Jackson didn’t do a lot of public scenes. Not that he didn’t enjoy them, there were just other things he enjoyed more.

Like having a woman tied up in his bed, completely at his mercy, begging him to let her come.

So instead of allowing anyone to do a big announcement of their scene with Alexandra, he and Donovan had agreed they'd just start. People could come and watch if they wanted. 

A quick text to Donovan let him know where he and Alexandra were, still over on the couches in the dark corner. A few people had gathered to watch her spanking a few minutes ago but had then dispersed when he’d finished. Alexandra now sat with her wrists clamped behind her back, thanks to the clever o-ring placements of the leather harness she wore.

When Donovan arrived, Jackson was playing with Alexandra's nipples, keeping them hardened and pointy. God, he hoped she wasn’t the person stealing from Calder Enterprises. There were so many things he wanted to do with her, it would be a shame to have to send her to jail instead. 

“I see you two started the fun without me.” Donovan smiled, holding up the nipple clamps so they could see them.

“Alexandra got trapped by Magic Mike and I had to rescue her. She had a choice between a bare-handed spanking or nipple clamps during our scene.”

Donovan winked at Alexandra as Jackson continued to play with her breasts. “You chose the clamps? I must say, I think they'll be a sexy addition to our scene. “ He reached out and tweaked the nipple Jackson wasn't playing with.

“Actually, I chose both,” Alexandra said softly, still pressing those gorgeous breasts of hers against his hand. 

Jackson smiled. “She did indeed choose both. Turn over and show Master Donovan your nice pink ass.” 

He helped her move, since gaining momentum with her arms locked behind her back was difficult, and pulled her back over his lap, nudging one of her legs off the couch so she was sprawled open.

“Now there's a beautiful sight to behold.” Jackson heard Alexandra's soft gasp as Donovan ran a finger over her ass cheeks. “You're going to be just a little sore when Jackson's hitting up against that red ass in a few minutes. You ready for that? Sure this is what you want?”

Jackson smiled at Donovan's question. It was one of the reasons why he'd put Donovan in charge of the ship. The man was, first and foremost, a protector. It had been true when they were in the Special Forces together and it was true now. Donovan would always do his damnedest to make sure the submissives on the Celestial were well taken care of.

Alexandra nodded her head from over Jackson's legs. “Yes, Master Donovan, I'm very sure.”

Good because Jackson wasn't sure what the hell he was going to do if she'd changed her mind.

He looked at Donovan and the other man gave him a slight nod. “Are we ready?”

“Yep,” Donovan said.

Jackson brought his hand down hard on Alexandra's bare ass. “Yes, Master Jackson!” she squeaked. He unfastened her arms and helped her sit up. 

“Your safe word is ‘red’ as usual,” Jackson said as the three of them walked towards the stage in the middle of the room. “But, since your mouth will be... otherwise occupied, we need to have some other way of communicating.”

Jackson pulled out a small child's squeaky toy, barely larger than a quarter and handed it to her. “You'll have this in your hand. If you start to squeak on it rapidly we'll know something is wrong.”

Alexandra stopped and just looked at him. Damn he wished she didn't have that mask covering so much of her face. He would tolerate it, but not for much longer. She'd agreed to let him fuck her pussy, she would damn well agree to let him see her face when he did.

“Thank you, Sir,” she whispered. 

He trailed a finger over her lips. “Any Dom worth his salt will always give a submissive the means to communicate. If you can't do it with your mouth, there needs to be another way. “ He grinned. “Just don't get so excited that you accidentally start squeezing it.”

They arrived at the table that looked rather like a coffee table in two parts with a leather bench resting in the middle. Jackson helped Alexandra up onto the table then patted the bench. “Let's get those pretty nipples clamped first.” He turned to Donovan. “Each take one?”

His friend was already smiling as he reached over and rolled one of Alexandra's nipples with his fingers before bending forward and taking it with his mouth. Her breath deepened and her hand came up to his head to hold him closer. Jackson slapped her thigh. 

“Put your hands behind your back. Get those tits pushed out for us to work with.”

She immediately complied, and Donovan groaned as he had even more nipple shoved into his mouth. Alexandra sucked her breath in as Donovan bit on the tender flesh before releasing the hard point. Taking the clamp, he latched it on before she even had a chance to prepare herself. Donovan chuckled as sucked in a harsh breath and grimaced as he tightened the clamp further.

Jackson immediately started on his breast, giving it a good lathering with his tongue before sucking it pert with his lips. He let go of the nipple with a loud pop before rolling it between his finger and thumb. He trailed the clamp with its dangling weighted chain across her breast, knowing Alexandra was anticipating the bite of the tiny teeth. Her thighs rubbed together as she fidgeted. 

He reached over and grabbed her chin with the hand not playing with her breast and kissed her, closing the clamp around her distended nipple just as he thrust his tongue into her mouth. She moaned loudly as he tugged on both the dangling chains.

He heard a few chuckles behind them and knew they already had an audience. Good, because they were about to give them a show. He ended the kiss and glanced over at Donovan, who was already grinning.  They helped Alexandra turn and placed the bench — not unlike an ottoman — under her belly, so her breasts dangled free at the front and her hips were unencumbered at the back. Then they began to crank the table the bench stood on, so Alexandra's head and ass would be just at the right height. 

Jackson spread her legs so her knees were on the outer side of the bench giving him an exquisite view of her ass and pussy. Donovan hooked the wrist cuffs she wore to an eye-hook on the table and Jackson did the same with the ones she wore on her ankles. A strap across her waist, through the harness she wore there, meant she was totally at their mercy. There wasn't much on her body she could move besides her head. 

“Are you ready to get fucked in your mouth by Donovan and fucked in your ass by me at the same time, sub?” The words were more formality than anything else, but it was important everyone watching knew this was truly what Alexandra wanted.

“Yes, Master.” 

“Your ass was nice and pink from your earlier spanking, but I think it's lost some of that pretty color. So we'll start with some smacks to get you warmed up. I want your tender rump to feel it when I fuck you hard in just a second.” 

Peppering her ass with blows — and he could admit, they were harder than his earlier spanks on the couch — soon had her flesh reddened again. He could hear her breaths turn into little pants then moans as he spanked the tender area where her butt met the tops of her thighs, then continued to rain blows up and down her thighs. She yelped as he got her inner thighs with some good stings.

“There,” he said, stepping back to admire his handiwork. “That's much better.”

Donovan had come around to see it. “I must say, there's not much more beautiful than a well-spanked ass.” 

As Donovan walked back around in front of Alexandra's face, Jackson ran his fingers over her clit and the outside of her pussy. Soaked. He groaned. 

He ran his fingers through those swollen lips as he leaned over her back and shoulders and whispered in her ear, “This is going to be mine soon too. Don't forget.” Her pussy pumped against his fingers and he gave her a light slap.

Donovan was taking his cock out and holding it in front of her mouth. “Got your squeaking toy, love?” 

“Yes, Sir.”

“Then get busy before Master Jackson starts spanking you again.”

Jackson chuckled as Alexandra rapidly took Donovan’s cock into her mouth. Strapped as she was, there wasn't much she could do but let him use her as he wanted. Jackson watched as Donovan kept it shallow at first, just letting her lips tease him and play with the crown of his cock. They both groaned as she let go then licked from the base, all the way to his tip.

“Next time we play I'm going to make sure you have your hands free, little sub,” Donovan said. “You're going to be cupping my balls and then sucking on them.”

Alexandra nodded enthusiastically as Donovan thrust back between her lips. Jackson watched her mouth work over Donovan's cock with greedy suction. By the look on Donovan's face, Jackson needed to get started or this wasn't going to be a double penetration demonstration. 

Jackson opened the lube and squirted some straight onto her ass crack. She jerked at the cold liquid and Donovan chuckled, grabbing her hair to keep her still as he continued to fuck her face. Jackson placed lube on one of his fingers and worked it into her asshole. He thrust it in and out before adding a second finger into that tight hole. 

“Oh, you're distracting her, Jackson. Her lips keep getting looser then tighter.”

Jackson smiled. “And that's just my fingers. Wait until it’s my cock.”

Everyone around them — quite a crowd now — laughed when they heard Alexandra's slightly distressed moan around Donovan's dick. 

Donovan thrust deep enough that everyone could hear Alexandra's slight gag before she took him into her throat. Then it was Donovan's turn to moan, before pulling back out. “We're going to need to wait and give Jackson a chance to catch up before we start the deepthroating. I won't last long with that.” 

Jackson scissored his fingers in her ass, stretching the tight hole further. Then finger fucked her as she played with the tip of Donovan's cock. Jackson took his fingers out and wiped them on the towel before grabbing her reddened ass cheeks and spreading them wide. 

“She's got such a pretty little asshole, Don.”

“You going to fuck it or stare at it all day?” 

Jackson put on a condom then moved back to massaging her sore flesh, loving how she sucked in her breath at the pain. He squirted more lube on her ass crack and his cock, then nudged that puckered hole, feeling her stiffen as he penetrated the rim.

She was breathing so hard she dropped Donovan's cock out of her mouth.

“You need to give that ass a few swats. She's not doing her job up here, Jackson.” 

Jackson brought his hand cracking down on one cheek twice — hard — before moving to the other cheek. These were punishment spanks, much harder than what he'd done to her so far. Each blow pushed her forward and left a bright red mark on her butt. He heard the beautiful sound of Alexandra sobbing.

“Concentrate, little sub,” Jackson said. “Or I'll go get a paddle and we'll turn this into a real show for the audience.”

There was a scattering of applause at the notion. 

“Yes, Sir,” Alexandra responded quickly. “Please forgive me, Master Donovan. I won't release your cock again.”

“You better not.” Donovan grabbed her hair at her nape and thrust all the way into her mouth. Alexandra hollowed out her cheeks to suck him deeper. Then he eased back to give her more shallow thrusts so Jackson could get started again. 

He lined up at her hole, then inch by leisurely inch, pushed past her tight resistance until he had slowly buried the length of his cock inside her ass. “God, she's so fucking tight.” 

He met Donovan's eyes across Alexandra's gorgeous body and they began to thrust.