The sight of his hand jacking his cock made my mouth water. He gripped my hair and repositioned my head at a better angle. When he was close enough, I grazed my lips across his balls, which smelled like soap. I licked up his shaft and sighed. He finally guided my mouth over his thick flesh.
“Seeing your mouth on my dick, baby, I’ll never get used to it. And your ass? It’s so damn tight. You’re gonna feel so good, blondie.”
I moaned as Chris added a third finger and Jared pulled my hair tighter. He shafted his dick into my mouth with ever-deepening strokes.
Movement from one of the men on my right kept grabbing my attention but Jared wouldn’t let me twist my head enough to see.
I bounced between their needs, my attention hauled away and then sucked back. It was intense and terrifying how fresh the sensations were each time one of them demanded more.
Body, mind and soul.
The tension surrounding us held me suspended but I knew they’d keep me safe.
The members watched and played. The guys on the left jacked off with laser intensity to what we were sharing. Two others behind Jared were moving closer. Giving. Taking. Demanding. The noises alone, even without my sight to guide me…
It was the single most erotic scene in my entire life.
The group of men got up and left one by one.
“They’re going to go find some entertainment since we’ve got a few things to take care of.”
“Namely your punishment,” Jared ground out. “You’ve earned six.”
Six, my mind screamed. I tried to speak but Jared never slowed his thrusts or eased the hold he had on my hair.
Jared continued, “I can’t wait to see your ass red. I’ve waited years to see how you respond to discipline.”
Chris abruptly stepped away, taking his delicious friction with him, and I was desperate to get it back. Punishment be damned, I released the rung I’d been clutching. But before I could grab for Chris, the sub from earlier approached me on the other side of the ladder. This man I didn’t know latched on to my wrists below the cuffs and held me firmly in place.
My first real glimmer of fear shot through my body and Jared cursed when my mouth got tight. He pressed his thumbs into the hinge of my jaw, shallowly dragging his hard-on across my tongue.
He stepped clear before my teeth snapped shut with a click.
“Get your mitts off me. Who the fuck do you think you are?
Kyle’s eyes met mine and held as I tried to yank free. No matter how hard I tried, the man held firm.
“Let go, asshole. Why are you helping them?” I wanted it to sound mean and angry but something in his eyes sneaked past my fear. He squatted on the other side of the ladder and got on his knees so I didn’t have to look up at him.
“Don’t you feel it?” His voice was low and intense. “That feeling deep in your gut even if you know pain is coming? That tingle to prove to them you can take it? Anything your Masters want to dish out?”
I did know the spark of dark need he spoke about. It expanded inside me until, if I opened my mouth again, I’d start begging for it. I couldn’t accept it just because they said it was okay. It was wrong and dirty.
Denial caused me to squeeze my lids shut and block out the understanding Kyle tried pouring into my damaged soul.
I kicked backward, aiming for both of them. I didn’t connect so I bent my knee to take another shot. My leg glanced off warm skin that hadn’t been there before.
My eyes flew open and I jerked my knee away.
Kyle still held my wrists but his Dom knelt between my legs and the ladder. He grabbed my ankles, keeping me from injuring myself or them, and I couldn’t decide if I wanted to fight or beg one of them to take me.
“Spread your legs, Cyn.” Jared still thought he had the right to tell me what to do. For once, Chris’ knack for staying silent worked in his favor.
“No.”
“Seven.” He stretched my legs wide, forcing my pussy open, making it accessible to them.
The men in front of me stared at the wet lips of my sex as cream traced down my legs.
“Submitting isn’t easy.” Kyle’s voice reached out to me and I latched on to it. Air rushing in and out of my lungs was the only other sound. “Most people aren’t strong enough to do it. But you are. You’re desperate for it. It’s like a cancer. Struggling against your true nature will eat a hole inside you.” At the same time his sincere words stirred butterflies in my stomach, they also calmed me.
“How do you know what it’s like?”
Jared moved behind me then something rigid cracked across the flesh of my rear.
I jerked away. Pain ignited under my flesh for the first shocking heartbeat. Then insidious pleasure welled up and burst across my backside. My muffled scream echoed all around us.
My eyes closed against the sensations I couldn’t process. I swallowed against the rise of fear and lust rushing through me.
But the pain brought focus with it and the fear slowly bled away. This was Chris and Jared. They wouldn’t hurt me or take something from me I wasn’t willing to give.
“One—for that stunt with the vibrator last night.” Jared reminded me why I was being punished.
Warm breath whispered at the tops of my thighs right before the Dom’s tongue dug through the lips of my sex. Tasting me. Flames of need invaded every cell of my body and I whimpered when he pulled away.
The next hit landed slightly lower than the first, where my thigh met my ass. The burn zipped to my curled toes and rebounded to where that insidious tongue lapped at the juice of my creaming slit. I cussed when he stopped again.
Jared’s voice sounded far away. “Two. Sulking on the first task we assigned you. Honestly, I expected better.”
Thwack…
“Three. Coming all over Jenna’s hand and your own when she told you it wasn’t allowed.”
Smack, smack.
The slaps came faster.
“Four. Five. Not trusting us. Not coming to us with whatever problem you’re still hiding.”
Chris raised one of my arms and stepped in front of me. Kyle grabbed my wrist again as Chris tunneled his fingers in my hair. He lifted my head and shoved his cock in until it tapped the entrance of my throat.
I sucked his thick blade into my mouth. His taste on my tongue sent an inferno of sensation straight to my ass. Jared connected again. I locked my knees, which were already weak. I couldn’t take much more.
“Six. Not telling us you wanted us. Wanted this.”
A wooden paddle fell to the floor. The strike of Jared’s hand heated my backside. He found the entrance to my pussy and filled it with a twist, finding some magic spot that made me vibrate from the inside out.
“Seven…making me wait even one more second to claim this sweet behind.” He licked the hot skin he’d punished.
Chris’ cock tested the strength of my jaw but I moved with his guiding strokes, sucking him in. I tasted his salty pre-cum while Jared’s punishment sank inside my soul.
I wanted to trust them completely, share with them, but could I protect myself if they walked away? Would there be anything left of me?
And how could I trust them when I could tell Chris still held back?
Jared gripped my rear and squeezed then removed his hand from my dripping sex.
My mewls of need slipped past Chris’ thick flesh. I hadn’t known how much I needed to hear his voice until he spoke above me. “Do you like Scott’s mouth on your pussy? I can hear him sucking the sweet juice from the lips of your cunt.”
My groan was a testament to how exquisite his talents were. Every caress from the men surrounding me threw me once step closer to blowing apart.
Wet digits from Jared’s hand spread more lube onto my ass. He worked one digit in until his knuckles tucked against my skin. Then another, then three.
I arched toward him and caught a glimpse of him smearing lubrication on his cock.
“You ready for me? I’m going to stretch
this little hole until you’re screaming my name.”
Chris hauled his cock out of my mouth, allowing me the chance to beg.
“Please… Please—I need you.”
Chris put the crown of his cock to my lips but he was content to let me lick the sensitive flesh underneath. When I nibbled the right spot, he pulled my hair tighter.
The sexy man at my feet spoke. “Chris? Jared?”
“We’ve got her,” Jared answered.
The warmth on my ankles and the tight grip on my wrists were gone.
Chris moved my head so I could see them. A desperate whimper came from Kyle as his Master yanked him forward. He licked up the man’s neck and to the spot beneath his ear.
My knees almost buckled as the crown of Jared’s condom-covered dick pressed against the entrance to my ass.
“When I push forward, relax, blondie. We’ll take this nice and slow.”
Chris pulled out. Jared pushed forward. My back bowed. I hadn’t worried about how big he was until he tried to push inside.
Pain laced my pleasure. The nerve endings along my back channel screamed when they stretched farther than they ever had before. I cried out, my pleasure so immense I couldn’t stifle it.
He dragged his thick blade along my highly sensitive rear as Chris wrapped his fist close to the base of his cock and pumped to the same rhythm.
Jared struggled to be gentle when he tried to push inside. I lapped a pearly-white bead of fluid out of the slit of Chris’ thick cock and he groaned in pleasure. Jared’s fingers dug into my hips and my knees threatened to buckle when he reached the ring of muscles inside, stopping his progress. I panted as my heart thundered against my ribs. I screamed in ecstasy. He popped free and sank inside, triggering a mini orgasm.
Jared filled my ass on every stroke until I was straining on my tippy toes to give all I had to him. My body squeezed down, trapping him inside.
“Jesus, Cyn. I’ll never get enough of you,” Jared admitted, thrusting harder. It was possessive and I couldn’t get enough. “Look at Scott and Kyle.”
Chris helped me and I sucked in a startled breath.
Scott had his lover bent over with his stomach resting on the arm of the couch. Kyle murmured with his eyes screwed shut, “I love you. Please take me. I need you. Need you. Please. Oh, fuuucccck…”
Scott slammed deep into his ass. “Damn, your ass is tight. I’ll never get tired of fucking you. Filling it over and over again. Jerk your cock as I take what’s mine. I want your cum all over your hand when I find your sweet spot. Give it to me. Dayum—”
It was so sexy I wanted to cry. “I’m not going to last, Sir.” It was a plea more than an admission and my mind swirled closer to an epic orgasm in an ever-tightening circle.
They didn’t let me come. Jared slowed, deliberately drawing free. I moaned and a tremor worked its way through my lower half. Both brothers helped me to stand. I should have been tired but all I cared about was filling the emptiness inside me.
Behind the ladder, Jared opened a door, revealing a bathroom. I heard him snap the condom off and wash.
Chris turned me and wrapped his arms around my waist. He picked me up and walked us backward, his cock nestled between us.
The couple on the couch stopped my heart. Kyle’s fist pumped his cock as a thick rope of semen erupted from the top. I felt the shout burst from Kyle’s mouth and he jerked as if he were electrified. The sounds of sex filled my ears. The squeak of the couch, the men grunting. It almost pushed me over the edge.
“Your ass is so…tight when you…come. You kill my…control…” Scott shoved his shaft in one more time and then cursed. He leaned over Kyle’s body and they trembled. Scott’s teeth locked on Kyle’s neck and the sub smiled… It mesmerized me because it was so blissful.
Tears sprang almost too fast to blink them away. He understood. Completely.
“You like that.” The words were hissed through clenched teeth and Chris’ steel-hard cock nudged my spine. He set me on my feet next to the table I’d cleared of books.
“Only because you guys are here,” I confessed as Chris rolled on a condom and added a liberal amount of lube before lying back.
Jared stalked closer, stealing a kiss. He lifted me onto the table. I straddled Chris’ body but faced Jared, who stood between his brother’s legs.
“Have to get…inside you,” Chris confessed. I gasped when he lifted me and pushed inside. Something close to a howl came from his mouth. He crammed his rod inside my rear for several penetrating strokes and then stopped. Jared helped guide me onto Chris’ torso and pushed my legs wide.
“Your pussy’s so empty, baby,” Jared said. “I’ve gotta taste you first.” He buried his tongue in my sex then flicked my clit, circling it several times. He stood and smeared his cock in my pussy juice with a growl. “Tell me you want it.” He spread my wetness along his dick and placed the head against my clenching sex. “Tell me how bad you want us to fuck you.”
“Yours.” Over and over, I repeated it. Chris twitched inside my rear when he moved underneath me. My head fell back on his shoulder and he spread my legs farther apart for Jared. “I want you to own me. I want to remember how it feels every time I sit or walk or stand. I want to feel you both everywhere.”
Jared pinched my nipples as he surged forward into my body. I shrieked when he hit bottom then dragged himself out past my nerve-laden tissues. I clutched at his wrists as he worked the rest of my body into a frenzy of unfulfilled lust. When he pulled free, Chris shallowly pumped his hips up and his cock forced my muscles open again before they could close around him.
Fast or slow, they deliberately varied the pace and kept me right on the verge of coming. An eternity of sweet anticipation stretched out before me. I’d be right there, begging them to let me come, and they’d switch. Jared moved his hands from my breasts to my inner thighs, almost getting to my clit but never close enough. Chris squeezed my breasts then teased me lower until I could feel his warmth on the top of my pussy but never right where I needed him to be.
I didn’t lie there. I rode their cocks.
Jared plunged inside then Chris forced his way through my tight rear, and I strained to meet them both. I held on to Chris, who supported me.
“Oh God, oh God,” I chanted, peering up at Jared. His hair shielded his eyes but the possessive hold on my waist kept us connected on every stroke. Chris fondled one of my breasts and plucked at my engorged clit, he and his brother filling me simultaneously.
“Fuck, I’m coming!” I shouted. Every muscle imploded in Chris’ arms. I screamed as wave after wave of pure rapture flooded my body and my pussy rhythmically milked both cocks.
My pelvis bucked between them. My back arched until only my shoulders dug into Chris’ chest.
Jared sucked one of my nipples into his mouth, pumped a few more times and groaned as he emptied himself in my spasming pussy. His lips found mine in a frenzy.
Years, I had waited for this.
My mind lay open and completely still, steeped in a pleasure I had never experienced before. Sex with someone you loved made all the difference.
Chris continued to fill my quivering hole and stiffened as he released into the condom he wore. I seized his hair when he continued to strum my clit.
“One more, Cyn. I want another one.” Chris’ characteristic calm disappeared. “I fucking need to feel you squeeze my dick again. Now!” he shouted. He squeezed to expose my clit, forcing it to peek out. He raised his other hand over my mound and spanked it.
“Help me, please, I’m…”
He slapped the top of my pussy again, sparking another orgasm.
My first release shouldn’t have been called an orgasm. Not compared to the second one.
I cried out to them both as their dicks twitched inside my openings. They moaned as I clamped onto them again. My words made no sense. Words, feelings, praise for these two men, spilled from my sexually awakened mind.
My body stood in a riptide so rough I
would never be the same and then it was yanked underneath to the weightlessness of the calm below the surface.
A warm charge of excitement rushed under my skin. Something profound dawned as if I’d been blind and had seen the sun for the first time.
There was no protecting my heart from these men. They already owned it and I’d been lying to myself for years. They were the only people who could make me feel this good.
This worthy.
Making love was supposed to be like this. Sex with love surrounding it. Permeating every instant of our bodies being together.
All three of us continued to heave and twitch. Chris removed my hand from his hair and laced his fingers with mine. He brought them down next to Jared’s fists, which were positioned on the table’s edge. Damn, if I didn’t love being a sacrifice laid out on their table.
Jared leaned against it, still trying to catch his breath, and announced, “Damn, blondie. You are so fucking hot.”
I smiled and trembled as he slid from my body. Shivers of pleasure worked up my spine. My mouth opened on a soundless gasp as Chris pulled free as well.
They helped me off the table until I stood on shaky legs. On the other side, Kyle was draped across Scott’s chest while Scott stroked his hair. Both men looked rode hard and put up wet. Those men changed me tonight and I wanted to say thank you but honestly didn’t know if I could.
I was on the verge of tears. Emotion and my legs threatened to give out if another aftershock racked my needy insides.
Did every sub feel like this? Or did I feel stronger about it because it was my first time with men I loved? Would these feelings of awe fade away?
I wouldn’t let it. I’d fight for this. For us, if there was an us…
Chris wrapped his arms around me so I gently ran my hands along his torso and up his back. The scars were still there, stripes of painful memories raised like Braille, but I didn’t know how to read them.
I wanted to ask about them but he let me go when Jared came back wearing a black terrycloth robe and holding two more. Jared helped me into mine as Chris stalked into the bathroom to dispose of the condom.
Jared tied my robe and when Chris got close enough, I couldn’t hold it in any longer.
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