End Zone (Game Plan Series Book 3)

by Breanna Hayse

  “The Code of Conduct? That must be what I broke today, but I didn’t know anything about it.”

  “Your Doms never taught you about the Code?” Cassie shook her head. “Hmm, I suspect that my husband is going to be admonishing his former students.”

  “Vigorously?” Cassie asked hopefully.

  “Is there any other way?”

  She giggled, feeling right at home with the older woman. Meredith Graye was in her mid-thirties, very tall and with an hour-glass figure that Cassie suspected looked as stunning in a bikini as it did in the short, form-fitting emerald green dress. She was laid back, playful, and had a contagious smile that was sure to lure any unsuspecting Maid into trouble. She was so different from Suzanne, who had been the only other woman she had met who was involved in the lifestyle. The title of Auntie fit her perfectly.

  “What’s The Gentleman’s Club?”

  “TGC is the original BDSM training and pairing facility. It’s in England and both Dorian, and I trained there. The club pushed the class system and only invited noblemen to be members.”

  “Dorian’s a nobleman?”

  “His father was a member, got his mother pregnant and then the chicken shit disappeared. Anyway, TGC still believes that to evolve and keep up with the times means compromising the club’s integrity.”

  “I can’t imagine why anyone would hold on to an image of being an asshole,” Cassie muttered.

  “I’ve asked that same question countless times, but those gentlemen tend to be stuffy and lack any sense of humor. My husband didn’t want his girls to be raised in the same type of environment, so he started Graye Manor in honor of his mentor.”

  “They let him do that? It sounds like they are the type who would control him.”

  “No one controls Dorian Graye. I try, but even I have limits. As for allowing him to do his own thing, he got the club out of a pickle shortly after he finished law school. They agreed that he would be the club’s council in exchange for their support. I can’t tell you how many tongues have been bitten off since then. Dorian loves to push their buttons and grabs every chance available.” Merry giggled. “Now, tell me about you.”

  “There’s not much to tell. I’m still new to the lifestyle and haven’t ever been around anyone except Rob and Bryon. I keep messing up everything because I don’t know what to do. I feel so left out and isolated sometimes.” Cassie was unable to hide the sadness in her voice.

  “Poly?”

  “Yes and no. It’s just different.”

  “Are you happy with the relationship?”

  “I was until…” Without warning, she burst into tears. Locked in the embrace of Merry’s arms, she shared her fears and insecurities, jumping back and forth from the past to the future. The older woman rocked her silently, planting a gentle kiss on the top of her head now and then as a reminder that her words were being heard and she was no longer alone.

  ****

  “Okay, ladies, that’s enough. I know darn well that One told you to keep me from following her. Don’t worry; I’ll let her go—for now. Get back to work before every one of you goes over my knee.” When they shared mischievous grins, and didn’t move, he cleared his throat. “Let me rephrase that. Get back to work, or none of you will be bent over my knee for at least a week.”

  He smiled as the giggling women quickly dispersed.

  “You don’t sound very upset,” Rob commented as the man led them into his private office and offered them a seat. He sat at his desk and sighed, subconsciously reaching for the cup of hot mint tea Fifty had left for him. He looked across the room where she stood in the corner with her panties down and skirt bunch around her waist.

  “I’m not upset at all. I know exactly what Merry was doing, and if it helped relax that sweet little pet of yours, then I can’t be more pleased.” He pointed to where Fifty was shifting in place. “See that? She’s such a good girl. Unfortunately, she’s starting to learn some bad habits from our primary sub which she worships. Fifty? Come here, please. Leave your panties on the floor. Is this the strap you chose?” He held up the thick, buffalo-hide belt that she had left on his desk.

  “Yes, Master Dorian.”

  “It’s going to mark you.”

  “I hope so.” She flashed an excited smile and then glanced uncomfortably at the two men who sat next to a bored-looking Elias. “Um, Sir? Should I show Masters Robert and Bryon to their room first?”

  A sardonic smirk played across on her Master’s lips. “Not quite yet. You have the choice, darling. If you want these gentlemen to leave, then Master Elias will be handed the strap. If they stay, then I will do the honors.”

  There was no hesitation. Elias’ sadism and disregard for tears made even the hard-core masochists shudder in fear. Her face turned bright red as she whispered, “They may stay, Master.”

  “Wise choice. Over the desk and let’s see about teaching you a lesson in proper manners.”

  She grabbed his arm and whispered in his ear. “What if I come? You know how I get with the strap.”

  “Then you either control yourself or give us a good show,” he whispered back.

  “That wasn’t the answer I wanted,” Fifty grumbled under her breath as she stretched her body over the large, polished desk and wrapped her fingers around the edge.

  “Maybe not, but it’s the one you got,” Dorian responded, winking at the men.

  “You weren’t supposed to hear that,” she said with a groan.

  “Then you shouldn’t have said it,” Elias chimed in. “Do you want me to give a swipe or two for her mouth, Dorian?”

  “Hmm.” He didn’t miss Fifty’s look of panic out of the corner of his eye. “That’s the reason she’s here in the first place. That mouth just keeps getting her in trouble, doesn’t it? Thanks for the offer, but I think I can teach our sassy little sub a few lessons on my own.” He lifted her skirt and tucked the edge into the waistband. His hand stroked both smooth, rounded cheeks and then edged between her legs. “Open.”

  “Sir, please…”

  “Elias?”

  “They’re open!” Fifty screeched, widening her stance.

  “I’ve trained Master Rob and Bryon, Fifty. Nothing they will see here is new to them.”

  “But it’s new to me. No one’s ever watched except Master Elias and One,” she protested.

  “New experiences are good to help you grow. In fact, let’s give you something very new this time.” The strap caressed the backs of her knees and thighs, followed by the touch of his warm hand. A quick glance at the smooth lips of her pussy revealed her arousal. His lips followed his fingers and he sunk his teeth into her backside.

  “Ow! What are you doing? No biting.”

  “I’ve had you here for a year now, and I think it’s time that you get a little more of your master’s attention.”

  “You agreed that it would be my choice. Plus, you’re married, and I don’t want any problems with One. I love and respect her too much.”

  “I told you that you could chose penetration, not play. As for my marital status, we both play outside the bedroom with others. We just don’t bring others into our bedroom. Rule #1, gentlemen,” he said to Rob and Bryon, “separate the two. It prevents jealousy.”

  “Define bedroom, please. We like our threesome,” Rob requested.

  “One moment.” Dorian pulled away and sent the belt sharply across Fifty’s pale cheeks. A red streak appeared seconds later and was stroked by his hand. “She reddens beautifully, doesn’t she? Almost as lovely as One.” Another lash sailed against the mounds with a loud crack. Fifty moaned.

  “Bryon? I understand that your new girl is a little red-head. How’s that going?” Dorian asked as he drew back his arm and targeted the leather strip to the tender sit spots.

  “Not well. We have too many jealousy and competition issues. Cassie almost broke up with me because of it. That’s when I called you for advice. We followed your instruction and shared her,” Rob added.

 
; Five lashes fell smoothly over the crown of Fifty’s bottom before Dorian nudged her feet farther apart. “And?”

  “It was fabulous. More than either of us could imagine. But Cass made it clear that she did not want to share that part of me with Krissy.”

  “Merry tends to sway in the same direction. She doesn’t care what I do with my mouth and hands, but my cock belongs only to her.”

  “He needs her permission if he’s going to fuck anyone. She’s always been very possessive of Alvin and the Chipmunks,” Elias snorted, earning himself a dirty look from Dorian and fake coughing from the other two as they tried to hide their laughter.

  “Did you think that was funny, Missy?” Dorian asked as Fifty released a chortle.

  “You warned us never to lie to you, Master. Yes, Sir. I found it hysterical.”

  “Would you find it as funny if I stopped this strapping?” He placed his hands on his hips.

  “Nooo! It was very disrespectful, Sir. Not at all funny.” She wiggled her bottom.

  “So now you’re lying to me?”

  “Yes, Sir, and I need to be punished.” Fifty was unable to hide the laughter in her voice.

  “You asked for it.” She tensed as the strap popped the backs of her thighs and then fell in a rhythm of dancing falls between the peak of her bottom and the back off her thighs. Dorian spoke to the men without missing a beat.

  “Multiples can be tricky. What are Krissy’s thoughts?”

  “She just wants to watch,” Bryon said. “She said she’s okay with sharing my body as long as my heart belongs to her.”

  “She sounds like a sweet girl. Knowing you, I’m assuming she’s a Little. How do the two of them get along when in that place?” Dorian asked as his belt turned Fifty’s ass a dark red while the Johnson’s sadly shared the entire story.

  “Well, boys, you have your hands full, and Cassandra is in the center of this conflict. I’ll be blunt…”

  “Like that never happens,” Elias commented.

  Dorian ignored him. “I really can’t blame her for feeling these things. She has a long history with both of you which wasn’t very pleasant until you introduced her to our lifestyle. You changed her outlook on life and, as a result, her relationship with both of you took a 180. It hasn’t been that long since she’s accepted that you love her and that she has value in your family. Bringing another woman into the picture, especially this soon, would be perceived as a threat to almost any one. Excuse me for a moment.” He tossed the strap on the desk and flipped Fifty to her back. Placing his hands on her inner thighs, he pulled her to the edge and spread her legs wide. Her aroma was sweet and tempting.

  “Master!” She protested as she struggled to close her legs from Rob and Bryon’s view.

  “One day, you’re going to want me to gift you, but since you were so mouthy, you get to stay here like this while I speak with my friends. Keep your hands above your head and your knees spread apart.”

  “You’re vicious,” Elias said with a snicker. “She’s got a pretty puss if you’re into that type of thing. Wider, Fifty. I can’t see your clit.”

  “I’m going to die from embarrassment. Please, just kill me now,” she muttered.

  “And yet she still keeps talking.” Elias shook his head.

  “We need to find you a stallion. I know you enjoy glory holing the Insatiables at your stables, but you need some dick,” Dorian commented to his brother-in-law. He sat in a chair near the desk and ran his hand along the inside of Fifty’s trembling thigh. The cracking sound of a smack to one thigh resounded through the room as she started to close her legs.

  “I told you to keep them apart. Wider,” he commanded. “Well, Elias? Am I correct?”

  Elias shrugged. “I’m the giver, not the receiver, so I can live with the mares. Their hunger is never satisfied, so sexually, I’m good to go. It’s the more intimate part I’m missing. You boys don’t know anyone you can hook me up with, do you?”

  “Sorry,” Rob said sympathetically. “We don’t have any contact with the community.”

  “You might want to think about changing that. Besides the support, it also offers protection. Especially if it’s one of the clubs or events that I sponsor.”

  “The only connection we have is with our friend, Hank. He hosts parties and has set up a daycare program for Littles. He’s married to Hildy Evans.”

  “My Hildy Evans?” Dorian looked surprised. He usually had a finger in the pie of most establishments. He quickly explained. “Hildy and I go back to when I was first trained at TGC. She had hooked up with an older dominant who introduced her to age-play. She taught me about the dynamic and encouraged me to study the different levels of the lifestyle. I didn’t even know how many expressions of BDSM there were until I met her. How’s she doing?”

  “She’s still a Little and gets into mischief,” Bryon said. “Hank had her experience my left hand at the last event I went to.”

  “Poor girl. Is his daycare sanctioned?”

  “I recall that he sent requests to several facilities for coverage and accountability, but he was handed nothing but rejections and red tape. There aren’t a lot of legitimate age-play programs. He hired a Nanny who seems to know what she’s doing. She cares for the adult babies at the parties and operates the facility.”

  “Do you know her name?”

  “No, but I can find out.”

  “Please do. Also, have him send me the information, and I’ll make sure that everything is in order. Once it’s sanctioned, I’ll put it under our official protection which also covers legal services. Those places need to be handled properly otherwise someone can get hurt, even by a carelessly placed word.”

  “Yes, we experienced that when our idiot brother told Cassie to grow up while she was in her Little mode. It broke her.”

  “Damn. It’s no wonder she’s so resistant. I wouldn’t worry, though. She instantly reacted in her Little with me, and Merry will nurture the rest. My concern is how you’re going to handle your sexual relationship and possessiveness.” He held up a hand to pause the conversation. “Fifty? Get on your knees and put your bottom in the air. Elias wants to see your asshole.”

  She whimpered and obeyed. Dorian stood and walked to a cabinet where he withdrew a small pink anal plug and unwrapped it. He checked it for sharp edges and cracks, poured some lube on the end, and then returned to the raised bottom.

  “Here’s to new experiences, Gentlemen.”

  “What…hey!” Fifty chirped as the plug was unceremoniously popped into her bottom”

  “Don’t let it fall out or I’ll get a bigger one.”

  Fifty groaned and hid her face. “One of these days, I’m going to learn to keep my big mouth shut.”

  “Yeah, when pigs fly,” Elias scoffed.

  CHAPTER NINE

  “How’s our girl?” Dorian asked when Merry entered his office.

  She glanced at Fifty on the desk. “We need to talk. You missed a spot.”

  “Did I?”

  “Yes. Right here,” Merry said, holding out her hand for Dorian’s ever-present crop.

  “One, please! No more.”

  “Hush. You know how Master Dorian strives for perfection.” She grinned as Fifty yelped as the tip of the crop smacked the imaginary pale patches along her sit spots and between her thighs. She then ran the crop between the girl’s legs and tapped her wet pussy.

  She winked at the men as Fifty spread her legs further apart. Merry increased the sharpness of the smacks, followed by rubbing the leather fold over her clit.

  “One, don’t …” Fifty shuddered. The swollen lips of her pussy began to contract in the view of the four men.

  “Were you given permission to come?” Merry asked, alternatively smacking the protruding nub and rubbing it.

  “No, Ma’am. I was also forbidden to release this stupid… this plug,” she quickly corrected herself through short, erratic breaths.

  “Master? May I have permission to allow your Maid to come?
” Merry asked, tapping the butt plug.

  Dorian crossed his arms. “I’ll give you a choice. Your behavior today was inappropriate, and I’m not pleased. You shoved me out of the way, disobeyed my orders to return, and used my girls as a barrier to keep me from coming after you. That was very naughty.”

  “Yes, Master,” Merry said quietly, trying to hide her smile.

  Dorian kept a straight face. He was not going to give in to her mischief. “Your choice is that only one of you may come.”

  Merry’s smile disappeared. “Dorian! You’ve got to be kidding.”

  “Pardon?”

  She stomped her foot. “This isn’t fair.”

  The other three men broke into laughter, and Elias slapped his thigh. “It cracks me up that, no matter how long they are in the lifestyle, they never fail to pull the ‘not fair’ card. I’d asked you to include that as a forbidden statement except that it amuses me.”

  “I’ve lost count with the number of times those same words came out of Cassie’s mouth,” Rob laughed, wiping his eyes. “I hope I don’t offend you, Dorian, but your wife is adorable when she pouts like that.”

  “No offense taken. I’m not blind to the cuteness, but I’m also not affected. Your choice, One.”

  “You are so mean. Shut up, Elias!” Merry snapped at her brother who fell into another gale of laughter as the other popular phrase was heard.

  “Now, now, we don’t tell anyone to shut up around here, and you know it,” Dorian scolded. “Because of that, I am making a choice for you. Fifty may come, but you are restricted from any pleasure for twenty-four hours.”

  Merry was an Insatiable, the submissive version of a nymphomaniac, with an unceasing sex drive. To her, twenty-four hours of sexual abstinence felt like weeks.

  “Master!”

  “Forty-eight hours,” Dorian said patiently. “Are you in agreement?”

  She dropped her face and tapped her foot. His question was rhetorical and non-negotiable. She looked back up at him. “Yes, Sir. You do realize that you’ll be suffering, too”

  “How did you come to that conclusion? I can come as many times as I want.” He cupped her chin in his large hand. “Starting in that beautiful mouth. Finish up with Fifty, and then we will talk about Cassandra.”