Bound to be Tamed: Emergence, Book 2

by Becca Jameson

  She did as he asked, straightening her spine and crossing her legs.

  Dane held the plate in his lap. He broke off a piece of bacon and brought it to her lips. Oh God. He intends to feed me again.

  Her taste buds jumped to life as the bacon melted on her tongue, chasing away any concern she had over being fed.

  Aiden picked up a piece of pineapple and rubbed it across her lips before slipping it inside.

  The tangy sweetness brought a sound to her lips. She had to stifle a moan.

  Aiden scooped up a forkful of fluffy eggs and offered the bite to her as she leaned into him.

  She should have been humiliated, but she couldn’t bring herself to care. She was too hungry. Besides, the other women on the porch were receiving the same treatment.

  A strawberry followed the eggs. Aiden tapped her nose with it first and then her chin. As she opened her mouth, he continued to tease her, stroking the berry lightly across the swell of her breasts before bringing it to her mouth.

  It burst with flavor when she bit into it. Either she was starving, the act of being fed enhanced her taste buds or Steve had an excellent produce guy.

  Another bite of bacon and then eggs followed at the hand of Dane.

  Aiden held a glass to her lips next and she sipped fresh-squeezed orange juice. He only allowed a taste and then set the tall glass back down. She longed to let the cool, sweet liquid run down her throat until it was gone, but she wasn’t at liberty to make choices here. She would dine on the whims of her Doms.

  It took far longer for Stephanie to eat than it had the men. They teased her with small and large bites of food in a slow process until she finally grew full. In the end, they even let her polish off the orange juice, but Aiden still controlled the glass and the rate.

  Satisfied, she sat back when Dane handed her a cup of coffee. Apparently she would be permitted this one little luxury on her own.

  She kept her face between the men’s knees until her mug was empty. When Dane took it from her, he motioned for her to turn around and face the room. He never broke from the conversation he was having, as though she were a pet and he merely wanted to settle her at his feet.

  She tried to concentrate on the men, but found herself watching the women instead.

  Darren’s sub squirmed at his feet several times, receiving a pinch on her shoulder.

  Stephanie watched her. The woman apparently needed to use the restroom and didn’t have permission to ask.

  Finally Darren turned toward her. “Go.” He pointed at the door.

  She scrambled to her feet and headed for the house.

  “Would you like to go with Melissa?” Dane asked.

  Should she? It seemed prudent. The last thing she wanted was to find herself needing the restroom at a time when she wouldn’t receive permission. “Yes, Sir.”

  “Melissa,” Darren called as the woman entered the house. “Take Stephanie with you.”

  “Yes, Sir.” She paused just inside the house and waited for Stephanie to catch up.

  Stephanie’s legs ached. Sitting on the ground was not comfortable. Silently she followed the other sub down a short hall and into a large bathroom. She didn’t speak, unsure what the protocol was for talking to another sub. She’d follow the lead Melissa set.

  As soon as the door clicked shut behind Stephanie, Melissa lifted her gaze and smiled. “You’re doing great,” she praised. “I can’t believe you just joined the lifestyle a few days ago. I never could have survived a gathering like this for about two months.” Melissa quickly padded over to the toilet and sat down. “God, I’ve needed to go for about an hour.”

  Stephanie looked away. Sure, women did pee together, but not usually in the same room, not usually when they hadn’t met before, not usually when they were sober, and never naked.

  She glanced in the mirror to see her cheeks flushed and her curls wild around her face. Not hard to believe. She hadn’t combed her hair since it was wet. “Lord, I’m a mess.” She tried to run her fingers through the tangles and tame the locks to no avail.

  “You look great. Your hair is gorgeous,” Melissa stated as she flushed the toilet and headed to the sink. “Don’t you need to go?” she asked. “You’d better try anyway. I find I take any opportunity I get, just in case.”

  Stephanie shuffled to the toilet, lifted her skirt and sat precariously on the seat. It was embarrassing, but at least she had on more clothes than Melissa, who didn’t even seem to notice.

  “Are you doing okay?”

  “I guess. It’s overwhelming,” Stephanie said as she washed her hands and smoothed her dress down. It didn’t do any good. She was almost as exposed as Melissa.

  “It’s like that at first, but Aiden and Dane are so kind and gentle, I’m sure you’ll transition well.”

  “Really? You think so? How can you tell that from just one hour?”

  “Oh, girl.” Melissa laughed. “If you really have as little experience in the lifestyle as Darren says, believe me, you win hands down. I’ve never seen anyone transition so quickly.” Melissa opened a drawer and pulled out a tube of toothpaste and two brushes. “Steve’s sub, Sheila, always keeps a pile of supplies in here. She’s a gem. I can’t stand not having good breath.” She handed a new toothbrush still in the wrapper to Stephanie.

  “Thanks. You’re being so kind.”

  “I’ll help any way I can. I’ve been with Darren for four years now. I do know the ropes. He’s demanding, but I love him.”

  Four years? She couldn’t imagine such a long time in this role. Right then, four hours seemed like a lifetime.

  As soon as Melissa rinsed, she stepped back for Stephanie to have the sink. “Are you ready to do the scene?”

  Stephanie paused with the toothbrush still in her mouth. “What scene?” she asked around the bubbles.

  Melissa frowned. “Huh. No one told you? Interesting. I’m surprised. I don’t think Darren ever led me blind into anything when I was new.”

  What the fuck?

  Melissa bit her lip. “Maybe I’m confused. But I do know Darren is going to do a spanking scene with me for you to watch.”

  Stephanie stood and froze, her mouth rinsed but still wet. She tossed her toothbrush in the trash. “He’s going to spank you for no reason in front of everyone?”

  Melissa giggled. “Oh, you are new. Don’t worry. He always has a reason. But it’s freeing. It’s different for everyone, but for me it brings out endorphins that make me feel high as though I smoked pot.”

  “Do you? Smoke pot, I mean?” Stephanie had no idea why she honed in on that detail. And she regretted blurting out that question as soon as it left her lips.

  “Oh, hell no. I’m just imagining.” She giggled again. “It’s like a release. I love an occasional spanking. And being watched raises the bar.”

  “You enjoy having people watch you?” Stephanie was still stunned. She knew Aiden and Dane expected her to loosen up when it came to public displays. She also assumed they would want to do some scenes with her eventually, but enjoy it? That idea hadn’t entered her mind.

  “Love it,” she whispered, as though it were a secret. “I will come fast and hard, so don’t blink.”

  Stephanie gasped. She had to pinch her lips together to avoid offending Melissa with her shock. The woman not only admitted she would orgasm in front of everyone, but she predicted it would be quick. Geez. This morning was full of surprises.

  “Let’s go.” Melissa took Stephanie’s hand. “They’re going to be waiting on us.”

  Stephanie let the cute blond pixie pull her through the house. Her straight hair was held back in a ponytail at the base of her neck and Stephanie concentrated on the sway of hair to keep from freaking out. What on earth was about to happen next?

  Chapter Nine

  Aiden watched closely as Stephanie reemerged from the house behind Melissa. Her face was flushed and she appeared more timid than she had earlier. He’d hoped Melissa would allay some of her fears, but somethi
ng had set Stephanie back a few steps.

  Steve stood as soon as the women returned. “Shall we move to the playroom?” He clapped his hands together and led the way back inside.

  Aiden stepped in front of Dane and took Stephanie by the hand on his way by. “Everything okay?” he whispered with his lips touching her ear.

  She cricked her neck to one side when his breath hit her skin, her mouth quirking up the tiniest amount. “Don’t you guys have to get to work?”

  He paused and tipped her head up so he could look her in the eye. “We took the lunch shift off today. We have capable employees. What’s this about?”

  She swallowed and tried to wiggle her chin from his grasp. Her eyes darted downward.

  “Look at me,” he commanded.

  “Sir, you didn’t tell me we were going to…watch a scene.” She blinked several times, but at least she made eye contact.

  “We aren’t always going to tell you everything, especially if it makes you this anxious. But who cares if we watch a scene?” She puzzled him.

  “I…” She dodged his gaze again.

  “Stephanie,” he admonished. “Trust Dane and I to make the right decisions, please. Have we given you any reason to doubt us yet?”

  Dane laid a hand on Aiden’s shoulder and listened in.

  “No, Sir.” Her words were weak. She had no conviction.

  Trust was earned. Aiden intended to earn it. “Let’s reserve judgment until after it’s deserved, okay?”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  Aiden set his hand on her neck and propelled her forward. They were the last to enter the playroom. He took a seat in one of the two chairs situated next to each other several feet from a spanking bench. It appeared the equipment in the room was all movable and whatever apparatus was being used could be placed in the center of the room for easier viewing.

  Stephanie visibly shook as Aiden pressed her shoulders to let her know she should kneel before him on the pillow next to his feet.

  Dane took the chair on her other side and set a hand on her neck. “Assume the kneeling position, baby, but keep your head up and your eyes on Melissa.”

  She knelt down and clasped her hands behind her, so tight her knuckles turned white.

  “Spread your knees, Stephanie.” Aiden tapped her thigh.

  She trembled, but did as he said.

  She looked so sexy. Her hair tumbled down her back in ringlets. Her breasts raised slightly with her shoulders pulled back, the upper swells visible. Her skirt was full enough to allow her legs to separate as far as he and Aiden desired. Additionally, the material pulled apart, causing the slit provided by the bottom unfettered buttons to spread.

  With a few more adjustments to both the top and bottom of the dress, she would be considerably more exposed. Aiden hoped to get the opportunity…and that she would allow it.

  He and Dane had discussed her unease in great detail. Neither man wanted to push her comfort level beyond what she could handle. They had every intention of easing her into trying new things, but if either man suspected she wasn’t ready to go forward at any time, they would put a halt to the game and back up a step.

  Neither had any desire to break her spirit. The idea was to awaken her sexual awareness and amp up her arousal every day. Aiden felt confident that would be accomplished by discipline and patience. So far Stephanie had exuded every indication she was submissive. Aiden believed deep in his heart she would open her mind to new ideas every day, and her experiences would grow in number in direct correlation to her sexual cravings.

  Right now, she was about to watch Melissa get spanked. Aiden had witnessed a spanking on several occasions. It always made him hornier than ever to watch a person, male or female, give their bare ass over to their Dom. Each pink print the sub received was another mark of trust and devotion.

  Would Stephanie understand, and even mimic, the emotions Melissa revealed as she fell into sync with her Dom and his wish to punish her or reward her with his hand?

  Aiden had his own reservations. He wasn’t immune to the fact that this was new to him too. Could he even spank that pretty ass? Part of him itched to do so. He wanted to bring out the submissive in her. But he was also concerned about this choice and how fast they were all three assuming these new roles. The responsibility he and Dane had toward Stephanie was immense.

  Dane whispered in her ear, loud enough for Aiden to hear, but not enough to disrupt the room. “How does the spanking bench make you feel?”

  She never removed her gaze from the wooden apparatus in the center of the room. Aiden tried to imagine it through her eyes. Shaped like a small picnic table, the smooth black leather covering the top and sides added a level of comfort to the sub.

  Darren had his sub’s undivided attention as he guided her toward the bench and lifted her onto it by the waist. She settled her stomach in the middle of the top. It was only wide enough to suspend her. Her breasts hung loose on both sides. Her elbows and knees rested on the two lower four-inch-wide, padded sides.

  Melissa turned her head and set her cheek on the leather.

  Darren circled her slowly. He’d removed his shirt and stood before her in black jeans. He brushed her hair away from her face and kissed her tenderly on the lips.

  Aiden balanced his concentration between the scene and Stephanie. His sub didn’t move except to sway slightly back and forth. She shivered when Aiden traced his fingers up her back and curled them around her neck under her hair. “You didn’t answer Dane’s question,” he reminded her. “How do you feel seeing Melissa prepare to be spanked?”

  “I’m not sure,” she whispered. The room was very quiet, except for the occasional exchanges between the Doms and the subs.

  Aiden glanced at Dane. He nodded back. They’d been together three years. By now a silent gesture was enough to know they were on the same page.

  Stephanie was fine so far. They both watched her out of one corner of their eyes.

  Darren continued to circle his sub, but he added a slight touch now and then, grazing his hand up her calf, her thigh, her buttocks, her arm.

  Melissa flinched on occasion, and Aiden was close enough to see goose bumps rise on her skin.

  After several minutes, Darren paused and buckled her to the bench, moving from corner to corner until he had both ankles and wrists secured.

  Melissa breathed heavily.

  Aiden knew she’d done this lots of times, but clearly the anticipation never died down.

  She squirmed on the bench and Darren set a hand on her lower back. “Stay still. You aren’t to get yourself off by rubbing your clit against the leather.”

  Stephanie gasped and Aiden squeezed her neck again. “The anticipation is worse than the actual spanking,” he whispered.

  When the first slap hit Melissa’s ass, Stephanie jerked as much as the poor sub on the bench. With each successive spank, Stephanie calmed a little at a time.

  Melissa’s ass turned a nice shade of pink as handprints spread across her exposed skin.

  Darren was a master at ensuring the right amount of coverage at the right speed to lure Melissa into a deep sub space. She began to moan after a few minutes and Darren didn’t admonish her. Each time she wiggled her ass, he stopped and held her down by her lower back.

  As the pink turned to red, he spanked lower on her thighs. Without warning, he reached between her legs and dragged his fingers through her pussy.

  Melissa bucked and whimpered. Darren sauntered around to her front and held the wet fingers to her lips. “Taste yourself.”

  She sucked them in greedily, moaning around the digits as she licked.

  “Good girl.” He circled back to her ass and stroked the raised skin with his palms. When he was satisfied, he spanked her again several times in succession and then reached between her legs again. He held her steady across her ass with one forearm and pumped into her pussy with the fingers of his other hand.

  Melissa screamed and writhed beneath the onslaught. After only momen
ts, she stiffened and Aiden could practically see the orgasm as it washed through her body, shaking every muscle until she was completely spent and relaxed against the bench.

  Darren soothed her, rubbing his hands all over her body and whispering words Aiden couldn’t hear directly into her ear. When he finally unbuckled her from the bench, she was limp and tired. He lifted her and carried her to a plush beanbag chair where he laid her down and covered her with a blanket.

  Aiden caught Dane’s eye and then reached behind Stephanie. He watched her face as he swiped his fingers through her folds.

  She gasped and leaned forward, but didn’t break form more than that.

  And she was wet. Very wet. Aiden grinned. “I think you’re ready.”

  She twisted her neck and met his gaze without permission. Her mouth fell open.

  Dane tapped her chin to remind her she was out of form. “Yes, Steph. You can do it. You’ve proven by your reactions and your soaking pussy that you found the spanking titillating. We know you’re curious. Interested. We’re going to give you that experience now.”

  “Here?” she mumbled.

  Dane chuckled. “Yes. Unless you’d rather go outside in the back yard.” He stood and stepped across the room.

  In the corner was a cabinet stocked with several items. Aiden had seen inside it in the past.

  While Darren was soothing his sub, Dane grabbed the wipes and cleaned off the bench. After tossing the soiled towels in the trash, he aimed straight for Stephanie. “It’s time, little sub. All these people are going to enjoy your first scene. Look at them.”

  Aiden smiled. Dane was good. So good. He knew what it would do to Stephanie to remind her both verbally and visibly that several people were watching her.

  Aiden and Dane had attended spanking and flogging seminars. They knew the logistics. They’d practiced on other subs. And Darren had agreed to help them this first time with Stephanie.

  Stephanie bit her lip and peeked around the room. She didn’t let her eyes stay long in any one spot. She couldn’t hold still. Her knees ached from kneeling so long. And she’d been so stiff, all her muscles rebelled at the idea of standing.