We go straight past the food that remains on the table, past the couches, and head directly for the bedroom. I'm still wearing my garter, stockings and heels - yes, apparently they stayed on even while I napped, and was bodily hauled around by these two massive cavemen - and the shoes still manage to stay on when I'm thrown onto the bed and bounce a couple of times on the mattress.

The men are watching me like the predators they are - one sly and calculating, the other serious and deadly as fuck. I want them on me now. I begin to sit up, but Master shakes his head, "On your hands and knees Baby."

I took my spanking like a good girl earlier, but I'll be damned if I let them continue to play with their food, so I summon my best frowny-pouty face, which makes Sir bark with laughter, "I think she's getting a little frustrated Sir," and smirks at me. Bastard.

"I think you may be right Sir," Master growls, "but she knows not to try to take control, otherwise the situation will only get increasingly frustrating. Right Baby?" Grrrrr.

"Yes Master," I growl right back, as I move into position, which causes him to laugh out loud. He motions to Sir to move toward the head of the bed. Sir crawls over the comforter towards me, staring me straight in the eyes, and when he gets to where I am, he sits right in front of me, with his legs outstretched beneath my body. His cock is right in my face, and when I'm finished glaring at it, I turn to glare at him. 

I promptly forget about glaring when I feel Master scoot himself down underneath me, between my legs, his hands land on my ass in a feral smack, and he wastes no time getting his face right in my pussy. Like, right in there. He's pushing my ass down further onto his face, and I can't help but start to grind myself back and forth over his mouth, "mmm-hmmm," he rumbles against me.

Sir takes my hair and guides me towards his cock, and I'm only too happy to oblige. I take it like I'm starving, and it's the most delicious creamy icecream, licking and mouthing and tasting all of its goodness, "Fuck yes Kitty, that cock is yours, take what you need, give me what I want." His sexy words and Master's hot, wet mouth make me moan, but it really only comes out as a huff through my nose, because that's all I can manage right now.

Master fucks his tongue into my pussy, then gives me one last, long lick, "mmmm, I think you're ready for him Baby." He comes out from underneath me, and Sir pulls my head up off his dick. I can feel how slick and wet I am. Master grasps me under my arms and lifts me up onto my knees, to shuffle myself over Sir's cock. It stands proud and throbbingly erect, covered in my saliva. Ready and waiting.

Master grasps my hair, and pulls me back close to his face, "Look at you Baby, you're so fucking beautiful," he kisses me hungrily, and then turns me back towards Sir, who grasps my hips, readying himself. Master reaches around and grabs his cock, guiding it to the entrance of my pussy, and then helps to push me firmly and gently down into place. I clutch onto Sir's massive shoulders, Master behind me kissing my neck softly, pushing me down further until I'm fully seated. Oh goddess I feel so full, but I need to move. Sir groans as I begin to move my hips back and forth, creating a building friction between where our bodies meet.

"I want to hear you both start losing yourself to the ecstacy of this moment," Master growls behind me. He probably didn't even need to utter those words, because I can feel it in my own features, and see it mirrored in Sir's - me moaning, and him groaning. "I want to enjoy this for a few moments…" I can hear Master stroking himself behind me, I have to admit, it must look hot as fuck.

"Baby," Master whispers, "now you're gonna have to be a very brave, very good girl...do something you've never done before for me."

"Will you kiss me and hold me?"

"Of course I will baby."

Master nestles himself in behind me, rubbing my back, my tits, my thighs. He gently pushes me until im leaning forward over Sir, who grins like the Cheshire cat and grabs my face to haul me in for an intense pash…I feel something very cold and very liquid land directly on my asshole, and I tense, but Master is there, shushing me, whispering hotly in my ear, as he eases his fingers inside me…there's a hot, invasive feeling as he breaches the tight muscles inside. My pussy is already full, and the sensation of being filled again is almost overwhelming. "Hush Baby, I've got you, don't fight it, just relax." And so, of course, I do what I'm told. I stop my movements. Focus on my breathing. I let Master take control of my body, kissing me and whispering softly and sweetly against the back of my neck. I think he must have 3 fingers in there now, the plug and the lube would've made gaining entrance a lot easier, I'm sure. Slowly, gently, I feel him remove his fingers, and then leave the bed. I hear the water running in the ensuite, and I shiver a little without his warmth at my back.

"You're doing so good Kitty," Sir says to me quietly, "you're so fucking beautiful. I promise this is going to be amazing, just keep breathing, when your Master comes back, just lean down into me and let me hold you, ok?" I nod, slightly moving my hips because it's almost impossible to just sit there.

And then Master is back behind me, rubbing my shoulders and my legs. He touches my chin, and gently turns me toward him for a slow, passionate kiss. "Are you ready Baby?" He breathes, and I nod, because apparently I'm incapable of speech. He kisses me again, and then places his hands on my back, lowering me down to Sir's chest, where I'm instantly enveloped in his strong arms. He holds me tightly for a moment, and then places light kisses all over my face, before also kissing me slowly, massaging our tongues together, removing any remaining inhibitions I might have.

I feel the pressure of Master placing his cock at my other entrance, and take a deep breath through my nose, "Atta girl Kitty, keep breathing, we've got you," Sir now has my head nestled against his neck, stroking my hair, whispering words that I can't even hear, I can only feel the rumble of his voice against my chest.

Master eases himself in slowly, and they both groan…I can only imagine how this feels for them. Time almost seems to stand still as each inch slowly makes its way inside, and then back, and then further in. If I thought that I had been aware of every nerve ending in my body at any point previously in my life, I was abso-fucking-lutely wrong. This was unlike anything I had ever experienced - there wasn't any pain, just a deep, forceful, never-ending pressure, which might not be entirely pleasant yet, but I could certainly feel the potential. 

I feel as if I've been in some kind of meditative state, surrounded and filled by the intense heat emanating from the two men I'm in between; listening to the sounds they're both making, Sir's voice as he whispers over and over again what a good girl I am; smelling their deeply masculine scents swirling around me…this must be what sub-space is like. So many feelings.

Then all movement stops. I can feel Master is pushed right up against me, he must be all the way in, and he's breathing heavily on the back of my neck, "Jesus Christ. Baby, you have no idea how good this feels. I'm not sure how long either of us are going to last, but you don't need to move or do anything, just relax and let us take care of you."

"God you're so vulnerable and so sexy right now Kitty, so wanted by both of us" Sir is still stroking my hair, but I can feel the strain in his body just from holding it still.

Then they start to move. Master pulls back slowly, which then causes my pussy to slide further down onto Sir's cock. Back in again, and they're both growling now, I can feel the sweat from both of their bodies as they slide against me. Small, firm, controlled motions, and I can feel a completely different kind of orgasm beginning to build right in the centre of my core, like a cresting tsunami that is going to crash into me at any moment…and then it's not just my orgasm that I can feel building, both of these delicious men are grunting, rumbling, giving in to their basal instincts, losing their own control, until they both erupt inside me, yelling out their pleasure, and it's too much…I completely come apart. Their hot essence pumping inside me sends me over the edge, I feel like I'm exploding from the inside out, and fuck it feels good. I'm not even sure what incoherent babble is erupting from deep in my core, but it is loud. I can't control it, I can't stop it, even if I wanted to. Pulsing and shaking, the orgasm just keeps going, even when they've both pulled out from me.

When I finally, finally, come back to earth, back to my body, and back to these men, they're still taking care of me, holding me and rubbing me and kissing me all over my body. I can still feel waves of pleasure ebbing over my skin, still so sensitive, and I've never felt more alive than I do right at this moment. 

"Holy fucking fucksticks," I manage to stutter out in between gasps for breath, and then I obviously descend into madness because I'm giggling uncontrollably. I'm wrapped in two sets of strong arms, and trying to get myself to breathe normally before I hyperventilate. 

"Are you ok Baby?" Master sounds slightly concerned, "did we hurt you?"

"Fuck no," I whisper, "that was amazing, Master. Both of you, thank you so fucking much."

"Shhh Kitty, have a rest. That was fucking amazing for us too, I've never cum so hard in my life," Sir's voice sounds a little shaky too.

"Let's have a bit of a breather, and then we'll get you in the shower. Do you need anything?" Master asks.

"Water!" Me and Sir both say at the same time. Master gets up and goes to fetch us some water, while Sir and I lie starfished on the giant bed, and enjoy the euphoric afterglow of my first MFM.