Reunited (BDSM, Ménage Romance)

by Jennifer Bene

  “Good girl,” Eric growled, tightening his grip on her thigh as he drove a little faster towards home.

  It took another ten minutes before they were pulling up in their driveway, but there was already a big, dark blue truck parked there. Megan’s heart sped up further as she leaned forward. “You called -”

  As Eric stopped the car, the truck door opened and Colby stepped out. She heard Eric get out on the other side, but she couldn’t pull her eyes from their friend in the driveway. Colby walked forward and tugged her door open, leaning on the frame so his baby blues caught the interior light. “I’ve been waiting, Megster.”

  “Sorry, we had a lot of people to say goodbye to, and we had to make sure the munchkin was settled.” Eric spoke up behind him and Colby glanced at him before returning his eyes to her with a grin.

  “Alright, well, I think it’s time for you to get out of the car and get your gorgeous ass inside, don’t you think?”

  “I -” Megan’s mouth felt dry, unable to respond, and then Colby pulled the door open all the way and reached across to unbuckle her seatbelt, his hard chest pressing her against the seat.

  He paused before leaning out of the car, his lips dangerously close to hers. “I think the answer you’re looking for, Meg, is yes, sir.”

  “Yes, sir,” she whispered and he grinned and pulled her out of the car, closing the door behind her. Standing in the beautiful suburban neighborhood, in front of the huge two-story house that Eric had bought before the reunion even happened, Megan felt dazed. Sometimes her life still felt unreal.

  How on earth had she ever become this lucky?

  Eric started to walk towards the front door, and Colby nudged her along ahead of him. In another moment they were all inside and she found herself standing between the two men, both of their eyes moving over her curves.

  “What’s the plan tonight?” Colby asked Eric without ever removing his eyes from her.

  “Let’s not spoil the fun.” He grinned, his dark eyes flashing with unspoken thoughts. “Strip her. I’ll be back.”

  Megan’s mouth opened as she watched Eric walk away into the house, but she shut it as Colby moved in front of her. Just the sight of him had her mind on overdrive at what the night would hold.

  “Hands behind your head, Meg.” His voice was a rumble and she was still impressed at how quickly Colby had caught on to the way she and Eric played. When she didn’t move fast enough he grabbed her hands and pulled them over her head, pressing her back against the front door. She bit her lip and he growled against her skin as he kissed her throat, his free hand unbuttoning her jeans. “Misbehaving already? I’ll make sure to tell Eric.” He chuckled when she let out a little whine. “Too late, Meg. Now… don’t move your hands.”

  “Yes, sir,” she breathed, keeping them in place as he slid her jeans down before crouching to take off her shoes and socks and then tug her jeans the rest of the way off. As he stood he slid his hands up the outsides of her thighs, her hips, and then he caught her shirt and lifted it over her head, tossing it to the side.

  Colby’s bright blue eyes met hers, not an ounce of his normal joking tone in his voice. “You’re so beautiful, Meg.” He let his hands run over her and she felt chills as she struggled to stay still when she wanted to feel the warmth of his skin against hers. “It’s been way too long. The daytime hanging out has been great, but I’ve missed this.”

  “We had a baby, Colby, you knew there was going to be a break in our play.” She laughed and he smacked her ass, but he was grinning when he looked back up at her.

  “I know, and I was very glad I got the invitation from Eric to play when you guys found out, but it doesn’t mean I haven’t been waiting impatiently for the next invite.” He winked at her and then turned her around, bending her forward. Another spank landed more firmly across her backside. “And I think you forgot to call me sir again, or did Eric change those rules since our last session?”

  “No, sir.” Megan gasped out a moan as Colby’s hand slid around her hip and between her thighs, brushing her damp panties with the lightest of touches.

  He chuckled as he slid the flimsy cloth down her thighs. “I love hearing you say that.” Colby took her bra off last, bringing her arms down as he dropped it to the floor. “Turn around, hands behind your head. We need to wait to see what Eric has planned, and I want to look at you.”

  She turned and took position, watching as Colby leaned against the wall beside her, crossing his arms. He was true to his word, his eyes devoured her and the clear bulge in the front of his pants told her more than anything just how much he had enjoyed stripping her. Meg felt a tremble rush through her as she listened to the white noise of the house, straining her ears to hear what Eric was doing. Trying to predict what he had planned for the three of them was impossible, not even Colby could predict what her Dom would have them do – he could be incredibly creative. After a moment she heard his footsteps coming down the stairs and a blush began to creep up her chest and into her cheeks.

  He had been upstairs.

  That only meant one thing.

  “Ready to play, Megan?” Eric’s voice came out of the dark and then he moved into the light from the kitchen. He was shirtless, his strong body still making her weak in the knees no matter how many times she looked at him – and in his hands was a set of four leather cuffs.

  Fuck.

  “I think he asked you a question, Megster.” Colby stepped forward, moving behind her to land a hard, stinging spank that had her hips jolting forward as she hissed between her teeth.

  “Yes, sir, I’m ready to play.”

  Colby took her hips in his hands, pressing against her back as Eric stalked towards her. “Megan wasn’t very well-behaved earlier, Eric. I told her to put her hands behind her head and she took her sweet time about it.”

  “Did she?” Eric’s voice was a growl, and she shivered. It had been way too long since she’d felt this way, this rush of excitement and nerves, which was only amplified as Colby dug his fingers into her skin.

  “Going to behave for us the rest of the night, Meg?”

  “We both know she won’t. She’s never able to hold her tongue for long.” Eric grinned and stopped in front of her, the soft clink of the fixtures on the cuffs filling the silence for a moment as Megan tried her best to bite back a retort so she didn’t prove his point. He continued, tilting his head as his dark eyes ran over her body. “Either way, she’s already earned a punishment for disobeying. Want to see the new toys we have upstairs, Colby?”

  “Sir?” Meg whispered, but Eric’s grin just stretched until his dimples appeared in his cheeks.

  “New toys? That does sound like fun.” Colby ground his hips against her ass, the hard press of his cock clearly felt through his jeans.

  “Give me your hands, Megan.” Eric waited for her to bring her hands down and hold them out, and then he placed the cuffs in them, taking one to begin wrapping it around her wrist. “Colby, take care of her ankles.”

  A shiver rushed over her as Colby obeyed Eric and reached around her to take two of the cuffs, and then he crouched down beside her to attach them. Soon, Eric was looping the last one around her other wrist, his dark eyes meeting hers. She licked her lips, taking an unsteady breath. “Are we playing a game tonight, sir?”

  “Just our usual game when Colby comes over. What I get, he gets, and if you break a rule you get punished. After the one you’ve already earned, of course.” Eric stepped close to her as Colby moved around them, the warmth of her Dom’s chest barely an inch from her skin. He lifted a hand and ran it over her neck and then into her hair, gripping tight. “Think you can be a good girl?”

  “I think you prefer it when I’m not. Sir.” Meg grinned and Eric smiled back at her just before Colby delivered a sharp spank across her ass, forcing her forward against Eric’s chest. “Fuck!” She hissed as the sting spread, but they just laughed.

  “There’s that smart mouth,” Colby said quietly, and Eric’s hand ti
ghtened in her hair to push her towards the stairs.

  “I think we need to remind her what happens when she uses that smart mouth with us. That’s two punishments, Megan.” Eric’s voice was a low rumble that had her pussy clenching with the promise of what awaited her upstairs as she started to climb.

  “I happen to like when she uses that smart mouth on me.” Colby’s grin was evident in his voice and she felt the blush burn her cheeks as they crested the top of the stairs and Eric turned her towards the playroom.

  The door was already open and Eric flipped the recessed lighting on as they walked in, the room illuminated to reveal all of the things they had collected over the last few years. There were shelves on the wall closest to them filled with items, and other implements hanging below them. A spanking bench was tucked into one corner, opposite the Queen sized bed, which would have dominated the room if it weren’t for the beautiful St. Andrew’s Cross installed by an old friend of his. The warm, dark wood seemed to glow in the light directly ahead of her and she had known from the moment the cuffs were placed on her exactly where she’d end up.

  Strapped to the wood at the mercy of her Dom and Colby.

  Eric guided her forward until her belly met the wood and then he set about connecting her cuffs to the carabiners in the brackets, already adjusted to fit her perfectly. Completely stretched out, completely exposed to whatever he had in mind.

  “Now that is a beautiful sight,” Eric mumbled behind her, and Colby laughed low.

  “Hot is the word I think you were looking for.”

  “That too.” Eric walked across the room, she could hear his shoes on the hardwood, and it made her clench her fists wondering what implement he was choosing from the wall. One of the crops, or the canes in their pool cue rack? Maybe he wanted to start her off gently with a deerskin flogger? His voice pulled her out of her thoughts before she could delve further into their ever-growing toy collection. “Naughty girls deserve an appropriate punishment, don’t you think, Colby?”

  He laughed, excitement threading through his voice as he responded to Eric, “Oh yes, and Meg has already been very naughty.”

  “Mind if I start to warm her up?” Eric asked.

  “Not at all, I’ll just get comfortable so I can watch.”

  She heard his footsteps growing closer and her skin woke up in preparation, tingling with the anticipation of what would happen next. Eric’s lips brushed her shoulder, a soft kiss, and then a spank lit up her skin. Megan hissed between her teeth as the contrast thundered through her, and then another landed on the other side. She squirmed, knowing there was so much more to come, but it was impossible to ignore the sharp sting as he landed yet another swat.

  “Tell me what you did earlier, Megan.” Eric’s voice was stern and it made her even wetter as she clenched her fists against the next spank.

  “I didn’t put my hands behind my head when Colby told me to, sir.” She spoke fast on the down slope of the ache his hand left behind, but another strike followed soon behind.

  “And?” Her Dom asked, and she panted, already so turned on from the situation and the pain that her mind was fuzzy.

  “I responded disrespectfully, sir,” she answered and he gripped one cheek in his hand, leaning so close that she could feel the heat from his skin.

  “Good girl,” he responded before laying a series of rapid spanks across her ass that had her pressing to her tiptoes as she tried to absorb it and escape the fiery strikes at the same time. “So, you agree that you deserve a punishment?”

  It wasn’t just the growing wetness between her thighs, or the pair of hot men behind her that had her responding, “Yes, sir.” She knew she wanted, needed this, and she was lucky to be receiving it. Lucky to have them both.

  The whack of a paddle shocked her. It wasn’t the implement she had expected, and the impact of the hard wood against her ass was much harder than she had prepared for. As the dull ache spread across her skin she whimpered, regretting that she’d acknowledged her guilt for a moment. The heat of the next heavy strike absorbed slowly through her skin, she shouted as the pain lingered, but Eric waited until her breathing had slowed again before the next smack of the paddle landed across both cheeks.

  She whined, but Eric’s voice overwhelmed her, “Colby, come here.” The dominance in his voice sent a shudder through her, the ache in her ass already prevalent, but it all only combined to make her all the more wet.

  “Do I get to play?” Colby asked cheerily, and Megan shivered at the promise behind that question.

  “Just land it evenly, and figure out what she can handle.” Eric coached him and she was turned on even more by the way he always made sure his friend was educated so she could be safe, but he was still completely included in their play. No matter how many times he showed up.

  “Gladly.” Colby’s voice was a low growl, and a moment later the swat of the paddle landed substantially lighter than Eric’s. Megan barely had an instant to appreciate the lighter touch before he spanked her even harder with the thick wood. Her back arched as she tugged at the cuffs, and he chuckled. “You’ve not behaved so far tonight, Megster, but I’m sure you’ve noticed that my presence doesn’t give you a free pass.”

  “Obviously,” Meg muttered, and then a harder strike of the paddle had her whimpering and digging her nails into her palms.

  “Megan?” Eric asked from somewhere behind her and she groaned, letting the burning ache settle into her skin as she danced on her toes.

  “Forget something?” Colby added.

  “Sir, sirs.” She screamed when he brought the paddle down again, distributing the sharp strike across both cheeks. “I’m sorry! I meant sirs!” Megan pleaded, but Colby brought the paddle down again anyway. “Fuck!” She shouted, and he laughed.

  “I don’t think Eric likes you cursing, does he?” Another hard swat of the paddle and the heat was burrowing deep into her skin, focusing between her thighs until her clit felt like it had its own pulse. As much as she fought the pain, it did something to her, changed inside her until it became a clamoring need for more.

  She whined, shaking her head as she tugged at the soft cuffs, “No, no sir, sirs, I know.”

  “Then you know cursing has consequences, just like disobeying.” Colby spoke like he’d been studying since his last time in their playroom, and then he brought the paddle across her upper thighs, forcing her up onto her toes as she tried to avoid it.

  “Yes! I’m sorry, sirs! Please!” She whined, and then she felt a hand running over the hot skin of her ass before slipping between her legs to brush her exposed pussy. She was wet, she knew it, but the slick movement of his fingers through her lips made it obvious.

  “She’s soaked, Eric,” Colby breathed out the words as if he were still surprised by her response to the way they handled her. His fingers found her clit and began to rub in slow circles, a small shout escaping her when he stopped as she tried desperately to tilt her hips back to he could continue to pleasure her.

  “I want to light her up a little more before we take her down, her skin is just now the right pink for me.” Eric growled, and then she heard him walking to the other side of the room again. Her heart rate picked up and she wanted to protest, but she bit her tongue. “Here, try this. You know how to use it.”

  Megan wished she knew what he had given Colby, but the swish through the air behind her had her swallowing the question.

  “You’re sure?” Colby asked, and her nerves increased.

  “I told her I wanted to hear her scream.”

  Colby’s laugh made her tighten her fists just before a line of fire landed across her ass, sharp and vicious. A real cane. Her voice broke as she let out a cry, bouncing on her toes as much as the cuffs would allow.

  “Is she -”

  “She’s fine, do it again.” Eric cut Colby off, and then another line landed just below the first, and at first there was nothing and then she screamed as the pain came to the surface. It was the kind of ache that took a
moment to fully realize, and all she wanted to do was drop to her knees to avoid the next, but the cuffs on the cross held her firm.

  “Please, please -” Another line landed, much lower, and she gasped before she screamed. Tears were in her eyes in a moment as the fire spread wider, making her wish her legs could buckle, and then the sound of them speaking in whispers behind her called her back to reality.

  “You’re such a good girl, Megan. Two more.” Eric’s voice was a low rumble behind her, and she instinctively knew he’d taken the cane from Colby.

  “It HURTS!” She screamed, but he chuckled.

  “Three.”

  “Sir! It hurts!” Megan tried to correct herself, but he just ran his hand over her ass, pinching one of the welts that she could already feel. She whimpered, and he only pinched harder until she let out a short cry.

  “Want to make it four more?” He asked.

  She shook her head hard from side to side, feeling her curls meet her damp cheeks. “No, no sir, sirs, please -”

  “Good girl.” Eric cut her off and then a hard strike from the cane had her crying out, the pain following on its heels like a stalking predator after prey. She dug her fingernails into her palms, trying to calm down as the next lash landed like fire in her skin, burrowing deep until the pain melted into a heat that she couldn’t deny in her lower belly.

  “Sir, please!” She sobbed, her voice breaking as she tugged hard on the cuffs, her cheeks wet with tears.

  “One more, beautiful.” He answered, and then he landed the last lash right at the point where her thighs met her ass, a crippling ache followed and she howled, pressing her hips hard into the wood in front of her as she tried her best to accept it and ride it – but her body was ahead of her, her clit pounding in response, urging her to seek attention of a different kind. The promise that was always waiting on the other side of the pain.