pulled my head up gently by my hair and then pushed her shirt up farther.
“I think you may like that better.”
I looked up at him, lust clouded and hazy eyed. “Unbuckle my hands and you may like it better.”
He appeared to think about it for a moment before he leaned down and undid the hooks on my hands, releasing them. The first thing I did was move her shirt farther up, that allowed me to place kisses all over the perfect breast and to suck and nibble on the nipples, hearing her moan some. I used one hand to twist a nipple and the other hand I moved to wrap around Casey, being a drummer helps!
He came rather quickly with both actions occurring, using his discarded shirt to wipe my hand off and her stomach. She’d stopped stroking me too, maybe anticipating moving but I reached down and unsnapped the harness, which was all the clue Casey needed. He removed the harness and then got rid of the damn shorts she had on too. He kissed her abdomen before moving down, fucking hell I wanted to be doing that! But, I could keep my focus on the breast, nipping and sucking. I reached the free hand down and as Casey’s mouth worked on her, I could reach the clit, which helped. It was a bit of a distractions for the machine but the moans falling from her lips were something to savor.
“I think she likes doing this, so wet already.”
I could hear his fingers as they moved in and out of her, fucking hell. Her hands had found the painful erection again and I was quite glad when I saw Casey move away from her, she didn’t seem happy with that though. I felt the machine stop and then he was removing the toy and then unbuckling my ankles.
He placed his hand on my back to stop me from moving though and I was confused.
“You should lie down.”
I didn’t have a problem with that and I was barely laying before she was crawling on top of me. I couldn’t deny the feeling of her walls surrounding me was very nice. She didn’t even bother with a slow pace either, she instantly went to something faster. Casey sat nearby and simply watched. Seeing her move on top of me was always good. It didn’t take long before either of us were coming either. Feeling her tighten around me was enough for me.
“I’m not sure if that was a punishment or not, but fucking hell it was hot.” Casey said.
“It was punishment enough.” I said.
He smiled and she laid down on my chest for a bit.
“So, did you like the toy?” she asked.
“Fuck no. Being trapped there with that impossibly slow machine was like being tied to the bed and watching you with some vibrator. Slow fucking torture.”
“Oh, nice. That works then.”
“So, shower and dinner?” Casey asked.
“Deal.”
It took a little bit to get up and then we showered together and then just went to the diner. When we arrived home after dinner it was bedtime basically, although the wonderful idea of putting her in that contraption was appealing, use the machine so I could do the same thing to her, even to him! Yeah, I may like the toy after all…