Beauty's Domination [1/2] + Bonus

Watching the pleasure on Seth's face as he finished inside of Ethan was beautiful, but the peace and serenity on Ethan's face were one for the books. He'd needed this more than I or Seth thought. Or maybe just more than I thought.

This view into their life, what was going to be my life, was as intense as it was magnificent. As long as they let me, I'll be with them both. Like this. Rubbing Seth's sweaty back after he collapsed on top of Ethan. Stroking Ethan's face with my other hand, running my fingers over his lips. Kissing them between gasping breaths as they tried to calm their breathing.

It was a true definition of Heaven on Earth.

"My two beautiful angels," I whispered, hovering slightly out of reach from Ethan's lips.

"Mm," Ethan hummed, his breathing slowing. "I think he's falling asleep on me."

Seth grunted, clearly too tired for words, but he remained in place. Ethan's tired smile let me know he was okay with that.

"You're gonna get cold," I said, but Seth's snores were my answer.

I chuckled and went to stand up, but Ethan grabbed my hand, "Where are you going?" he asked.

"I'm gonna go get a sheet. You're both hot now, so a clean cool sheet will cool you off, but keep you both warm enough when your temperatures lower."

"You thought of all of that?" His hand had yet to release mine, so when I gave him a nod and tried to pull away I didn't expect his grip to tighten. He pulled me closer, flipped my hand over and placed a gentle kiss on my palm before finally releasing me.

It turned out I didn't have to wear the 'fuck me' black leather, or heels, and the whips--as promised--were voluntary... just like every boxed toy being presented to me now.

I gestured towards them, "What happens to those after we're finished with them?" I stepped forward, waiting for the answer, and letting my fingers glide over the different assortments of size, shapes, and colors.

"Three choices: you take them home, you leave them here to be used at a later date and of course the proper sanitary measures will be used for this option, or you throw them away. Shelf life for any rubber dildos or vibrators varies compared to the glass ones. And you can choose as many as you like, it's all-inclusive with the membership fee."

"That makes sense," I mumbled, distracted by the gaudy purple butt plug my finger stopped on.

Well, it doesn't have to be pretty.

I picked the box up, flipped it through the air, and slammed my other hand to the side of it, catching it. Walking towards Ethan I dropped it in his hands and his eyebrows rose into his hairline.

"Really?" he asked, sounding surprised, but pleased

With a shrug, I nodded. "I said I wanted to try it eventually. Why not now? Also," I paused and did a quick once over hoping to see a price tag, "you still haven't told me how much this membership is."

Ethan scowled and pulled the box out of reach. "That's not important. Is this it?"

I wanted to argue but figured there would be another time and place for that conversation. Swiveling back towards the table of goodies, I searched more. "Probably don't want to try too many new things at once," I said more to myself than the men in the room.

The hot breath against my neck took me by surprise and I yelped, bumping into Gabe's front as he stood behind me. I turned my head to stare at him. "You're right," he said. "Too much all at once will put you on overload and that can lead to trauma. So I would suggest maybe one more. One not as intense as the anal plug." Gabe stepped around me and reached for a feather that looked more like a cat toy than a sex toy. "Tickling is very stimulating. How about this one?"

I glanced over at Ethan and Seth, but nodded, taking the cat toy. "Weren't you supposed to have the night off?" I asked Gabe.

His lips curved upward. "I don't remember. My schedules change on an hourly basis, but I put up with it because the money is good."

"And you get to have sex or be sexually active... not all jobs get to claim that perk!" I said, letting out a snort.

"Actually, it's not encouraged for staff members to be physically active in any sessions while working. There's too much of a chance for distraction. Most of us are here to protect our members from going too far. We can't do that if we're too into ourselves. Exceptions can and are made, however."

"So it will be you in the room with us?" I asked.

Gabe gave a nonchalant shrug. "I'm not sure, to be honest. Let me take you to your room, let you get settled, and then I'll run it by the boss man."


It was quick. Feet shuffling to the room that was surprisingly empty, except for a mahogany-colored bench with black cuffs, two on both ends. Hands. Feet. The large metal door, extra thick to help with soundproofing, swung shut as Gabe left. Ethan started unwrapping the gift I gave him.

"Already?" I whispered, rubbing my sweaty hands over my abdomen.

The curve of his lips lifted as he walked towards the bench. He straddled the bench, his mischievous, needy eyes found mine in the lightly lit room as he licked the bottom of the suction cup that was attached to the anal plug. Then, reaching in his back pocket, he pulled out a stretch of black material and used it to secure it better by buckling the flaps underneath the bench. He tightened the black strap like a belt and then pushed back and for to make sure it couldn't move much.

"I'm not just gonna sit on that, am I?"

Ethan tilted his head with a smile, "you aren't ready for this. It's for me."

My eyes widened before I walked closer to him, running my hand over the plug. It wasn't rubber like I initially thought, more of a 'sturdy' plastic. "Well, what am I doing?"

Ethan flipped his hair out of his eyes and stood, pulling my arms up over my head. "Keep them up," he mumbled, letting the tips of his fingers trail down them to my sides before stopping at the hem of the shirt and whipping it off me. My arms instantly went down, covering my bra covered chest.

Ethan scowled. "Up."

I could feel the chill of the airbrush against my skin and I glanced towards Seth as he moved like a feline to the corner of the room where a chair stood. My eyes met his as he sat, stretching, crossing his legs out. He settled his chin against the palm of his hand and looked on in amusement.

Well, no help there.

"Ethan, I--"

He lifted an eyebrow before leaning forward to rub at my sides. One hand went behind me, swatting my ass hard enough to make me yelp in surprise. He soothed the sting by rubbing over it and then proceeded to put my arms back up. This time he bent down, capturing my lips in long, deep, almost punishing kiss with biting teeth and a licking tongue.

Ethan's hands swept under my hair, gripping the back of my neck as he held me still, assaulting my mouth to the point of breathlessness. When I needed to breath I pushed enough to let him know. He tore his mouth away but didn't pull away. He simply rested his forehead against mine, gasping for the air we both had needed.

"You are so fucking beautiful," he whispered. "Keep your arms up, reach for that ceiling. Don't move them, Cassie. Do what I say. Understand?"

I swallowed at the sound of desperation in his voice. The excitement of the idea of me obeying his every word was making him rush through things I'd rather not rush through. When he started reaching for my pants, my arms dropped and I gripped his wrists. I looked over my shoulder, worried the door would open showing Gabe.

"Ethan, can we slow down..."

He paused, pulling his hands away from my pants to settle lower on my waist. He pulled my hips into his, switching from wanting to strip me to a bit of bump and grind.

"You're beautiful, you know? Seth sees it, I see it, you don't have to worry about anyone else not seeing it. I guarantee you they'll see it and they'll be just as hot for you as I am," he whispered in my ear. He kissed my earlobe, the curve of my jaw, my neck, the middle of my chin just below my swollen bottom lip. A free hand wormed its way between and he squeezed my breast, pushing up so he could eye the upper swell. His trailing kisses started lower until he was sucking the top of the breast he'd pushed up.

He continued down until his lips closed around my nipple through the material of my bra, causing a gasp to escape. I moved my hands to the back of his head, holding him there as he sucked and gently bit down.

I didn't notice he was backing me up until my back felt the cold from the wall seep into my warm back. Ethan's hand wrapped on the base of my throat, his hand and hips holding me in place. "Strip," he said, his voice deep, husky, and quivering.

"Ethan--" I paused as he scraped his teeth down the side of my jaw. He then bumped the indent of my cheek with his nose like a puppy looking for snuggles.

"Take." He licked. "Your." He bit. "Clothes." He sucked. "Off." He stepped away. A dark, dominating persona shifted his features. The lusting glint in his eyes that never left me made me breathless. Ethan's arms folded across his chest and he paced. Impatient. Like a wild, starving cat waiting to pounce at the right moment so he could feast.

I peeked over his shoulder meeting Seth's eyes as he rubbed himself through his pants. With his eyes still glued to mine, I heard him pull the zipper down. My eyes widened as I glanced down and then shot back up to his face. Seth raised an eyebrow almost daring me to not obey Ethan.

I slowly lifted my shirt and whipped it off. As I was about to reach for the buttons on my jeans a buzz came from the door, signaling someone was coming in.

"Now, Cassie. Now," Ethan growled.

By the time Gabe walked through the heavy door the front of my jeans was open and Ethan's hand was slipping inside.

"Before you start," Gabe's voice made Ethan's hand paused in its descent down under. "I've got a family emergency and can't be present for this session, as much as I want to be."

"What does that mean?" I asked, trying to control my breathing as Ethan's index finger played with the sides of my panties.

Gabe ran a hand through his hair, "It means camera."

"C-camera? No, but I thought--"

Gabe held a finger up, "It's usually cameras, bossman approved one camera. He can't be here either and this is my job, it's a business, we can't run the risk that someone gets injured. Avery will be the only one monitoring. It'll be camera C," Gabe said.

I shook my head, not bothering to pay attention to where Gabe was pointing. "It's not recorded, is it?"

"It is, but I'm sure, given the amount of money your boys invest in us that we can not record it, unless..." he paused and aimed a raised eyebrow at Ethan and then Seth, "Unless you'd like it as a souvenir. Play it back another day when you're getting in the mood."

"Take it home?"

Gabe nodded.

I nodded. That could work. "I'd feel better if we could take it if it has to be this way. Honestly, I might feel more comfortable with one camera and one person watching whom I can't see than actually having one person in the room watching. This might be better."

Gabe gave a wide smile. "Good, because it's that or a rescheduling."

Ethan's one arm he had wrapped around my waist tightened. He didn't want to reschedule. I could tell by the movement alone. "Rescheduling isn't going to be necessary."

"Okay. The camera turns on in 5, 4..." Gabe started his count down, and did a weird signal with his fingers before turning and hightailing it on out.

"Whoa," I mumbled. "I feel like I'm making a porno."

Seth gave a warm chuckle from the corner he'd settled in. "We are, for us, and Avery. How the hell he's gonna be able to watch it and wait on people at the front desk is beyond me."

I exhaled as two of Ethan's fingers slipped inside me. My head dropped against his shoulder. He turned his face towards mine, placing his lips against my temple. "So, Avery won't be watching?"

"Oh no, he'll be watching. It's his job if something bad happens, but I'm just saying how is he not going to be masturbating to this beautiful picture."

I could feel Ethan smile against me. "Would you like to come over and kiss this beautiful picture?" Ethan asked, his voice shifting from dom-to-sub a lot more fluidly than I would have thought possible.

The movement and scuffling of Seth's feet were his answer. He didn't stop moving forward until he was pressed against the front of my body with enough space that his head could bend down to nibble at my collarbone. The tip of his tongue delved into the indent and then flattened as he licked upwards until he reached my chin. I felt his hand slip between the back of my neck and Ethan's shoulder as he pulled me up, resting our foreheads together.

Seth kissed gently against my lips, sucking on my bottom lip before he pulled away. His eyes shut as if savoring the taste before he opened them again. Seth's gaze felt like the deepest penetration of my life at that moment. I wanted to drown in it, be there forever, have him look at me like that forever. If it was the last thing I did in this world I'd be okay with that, because to be seen, to be loved, to be desired this much by not one, but two people, was heaven.

Ethan told me with his hands, his body, the way his back bowed slightly so that he could accommodate my back into his front. Seth showed me with his eyes, with his tenderness in the way he kissed me. All three of us were there to explore our sexuality, to try new things, perhaps even to understand our desires better, but we--or at least I--would leave this place with so much more than just that.

Self-doubt had always been in the back of my mind. How could they love me? How could anyone love me? Well, self-doubt, today I win!


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A previous chapter [Sethanism] from a different perspective:

Pt. 1: Sethanism [Ethan's POV]

My lungs were on fire as I tried to breathe. The cause? A frantic mixture of kisses to Seth and the demanding, yet unsure, nature of Cassie's wandering hands going up my sides. When the tips of her fingers skimmed across my lower back, I shivered and had to pull away her hands clamping over my ass. There was a frustrated, almost helpless look crossing Cassie's face that caused me to glance down.

I couldn't describe the strange, multitude of emotions crossing me in that moment. My best friend was getting finger fucked by my boyfriend. Honestly, what a great, albeit dirty, conversation starter. If I had to describe the delicious slurp and slush of it, of the direct punch of lust to the groin it caused me I don't think I could do it justice.

"Another one," Seth whispered the warning. I glanced down at the same time he pushed a second finger inside her.

I rubbed a hand over her belly, hoping to ease the discomfort from her face as she shut one eye and bit her lip.

"You are tight! I thought you had a dildo," Seth mumbled, his eyes glued to her face.

"Rabbit is my beloved toy, but he rarely sees my insides," she said. "Mostly, it's just for vibration."

I cocked an eyebrow at the tiny smile playing on Seth's mouth as he watched her. Seth had a possessive nature and liked being the first to do things, so it didn't surprise me that what she said pleased him so much. What did surprise me was that that part of his nature was usually aimed towards individuals he'd been sexually intimate with more than once. They'd all fooled around, but had it been enough to get Seth to that level without any of them knowing?

This relationship was going to be good for all of them. And not just simply good... exciting.

Seth bowed his head, offering his lips to Cassie. She darted her tongue out, licking up the middle of them before deciding to suck on his bottom, fuller, lip. "Hmm, you taste like watermelon Jolly Ranchers," Cassie whispered as her tongue darted to the corner of his mouth like she wanted to eat him up.

I knew the feeling. Seth's addiction to watermelon Jolly Ranchers and the taste that lingered in his mouth had given me cravings for more things than just sucking on his tongue.

The funny thing is? I don't even like watermelon.

"This is—" Seth paused, casting a puzzled glance my way. His head tilted and his mouth dropped open and closed before he spoke again. "I don't think I've ever been licked like this."

If he wanted to be licked like that more often I could arrange it, but I had to admit, watching Cassie's pink little tongue lick up the corner of his mouth was killing me. I exhaled slowly, absently letting my hand rub her belly before curiosity got the better of me and I let my fingers trail down closer to Seth's.

"Are you enjoying yourself?" Seth asked sounding amused as Cassie continued lapping at him like a kitten over a bowl of milk.

I paused in my hands' descent and tore my gaze from Seth's viciously working fingers between Cassie's legs. The need rattling in Seth's voice was shocking. He was usually so calm and collected during our BDSM sessions. Even when we were just together, no games, no roles being played, just us, it would take a while for him to get to this point. That point where he was buzzed, where he was so turned on that a simple touch or flick of the wrist could set him off and it would be over.

Biting my bottom lip, I let my gaze travel back and forth between them and the sudden urge to take control floored me. I'd never wanted to be in charge before. The submission I gave Seth had been all I needed, but it seemed to be a different story when Cassie was involved.

Me dominating Cassie, her dominating Seth... the idea alone sent a lightning shock wave through my body and the bells ringing in my ears barely let me hear Cassie as she responded to Seth.

"Yes," she whispered, sweeping her tongue down the curve of his jaw before grazing her teeth against his bone. "I think I could lick you forever."

Oh, fuck me.

My hands were working faster over her stomach. Back and forth, up and down, almost like I was trying to soothe her, but really I was too overwhelmed with the need to do more at that point. Images upon images of what I wanted to do to her, of what I wanted to see her do to Seth made me tremble.

Trying to shake myself out of the stupor I'd been put under I slide my hand up her midriff to cup her breast. Bending down, I placed a sucking kiss against her nipple

"I might be inclined to let you," Seth whispered, letting his eyes close partially as he tilted his head, offering Cassie his neck.

"I've got a lot to learn, you know?" she whispered the words between licks and bites, shivering when I blew against her and shifted to her other breast.

"Yes you do," Seth said. "You are so fucking hot!" A shiver wracked through his body. It was a hard shiver that seemed to vibrate to his thrusting fingers, up Cassie's body, to my mouth.

Probably just my imagination, probably just me needing to calm down if I was going to be able to do what Cassie wanted. I inhaled and exhaled a few times, slowly so I could not only catch my breath but calm myself down.

"You've got me beat," she said. "You both have me beat and I think I've found my religion."

What was that? I pulled my mouth from her and looked up.

Seth pulled away, frowning, his fingers still working in and out of her. "You've got some creepy ass sex talk sometimes."

"What?" she asked, pulling her best innocent look. "Sethanism could totally be a religion, and I plan on worshipping hard! Every day, in fact!"

Aw, gees.

Seth chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck with his free hand before glancing at me. All I could do was shrug—it was Cassie, he shouldn't be surprised at this point—and continued placing small kisses between spearing tongue laps against her right nipple.

"I'm game," I said, watching Seth.