"That's really the one you want?" Damien asked him.

"The others are in use or being cleaned," Tyler said, walking away, thinking about the way Krista had responded to Damien's harsh treatment something he couldn't replicate. Clearly, she had loved it. Suddenly, he wasn't so sure that he would be enough to make her happy, even if she did pick him. With the thought heavy on his mind, he went to the room and took a seat on the light side, figuring that Damien would want the dark.

Chapter 21.

Krista walked into the room behind the two men and decided that it was very fitting. Half the room was pure white and the other midnight black. Even the bed was half and half. Everything on the white side seemed to be designed purely for pleasure. The black, pain. Krista found herself drawn to both sides, much like she was drawn to both of the men with whom she'd entered.

"Take off the cloak, slut," Damien said, "and go sit on the bed."

Krista pulled the string that tied the cloak around her neck and went to sit on the edge of the bed. Her heart was pounding and her pussy throbbed with each beat. Nobody had even touched her yet and already she was out of control. She ground her fingernails into her palms and took a deep breath, trying to calm herself as her eyes followed Damien around the room.

"The key," Damien said walking towards Tyler and holding out his hand.

Tyler handed it over with a sigh. Trust Damien to see the importance of removing Tyler's claim. It was unfortunate because the bondage jewelry truly was amazing on her. Damien walked over and fit the key into the various locks, removing each piece of jewelry and setting it on the bed next to Krista. When he'd removed it all, he carried it over to Tyler and handed him the key.

Krista was silent through the process. She had figured out what he was doing and why. Tyler probably wouldn't understand, but he didn't know about their history. Clearly Damien was not happy about having to share her and didn't want to see the evidence every time he looked at her.

Krista watched as Damien reached behind his back and pulled his shirt over his head, letting it fall to floor. His chiseled chest, strong arms and perfect abs had her mouth watering. More importantly, he had well-defined obliques that made this gorgeous av' shape as they tapered into his groin. Krista didn't know what it was about that particular muscle, but it made her want to trace it with her tongue.

"We are going to fuck you tonight, slut," Damien said as walked towards her. "We are going to work you over until you can't even move. But I've convinced your Master to let me have some time to get acquainted with you first. He's going to sit and watch. Understand?"

"Yes, Damien," Krista whispered, breathlessly. Watching him walk towards her with his eyes full of the dark things he was going to do had stolen her breath. She didn't know how she was going to last when things started to get serious.

"For now, you are mine and mine only," Damien said as he pushed her backwards on the bed and laid down beside her. "Let me here you say it."

"I'm yours, Master," she said knowing a part of her wished it were true. They barely knew each other, but she'd give anything for him to be a part of her life. She just wished she knew why. "Please, touch me. I need you."

"This is what you want, slut?" Damien asked as squeezed her breast harshly, wrapped his lips around it, and bit down, sucking hard.

Krista's cry sounded throughout the room as she squeezed her legs together. Pussy juice dripped down, tickling as it ran into the crack of her ass. As suddenly as the pain had started, it stopped, and a soft tongue licked her soothingly.

"Yes, Master," Krista panted. "More."

Damien bit down again, drawing it out longer this time. Krista clenched her teeth until she couldn't take it anymore and cried out again. Again, Damien soothed her aching breast with licks from his soft tongue.

"Spread your legs, slut," Damien said as he pulled his mouth away from her breast. Krista complied with his request, wondering if it would be pleasure or pain he offered. His hand reached between her legs and softly stroked her puffy pussy lips, drawing a moan from Krista as she lifted her hips to get closer. Without warning, he pinched her pussy lips together as his head descended once again to bite and suck at her breast. She cried out when it became too much, but Damien didn't release her. His teeth remained locked on her breast and his fingers, her pussy.

"PLEASE, MASTER!" Krista yelled, feeling her eyes well with tears. The pain stopped, replaced by a deep throbbing as his teeth and fingers relinquished their tight hold on her. Tyler had shown her how pain and pleasure mingled together, but he'd never taken her this far. The pain had been almost too much to bear, but now that it had stopped, Krista found herself aroused beyond anything she'd thought possible.

It was as if she had reached a new level of awareness within her body, one that couldn't be touched without sacrifice. One where her body no longer wanted, it demanded. She couldn't breathe. She couldn't think. She had become one massive, quivering, vessel desperately needing to be filled.

"Please, Master," she begged. "I NEED you."

"Not yet, slut," Damien said, standing. He walked over to the shelves and grabbed a thick vibrator. There were two sets of restraints and he picked those up too. He'd need them later anyway. While walking back to the bed, an assortment of whips caught his eye. He stopped to pick up a cat'o'nine tails on his way back. Dropping it all on the bed, he made a turning motion with his hand. "On your knees," he said.

"Yes Master," Krista said, rolling over.

Damien grabbed a large chunk of Krista's hair, wrenching her neck back. His dick twitched as she moaned. But he was determined to make this twenty minutes that he had her to himself count, so he ignored it. He picked up the vibrator and shoved it in her mouth.

"That's it slut," Damien said. "Get it nice and wet because it's going in your ass."

Krista moaned around the vibrator.

"Your ass is hungry for it, isn't it," Damien said, pulling it out of her mouth and moving towards her rear. He pushed the button that would make it vibrate until it reached the highest setting.

"Please Master," Krista said. "I'm going to die if you don't put something in me soon. I'd rather it was you, but if that's all I can get, then shove it in me please."

"That's what you want, slut?" Damien asked. "You want me to shove it in that tight ass of yours?"

"I'd rather you shoved yourself in," Krista replied, honestly.

"Oh don't worry, slut," Damien said. "I'll wreck that dirty hole of yours before the night is over."

"I can take it," Krista said. "I want it. Please."

"You'll get it when I'm ready," Damien said, as he pushed the vibrator deep inside her ass, watching as her muscles twitched around it.

"Oh god," Krista said as it stretched her open. "Please Master. I need you inside me."

"Actually," Damien said, smacking her ass, "what you need is a nice hard spanking. But we'll get to that."

Damien pulled the vibrator out of Krista's ass and pushed it slowly back inside. Watching it disappear in her asshole was killing him, but he wasn't ready to fuck her yet. Back and forth, he worked the toy, loving the sounds she made. He picked up the whip and flicked it in the air. It was lightweight and would sting sharply, but wouldn't cause any real damage.

"You like that don't you?" Damien asked as he manipulated her ass with the vibrator.

"Yes Master," Krista panted.

"Filling up your asshole, turning you on," Damien said.

"Yes Master," she said "What a dirty little slut you are for me," Damien said.

"Your slut Master," Krista said.

"My slut," Damien said.

"To do with as you wish," Krista said.

"To punish if I wish," Damien said.

With a swish, the whip came down against Krista's ass, each of its nine tails stinging her in a different place as he continued working her ass with the vibrator. Damien loved the way she cried out, making his dick twitch again. Her body was tense now and he waited until she relaxed before flicking the whip again, drawing another cry from her throat. He continued this way for several minutes, pushing Krista higher and higher.

"Please Master," Krista begged. "Please fuck me. Punish me if you must, but please, put your dick in me."

Damien could stand it no longer as she looked back at him, begging. He quickly shed his pants, stroking his dick as he looked at Krista's dripping pussy and the vibrator in her ass. God she was hot. Damien stood behind her and brushed her pussy lips with his dick, loving the way her ass clenched around the vibrator at his touch.

"This is what you want, slut?" Damien asked, rubbing the head around her swollen pussy lips as he cracked the cat against her again. "You want this cock in that hungry pussy of yours?"

"Yes Master," Krista said, gripping the covers tightly in her hands. "PLEASE!"

Damien positioned himself at her entrance and pushed slowly. She was so tight, her pussy clenching around him as he worked himself inside.

Damien began driving in and out, opening her up so he could get all the way inside, spurred on by Krista's moans of enjoyment. Finally he was as deep as he could go. He pulled himself out, holding onto the vibrator as he did so that it came out at the same time. A harsh thrust penetrated both her holes as he filled her up again.

"Oh god yes, Master," Krista said, chills going up her spine at the dual penetration. "Jesus christ," she said.

"That's right slut," Damien said, doing it again. He dropped the cat and pulled her hair with his other hand so he could see into her eyes as he continued to thrust in and out of her. "Imagine how it will be when Tyler and I fuck you like this, filling you up until you feel like you're going to burst, pushing in and out of both your holes."

"Oh god, yes," Krista yelled as the image in her mind pushed her over the edge and her body erupted in a series of convulsions.

"Oh you are a naughty, naughty slut," Damien said, slapping her ass. "Did I say you could come yet?"

"No Master," Krista said. "But you didn't say not to."

"You knew better than to come without permission. I know Tyler's taught you that at least." Damien said.

"I'm sorry Master," Krista said. "I couldn't help it. The idea of you and Tyler fucking me was too much."

"That's what you want isn't it, slut," Damien said pounding into her forcefully. "You want us to shove our cocks deep inside you at the same time."

"Yes Master," Krista said, already feeling the pressure build inside her as she imagined it. "Oh god, please. Use me, fill me, fuck me."

"I don't think it's enough," Damien said, slapping her ass again. "You are such a dirty little slut, I think you need a cock for your mouth too. A cock to fill up each of your holes. That's what you really need, isn't it slut?"

"Oh god, YES!" Krista screamed as she orgasmed again, the mental image overtaking her senses.

"You are a bad slut, Krista," he said, swatting her ass as he pulled his dick out of her. "How dare you come again without permission?"

"I'm sorry Master," she panted as her convulsions subsided. "Please, I'm sorry."

"Not sorry enough," Damien said, pushing her down on her stomach. He grabbed the restraints and quickly tied both her wrists and ankles so she was spread eagle on the bed and couldn't move. He checked all the ties to make sure there was no give and pulled the vibrator from her ass. He pushed just the tip back inside and propped it up with a pillow. That would keep her aroused, but never provide enough stimulation for her to come.

"What are you doing, Master?" Krista asked.

"You are a naughty slut and now you have to be really punished," Damien said. "Tyler and I are leaving."

"Master, please," Krista moaned. "Don't leave me here like this. Tyler, do something. Please."

"Not one, but two orgasms without permission," Damien said, smacking her ass again. "You don't deserve to have us fuck you."

"He's right, pet," Tyler said, coming around the bed to look into her eyes. "You knew better."

"I'm sorry, Master," Krista said. "Please don't go. I'll be good."

"Too late slut," Damien said pulling his pants on. "Since all you care about is coming, I'm leaving you here to have as many orgasms you want with the random people that wander in. It's a shame, though. I had such high hopes for what we'd do together."

"Damien, PLEASE!" Krista yelled. She couldn't see the door, but she heard it open. "Please don't leave, Damien. I'm sorry." A few seconds later, the sound of the door shutting sounded in the room and Krista burst into tears.

"Come back," she whispered to herself.

Chapter 22.

"You know your twenty minutes have been up for awhile?" Tyler said to Damien as they walked down the hallway towards the bar.

"Yeah," Damien said, running a hand through his hair. "So why didn't you join us or intervene or something. I know that's what you wanted to do."

"True," Tyler said, shrugging his shoulders. "But you were right. You're as much in her head as me. Maybe more. You know she never loses control. I had her on a Sybian for twenty minutes with dual appendages while I spanked her and she held it together. She loses control with you as much as you do with her. I'm a little jealous."

"Like I care if you're jealous," Damien said. "Don't think us sharing her for the next month changes anything... She really never broke before?"

"Nope," Tyler said. "Not since I explained the rules to her. In fact she's got enough control that if she's anywhere close to having an orgasm, she can force it to come early. She gets off on you telling her."

"Really?" Damien said, intrigued. "You know she's never going to pick you. You don't let yourself get dark enough for her tastes."

"True," Tyler said, irritated by Damien's attitude, especially since he was trying to be cool and repair their friendship. "But unlike you, I've never minded sharing and can find any number of people with the requisite darkness to satisfy her. You really think she's going to pick you once she finds out how much you don't like sharing. You saw how she reacted. She's clearly into multiples."

Damien turned and grabbed Tyler by the shirt, pushing him against the wall.

"Don't make me change my mind about beating the shit out of you," Damien said.

"All right, all right," Tyler said, holding up his hands innocently. "Be cool.

"Besides," Damien said, letting go of Tyler. "I'm sharing her with you, aren't I? Maybe I'll get over it. I'd try for her if it was what she wanted."

Tyler looked over at Damien, a man who had been his friend for years. "Either way, one of us is fucked, brother."

"Yeah," Damien said, hoping it didn't turn out to be him.

"So how long are you going to let her stew?" Tyler asked as the two sat down at the bar and ordered a drink.

"Depends," Damien said. "What have you guys been up to tonight?"

Tyler explained the events of the evening, making note of the occurrences on the sub wall and the players. He described as much as he could of the situation with Miranda as well, since that was a major part of the evening.