by Zara Chase
Still kissing Rex, she felt Josh’s hair brush against her breast as his lips descended on the nipple. At the same time, his hands circled her neck. They came away again almost at once, but something was now fastened round it. She lifted one of her own hands and encountered a collar. She pulled her lips away from Rex’s and asked Josh a question with her eyes.
“Just making sure you know who you belong to,” he said.
“With a collar?”
“Babe, in our world, that means everything.”
Ellie didn’t argue, even though she wanted to tell them that she didn’t belong to anyone other than herself. Besides, she knew they didn’t want her as a permanent presence in their lives. Why would they when she was incapable of arranging a simple press conference without putting their entire investment under threat? Put that way, she guessed she owed them this “no cords attached” frolic. Hell, who was she trying to kid? She was now as much into it as they were.
Josh reached over the side of the tub and produced a length of lightweight plastic-covered chain. He attached one end to the front of the collar whilst Rex fitted a section round her waist. Two more sections attached to her waist and splayed round the sides of her breasts, also attaching to the collar. Another length was attached to the back of the collar and fixed to the chain at her waist. Rex produced nipple clamps, not attached with a chain this time, and affixed them. Ellie sighed as the hard peaks became even more sensitized.
“How does that feel?” Josh asked.
“No complaints here. What is it?”
“Something we dreamed up for you,” Rex said, tweaking one of her clamped nipples until she groaned.
“I love to see a woman in chains,” Josh said, looking at her with deep appreciation. “And, trust me, babe, you don’t disappoint.”
“It makes me feel—” Ellie paused. How did it make her feel? “Kind of subservient, but I guess that’s the point.”
“You dislike the feeling?” Rex asked, anxiety in his tone.
“Not in the least.” She smiled at each of them in turn. “Do your worst, boys.”
Josh chuckled. “Now that’s not the sort of invitation you hear every day,” he said. “Open your legs for me, Ellie.”
Ellie’s knees fell apart, and she glanced at him with expectancy. His large hand went straight to her pussy, and he rubbed the heel of his hand hard across her trimmed pubic hair. Ellie sighed, unsure whether she was more turned on by Josh’s hand, the attention Rex was giving to one of her clamped nipples, or the gushing water tantalizing her most sensitive places. When several of Josh’s fingers found their way inside, she gave up trying to figure it out and gave them her complete attention.
“No one gave you permission to move,” Josh said. “Keep completely still.”
Rex increased the pressure on her left nipple. She squealed. It felt as though he was biting it. He wasn’t of course. The clamp was responsible for that sensation, but she couldn’t help wishing that it was Rex’s teeth doing the damage. Where had that thought come from? Only days ago Ellie would have thought she would hate the pain.
“We’re gonna fuck you together, right here in this tub,” Rex said. “You okay with that?”
“How?” she asked breathlessly.
“Later,” Josh said. “First off, you need to be punished for running away.”
“I didn’t run. I—”
“Shush.” Rex placed a finger against her lips. “There’s no getting out of it, I’m afraid.”
Ellie absolutely didn’t want to get out of it. Anticipation ricocheted through her as she waited to be told what to do.
“Kneel up on the seat here,” Josh said.
Ellie wiggled into position. The seat was padded and she was perfectly comfortable, both kneeling and being dressed in chains. She began to understand now what the guys got out of this. She ought to feel humiliated but instead felt sexy as hell. The admiration in their gazes made her realize that although she was the one in binds, she actually had control of the situation. They’d release her in a heartbeat if she asked them to, but why would she do that? She was having an unimaginable time, lording it over these two hunks whilst pretending to be at their mercy.
She noticed Rex reach for the controls, churning up the whirling water. A bit like her expectations, she supposed, hoping that it wouldn’t be too long before her personal juices were bubbling as energetically as the water in the tub.
“Lean over the edge and stick your ass in the air,” Josh said in a thick voice.
Ellie did as he asked, suspecting she knew what would happen next. Josh didn’t disappoint. His hand came down hard on her backside, the water making the slapping sound loud in the cavernous room. She jerked her head, but the chain attached to the collar restricted her movement. She was about to complain only to realize when the sensation hit her that the limited movement increased the sensation. The collar half choked her as she tugged against it, her breathing fractured and her heightened awareness of her own body took her to a new level.
“What happened?” she asked breathlessly.
“It’s more addictive than cocaine once you get used to it,” Rex said. “You okay?”
“Wonderful!”
Josh’s hand came down a little harder. This time she deliberately jerked her head in time with the slap and was rewarded with a shortage of breath that produced a warm buzz through her entire body.
“She’s a fast learner,” Rex said, a smile in his voice.
“Self-improvement’s a fundamental right,” Josh agreed.
This time when his hand came down, a finger invaded her anus. Instinctively she flinched, putting more pressure on her neck when her head snapped back. She didn’t panic but felt lucid and almost hallucinogenic, floating somewhere outside of herself in a highly aroused condition that exceeded anything she’d ever known before. As Rex continued to play with her clamped nipple and Josh’s finger delved a little deeper, the sexual chemistry between them sizzled hotter than the water in the tub. Ellie expelled a prolonged sigh, screwed her eyes tightly closed, and went with her feelings, unafraid to express herself in a way she’d never have dreamed possible as little as a week ago.
“Better late than never,” she said aloud, not bothering to explain herself further. They probably knew precisely what she meant anyway.
“Feel that, babe,” Josh said softly. “Just breathe deep and take it. I’m gonna spank you a little harder.”
And he did. She cried out as a series of mini-orgasms ripped through her body. Ellie writhed in her kneeling position, every nerve end on fire as both guys continued to torture her with ruthless efficiency, seeming to know precisely how far to go, withdrawing before she actually climaxed properly.
“She’s ready,” Ellie heard Rex say.
Ellie wanted to tell them that she’d been ready since they dragged her from the sauna but suspected that if she did so, they’d punish her by making her wait.
“Looks that way,” Josh agreed.
Strong hands grabbed her waist, and before she could figure out what was happening, she was lifted from the seat and found herself facing Josh’s broad chest. Her clamped nipples rubbed abrasively against the hairs on it as she kneeled on either side of his thighs. His erection rose thick and angry from his springy pubic hair. Ellie glanced at it and bit back a smile. He wasn’t nearly as controlled as he made out.
“You look good enough to eat in all those chains,” Josh told her, his lips roving over hers as he kissed her with heart-stopping precision.
“I need you to fuck me,” she said on a strangled moan when he broke the kiss. “I don’t think I can wait much longer.”
“You need to learn patience.”
“Then stop making me so hot.”
Josh taunted her by rubbing the tip of his prick against her clit. Ellie moaned and tried to lift herself onto it, even though she knew it would get her punished. Especially because she knew that.
“You want that inside you?”
“Don�
��t tease me, Josh.” Ellie threw her head back and wailed. “I’m on fire here.”
“Would we tease you, babe?” Josh and Rex shared a chuckle. “Lean forward and hold the edge of the tub.”
Ellie did so, aware that her ass was now sticking in the air, right within range of Rex, who was standing directly behind her. His fingers immediately went to work, investigating. She pushed her butt against him, just to make sure he didn’t let up. Meanwhile, Josh lifted her hips and lowered her onto the tip of his prick, keeping his hands in place to prevent her from sinking all the way down.
“Slowly,” he said teasingly. “No condom in place yet.”
“Forget it,” she said breathlessly. “I have birth control covered.”
“You sure?”
“Absolutely sure. Just fuck me stupid. I love being chained up like this, but I don’t have your staying power.”
“You heard the lady,” Josh said in a smug tone.
“Sure did.”
One of Rex’s hands came down hard across her ass, just as Josh released her hips and allowed her to take a little bit more of his massive cock inside her. She groaned, so close yet so far away.
“Leave us to do the work,” Josh said in an admonishing tone, “or you don’t get to come.”
“Sorry.” She gasped as she felt the tip of Rex’s prick invade her ass. “Oh God, I don’t think I can take this for much longer.”
“We’re hurting you?” Josh asked anxiously.
“No, you’re driving me wild.”
Josh chuckled. “Wild is good. We need you to let those inhibitions go.”
“What inhibitions? I’m wearing chains and a collar in a hot tub with two naked guys. You don’t get much more uninhibited than that.”
“Take some more of it for me, babe.” Josh eased her down onto him. “Christ, that’s so fucking tight.”
Rex pushed into her ass, gently at first and, when she didn’t put up objections, with more determination. As though choreographed, the two men worked their way into her. She remained stock still and waited, wondering how it would feel.
She soon found out. Tingling exhilaration nipped at every inch of her body as it pulsated with anticipation and growing need. A volcanic jolt rocked her as both men drove themselves all the way home and started to move so slowly she wanted to scream with frustration. Rex’s balls crashed against her buttocks as he upped the tempo. Josh’s prick filled her cunt to the limit, stretching her almost to the breaking point. She absolutely adored the feeling.
“You like that, babe?” Rex asked breathlessly from behind her.
“I love it,” she said. “I love having you both fucking me, but I’m close. I need to come soon. I can’t hold it for much longer.”
Rex obviously grabbed the chains from behind and pulled her head back. As Josh increased the pace as well, she felt the breath being restricted in her throat and a great sense of well-being overcame her. This was as close to an “out of body” experience as she was ever likely to come, and Ellie didn’t intend to waste the moment. She wanted to speak, to tell them how it felt. She didn’t have enough breath.
“Come for us, Ellie.” Josh’s voice, deep and forceful, penetrated her heady state. “Feel our cocks fucking you. You’re something else, you know that?”
“Let it all go,” Rex growled, pummeling her ass like a man demented. “We’ll stay with you all the way.”
She was close to losing consciousness when her orgasm hit her. She growled as she milked Josh’s huge prick, now pounding into her fast and urgently. Rex’s was doing the same thing from behind, and Ellie rode the wave until it crested in a rarefied atmosphere that fragmented her senses and sent a starburst of carnal sensation spiraling through her body. She had never known anything like it, had never imagined such a deep, volcanic explosion was possible, and wanted it to last forever.
Rex relaxed the pressure on her neck, just as he and Josh detonated deep inside her, groaning and pulsating. Their pleasure sent renewed shards of liquid excitement speeding through her bloodstream, and a gentler yet even more deeply satisfying climax sent her body into renewed spasms.
“Whew!” Rex turned the setting on the tub down and the bubbles settled into a gentle caress on Ellie’s sensitized skin. “You okay, babe?” he asked.
“That was…er, quite something.”
Ellie gently touched each of their faces in turn, aware of the inadequacy of her words. She was still in the zone, felt torpidly relaxed and reluctant to come back to reality. Expressing how she felt about what they’d just done to her, the realities about herself they’d forced her to confront, was completely beyond Ellie at that point.
“It sure was.” Josh kissed her softly and started detaching the chains. Then the collar was released. “Your neck might be a bit sore for a while.”
“A small price to pay.”
“Come on.” Josh stood up and offered her his hand. “Let’s get you showered and tucked up in bed. You’ve had a long day.”
Chapter Thirteen
“Do you regret that your father died, Josh?”
Josh stared straight into the camera and didn’t flinch. “Put yourself in my position, Carla. A drunk who poisoned everything he touched and didn’t do an honest day’s work in his life. I could lie and say the accepted thing about missing the good times.” He paused and shook his head. “Except I don’t remember there being any.”
“Thanks for being so honest.” Carla spoke softly, expressing exactly the right amount of sympathy in Ellie’s opinion, and signaled for Bob to stop rolling the camera. “That ought to set the record straight,” she said with a satisfied smile, relaxing when the light on the camera went out.
“You think it will do the trick?” Ellie asked. She had gripped Rex’s hand tightly through the entire interview, and even though it was now over, she was still unable to keep a note of anxiety out of her voice.
“Oh, I’m sure it will. In fact, I’m willing to bet that public opinion will swing firmly behind you now, Josh.”
“Let’s hope you’re right,” he said. “I’ve got a lot riding on it. But now, if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got a load of stuff I need to catch up with. Only two weeks to go to opening night, and I’m starting to think we’ll never be ready.”
“I have a feeling that you can achieve anything you set your mind to,” Carla said, shaking Josh’s hand and checking out his ass as he and Rex left the room.
Alone with the television reporter, Ellie took the opportunity to have a quiet word with her. She needed a favor.
When Carla finally dragged Bob out of the kitchen and away from Marcel’s food, they rushed off to their next assignment and Ellie busied herself sending out her press release by e-mail. She’d only just finished when reception told her she had a visitor. Worried that it might be Annabel coming to cause more trouble, she wasn’t sure if she was more surprised or wary when she saw the distinguished figure of her father standing in the lobby.
“Dad, what are you doing here?”
“Can’t I call and see my daughter without an appointment?” he countered, lifting Ellie from her feet as soon as she was within range and hugging her.
“Of course you can. Come on through here and we can talk.”
Ellie subconsciously adjusted the neck of her sweater, anxious to ensure it covered the slight bruising she’d been left with after her interlude in the hot tub. She didn’t regret it one little bit but would just prefer it if her father didn’t know the precise nature of her activities.
They settled in the office with a tray of Marcel’s coffee and pastries between them.
“So, what really brings you to Spirit, Dad?”
He paused, looking uncharacteristically unsure of himself. “This,” he said, pulling a single sheet of paper from his briefcase. “I think you ought to see it.”
Ellie reached for the paper, her heart sinking when she saw Annabel’s byline in the top right-hand corner. She scanned a scathing article, knocking the Lodge in general and
its owners in particular. Ellie groaned and forced herself to read it more slowly, line by line. Annabel quoted unidentified informants close to the owners as her sources, casting carefully worded suspicion on the basis of Josh’s wealth. How had it been amassed so fast, given that he was so young and had grown up with nothing to get him started? She even implied that blood was thicker than water and that Josh couldn’t be depended upon to run a legitimate business at the Lodge.
It would be a disaster if it was published in a leading, well-respected paper such as her father’s, but what could Ellie do to stop it? More to the point, why had her father bothered to warn her?
“Thanks for the advance notice,” she said, glumly aware that she’d forced Josh to bare his soul to Carla for nothing. This would be the end of them.
“It won’t be published, Ellie.”
It took a moment for her father’s words to penetrate her whirling brain. “Come again, Dad. Just for a minute there I thought you said—”
“I pulled it.”
“How did you even know about it? You don’t usually concern yourself with something as trivial as an article about an inconsequential hotel in your paper.”
Her father rubbed his chin, clearly uncomfortable. Ellie’s instinctive reaction was to reassure him, but she forced herself not to. Her dad had gone into his relationship with Annabel with his eyes open. Besides, he was a grown man, powerful and respected. Just as she didn’t want him to know what she’d gotten up to with Josh and Rex, he wouldn’t appreciate any sympathy on his love life from her.
“What you told me about Annabel the other day,” he said.