Part 4. Claudette (a Joy BDSM story)

James opens the door moments after I knock, he must have been waiting behind it. I don’t know what to expect, a leather jock strap, holding a whip? But no, he’s in the same clothes.

James beckons me in, ‘Come in Claudette.’ Ok, so Fiona has told him about me.

I step through the entrance room into a huge open plan area with the most enormous bed in the center. Plush chairs, sofas, and all sorts of fancy furniture are arranged artfully around the place. Two sides of the room have floor to ceiling windows. The view is spectacular, it creats the impression we are floating above the sparkling city lights. Wow!

James motions for me to sit, asking if I’d like a drink. I say I’ll have whatever he’s having, and he brings a whisky and ice over then sits on the sofa opposite. Leaning forward he talks softly, telling me Fiona revealed everything, with the exception of what we planned for tonight. But given she’s in the bathroom preparing to come out as Joy, he has a pretty good idea how the evening is likely to progress. His expression becomes serious, and he asks if I understand what will happen. I reassure him he’s not to worry about me, I’m ready and very willing. He asks if I’m comfortable taking direction and I nod my agreement. Then he divulges their safe word, ‘Hot Buttered Toast.’ I burst out laughing, I can’t help myself, I’d never expected that one.

Behind me the bathroom door opens, James looks up and I see his eyes fill with appreciation. I turn and wow, she’s a latex clad amazon! Joy towers over us in the highest platform stilettos I’ve ever seen, I don’t know how she walks in them.

No one speaks, we just take her in. Her stunning legs are sheathed in shiny black latex right up to the top of her thighs. Her vulva lips glistens revealing her womanhood, pink and swollen in anticipation. A garment not much more than latex straps crisscrosses her torso, creating the illusion that her abdomen and chest is already bound. She has a black collar around her neck and her long dark hair is pulled back and tightly platted in a ponytail. Joy holds her arms behind her back and those fabulous breasts point straight at me, head height, each erect nipple adorned with a drop pearl piercing.

The look in her eyes could do damage. For a sub, she dominates the room.

James breaks the silence, instructing Joy to undress me. I approach her, my heart is pounding. A fleeting smile crosses her glossy vermillion lips. Undoing the buttons of my blouse, she delicately lifts it from my shoulders and lets it drop to the floor. Her finger caresses my cheek, running along my jaw line and over my lips, I open them for her, but she doesn’t enter. She strokes my collar bone then traces the curve of my breasts her hands on a journey down to my belt. She releases the catch letting it fall.

As she wraps her arms around my waste to unfasten my skirt, her breasts are in my face. I ask James if I may kiss them. He says yes. Reaching out my tongue, I flick a pearl into my mouth then holding it between my lips I tug. I’m shocked at how much I enjoy her sharp intake of breath. To sooth the pain I take her whole nipple in my mouth gently swirling my tongue around it, I’m sucking another woman’s breast and I love it.

I am so much shorter than Joy she is having difficulty reaching the fastenings on my skirt. James whispers in my ear for permission to help, gratefully I accept. He has it off me in seconds. I hope he is admiring what he sees. I purchased this sexy lingerie ensemble just for them. Black heels, seamed stockings, suspenders, lacy French knickers, and bra. I was very pleased with myself when I posed in front of the mirror earlier.

James instructs me to lead Joy to the window, he wants her spread eagled against the glass. He is unwrapping a package, spreading its contents across the bed. It’s a selection of whips and spankers, many of them look positively evil. As we colluded behind his back, Joy is to be punished and I must administer the discipline. I am to choose which implement to use. I pick the least frightening looking spanker, it has smooth black leather on one side and gold studs on the other, I’m surprised how good it feels in my hand.

Joy spreads like a starfish against the window. What a spectacular scene, if anyone looked out of their window and saw her, they’d be in for a shock. The plate glass reflects her statuesque image she looks amazing. I move toward her, describing how much she turns me on, what I’m about to do to her, all in French. She sees me reflected in the glass, kneeling behind her. I kiss and stroke her legs, I rub the paddle over her body, brushing the studs against her. Then I whack, tentatively at first. I choose those gorgeous breasts, then her flat tummy. Joy closes her eyes. I get more vigorous on her thighs and buttocks. I spank her bottom hard, the ‘thwack’ is impressive, her soft flesh wobbles, leaving a white impression of the spanker across her buttocks gradually turning red. It looks beautiful, I kiss it. She has strands of love juice dripping between her open legs, I catch them on my tongue. James tells me I am doing well; his shirt is unbuttoned, his stiff cock protrudes from his open fly.

He tells me to do whatever I desire to Joy. I slide my fingers over her arse then into her dripping pussy. She shudders with excitement. I keep whispering to her in French as I ease three fingers into her, pushing and twisting them. I add my little finger and push, the muscles of her vaginal wall press on my hand, resisting me. I need to relax her, release any tension first.

I look to James; he’s gently stroking himself as he watches us. I ask if I can take her to the bed. He grants permission. Together we lay her on her back, she is compliant. I tell Joy that she is going to lick me, suck me, eat me till I cum all over her, I repeat in English. She smiles. It is time to remove my underwear leaving just my stockings and suspenders. I face James; it is his birthday after all. Peeling away my bra my breasts are exposed for his delectation, I shimmy so they bounce, his eyes light up. Turning back around, I slip my knickers over my bottom and down my legs, bending at the waist to remove them from my ankles. He gets an eyeful.

Climbing on the bed, I kneel over Joy and lower my breasts onto her belly. My erect nipples rub against her skin as I stroke them up her torso and onto her pearl clad breasts. I squash my big sensitive areolas onto her nipples. Mmmm, I’m developing a taste for nipple play. Finally, I plunge them into her mouth, Joy sucks with enthusiasm, biting my them until I groan with the pleasure of the pain.

I’m I straddle her face and lower myself onto her waiting tongue. I shaved my vulva, leaving just a tuft of pubic hair up top, so she gets the best of both. Joy feasts on me greedily, rolling her tongue all over my vagina, pushing it deep. She sucks my labia deep into her mouth then releases them to concentrate on my clitoris. I’m so hot already I cum very quickly, moaning and gasping. I want more, I stay sat on her face. James comes in for a better view, he kisses Joy’s cheek while I rock my hips, grinding myself into her hot mouth. I bet he can smell me, he could lick me if he likes, I’m lost in the moment, I get faster and faster I can’t control myself, I explode with another orgasm.

James starts strapping Joy to the bed; he has wrist and ankle restraints in place. Reluctantly I climb off her face and assist in tying her down. Once secure, we both attend to her needs. James uses a riding crop on her, short sharp flicks anywhere on her body, each time he strikes he bends to kiss the soft skin better. I attack her cunt with delight, probing every fold and crevice of her vulva, lapping hungrily. She is getting closer. James kneels beside me to closely scrutinize me tonguing his wife. I offer Joy’s cunt for him, but he declines preferring to watch me bring his her off. It doesn’t take long. She is shudders and pushes herself onto my tongue as a deep groan escapes. James whispers in my ear, keep going. I don’t need to be told twice. This time I latch on to her clit and suckle like a baby making chewing motions. James has a hand resting on her abdomen, he likes to feel her muscles tense when she comes. Its building inside her, I can sense it. She comes, her body bucking with each spasm. She is ready now.