Ninety minutes never pass by fast enough when you desperately need them to.

Daniel immediately answered my knock. "Ah, come in, Steph. We just got here ourselves a few minutes ago, but you can see Darren was a little anxious." He flashed that ever-sexy smile and escorted me into the room.

Darren was on his hands and knees, lying diagonally across the king-size bed, his wrists bound together to the bedpost with red silk; his ankles forced apart with a spreader bar. Another piece of red silk robbed him of speech. His eyes were showing a combination of excitement and fear.

Let this fantasy become real, indeed.

I bent over to kiss him through his gag, running my tongue across the smooth silk, in a combination of passion and mocking. "Always the center of attention, aren't you, Darren?" I asked softly, flicking away a tear appearing out of his left eye. He was turning red with shame, attempting to look away.

Daniel jerked Darren's head back. He was smacking a leather paddle back and forth from his right hand to his left. "Shall we show this spoiled brat what happens when he gets full of himself?"

I looked up at Daniel, meeting his eyes. "Let's."

Leather came down upon flesh, resulting in a smacking noise. Darren exhaled a muffled cry, his body twitching as he tried in vain to escape the blows. The paddle came down, harder and faster, turning his skin from pink to red. He was weeping in earnest now; his flesh was stinging. His lovely punishment was just beginning.

I gently kissed his gagged mouth again, then slid the silk off. Darren was breathing heavily; he knew what was going to happen. "Take off my panties,"I ordered him.

With only the usage of his lips and teeth, he somewhat clumsily lowered the waistband down to my thighs. Partly out of pity and partly out of pure horniness, I finished removing them myself. Meanwhile, Daniel was spreading Darren's cheeks, dispersing a generous amount of KY Jelly around his tight opening. I took Darren's head between my thighs and let him drink my juices, his tongue lapping like a kitten, swirling around my exposed bud.

Daniel moved his hands to Darren's nipples, brushing them, tweaking them. His hands moved back to Darren's bottom, caressing it as his cock moved against the opening, taunting him. I smashed Darren's head with my legs, forcing his face in further, the shockwaves starting at the tip of his tongue and quickly making their way up my body, tossing my head in electrifying orgasm. I heard the opening of a foil packet, signifying what would happen next.

One motion was all it took as Daniel entered his tight passage, pushing until sacs reached skin. Darren groaned in pain. "Shhhh, my darling, keep eating me," I soothed him as Daniel and I exhchanged a loving look. Another orgasm shot through me, our moans intermingling, three bodies connected as one.

"Is that painful, my love?" Daniel sarcastically asked Darren, pulling almost all the way out before ramming him again. He nodded yes, his lips obscured by my quim, my lips rolling between his teeth. Darren winced again as Daniel continued, "Good; there's much more of that for you. I don't see why you're complaining though--after all, you're the star of the show. It's all about you, isn't it?"

"Yes," Darren trembled in a small voice so unlike him, and I thought for a second that we had gone too far, that he would gasp out the safeword, but he didn't. The little conversation in the cafe was coming back to me. It's the ultimate in pain and pleasure together...I'm secretly enjoying it, knowing I somehow deserve all this.

Daniel continued to fuck Darren steadily, and without mercy. Darren struggled in his bonds to resist the thrusting, the extremes merging, his body quaking in his bonds. I let myself be carried away by Darren's expert tongue, caressing my own breast with the hand that wasn't entwined in his hair. Daniel and Darren moaned in unison, climax fast approaching

Darren's toned asscheeks were squeezing the intruding sex, finally sending Daniel over the edge, one hand clawing at Darren's back and the other in his head as he came. My hand joined Daniel's in forcing it down; Darren's tongue, lips, teeth taking me beyond ecstasy.

We lay connected like that, possibly for a moment, possibly forever, until Daniel pulled out. I switched postition and licked my liquid heat off Darren's lips, culminating in a soft kiss.

Daniel leaned over. "But you're not done yet."

Darren turned his head, biting his lip, wondering how much more he had to do before earning our forgiveness...