by Tara Rose
“Yeah, I do. So what? Everyone makes mistakes.”
“But everyone doesn’t get caught,” said Lee, his voice soft but too damn sexy for his own good. “You did. So you’re the one who gets punished for it.”
She let out a quick breath that fluttered her bangs. “Punished? Seriously? Can’t I simply retype the letter? Aren’t you two taking this a bit far?”
The corners of Mason’s mouth turned up, and Harper knew they were enjoying the way she’d played this. It sent her arousal to crazy heights. “No. We had something more enduring and impressionable in mind.” He stood, and as her gaze drifted over his crotch, it was easy to see how aroused he was. “Stand up and lean over the desk, Miss Montgomery.”
“You’re joking. This is a place of business. You can’t do this.”
Lee stood and moved next to her, pulling her out of the chair by one arm. “We’re not joking. Don’t make us restrain you, Miss Montgomery.”
“You can’t do that to me. I’ll go to HR.”
Lee nuzzled her neck, and Harper could barely hold back her moan. “We own this company and HR will be on our side. We can do this, and we will. Now lean over the desk and take your punishment like a good secretary. You brought this on yourself.”
He kicked the chair over, and gave her just enough of a gentle shove that she took a few steps forward, stopping as Mason picked up a thick leather strap and smacked it against one palm. The sound it made sent fresh waves of desire coursing through her body, even while she imagined how much that sucker would burn.
He pointed. “We told you to bend over the desk. Do it now.” His voice was so convincing it was scary, but she absolutely loved this.
“No way. You’re not hitting me with that thing.”
“That’s it.” Lee strode over to the credenza and picked up a coil of soft-looking rope. She’d seen bondage rope in Tye Me Up, and she remembered Alexa telling her that it wasn’t like twine or other kinds of rope. It was very soft and made restraining even bare skin safe and comfortable.
He stepped behind her and pulled her arms behind her back before she could protest. All she could was try to keep breathing as he bound her wrists together, with her arms bent at an angle. It didn’t hurt at all, but she couldn’t move her arms, either.
Mason crossed the room and picked up a small cushion from an armchair. “Move her closer to the desk.” Lee lifted her off her feet and placed her down close to the desk, then lowered her torso over it. Mason placed the cushion under her face, and then Lee lifted her skirt.
“No underwear, Miss Montgomery? That’s against dress code regulations.”
She had to turn her face away from them because more laughter bubbled up. This was beyond anything her imagination could have conjured up. It was silly, but it was also decadent and erotic. “I hate wearing it.”
“Then you just earned extra swats,” said Mason.
The first slap from the strap stung like crazy. She yelled and tried to move away, but Lee moved to her side and placed both hands on her lower back. “Hold still so he doesn’t hit the backs of your legs by accident, Miss Montgomery. You did this to yourself. Don’t forget that.”
Mason struck her again. “It hurts!” She hoped they knew she wasn’t calling a safeword.
“It’s supposed to,” said Mason, smacking her a third time. “Careless secretaries get spanked hard when they break the rules.”
He struck her two more times in a row, and now her ass was on fire. She stepped sideways and Mason stopped. Lee retrieved a spreader bar from the credenza and had it on her ankles before she knew what was happening. Now she was completely at their mercy. Her pussy was soaked, and her nipples hummed. This was far beyond what she’d expected, and she hoped they kept it going for hours.
Lee picked up the paddle and walked behind her, and then he gave her five very hard smacks on her ass with it, stopping for only a second in between each swat. She yelled and tried to squirm away because it really did hurt, but at the same time she hoped they weren’t done. This was exquisite.
Her ass hadn’t still been red when she’d awoken, but it was still tender from the impact play she’d taken from them in the club last night.
“I still can’t believe you have on no underwear,” said Mason, running a hand along her ass crack, then underneath to caress her pussy and clit. “And you’re soaking wet. You’re enjoying this.”
“You can’t touch me there, Mister Sinclair. It’s not allowed.”
“Is that so?” Mason slipped a finger into her pussy, and Harper couldn’t hold back her moan. “You don’t seem to mind too much, do you?”
Harper moaned again and pushed her ass back toward Mason, hoping he wasn’t done. “Stop it. This is entirely inappropriate.” Her voice came out soft and feathery, but how could she help that?
Lee unbuttoned her blouse and then grasped her breasts. “What are you going to do about it, Miss Montgomery? You’re tied up.”
“Stop that, Mister Parker.”
“I don’t think you really want me to stop.” Lee nuzzled her neck as he rolled her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, teasing them into tight points. “I think you wore no bra on purpose, so we’d see your tits through this silky blouse. I think you believed that if you came here and seduced us, we wouldn’t punish you.”
Harper could only moan again. The more he said, the more aroused she became.
Mason took his finger out of her pussy and caressed her sore ass cheeks. “What do you think? Has she had enough paddling?”
“Not even close.” Lee let go of her breasts and walked behind the desk. She watched him pick up a small leather paddle with holes in it, and she began to yell even before he handed it to Mason. Lee chuckled, then played with her nipples again as Mason gave each ass cheek five hard smacks with it.
Tears stung her eyes, but her pussy was so wet it was ridiculous. How could something burn like this but feel so incredible at the same time? Lee let go of her breasts and walked around behind her, while Mason took his place. He teased them with his fingers, sending tiny jolts of electricity straight to her throbbing clit.
Mason played with her asshole, her wet slit, and her clit before he delivered ten blows to each cheek with the demon paddle. Tears streamed down Harper’s face by the time he was done, and she couldn’t even breathe. All she could do was whimper.
“You got quiet, Miss Montgomery.” Mason’s voice was teasing, sexy. “No more smart-ass comments?”
She shook her head, and then Lee grabbed her hair and lifted her head so she had to look at him. “What do you think, Miss Montgomery? Have you learned your lesson yet?”
“Yes, Mister Parker,” she whispered.
The grin on his face forced more moans from her throat. “I don’t think you have. Not quite.” Lee stood her up and turned her around to face Mason, then moved behind her and sat on the desk, his legs apart. He lifted her again and moved her backwards until her ass grazed his crotch and she felt his bulge underneath the jeans. He pushed her blouse open so that her breasts were free. “I think she needs these punished as well, since she has no qualms about not covering them with a bra.”
“What do you mean?” She watched Mason move out of view, heard rustling, and then when he moved into her line of vision again, he swung a thick flogger in the air. “No…”
Lee nuzzled her neck again. “Yes. Turn your head to the side.”
She did, and then cried out as Mason threw the flogger against her nipples. He gave her five hard smacks across both of them. It stung like crazy, but she loved it as much as she’d loved them punishing her ass.
“Let’s take off her clothes. They’re in the way.”
“No! You can’t do that.”
“Be quiet, Miss Montgomery. You brought this punishment on yourself.” Lee untied her arms and then he took off her blouse, almost tearing it. He held her arms behind her back while Mason took off the spreader, then pulled off her skirt. He kissed her pussy lips, teasing them with his
tongue, while she squirmed against Lee’s hold.
“Stop that. You can’t do that.”
“I’ll do much more than that, Miss Montgomery.”
Mason picked her up and carried her to the sofa. She cried out and writhed in his arms, but he was far too strong. She glanced around to watch Lee bring over the rope, lube, condoms, and an armful of toys.
As soon as Mason laid her down, she tried to scramble to a sitting position, but they were faster. Mason took off her shoes while Lee took bondage cuffs and wrapped them around each wrist, then clipped them together. He and Mason tied each ankle with the rope then tied the other ends to what she assumed were legs on the furniture.
Lee gazed down into her face with what could only be called love in his eyes, and her heart skipped a beat.
“You okay?” he asked softly. “Really? This is me slipping out of role play for a second.”
She nodded. “Yes, Sir,” she whispered. “I love this.” She was spread-eagled, on her back, completely naked and at their mercy again. How could any woman not love that?
“Good girl.”
Harper knew that no matter what happened with Dennis, or anything else in her life for that matter, she was absolutely crazy about these two. She wasn’t leaving this house or them. Not ever. And she wasn’t going to let Dennis intimidate her any longer. She was with her two Doms, and the rest of the world would just have to deal with that.
Chapter Sixteen
Mason picked up the paddle again, gave her pussy five hard smacks, and then he swung the strap in the air, letting her listen to the whine it made. “No,” she said, whimpering, “Not that. Not on my pussy. It hurts so much.”
“More than on your nipples?” He brushed it across them and she whimpered again. It would really hurt if he used that on them, and she didn’t want to stop this with a safeword. She was having too much fun.
“No. Not more than on them. Please don’t use that on my breasts, Mister Sinclair. I’ll be good from now on. I’ll proofread all my letters, and I’ll wear a bra.”
Mason gave her nipples a halfhearted smack with the strap, and Harper yelped. “And panties?”
“Yes. Panties, too.”
He glanced toward Lee, who still stood at her head, and Harper looked up to see him smirk. “I don’t believe her. Do you?”
“Hell no.” Mason struck her pussy ten times with the strap, and Harper yelled like crazy. She felt like her entire body was on fire by the time he stopped, but at the same time, she wanted more. This was so fucking erotic. When Mason knelt between her legs and sucked her clit, slipping two fingers into her wetness, she gasped.
Lee pulled the straight-backed chair over and sat in front of her face, taking out his cock. It looked ready to burst, and she licked her lips. “That’s right,” he said softly. “That’s exactly where I’m putting my dick. Into that ripe mouth of yours.”
“No. You can’t do that.”
He grasped her head and held it still. “I can, and I will. Now open your mouth and wrap your lips around my cock, or I will paddle your ass until you can’t sit down at your desk for a week.”
She could hardly breathe. He sounded so convincing, and that was so hot that she did as he asked and opened her mouth. He pushed his dick all the way in, and Harper relaxed her throat muscles so she wouldn’t gag, because there was no way she wanted this to stop.
Mason stood, took out his dick, put on a condom, and then knelt between her legs and plunged his cock into her pussy. Harper moaned loudly in the back of her throat as he fucked her rough and deep, massaging her clit at the same time. The reality of them fucking her like this, while she was tied up, and both men still dressed, was so over the top sexy that she came in a matter of seconds.
Mason groaned, but when he pulled out she was delighted to see that he hadn’t come yet. He took off his condom. Lee stood, moved between her legs, put one on, and shoved his dick into her pussy. Mason pushed his cock into her mouth and played with her tits as both men fucked her silly.
Harper couldn’t even think. She never wanted this to end. When her mouth filled with hot, salty cum, she swallowed every tasty drop. Lee pulled out of her pussy and stood over her, pulling on his dick, until he splashed his cum all over her breasts.
Both men put their cocks back into their jeans, and then they untied her. “Take a quick bathroom break,” said Mason. “But we’re not done yet.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
As soon as she came back into the room, Mason scooped her up in his arms and sat on the sofa, draping her over his right knee. He pinned her legs with his left one, and Lee told her to put her arms behind her back. She did, and then he put the cuffs back on and clipped them together.
“Haven’t I been punished enough?”
“Not a chance,” said Mason. “You let two executives fuck you. That’s a serious offense, Miss Montgomery.”
“But you didn’t give me a choice.”
“You seduced us,” said Lee. “Coming in here with no underwear on. We know that’s why you did that.” He brushed a finger over her asshole, and then slipped it inside. Harper gasped. It was covered in lube, and it felt so damn good that she almost came again. “You thought if you let us fuck your pussy and suck your big tits, we wouldn’t paddle you. Is that right?”
He moved his finger in and out, and Harper moaned loudly as waves of pleasure coursed through her body. “No…no. That’s not true.”
“Yes it is. Why else would you walk in here dressed like this?”
He pulled his finger out and Mason slapped both ass cheeks at once with a leather paddle. It stung so badly that sweat pooled around her hairline again, but she welcomed the pain. It was all mixed up with pleasure, and she never wanted them to stop.
“Does that hurt?” asked Mason.
“Yes,” she whispered.
“Maybe by the time we’re done you’ll have learned a lesson.” He gave her ten swats in a row, and tears stung her eyes. She floated away to the same place she’d been last night in the club, where pain and pleasure became one. When she heard one of them put on a condom, she swiveled her head around to watch Lee put more lube on his finger.
He inserted it into her ass, stretching the walls, and then Mason moved her hips outward so that she faced Lee. Lee slipped his dick into her asshole, slowly and gently. Harper groaned loudly as the fullness and peace descended on her. Mason reached around her torso and played with her right nipple while Lee fucked her ass. She was out of her mind with the need to come again.
When Lee pulled out, she thought they were going to change places, but Mason began hitting her ass again, this time with the strap he’d used earlier. She wasn’t sure how much more she could take, but he stopped before the pain overwhelmed her. He helped her stand, and then she was draped over Lee’s leg.
“No,” she whispered. “Please…I’ve learned my lesson. No more paddling. Please. I can’t take anymore.”
“Too bad,” said Lee. He caressed her sore ass cheeks, and when he began to spank her with his bare hand, it wasn’t as hard as the other implements had struck her. She didn’t know if he was holding back on purpose, or if he was merely tired, but she loved him for it. It still stung, but now she could easily take it, and that made her so proud. She wanted to please them. She wanted to do this for them.
Mason put on a condom and filled her asshole with more lube, then fucked her in the ass for a few minutes while Lee played with her nipples. Both men helped her stand after Lee pulled out, and then they took off her wrist cuffs and laid her on her back again. She wasn’t restrained but it didn’t matter. She was too tired to try and get away.
She gazed up at both of them, and the compulsion to tell them she was in love with them was suddenly so strong, but she held back. Fresh tears stung her eyes as they hit her pussy again with the paddle that had burned her ass cheeks so hard, but they didn’t do it for very long, and she imagined they were tired as well.
Lee knelt between her legs and licked her
pussy, slipping two fingers into her wetness, while Mason sucked her nipples and played with her breasts. “You have the nicest tits of any secretary in this company. I’m going to do this every day. I’m going to call you into my office every afternoon and fuck you, and there’s nothing you can do about it.”
Harper managed a weak sound of protest. “You can’t do that.”
“I can do anything I want do. You’re mine.”
She smiled. She was his. His and Lee’s. And that’s exactly what she wanted to be. But if she told them she loved them and it wasn’t what they wanted to hear, she’d be nothing but a damn fool. No. That admission had to wait.
She pushed the conflicted thoughts away as the men changed places. Mason sucked her clit, and within seconds another climax crashed over her. Harper moaned, but she had no strength to do much else. Lee played with her nipples, and then Mason put on another condom and fucked her pussy. Lee put one on as well, and the men took turns, fucking her lazily inside her pussy, until she was certain she’d never walk again. She didn’t even care if she did or not, because this was too exquisite for words.
By the time they each finally came again, there wasn’t a spot on her body that didn’t hurt, but it was a sweet burn because it was mixed up with her love for them, the adoring looks they each gave her, and the way they took turns holding her and stroking her soaking wet hair and skin.
They’d never even undressed or taken off their glasses, and that had turned her on as much as anything. It made the whole playacting so much more real. She wanted to bring all their fantasies to life, and please them in every way. This was what she’d waited for her entire adult life, and now she had it. Right here. In this big, beautiful home, with the two sexiest, most adorable engineers at Notus.
Nothing could ruin this. She simply wouldn’t allow it.
* * * *
The next week passed by in a blur for Harper. She had asked Lee and Mason about going out with some of the people in her department, and also how much she could say at work. They told her to let the whole world know she was dating them if she wanted to, and that they thought it was a great idea to go out with them. It was important to her work environment.