Page 63 of Ascension

“Say it,” she commanded.

It tore from my lips before I could stop it. “Yours.”

James' voice followed, gravel and surrender. “Yours, Mistress.”

“Good,” she purred, satisfaction and pride evident in her voice. “But, not until I say so.”

The toy cut off suddenly, leaving me gasping, empty, desperate. James cursed under his breath, head bowed low. The silence was unbearable.

Calla stepped between us, slow, deliberate. I turned my head just enough to catch her in the glass reflection, dark velvet gown clinging to her body like a second skin, diamonds at her throat, her eyes sharp and alight. She was a vision, a predator, and we were her captured prey.

Her hand wrapped around James' throat, forcing his gaze up to hers. “Look at her,” she told him. “Watch her shake for me, come for me, again.”

I shivered harder under his gaze, heat flooding every inch of me.

Calla’s fingers trailed down my arm, nails grazing lightly, until her hand rested at my hip. “Do you feel that, princess? His eyes on you. My control over both of you, as you willingly surrender your power in exchange for mine.”

The toy surged to life again, brutal and relentless. My cry broke free, echoing against the windows, my pussy pulsating in sync with the toy, my body alive with pleasure and need, my juices leaking and dripping from my center. James groaned, fists clenching behind his back as if he could hold the world together by sheer force.

I was unraveling, my body trembling, every nerve strung tight. “Please—” The word slipped out before I could swallow it.

Calla’s lips brushed my ear. “Please, what?”

“Please… let me—”

The toy cut off again. My knees nearly buckled. A frustrated sob tore from my chest. James' ragged breathing matched mine, his body slick with sweat under the chandelier’s glow.

Calla’s laugh was soft, cruel, beautiful. “Aht aht. You don’t get to fall until I decide you’ve earned it.”

Minutes, hours, lifetimes passed in that cycle of torment. On, off. Pleasure spiking, yanked away. My body screamed for release, every muscle taut, every thought consumed by her. James trembled, his groans turning into desperate growls, his control fraying.

And then, finally, she stood between us again, her voice ringing like a bell. “James, between her legs, on your back, mouth open, now.”

Doing as he was told with no hesitation, I looked down to see James waiting with an open mouth and needy eyes. The toy surged to its peak, and this time she didn’t cut it off.

“Squat over his face and come for me, Princess. Let him taste what my control does to you.”

Doing as I was told, I hovered over his face just as the wave of pleasure tore through me, dragging me under.

“I-I’m coming for you, Mistresssssssss,” I sobbed out as my pussy gushed all over his face.

As my body gave way to the waves of pleasure, Calla finally granted James his release. James broke too, his roar muffled against clenched teeth, his body bowing under the force of it, white ropes of thick cum shooting out, landing on his stomach.

And through it all, Calla stood tall, her smile radiant, her diamonds glittering. She didn’t touch, didn’t move, just watched us come undone for her.

When the shaking eased, when the tremors slowed, she finally touched me, soft fingers along my jaw, grounding me. As she leaned down, she grabbed James' shoulder, pulling him upright to his knees.

“Such a good girl,” she whispered, softer now. “Both of you. Perfectly, mine.”

She looked at James with adoration in her eyes, lowering to her knees. “Help me clean our good boy up.”

I met her on her knees, her gown hiked up her thighs, his dick making its way into Calla’s red-stained mouth as we licked him completely clean.

“Ohhhh my fuckin’ God,” James rasped as he watched us swallow his dick.

“More like Mistress and her Princess rewarding a very good boy for his obedience.”

“Awwww,” James groaned as Calla’s tongue licked down his shaft, to his balls, before stopping to suck on his perineum, causing his breath to hitch as I took his dick to the back of my throat and suctioned until I could taste his cum on my tongue. My eyes were closed, savoring his taste, when I felt his body jerk and his moans grow louder. When I opened them, Calla had his legs spread wider as she pushed her tongue in his asshole.