Chapter Eleven
Tatiana
T he Irish Star dungeon ...
Tatiana walked beside Jarek as they entered the dungeon, her eyes darting back and forth as she took in the familiar sensation of debauchery. The neon lighting cast shadows across exposed brick walls while the air held notes of leather and arousal. Rhythmic sounds of impact play echoed from various scenes, punctuated by gasps and moans that made her skin tingle.
They passed a scene where a woman balanced in an intricate pose. Tatiana was fascinated by how her nude body gleamed with sweat as her muscles trembled with the effort to maintain position. Her Dom circled her with measured steps while trailing a leather flogger across her skin. The woman’s face reflected pure concentration despite her vulnerable position.
“Everything is so much more modern than other dungeons I’ve been to,” she said in awe, noticing the aluminum equipment and neon lights.
“I wanted a different aesthetic while still maintaining the same atmosphere.”
“You definitely achieved it. It’s beautiful yet raw.”
At another station, a submissive knelt before her Dominant, naked except for an ornate collar. Her face showed such serenity that Tatiana felt a sharp pang of longing. She recognized that peace. The freedom that came with complete surrender. It was something she craved yet feared.
These displays sparked something primal within her. Master Hades had always seen through her carefully constructed walls when she visited clubs in the past. While other Doms saw only the controlled exterior she presented, he recognized the yearning she tried to hide behind cool detachment. Until now, he had kept their encounters within the boundaries she set, but tonight felt different. His energy held an edge that made her pulse quicken.
Her instincts screamed that he intended to push deeper tonight, to unearth needs she had buried for years. His decision to bring her here likely stemmed from how she had been withdrawing at home, maintaining an emotional distance despite their physical closeness. She had been fighting their connection, and this was his answer.
They approached a towering figure near the suspension equipment. The Dom stood well over six feet tall, his broad frame solid with muscle. A black leather vest showed off heavily tattooed arms. His onyx eyes held surprising warmth despite the raw dominance evident in his stance and bearing.
“This is Master Luke. He’s going to join us for a scene on the sex swing.”
Tatiana’s breath caught. Her heart hammered against her ribs. Jarek had never shown interest in sharing her before. His possessive nature usually meant keeping her to himself. This deviation from pattern sent her mind spinning.
“Good evening, Venus. I’m looking forward to getting to know you better.” Master Luke’s gaze traveled over her with careful assessment. “Especially since you seem to be very nimble. The swing will let us explore that flexibility thoroughly.”
Tatiana’s mouth went dry. Heat pooled low in her belly even as anxiety clawed at her chest. The scene they proposed would strip away her careful control, potentially unleashing aspects of herself she had always feared to express. That darker side that craved to be used, to be taken beyond her limits, to serve multiple partners in whatever way they desired...
Yet, there was an intent to Master Hades tonight that made her want to embrace that leap into the unknown. He had earned her trust, even if she still harbored anger over their past. Her body trembled with conflicting impulses, whether to run or to submit. Her pulse raced as she realized this night would mark a turning point, though whether toward destruction or liberation remained to be seen.
She looked up to find Jarek watching her intently, reading every micro-expression that crossed her face. He knew her inner battle and had orchestrated this entire scenario to force her to confront it.
“Color?” he asked softly, giving her the chance to halt everything with a single word before it even began.
Tatiana drew in a shaky breath. Her fingers clenched and unclenched at her sides as she met Jarek’s steady gaze. Despite her churning emotions and the warning bells in her head, her body hummed with anticipation.
“Green,” she whispered, then cleared her throat and said more firmly, “Green, Master Hades.”
A slight smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. She blinked, noticing the evil glimmer in his eyes as he stepped closer. His hand settled around the back of her neck, and the familiar grip centered her even as it made her knees weak.
“Good girl,” he murmured against her ear. “I suggest you remember your safeword because that is the only way to stop what’s coming. Tonight, I don’t plan to ease up until you face every dark corner of your desires.”
Tatiana shivered at the promised threat in his words. Her assessment had been right on the mark, causing excitement to race through her. Her anger at him still simmered beneath the surface, but that didn’t hamper the desperate need to submit to whatever he had planned. He exchanged a knowing look with Master Luke, and she realized she had just given them permission to tear down every wall she had built around her deepest cravings.
“We’re going to start slow, Tatiana, a whisper of touch, a tease of pleasure, spinning you until you're lost in sensation. Then we’re going to fuck you, sandwiched between us.” A warning flashed across his gaze. “You will not climax, Venus. If you do, there will be repercussions.”
Her voice quivered in a soft tremble. “What repercussions?” Her body already hummed with promise, her clit already throbbing at the promised pleasure.
“Master Luke will get to fuck not only your ass but your delightful pussy as well.”
“Y-you... would let him?”
“This lifestyle doesn’t come without sacrifices, Venus. As a submissive, you know that as well as I do. Nowhere is it set in stone that those sacrifices only come from the submissive.” He leaned closer. “Tonight, I might be the one making the biggest sacrifice.”
“I don’t understand.”
“I need you to fully embrace your submission to me. Cracking that vault open of your deepest, darkest desire is going to give it to me.” He smiled grimly. “Let’s see if you are truly mine, Venus.”
“I am your wife, and yet you’re willing to have another man fuck my pussy?”
“I am willing to do what is necessary to make you mine in every way... starting with your unchecked submission. You are your own worst enemy, my little dove. Your pride will force you to see this through, although it’ll be more than that... it’ll allow you to fully become the woman you need to be... if only for one night.”
“You’re talking in riddles.” Confusion knitted her brows as she struggled to breathe, shocked by the realization that Master Hades would do that to her now that she was his wife. She shivered, her mind racing. Before she could respond, he stepped back, and his gaze swept over her body like wildfire.
“Enough talk. I’ve been eager to see you naked in that swing for months.” His eyes darkened. “Strip, Venus. We need you naked.”
With trembling fingers, she complied, shedding her clothes until she stood bare before them. Goosebumps pricked her skin as he guided her to the leather contraption, strapping her in with practiced ease. The main strap hugged her waist, another around her back, and two around her thighs, leaving her exposed and vulnerable.
“Higher, Master Luke,” he commanded.
“Oh, shit,” Tatiana gasped as the pulley whirred, lifting her until her hips aligned with his.
“Will this do for you as well, Master Luke?”
Instead of responding, Master Luke pressed against her back, his hard cock nestled between her buttocks. Panic fluttered in her chest as her feet dangled, no longer touching the ground. She reached out to claw at Jarek's arm.
“No, Venus,” he chided in a firm voice. “You do not control this. Hold on to the strap, or I will bind your hands.”
She acquiesced, her knuckles white as she gripped the leather. A gasp escaped her as Master Luke explored her, tracing the curve of her shoulder, the dip of her waist, and the swell of her hips. Jarek’s fingers found her nipples, rolling, pinching, and tugging until heat coursed through her like a wildfire consuming her from within. To be at the mercy of two men was more intense, more overwhelming than she had ever imagined.
“The thing we like about this swing is the versatility in immobilizing a sub to allow us to decide how and when you move. This specific one, needless to say, allows access to every inch of her body. We are going to bend you in half every which way, my pet.”
“This swing, my pet, is perfect for you,” he murmured as he tangled his fist in her hair, yanking her head back. His lips claimed hers in a hard and demanding caress. “Listen carefully, Venus. Every time we twist the swing and upend you, there’ll be a cock in front of your face. You will honor it in the appropriate way. Understood?”
“Yes, Master Hades.” The devil had tapped into two of her desires. Multiple partners and being throat fucked.
“Ooh!” she gasped as Jarek unexpectedly pulled the ropes to force her upper body in a a backward arch. Master Luke yanked on the chains, which spread her legs so wide that her knees brushed against her shoulders. “Holy shit,” she moaned as her mind turned into a tailspin at the speed with which they escalated their seduction.
“Hmm, such a sight to behold,” Master Luke said moments before two pairs of lips closed over her nipples with Jarek stepping closer between her thighs.
“Fuck me!” she cried as they sucked, nibbled, and bit her nipples. The blunt tip of a cock brushed against her cheek, and she dutifully wrapped her lips around it, swirling her tongue around the tip. Her reward was relaxing the pain in her nipples and licking them gently. It didn’t last. A low moan escaped her as they once again sucked her nipples, this time noisily and with hungry greed. Her pussy flushed in response as her world once again toppled when Jarek pulled on the swing.
“Oh, shit,” she cried as Master Luke hitched up the pulley, lifting her buttocks high into the air. Once again, her lips closed over a hard cock nudging her cheek, this time, Master Hades’.
“Ah, Venus, you are a good sub,” he praised in a deep voice.
She moaned around his cock as Master Luke’s mouth nuzzled between her legs, licking her labia over and over, as if he was starved for her taste. Jarek thrust deeper into her mouth, his blunt tip hitting the back of her throat. She gagged at the same time Master Luke sucked the succulent tip of her clit into his mouth. Jarek’s fingers ruthlessly plucked and pinched her nipples. Heat soared through her, and the tightening of her core flashed a warning. She pulled back, releasing his cock with a loud pop.
“I can’t hold it. I’m gonna come.”
“No, Tatiana. You are not climaxing. Hold it back, you know how.”
“Fuck,” she cursed as she once again toppled over to find Master Luke’s cock pushing past her lips while Jarek started a frenzy of licks, sucks, and nibbles on her pussy and clit. His tongue delved deep into her core as he sucked and twirled it around her soft insides until she wailed and begged for release. They kept switching her position, and she dutifully kept filling her throat with their cocks. Soon, her equipoise was completely floored. She was overwhelmed by the licentious sensations of their hands, lips, and tongues while withholding her from the pleasure of filling her holed with their cocks.
“No more,” she pleaded as her world arrowed to the sensation of their hands, their mouths, and their cocks. Their skilled movements guided her through waves of sensation, each touch artfully orchestrated to heighten the experience.
Her nerve endings sparked with each calculated touch, muscles quivering beneath skilled fingers that knew exactly where to linger. They curved her spine into an arc with their hands steady and sure as they traced paths of liquid fire across her heated skin. Each time she neared the precipice, they eased back with exquisite timing, leaving her trembling and desperate for completion. Her head fell back with her lips parting in pleading gasps, as they wound her tighter and tighter until all coherent thought scattered behind her closed eyes.
Her world tilted as they drew her upward, each shallow breath burning in her lungs. Their bodies pressed against her like living walls of heat and muscle, anchoring her between them as her limbs refused to obey. Sweat-slicked skin slid against skin, every point of contact feeding the inferno building inside her. Though her legs trembled with exhaustion, desire still coiled tight in her core, an insistent ache that only their touch could soothe. She surrendered to the maelstrom of sensation they created, letting it sweep away everything but the electric awareness of their bodies moving in perfect synchronicity with hers.
Excitement surged through her at the sounds of zippers and crinkling of condom papers.
“Oh Lord! Oh Lord!” she wailed when suddenly Jarek was there between her thighs. The tip of his blunt, rubber-covered cock separated the silky folds.
“Remember my warning, Venus. If you come, Master Luke gets to fuck your cunt as well,” he warned, and with a snap of his hips, he thrust hilt deep inside her. She arched her back at the pleasure-pain of being filled so hard and deep in one smooth plunge.
“Easy, little one,” Master Luke purred in her ear at the same time as he spread a generous amount of lube over her back hole, preparing her for his entry.
“Just get in there. Fuck me already!” A feminine growl echoed around them as Jarek pulled his cock out until only the tip remained inside her.
Master Luke chuckled and grasped her hips firmly. “Since you asked so nicely.” On her next breath, he worked his cock all the way inside her rectum. Before she could catch her breath at how big he was and how well he filled her, Jarek slammed back inside her pussy.
The scream of pleasure that flowed through her entire body was primal and raw.
“Fuck, Master Hades, she feels so good,” Master Luke grunted as he set a slow rhythm inside her ass.
Her fingers tightened around the rubber sling. “Please, fuck me,” she demanded in a hoarse voice.
“Don’t come, Venus,” Jarek warned once more. With a nod at Master Luke, he withdrew, then they started a steady, hard rhythm in tandem with each other. They fucked with controlled power, the friction, as they rubbed against each other, causing sparks of heat to warm her core.
“I have to come,” she begged as his control over her pleasure became its own intoxicating force. Her submission deepened with each denied release. She existed in that exquisite space between agony and ecstasy, where every withheld climax reinforced his dominance and her willing surrender. "Please," she whispered that carried the edge of prayer and tribute.
“No,” Jarek warned. “This is for us and your strength to want to please me by following my command.” His voice wrapped around her like velvet steel, commanding and proud. “Show me your control, Venus.”
Those words sparked deeper than any physical touch as her pleasure transformed by the knowledge that her restraint pleased him. Holding back became a gift to him, and every trembling breath turned into a demonstration of her submission. His satisfaction fed her own as it created an endless loop of desire and devotion until she couldn’t tell where her pleasure ended and his began.
“Now, Master Luke.”
They pounded into her then, with hard, sharp, and fast thrusts that catapulted her lust so fast, she battled to breathe.
“I can’t... fuck, I can’t anymore!” she screamed as she finally lost the battle, and with another raw cry, the climax rolled over her, threatening to splinter her in two.
“Hmm, now that’s somewhat disappointing,” Jarek said as he withdrew his cock and looked at her with a dark glimmer in his eyes.
Once more, the sound of condom wrappers alerted her to what was coming. Her eyes rounded on him, still not believing he would allow Master Luke to fuck her pussy, no matter that the thought excited her beyond measure. This was one of her dark desires... but how could he know?
“I know you, Venus... better than you do yourself,” he answered the unasked question as he gently cupped her chin. His gaze held warmth that she clung to, until his eyes darkened. “You were warned,” he said as with one pull on the straps, he spun her around. Before her head stopped spinning, both holes were filled once more as they continued to pound into her, now chasing their own release. “You had your turn, Venus. Come again, and the line of Masters watching will take their turn at your delectable cunt and ass once we’re done.”
His words hardly registered as the friction inside her swamped her mind with a myriad of sensations. She couldn’t decipher where the pleasure came from or how to contain the growing pressure inside her core. Within moments, another scream tore from her as their cocks created a salacious melody she was helpless to withstand as another climax tore through her, followed by another the moment she felt the heat of their ejaculate spill deep inside her.
“Fuck, that was one of the best fucks I’ve had on this swing, Master Hades. Thank you for offering me the honor.”
“You’re welcome, Master Luke.” His eyes darkened as he zipped himself up, watching Tatiana’s limp form hanging in the swings. “Of course, this was only the beginning for you, my dear wife.”
Her head snapped up. “You’re not serious.”
“I’m not? Cast your mind back and recall that I warned you from the start of our BDSM journey that I never make idle threats or give unnecessary warnings. You disregarded my instruction. Not once, but three times, and now... this is the final test. Do you succumb to your own darkest and deepest desire, knowing I might hate watching it, but will allow it nevertheless?”
“Why would you?” she asked in a quivering voice.
“Because this will be the turning point in our relationship, my dear wife. Not only in here as Master and sub, but also out there as husband and wife.”
“I don’t understand.”
“You have a desire that needs to be fed. I want it out of the way, to give you this one opportunity to know and understand the level of your power within our relationship. It’s time to let it out, Tatiana, and show me the real you.” His voice turned gruff. “Or are you going to keep hiding behind the facade you have carried with you every time you walk into a club?”
Tatiana was shaken that he had read her so well, more than that, knowing about the desire to be at the mercy of cock after cock drilling into her, sucking her dry until she had nothing more to give. With a grim smile on his lips. once again, Jarek read the answer she tried to hide from him.
“Masters Kevin and Sam, you’re up next,” he called, and two equally big men approached.
“You wouldn’t dare,” she tried to backpaddle as she stared aghast at the two men sheathing their large cocks in condoms.
“You need this. I know it, and so do you. Nevertheless, if you want it to end, there is only one way. It’s your choice if and when you use it. Cursing me or begging and pleading with me isn’t going to be it. You want it to stop, you know what to do.” One eyebrow pitched higher as he waited.
Tatiana pressed her lips together, not altogether sure if it was from stubbornness or finally having her most lascivious need play out... something she would never have done if he hadn’t opened that door for her to step through.
“Very well,” he growled as he gestured at the two men, and once again, her holes were filled to the brink. She was aware of Jarek’s eyes on her the entire time, his eyes glowing with a darkness she couldn’t decipher, but once their eyes caught, she couldn’t look away, and with every thrust of their cocks, and with every gasp of her breath, it was as if he was the one orchestrating her reaction to the sensations.
The two Masters used her so well that she climaxed twice within minutes. Her screams brought a brightness to Jarek’s eyes that shattered any thought of shouting her safeword as he waved over the next duo.
Once again, she was caught in the same vortex, one with her husband at the helm, and this time, climaxing took longer, but she could swear it was because he willed it. Still, she came three times before they finished with her. By the time the third two Doms walked up, she was breathing haggardly and felt so swollen that the Master pushing into her pussy grunted with pleasure at the tightness.
“Fuck!” she wailed as they began to move, her eyes swimming with tears as they pounded into her. She couldn’t define where pleasure ended and pain began. All she knew was that the dark glow in her husband’s eyes spurred her on, offering her silent approval for accepting the need she had so long denied herself and applauding her for finally giving in to her full submissive... under his command. When they finished, she was sobbing but couldn’t deny how her clit throbbed for more friction against a hard male body while her pussy spasmed in preparation for another climax.
God! How can I want this? How can I take more?
Jarek stood in front of her. His expression closed off. “Still not hearing anything, Venus.”
“F-Fuck you, Master Hades.”
“Ah, indeed... but only once you have completed your quota. Four more cocks to fill your slutty cunt and ass, little dove.”
This time, when the two hard cocks speared into her, the screams weren’t only of pleasure-pain but of discomfort as her swollen labia now felt raw. Still, the way they continued to pound into her brought a climax that tore through her as she squirted and didn’t stop until all the Masters had taken their turn. She had lost count of how many times she came after the second duo had finished with her, but the applause from the people watching was an indication that the whore that was Tatiana Polov had been used well and to the extreme.
Her eyes fluttered open as she felt his presence. His eyes glowed as they traveled over her to lock onto her spread-open pussy, since the straps had been secured in place to keep her knees pulled up all the way throughout the orgy.
“Well, look at that. Exactly how a well-used whore should look. With a cunt so swollen, I’d probably have difficulty forcing my cock inside. Still not ready to say it, Venus?”
Tatiana’s body shuddered from excess, but still, her pussy throbbed and pulsed in readiness. It was unbelievable, but she knew she wouldn’t be complete until she had one more... she had to have one more—him... Master Hades.
“You... c-can f-f-fuck off, you asshat.”
“Ah, indeed I will, inside your swollen and hot little cunt.”
“Ahh, sweet fuck, that hurts,” Tatiana wailed as he thrust into her with one hard snap of his hips. At the same time, she was shocked at how eagerly her body accepted him, how her hips canted to urge him closer, and when he released the straps, how her legs wrapped around his waist and rocked him deeper, harder, begging for more.
“Why, Tatiana?” His voice sounded strained. “Why do you need this from me? After having been sandwiched by twelve men already, you beg me for more. I want to know why?”
“Because you made me yours... long ago in Atlanta. Now, with this, forcing me to bend to your mastery and release my darkest desires, you bastard... with this, I made you mine.”
He was silent as he watched her intently for long moments. His jaw turned rigid as he started powering into her.
“Keep your eyes open,” he growled as he fisted his hand in her hair as he fucked her with a rough possessiveness every spectator could sense. Her gaze locked with his. There was an ownership in his gaze that resonated through her soul. He was marking her, not just physically but deep within her psyche, supplanting every sensation, every sign of the other Doms who had fucked her from within her body and her mind with his singular presence.
And he succeeded because, at that moment, there was only him and the sensations he had offered her so selflessly, and the pleasures she would never have experienced. She understood then. His dominance wasn’t just about control but about awakening parts of herself she had never dared to acknowledge. Under his guidance, she finally discovered her own depths, and her capacity to surrender completely while remaining in control of herself. His possession became her liberation, allowing her to embrace aspects of her nature she had kept carefully hidden. In his selfless mastery, she found permission to explore the furthest reaches of her submission, comfortable in the knowledge that he would guide her journey with unwavering strength.
“Is this how you wanted it to end, Venus,” he demanded gruffly as he continued to thrust into her. The question was wrought with emotions he himself struggled with.
“This is so much more than I expected, Master Hades.” Her response was breathless as his possessiveness flowed through her unchecked, but within that claiming she discovered her own power. “I have never felt more like I belong to you.”
As he marked her with every possessive thrust, she was overwhelmed by the truth. Jarek was equally bound by their connection. His dominance drew forth her submission, yes, but her willing surrender fueled his control, creating an endless circle of power exchanged.
“Yes, my lovely sub,” he whispered against her lips. She saw that control in the fierce pride that darkened his eyes when she yielded perfectly and felt it in the tension of his muscles as he held himself in check. Her trust in his guidance became the foundation of his authority as her submission was a gift she had chosen to give. In that perfect storm of dominance and surrender, she finally basked in the power that flowed both ways. His mastery and her submission created a strength within her that she could achieve alone.
“Ah, fuck!” she cried as once again her climax caused her to squirt and shuddered uncontrollably in his arms. With a primal roar, he ejaculated. His hand tightened in her hair until she cried out his name.
“Jarek, please! I can’t anymore.”
“Yes, you can. Give me one more, Venus. I need one more from you,”
With a scream that threatened to split open the heavens, she squirted again, then kept going as he ruthlessly kept feeding one after the other.
In a dark voice, he growled against her ear, “You wanted this, my dear wife, and now you got it. You are mine, and I am yours... and that’s never going to change. Not now... and sure as hell not in five years.”
His words burst through the cloud of euphoria she was floating on. Her eyes widened.
“But—”
“No. It’s done, Tatiana. You wanted me. You got me. I’d be fucked if I let you walk away after this.”