A Life Discovered
Copyright© 2025/6 by Kevin Jay
Chapter 4: Three Is a Magic Number
Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 4: Three Is a Magic Number - Rhys gets a bursary from a secretive organisation, which takes him to a foreign university and onto a course that will teach him magic. He doesn't know why, but on the way, he meets two special women, one with a mysterious background and the other a collared slave. Together, they start a new life and discover their destinies, and why so many people are interested in Rhys. Contains themes of polyamory, slavery, bondage, magic and, above all, how one plus one plus one can be more than three.
Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Consensual Slavery Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Fairy Tale BDSM DomSub MaleDom Light Bond Spanking Harem Polygamy/Polyamory Facial Oral Sex
Rhys woke to an incredible sensation, sprawled on his back with the sheets pulled down to his knees. Someone was teasing his cock, soft whispers and giggles filling the air. Opening his eyes, he saw Kat and Jade kneeling over his crotch. Kat’s lips were wrapped around his cockhead, her hand slowly pumping the shaft while she wore nothing but simple panties and a bra. Jade hovered beside her, murmuring encouragement.
Kat was too focused to notice him stirring, but Jade caught his gaze and silently mouthed, “Cum.”
He was already teetering on the edge. “Kat! Fuck, I’m cumming!” he half-shouted in warning. Then he erupted.
Kat gagged hard as thick ropes of jizz blasted the back of her throat. She gulped frantically but couldn’t keep up with the flood pumping from his cock. She yanked her mouth off him, and the final spurts splattered across her face in sticky white streaks. Shock widened her eyes. Jade leaned in quickly, scooping the cum from Kat’s cheeks and chin with her fingers, sucking it down with a moan of delight.
“Can I kiss you?” Jade purred. Still dazed, Kat nodded. Jade turned her face gently, pressing their lips together. Rhys watched Jade’s tongue dive into Kat’s mouth, slurping up every remaining drop of his load. Satisfied she’d claimed it all, Jade shifted to a deep, hungry kiss - Kat passive, letting her lead.
Rhys savoured the show for a moment, then sat up, kicking off his sleep shorts. He pulled the two women into a tight hug. “Thanks, Kat - that was the perfect wake-up,” he murmured. She blinked slowly, fingers tracing her face where his cum had been, the residue on her skin still sticky.
“She wanted to try it,” Jade whispered to him. “She’s never been with anyone like this before. We talked yesterday; she doesn’t want to just tag along in our family dynamic; she wants to be a full participant. She hopes you’ll be cool with it. “Honestly? I think she’s falling for you. It’s the first time she’s felt like this about anyone. She’s figuring it out.”
Rhys opened his mouth to speak, but Jade pressed a finger to his lips. “Shh, don’t. Just accept it. Love her back if it feels right - I don’t mind one bit. It won’t change us. Heck, I’m warming to her too. Imagine a full three-way love? No, don’t speak. Just follow your instinct. Do it for me?”
He nodded.
Kat was back in the moment. Rhys smiled. “Shower?” She nodded eagerly. He slid off the bed, offering his hand. She took it, standing as he glanced at Jade, who shook her head - eyes flicking between them: you two alone.
In the bathroom, the shower stall was huge, now magically enlarged to fit three people. He shut the door and drew Kat into a warm embrace. She melted against him, and they held each other. Minutes later, he whispered into her ear, “Arms up.” She released him from the hug and raised her arms above her head. He peeled off her pull-on bra, tossing it aside.
Kneeling, he finally saw her tits close up - perky handfuls, a touch smaller than Jade’s but flawless on her smaller frame. He cupped them; she shivered, nodding faintly as he met her eyes.
His tongue flicked her right nipple; she gasped sharply. His cock twitched hard, already stiff again. The bud stiffened under his mouth. Hooking her panties, he dragged them down, revealing her tidy pussy - pubes neatly trimmed. But it was not the time to dive in yet. He stood, stepped into the shower, dialling it a little hotter than he liked - just right for her.
She followed his lead as he took her hand. She grabbed the soap; he shook his head, pointing to himself. Silent.
Lathering her hair, he massaged her scalp sensually. She closed her eyes, purring at the sensations. He rinsed her hair in the same way, then soaped a sponge and worked methodically: face, shoulders, arms, hands - lingering on each finger. He washed her back next, kneading her firm ass cheeks, parting them to clean her tight rosebud. She tensed, then relaxed. Legs, calves, even tickling her soles until she giggled and squirmed. He switched to her front now - washing her thighs before moving up to her core.
Pausing, sponge refreshed, he caught her smile - pure affection, blossoming love.
Her breasts got special treatment again: hands circling, pinching nipples clean. Belly, then pussy. She parted her legs; her arousal cut through the soap’s floral scent. He pressed the sponge on her mound, then her pussy lips - her breath hitched. He rubbed faster; her breathing became ragged. Then he stopped.
She moaned, her eyes blazing pure lust. Ignoring her whines, he rinsed: face first, kissing her nose, eyes, lips. His attention was intense, her body melting. He paid attention to her breasts again, latching onto one nipple, sucking, and flicking his tongue while pinching the other. Her gasps turned frantic - she teetered on the edge of orgasm.
He moved on, kneeling, rinsing her belly, then her bush. He kissed her mons, nose buried in her soft curls. Water pooled in his palm: “I’ve gotta make sure you’re completely clean here...” he whispered. His thumb ground her outer lips, nudging her clit. “Inside too...” His finger slid into her slit. “Especially here.” His thumb circled her swollen clit.
Kat exploded - screaming, quaking, then collapsing limp. His free arm caught her around her waist as she toppled forward into him. His other arm, still under her pussy, held her weight.
Jade heard Kat’s scream echo into the bedroom and poked her head through the doorway. Spotting Rhys holding up the limp, quivering girl, she dashed in to help. Together, they scooped Kat’s soaked body out of the spray, carried her back to the bedroom and eased her onto the bed. They tugged the blankets over her naked form, sure that the house’s subtle magic would dry the damp bedding in moments.
Rhys dragged two chairs to the bedside, sinking into one to watch Kat’s chest rise and fall in deep sleep. Jade went out and returned with a tray: three steaming mugs of tea and a glass of cool water. She settled beside him, their thighs brushing. As they sipped the tea, Rhys quietly told Jade what happened - Kat’s explosive first orgasm from someone else, her total surrender.
Jade grinned wickedly, whispering, “Good job, master,” and ruffled his hair playfully. “Did you get your shower yet?”
“Nah,” Rhys admitted, eyes soft on Kat. “She blacked out before we got to that.”
“Should we?” Jade purred. Rhys extended his hand as he had done with Kat; Jade took it, leading him back to the steamy bathroom. His gaze locked on some new additions: thick chains dangling from the ceiling in the centre of the shower stall, padded leather cuffs at the ends, and matching ankle restraints with much shorter chains, the ends bolted to the floor. They hadn’t been there earlier—pure house magic, reading Jade’s filthy mind. She beamed at him, eyes hungry.
“Time for your pleasure slave to serve, master,” she said, voice husky, starting the shower and pulling him under the water. Rhys didn’t dare argue, even if he’d wanted to.
Jade did for Rhys what he’d earlier done for Kat: soaping his scalp, massaging deep, then shoulders, arms and back. She lingered on his ass, parting cheeks to tongue his asshole clean - Rhys twitched, cock thickening. She washed his legs and feet, sucking his toes one by one. She spun him round so she could wash his front, nuzzling his chest, then taking his balls into her hot mouth, one by one, before briefly deepthroating his hardening cock.
She rinsed the same path - kisses peppering his face, massages easing tension. Done, she knelt submissively in front of him, water cascading over her curves. “Up,” Rhys ordered. She rose fluidly to her feet. He buckled her wrists to the overhead cuffs, her ankles to the manacles bolted to the floor, spreading her legs wide, her arm restraints slack enough that she could just reach her shoulders with her hands.
It was his turn now: thoroughly soaping her, twisting her nipples until they were rock-hard, scrubbing her pussy lips deeply. He rinsed using his fingers, probing, circling her clit, dipping into her dripping cunt, but denying her release. Jade writhed, panting, moaning, thighs straining to close her legs against her bonds, the arousal she’d felt while washing him now torturing her.
He placed the showerhead between her feet, using a towel to hold it with the water directed on her swollen pussy. He adjusted the pressure until the spray just brushed her pussy lips as she stood tall, teasing her. They locked eyes, raw need in hers. “I’m going to check on Kat. No cumming until I say.” He quickly towelled himself dry, leaving Jade writhing and moaning.
Alone, Jade bent her knees, thighs flexing, thrusting her cunt under the relentless fountain of water. Edging close, she straightened, moving out of the worst of the pressure, obeying his instruction. She calmed herself, then dipped again, hips bucking desperately.
In the bedroom, Kat stirred. Rhys propped her up in bed with pillows and held the glass of water to her lips. She sipped the water, blinked, then lunged at him. He barely had time to set the glass aside before her naked body crashed into him, arms choking his neck, legs clamping his waist, pussy grinding into him. “Thank you, master - Rhys - fuck, whatever!” she sobbed into his shoulder. “That’s the first time anyone else has made me cum. It was overwhelming ... amazing ... fucking devastating...” Face buried in his chest, she shuddered.
He cradled her for a long time, tilting her chin for a soft kiss. Eventually, he pulled back, feeling Jade’s growing desperation pulsing in his head. “You’re welcome,” he whispered in Kat’s ear, “but Jade needs help now.”
He handed the cooled tea to Kat, taking a gulp from his own mug, then headed to the bathroom. He found Jade slumped, eyes clenched in agony. He killed the water and stowed the head back in its holder. “Master?” she pleaded desperately, throat dry, barely getting the word out.
She hung, bent at the waist, arms taut, held up by the cuffs on her wrists, ass out, feet held wide apart. This was too much of a target to pass up, so he slapped her wet ass hard with a loud crack. “Good girl,” he whispered into her ear.
He took his rampant cock in hand and put it to her dripping pussy from behind, wiping it up and down her slit, teasing her further. He lined himself up, then slammed home. He pumped deep - slap-slap-slap - her walls clenching around him. Jade wailed. “Please, master!” she begged. He said nothing until he felt his balls tightening, then quietly said the word she was desperate to hear. “Cum.”
Jade shattered - wailing, convulsing, pussy milking him as she squirted. Rhys unloaded ropes of hot cum into her spasming cunt, triggering a second reaction from her. He held her hips, steadying her until her legs had recovered enough to bear her weight, then he wiped her dripping slit clean, unclipped her ankles, then, holding her up, unlocked her wrists and, finally, hoisted her over his shoulder in a firefighter’s carry.
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