The Gamer Chapter 1103 – Take the (ana)L, dude (Patreon)

The Sex Dungeon was tinged in warm, golden light, originating from the many scented candles around the room. At the centre of the room was a contraption John often used during BDSM sessions: a lounger with lots of stable side arms that could be adjusted into various positions. At the moment, all of them were folded flat to the side of the piece, making it little more than an overly complicated leather-clad pedestal for someone to lie on. That someone was the dark-haired woman that stood naked next to it. With her were two more people. From tallest to shortest, in the room were John, Lydia and Lee. The gap between the first two in size was almost unnoticeable, while Lee was almost a whole head shorter. Lydia still wore her stockings and garter belt. John and Lee were completely nude.

While John had promised to ‘bribe’ Lydia during this session, the goal of today was one they had talked about for a little while. Bowing down to the smaller woman, the Gamer placed a quick kiss on her lips and asked, “Ready to lose your last virginity?”

“Would someone who isn’t ready wear this all day?” the young Fateweaver asked and turned around. Grabbing her bubble butt with both hands, she parted it in a fashion that made its softness evident in the way her fingers created delicious trenches in her backside. In the valley between the globes of juicy flesh, John saw the head of a butt plug covering her sphincter. “Can we skip the verbal teasing?” she pleaded, while her butt jiggled into its regular shape. “I’ve wanted this from the moment I started flirting with you.”

“As if you hadn’t imagined our beloved’s cock in your back entrance beforehand,” Lydia chastised softly and nudged Lee towards the lounger. “We’ll take this at the appropriate pace. When considering John’s size, you will want to be properly prepared.”

Lee glanced back and forth between the erect member in question and the anal queen who was the definite expert in this regard. “Alright… tell me what to do.”

Grabbing her roughly by the throat, John tossed her on the lounger. He kept softly choking her as he bowed down to her ear, “That’s what you want anyway. Turn around.” He didn’t need to make it a proper command to ensure obedience, but did so anyway. He wanted her as excited as possible for this.

Lying on her stomach, skin flushing from the rewarding pleasure, Lee remained still while John retrieved a bottle of massage oil from the Sex Dungeon’s inventory. “Regular oil today,” he told her, while pouring the lukewarm liquid over her back. “You’ll climax hard enough without aphrodisiacs.”

Casually, he spread the oil over her back and limbs. This wasn’t a proper massage session, just a little foreplay to get her muscles relaxed and her adorable body glistening. Once he was satisfied in both regards, he ordered her again, “Turn around.” Once she was on her back, he did the same for her front. Down from her neck, over her petite breasts and pink nipples, all of her midriff, and her shapely thighs, he slathered up all of her. Once finished, he pressed a button and the lounger transformed automatically.

A pair of leg rests shot up at the sides of the lounger, at perfect height for Lee. He placed her glistening legs in the appropriate segments and bound them above the knees and ankles, less to restrict her and more to keep her from accidentally slipping away. Then he poured a large amount of lube over her displayed asshole.

“Ah!” Lee cried when John gave the side of her butt a nice slap.

Lydia grabbed Lee’s face and squished her cheeks in a domineering fashion. “What do we say in the harem when our beloved gives us a spanking?” she asked.

To test the dark-haired woman and to give her a second chance, John hit the other side of her round butt. “Master!” she cried properly this time.

“Good girl,” Lydia hummed and gave Lee her reward. Perfect red lips met with the pale pink ones of the young Fateweaver. Their making out caused both to moan, with Lee’s growing much louder when Lydia started to tease her partner’s nipples, circling or pinching them. Although she didn’t get to do it particularly often, Lydia was always good at performing as a supporting dom.

John spread the oil out, but always returned his hands to her back entrance. Bit for bit, he spread the lube over her asshole, using the buttplug to get it a bit deeper than surface level. Pulling the toy out halfway before gently pushing it back in had the benefit of also preparing her for something larger.

Lydia whispered to Lee simultaneously to his efforts. “My first anal was only so-so,” she confessed, “but there was an uncertain difference about it that I just… adored. I wanted to feel it again, on my own most of the time. By the time John and I found one another, I already had developed a mild obsession with it.” She nibbled on Lee’s ear before finishing, “A proper partner makes all the difference. Stay relaxed. Trust us.”

“She’s ready for the next step,” John said and the two of them switched positions. While John played with Lee’s chest, she had her butt plug removed by the queen. “Do you feel good?”

“Yes, Master,” Lee panted, the heat written all over her face. Whatever impatience she felt, it was washed away by the ongoing action.

Lydia put the butt plug away to the side and pulled a new toy out of the inventory. It was a string with wooden beads spaced out over the length of it. “Let’s get you used to a bit more size,” the queen explained why they took that extra step and pushed the first anal bead against the well-lubricated hole. “Count for me.”

“One… t-two… thrreeeeeee,” Lee played along, her moans growing louder. “Foooouuuuur…” John couldn’t see what exactly was going on down there, but he noticed the gap and Lydia tugging at the string. “Th-three?” Lee stammered at the end of a long gasp. “Ffffouurrrr,” she shouted when it was pushed back inside.

“Anal beads are a tool with a delicate use. Perfect for teasing a newcomer, particularly with the support of other pleasure,” Lydia stated and gave John a signalling glance.

John’s right hand slid down the surface of Lee’s slippery body until he arrived at her clit. Playing with the little button, he intensified the pleasure she felt immensely. Counting up and down in increasingly higher pitch and with less coherent syllables, Lee finally came when all but one of the seven beads were inside her.

They let her calm down with the beads inside her, then Lydia gradually pulled them out. She was careful not to do it too fast, as that would be a thoroughly unpleasant experience for even the most seasoned user. One after another, the beads of polished wood slipped out of her. Lydia reapplied lube once during the process, to make sure things stayed slippery.

The beads wandered back into the Sex Dungeon’s inventory, where they would be cleaned automatically. Lydia and John switched positions once again. Heavily breathing, her body only tense with post-orgasmic spasms and sphincter loosened, Lee was as ready, physically and mentally, as she could ever be.

Ready to take her last virginity from her, John climbed onto the lounger. He barely had to look to align himself and, once his cock started penetrating her well-prepared backdoor, he concentrated on holding eye contact. Difficult to do when Lee’s head fell into her neck. The scream she let out was one of pure ecstasy and John aimed to keep it that way. Only slowly did he keep advancing.

“Fuck, you’re tight,” he groaned, halfway inside the small, trained woman’s asshole. As much as they had done to loosen her, his girthy shaft still stretched her out and the length of his cock did the rest. Lydia oversaw the entire procedure keenly, doing nothing to add to the pleasure. This was supposed to be a moment entirely about Lee feeling how it was to get her ass fucked. No other factors were wanted.

Realizing that Lydia had little to do but watch and pleasure herself, John sent the Mandala Sphere over to her. Before it had morphed into Jack, the queen had already kneeled down on the floor and immediately started working his shaft when it fully manifested. Her red lips wrapped around the tip and slid down, marking the beginning of a passionate blowjob. The wet sounds in the background and the sensations made it a wonderful sideshow for John’s erudite mind.

The main star of the evening was quivering, the entirety of her lover’s sizable member now inside her. “I love…” she pressed out, “…sex… oh my… fuck…”

“How do I keep attracting total nymphos?” John asked jokingly. Any answer was prevented by putting a hand on Lee’s throat and that of his double on Lydia’s head. He didn’t let either of them get a word out. “It’s a rhetorical question,” he scolded them and transitioned from merely entering to actually fucking his newest haremette.

Sweet cries and the repeated ‘glack’ of Lydia’s face getting fucked echoed in the room. Unsurprisingly, Lee took quickly to having her ass ravished by the Gamer’s cock. Bound, if only in a minor way, and getting choked, if weakly by comparison to what other submissives in the harem endured, she was also getting some expanded tastes of the world of BDSM she so desperately wanted to explore. Despite all of this, Lee did not orgasm as readily as Lydia did with just getting a cock repeatedly hit the back of her throat.

This was partly on John, and he changed his angles in an attempt to hit those sweat spots of her back entrance. Pleasure from anal sex, for the recipient, came from the novelty of the sensation and from nerves that happened to share the same general area. Doing anal sex right meant that he indirectly stimulated her clit, thus leading to orgasm. If all else failed, John was willing to just use his fingers to that end. It would compromise the spirit of the exercise somewhat, but it was better than leaving her continuously at the edge.

Sexual experience paid off and he found the right spot, made evident by Lee’s spine suddenly arching. Relentlessly, John accelerated, concentrating on hitting or grinding against that area. Finally, he let go of her throat to listen to her ecstasy. The slapping sound of flesh against flesh echoed in the room, overpowered by the multi-orgasmic screams. Overflowing pussy juices steadily added more lubrication, allowing John to thrust so hard and fast that the metal legs of the lounger creaked with every impact.

Suddenly, John’s thrusts became slower. The gap between them went from miniscule to long; the drive into her back entrance remained intense and quick. Lee knew what was coming and she shouted greedily, “Cum inside me!”

“Beg properly!” John shouted back, barely able to slow down and give her a disciplining stare.

“Master, please, fill me up!” she corrected herself. With two more thrusts, she was given what she pleaded for and the Gamer’s seed spurted into her back entrance. Her spine and toes curled, her adorable face contorted into an expression of ecstasy.  Two metres away, Lydia’s eyes were rolling up while Jack’s cum pumped down her gullet. Both haremettes had their already intense orgasms prolonged with each new spurt of thick seed.

Like all fantastic things, even this moment of raw bliss for all three of them had to end. The Gamer came back to his senses first and pulled out of both women to let them breathe. Although she doubtlessly appreciated the oxygen, Lydia was quick to return to kissing up and down his shaft. Lee was knocked flat, while riding out her aftershocks.

The little pause worked nicely for John, primarily because it gave him a chance to prepare for what he wanted to do next. Taking a wet wipe out of the Sex Dungeon’s inventory, he cleaned his dick from the anal venture. There was nothing overtly unhygienic going on, Lee had prepared herself in every way, but John still preferred to keep his member clean.

“How are you doing?” he asked, to gauge what his options were.

“Gooooooood,” Lee answered with a drawn-out sigh. “That was… nice. Not quite as nice as regular sex, but nice. Different.”

“Think you got enough left in you to try something more intense?” John asked and tossed away the used wipe. Raising her head, Lee looked at him. The question of what he meant by that was answered by the second dick of Master’s Stud appearing above his real one.

“Yes!” Lee answered enthusiastically.

Although he was somewhat wary that this burst of energy was short-lived, the Gamer was too horny to approach this with more than moderate caution. After unshackling Lee, he moved the smaller woman towards the edge of the lounger and turned her around. Her feet were on the ground now, but the lounger was still underneath her torso to support her.

Her and Lydia, as Jack and the queen moved on top of the lounger. “A bit of payback is appropriate, would you not agree?” the auburn-haired woman asked, before impaling her asshole on the double’s cock. Despite having only worn a butt plug in preparation, the descent was as easy for her as it had been for Lee. The difference in experience and inclination was clear and Lydia let out a fulfilled gasp when the entirety of his manhood stretched her. Her back rested against Jack’s chest. “Service me,” she demanded, spreading her pussy lips with two fingers.

Lee wiggled a little bit forward to reach the pretty pink quim. Fuelled by perversion, she placed her face between the queen’s legs, who approvingly hummed. Hums turned to soft gasps. Soft gasps to moans. It stayed at that volume for the moment. Between the cock and the eager tongue, her scope of movement was restricted. Only a soft up and down of her ass, utilizing her knees, and gyrating of her hips was possible.

With a light smack, John brought his hands down on Lee’s ass. That was the last warning signal she got, as he moved on to grab her waist and pushed forwards with both of his cocks. “AAAHHH-HMMMMM!” Lee’s scream was quickly muffled by Lydia pushing her down on her cunt.

“Don’t forget to service me,” she warned.

‘Oh God,’ John thought, three cocks inside two gorgeous women. Penetrating Lee’s pussy was surprisingly difficult. Used as she was to his size by now, repeated spasms upped her tightness to incredible levels. Wet folds and the tightness of assholes surrounded him; each sensation was distinct.

From the moment he finally was fully inside her, John went all out on thrusting into Lee. The fantastic feeling of fucking them was one thing, but the sight they presented elevated the scene to true magnificence. Lee’s ass rippled with each heavy impact, shoving her face into Lydia’s cunt. The queen’s hands were dug into the dishevelled, dark hair of the young Fateweaver. Athletic, hourglass shaped, the kneeling auburn-haired woman was a delight to observe on her own. Back and forth, she rocked, riding Jack’s cock as best her position allowed. The double was playing with her decently sized tits, squishing their softness and pulling at her nipples.

Lee’s scream transformed into an up and down of loud and barely noticeable. Lydia’s voice gradually rose in volume. John groaned and clenched his teeth. Closer and closer, he got to another release.

“I’m cumming,” he warned when he was almost there. Neither of the two women reacted, the situation worked perfectly for them. Stopping deep inside them, he let their orgasmic quivers massage him past the edge.

Lydia’s voice rose, for the first time in this session, into a proper scream, while Lee went completely silent. Pattering sounds echoed quietly from the floor as wave after wave of sexual fluids squirted from the double-penetrated, small woman. All of them were locked in their current positions, made completely rigid by the climax of their bliss.

Then relaxation set in. The ecstasy ebbed away and made room for a sensation of fulfilled satisfaction. At least, that was the case for John and Lydia. Lee most likely felt nothing as she went completely limp in the aftermath of her first experience.

“She is getting sturdier,” Lydia remarked.

“Give her a month or two more.” The Gamer nodded and directed his gaze at Lydia. There was still hunger in every gesture. “I believe I still owe you some ‘convincing’.”

“Indeed.” Lydia grinned.

By the end, he had her blessing to use one of her planes.