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Holiday Games

Lennie held up his hand and Abbie placed hers over it like a fairy princess at a Renaissance Faire. They walked into the main party room with Mike and Jack striding behind them, a faithful honor guard. A soft murmur went through the crowd as people noticed the entry and turned to look. A spontaneous bit of applause broke out as the entourage made its way toward the bar.

The bartender looked up at the commotion and recognized the latest arrival. By the time they got to the bar, he had poured her usual, and Mike's beer. He handed them over, simply nodding as Lennie requested soft drinks for him and Jack.

Jack was dealing with some serious culture shock. The place was busy but not overly crowded; he figured for what members paid here, they could afford not to pack the place. But more than anything he noticed the people. He figured on a normal evening here, you'd get quite the eyeful; tonight, with the Erotic Costume Ball, everybody had gone all out. Bodies of all shapes and sizes; male, female, and indeterminate; every one of them decked out in some variation of leather or lace, fur and spandex, all of it designed to draw the eye to the wearer's attributes. Everyone here was dressed to impress.

They found a table and sat down, watching the crowd. Mike laughed at Jack's overwhelmed expression. "See anything you like?"

Jack blinked and stared at him. "Uh, yeah �" Actually, he was still processing intellectually; the hormones hadn't kicked in yet. Lennie chuckled.
"Yeah, I was kinda blown away the first time Mike brought me here. But tonight goes WAY beyond that �"

They sat there for a while chatting and watching people. Every once in a while, somebody would stop by to say hello to Abbie and Mike. Eventually, Abbie grabbed Mike and dragged him out to the dance floor. Lennie and Jack watched the 'youngsters' from the table, Lennie's arm around Jack's shoulders, enjoying the simple pleasure of being able to touch each other so openly.

When the song finished and a slower one took its place, Abbie returned and traded Mike for Lennie, all but dragging him out to the dance floor. Jack laughed as Lennie tried to protest, but the "Queen" wasn't taking no for an answer! Mike leaned over to whisper in his ear.

"Don't laugh � you're next!"

Jack's stomach flopped. "Uh, Mike, you're kidding, right?"
Logan's eyebrows arched mischievously. Jack just groaned, and turned to watch Lennie and Abbie. He was surprised how well his lover moved; he seemed to be really getting 'into' it. In fact, he stayed with her for the next song, which was quite a bit more energetic. Again, people watched as the Queen and her Consort took command of the dance floor.

When the song ended, Lennie dipped her in classic form, rousing a cheer from the crowd. They laughed as they came back to the table, falling into their chairs. Lennie was breathing rather hard; Jack was a little concerned.

"You ok?" His arm wrapped protectively around Lennie's shoulders.

Lennie grinned and nodded, still sucking in lungfulls of air. "Hell, yes! God, I haven't had that much fun in ages!"

They spent the rest of the evening taking turns on the dance floor and sometimes just sitting and watching the people around them. Just before midnight, champagne or ginger ale was poured for everyone and the TV turned on to watch the festivities at Times Square. The entire crowd joined the countdown, raising a cheer as the ball dropped, ushering in 2002. The couples all paired off, sharing a New Year's kiss. Then Jack felt Mike's hands pulling him away from Lennie as Abbie moved in to kiss her prince. For all the posturing earlier, it wasn't until Mike's tongue was searching for his tonsils that Jack felt the rush of desire. He wondered how this night was going to end up �

And then they switched again and Abbie was kissing him most enthusiastically. Finally, she let go and gave them all a serious 'come hither' look. "So, you boys ready for some fun?"

"What � what did you have in mind?" Jack managed to gasp.

Abbie and Mike got up, indicating for them to follow. "Come on �"

They led the way back to a stairwell, up one floor. A long hallway with several doors on each side. Abbie strode toward the door labeled '2' and opened it. They all followed her in, gasping in amazement at what they saw. A huge bed, actually two double beds pushed together. What had to be custom made silk sheets covered it. Around the walls of the room, various implements hung, everything from fur-lined handcuffs to whips, feathers to paddles. A dresser against one wall had a variety of toys laid out on a towel. Something that looked a little like a gymnast's pommel horse stood on one side. Heavy curtains covered the one window.

"And it's all ours all night." Abbie grinned at them, then her expression changed. "Guys, we need to get serious here for a minute. Mike and I have played these games before, he knows the rules. I know you two have dabbled a little, but nothing close to a real scene. We all know each other, trust each other. Even so, I want you to pick a safe word. Something you'll remember, something that can't be confused with anything sexual. If we go too far, do something you're not comfortable with, just speak the safe word and we stop. No matter who says it, it's an immediate 'all stop.' Got that?"

Jack and Lennie nodded. Jack got an evil grin on his face. "Serena."

Lennie laughed. "Yeah, I can't think of anything less sexual than her!"

Abbie and Mike grinned at each other. They'd heard stories of Jack's latest assistant who hadn't come close to filling Abbie's shoes. "OK, Serena it is. Now, here is the 'scene.' I understand you boys, Michael and JJ, work for Mr. Leonard here. He's always been the one in charge. Well, tonight, turnabout is fair play. If Mr. Leonard wants to be a good dom, he needs to know how a sub feels. So tonight, Mistress Abbie is running the show, and you boys get to be my assistants. We'll put the boss man in his place."

Lennie's cock twitched excitedly as he realized he was to be the center of attention in this game. He liked running the show, but this had some serious potential as well. Abbie's eyes met his and the challenge was made.

"All right, boys. Undress him. Slowly. Make sure he's ready by the time you're done."

Mike jumped right into character, leading the way. "Yes, Mistress!"

JJ stood behind Mr. Leonard, holding him still while Michael unbuttoned the silk shirt, one button at a time. His leather-clad erection pressed against the tight silk of the boss-man's pants as his hands slid around to caress the silken bulge up front. Leonard groaned at the touch, and again as Michael's lips latched onto a nipple. Having the two of them focused on his pleasure was an absolute dream come true.

Abbie had curled up on the bed to watch as her boys undressed their former master. // What a beautiful sight! // Lennie writhed between them, obviously happy to be the center of this sandwich. The pants were so tight Michael couldn't pull the shirt out, so JJ tugged at the button until finally it came free. Mr. Leonard sighed at the release of the pressure as JJ's hands tugged the zipper down.

Once the shirt tails were free, Michael slid the silk back from Mr. Leonard's shoulders. JJ's hands slid up his sides to take it off from behind and hang it over the back of a chair. He turned back to find Michael kneeling before Leonard, tugging the tight satin pants down. Wrapping his arms around the deposed 'boss,' he held him steady while Michael pulled off his shoes, followed by the pants. While he was at it, he nibbled at the long slender neck. Finally, the bright blue briefs and his socks joined the discards.

Mistress Abbie smiled at her assistants; Leonard was good and ready. "Good job, boys. Now, Michael. What we discussed earlier. JJ, stay there and hold him still."

Michael nodded and went to the dresser, picking up a leather cock strap. Leonard stared at it, not sure if he was going to like this. Michael's hands deftly wrapped it around the base of his cock, snapping it shut so that it was quite snug. Leonard decided it wasn't too uncomfortable.

The Mistress got up from the bed, slowly uncurling her long legs, and came over to inspect. She ran one long gloved fingernail along the length of Leonard's erection, from the edge of the strap up to the tip, sending a shiver through his entire body. "You like that, boss man?"

Leonard swallowed hard. "Y � yes, Mistress."

"Good." She let her palm slide over him, smiling as his eyes fluttered closed. "JJ, bring that over, will you?" One long finger pointed at the gymnastic contraption. JJ dragged it away from the wall, noticing that there were cuffs attached to the legs. He could feel himself getting excited as he started to figure out how this was going.

"Bend over, Leonard. Michael, secure his legs. JJ, his arms." Michael spread his legs, wrapping the cuffs snugly around his ankles. The 'horse' was just below waist height, so as Leonard leaned over it, his ass was as wide open as it could be. JJ gently took his wrists and secured them with the cuffs on the opposite side. Their eyes met briefly, and Jack could see the excitement in Lennie's eyes. There wasn't a bigger turn-on in the universe than seeing that spark in his lover's eyes.

Once Leonard was secured, Mistress Abbie came up behind him and gently ran her glove-covered nails over his back, up over the rounded cheeks, and down the backs of his thighs. Leonard moaned loudly. She laughed softly, a low sound, deep in her throat, as she reached for the flogger attached to her corset. She dragged the soft suede straps over his skin in the same pattern. Leonard squirmed slightly at the unfamiliar sensation, but relaxed as she repeated it. The soft suede actually felt very good against his skin. Then suddenly she flicked it, letting the tips just barely sting his exposed behind. Leonard gave a small cry, more of surprise than of pain.

"Oh, come on now, that didn't hurt, did it?"

"Uh, no �. I guess not �"

The soft suede again brushed over his now more sensitive skin. Just as he was relaxing into it again, another quick sting. Then more of the soft. She alternated for several minutes, never stinging too hard, just enough get the nerve endings to sit up and take notice. Lennie had to admit that there was something about the contrasting sensations that was amazingly sensual.

In the meantime, Michael had moved behind JJ, who was watching, fascinated, feeling almost like he was watching an accident happen in slow motion. He couldn't look away. The moans and groans assured him that Leonard was actually enjoying the attention. And the tightness of his leather pants clearly indicated his enjoyment of the show. Michael's arms wrapped around him, one hand sliding down to again cup his erection. He groaned softly, felt Michael's hardness pressing into his ass. They moved slowly together as they watched.

The Mistress put the flogger aside and bent down to gently kiss and lick at Leonard's slightly pink ass. Her soft, wet tongue soothed the tingling flesh. Then she stood up and walked over to the dresser, choosing her next 'weapon,' and picking up a bottle of lube. She smiled at Michael and JJ, glad that they were enjoying the show. Their turn would come soon �

She squeezed a generous amount of lube onto the butt plug she had selected. It was of a medium size, about an inch and a half diameter at its widest. She eased the tip into Leonard's opening, slowly working it in. He gasped as she pushed the last bit in and his sphincter snapped shut around the narrower base.

"All right, boys, let him up." Michael let go of JJ and quickly came around to release Leonard's legs from the cuffs as JJ released his hands and helped him to stand upright. If there had been any doubt about his enjoyment, the deep red of his cock jutting out from his body thanks to the strap immediately dispelled it.

Their Mistress had dragged a straight backed wooden chair to a point just to the side of the big bed. "Sit down, Mr. Leonard."

Leonard sat, somewhat gingerly, as his butt was still stinging. Sitting on the hard wood also pushed the plug deeper into him, causing another gasp of surprise and pleasure. His Mistress laughed. "I thought you'd enjoy that � Michael, get me a spreader for his arms, please. We don't want him to get carried away."

Michael pulled a metal bar, about 2 and a half feet long and with cuffs at each end, from the wall. He attached one cuff to Leonard's left wrist and snugged the bar behind the chair before attaching the right cuff. Leonard's hands were now effectively tied behind his back but held apart so as to not strain his shoulders.

Lennie sat there, his body awash in sensation. His ass was tingling from the light flogging, not really hurting. And the plug inside him was pressing on his prostate. And then there was the strap around his cock. He was so hard it almost hurt. But he knew with that strap in place, he wasn't coming any time soon. He suspected the next act in this play was about to commence, with his turn as the audience.

He wasn't disappointed. The Mistress spoke. "JJ, Michael. I think it's about time the rest of us got undressed. Come here."

She crawled onto the bed and beckoned her 'guards' to join her. The boys didn't have to be asked twice, taking their places on either side of her. She kissed Michael, pushing the vest off his shoulders, then turned to give JJ the same treatment. While she was kissing JJ, Michael began unlacing the corset, freeing her ample breasts into JJ's waiting hands. Now it was Leonard's turn to watch, mesmerized, as the three of them slowly stripped.

Once the corset was out of the way, JJ began suckling at one beautiful breast. He tipped her over onto her back to get better access, and soon Michael had latched on to the other one. Her hands sought out the hot leather-clad bulges on either side of her, causing both of the 'boys' to squirm. She extracted herself, letting Michael pull the skirt off as she crawled out of the bed before pushing him towards JJ.

"They do look good together, don't they, Mr. Leonard?" She asked in a sultry voice as she came to stand by their captive audience. She was down to the boots and fishnet stockings, the tiny g-string, and the long black gloves on her arms. Absolutely stunning.

Michael was making short work of pulling off JJ's skintight pants. Leonard felt his cock throbbing as JJ's popped out of the pants. Michael paused, bending over to take it into his mouth, licking and sucking as JJ moaned in ecstasy. The sound made Leonard shudder.

"God, yes!" he finally answered her.

She leaned over him, sucking at his neck and letting her long fingernails trace gently over his throbbing erection as he watched Michael bring JJ to a crashing orgasm. He felt like he was going to explode himself.

After JJ caught his breath, he traded places with Michael, now his turn to peel of the tight leather pants. The sight of Michael's cock made his mouth water. Even though he had just come, the whole scene was so hot he knew he'd be hard again in record time. One glance over at Leonard, strapped into the chair and watching him intently, and he was lost. He put on a big show, deep throating the huge, heavy cock, but always glancing over at Leonard. He almost lost it when the Mistress straddled Leonard's lap and settled herself down over him, taking him inside. Somewhere along the way, the g-string must have vanished. But after only a few strokes, she stood up and returned to the bed. Leonard cried out with frustration.

"I'll finish Michael, JJ. Why don't you go taste what I left with Mr. Leonard? Just don't push him over the edge just yet."

"Yuh � uh � yes, Mistress." JJ barely got the words out. His legs felt unsteady as he walked the few steps to Leonard's chair. Again their eyes met, the intensity of the moment hitting them with a white heat. JJ dropped to his knees and leaned in to lick the Mistress's juices from Leonard's aching cock. The taste was like ambrosia

Leonard desperately wished his hands were free, so that he could grab JJ's head and force him to bring him off. But he couldn't, so instead JJ was free to tease and torture him with that all-too-gentle tongue.

A cry from the bed grabbed his attention. Mistress Abbie had rolled Michael over and was giving his ass a taste of the riding crop which had adorned her corset. Michael was panting heavily as his backside was warmed quite thoroughly. JJ was so absorcbed by the display that he stopped teasing Mr. Leonard, which was probably a good thing. Leonard was also staring at the pair on the bed.

The Mistress got up and went to the dresser, selecting a dildo about 10" long. She grinned at the eager audience. "JJ, I think maybe you can help with this." She handed him the dildo, then picked up another leather cock strap. Rolling Michael over, she fastened it on him, then stuffed a couple of pillows under his hips. She straddled him, impaling herself on his huge cock. As she began riding him, she motioned for JJ to take his ass with the dildo.

JJ maneuvered in to position after giving the dildo a heavy coat of lube. He quickly worked first one then two fingers into Michael's tight pucker before substituting the rather lifelike silicon dildo. Michael cried out as the large head pushed past his sphincter, so JJ held still for a few moments until he felt Michael relaxing. Then he pushed in a good 7 inches or so, thrusting slowly, then faster as their Mistress picked up the pace. As her climax approached, she reached down and yanked off the cock strap. Michael screamed and came almost immediately, shooting deep into her. Their Mistress's orgasm seemed to last forever before finally she slid off and collapsed onto the bed beside Michael. JJ gently removed the dildo and the pillows under Michaels's hips, then lay beside them, taking a moment to catch his breath from the exertion.

Leonard watched, almost in an agony of desire, as his young lovers serviced their Mistress. He couldn't imagine anything hotter, and actually struggled against his bonds in his desperation to touch his cock and find his release. They all looked so comfortable there in the big bed �

After a little while, Mistress Abbie roused herself. Her job was not done just yet. She was pleased to see that JJ was fully aroused again. One more dance before they rested �

"JJ. I think Mr. Leonard has watched long enough. Let's get him up, shall we?"

Michael lay on the bed, exhausted and unable to move. He smiled, knowing that in a little while, Lennie would be just as limp � JJ and the Mistress freed Mr. Leonard from his restraints and helped him stand and walk the couple of steps to the bed. After being restrained, he was rather unsteady as blood began returning to his extremeties.

Suddenly, the rest of the game faded into the background as Jack looked into Lennie's eyes again and saw the almost desperate need. He crawled on top of his lover and gently kissed him. "I'll take care of you, Lennie," he whispered softly. He felt fingers testing his opening, applying lube. Abbie steadied him as he half stood over Lennie, slowly impaling himself on that aching cock.

A soft cry came from Lennie's throat as Jack settled over him. Abbie stood at the side of the bed, steadying them, and somehow Mike found the strength to roll over and snuggle up to Lennie's side. Three sets of hands caressed him as Jack rode him.

Jack wasn't really sure whose hands were on his cock, but he couldn't remember ever feeling so close, so connected to his friends as he did at this moment. The affection they all shared had become something real, palpable. His breath was coming very short and shallow when Abbie reached in and unsnapped Lennie's cock ring. Like Mike, the sudden release was explosive, wringing a harsh scream from Lennie's throat. His entire body trembled with the force of that orgasm; he didn't even notice Abbie's hands gently removing the butt plug.

And then hands were lifting him, moving him towards the center of the bed, making room for Jack to lay beside him. His partner's hands caressed him, held him, as he came down from the incredible high. Mike was on the other side, gently caressing them both. Abbie took a moment to shed the last of her clothes, then got a damp washcloth to wipe the mess from Lennie's stomach. When she was finished, she got out a nice big fluffy comforter from under the bed and tossed it over all of them before turning out the lights and climbing in behind Mike.

They snuggled together in the dark, happy and content. "Happy New Year, everybody!"

Lennie's eyes fluttered open at the sound; he'd almost drifted off to sleep. He wasn't even sure who had spoken. But the wise-ass in him couldn't pass this up. "Good night, John Boy."

Abbie immediately caught the reference. "Night, Jim-Bob!"

Jack giggled, thinking there couldn't be anything further from the wholesome TV "Waltons" family than this � but then, they were a family, weren't they? "Night, Mary Ellen!"

Mike just groaned. "Shut up and go to sleep already!"

Lennie got in the last word. "OK, Grandpa!" They all giggled � except of course grumpy "Grandpa" � as they cuddled up to sleep.

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Part 3

WARNING: This is a kink-fest. In the grand scheme of BDSM, it's rather mild, but compared to the average L&O fanfic, it's unusually kinky ....

The artwork to the right is a painting by an artist named Olivia. The model is a 1950's era pin-up queen named Bettie Page, who has the same long raven hair as our darling Abbie ... In addition to the innocent pin-ups, Bettie was also known for making some seriously kinky films (for the day ...) My hubby collects Bettie Page memorabelia, as well as Olivia's gorgeous artwork. Click on the links above to find out more about this fascinating lady and the artist who paints her so beautifully.