Free Mine & Ours by Alex Tempera

she broke the embrace, she lightly pushed him on the bed, on his stomach.
    “Mistress?”
    “Shh, husband,” she kissed each of his ass cheeks as she got behind him. She spread his cheeks and licked his asshole, and then she inserted two of her fingers in his asshole, and fucked him, until his cock hardened. “You like, husband?”
    “Yes, Mistress,” his body shook.
    “Good, my husband.” She continued to fuck him harder with her fingers, even inserted a third finger, and his cock engorged itself, almost exploding.
    “Mistress, please,” he begged to release himself of his hard cock.
    “No, you will come, I promise,” she continued to fuck him with her fingers, harder and faster, as he moaned and quivered, his body shaking for relief. She pulled out her fingers and then inserted all four, continuing to push and pull out, spitting on his ass hole that was already moistening from her fingers. She used her other hand and squeezed his balls as she continued to fuck him with her fingers, and then, he released himself with a sudden explosion. She pulled her fingers from his ass, and moved to the head of the bed. She took her husband in her arms and held him tightly.
    Paxton held on to her for comfort, tears streaming down his face. “I love you, Mistress.”
    Sydney kissed the top of his head. “I love you, too, husband.” She knew it was the Mistress he loved, not necessarily her, but for now, she’d take it.
     
     

Eleven
     
    Paxton walked into the kitchen, but it was empty. He poured himself a cup of coffee and headed into the living room. “Magda, did Sydney leave for the office yet?”
    “No, Mister Carlton, she’s having breakfast in her office,” Magda nodded.
    “Oh, thank you,” he left the room and headed down the corridor to Sydney’s office. He stood in the doorway, as she browsed through something that looked like brochures, while on the phone. He turned to leave when her words caught his attention.
    “Yes, Doctor, thank you. I’ve read all the paperwork and information, and I’d like to have a consult. This afternoon at four will be fine. Thank you.” She hung up.
    Paxton knocked on the door jam, “Hey, I heard you hadn’t left yet. Is everything all right?”
    “What?” she slid the papers under her newspaper on her desk. “Oh, yeah, I had to make an appointment that I forgot about.”
    “Oh, don’t you have that brunch with Bishop?”
    “Not until tomorrow,” she sighed. “I’m sorry. Did I wake you when I got up?”
    He walked in the office and sat down in the chair near her desk. “No, I just hate drinking alone.”
    She smiled. “That’s certainly different. Can I ask you something?”
    “Of course,” he said.
    “The stuff you said last night, did you mean it?”
    “About us sharing our subs, playing together, and when we’re in private, me being your sub?”
    “Yes, all of that or even some of that.”
    “I meant it. Syd, and what you did to me was fucking amazing. I loved it when you took over and … well, you know what you did. Just wondering why you didn’t use the strap on, not that I minded at all.”
    “I liked using it on you in the playroom, but I want to be able to feel you, it’s not the same when it’s not real. I know. I’ve been using fake penises for quite a long time.”
    “Syd? You mean, you haven’t had other men? I thought you did. You agreed that I could have whomever I want as long as I’m safe. You always said you had other partners.”
    “I lied,” she sighed. “PJ,” she stood up, straightened out her skirt, and walked over to the window. She pulled the curtain open slightly and gazed out at the rose garden that was just below her window. “The only man I’ve had actual sex with in the past ten years is you. Yes, you’ve seen me with men, but those were colleagues or whatever business dates. I never took them home except for a drink, and I never fucked them. It’s been you or my trusty vibrator. Well, several of them, they