by Becca Van
This morning before they left for work Gabe had brought her a cup of coffee and they sat talking about their plans for the coming day and Nic had joined them. Tom had been in bed with her, cuddling up to her back and he’d woken when the other two had started talking to her.
After a quick glance around, she saw the lunchtime crowd had dwindled and the couple of people sharing drinks in the back corner still had full glasses so she let her mind drift back.
“We want to take you to the club tonight, sweetheart.” Gabe reached over and took the empty coffee mug from her hand and put it on the bedside table. It was Friday and, although her heart rate picked up with excitement at the thought of going to that club with them, her job came first.
“Um…I have to work.”
“You hired some good, reliable people. You don’t need to hover over them all the time,” Nic interjected. “I looked over the roster when we came in last night. You have more than enough staff rostered on to cover the Friday night crowd.”
Joni wanted to say yes, but was still a little trepidatious about being naked in front of other people. What if Kara was there? Would she be able to look at her friend again knowing she’d seen her naked?
“What are you thinking about?” Tom asked in a sleep-rough voice.
“We’ve been training you in BDSM and you’re taking to it like a duck to water. What has you hesitating?” Gabe asked.
“What if Kara’s there?”
“What if she is?” Nic asked.
“She could see me.”
“So? What’s wrong with that?” Tom questioned as he shifted to a sitting position with his back against the headboard.
“I’ve never been naked in front of strangers before.” Joni pulled her lower lip between her teeth.
“Do you have a problem with the way you look?” Gabe asked in a growly voice.
“No, but I don’t know if I want my friend seeing me…so exposed.”
“Okay. I can relate to that. We can always use one of the more private rooms off the great hall,” Nic said.
Joni sighed with relief, some of the tension easing from her muscles. “Then I think I would like to go to the club with you.”
Tom smiled at her. “Thank you, love. Your trust means a great deal.”
“We have to go,” Gabe stood up but then he kneeled on the floor right next to her. “Don’t work too hard today. I don’t want you wearing yourself out.” He cupped her face between his hands, leaned forward, and kissed her passionately before getting up and walking out.
“See you tonight, baby.” Nic walked closer, bent down, and kissed her hungrily, too, before he left.
“Why are you still holding back with us, Joni?” Tom turned to face her more directly.
Joni felt guilty about not telling them everything, but it had become second nature for her to not talk about her life. At least the painful personal stuff anyway. She wanted to tell them but she just couldn’t make herself do it. She didn’t want to see them looking at her with pity or horror over what her dad had done. Plus, she was scared she would end up like her father. As the saying went, the apple never fell far from the tree.
She still had no idea what these three gorgeous, confident, authoritative men wanted with her. She was a nobody, and they could have any woman they wanted with just the click of their fingers. What did they see in her? She wasn’t model beautiful, she had a nice body, but so did a lot of other women?
“I…” She didn’t know how to answer his question without giving too much away. It wasn’t that she didn’t trust them, because she did. She would never have let them make love with her if that were the case. And she knew they would never deliberately set out to hurt her, but in the end everyone who’d ever loved her had left and she wasn’t sure she would be able to cope with the pain if they grew tired of her and asked her to leave.
Joni needed to hold some of herself back because it was the only way for her to survive.
“You know we’d never hurt you, right?”
She nodded. She didn’t want to do this now. Didn’t know how to explain without hurting him, so she decided it would be prudent to ignore the elephant in the room and get ready for her day. She rolled out of bed and headed to the bathroom. Joni cringed inside when she heard Tom’s disappointed sigh and, when the door was closed behind her, sagged against it for a moment.
Why did she feel like she’d failed him, Nic, and Gabe? Why did she feel guilty when none of them had been forthcoming? Maybe she should just go back to her apartment and get on with her life.
“They’d probably be better off if they never met you, Joni. You’re a fucking mess and you’re only going to bring them down.”
“Miss, are you okay?”
Joni came back to the present with a blink and hoped her face wasn’t as red as it felt. She hoped the guy standing on the other side of the bar hadn’t been there too long waiting for her acknowledgement.
“Sorry, just thinking about what I need to do tomorrow. What can I get you?”
Joni served him but gave him his drink on the house since he’d had to wait for her.
“Thanks. Are you sure you’re all right?”
“I’m fine.” She smiled and hoped he didn’t notice that the smile wasn’t genuine.
“Hey, would you like to go out one night?”
“Um…thanks but I’m already involved.”
The good-looking guy gave her the once-over as he picked up his tray of drinks and half turned away. “Of course you are,” she heard him mutter.
She was flattered, but he didn’t do a thing for her and she suspected no one else ever would. Gabe, Nic, and Tom were it for her, but there was no way she would ever tell them that.
She’d been having the time of her life but knew it couldn’t last. Nothing good in her life ever did. She’d learnt so much about their lifestyle but knew there was more she didn’t know.
Her mind drifted back to the start of the week. Monday had been a slow day at the hotel and she’d closed up early. When she’d walked in the door all three of them were sitting on the sofa. Gabe had risen to his feet, spread his legs shoulder width apart, and crossed his arms over his chest. The heat in his eyes had almost singed her, but when he blinked it was like a cold mask had covered his face.
“Strip.”
“What?”
He’d hurried over to her and gripped her upper arms, making her drop her purse on the floor. “Is that any way to address one of your Doms? You’ve just racked up a punishment.” He released her and eyed her coldly. “Remove your clothes. Now!”
Joni lifted shaky fingers to her shirt and began to undo the buttons. When she saw movement behind Gabe she noticed that Nic and Tom had moved to stand behind him. Her heart pounded in her chest and her breathing escalated until she was panting, but she lowered her head and did as she’d been told.
She shivered when the cool air wafted over her naked skin and goose bumps pebbled on her flesh but she kept her gaze lowered.
“Such a good little sub,” Nic said as he moved around behind her. A shiver of desire raced up her spine when he caressed down her back, over her butt cheeks, before he gripped them in his hands. “You have such a sexy ass. I can’t wait to fuck it.”
Joni gasped and although she’d never even thought about anal sex, Nic’s words were an erotic statement that had her body lighting up.
“She likes that idea,” Tom said as he moved to stand closer.
“I think it’s time to find out what else she likes.” Gabe caressed a hand down her arm until he was clasping her hand. “Come.”
She’d wanted to snap at him that she wasn’t a damn dog, but when she peeked at him from beneath her eyelashes and saw the stern yet hungry look in his eyes, the words had caught in her throat. He’d led her back to that spare room with all the BDSM equipment.
“If you’re going to be our sub then you need to learn how to act. Kneel,” Gabe ordered pointing to the floor.
She looked down and was re
lieved to see a thin mat on the floor. With more haste than grace she knelt and clasped her hands in her lap.
“No. Not like that.” Nic bent down and shifted her until her legs were spread with her ass resting on her heels. “Place your hands on your thighs palm up and keep your gaze on the floor.”
“That’s good, Joni. Remember that position because every time we tell you to strip this is what you’ll do when you’re naked,” Gabe said.
“Stand up, sub,” Tom ordered.
Joni wondered why they’d tell her to kneel if they were going to make her stand again but kept her mouth shut. She didn’t want to rack up any more punishments. She was already nervous about what they were going to do to her for the other supposed infraction.
She got to her feet with as much dexterity as she could and stood with her head lowered waiting for their next order. She didn’t want to admit it, but she was wet because their authority turned her on.
“Come here,” Nic commanded.
She looked up to see him standing in front of that weird X thing and took a tentative step toward him.
Smack.
“When you’re told to do something, you do it straight away,” Tom said in a firm voice which surprised her because he always seemed to be the easier going of the three.
“Yes, sir,” Joni replied and hurried over to Nic on shaky legs.
“Step up,” Nic ordered and she took a deep breath before stepping up onto the padded step.
“Lean your front against the St. Andrew’s Cross,” Gabe ordered.
Joni held in her gasp when her naked skin met the cool padded X and hoped they couldn’t see how much she wanted their touch.
“Grab hold of those rings and spread your legs,” Nic said.
Again she did as she was told and bit her tongue to keep from protesting when they secured her to the contraption with cuffs around her wrists and legs.
“You’re a good little sub, Joni. You please us when you obey,” Tom praised.
Warmth filled her heart and she wondered why their approval meant so much to her.
“We are going to flog you, sub. If at any stage you get too scared or it’s too much for you to endure, you will use your safe words.” Nic moved around behind the cross, gripped her chin, and lifted her head so that she met his gaze. “What are your safe words, sub?”
“Y–yellow and red, sir.”
“That’s right. And what word do you use if you’re comfortable with what’s happening?” Gabe’s breath wafted over her neck, making her shiver.
“G–green, sir.”
“Good.”
Nic leaned forward and placed a light kiss on her lips and then he was gone. She shivered with anxiety and excitement. Not sure whether she should be begging them to let her go or touch her.
Joni heard movement behind her and although she wanted to turn her head and look back over her shoulder to see what they were doing she remained still. When something slid over her head and then her eyes, she gasped and wanted to ask what was going on, but again remained silent.
“A blindfold will enhance all your other senses,” Tom whispered in her ear. “I want you to try and relax and just feel. Okay?”
“I’ll try, sir.”
“Good girl.”
Hands rubbed over her ass and then squeezed, shaping the globes, making more juices leak from her pussy onto her thighs.
Smack.
Her flesh heated and it was hard not to moan and beg for more.
Smack. Smack. Smack.
A whimper of need slipped from her mouth and she tried to shift but the restraints held her fast.
“Look at that nice pink ass,” Gabe rasped. “You like having your ass spanked don’t you, little sub?”
“Y–yes, sir.”
“What do you do when given an order, sub?” Nic asked right before his hand slapped on her right ass cheek.
“Obey, sir.”
“Good girl.”
Smack.
“Look at that wet pussy,” Tom rasped. “Our sub likes being controlled.”
Smack.
“It’s time to up the ante,” Gabe said.
Joni shook with anticipation and desire. Her cunt clenched, her clit throbbed, and her nipples were so hard they were aching.
“I’m going to flog you, sub. Use your safe word if you need to,” Nic said.
“Yes, sir.”
Joni heard the swish of tendrils right before they landed on her ass. It was really hard to stay still and not press her hips back into the flogger.
“Count them out for me, Joni.”
“One.”
Smack.
“One what?” Gabe barked out his question.
“One, sir.”
“You please me, sub. We’ll start over,” Nic said before the tendrils hit her ass again.
“One, sir.”
“Good.”
Another hit with the flogger. This time on the other ass cheek.
“Two, sir.”
Joni continued to count out each swish of the flogger against her skin. Every inch of her back, ass, and legs was hot from being hit except for her kidney area. By the time she counted to thirty she was shaking but not with fear. She trembled with a hunger so great she wasn’t sure she could take much more without begging them to fuck her.
Her womb ached with need. Her pussy throbbed with each beat of her heart and she was so wet from the cream dripping down almost to her knees.
“How are you feeling, sub?” Tom asked.
“Green, sir,” she answered.
She was so high with adrenaline and need she wasn’t sure she would be able to stay on her feet. And then she moaned. Fingers caressed the length of her pussy, spreading her juices but not once did they go near her clit.
“Do you like being submissive to us, Joni?” Gabe asked.
She nibbled on her bottom lip before answering. If she told them she did would they want to control her all the time?
Smack.
She gasped and groaned. Her ass was on fire but the hard smack of the hand on her heated skin just seemed to ramp her arousal up even more.
“I asked you a question, sub. Answer me, now!”
“Yes, sir.”
“Good girl. I would have known you were lying if you’d said no, but you need to tell me what went through your head when I asked that question.”
“Will…”—she paused to lick her dry lips—“will you want to order me around all the time? Sir?”
“We already told you that we only want to be dominant over you in the bedroom and in play,” Nic said. “We’re not like that fucker, sub. Don’t insult me by thinking we are.”
Tears filled her eyes. She knew she was being unfair to them and although she trusted them, it was hard to let go of her fear since she held onto it for so long. “S–sorry, sir.”
“You don’t need to be sorry.” Gabe sounded frustrated. “You just need to trust that we will never hurt you, but you also need to be rewarded for being honest. Make her come, Tom.”
Joni drew a deep breath and exhaled raggedly when Tom’s fingers pressed up into her sopping pussy. She wanted to buck her hips and draw him in deeper, but knew if she moved he’d probably back off. She wasn’t sure she could stand much more of this so she drew on all of her reserves and stayed still.
“Good girl.” Tom kissed one ass cheek and then the other. “I know you wanted to move. You need to trust that we will always give you what you need.”
She groaned when he added a third finger and then he began to pump them in and out of her hard and fast. Her wet cunt made squelching sounds, which would have embarrassed her if she wasn’t so horny, but all thoughts drifted away and all she could do was feel.
Joni felt like she was an ephemeral being, floating on a cloud of desire so intense she didn’t think she’d ever feel whole again. Each time he stroked into her, the pads of his fingers hit the trigger hidden inside and then he added a thumb to the mix. His thumb brushed over her engorged s
ensitive clit as he pressed in deeply and then she was screaming.
Her scream was so loud it hurt her throat but she couldn’t seem to stop. Her whole body shuddered, her pussy clenched and let go, and then cum gushed out in a great wave of release. She saw stars and could barely draw a breath as her juices continued to flow from her body, dripping down her legs onto the step and floor.
Joni had never come so hard in her life and knew in that moment she was deeply in love with the three men. She was ruined for anyone else. They had taken her to a level of arousal she knew no one else ever could take her to. But it wasn’t all about lust and sex, at least not for her.
But did they have feelings for her? Did they just want her because they wanted to fuck her for a while and when they were done, would they drop her on the wayside and never look back?
What have you done, Joni?
You should have run fast and far while you had the chance.
Chapter Fourteen
Joni couldn’t stop the feeling that she was being watched. She would be glad when she could leave and hurry home so she could get ready to go out to the club. Every time she felt eyes on her she looked around but could never see anyone watching her beyond a glance, but she just couldn’t shake the feeling that she was being stalked.
When she glanced at the clock she realized it was time to go. She looked over to Michelle, one of the casual bar staff, and then to Greg and saw that they were handling the demand for drinks well.
“I have to get going,” she said to Michelle as she handed change over to a customer.
“Have a great night.”
“Thank you. Call if you need me.”
“We’ll be fine. The people in here are patient and nice. We won’t have any problems.”
“Okay. See you on Monday.”
“That we will. You deserve some down time. You work way too hard.”
Joni shrugged but smiled and waved before heading out. She stopped into the office to grab her purse and shut down the computer before she locked the door and headed to the rear exit.
Nic was supposed to pick her up and because she couldn’t get rid of the creepy feeling of being watched, she hoped he was waiting for her. She glanced about when she got outside and sighed with relief when she saw him leaning against his truck.