Shared Crushes: Zatanna Part 3

A Night At Zatanna’s

Start With Zatanna’s POV Then Skylar’s POV

As we lay there, basking in the afterglow of our recent activities, Ranch’s laughter suddenly pierced through the air. His voice sounded all too familiar, and it was as if he had pulled us out of our post-orgasmic stupor. He looked smug, holding the key between his fingers like a prized possession.

He admired the three of us before he finally unlocked the cuffs. “You know the punishment for taking something of mine, right Ranchy?” Zatanna asked, her voice laced with a hint of warning.

Ranch’s laughter was a mix of nerves and excitement. I couldn’t help feeling nervous for him. “Go to your bed, Ranchy,” Zatanna ordered.

Skylar and I exchanged confused glances. He had a bed here? That was certainly interesting.

But Zatanna wasn’t done yet. “Aren’t you forgetting something?” she asked Ranch.

Without hesitation, Ranch stripped out of his clothes and skipped (yes, skipped) over to Zatanna. He twirled in a pirouette and then dropped to the floor, kissing her toes before crawling out of the room.

Skylar chuckled in amazement. “Wow.”

But Zatanna wasn’t amused. “No laughing at my Ranchy,” she reprimanded.

I stood there, taking in the scene with all my senses. I could hear Ranch’s laughter, feel the coolness of the air conditioning against my body, and smell the lingering scent of sex surrounding us. Zatanna took my hand, and I grabbed Skylar’s, and we followed Ranch as he crawled down the hall.

We followed Ranch down the hall, and he crawled into a bedroom. I couldn’t help my curiosity about what this room looked like. There was a large birdcage in the corner and a king-sized bed dominating the far wall.

Ranch crawled into the cage and climbed on a swinging perch. Okay, this was odd. “Chirp, little birdie.” Zatanna ordered and, much to my surprise, he began chirping. I had little time to decipher what was happening when Zatanna led us to the bed, where the three of us collapsed.

The mood had shifted, and there was a sense of tension in the air. We fell into a circle as if a magnet were connected to each of our pussies and our tongues, the receptors. Or, as Zatanna had called it, a Babemuda Triangle. This time, her mouth was between Skylar’s legs. My mouth was on Zatanna’s pussy and Skylar’s mouth was on mine. Our hands were free to roam each other’s bodies as our mouths lapped up each other’s cream.

“His cock is getting hard,” Skylar remarked, her voice carrying a hint of excitement.

“If you were focused on the task at hand, you wouldn’t notice,” I sighed, my eyes scanning the dimly lit room.

“And now you’re not focused,” Zatanna groaned, her frustration palpable.

“Well, neither are you,” Skylar retorted, her gaze fixed on the man in the cage.

“I’m focused,” Ranch chuckled from his perch, his voice low and throaty. We all three looked at him, watching as he stroked his cock with a shit-eating grin on his face.

“He’s supposed to be punished, not getting off,” I complained, wrinkling my nose.

“Do you ladies want to punish him?” Zatanna asked me, her eyes gleaming with mischief.

I practically flew off the bed, clapping my hands and jumping up and down. “Yes!”

Zatanna and Skylar laughed, the sound echoing off the walls. “You’re giving him a reward with your tits and ass bouncing like that,” Skylar said, her voice teasing.

“Oh.” I stopped jumping and looked over at Ranch. He was still stroking his cock, precum beading at the tip.

“How are we going to punish him?” Skylar asked.

“Pleasure and pain,” Zatanna responded, her voice husky with desire. She opened his cage, the hinges creaking in protest. “Time to play, Ranchy.” She lowered his perch. “Off you go, little birdie.” He jumped down. “In position.”

Ranch obediently turned around and leaned over the wooden bar. The smooth, polished surface was probably cool against his stomach. Zatanna’s voice was like a melody, commanding attention without being harsh. As she directed us to our positions, we quickly obeyed, just like Ranch did.

I looked at the spanking paddle whip hanging on the wall. The leather was smooth and worn, with Ranch’s name carved into it. The scent of leather mixed with our arousal filled my nostrils.

“Sunny, you will spank Ranchy’s ass cheeks while Skylar kneels in front of him and sucks his cock,” Zatanna instructed, clapping her hands. “And begin.”

The room was filled with the sounds of Skylar’s wet mouth on Ranch’s cock, and the leather paddle slapping against his skin. Every time I spanked him, Ranch let out a satisfying groan.

SWACK

SWACK

SWACK

Zatanna was sitting on her bed, fingering herself and moaning. Her scent mixed with ours, creating a heady aroma.

I could feel my arousal building as I counted out the spanks. Ranch’s ass was turning red under the force of my strikes. His name was becoming visible on his backside.

“I’m going to cum,” Ranch groaned.

“Skylar, pull away,” Zatanna moaned.

Skylar reluctantly released Ranch’s cock with a pop. Zatanna’s moans were becoming louder, increasing my need to cum. When she came with a loud cry. I thrust my fingers into my pussy, and Skylar followed suit.

Zatanna looked at us with mischief in her eyes. “Back on your perch, Ranchy,” she said, then turned to us. “Ladies, our slumber party has ended. Let’s do this again sometime.”

Skylar and I looked at each other stunned. “But we haven’t cum yet,” Skylar protested.

Zatanna tilted her head, eyeing us both. Something dangerous lingered in her eyes. “You want to cum?”

Ranch chuckled. “You are a silly girl.”

Zatanna left the room, her hips swaying seductively. Dread filled my gut as I wondered what she had in mind.

“I’m scared.” I said.

Skylar grabbed my hand, “Me too.”

“You should be,” Ranch chimed in from his perch.

“Shit.” I muttered.

Zatanna was known for her unpredictable nature and love of mischief. The fact that she was leaving the room with a suggestive sway to her hips only added to our fear. I couldn’t help but wonder what she had planned for us. Skylar’s grip on my hand tightened, and I could tell she was equally nervous. Whatever Zatanna had in mind, I knew it was going to be unforgettable.

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