by Lainey Reese
“Well, what have we here?” Ann’s soft voice floated into the tension filled air. There was a cat-like smile on her face as she took in the scene. She couldn’t be happier to see them so ticked at the little slut. When she had first spotted her, Ann had felt the bottom drop out of her stomach. There was no denying that she was a pretty little thing. But she was short, and to Ann she looked as fat as a pigeon. She was one of those women that Ann could never understand why men liked. Big boobs and a butt that stuck out to there.
Ann was angry that the men she had set out for had betrayed her for this short, round thing, then she had noticed their anger. They were pissed at her about something, and Ann made her way over as fast as she could in hopes of finding out why.
Cade quickly schooled his features and relaxed his grip on Riley. In public was not where they were going to deal with this. They needed to get her home and soon. This was too important to delay. Cade had images of horrific scenarios flashing thru his mind about what could have happened to her on her way thru the club. Without a doubt he knew Trevor was having them too.
“Annie,” Cade said, as formal and calm as he could get under the circumstances, “I’d like you to meet Riley. Riley say hello to Annie. She’s a long standing friend of Trevor and I.”
“Hello,” Riley said, not sure exactly what she was feeling. One part of her was scared, not just about what the guys were going to do, but about the things that Cade had said too. She missed completely the measuring look on Ann’s face because she was so preoccupied with her own thoughts. “Nice to meet you, Annie—”
“Please,” Ann cut in, “call me Ann. Only family calls me Annie.” She gave Riley a knowing smile that penetrated her distraction, “And very close friends, of course.”
“Oh, of course.” Riley forgot all about the pending doom headed her way and focused on the slender blonde in front of her. The woman was smirking at her as if she thought Riley was worse than pond scum. She didn’t know where the anger was coming from. Did this woman scorn her because of what she was doing with these two, or was it because she wanted to be doing it with them instead?
Before she could ponder it too long, Trevor got her attention. “I thought we could maybe do a little dancing and have a night cap while we waited for you. But Riley is tired. I think we’ll head up and wait for you in the penthouse.”
“Good idea,” Cade said and bent to whisper in Riley’s ear. “Prepare yourself, sweetheart, this is going to hurt.” Then he walked away with his hand cupped lightly on Ann’s elbow. Perversely, Riley was more upset about the way he was touching the other woman than his threat.
“C’mon, Riley,” Trevor’s voice clipped in her ear. “You might not enjoy where this evening is now headed, but I know we will.” Riley couldn’t help but notice that Trevor’s hand was clamped on her elbow in a much harder grip than Ann had received from Cade and felt a little spurt of jealously.
Chapter Twelve
As soon as they stepped off the elevator Trevor gripped a fistful of her hair and pulled until she was on her toes. Riley felt a sizzle from the base of her scull to the base of her spine. She had never thought herself the kind of girl to enjoy pain, but the way they wielded it was a fine mix of sensations that brought a gasp to her lips and a rush to her privates. “I can’t tell you what kind of danger that you put yourself in, young lady. You are going to learn to obey. When we tell you that you are not to go out in public alone, we mean it.” He released her with a suddenness that had her stumbling forward on her pencil thin heels. She would have fallen if not for Trevor’s reflexes as he reached out and steadied her. As soon as she was standing on her own, however, he let go again and spoke to her in a voice that was pure disciplinarian.
“Remove your clothes and get on your knees.” He stood back with his arms crossed over his chest and a scowl on his face as he watched her reach shaking hands to the shoulder of her gown and slip it down. He could not meet her eyes. He was so angry he thought if he looked her in the eye and did not see understanding about the danger she had placed herself in he would snap and start yelling. It was much better to focus on the flesh she was slowly baring to him. As soon as she had removed the dress, she was naked. The garment had a built in bra, and Trevor had not laid out panties for her tonight when he’d picked out her clothes. When she went to remove her shoes, Trevor’s grumbled, “leave them,” stopped her. She slowly lowered herself to her knees and looked up at Trevor.
“Little one, what’s you safe word?”
“Spinach.”
“That’s right. Remember that. If things get too much for you, that’s the only thing that will stop us.”
Riley’s expression turned to confusion and bewilderment. “But Cade said that if I said it, it would end everything and I don’t want to leave.” The tears that filled her eyes did more to calm Trevor’s anger and also tugged at his heart. “No, Ry. That word will only stop whatever action we’re doing. It won’t end us. Not after the first night. If a girl needs to use the safe word the first night, her desires aren’t a good fit for ours and it’s best if it ends there. But you didn’t use it the first night did you, little one?” He smiled like a villain and said, “In fact you’ve never come close to needing it because you were made for us and every time we come together just proves it more and more.”
Riley smiled at him as the confusion melted away from her expression, and her eyes sparkled at him with eagerness.
“We’re turning it up tonight, Riley. You have got to learn we won’t take chances with your safety. Now, wait right there until I tell you to move.”
Trevor felt his anger shift to desire as she waited for his next order. She waited with big liquid eyes and a quiver on her tasty lips. Her nipples tightened as he watched, making his mouth water. She was waiting to do his bidding. Trusting him in whatever he decided to do. He felt a completely new level of desire while she knelt there, quietly as he let the time stretch. He had enjoyed being a Dom for years. That balance of trust and exchange of power was exhilarating in a way that few people understood. But from Riley, a woman who had no experience in this realm of sexual expression, it was intoxicating. She had the ultimate power, the power to stop everything and deny him. It made each step he took a tight wire act. The need for control was warring with the need to lose that control. Trevor walked away from her, knowing that she would not move until he told her to. He went into the master room to prepare it.
When Cade stepped off the elevator twenty minutes later he knew where to find them, and he showed no outward reaction to the sight that greeted him when he stepped into his bedroom. Riley had her hands bound in leather-padded cuffs, and her arms were stretched above her head, a velvet rope attached from them to the swivel in the ceiling.
She was tied into a black satin corset. Trevor had cinched it tight, until her waist was impossibly small. It thrust her breasts out and curved lovingly over her hips. She was blindfolded and standing submissively in the same amazing strappy heels from earlier while Trevor ignored her and watched TV naked. There was a plethora of toys spread out on the bed next to him, and Trevor spoke to him without looking away from the set.
“We’ve been waiting for you.” Then he met Cade’s eyes and the two exchanged a look. Cade walked to the bed and removed his clothes on the way, purposely avoiding talking to Riley. He picked up a thin silver chain with two padded clamps on the ends and brought it to Riley. As he ran the cool metal along her neck and exposed breasts, he finally spoke to her. “You’ve been a bad girl, Riley.” He whispered it, his lips against her ear as he spoke, loving the way she jolted and shivered for him.
“Can you guess what this is, Riley?” he asked, brushing the padded tip of the clamp back and forth over one tightly puckered nipple. She shook her head no and whimpered, her hands clenching on the rope that held her captive. “It’s a clamp,” he said, closing it over the tender bud just as he said it.
Riley jerked and screamed. She had not been expecting that. It hurt the same way that
it did when they bit her. It was unending, and she started to pant in an effort to contain the pain. Then without warning, her other nipple was caught. “Ahhh. God. That hurts.” Riley bit her lip to try to stop the words, not wanting to beg, afraid that she would before the night was over anyway.
Cade hummed appreciatively at the picture she made with her nipples clamped and the silver chain connecting them swaying as she panted in reaction to the pressure. It would continue to build and throb, and then, when they were ready, the rush of blood filling them when the clamps were removed would be so intense she would probably come from it. Cade smiled at the thought, looking forward to that moment. Trevor stood and tugged gently on the chain, thrilling to her cry of shock. She was hurting, they knew, but she was not asking them to stop. Most importantly, she was not screaming spinach.
Trevor chose a small plug from the bed next. He covered it with lube and stepped behind her. Cade stepped in front of her and reached around to grip a rounded cheek in each hand then he spread her wide for Trevor.
“Oh, baby, you’ve got the sweetest ass,” Trevor said to her as he rubbed the plug in teasing circles around her small back hole. Then, in one steady push, he plunged it in as far as it would go. The scream Riley let out was deep and guttural, and it heated the men’s blood to the boiling point. Riley started to shake her head no repeatedly. Her whole body tensed as tight as a bowstring while they held her captive on the razor’s edge between pain and pleasure.
Cade picked the next toy. It was a tiny butterfly vibrator. He stepped up to her, smelling the clean sweat that was dewing on her body. Loving the way the corset restricted her breathing, making her gasps whisper soft and fast. He wrapped the strings of the butterfly around her hips, and Trevor tied them in back then Cade positioned the mini vibrator right on her clit. He fed the last string thru the middle of her legs. Trevor tied it to the others, making sure the string was snug up her crack so that when it moved it would bump the plug too. Then Cade turned it on.
Riley screamed again as the tiny bug vibrated with surprising force right against her swollen nub, sending her into an instant climax that made her knees buckle with the force of it. “Oh God. Stop. Please stop.” Riley broke. The climax was as intense and as painful as it was exhilarating. She couldn’t escape. The vibrator on her clit moved with her as she twisted in an effort to dislodge it, the twisting moved the plug in and out of her stretched ass. It also made the chain on her breasts sway and tug on her sore nipples. Riley had reached her limit and was ready to do anything to stop the feelings.
Trevor kissed her, his tongue filling her mouth at the same time he removed the clamps from her nipples. Riley jolted and screamed into his mouth, coming again and filling Trevor’s mouth with her cries of passion as the blood rushed violently back into the tips of her breasts.
The clamps were gone but the plug still stretched her backside and the vibrating on her clit kept her in a constant state of mini orgasms. Both men stepped back from her, and she heard something that sent her blood racing. It sounded like a lot of heavy material and metal, and she didn’t have a clue what else they could have in store for her. Then something heavy flopped against her back and jangled as it was attached to what she could only guess was the same swivel clamp in the ceiling that her rope was attached to. Next, something was strapped to her legs; it cupped along the outsides of her hips and cradled high against her back. Her hands were finally let down, but only to be strapped into the same thing that cradled the rest of her. Then Riley remembered Cade mentioning that the first time they took her back hole it was going to be in the hanging chair and a whole new wave of heat swept thru her.
She heard a sound that was similar to a ratchet and felt herself being lifted off her feet. There were tugs at each of her legs and more ratcheting and in far too short a time Riley was hanging from the ceiling with her legs bent and stretched wide until her knees were tucked tight in her armpits and her bottom was exposed and swaying.
“Oh God.”
Riley was turned on and frightened at the same time. They had been good to her, had not given her true, pure pain yet, but this was scaring her in a way she wasn’t finding pleasing.
The men, recognizing the change in her voice moved in at once. This wasn’t going to work if she was truly in pain or really afraid. Ultimately, it was her pleasure that mattered, hers that was the catalyst of this trio.
“Shh,” Cade whispered against her lips. “Shh, Riley. You’re safe. You’re still safe.”
Trevor’s hands tenderly soothed her sore breasts as he murmured, “It’s okay, little one. The clamps are gone, that was your punishment, the rest is all fun from here on out. It’s okay.”
Cade kissed her eyes over the blindfold tenderly as he repeated, “You’re still safe, Riley.” The tension eased out of her and she felt the desire swamp her senses again as fast as it had fled. Cade and Trevor sensed it too and stepped back from her. Cade motioned to Trevor and the two switched places and stepped up to her. Cade spoke quietly into her ear as he gripped the plug and rubbed it in bigger and bigger circles, stretching the tight ring of muscles. “I hope you’re ready for this. I have been dreaming about it all night.” Then he slipped the plug out and nudged his swollen cock in gently until just the bulbous head was buried in her. All the preparation of the last few days had led to this. Her muscles clamped like a vise on him and, taking his control by the teeth, he worked for slow blissful minutes adjusting her to his presence there with small circular nudges that fed his cock in deeper and deeper until he was completely engulfed in her. “Ah, yessss. Baby, God that’s tight.” Cade’s voice was a deep, gravely, growl in her ear. Trevor stepped up in front of her and plunged into her in one slow deep thrust. The way she was hanging kept her legs out of the way and had her hips at the perfect height for them to take her like this since they were roughly the same height, getting into her tight little body was just a matter of bending their knees and straightening up. Riley moaned while her entire body flexed and lunged in her restraints. Cade yelled, his shaft caught in her back hole and being squeezed repeatedly by her clenching muscles. The torment was too much, and Cade withdrew then pushed back in. The lube prevented her muscles from clenching tight enough to slow him down, so he slid right in to the hilt and shouted at the intense pleasure. She was tight and hot. He felt like he was standing in front of a fire. Trevor was also in her to the hilt and each man felt the other thru the thin barrier of skin separating them.
It was an intimacy they had shared before with other women. One that strengthened the bond between them each time, but this time, with Riley, they knew was different. Their eyes locked over her head as the incredible intimacy of the moment irrecoverably fused Riley into their lives and their hearts.
One man bent to each side of her neck, teeth gripping, and then they began to move. One in and the other out so Riley was never without one of them deep inside her.
Her body was consumed with fire. Her flesh stretched until tears filled her eyes and leaked out the corners. Riley had no thoughts, no words, just colors swirling behind her eyelids and the soul wrenching sounds of lust each man made as they took pleasure from her and gave it back tenfold. The tiny butterfly still attached to her clit was vibrating madly and it would multiply with each thrust Trevor made because he would purposely grind against it, knowing the added stimulation was needed to enhance the double penetration. Riley could hardly breathe within the corset and the lightheadedness was just another layer to the madness of feelings storming through her. She felt the next climax coming like a geyser building up and didn’t know how to contain it.
“Ohgod!” Then she was bucking and screaming as an endless loop of explosions went off inside her over and over again. Distantly she felt Cade and then Trevor clench and buck as they too succumbed to the pleasure and shoot one hot stream of come into her after another. Their hoarse cries echoed in her ears like a chorus while their bodies twitched and shook as if they’d been shot.
Chapter Thirtee
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One week later Riley’s mom called to check on her. Riley was on her back on the couch with her head on Trevor’s lap. Her soft red cashmere sweater was pulled up around her neck and her breasts were tight and rosy from the teasing that Trevor had been putting them thru while they watched a DVD. The button and zipper were open on her jeans and Trevor currently had one long finger making lazy circles on her clit.
They had just gotten back from a tour of the Statue of Liberty. Cade and Trevor had groaned when she had begged them to take her to see it, but in the end, they hadn’t been able to refuse her. Now Cade was at the club dealing with something that had to do with invoices, and she and Trevor had decided to watch a movie while they waited.
When her cell phone went off in her purse, she jumped startled out of the sexual haze Trevor had been weaving around her. At first, she wanted to ignore it, but Trevor told her to answer it with a smile. She reached for it knowing that smile meant he wasn’t going to stop, was in fact going to double his efforts and she was going to have to sound as normal as possible while he did.
She fished the phone out of her purse without looking, “Hello?” she said, not knowing if she hoped the call went quick or if she wanted it to last forever. Then the world dropped out from under her and she clamped one hand on Trevor’s wrist to try to pull him away. “Hi, Mom.” Trevor pinched her clit in retaliation and didn’t let up until Riley quit trying to make him stop. “Umm, nothing…just watching a movie.”
Trevor slipped his hand out of her jeans and she let out a sigh of relief. Her relief was short lived though because he started tugging her jeans over her hips and off. While she told her mom about the Statue of Liberty, Trevor opened her legs, draping one over the back of the couch and the other out on the floor, leaving her completely open for him. His fingers lightly brushed over her outer lips, tingling and teasing while her mom told her that her dad had put in a new ceiling fan in the living room. She murmured, “Oh really? How’s it work?” and then Trevor opened the dewy lips to rub and stroke the inner flesh.