Trained for Their Use

by Ivy Barrett

  She hated it when they ganged up on her. “I’m punished, likely spanked.” She reached under the oversized shirt and untied the drawstring on the skirt, but she couldn’t make herself stand and remove the garment. “I really want to go inside.”

  Loax grasped her upper arms and pulled her up out of the chair. His movements were unhurried, measured. He pushed everything to one side of the table, then bent her over the edge. She could yell and twist, kick and scream, but the result would be the same. Any outburst would only risk drawing attention to what was about to happen. It was inevitable.

  He pulled her skirt down around her knees, then flipped up the hem of her shirt high enough to bare her behind. “Why am I about to spank you?”

  His hand pressed against the small of her back, holding her in place. She squeezed her eyes shut and prayed that no one would witness her humiliation. “I argued and hesitated after I agreed to obey.”

  “The infraction is relatively mild, so you will receive ten swats on each side. However, you will remain in position without restraint and you will count out each swat. Do you understand?”

  Her lower lip trembled, so she pressed her lips together, nodding her consent. Over and over she disobeyed them, provoked them. Was Loax right? Did she want to be disciplined?

  His hand fell fast and hard, smacking each side once before stopping. “I require a verbal response.”

  “Yes, Sir.” Had that counted against the ten or were they bonus swats for not responding?

  He used his foot to push her skirt lower, bunching the material around her ankles. She opened her eyes. What was he doing?

  “I want to watch you grow nice and wet as I warm your lovely ass. Your pussy belongs to me and Rentar. Now open your legs for your masters.”

  She was already in for a nice hard spanking, so she didn’t hesitate. She moved her legs as far apart as she could with her skirt binding her ankles. Cool currents of air wafted against her folds and a groan rumbled in her throat.

  Rentar got up and moved around the table, apparently wanting to enjoy the view. “Have her take off the skirt, so she can spread her legs wider.”

  Perfect. Now they were both going to boss her around. Feeling rebellious and feisty, she stepped out of the skirt and moved her legs as far apart as possible. Then she tilted her ass up, exposing her pussy. If they wanted a show, she’d give them one. This was only humiliating if she allowed it to be.

  “Much better.” The laughter in Loax’s tone was undeniable. “Now count off the swats, sweet slave. Start with ten and work your way down.”

  She gritted her teeth. He knew damn well she hated being called slave, even a sweet one. He swatted one side and then the other. “Ten.” She was so annoyed by the situation, she barely noticed the sting. His hand landed in a slightly different place and she called out, “Nine.”

  “May I?”

  She didn’t need to look to know what Rentar asked for. The next two spanks came from a different angle. She counted them off, the building intensity starting to make her fidget.

  By the time she reached five, halfway through her punishment, she was helplessly rolling to the balls of her feet and wiggling in between the spanks. Her ass cheeks burned with a churning heat and her pussy felt empty and achy. Still, she hadn’t made a sound except to count.

  “Is she wet?” Loax sounded dark and predatory. “It’s hard to tell, we’re in the shadows.”

  “Shall I find out?”

  Fingers traced her ass crack, accenting the heat in her cheeks as they worked their way toward her folds. Her core contracted and her clit tingled. She would be shocked if she wasn’t wet.

  “Damp.” Rentar sounded disappointed. “Not yet sopping wet.”

  “We’ll have to try harder.”

  The probing fingers disappeared and the next set of swats was hard and fast. “Four.” She gasped and another set launched from the opposite side. “Three.” Her core clenched and released, almost as if her body was trying to come. She took a deep breath and relaxed her inner muscles, dispersing the tension through sheer force of will.

  The last two swats arrived in a stinging flurry, finally dragging a cry from her throat. She clenched her fists as the discomfort crested then rolled off into swelling heat.

  The fingers returned. No, these were different fingers. They thrust inside her without hesitation, filling her passage as his wicked thumb rubbed her anus.

  “She’s definitely wet now.” Loax slid his fingers in and out, rubbing his thumb over her other entrance at the apex of each firm thrust. “Would you like to lick her before or after you fuck her ass?”

  Dread washed over Amanda, instantly smothering her arousal. Rentar was going to take her like this, bent over a table, in plain sight of many other balconies? She wanted to object, felt the words on the tip of her tongue, but she kept her lips pressed together. Her ass still glowed with warmth and a sort of simmering pain that made her restless as hell. But this would be her first time at anal. She didn’t want it to be a spectacle.

  “I hate to give in to her complaints,” Rentar began, “but it really is getting cold out here, and I want her naked.”

  Loax pulled his hand out from between her legs and pulled her up off the table. “I promised you her ass, so we’ll go inside. But she still needs to obey me.” He tugged on her borrowed shirt, drawing her attention to his face. “Finish undressing.”

  She glanced around and froze, embarrassment inundating her soul. Several of the balconies were now occupied. Most were far enough away that the Ventori males were just blurs of red and black, but two fierce defenders stood at the railing directly across from the table. They might as well have been on the same balcony.

  Her gaze flew to Loax, panic shaping her expression. “Please, Sir. Don’t make me do this.”

  “No one touches you but us,” he stressed. “But you will obey.”

  Apparently, he wasn’t finished punishing her. Yet she saw possessive pride in his eyes, not anger. He moved closer, pressing his hand against the side of her face. “You’re beautiful and amazingly responsive. I want every defender here to witness your pleasure.”

  Relieved by his explanation, and accepting that the alternative would be much worse, she heaved a sigh and pulled the shirt off over her head. Whistles and Ventori catcalls erupted all around them and Amanda closed her eyes. She’d pretend they were inside; that no one existed except the three of them.

  Loax gently rubbed her lips with his thumb. “You’re glorious, and you’re ours.”

  He picked her up and placed her on the table. Her sensitized cheeks made contact with the cold surface and she gasped. Her eyes flew open as he eased her down onto her back. She lay parallel to the railing, her entire body on display.

  “Turn your head, hellcat. Offer your mouth to Rentar.”

  Rentar stepped closer to the table and opened the front of his uniform pants. Clearly he had no problem getting naked in public. She glanced at the spectators closest to them. Their hot gazes moved over her naked body with obvious hunger, but she was just out of reach. Not that it would have mattered. Loax had promised that no one would ever touch her but him and Rentar. She was safe, free to enjoy the attention of her masters. Each time she formed the word in her mind it became a little easier.

  A hand slipped into her hair and slowly tightened. “Look at me, only at me.” Rentar guided her head back around and their gazes locked. She saw affection and encouragement in his expression, along with undeniable hunger. He caressed her lips with the tip of his cock, coating her skin with his pre-cum.

  She instinctively licked her lips and groaned as heat rolled across her tongue, then rushed through her body, amplifying the need building between her thighs. Rentar smiled and did it again. She opened her mouth and licked his black tip, fascinated by the heat and taste of his flesh.

  Loax sat at the other end of the table and moved her feet to the back of his chair. Then he rotated her knees out, openi
ng her for his pleasure. “Your pussy is such a pretty color, so different from Ventori females.” He stroked her lightly, teasing without parting her folds. “Would you like my mouth on your pretty pink pussy?”

  One of the spectators laughed. “Her cunt has turned you into a poet. I wonder what her ass will do?”

  Loax ignored him and continued stroking her.

  Rentar shifted, taking his cock out of reach. “Answer him. Do you want his mouth on your pussy?”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  “Ask me nicely,” Loax prompted.

  “Please, Sir, will you lick my pussy?”

  “That’s better.” He lowered his head and traced her slit with his tongue.

  Amanda arched her back, reveling in the pleasure that curled up through her body. “Yes. Please, more.”

  Rentar guided his cock back to her mouth and she eagerly sucked him inside. She could still feel the others watching, wishing they were touching and tasting her. But knowing her masters would never allow such a thing freed her and empowered her.

  Heat built between her thighs as cool, evening air washed over her bare skin. The contrast added to the excitement, as did their audience. She didn’t want to admit it, but being lusted after by all these males proved that she was desirable. Loax sucked gently on her folds as he pushed a finger into her needy core. She tightened around him, welcoming the penetration with her inner muscles.

  She swirled her tongue around Rentar as he slid in and out of her mouth. One of his hands was tangled in her hair, the other moved over her breasts, alternating soft caresses with gasp-inducing pinches.

  Loax centered his lips over her clit and painted her other opening with her wetness, clearly meaning to continue her training. She was no longer surprised or upset by anal play. They’d made their intentions clear from the start. They wanted to fuck her together, which meant she needed to adjust to the thought—and the reality—of having a long, thick cock filling her ass. She felt a moment of pressure, and then his finger slipped smoothly into her body. He rewarded her acceptance with a tender caress on her clit and tingling heat spiraled through her core.

  She sucked Rentar deep, sliding him clear to the back of her mouth and still she wasn’t able to take his entire length. She tilted her head and relaxed her throat, allowing him to slip even deeper.

  With a strangled moan, Rentar pulled out of her mouth and stumbled back a step. “Damn it, woman, you almost had me.”

  “I don’t mind.” She emphasized the claim with a wicked smile.

  He chuckled and tucked his cock back inside his pants. “I’m not coming until I’m deep in your virgin ass. I’ve been waiting for this since you arrived.”

  Loax picked that moment to add another finger, obliterating her thoughts and making her whimper. She rocked her hips, rubbing her pussy against his mouth. His fingers filled her ass while his mouth teased her clit. She arched and wiggled, not caring who saw her desperation. It felt too good, made her wild for anything they chose to give her.

  His hand shuttled forward and back, dragging his fingers nearly out before thrusting them deep again. She gasped, then groaned, as he carefully worked a third finger into her tight back passage. She stretched around him, but his fingers were wet and she was seriously excited.

  Rentar stood at her side, watching his brother devour her pussy and finger-fuck her ass. He stroked her breasts and belly, rolling and pinching her nipples as Loax prepared her for Rentar’s cock.

  “Make her come,” one of the observers called. “I want to hear her scream.”

  Loax pushed his fingers in as far as they’d reach, then focused on her clit, rapidly driving her toward a pounding orgasm. Rentar pinched both nipples as Loax sucked on her clit. The sharp sensations shattered what little remained of her composure. She screamed, arching wildly as pleasure exploded deep inside her.

  The rippling spasms had just begun to recede when Loax slowly pulled his fingers out. His tongue circled her clit and the strangest rushing sensation seemed to pull her soul out of her body. She floated, weightless as time stood still around her. There were no thoughts, no fears, just utter contentment and endless pleasure.

  Subspace, she realized as she floated back into her body. He’d done it again, propelled her to a realm beyond reality. She blinked, then sighed, ready to curl up and go to sleep right there on the balcony in plain sight of everyone.

  “I think she liked that.” Rentar scooped her up in his arms and carried her back inside. “Hopefully, you’ll like the rest just as well.”

  She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her face into the warm hollow where his neck met his shoulder.

  Loax shut and locked the French doors, then followed his brother into one of the bedrooms. “Place her near the edge,” he instructed. “I want her mouth.”

  Rentar put her down in the center of the bed, but motioned her to turn over. “Hands and knees, facing Loax.”

  She moved toward the foot of the bed, then positioned herself on her hands and knees. Her pulse sped and desire thrummed through her body. Rentar was going to stretch her, fill her, more completely than any of the ‘training’ devices. And just to make damn sure she was overwhelmed, Loax was going to fuck her mouth at the same time.

  A hot shiver dropped down her spine and her clit twitched wildly. In two short days these Ventori warriors had turned her into a complete wanton. She moved her legs apart and lowered her shoulders, ready to experience this forbidden pleasure.

  Rentar shed his uniform in record time, then crawled onto the bed. Loax didn’t undress and made no move to uncover his cock. Instead, he walked to the nightstand, retrieved a bottle of lubricant, and handed it to Rentar. Then he stood back and waited, watching every move Rentar made.

  Already desperate from the attention she’d given him, Rentar wasted no time. He drizzled lube into her crack and smeared it around with his fingertips. She murmured and wiggled, unsure if she wanted to avoid his touch or center his fingers over her tingling hole. He worked a slick finger inside her back passage, then teased her with shallow thrusts.

  “More,” she pleaded. “I need more.”

  Loax slapped her upturned ass. Heat spread across her cheek and tension spiraled deep into her core, making her moan. “We know what you need. Relax and let him prepare you.”

  She didn’t need to be prepared. She was so ready for this. Still, she stopped moving and focused on what Rentar was doing. He worked a second finger in with the first and carefully stretched her. She felt more lube being pushed up inside her, then he eased his fingers out and positioned the broad head of his cock against her anus.

  “Do you want this, hellcat?” Rentar asked.

  She was so fucking wet that her juices were trickling down her inner thighs. What more did he want from her?

  “This is a gift,” he told her. “I won’t take it from you. You have to give it to me.”

  “I want this. Please.” Her voice sounded thick, almost drugged. The tension was killing her, making her entire body ache.

  “He’s right there,” Loax joined in. “Push back and take him, if this is really what you want.”

  Slowly, oh so slowly, she pushed herself onto Rentar’s cock. Her virgin hole opened slowly, spreading wider and wider until she encircled his tip. Stretch became sting, then the sensation flared into burn. “Help me, please. It really hurts.”

  Rentar drove forward, easing the broadest part of his cock past the tightest part of her entrance. Her body gave suddenly, almost sucking him inside. They moaned in unison and deepened the penetration together. She pushed back as he drove forward. He steadied her, but didn’t stop until his pelvis was flush with her ass.

  “Oh, my God,” she whimpered. “How are both of you going to fit?”

  He drew back until just his tip was inside her. “Is that what you want? To be fucked by both of us?”

  “Yes,” she cried. “You’ve made me crazy. I want it all.”

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p; A hoarse cry tore from his throat and he began to fuck her in earnest. Long, steady strokes filled her so completely that tears blurred her vision. He was fucking her ass, taking her in a way that should have felt unnatural. Instead, she reveled in the decadence, abandoning herself completely to the passion.

  Loax moved to the foot of the bed and unfastened his pants. He pushed them down onto his thighs, then buried his fingers in her hair. “Give me your mouth, love. We’re going to pump you full of cum at both ends.”

  A violent shiver shook her as she heard his graphic words. Rentar kept his strokes long and steady until Loax found his rhythm, then they fucked her as one. They drew out at the same time, and thrust in together, filling her mouth and ass, while she trembled and moaned.

  They possessed her, used her, overwhelming her senses with their demands, and she responded as never before. She slammed her hips back, taking his entire length with each thrust. Loax’s cock filled her mouth, bumping the back of her throat. He held her head with both hands, hips steadily rocking. Rentar reached beneath her and covered her clit with one of his fingers. Her breasts swayed, feeling heavy and full as they dangled from her body.

  The taste of Loax’s arousal grew stronger in her mouth and Rentar thrust even faster. Her pussy clenched, pulling her tighter around his shaft. “Come,” Rentar shouted. “Come now.” He flicked her clit as his cock jerked inside her ass. His cum jetted, splashing her inner walls. She screamed around Loax’s cock as an orgasm slammed into her.

  Pleasure blazed through her, tightening her muscles and arching her back. Flashes of light burst in front of her eyes, like flickering stars inside her mind. Energy rushed like currents of fire, sweeping from her ass, through her chest and into her mouth. Loax gasped and pushed to the back of her throat, coming in hard, shuddering spasms.

  Sensations bombarded her—strange, confusing signals. It was almost as if she could feel their pleasure as well as her own.

  Are you sensing this? It was Loax’s voice, but it echoed in her mind, not her ears.