Once again Anne was caught by surprise when Carson began whipping her ass. Stroke after stroke he laid carefully across her soft flesh, not overlapping them but making each one parallel to the previous one until her entire ass was burning like fire. Then he got out what she decided was a paddle, and punished her upper thighs, including laying a few stinging beats on the insides of her thighs.
When he hit her there her mouth opened and her eyebrows rose, but she managed not to say anything.
Carson left her and began working on Cody. Now Anne understood that Cody had been standing there, head bent, listening to her punishment, and he would be getting aroused imagining it happening to him. He’d be waiting, watching, wondering when it’d be his turn. Whereas, she’d had her turn. Her ass was on fire, but it was a good fire, one that made her pussy cream. She knew that when the men fucked her their bodies would press on her hot skin and arouse her even more. Being punished is as mental as it physical. All the sub’s thoughts and feelings add an entirely new dimension to the physical act.
“Do you want to fuck her ass, sub?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Very well.”
Anne was surprised. Here? They were going to fuck here? Or was this another test. She watched as best she could as Carson untied Cody and then Cody was behind her rubbing lube into her ass, making her ready for him. She was so hot and hungry for the men she pushed back onto his fingers, wanting him, needing him, not willing to wait.
“There will be no condoms anymore, sub. You belong to us now. We are one.”
That was fine by her. She was on the pill and she trusted them about health issues. They’d been together long enough for her to know they were true partners now. It wasn’t just a fling for any of them.
Cody stood behind her and fit his cock into her back door. It took him a little while to get everything ready and to push inside her, but his cooler skin against her hot ass was wonderful, and his thick cock filling and completing her was perfect. Exactly what she needed. Then Carson stood in front of her, and drove his cock deep into her cunt. She was so full already yet there was always room for them both. But standing up fucking like this was difficult. She had the two men to rest against but they had no support, only themselves.
It’s just as well they’re shape-shifters. Ordinary men might not be strong enough to cope.
Oh God it was good to have the men inside her, pumping deep and hard. She rested her head on Carson and thrust back against Cody, enjoying the slight scrape of his body on her tender ass, the feel of his sweat in her back, and the strong smell of man surrounding her.
Fire was burning through her veins. Not just the fire of her sore ass, but the fire of desperate need. The demanding fire that could only be quenched by her orgasm and theirs.
Desperately Anne twisted her hips, wanting their cocks scraping against her tender cunt and ass walls. She tightened her internal muscles, wanting to hold those cocks deep inside her until they fulfilled her needs. She drove herself back onto Cody’s cock and forward onto Carson’s, using the ropes still tying her arms above her head to get some momentum and power into her movements. And then it was too late. The climax burst through her and the men gripped her shoulders and hips as they pumped hard until her cunt and ass were full of their cum.
“Now we’re a family,” said Carson. “We are one. We belong together. Anne, I love you so much. I’ve waited such a long time for tonight.”
“I love you, Anne. I’ve loved you for so long and now you belong to us.”
“I love you both, too. I couldn’t imagine a life that didn’t have you both in it.”
She hung there between them for long moments, before Carson said, “It’s time to get you out of here. Your shoulders will be sore and I need to get some gel on your ass as well.”
As Carson began untying the ropes Cody said, “It’s a shame we aren’t up at the hot springs. Now would be the perfect time to soak in one of the hot springs and ease your muscles completely.”
The two men massaged a shoulder each, moving the muscles gently and rubbing deep. Anne sighed in delight. “I don’t know. I rather like the idea of the two of you looking after me like this. Although maybe one day we could go to the springs and try them out. That might be fun.”
“I have other things planned to do in the bedroom that will be fun, too,” said Carson.
“Oh well, we’d better go there then.”
Anne was swept up into Carson’s arms and carried into the bedroom. He handed Cody a jar of aromatic cream and Cody settled at the head of the bed, massaging it into her shoulders.
“What about your own shoulders?” she asked.
“Giving you a massage is the perfect way to loosen my own muscles.”
The scent from the ointment was strong and sharp. It reminded her of trees and—
“Eucalyptus,” she said, pleased to have identified the aroma.
“Correct. Part of BDSM is using all your senses to appreciate what’s happening. Lie facedown on the bed, Cody,” ordered Carson.
Anne was intrigued to know what Carson planned now. In a moment she found out, as her hands were cuffed to the rail on the headboard of the bed, and a blindfold was placed over her eyes.
Okay, he’s going to test me at recognizing things. More scents perhaps?
But it wasn’t a scent. Something soft and velvety smooth rubbed up and down her spine. It was a wonderful, luxurious feeling. And then, in a heartbeat, the object touching her was harsh and prickly. She was about to complain and only just remembered in time that she wasn’t supposed to talk in the dungeon. Although, technically they were in the bedroom, since this was a dungeon-style game she had to assume the rules would hold good for the dungeon wherever the scene took place.
She heard a hiss of breath and guessed Carson had used the toy on Cody. She wondered what it was. Something double-sided for sure. He wants me to identify it though, so what is it?
Anne thought of how it had felt on her back, first so sleek and enticing, and then so harsh. She was certain it was one item, with two sides, or possibly two matching items, one Carson had held in each hand. On each hand? Ah, gloves.
Pleased she’d solved the riddle Anne relaxed back down on the bed, waiting for what would come next.
Her hands were uncuffed and she was rolled over. But the hands on her breasts weren’t Carson’s, they were Cody’s. She sighed with happiness as he sucked one of her nipples into his mouth. He did that so very well. Then she was startled to feel a bite of pain on the nipple, and then a pinch. What? Oh, of course, nipple clamps. Wow. I hope they let me look at them afterward.
Carson’s hands pushed her thighs apart and she opened eagerly for him. She’d had a huge orgasm, but these two men could always arouse her again and again. However, the object sliding into her cunt wasn’t a cock, but a dildo, one which began buzzing deep inside her. A vibrator. Hell! With Cody’s hands and mouth on her breasts, teasing and playing with the nipple clamps, and Carson’s hands on her inner thighs as the vibrator fucked her cunt and teased over her clit, she wasn’t going to last long.
She pushed her breasts up to Cody and her hips up to Carson knowing that soon, soon…
“Come now, Anne,” ordered Carson. She exploded on his words, and as her brain faded out she understood she’d learned something else about BDSM. The sub responds to the Dom’s voice. His word is enough to bring her to completion. Well, his words when added to the talented hands and mouths of both her men.
A little while later she snuggled between Carson and Cody in the big bed they’d bought. She’d had some amazing orgasms but they weren’t the only thing to remember. She had a pile of new sculpting commissions to complete, and she planned to base every one of them on the forms of her two wonderful men. Or wolves.
THE END
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