Theirs (Possession #2)

25. Camila

25

Camila

L ife with Genevieve had not been what I had expected. We still played and I switched between being submissive for her or dominant with her, occasionally getting rough with her.

There weren’t many days or nights in the last couple of weeks we didn’t see each other and the New Year brought crazy schedules, new dynamics and more of Genevieve. I was leaving work when I felt my phone vibrate.

Genevieve: The Atelier?

I smiled wondering when we would go back.

Me: What time?

Genevieve: NOW.

Me: I think I have plans.

I chuckled knowing she was going to get her feathers all ruffled.

Genevieve: The longer it takes for you to get here, the longer your husband gets spanked. Also, I left underwear in your bag. Wear them.

Arousal pooled in my stomach as I walked to the elevator. It was the middle of January and I had driven my car here because it was cold as hell outside. Entering the elevator, I looked at my phone debating on what to say. Before I replied I looked in my bag to find a pair of black panties with what looked like a small bullet in the front. Genevieve was going to make me suffer if I wore these but I still wanted to be sassy.

Me: I need proof of spanking before I go over and I didn’t find the panties.

I knew that I was pushing her buttons and that Luke might pay for it a little but this whole dynamic worked because I knew Genevieve loved it when I sassed her. If she said anything different she was lying.

The elevator left me in the garage and as I walked to my car, my phone buzzed again. I smiled while opening the phone, seeing a video so I immediately pressed play.

Luke’s loud moans echoed in the garage as I panicked trying to lower the volume. I dropped my phone as the sound continued to echo. My face was hot by the time I locked up my phone and two people stared

Me: A warning would have been nice.

Genevieve: Are you looking at porn at the office again? You naughty girl. Now wear the fucking panties.

I shivered as I imagined her voice saying naughty girl and threatening me. Taking off my pants, I trade out my underwear and the bullet sat right where my clit is. I shiver in anticipation, wondering what the hell she had up her sleeve. Starting the car, I pulled out of the parking space. The Atelier wasn’t too far away but the petulant side of me wanted to take my time, but I knew Luke would suffer for it, so I headed straight there.

The garage was not empty when I arrived. It was only five-thirty on a Tuesday so I hadn’t expected so many cars. Grabbing my purse and the card I received, I made my way to the elevator as butterflies hit me. Anticipation made my heart beat faster. The girl at the front greeted me by name saying Genevieve asked me to go to the viewing hall.

She explained where to go and it was the same hall we had first seen her that night last year. It's so amazing where we are at now and this is where this all started.

The hall was busier than that first night and my heart began to beat faster. Most of the people were congregated at the last window and I knew it was because of Genevieve and Luke. I hadn’t seen them and I was already getting turned on. My nipples had hardened and my pussy throbbed.

I was not ready for the sight before me. Luke was bent over some bench like thing, completely naked. He was handcuffed with a strap around his shoulders, blind folded and his back and ass were pink. Luke’s powerful body all tied up was one of the sexiest things I had ever seen. Genevieve was in the leather outfit I made her with a flogger in her hands with kitten heels that had a bow on the back. Her hair was curled half up and half down looking every bit the Madame she was.

“She’s here,” Genevieve said looking up and I froze. “The bratty Little Minx is finally here.”

She ran a flogger along his back as his breathing quickened.

“Shall we give her a show?” she smirked, looking up and wondering how much she could see out here.

“Yes, Mistress,” Luke moaned as she stroked him.

“You’ve been such a good boy,” she purred.

My stomach clenched at the sight and the sounds coming from Luke.

“Look at you, pet.” She ran her hands down his back before spanking one cheek.

“Fuck,” he cried out.

“Yes, pet, show your wife how much you love being tied up for me,” Genevieve snapped as she smacked his ass again.

Vibrations against my clit made me almost fall to my knees. I bit my lips to keep from moaning because the bullet was getting stronger. It was almost too much when it stopped and I looked up to see Genevieve smirking.

“Let’s see if we can make her come while she watches,” she said, grabbing a remote.

I fell to my knees, hearing Luke moan.

“Come, Camila.” Luke’s hoarse voice reached me.

I’m in the back of the group, thankfully no one notices that I’m on my knees. The intensity of the vibration fluctuates. It started off less intense until it reached a peak that felt overwhelming until it started back at a low setting again. My nipples are hard rubbing against my bra, any movement bringing me zaps of pleasure.

“Please, come,” he cried out.

Looking up was my mistake and a moan escaped me.

Genevieve had Luke on the bed as she sucked his cock. Luke was thrusting his hips chasing his release. I pushed the heel of my hand against the bullet shaking as I chased my own orgasm and then it stopped.

“You didn’t think it would be that easy,” she said, walking away from Luke and I didn't stay to listen to any instructions.

I walked out of the hall straight to the bouncer, who saw me and immediately let me in. The vibrations started again, making me stumble, catching my breath before I head to her door. There was already a mask waiting for me on the door knob.

The reality of the situation hits me. If I go in, I will be on display. I moaned as the bullet vibrated. Being watched and watching had been huge turn-ons and if I wore the mask I would still maintain my anonymity. I put the mask on and opened the door to see Genevieve already waiting for me.

“Little Minx how?—”

I don’t let her finish her sentence, pulling her in for a kiss and pushing her against the wall. I was horny as hell and I wanted some control for however long she would give it to me. She moaned in my mouth when I touched her pussy. She pushed me away and I saw her struggling with staying dominant.

“Strip, except those panties,” she snapped, walking away.

I got out of my clothes as quickly as I could, with no other instructions, I walked to the bed. Her gaze was hot as I walked to my husband, straddling his hips.

“Pretty Boy,” I said leaning down.

“Mistress,” he whimpered.

“What do you need?” I asked, kissing his neck. “What does my pretty boy need?”

Smack!

I groaned at the sting on my ass as I was pulled back by a handful of my hair.

“Did I say you could touch your husband?” she growled and the toy turned on.

I cried out as she wrapped a hand around my neck.

“Don’t forget who is in charge, Little Minx,” she clipped, slapping my ass.

I attempted to get out of her hold when I felt a harness on her with a girthy dildo. My body became excited at the prospect of her fucking me.

“If you want me to fuck you, listen,” she snapped spanking my ass again as the bullet gets stronger.

“Fuck!” I cried out.

“Mistress, I want to see,” Luke whined. “P-please.”

“Untie your husband,” Genevieve snapped.

The vibrations never stopped as untied Luke. Once I took the blind fold off, Luke pulled me in for a kiss as he helped me straddle him. His cock pushed the vibrator into my clit more and I cried out into his mouth.

I looked up to see Genevieve looking down at me.

“Sit against the headboard,” she snapped at me.

“Yes, Mistress,” I said softly, still feeling the vibrations

I crawled to the headboard looking back to see their hot gaze on me, I wiggled my ass before sitting down.

Genevieve shook her head at me before telling Luke something. He stood up at the edge of the bed, pulling Genevieve towards him.

“Condom?” Luke asked.

Genevieve looked at me. We discussed no condoms, but this would be the first time we actually asked. I nodded and gave them the go ahead.

Luke wasted no time in sinking into Genevieve. She groaned and I knew without prep there was some sting.

“Fuck, Luke!” she cried out and he didn’t give her time to adjust, fucking her with long and hard thrusts.

They were gorgeous together and I didn’t know if I liked watching or participating more. I slipped a finger around the side of my panties, and slid a finger in me, trying to keep the bullet on my clit.

Luke looked up at me, groaning, holding on to Genevieve’s hips as the strap on she had on bounced side to side.

“Camila, get your ass on this cock,” Genevieve snapped.

I scrambled forward sliding the underwear off, kissing Luke as he fucked Genevieve.

“Turn around, Hermosa, and let’s fuck her together,” he growled.

I turned around facing Genevieve, positioning myself so I could take her cock. Leaning over to kiss her softly, I position the cock at my entrance sinking down on it in one motion.

I cried out, feeling so full.

“You’re fucking beautiful,” Genevieve whimpered. “You both are.”

“Mistress!” I cried out, fucking myself on the cock and I could feel Luke fucking Genevieve. The sound of our moans, and the slapping of skin was the music of the room.

“I’m close,” I whined.

“Come for us, Hermosa,” Luke said, reaching around to grab my tit and pinching my nipple.

“Come with me,” I groaned as the start of my orgasm tingled down my back.

“Fuck,” Genevieve groaned, looking at me as I touched myself.

“Now” Luke growled, slapping my ass.

I cried out as I heard Genevieve and Luke do the same. My body shook from the orgasm as I continued fucking myself until the orgasm ripped the last of my energy out. I collapsed on Genevieve, burrowing myself in her neck. She wrapped her arms around me as Luke kissed my back whispering sweet nothings to us.

My heart grew in size while we caught our breath. Tears stung my eyes as the feeling of rightness settled over me. It might not be ideal or conventional but I have never been more sure that Genevieve was supposed to be with us.