Adventures of Aphrodite II

She sent them the text and they all knew. Tonight wouldn't be a normal one. She was having a bad day. She needed them to be ready. She needed to use them in the ways that she wanted. It was one of those nights that didn't cater to their preferences and perversions, but to hers. They knew she wouldn't cross their limits, but she would come right up on them and stay there. It helped her though. It let her vent all of her frustrations. It let her be who she was, in the fullness of her sadistic beauty.

They met at home about an hour before she got home from work. They knew they needed a plan, and preparation. Sigma brought out the big plugs and the lube. They were undressed already, she liked them that way. She had specified no gags tonight. She "wanted to hear them scream." They took turns bending over. Lubing each other up and sliding in the plugs that were just a little too big to be comfortable. Once they were in they were all hyper aware of them, of their vulnerability, of what was coming.

Iota went to the kitchen to start cooking dinner, while Nu straightened things up in the bedroom and Sigma gave the living room a good deep clean. Each movement was a reminder of what was, and what was to come. They knew they needed this part to. It's part of what drew them to her. It's why they worked as a family.

Sigma heard the lock on the door turn. He listened as she put her things away and his heart jumped as he watched her walk into the living room. He could see the rage in her eyes and feel it radiating off her body. He knew that he was seconds away from feeling that rage. His ass tightened around the plug, feeling its fullness, and his cock filled. There wasn't anything he could do to hide his arousal, or the hint of fear in his face. He walked over to where she was standing and put his arms around her, squeezing her tight. She melted into him, for maybe seconds, maybe minutes, neither of them were really aware of the passage of time. He felt her let go of a long breath, then step slightly back away from him.

"Hand me the cane and lay over the arm of the couch. Now!"

He jumped a little as he picked up one of the whippy sticks out of its basket. He handed it to her and placed himself over the arm of the couch, making sure to carefully place his buttocks high in the air with his legs together. He braced himself with his arms. He knew this wouldn't be their normal fun. He could smell her arousal. She was wearing her black dress. The one that swished a bit when she would spin around. She had taken off her shoes. It was not a night for games.

She noticed the plug in his ass and smiled. She liked it when they did this. When they worked together to please her and make it a bit easier on themselves. Sigma would not be taking a cock tonight, but the other two probably would. Sigma liked it too much, and she had other plans for him tonight. First, she needed to hurt him. She needed to mark him. She needed to use him as hers.

"Stay still," she ordered. Her voice now harsh and seething the anger she was about to apply. The first blow came hard across the full part of his ass. The strike took his breath away and he let out a little squeak as he struggled to hold his position. The next one came quickly and just as hard, but right on the crease between his butt and his thighs. It was more than squeak this time. The next came across right between the two and he jumped. She had never gone quite this hard and the tears were coming up in his eyes.

She saw the flash of fear. He wasn't used to this. He had only been with them for about nine months. She wasn't going to let up, but she knew he needed some encouragement to get through this. She put her hand on the small of his back and calmly and firmly bent him back over. She could see the beautiful dark streaks rising on his ass, and she knew her pussy was responding in kind. He could smell it too. She made sure to lean in close to his nose. She had slipped her panties off in the hallway, so there was nothing to stop her arousal from being known. "How about if you count the ten more?"

"Yes my Lady." His voice was steadier now. She stepped back around and took her hand off of his lower back.

"Good boy. Now stay in place and count each one." She started at the top and worked her way down. Laying deep stripes across his ass with each lash. He counted. It gave him something to focus on besides the pain. He knew what he had to endure for her. The tears fell freely. After five he couldn't hold back the screams. Seven, eight and nine were down his thighs. He knew he wouldn't feel anything but this for days. Ten was a cross stroke. She had been careful not to draw blood, but she knew it wasn't by much. She placed her hand on his back again. "Good boy. Did you like that?"

"No my Lady," he managed to whisper, as she massaged his burning ass and thighs. He felt hot. She loved to feel the marks. Loved knowing that he willingly took the pain, for her. She wrapped her hand around to his front and felt his obviously throbbing cock.

"Well, this seems to indicate otherwise," she giggled. The rest of him turned red as he grew even harder in her hand. "Now on your back on the floor."

Sigma was confused. What was she doing? He knew she wasn't going to finish him. That wasn't his thing. He enjoyed the orgasm denial, and she hadn't ever made him cum before. The thought of losing that control in front of her made him want to disappear. He panicked. He had not put it on his "hard no" list though. She wouldn't?

He watched her stand over him and he saw that she wasn't wearing panties. He could see her pussy ready to drip. What was she going to do? She slowly lowered herself to the floor, straddling him. She locked his eyes as she slid herself over his cock.

She could see how mortified he was. She hadn't ever had him inside of her before. He didn't think he was worthy. She knew that. She also knew that although it wasn't something he wanted, it wasn't something he had said no to. Tonight, she needed that. She needed to take what he didn't WANT to give, and she was going to take it all.

Sigma realized with horror what she was going to do as her eyes glared into his with an intensity that he had never felt before. It wasn't anger now. It was possession, and something else. Love, desire, need. It poured out of her in waves as she rhythmically ground herself against his cock. The feel of her pussy was overpowering. She wasn't letting up, and he knew that she wasn't going to let up. He was trying, trying not to, but she was so hot and wet and her eyes!

He felt it building. He knew he couldn't stop it. He had held it so long and when it came over him it felt like he was pulled into the ocean. Wave after wave rolled over him, engulfing him in a pleasure so strong he forgot about himself.

She didn't stop pumping him. She ground her clit hard into him as he came, bringing herself to the orgasm she had been building since she got in the car to come home. She felt him under her. She kept him going as long as she could and wrapped her arms around him as he came down.

The bliss had overwhelmed him. Now though, now the panic was starting to hit. He had cum in her pussy. Everything was throbbing. His butt against the carpet, his ass around the giant plug in it, and his cock still encased in her warmth. He pulled himself out of her and whispered, "I'm sorry."

He saw her eyes flash and knew that the apology was a mistake. "You will not be sorry!" She was off his hips and on top of his face before he could even take in a breath. Her hands grabbed his hair hard, and he heard her snarl "EAT IT!"

He was sorry now. She took what was hers and he wasn't in the place to apologize. He was going to make it up to her. He dug his face into her pussy deeper as she pushed her clit into his tongue. His nose started to fill with her juices. and he was overwhelmed. He felt her shaking as she came, over and over again, on his face. She raised herself up a bit to let him breathe. He gasped for air, thinking about nothing but having her back on top of him.

She grabbed his hair tighter and looked him in the eyes. "I said eat it." The smirk on her face made him realize that she wasn't just talking about her clit. She was on top of him again, shoving her pussy against his tongue. His stomach dropped, but he couldn't argue. He pushed his tongue into her, knowing it was his own cum he was drawing out. It was his own cum sliding down his throat when he swallowed. His lips were sore and his tongue hurt from stretching, but he heard her growl "eat it all!," before sitting back into him again. He grabbed her by the hips and dug his face into her. He stuck his tongue as deep as he could into her pussy to draw out all the juice. He swallowed and then started licking her clit hard. He was going to please her.

He felt her go rigid and shake. She let out the scream this time. He held her to him and kept licking until the shaking stopped. He was hungry for it. Hungry for every second of her pleasure. He could tell when it was over, and lifted up on her hips, helping her to lay down next to him. He brought her head onto his shoulder gently as she wrapped her arms around him.

"Good boy" she whispered in his ear with a grin. He felt it. He felt pride. He felt love. He felt used in all of the right ways.

She felt him come down and knew he was okay. She drew the soft throw off of the other arm of the couch and tucked it around him as he drifted to sleep. He would need a little nap. He really was a good boy.

She stuck her head in the kitchen to check on Iota. He let her know that dinner would be ready in about 30 minutes, and she told him to keep an eye on Sigma if he heard him stir. "Is Nu upstairs?"

"Yes my Lady. We thought you might want him there."

"Indeed. We will be down for dinner."

She let her anger surface again as she was climbing the stairs. She came into the bedroom and Nu dropped to his knees. He watched as she slid on her strap on and attach her biggest member. He was glad he had the plug. He knew she was going to make heavy use of his ass. She then went to her cabinet. The one where she kept her impact toys. His eyes darted up. He did not enjoy being spanked, and she had rarely spanked him in their years together. She picked up her lighter strap and turned to face him. She could see the questions in his eyes. She sighed. Part of her fought against it. She knew he wouldn't enjoy it. She knew it was truly sadistic. She looked at him.

"I need it." Aphrodite stated clearly. Nu understood.

"Yes my Lady. Where do you want me."

"Over the bed. You can hold onto the pillow."

He followed her instructions. He leaned over the edge of the bed on his tip toes and grabbed hold of the pillow tightly. He felt her hand gently on the small of his back. She was steadying him. Lending him some of her strength. She let the leather fall over his ass. He winced and she saw a tear forming already in his eyes.

She rubbed his thighs with her hand. She would warm him up. She started spanking him with her hand. He started crying. Not that this part hurt so much, but he knew what she was doing. He knew that she wanted to lay the strap into him, but she was doing this for him. He knew that she knew this would make it easier. They both felt his body relax as the heat and color began to build on his butt and thighs. It was time.

She stepped away and drew the strap. She brought it down hard on his thighs as he screamed. She needed it. She needed the screaming. She needed the beautiful marks on his ass. She drew back again and landed solidly on the middle of his ass. She saw him hold his pillow tight. She saw his tears. She continued. Blow after blow until he glowed red and hot. He screamed every time, but stayed still, with his beautiful ass in the air, for her. It was lovely and cathartic.

She dropped the strap and moved in close behind him. She rubbed his cheeks with more greed than gentleness. She reveled in the heat they were giving off. She moved his plug a bit with her thumbs and heard him moan. That was pleasure. He loved it when she played with his ass, and she knew he was going to get his fill. She slid the plug out gently and lubed his ready hole and her member, sliding her finger inside him. She felt him shudder with pleasure and anticipation.

"Are you ready?"

"Yes, my Lady. Please?" he begged.

She wasn't going to deny his invitation and grabbed his hips hard as she slid the eight-inch piece all the way in. He took its sizable girth with ease. She knew he would. It was his favorite. She let him relax around her intrusion, then started pumping him.

"I love it when you take me like the slut you are" she hissed in his ear as she focused her wrath on pumping his hole with the cock. He could cum this way, and she was determined to make that happen tonight. Every time she sank into him, she could feel his ass hot against her thighs, and it drove her as the other end of the cock pressed repeatedly against her mound. She was pounding him now, hard and fast. She felt herself begin to peak but didn't let up. This kind of orgasm was different, and she needed it badly. Harder and harder she pumped. She heard his guttural release as he came on her cock and let herself go. She sank deep into him as it came over her, intense and localized. She pushed just a bit a few more times, drawing out the pleasure. She pressed into him and drew her nails down his back before wrapping them around his waist underneath the pillow. "You made a mess. Good boy."

"Dinner's ready!" Iota called from the kitchen.

She pulled him up off of the bed and slipped her harness off. She had him by the hand leading him down the stairs. He was a little disoriented and still a bit messy with cum. Iota had woken Sigma, and they all walked into the kitchen. Iota knew they had both been through more than normal today. Everyone was acutely aware of the two well marked bums and cum covered cocks as they sat down at the table to eat.

Iota hoped the food and previous activities eased his Lady's feelings. He also knew that she would use him hard after dinner, but he rather enjoyed the more intense spankings. He felt his cock stir under the table at the thought.

The food was good, and she was tired. Today had been terrible. She had to fire one of her workers for sexual harassment. She walked in on him trying to put his hands on one of her more timid female employees. She had heard her say no twice from the other room and came to check. He was lucky she had self-control because she wanted to do more than fire him, but she was more concerned with the female employee he was assaulting. Aphrodite is fiercely protective by nature and made sure her employee was safe and okay before leaving. Her mom had picked her up, so she knew she wouldn't be alone, and that helped, but she still worried. For now, though, she had other things to distract her.

Iota looked relaxed. A bit too relaxed. They had been together almost ten years now. She would have to come up with something to make him a little less relaxed tonight. She knew he enjoyed the intensity that was in store for him. He fed off of it too. It's part of what made them so right for each other. She needed to go deeper with him though. She needed more tonight.

Iota caught her looking at him. He saw the smirk, the twinkle in her eye. He felt his nervousness rise. She was thinking something. She was always thinking something, wasn't she? She could always make him uncomfortable when she wanted to. Everyone was finishing up dinner. He got up to clean things up and she told him to wait. "Let the other two clean up tonight. I have plans for you. Go wait for me in the living room."

He nervously went into the living room. He had figured he would be called up to the bedroom later. She doesn't normally do heavy sessions in the living room. Should he sit down? Kneel? Pace wildly? Why was he breathing so quickly all of a sudden?

She instructed the others to come to the living room when they got done with chores, then went upstairs to grab some tools.

Iota was still in the living room. He heard her go upstairs. What was she planning?

Aphrodite knew that the boys played together sometimes. It wasn't an always thing, but they liked it. They didn't normally play together in front of her though, and certainly not under her direction. She knew that Iota was a bit of a switch and tended to dom with other men. The other two were submissive to their core. Thus, her plan was born. She grabbed one last thing from the cabinet and made her way to the living room.

Iota heard her coming and looked up to see her walk into the room. She had taken the time to get dressed while she was up there. Her full ass was in those leather leggings that he loved, and she was wearing a black bustier that lifted her breasts into heaven. At least, into heaven for him. There was a reason he worshiped her. Were those cuffs in her hand? She didn't normally put cuffs on him. He was good at being still and didn't have to be restrained. She growled "On your knees!" and he immediately obeyed. She grabbed one arm, and then the other. Cuffing them behind his back. It was then that he realized just why he was in the living room. The others had finished up their chores and happened to walk in at that moment. She directed them to sit on the couch. She was going to have them watch.

She then laid the implements out on the table. The heavy strap, a light (but very stingy) paddle, and a heavy bath-brush style paddle that he knew would leave deep bruises. She had also apparently bought herself something new. She put the beautifully made three-foot-long tongue whip on the end of the table. His cock stood as each item hit the table. The others looked a bit confused, and a bit scared.

She was ready to play. She had Sigma move the ottoman to the middle of the room. She helped Iota up. He was delightfully off kilter with his hands cuffed behind his back. She laid him over the ottoman.

Iota realized, when he was placed over the ottoman, that he couldn't put his hands on the floor like he normally did. There was no way to steady himself and he felt awkward. He did not want to feel awkward with the others watching. He wanted to feel brave. He wanted to show them how to do it. Instead, he was just here, helpless. That was what she wanted though, wasn't it?

The first thing he felt was the tip of the leather on the whip bite his skin in two. He wasn't expecting that, and he let out a little yelp. She giggled. His face turned bright red, and he felt the heat as he flushed. It bit into his skin again. Then again. It kept coming before he could get in front of anything.

"Stop wiggling!" She demanded, as she stopped for a second. He felt himself blush even deeper and strained to keep his body still as she continued the lashes. He felt himself break. He didn't know there was a dam, but it gave way. The tears started falling from his eyes. His ass was a mess of leather bites. She was out of fresh skin. She started on his thighs. She was pushing him over. He free fell into subspace. He was hers to do with as she wanted. She would be there to catch him. She put the whip down and grabbed the strap. It was heavy, but she didn't have to be particularly careful with it, like the whip. She could take out her frustrations fully, without holding back. The strap fell hard, over, and over. Blending the tiny leather bites into one bright red beacon. She was getting tired, but she knew she wasn't done.

She grabbed the paddle, working it over his ass and thighs. She needed to go deeper though. She had him spread his legs and made sure she paddled his inner thighs till they were nice and tender. She wanted him to feel this very acutely tomorrow when he pulled on his jeans. There was one more spot she needed to get. She called the other two over and had one spread each cheek. She popped his cute little plug out, and he let out a gasp. She paused for long enough for him to process his situation. He was bent over, his legs spread wide, with two people holding his ass wide open. She took in the beautiful sight for a bit, then grabbed her SSLR camera to take a photo. She wanted him to see the flash and hear the click of the shutter. To know that he was on display. He felt it. She picked the paddle back up and went to work on the inside of his butt crack. She felt him sob as she worked over his sensitive skin. After what seemed like eternity, she dismissed the two of them and left him lying there.

"Now for the finishing touches." She picked up the heavy paddle. Her arms were tired now. She was almost spent, but she knew she needed to finish. She aimed at the place where his ass met his thighs and swung hard. It turned a lovely white color against the hot red. She came down hard on his other thigh. She alternated nice hard swats until she was sure the bruising would show nicely for at least a week.

She finally dropped the paddle and sat down beside him. She put her hand on his lower back and rubbed gently. She let him calm down and come back to her. After a while he turned his head to gaze at her with fuzzy eyes and mumbled "thank you."

She kissed his cheek and said, "you're welcome, but you aren't quite done."

She helped him back to his knees and turned him to face the other two. "We made a couple of messes earlier that didn't get cleaned up."

No one was expecting this, and everyone's face got red this time. She grabbed Iota by the hair and walked him over to Sigma on his knees. Before either one of them had time to argue, she pushed his face into Sigma's crotch and demanded "suck!"

Iota immediately went to town sucking Sigma clean. He licked every inch of his cock, tasting her cum on him. He felt the cock grow hard in his mouth and started working it in and out. She could see Sigma's arousal, and pushed Iota's head onto his cock, making him gag.

"Such good boys! Suck him good now." She almost sang with glee. She watched Sigma's arousal build until she knew he was close. She pulled Iota's head back, to let Sigma come back down a bit. He locked eyes with her. He knew she was edging him. A few seconds later his cock was back in his mouth. Iota worked him hard, but she jerked his head off of his cock right before he was going to cum. "Good boys. Sigma doesn't get to cum though."

She nudged Iota over to Nu. "Clean him up good now, and he gets to cum." He licked him clean, but in the moment, remembered that he had never had another man cum in his mouth before. He hesitated, but she just shoved his mouth onto Nu's now-hard cock until he gagged again. She growled now. "Make him cum."

Sigma wasn't going to hold back now and Nu hadn't had a mouth on his cock in the four years he had been with Aphrodite. He came quick and hard, filling Iota's throat and mouth.

"Mmmmmmm. Swallow it up now," she purred, as he greedily swallowed and licked up the last drop from the tip of his cock.

Before anyone had a chance to come down, she had cleared the coffee table and sat Iota on top of it. She buried his cock in her mouth. He was going to cum too, and it wasn't going to take long. He let go quickly, and she undid the cuffs. She helped him to the couch, and they all snuggled together. She felt better. They all felt loved.