Bound to be Taken (Emergence)

by Jameson, Becca

  Holding it in the air, he let the thin strips of leather run through his fingers and then he danced them across Stephanie’s stomach. It hollowed at first contact and he did the same to Aiden. Aiden reacted slightly different because he could see it coming. He arched into the contact and extended his neck again.

  Dane adjusted himself between his subs, his cock popping out of the top of his unbuttoned jeans. This scene was going to torture him far more than the two of them. He already needed to come.

  He danced the leather strips across both sets of nipples, swirling the soft ends around in circles while he watched their tits poke out farther. As he continued dangling the flogger over both bodies, he lowered his zipper and released his cock. Taking himself in hand, he teased Stephanie along the V of her spread legs, the leather tickling the sensitive skin of her inner thighs. He pointedly avoided her sex.

  He needed to come. And since he was in charge, he could, as often and as hard as he wanted. “Aiden, I’m hurting. Get on all fours and suck me, love.”

  Aiden scrambled around to face Dane, who watched the man’s cock throb against its restraint. Aiden had used the ring on him a few times also, so Dane knew the extreme concentration it took to keep one’s mind on anything other than their cock when wearing it.

  Straddling one of Stephanie’s legs, Dane lifted his dick and stroked it several times. He bit his tongue to keep from moaning. It would break form if he couldn’t maintain his control. “Open,” he commanded when Aiden had his mouth lined up with Dane’s length. Without preamble, Dane thrust into Aiden’s willing mouth.

  Aiden was greedy when he serviced Dane. Always. Whether he was topping or bottoming, he took blowjobs very seriously and really enjoyed getting his partner off. Dane was one fucking lucky recipient. Frequently.

  Dane gripped the base, but let Aiden take him deep. His suction was firm and…fucking perfect in every way, as though Aiden were inside Dane’s head while he sucked him off. Sheer bliss. He bucked into Aiden’s mouth forcefully, knowing the man well enough to know what he could take. Thrust after thrust, until his balls curled up and he reached underneath to grip them and fondle them while Aiden sucked.

  He needed some prostate action, but it would have to wait. Right now, taking the edge off was paramount. Then he could concentrate on his subs.

  “That’s it, Aid. Just…like…that… Ugnn. Yes, babe. You have the best mouth.” Dane released his balls and grabbed Aiden’s head with both hands. He threaded his fingers into Aiden’s thick blond hair. Plunging deep, he held steady while his cock pulsed into Aiden’s throat. The man swallowed him, every drop, as usual.

  When he pulled out, his semi-erect dick flopping against his lover’s chin, he bent to take Aiden’s mouth for a thorough kiss that curled his toes. Tasting himself on Aiden’s lips and tongue always made him moan in the aftermath.

  He nibbled a path from Aiden’s mouth to his ear as he turned his gaze to Stephanie. “How’re you doing, Steph?”

  She struggled against the bonds on her wrists. He steadied his gaze on her as he refocused from the intense orgasm. She was squirming. A good sign. The action of two men next to her made her hot.

  “I know it’s hard, especially the waiting, but sometimes you’ll have to be patient when two of us are subbing.” He broke free of Aiden. “Aiden, suckle Stephanie’s tits, will you? They’re waiting so patiently. She deserves some attention.”

  Aiden turned the few inches he needed to line himself up with Stephanie and flicked his tongue over her nipple. She writhed and bucked as though he’d plunged into her pussy instead. “Oh, God…” she mumbled.

  Dane crawled between her legs. “No words, Steph. That’s the rule.”

  She tucked her lips between her teeth as Aiden licked a line over to her other tit and flicked it as well. Her chest rose and fell rapidly. She needed more. And he’d make her beg for it before they were through.

  Dane grabbed his next trick and set it between her legs. He watched as Aiden sucked as much of her breast into his mouth as he could and nuzzled her. “Press your tongue into the center. Hard, Aiden.” He knew what that did to a woman. The pressure right in the middle of her nipple into her chest was strangely erotic. He even enjoyed it himself.

  Dane set his hands on her inner thighs just outside her pussy and pulled her open to his gaze. She squirmed at the dual sensations of Aiden’s mouth and Dane’s hands. He wanted her on edge. And he wanted to keep her there.

  Holding her pussy wide with one hand, thumb on one side and fingers on the other, he grabbed the ben wa balls from between her legs…and then had a better idea. He released her. Her torso collapsed and she moaned.

  Leaning over Aiden’s head, he grabbed her chin. “Open, babe.” She tentatively widened her mouth. He teased her lips with the lowest steel ball, dangling it over her mouth. “It’s a ben wa ball, Steph. Suck it into your mouth. Get it wet for me.” He lowered it between her lips and she licked the cool, shiny surface. He danced it in and out of her mouth, teasing her tongue and lips with the smooth texture.

  “Can you get the other one in, babe? There are two on the string.” She widened her mouth until both balls clanked against each other inside. The fit was tight. Her cheeks bulged on one side and then the other as she swirled them back and forth.

  Dane tightened his legs. Thank God he’d just come in Aiden’s mouth or he’d collapse at the visual in front of him. He held his arm steady above her, still clutching the string that ran from the second ball. He wanted his dick inside that mouth.

  Dane swallowed. “That’s good. Thanks.” He pulled the balls gradually from her lips with a pop. “Did you feel how they rubbed together? That’s what they are going to do in your pussy, babe. Roll around in there and bounce into each other. It’s very stimulating to wear them.”

  Stephanie’s mouth still hung open, her lips wet with her saliva from sucking the balls. She tipped her head back and pursed her lips together. Her eyes were huge orbs, but she didn’t look at him.

  “Good girl. You’re doing great. Just concentrate on feeling and keep your mouth closed.” He lifted back over Aiden’s head, leaving the man to flick his tongue over alternate nipples.

  Kneeling between her legs again, he spread her pussy lips once more with one hand and pressed the first ball into her. She bucked, but he expected that. He pulled the ball out, leaving her bereft.

  “Stay still. I’m moving at my pace, not yours.” He waited a beat for her to relax her torso and then tried again. This time, she tensed but didn’t lift her ass. He pushed the first ball in and bobbed it up and down at the entrance, letting it slip in and out of her tight pussy several times before letting the second one join the first.

  With one finger, he guided them deep into her channel. “Feel them? Clench your pussy, Steph.” He watched as she obeyed, knowing the balls would move around and drive her to distraction.

  “Good girl. That exercises your Kegel muscles when you grip the balls. Whenever they are inside you, you’re forced to clutch them with your pussy over and over to keep them from falling out. It will strengthen all the muscles in your pussy and make your orgasms stronger.”

  Dane leaned down and dropped a brief kiss to the hood of her clit. “It will also make sex better for us.”

  He blew on her clit and watched as it pulsed ever so slightly without any direct contact. “You’re so fucking hot, Steph. Aiden, watch her.”

  Aiden released her tits and leaned down to see from Dane’s view.

  “I’ll trade you places for a minute. You get between her legs and I’ll tell you what to do.” Dane climbed over one extended leg and sat to the side.

  Aiden followed the command and licked his lips as he stared at Stephanie’s swollen pussy.

  “Lick her, Aiden. But don’t touch her clit, the hood or her pussy, just the surrounding areas.”

  Stephanie sucked in an audible lungful of air.

  Aiden set his tongue on the hollow space just at the top of her thigh.

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nbsp; “Fuck,” she screamed. “I can’t take this.” Her voice lowered to a garbled beg. “Please, Dane. Aiden. Please fuck me. I need you inside me. I need to come so bad.” She trembled all over as though she were cold.

  Dane smiled. He stroked her cheek, stuck one finger into her mouth. She latched on to it and sucked. He flicked it back out with a pop and brushed her hair away from her forehead. “You’re doing great, Steph. This is called orgasm denial. It’s the best form of punishment. I’m going a little overboard tonight, but I want you to experience it to its fullest for two reasons.

  “One, you’ll have this evening in the front of your mind for a long time and that will help you learn to obey every command in the future promptly and precisely. No hesitation. No mistakes. No forgetting. It takes time to learn and remember all the positions and commands, but that’s why Dominants practice orgasm denial as a form of punishment to help you learn. It’s more effective than corporal punishment…and more rewarding.”

  Dane paused, lowered his voice. “And two, this experience will help you make a thorough and informed decision about this lifestyle. No matter what you choose after Saturday, you’ll do so with every bit of information we could possibly have provided.”

  He stroked her cheek, her neck, her collarbone—soothed her while her breathing returned to normal and she no longer heaved for air.

  “May I continue?”

  “Yes, Sir.” Her voice was gravelly. His cock swelled at her choice. This had to be the most difficult thing she’d ever experienced in her life and he was so fucking proud she was up to the challenge.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Stephanie’s mind reeled. She couldn’t believe what she had consented to. And she kept saying yes. Christ, not just yes, but yes, Sir.

  She struggled to concentrate, get a grip. She needed to draw on some meditation techniques from her past and settle down. Disassociate. Yes. That would work.

  She started with her arms. Relax them. Let them lie limp.

  Aiden said something to Dane, but she couldn’t make out the words. She furtively tried to ignore the wet tongue dragging up her thigh.

  It’s just a tongue. Ignore it. Relax your neck…shoulders…chest. Deep breaths. In. Out. In.

  The tongue moved closer to her pussy. She unintentionally clenched those fucking Kegel muscles Dane had mentioned to stave off the effects of that goddamn tongue. God. The metal balls inside her moved, clanked together. When she’d been still, they’d been hardly noticeable. When she clenched, they fucking moved.

  She forced herself to relax. She needed to come like an addict needed her next crack fix. One thing was for certain—Dane was correct. She wouldn’t want to endure “orgasm denial” very often. It might be titillating at first, but now it was way past arousing, beyond frustrating and moving into desperation territory.

  Even screaming and begging had done her no good. In fact, she suspected it had bought her more of the same.

  Slow, shallow breaths. Mind over matter. Ignore Aiden’s tongue.

  Something brushed against her nipple again. “You paying attention?” Dane asked.

  “Yes, Sir.” She spit out the words, hoping she didn’t sound sassy. Dane did not like sassy.

  A spanking or even a full flogging would be better than this torture. At least it wouldn’t last as long and the pain on her ass would be a fine reminder of her transgressions for days to come.

  What the hell was she thinking? Jesus. Did she really want these two men to beat her?

  Aiden flicked his tongue over her clit.

  Yes, she did. At this point she’d rather they spanked her clit itself than continue this not-quite-touching torture.

  “You’re doing well.” Dane stroked her cheek again.

  She took a few shallow breaths and squeezed her eyes shut. She had the fleeting thought that this must be what labor was like. A long, drawn-out fight for concentration in a situation in which one had no control over their body or its reactions to unknown stimuli.

  Dane’s fingers caressed her skin so lightly. He circled her mouth, lifted, circled her earlobe, lifted, circled a nipple. Exquisite and maddening all at once.

  She wanted to buck or arch her chest, but it didn’t help. It only made things worse. Why was she doing this? It was too much. All she had to do was say cannoli and put a stop to this charade.

  She opened her mouth and paused. She closed her mouth and thought hard. You want this. You want to do anything and everything for these men. It was true. She would do anything for them. The reasons were becoming crystal clear as she tried to relax and let her body feel.

  She wanted to please them. She craved this submission role with Aiden and Dane as her Masters unlike she’d ever coveted anything in her life. She was born to be dominated. Three days and that much was undeniable. Three days. Hell, she’d known this fact, at least in her heart, the first time they even suggested it. Her pussy gripped at nothing and pleaded with her to accept this arrangement.

  Maybe if she did well tonight—and tomorrow night—they’d keep her. Let her become their permanent sub. If she could just please them enough…

  Stephanie returned to the present, concentrated on the fingers she couldn’t really ignore. The gentle strokes over her skin that skipped from one spot to another without warning. Never touching just the right spot. Never fulfilling the tight knot in her belly that needed release like a water balloon ready to burst from being overfilled while the water from the faucet continued to trickle into it, stretching it little by little, more and more. There was no way to know when the stretched rubber would give out.

  Aiden licked a circle around her clit. Dane licked a circle around her nipple. They were working in tandem. Dane was running the show, but the result was still a choreographed production of the consummate masterpiece.

  Aiden followed every command without hesitation. He’d had more practice. The two of them had months on her and she would have a lot to learn under their tutelage if they would just let her stay. Was this what they wanted from her?

  Her mouth was dry. She licked her lips.

  “You thirsty, babe?”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  The bed dipped. Footsteps padded away. Returned. Another dip in the mattress. Dane hovered over her with a cube of ice. She opened her mouth like a bird waiting for its mother, anticipating its next meal. She was rewarded with the cold cube as it cooled her lips and traced a circle around her mouth. She flicked it with her tongue.

  Dane pulled it back. “I’ll direct. You’ll follow.” He touched her lips again and again. Tiny drips of water fell into her mouth, not sating her thirst, but taking the edge off the dryness.

  Aiden drew back and blew against her skin. His breath cooled the spots where his tongue had been. She relaxed marginally. She could do this. It wasn’t so bad.

  “Better?”

  “Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir.”

  “Good girl. You’re learning quickly. I knew you could do this.” He traced a line down the center of her face, over her chin, her neck, between her breasts and swirled it in her belly button.

  “I’m going to add several new things now. It’s going to be intense. You still with me?”

  She swallowed. Oh God. What else is there? “Yes, Sir.” Those words were becoming second nature. He was right about one thing, the repetition was sinking in.

  “I want you to experience everything. Well, almost everything. I’ll save a few tricks for later.” He chuckled. That damn plastic bag at her side rustled again. Nothing good ever happened after that noise. She associated the sound with excruciating, intense pleasure. That was the only way to describe this punishment. And he intentionally kept that bag just out of her line of vision.

  Dane pinched her nipple unexpectedly. Again. Again. He plucked it painfully over and over, pulling it toward him and away from her flattened breasts. The traitorous tip pebbled and reached for more between each release. He alternated between both tits, plucking, tugging, pulling, pinching…until she coul
dn’t stop from arching into his hands, pleading with her chest for more.

  The pleasure/pain of nipple play alone brought her so close to orgasm. If he would just keep going, that ball low in her belly would explode with no other source of contact.

  Suddenly, he stopped. Pinched one nipple hard and held it. “Stay still, babe. This will sting, but only for a moment.”

  She didn’t have time to think before something foreign gripped her tender flesh and held it like a vise. It didn’t stop. It stayed. She bit her tongue against the pain and held her breath to keep from screaming. What would she scream? To stop or to do it again?

  Sweat pooled on her brow and on her chest. Droplets ran between her breasts and trickled down her stomach.

  As usual he spoke the truth. The pain lessened. The pressure remained. When he released his hold, something was attached to her. It bounced against her breast just below the offended nipple. She dipped her face to see. Fuck. Nipple clamps. She’d heard of them. Of course. Everyone had. Did people really use them?

  Apparently.

  “Aiden, hold her other nipple for me, will you?”

  Aiden gripped the naked tit with two firm fingers and pinched. She braced herself against the known entity that was about to be repeated. Held her breath as she waited for the pain. The pleasure. The combination that was making her go mad.

  Finally, the second clamp was secured. And just as fast, Aiden dropped her nipple. He circled the tortured bud with his fingers and then moved to the other.

  Stephanie heaved deep breaths. It’s okay. You lived. It’s not so bad.

  “Good girl. I’m so proud of you.” Dane kissed her cheek and then pecked her lips. She opened her mouth and reached for more, but he pulled back. If he would just put his tongue in her mouth the mimicking of a cock in her pussy would make her come. She knew it.

  “You’re so beautiful. Your tits are so fucking sexy with the clamps on them.” He flicked one. It bounced and sent a quick, sharp bolt of pain into her chest. “I love the effect. Don’t you, Aiden?”

  “Yes, Sir. Very much, Sir.” His breath wafted over her puckered nipples and sent goose bumps crawling over her skin. She shivered.