The Dom, the Switch, and the Sub [Club Libertine 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Diane Leyne

  Serena snuggled up tight, her hand on his chest.

  “I keep hearing his words. ‘I want you two hot and horny for Saturday night.’ I hear those words in my mind, and my body just freezes. I’m sorry, Zack. We have to decide what we are going to do Saturday.”

  “Yeah. And I keep hearing him say, ‘I want you both. It’s an all-or-nothing proposition.’” Zack sighed. “What do you want to do?”

  Serena was silent for a few minutes. “This is going to sound so dumb, but I think if we try to talk it out, we’ll both be trying to read the other one’s signals and please the other. So how about this? We both close our eyes and on the count of three, we give his proposition a thumbs-up or a thumbs-down. If even one of us gives the thumbs down, the discussion is over. We’re not going to talk about it, no trying to persuade the other person to reconsider. The decision is made. No looking back. Just like when Luke said he’d respect our decision and not try to change our minds, we’ll also respect each other’s decision, even if it is different than our own.

  “But if we both give a thumbs-up, then we do talk about it. We weigh the pros and cons and spend some time considering all the implications, and then we vote again tomorrow night.”

  “It does sound crazy, but you are right. What I want is mixed up with what I think you want and what will be best for us versus what will be best for me or for you, and my mind is just whirling, damn him. Luke has us both tied up in knots. Can you imagine what it would be like with him as a Master?”

  “Yes. I….” Serena stopped. “No. We have to vote before we discuss anything. Now close your eyes. And no peeking. Remember, this vote is about what we, as individuals want, without regard as to what you think I want or what I think you want. If either of us is at all interested in giving the ménage with Luke a try, then we vote thumbs-up.”

  Serena turned to check that Zack had obeyed.

  “Okay, now on the count of three. One. Two. Three.”

  They both opened their eyes. They had both their thumbs up. Zack pulled her close.

  “Let’s try to get some sleep and talk in the morning. We’re on the verge of making what could be a life-changing decision. We’ve already taken a big first step. Let’s sleep on it and talk in the morning.”

  “Okay.” Serena stretched up and gave Zack a kiss. “That’s not against the rules.”

  * * * *

  When Serena woke up, she was surprised to find herself alone in her bed. She wondered if Zack had gone back to his own to avoid temptation, but when she checked, his bed was empty and hadn’t been slept in.

  She yawned. She was still tired from tossing half the night. It was a big decision. She knew she loved Zack, but she had found herself attracted to Luke from the first moment she’d met him. When Connor introduced him, the night he’d started at the club, he’d been wearing his sunglasses. When he shook her hand, he lowered the glasses with the other hand, and that was the first time she’d felt the impact of those devastatingly sexy eyes of his.

  In fact, she found she couldn’t look away and had actually forgotten to remove her hand from his. It wasn’t until Zack had muscled into the group and stuck his own hand out to shake Luke’s that the spell had been broken.

  Something like that had only happened to her once before, and that was the first time she’d met Zack. She realized her panties were damp and her nipples hard and protruding. She crossed her arms over her chest, hoping no one had noticed, but from the expression in his eyes before he put his shades back on, Luke had noticed and was amused by the impact he was having on her.

  But she was committed to Zack. Or rather committed to trying to be committed to Zack. But he moved so damned slowly so as not to alarm her. It was like he thought she didn’t appreciate what it would be like if he went full-on Dom with her. She worked in a BDSM club and her sister lived with two hard-core Doms, and Zack still thought that the idea of handcuffs and a riding crop would shock her. It was kind of sweet, really. Luke, on the other hand, she couldn’t picture him taking his time with her, easing her into training. He’d demand full-on submission from day one. He’d make her bend to accommodate his kinks, but he’d learn and accommodate hers as well.

  And the thought of being with the two of them? It was every secret fantasy of hers come true, including a few she hadn’t even admitted to herself until she saw Luke kiss Zack. The thought of all the possible ménage combinations made her head spin and her pussy drip with cream.

  She had other fantasies, too. She had resigned herself to them never coming true since she didn’t think Zack could handle them and she would never do anything to hurt him. But she didn’t think any of her fantasies would shock Luke. She dreamed about being restrained and forced to service her Doms. She wanted to be made to kneel at their feet and call them Master as she let them use her body how they saw fit.

  She even, in her dirtiest daydreams, fantasized about being forced to submit to being shared with other Doms for the entertainment and sexual gratification of her Masters.

  But thanks to Luke, she’d learned something new about Zack. She’d never considered he’d had fantasies that he didn’t feel he could share with her. He’d been surprised by the kiss from Luke, but he’d seemed more worried by her reaction than anything else. She realized that maybe he wondered about being with a man, submitting to him, but most likely had thought this would shock her. He had been genuinely surprised when she hadn’t been turned off by the thought of him submitting to Luke. If only Zack knew how much the idea turned her on.

  She looked at the mantel clock. It was almost two. It was then that she noticed the note.

  Running errands. Back soon. Love Z.

  Since she didn’t know when he’d be back, she decided to take a quick shower. She was wrapped in a fluffy towel, drying her hair when he returned. With the noise of the dryer, she didn’t know he was home until he walked in and surprised her.

  “Fuck, Zack. Stomp your feet or call out or something. I almost jumped out of my skin.” She hit him on the arm when he started laughing.

  “Honey, I’m home.” He laughed.

  “Too late for that, buster. The damage is done.” And she went back to drying her hair, ostentatiously ignoring him. But she was curious, too. He had a large bag in his hand. He put it down on the sink and pulled out a few items, including a bottle of lube and a set of butt plugs in various sizes.

  “And just what do you plan on doing with them?”

  “Preparing your ass, of course.”

  “I haven’t said yes to Luke’s plan yet, remember. We still have a lot to discuss.”

  Zack shrugged.

  “Even if you end up saying no to Luke, we’re still going to be together, and I think I’ve waited long enough to take your ass. So put the dryer down and bend over. It’s time for your first butt plug.”

  Serena looked at Zack. His posture had changed, his expression changed, and even his smile had changed. He had a new confidence and air of authority that thrilled her. He wasn’t asking her, he was telling her to bend over.

  She wasn’t, of course, going to just give in. Part of the thrill was the power struggle and the surrendering. She totally planned on letting him shove one of the smaller plugs up her ass, but not without pushing back.

  * * * *

  Five sweaty minutes later, she had the second-smallest plug up her ass and they were both breathing heavily, and her ass and his hands were liberally coated with lube because of her struggles. But whereas the old Zack wouldn’t have dreamed of being physically assertive with her, the new Zack had pushed down the toilet seat and sat, dragging her across his lap, and administered several stinging slaps before pushing the plug home.

  She could feel the tingling in her clit and felt it start to swell with arousal as he ran his hand over her ass where he’d spanked her. His touch had spread the heat and caused her pussy to start leaking, but rather than help her get off, he put her on her feet, washed his hands, and then ran the face cloth over her ass to remove the
excess lube and told her to go get dressed. They were going out for a late lunch.

  Then he walked out leaving her horny and hanging.

  She followed him out the door and saw him close the bedroom door behind him as he left her alone with her thoughts. She had only one consolation. She could feel his cock harden and press into her stomach as he spanked her. She might be going through the day aroused and unsatisfied, but so was he.

  Chapter Six

  The meal was actually somewhat uncomfortable, and Serena wasn’t just thinking about the plug in her ass. For the first time since they’d met, the conversation didn’t flow, and when they got home, they retired to their respective bedrooms to get ready for work.

  Unhappy, Serena removed the butt plug, cleaned it, and placed it on the counter with the other plugs in the set. She could see that she had been wearing was one of the smallest. Damn. Some of them were big, even bigger than a cock. She hoped they were just part of the set and neither Luke not Zack would expect to shove that up her ass, because there was no way she could see them fitting, no matter how well lubed.

  The drive to work was also made in silence. They arrived, changed, and went to work. Luke was already there, and Serena could feel him watching her at various times during the night. At just before midnight, he called her on his headset, asking if Zack was back from break so he could take fifteen. Zack had just come out of the staff lounge, so she gave him the go-ahead.

  Zack didn’t go directly back out onto the floor. Instead he came over to where Serena was sitting. He seemed to want to say something, but couldn’t find the words, and he looked everywhere but at her.

  Silently, they watched the security screens for a few minutes. She saw Luke slip into the same unoccupied private room again, and without thinking, she flipped on the camera inside the room and then flipped another switch so that screen stayed on rather than cycling through all the rooms.

  She wondered if he was going to take a nap again but quickly realized that Luke had something entirely different in mind this time. He carefully examined the equipment in the room, the spanking bench, the chains hanging from the ceiling, and the toy cabinet. He seemed to be making up his mind about something as he pulled out various toys and examined them. Serena found herself swallowing hard when she saw him examining riding crops and floggers. She zoomed in to get a better look. He’d picked out a few items, but the bastard had deliberately stood in such a way that the camera was blocked. She saw him move the items into one of the drawers that players could put aside their favorite toys so no one used them before their session. Was Luke planning to take someone else in there, or had he decided to play with them at the club instead of his home?

  When he had what he needed stored away, he locked the drawer and added the key to the chain that held his dog tags. Then he turned to the camera and did something that took her breath away. He leaned back against the table and unzipped his pants. He pushed his pants down his hips and freed his cock.

  She almost came on the spot. She had thought Zack was well endowed, but Luke was truly impressive. How the heck did he plan on getting that monster into her ass? Maybe she did need to practice with the giant butt plugs.

  She could tell Zack was affected, too. His breathing had sped up, and he gripped her hand tightly. Together they watched Luke squirt some lube into his hand and pleasure himself. His break was almost over, so he made quick work of it. They watched him pumping his hand up and down his cock hard and fast, coming into the towel he’d brought with him.

  He tucked himself back in and did up his pants and then looked directly into the camera and mouthed the word “tomorrow.”

  Serena looked at Luke.

  “Oh my.”

  “I couldn’t say it any better,” agreed Zack. “Now I have to get back to work. The next few hours should get pretty busy. I’ll see you once we close up.” He leaned down and kissed her cheek.

  * * * *

  The rest of the night passed quickly. It was a Friday night, and the club was packed. Zack groused to himself. Serena had it easy on desk duty. He had to mingle with all the Doms and half or even totally naked subs and also monitor the sex acts being carried out safely and consensually.

  But finally the night was over and it was time to take Serena home. He’d managed to successfully avoid Luke all night, and Zack thought he could whisk her out before Luke finished up, but, of course, that didn’t happen. They all ended up in the same elevator, standing in almost exactly the same positions as they had Tuesday night when Zack’s entire worldview changed.

  The three of them stood there in silence, waiting for the elevator to complete its journey. Then they switched to the parking elevator, continuing in silence. Zack felt the anticipation grow as he waited for Luke to say or do something.

  It wasn’t until they were exiting the elevator that Luke stopped them, moving so he was looking at the both of them.

  “Have you been working on stretching those asses? Even with lube, you are going to need the extra preparation.”

  “I plugged her ass this morning.”

  “She’s not wearing it now.” It was a statement, not a question.

  “You expected me to go out in public with a plug up my butt?” Serena was clearly outraged.

  Luke laughed. “You work at a BDSM club. Half the subs have something shoved up their asses or in their pussies.” He turned to Zack. “You been getting your ass stretched?”

  “You didn’t say…” Zack trailed off.

  “You obeyed my order explicitly, didn’t you, pet? That’s good. It’s my fault then. I should have been more clear. You are both to stretch your asses. Or each other’s asses. I’ll let you both work out the details.” He paused and looked at them both. “You both were watching, weren’t you? You’ve seen my cock. You can both either be prepared or suffer the consequences. I’m planning to have your ass tomorrow, Zack, and I was planning to give you Serena’s. If you are not properly prepared, it’s not my problem.”

  And then he turned and walked over to his truck, leaving them standing there, mouths opened, Zack’s cock pressing painfully against his zipper.

  Whether they were going to try a ménage with Luke really wasn’t a question any more, and they all knew it. It was just a matter of making it through another night and then another shift at work. Then they were all off until Tuesday night.

  A lot could happen in forty-eight hours.

  Chapter Seven

  If Friday seemed to have gone by quickly, then Saturday seemed to rush by, and every time she checked the clock, it had zoomed forward again, and before she knew it, before she was prepared for it, it was four a.m. and Serena knew it wouldn’t be long before she’d be kneeling naked and bound, her body used by two men to take and give pleasure.

  She was both excited and scared. She was so turned on by the idea that her panties were drenched. But she was scared, too. Would it hurt? Would she be able to take it? Would she be enough to please them both? These questions and more had been running through her head all night. A half dozen times she decided to call it off because of her fear. But then she always remembered what Luke said about grabbing onto a chance for happiness because you never knew what tomorrow would bring, and she knew it was the right decision.

  Not that she could ever even forget for a moment. Each time she moved in her chair, she could feel the butt plug shift slightly. She didn’t know how Zack was managing on his shift. She could keep still in her chair. He had to walk around the floor and try to act normally, because although it might be normal for a sub to be plugged at the club, it certainly wasn’t normal for a House Dom, or, really, a Dom of any kind.

  But after yesterday, there was no way they weren’t going to wear the plugs. Last night, she’d inserted the plug she’d been wearing into Zack’s ass. It had been a surprisingly sexy experience for her, and she wondered if Luke would let her peg Zack at some point. And then Zack had inserted the next-size plug into her.

  They slept in each other’s
arms and the next day switched the plugs for the next larger size. Serena had found herself on the verge of coming during that process. When Zack had pulled out the first plug she’d felt so empty, her muscles trying to clamp down and finding nothing but air. It had been harder for him to insert the next size, and he had almost had to fuck it into her, pushing it in a few inches, retreating and then pushing it further in until it was finally seated in her ass.

  She knew the process had aroused him, too. He’d been hard and sweating by the time the second plug was in, but then he took a long cold shower. He’d looked very grumpy at breakfast, shifting uncomfortably in his chair.

  And now it was almost four a.m. Members had already begun trickling out, and there weren’t that many left. At four, Luke would lock up, and then he and Zack would do a final sweep of all the rooms while Duncan locked down the bar. Then Duncan would leave, and she and Zack would be alone with Luke.

  * * * *

  Serena and Zack were sitting in the staff lounge, waiting. Luke had just popped in for a second, nodded approvingly, and demanded that they “stay.” Serena bristled, but also welcomed the reprieve. She was excited and scared, although at this point, it seemed like scared was winning out. She looked at Zack. He tried to smile reassuringly, but it came out tentative. He reached across the table and covered her hand with his own.

  She tried to smile back, but she knew her own smile was wobbly at best and checked the clock. It seemed like hours, but when she checked the clock, it had only been about ten minutes and it was barely four thirty.

  She jumped at the sound of the door opening. Luke held the door open and gestured for them to join him. Luke led them to the playroom she’d seen him in before. He stopped in front of the door and turned to them, speaking for the first time other than the single word earlier.