Friends fantasy

I’m on my way home from work when I get a text. Be prepared. You’ve been a bad girl today. I shiver in anticipation. Before long, I find myself home, and there are two familiar cars in the driveway. I head inside to find you and Jack chilling on my couch. Dropping my bag on the counter, I head into the kitchen to make dinner. I decide on steak and caesar salad, something quick and simple. Bending to get ingredients from the fridge, I feel someone grab hold of my hips. I move to turn, but Jack grabs my hands in an arm lock. You chuckle as you approach me.
"What now?" I ask.
You simply grin, "Is that any way to talk to your masters?"
I shake my head, but grin impishly. Turning to Jack you announce, "I think our little whore is wearing too many clothes, don’t you?"
As Jack holds me so that I cannot escape, you begin to slowly undress me. My pencil skirt is the first to go, slowly sliding down to meet the floor. Then, you begin to slowly work your way up my blouse, taking your time to reveal every inch of skin beneath. Once it pops open, I am left in my black lace bra, matching thong, and heels. The shirt cannot be removed without letting go of my hands, and knowing this you and Jack share a devious look.
"Where does she keep the knives again?" You ask Jack.
He replies, "second to last row of drawers, top."
Smirking, you grab one of my knives and walk back over. Slowly, you begin to slide the knife over my blouse seams. It begins to separate.
"That was my favorite blouse!" I cry indignantly, as it begins to fall to the floor in pieces.
Jack chuckles, "well naughty whores don’t deserve nice things. Are you going to behave and accept your punishment now?"
You begin the task of cutting my bra and thong from my body, quickly and quietly, while Jack leans down and possess my mouth with his tongue. You accomplish this, leaving me in my heels, and I only notice when I feel a cool breeze against my pussy and breasts. I look to you with shock and anger. You laugh, and leave the room to collect the items needed for my punishment. Returning after a few moments, you hold out a pair of cuffs, a gag, and a blindfold. I gulp as Jack loosens his grip to take them from you. Attempting to break free, I find myself wrestled to the floor, pinned, while Jack cuffs my hands behind me. Moving off me, you begin to haul me up, so I am standing again. You then grab my hair and pull my head back. Using your free hand, you pull out a gag, which you pop into my mouth with little resistance. At this point Jack is simply trailing his free hand down my body, until he reaches my bared pussy.
"Holy fuck, I think the whores ready!" He exclaims. "She’s practically drenched."
My eyes widen in surprise, as you begin to slowly stroke my inner thighs. Jack moves his hands and begins to caress my chest, pulling on the skin and biting my neck. I try to beg and plead for you to just touch me already, but can't with the gag fixed firmly in place. What seems like an eternity of torturous agony, lasts five minutes. Your hand begins to creep upwards, finally, and you begin to stroke my pussy.
Chuckling, you converse with Jack, "I don’t think our little slut deserves any pleasure today. She did defy us after all...."
At this, my eyes close in resignation and I stifle a groan. The sweet torture continues, and your words serve to further frustrate me. But after defying you earlier in the day and going to work with my panties on, I know that I deserve it.
Seeing this, you decide to further torment me. "What's wrong luv? Can't seem to find pleasure?"
 I groan in agony, as you continue teasing me, never fully giving me what I crave. Jack reaches up and pulls the gag from my lips.
With a whimper I cry out, "please!!!"
You simply chuckle and give me a scolding look.
I immediately respond, "please master. please touch your whore. please?"
My begging however, does not seem to entice you.
“You can start by sucking your masters dick.” You demand.
With a nod and ‘yes sir,’ I set to work. Licking and caressing it with my tongue, I relax and allow your cock to reach deep into my throat. Wrapping my hair in your hand you begin to take control, using my mouth as you please. Jack remains silent and I begin to wonder if he’s still present when I feel another smack to my ass. I whimper, but don’t dare lose focus, as I do not wish to anger my masters further with my disobedience. Soon, I feel my legs shaking, as my juices cover my inner thighs. I want so badly to beg and express my wants, but your dick in my throat prevents me from doing so. So, I begin to wiggle my behind, expressing my want in a manner becoming of a whore.
You laugh at this, “Does our little slut want her tight little pussy pounded? I’m sure Jack can oblige.”
With that, Jack wastes no time pressing himself into me. I moan around your cock as he fills my body. Creating an alternating rhythm, the two of you begin to thrust into me with a vengeance, pulling back as one pushes in. My arms bound behind me, my hair wrapped in your fist, and my sight gone, it is all I can do to keep from exploding. I cry out in frustration as you pull away completely. My breasts bounce painfully as Jack continues his pace, mercilessly fucking me.
You observe for a moment before asking, “Do you like that baby girl? Do you like when we use you like this?”
I cry out, “Yes master, I do! I love it!” in frustration as the pleasure builds inside me. But I refrain from cumming as I know this will displease my masters, and I do not wish to endure another week of not being permitted to cum.
“I suppose we can let you cum, just not until we say so.” You announce.
I whimper, trying to hold back.
“Now what does a good little whore do for her master?” Jack bends to whisper in my ear.
I open my mouth and wait, as you approach me again. Slipping your hard dick inside my mouth again, I begin to bob my head relentlessly. Using my tongue at the tip every time I draw back, I allow the force of Jack’s thrusts to push me further onto your dick. Relentlessly, the two of you torture my body. You begin to caress my breasts, squeezing them as I whimper in ecstasy. Jack continues his onslaught from behind, smacking my ass to a bright red hue in time to his thrusts. As you find your release inside my mouth, you slap my breasts once and shout the command that opens a floodgate.
“Cum!” you command, as my body writhes and bucks in the bliss of finally reaching oblivion.
The rhythmic spasming of my body proves too much, and Jack follows soon after, his lust sated for the time being. As Jack lets go of my hips, I crumple to the floor like a ragdoll, too exhausted to think or move. One last spasm overtakes me, and I squirt onto the floor. You both laugh at this, before removing the cuffs and blindfold. My eyes blink rapidly as they re-adjust to the light. I look down and see the mess I’ve made on my kitchen floor. I giggle before relaxing into your touch, as you lift me to the bathroom where I am scrubbed clean. With exhaustion taking hold, we snuggle into my bed, sated for the evening.