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The Contest - 8/11/2004 9:26:21 AM   
Questing4Aldonza


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The Contest

The boys remind her of a pair of racehorses in the starting gate, spoiling for the challenge to come.

As she approaches their kneeling forms from behind, she is entranced by the play of the muscles in their shoulders, backs and buttocks; tensing as they hear the ever-nearing sound of her heels clicking against the hardwood floor.

She stands behind them and slips her fingers through their hair, gently massaging their scalps.

“I’ve made my decision,” she says and she can hear them draw in one last anxious breath, holding it, shivering.

“I have decided to keep you both.”

The boy on the right laughs, a spontaneous outburst of relief and surprise. The boy on the left merely sobs, too choked up to give voice to his joy. She smiles, and her hands slowly ball into fists; the boys both crying out in pain as their hair is pulled tight.

“But,” she adds, twisting, yanking, “there is a catch, you see. Part of my difficulty in decided who I want has been that I have been somewhat on the fence about what I want.

“Do I want a companion? Submissive, yes, but with the practical benefits of a mostly conventional relationship? Or do I want the impractical, but delicious fantasy an abject slave? A ... thing utterly subservient and bound to my will? And while I’m sure it may seem silly to you boys -“

She gives their hair a particularly wrenching yank and they yowl like a pair of cats.

“It only just hit me last night! Here I have two positions I wish to have filled in my life, and two sweet boys, both perfectly capable of filling either!” She lets them go and their heads sink forward, almost in unison. She listens to their heavy, anxious breathing for a minute and then slowly walks around to stand facing them. They look up at her, eyes so wide, so full of hope and fear and questions.

“The only question left is which boy gets to share my bed... and which boy gets the cage? Who will be beta to my Alpha... and who will be... hmmm... What comes after beta?”

“Gamma, Mistress,” the boy on the left blurts out. He flinches, face turning red, terrified that he’s made a mistake in speaking, but she smiles warmly at him and gently ruffles his hair.

“Thank you, my dear. Gamma, yes. And to decide, I have come up with a contest that is simplicity itself.”

Both boy’s eyes are like sauce plates. Their chests tremble as they unconsciously hold their breaths.

“You’re going to play with these for me,” she says, extending the toe of her boot to toy with the floppy piece of meat between left’s thighs.

“So I suggest you two quickly get past your discomfort about being naked in front of another man and get erect... now! I assure you, you will both soon be as intimately familiar with each other’s bodies as you will be with mine!

“Maybe more so,” she adds with a grin. “I do like to watch.”

The boys take deep breaths and swallow hard, steeling themselves before slipping into whatever fantasy they require. Left shuts his eyes, blushing, right merely stares off into empty space, breathing noisily through his open mouth.

She sits back on the edge of her bed and smiles. It is like watching a garden bloom in fast motion. Her garden. Her cocks. The boys begin to stroke, right silently, left making soft sweet grunts and gasps with each exhalation.

“Be enthusiastic my dears,” she says. “Savor it. For one of you at least it will be a long time.”

She reclines back on her elbow, her hand gently rubbing her belly, not quite ready to slip further down to where things are growing warm.

“I assume you already know the first one to cum is the loser, yes?”

They both nod, hands pumping, half lost in their masturbatory fantasies.

Her fingertips creep under the elastic waist of her panties.

“And of course, gamma’s first act as gamma, will be to finish beta,” she coos.

One of the boys whimpers unhappily. Her own hand finds what it seeks and she lets out a long, contented sigh.
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RE: The Contest - 8/11/2004 12:32:08 PM   
ladyangel


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Shew......<breathing heavily>

And, just like THAT---no climactic ending. LOL

But, another great read......like I would be surprised.;)

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