Owen groaned as Sam spoke, although there was a subtle pit in his stomach at having failed Sam in the respect category a little, which helped to curb his insane need to cum enough so that he could focus on their orders. “Y-Yes, Sir…and s-sorry…about the respect thing. She’s just…really good and…” He trailed off, worrying his lips as he mulled the very exciting rules of their little game. “So…we both have to have a hole filled at all times? Or just one of us has to be filling a hole at all times…like I could be fingering her maybe, and that would keep the game going, or she’d have to be fucking my ass with a dildo at the same time to qualify?” Owen asked, his cock softening a little as he got absorbed into the details; but once glance down at Violet looking up at him like that had him perfectly hard all over again. “Just…mm…trying to make sure I’ve got it all straight, Sir.” @sammythedominant

Sam was grinning broadly, having moved to a quieter corner of the lobby. "Vi, stop touching our pretty boy," Sam said firmly, as soon as Owen had finished speaking. "And you can thank Owen for what's about to happen, because I think our boy's so horny he forgot to be as respectful as possible, especially when he wants to cum," he teased.

"For the rest of your scene, neither of you can leave the room and you're both equals. Owen, no ordering Violet around. Violet, no listening to any orders he gives you," Sam explained. "First one to cum loses. You can go no more than ten seconds without at least one hole on each of you being penetrated. Yes, you can use toys to make it as hard as possible on the other person," he grinned wickedly.

@slaved-violetevans

“Uh huh.” Owen stammered out as soon as Sam’s handsome face appeared on the screen, shivering as Violet’s tongue teasingly swiped through the slit at the tip of his cock, his head falling back in ecstasy. “Mmhmm, what she said.” Owen agreed in a choked voice. “She’s so good at this, Sir…I’d…really like to cum. Like, I’m super close. Can I? Please? Oh, and Vi wants to come too, but selfishly, all I can think about is cumming all over her pretty face right now.”

@sammythedominant

Sam was grinning as he answered the call, from the lobby of the hotel, as he always was whenever he got a video call from Owen or Violet. But as soon as he heard the mis-step in Owen's greeting, and the way his face was so flushed, Sam knew what the video call was for.

"Our girl's blowing you, right?" Sam teased immediately. "And nobody thought to ask for orgasm permission before you all got naked," he smirked, knowing he was about to have a lot of fun.

@slaved-violetevans

Oh yeah, I get that. I love being restrained. It's that lack of control too; meaning, you don't have to control anything - you can just let go and give yourself to who's tying you up, knowing they'll take care of you, and help you take care of them. It's just the best.

Yeah, that makes sense. The emotional/personal side of a relationship can end long before the paperwork is finalized and all that. Anyway, if you ever need someone to talk or vent to, I'm all ears - but of course, you barely know me. I wouldn't expect you to be comfortable talking about your personal life and whatnot; but like, if you need someone, I'm here for you. :)

Hey, why not try new things in a new place? I may as well through myself into it. I think, probably, bondage. There's just something about someone having that complete control and power of me, idk.

That's okay. Yes and no. The actual claim being dissolved officially was more recent than it actually ending personally, if that makes sense.

Owen's breath hitched at the sight of her, a primal urge coursing through him as he felt her fingers dig into his thighs. He matched her movements, thrusting into her mouth with increasing fervor, lost in the intoxicating sensation of her wet warmth surrounding him. Her tears and makeup-streaked face only added to the raw, uninhibited desire coursing through him. With each thrust, he felt himself drawing closer to the edge, the need for release becoming almost unbearable - luckily their shared commitment to submitting to Sam kept them both from doing something they might regret later. "Good...good idea." Owen panted, fumbling for his laptop - opening it up and turning it so that the camera had a perfect view of him and of Violet on her knees between his thighs. With a push of a button, he was dialing Sam into a FaceTime call. As they waited for Sam to pick up, Owen let out a strangled moan, his fingers tightening in Violet's hair as she licked against his throbbing cock. "You're the worst." He chuckled, winking down at her, his impending orgasm bubbling under the surface. "But if you don't...stop, you'll get me in loads of trouble, beautiful." He laughed again and looked towards the screen just as Sam answered... "H-Hi, Sir." @sammythedominant

Her fingers grasps harder against his thighs to avoid touching herself, as he met her movements, fucking into her throat as she sucked and slurped around him. Her tears running her makeup down her face and saliva ran down her chin, her pussy dripping onto the floor. To say she was a mess, was an understatement. Her voice whimpered a cry as he pulled her off and gave his realization, which made her have the same realization. "yes, I think you should text him. Or better, face time him," she smirked, licking along the underside of his cock again. "And ask about me too, please," she hummed, gently licking and sucking him as his cock pulsed and jumped against her face.

What is a kink you’re surprised you like?

Probably voyeurism and being cucked? I used to think of myself as this low-key possessive, monogamous type; but since coming here and growing in my relationship with Sam and Hunter, my horizons have broadened pretty drastically. Not only are we in a completely open relationship - but I love it so much that the idea of watching them with each other, or other people turns me on almost just as much as being with them, myself. So, yeah - as long as you don't mind me sitting in a corner and edging like the little bitch I am, I fully encourage anyone reading this to hop on my guys' cocks - with their consent, obviously. @sammythedominant @hunterclaringtonswitch

Owen's head spun with pleasure as she took him deeper, her gagging only adding to the intensity. He watched her with rapt attention, feeling a surge of arousal at the sight of her tears mingling with her lust-filled gaze. "That's it, baby, take it all," he encouraged, his voice thick with desire. Each wet, slurping sound sent jolts of pleasure coursing through him, driving him closer to the edge. His hips involuntarily bucked against her mouth, seeking more of the exquisite pleasure she was providing. Then, suddenly, a thought struck him and his grip on her hair tightened, pulling her as gently as he could so that she popped off his cock. "Wait...wait...I...I don't think I got permission from Sam to cum. I shouldn't... But God, I want to." He chuckled dryly, moaning and letting his head fall back in defeat. "Should I like, text him or something?"

She moaned as he gripped her hair tighter, and at his command her eyes remained on him. She swallowed him again, letting herself gag on him and fill her eyes with tears. Her core swelled and dripped as he spoke, bobbing heavily against him, desperate for his cum however he'd give it to her. Her moans vibrated against his cock, slurping lewd sounds coming from their connection as her movements grew hungrier.

Well, here's hoping. It'd be fun to have you without interruptions at least for like, a night - but not if you think Sir Nate would be genuinely opposed to it, obviously. Hah! Not even me, honestly - but hey, with the right person, it's even more fun than bottoming...but then with others, I'd never choose to top over bottoming; my general rule of thumb is if I can throw my partner around, I wanna top - and if they can throw me around, they better be balls-deep in my little hole, treating me like the slutty little fuckdoll I totes am. But then again, there are always exceptions to my rules - like that idea of yours: tying me down and riding my cock into the sunset; that I could totally get behind, especially if we've got Sam up there with you, maybe jerking you off, kissing your neck, fingering your hole...I could go on.

After this conversation? Definitely.

Heh. I don't know about that- Sir Nate does care about me very much but I think it might take a little while longer for him to start freaking out about my location. My, my, Top Owen. Who knew that would a twist. Might have to tie you to the headboard sometime and take a ride- see if that big cock claim is true. Hm, I do love Sammy's cock. It would be the big appeal of coming to the house.

Already spreading those legs, Pierce?

I mean...that wouldn't be the worst thing, but I think Nate Mantle would have a search party sent out for you before we got away with that even for a night. I do it all, Ollie! My horizons have broadened a lot in the last couple of years. That said, between Sam and I, I'd recommend Sam in a second. My cock's big, but he is like...twice as. And there's just something about how hot he looks fucking you missionary, owning your pussy like it just comes naturally to him. (It actually does, haha.)

Fuck. So hot, Ollie.

An Ollie-branded heaven? You're aware I might never leave if you keep gushing it up like that. You implying that you top there, Owen? But hey, I would also let Sammy top my pussy whenever he wanted. So I should go...have some fun. See if it lives up the hype.

Till the eyes roll into the back of your head, pretty boy.

Only if you're interested, obvs! Oooh, nice list. Anything out of those four that stands out as a favorite of yours?

Yeah, I guess so. Still...I'm just sorry to hear you're in that situation. Did it happen recently?

I will take your word on that. No, I can't say I have. I know it's become super popular recently, or over the past few years, but it's not something I've ever gone onto. A freebie, huh? That's sweet. Oh, god... lots of things. Bondage, for starters. Roleplay is fun... sensory play... pain play is always very fun.

You have no reason to apologise, you're fine, don't worry. I'm a submissive, not in school, assuming I had a Dom makes sense.

Owen's breaths came out in ragged gasps as she took him deep into her throat, her skillful mouth driving him wild. He couldn't tear his eyes away from her, captivated by the sight of her pleasuring him so eagerly. The feeling of her wet, warm mouth around him sent waves of pleasure coursing through his body, each suck and bob pushing him closer to the edge. "God, you're incredible," he groaned, his grip tightening in her hair. "Keep...keep looking up at me like that...fuck, I'm good at edging, but you make me wanna forget literally every trick I've ever learned and just cum right down that throat..." He chuckled dryly, humming deeply as those beautiful eyes wavered almost innocently up at him.

She moaned against him, sucking him inch by inch into her mouth. Hearing good girl always made her crazy. Her lust blown hazel eyes met his as she took him completely into her throat and her nose touched his pelvis. She came off him sloppily, his cock slick with her saliva as she stroked him again and took a breath. "Just want to make you feel so good, Sir," she growled, sucking him back in, bobbing her head back and forth with wet, lewd sucking sounds surrounding them in the office.

sexual sunday honesty! send my muse a nsfw/sexual question and they have to answer it honestly.

You totally should. Knowing you, you'll have an amazing time. It's like...an Ollie-branded heaven; all the sex and hot guys you could imagine, with myself and Sam topping that list, obviously. (Clock the 'topping' pun. ;) )

Fuck, you better, Smythe. ;)

It is, isn't it. The house?? Ah. I keep meaning to stop by that place. Spend some time at the business. Take in the states and all that. But if I do walk by when you're all naked...with that ass up.

I promise to take full advantage of...whats on offer, Pierce.

Owen's breath hitched at the sight of Violet sinking to her knees before him. He didn't think he'd ever get used to how beautiful she was; especially when she was in her element like this. He gazed down at her with a perfect mix of desire and adoration, his crystal-blue eyes locked onto her green ones as she worked his belt and pants open. A low groan escaped him as she took out his semi-hard cock and stroked it with her soft, delicate hands. When her warm mouth enveloped his length, he let out a long, guttural moan, his head falling back. "Oh, fuck...you're such a good girl," he gasped, his fingers tangling in her blonde hair to keep her right where he wanted him.

She moaned against his lips, her fingers pushing through his hair as they massaged his scalp. Her hips slowly rutted against his lap as their connection deepened. She pulled away to hear his words, offering him an equally sweet and wicked smile. "I'm happy to be of service to you Sir," she said, sinking down his body until her knees hit the floor. Her eyes remained entranced onto Owens as her fingers fiddled against his belt and pants buttons, loosening to be able to pull his cock from their confines. She stroked him slowly, her tongue flattening to lick up the full length of the underside from base to tip, moaning as she sucked his head into her warm mouth.

Well, I'm all about asking nicely and being a good boy and all that. Besides, people have a tough time saying no to me, regardless of what I'm asking for - and yeah, I'd definitely love to have her watch, especially if it would turn her on to do so.

When it comes to sex with my favorite people, I totally am! Most of the time, no, only when she has something in mind. She likes that sight just as much as you do, trust me! But she also likes to be able to touch me whenever she wants, so no panties helps with that. I’m sure if you ask nicely, Daddy would be totally open to that, as long as she would get to watch somehow <3

Owen's heart raced as he felt Violet straddle his lap, her warmth enveloping him. He let out a low, appreciative groan as her lips met his again, eagerly returning the kiss. His fingers trailed lightly along her spine, reveling in the sensation of her touch. "Mmm, you always know just how to make me feel good," he murmured, his voice husky with desire. Leaning back slightly, he allowed her access to his neck, closing his eyes as she worked her magic. "Oh, Vi, you have no idea how much I need this," he confessed, his breath hitching as her fingers worked their magic. "You already feel so damn amazing...."

She bit her bottom lip in excitement as Owen explained his plan for her, "Oh thank you, Sir! I can't wait," she smiled brightly. She gasped as Owen pulled her closer, ending in her straddling his lap against the chair he sat so confidently in. Her hands came around the back of his neck and up against the back of his head as their kiss was deep immediately. She moaned against his lips, her hips grinding slightly against him and beyond her control. "I love it when you kiss me, Sir," she hummed against his lips. Her kiss ran along his jaw and down his neck, her fingers massaging into the back of his skull. "You seem so tense, Sir," she moaned against his skin, "Please, let me help you relax?"

Owen's gaze followed Violet's movements with obvious interest, his pulse quickening at the sight of her revealing attire. He leaned back in his chair, a suggestive smirk playing on his lips. "I think you did. You'll be stripping in the main showroom during peak hour next Friday night - it seemed fitting that our sexiest slave gets the star treatment she deserves." Owen said with a boyish grin, which widened at Violet's question, his eyes smoldering with desire. "Well..." he started, his voice low and teasing. "how about we start with this?" With a mischievous glint in his eyes, he reached out to pull her closer, his lips capturing hers in a passionate kiss over his desk; the work from that day happily forgotten as he kissed the beautiful blonde. "Mmm...I'll never get tired of kissing you, Vi."

"I hope I got the fun stuff on that schedule," she chuckled as she walked closer, peeling her sweater from her shoulders and down her arms, leaving the simple flower pattered spaghetti strapped dress in it's wake. She couldn't help the smile, licking her lips as she moved closer towards him. "Well, I could say the same about you, Sir," she admitted huskily, her face already flushed pink in anticipation. "So, how can I reward you for such wonderful, hard work?"

Owen's eyes flickered with amusement as Violet entered the room, his lips curling into a playful grin. "Why, thank you, Vi," he replied, his voice low and sultry, exhaling so that his chest puffed out under his tight-fitted, pale pink button-down that went with his equally tight, khaki dress pants. "But I have to say - as beautifully coordinated as this week's staffing schedule looks, the real masterpiece is right in front of me." He grinned, his ocean-blue eyes looking her up and down hungrily.

Violet smirked as she put her phone down and damn near skipped towards the office where she knew she'd find Owen. She snuck herself into the door and closing behind her, sauntering slowly towards the handsome man behind the desk. "Hello, Sir," she smiled, "You seem to have gotten some very good work done today."