Thread: Turning the Tables (HoldTheDoor & Searching4shadows)

Rhonda took in a sharp intake of breath as Zach gripped her breast and locked her nipple in between the knuckle as he had the first one. Needle-like pain erupted from both breasts as his grip tightened and she felt her back arch involuntarily under his touch. She cried out as the intense pain turned to intense pleasure, her breathing now ragged from the ordeal. His teasing words, sent flames to her cheeks and volts down to her now pulsing pussy, as the humiliation spurred her toward a very quick orgasm, but were cut short as he let go. On shaky feet she stood before them, resisting the urge to finish herself off then and there. Familiar feelings of uncertainty and apprehension arose in Rhonda as Zachary laid down the law. She had gotten so used to giving the orders that it took her a few moments to adjust. In that moment, she remembered back to when her and Zach had first started. Some of the very same words and phrases she had used on him to establish control. Which made this moment that much more meaningful, because to Rhonda, Zachary was expressing himself that much more clearly and assertively than she had that first time. And it stung slightly. As Zach spoke of her time as a sub as if it were common knowledge, she glared at Jordan. It had taken her months to feel that comfortable with her own body, to strip in front of someone, let alone teasingly. She knew what Jordan's tactic was. Being the one truly orchestrating this whole event, he was raising the bar, setting the challenge. It was his style and technique that he had obviously taught Zach. It was then that Rhonda realised this little friendship they'd developed had been going on a lot longer than she'd first suspected. As her doms sat down before her, she turned her back to them, mostly to gather her strength and courage. There was no way she was going to allow Zach the opportunity to punish her in the first five minutes, particularly if Jordan had taught him his punishment style too. She willed her hands to stop shaking, and when she was convinced she'd settled them as much as she could, she crossed her arms around her waist, and using her fingertips slowly gathered the skirt of her dress, raising the hem above her knees to her thighs. Taking the gathered material she slowly raised her arms, revealing her stark white lace panties, before jutting her left hip out and tossing the discarded dress to her right. She stood for a moment, sensing the dominant eyes behind her run their gaze over her shapely figure. As she got into the swing of things, she turned her head to the side, run her fingers through her hair, then shook out her hair arching her back. She crossed her arms over her waist again, but this time ran her fingertips over the skin at her sides before bringing them up to her bra covered breasts, uncrossing them giving her breasts a quick squeeze. Her hands then travelled down her sides and down to her ass cheeks, before moving up her back to her bra clasp. With a practised flick of the wrist the clasp sprung free. Catching the bra with her arms she quickly turned around, lowered the straps and unceremoniously dropped the bra to the floor, her hardened nipples and engorged areolas now proudly on display. For her final act, Rhonda slowly shimmied out of her panties dropping them to the floor also. Before she lost her nerve, never being too comfortable with her nakedness, she quickly but gracefully lowered herself to her knees and slowly unbuttoned and unzipped her new doms, placing a gentle hand over each man's groin when she was done. So who's first?