Lea's Menage Diary

by Kris Cook

  The gravity of what I was committing to hit me in the center of my chest. At risk was my very heart, and yet I’d never wanted anyone more than I wanted Kane right then.

  “Yes, Sir.” My breaths were shortening to pants. “I-I’m ready.”

  “Good,” he stated flatly, kneeling down right in front of me. I felt his fingers on my pussy, sliding through my wet folds. “Excellent. You shaved. By the feel of your cunt, I’d guess you did it just before coming to the club tonight, right?”

  I nodded, shivering and looking at the top of his head below me.

  He continued his assault of his digits on my mound, making my body even hotter and my throat even tighter.

  “I can’t wait to cover your gorgeous pussy with my mouth. I am going to lap up your liquid sweetness, Lea, every single drop. Do you normally shave your cunt?”

  His filthy talk ignited cravings inside me, making me even wetter. “No, Sir.” Though I did keep myself trimmed up, I’d actually taken a razor to my pussy this morning, as he’d guessed. It had seemed the right thing to do, given I was coming in for my second lesson.

  Kane stood up.

  Our eyes locked together, and I saw a mix of lust and danger in his. Kane never looked away as he removed his boots, jeans, and the rest of his clothing. I’d seen him without a shirt, but now, with his body fully exposed in front of me, I was astonished at the powerhouse I saw before me. His skin was bronze and glistening from a thin layer of lusty sweat. Kane was cut with muscles that if he’d been a model, could’ve easily landed him the cover of any workout men’s magazine. He was ripped from head to toe. Sporting an eight-pack stomach, he looked like he could take on a dozen men should the need ever arise. Then my eyes caught a glimpse of his cock. The thing was huge. It was clear from his erection, which was massive to say the least, he wanted me.

  He pulled me in close and whispered, “I’m going to love watching you squirm, subbie.”

  My head swam with so many thoughts and my body shivered with even more sensations.

  He bit my earlobe as he guided his hands all over my body. He was making his claim on me with every nip and touch. Relenting to him came so natural for me, and I savored every caress, pinch, and bite.

  Kane licked my neck and massaged my breasts, and dizziness took hold of my entire being. I couldn’t stop shaking. My clit throbbed to the edge of being painful and my pussy moistened till my cream dripped down my inner thighs. God, I was falling for him, which was illogical. This was only training, advanced though it might be, but nothing more. I tried to hold onto that thought with all my might.

  “Where are you, subbie?” Kane asked and pinched my nipples harder than any time before, melting all my will.

  A tiny cry escaped my mouth. “I-I’m here, Sir.”

  He released my tips and cupped my chin. “You are now, but you were a million miles away a moment ago. I will not have that, Lea. Ever. You understand that?”

  I nodded.

  He ran his fingers through my hair, electrifying every cell inside me. Every stroke of his hands in my locks sent me deeper into ecstasy. It might only be fantasy or part of an act, but I couldn’t help but lose myself to the dream of being adored by such a delicious man.

  “I want to feel those luscious lips around my cock, first.” He moved his large hands on my shoulders. “Kneel down, little subbie.”

  I obeyed.

  He tugged on the back of my hair, making me look up into his eyes. “I don’t want you to hold back, sub. Show me your best.”

  I wanted to make him proud and smiled. The bulbous head of his cock was less than an inch from my lips. I extended my tongue and tasted his slick pre-cum. Salty and so very hot, it nearly seared my mouth. Licking the tip in small circles, I hoped to give back to him a little of what he’d already done for me.

  “Enough,” he growled, and shoved his cock into my mouth.

  I breathed through my nose, relaxing my throat the best I could. It worked. I felt his cock slide even deeper into my mouth. I began sucking hard, hollowing out my cheeks. He thrust his dick into my greedy throat. I tightened my lips on his shaft, which was slipping in and out of my mouth like a piston.

  “Fuck, sub. You’re sweet lips feel so good on my dick.” His hands pressed on the back of my head. “Make me come, subbie. I want to shoot my load down your pretty little throat.”

  Like a green flag at a race, his words worked to push me on with even more fervor. I sucked and sucked and sucked, readying to drink all he had for me.

  “God, yes! Fuck. That’s my baby.” Kane pulled my head in tighter, and the head of his dick crashed hard into the back of my throat. I stopped breathing for a moment, enjoying the feel of his cock in my mouth. The intensity of his dominance over me was overwhelming.

  As he shot his load down my throat, my need to have him inside me overwhelmed me. I craved to be stretched, opened, and split in two by him.

  After I swallowed the last drop of his seed, he tugged on my hair, pulling me off his dick. As the suction of my mouth released his cock, there was an audible pop.

  His hand cradled my chin, and he urged me back on my feet. Kane leaned in and kissed me, making my toes curl and my insides tingle.

  As he ended our kiss, his fingers feathered up and down my sides. As his stare fixed on me, I felt a shiver shoot up my back. “My sweet cocksucker. Time for me to taste your sweet desserts.”

  He led me back to one of the chairs in the room. I sat down, and he cuffed my wrists and ankles to the D-clamps attached to the chair. Being restrained by him was becoming more and more natural to me. In fact, I enjoyed the feeling it brought out in me. Being with Kane was so easy, so real, and so very, very hot.

  When his head dipped between my legs, I began breathing in half breaths.

  “I’ve never seen a more perfect cunt in my life, sub. I love my cunt.” He exhaled a hot blast of air over my swollen folds, and my half breaths became tiny gasps and pants.

  He kissed my thighs, sending a delicious rush that flattened me. I was crazed for more. I thrashed in the chair as his tongue danced up my leg and near my clit, almost... almost... almost... but never quite touching. The distress was driving me mad, and still his torture went on and on.

  Kane grabbed my knees and forced them farther apart from each other. His kisses turned to wicked bites that raised my temperature to a blistering level. I thought I would go completely insane if he didn’t take me soon. When his fingers threaded through my swollen, soaked folds, I was trembling like a live wire.

  “That’s my baby.” He growled. “I love seeing you suffer.”

  He licked me into a frenzied passionate haze and sent his fingers into my pussy. My insides clenched and unclenched around his digits. My want swamped me. At that very moment, nothing would suffice or quell my need but his cock seated inside my body.

  Kane twisted his fingers inside my pussy, stretching me for his thick dick. He clasped my clit between his teeth, delivering a sweet sting that sent me reeling. I bit my lip at the hurt, but still shifted my hips up into his hungry mouth.

  “That’s my little subbie. You like this?”

  “Y-yes, Sir,” I confessed.

  “This is fucking nothing. This is playing with you. This is getting the sweet slut inside you warmed up.” He looked up at me with his dangerous, dark eyes, and a tremor shot through me. “Lea, you’re going to come and come, but it won’t be enough. I’m going to fill you up again and again. You’ll plead and beg, but I won’t stop until you are completely thrashed.”

  His words were like hot, passionate bombs that detonated my very core. The world had vanished with each lusty syllable from his thick lips, and all that remained was my overwhelming need for him.

  “Please, Sir,” I begged. “Please.”

  He pressed his thumb on my clit, making me moan. It was too much, too powerful. I couldn’t stand any more. “Tell me, subbie. What do you want?”

  I screamed, unable to hold back any longer. “You! I want you,
Sir!”

  He pinched my inner thighs, making me yelp. “Tell me.”

  “I want your dick inside me...inside my pussy.”

  “That’s my baby.” Kane moved a lever, and the chair reclined back far, becoming more of a bench with arms.

  He stood and walked to the table where he grabbed a condom package. I watched him roll the rubber down his long, thick cock and felt my heart race.

  “You know what this is?” he asked, holding an odd-looking toy.

  I shook my head.

  “This is a plug for your tight ass. Have you ever had your ass fucked, subbie?”

  “No, Sir,” I answered, anxiety welling up like the rising tide.

  “Good to know.” He applied some lube to the plug. With a lusty smile pasted across his face, he walked back to me. “Time for more agony, sub. Understand? Lay back.”

  I nodded and did as he asked, tears brimming my eyelids, brought on not from worry but from surrender to Kane.

  He slathered some lube on his fingers and shoved his hand under my ass. His hands shot between my legs and under me. I felt him finger my tight entrance, and I thought I might pass out. I didn’t, of course, but my worry didn’t subside. As he pierced through into my ass, I swallowed a deep breath and held it in my lungs. The initial pain his fingers had brought went down quickly. Over and over, he stretched my ass, making it ready for the plug. I wasn’t sure such a large thing could get past my tightness, but I trusted Kane to know.

  “You’re ready for the plug, subbie. Breathe in and out slowly. Don’t hold your breath,” he instructed. “Understand?”

  “Yes, Sir. In and out. Slowly. Got it, Sir.”

  He smiled, and I took in my first lungful of air, and then another. As I let the last cubic inch of breath past my lips, Kane shoved the toy into my ass, delivering instant and powerful pain.

  “Ride it out, baby. You can do it.”

  As tears streaked down my cheeks, I chewed on my lip. Soon the hurt was gone and so was the last bit of my resistance. I could feel the toy in my ass, stretching me beyond what I thought was even possible. I entered a trance-like state, and my thoughts quieted to a whisper. My body, on the other hand, screamed and burned.

  “It’s in, subbie.” He kissed my cheeks gently, and I melted under him. “You’re doing great, Lea.”

  Kane unfastened my cuffs from the chair’s D-clamps. He crawled on top of me, and I could feel his erection press on my mound. Shifting his body, he positioned the head of his cock on my opening. I gasped when he thrust his nine inches into my pussy. I was so close, my climax bubbling beneath the surface.

  “Wrap your legs around my waist, Lea.”

  I obeyed instantly.

  He continued, “Now, hold on to the arms of this chair and squeeze them tight.”

  Mere seconds from release, I clutched the chair tightly, praying he would topple me over the edge and into orgasm.

  He shoved his cock in deeper into my pussy, and my trembles intensified. “Nice, tight cunt. Clench my dick, sub. Make me feel you.”

  Again, I complied. I could feel his cock massaging my insides, hitting the perfect spot in my channel. I writhed under him, and I shot my arms up to his shoulders, scraping his flesh with my nails.

  “Come for me, Lea. Come now.”

  His words released the orgasmic avalanche inside me. Spasms in my womb shook my whole body. I screamed.

  Kane shoved his cock in and out of my pussy. His eyes seemed to glaze over as his final and deepest thrust took hold of him. “Fuuuck!” he yelled as he came inside me.

  The full weight of his body came down on me, pinning me even tighter to the chair. I shivered frantically, giving in to the sensations still firing in my own body.

  Kane kissed me. It felt so right to be in his arms. There wasn’t another place in the entire world I would rather have been.

  After a bit, he stood up. He removed the plug from my ass. “You did great, trainee. Really great.”

  Something in his tone worried me. He sounded distant.

  “Thank you, Sir,” I answered, feeling the walls reassemble around my heart. Foolishly, I’d led with my feelings in this training. There was no one to blame but me for the inevitable heartache to come.

  Feb 12th

  I’m still in the bed, and it’s two in the afternoon.

  I’ve gotten texts and voicemails from both Kane and Reed.

  I am so fucked.

  My eyes are swollen from crying over two men I only met the night before last. My finance of four years didn’t even get a single tear out of me when he told me it was over. Now, I’m a complete basket case.

  I wish I could sort this out, but I just can’t. I wish I knew what was wrong with me. My head is so mixed up.

  I’m already having feelings for both of them, God help me.

  They may look alike but they are so different. Sure, they are both Dominants, but Reed has a tender side that Kane doesn’t. And yet, I am drawn to both of them equally. See, I am fucked. Fucked up, anyway.

  Last night with Kane was amazing. But so was the night before with Reed.

  Shit. My cell phone again. Why won’t they give up? I am not going back to that club ever.

  It was Kane again. His texts are getting more and more demanding. This one was, Call me now, Lea. Right now. I can imagine how angry he must be getting, but I just can’t face him or Reed. Choosing one or the other isn’t something I want to deal with. My best plan of action is to stay away from them before I fall even deeper. If I don’t, I risk having my heart ripped completely apart.

  For them, I’m sure I’m just another new sub to train. For me, they are much more than they should be.

  Even if there is a million-to-one shot for me with one of them for something more, how could I ever choose between Kane and Reed? I couldn’t.

  Not now. Not ever.

  ****

  About eight-thirty, Reed was banging on my door, demanding I let him in. Afraid my neighbors might call the police, I cracked open the door.

  “Reed, I’m in no condition to see you right now.”

  His eyelids narrowed. “Are you sick?”

  “Not exactly.” My heart was racing in my chest. I didn’t want to face him. It was too much.

  “Let me in, Lea. We need to talk.”

  “I just can’t.”

  “You can.” His tone softened, and his eyes widened. “Five minutes, pet. If after that you want me to leave, I will.”

  Unlatching the chain, I was shocked at how quickly I slipped into wanting to obey him. More than that, I wanted one more time to be alone with him—even if it was for only five minutes. Before I opened the door wide, I looked down at my robe and realized what an awful state I was in. “Wait, Reed. I’m not even dressed.”

  He shoved the door open and cupped my chin. “I’ve seen you in less, Lea.”

  “I-I know, but not without m-makeup,” I stammered.

  “You look amazing to my eyes, sweetheart.” He never let go of my face, and his touch was making my temperature rise.

  “You’re lying, of course, but thank you.”

  “You’re very welcome, my love.”

  “Please, Reed. Stop.” My head was spinning with confusion. Just being so near him threatened to overwhelm me. I needed him to go and fast. “You wanted five minutes. The clock is ticking.”

  He pulled his hand back, releasing my chin. “What the fuck did Kane do to you, Lea?”

  I closed my eyes tight, fighting back the tears that threatened to fall. “Nothing. Your brother did nothing wrong.”

  “Don’t lie to me, Lea. Our time together was great. You were great.” His voice shook with apparent rage. “One lesson with him and you won’t take my calls or answer my texts. Something happened, and I want to know what it was.”

  I opened my eyes and felt the tears streak down my face. “You want to know? Fine. I’ll tell you. Kane opened me up even more. He was amazing. That’s the problem, Reed. Can’t you see?”

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nbsp; Without another word, Reed leaned in and kissed me silent. I sobbed into his embrace, feeling his tongue sweep into my mouth. He lifted me up into his arms, never releasing my lips. I wrapped my arms around his thick neck, my resistance vanishing. Why was my willpower absent whenever he was next to me?

  As if he already knew my apartment, he carried me into my bedroom.

  Somehow I found my voice. “We shouldn’t do this, Reed.”

  He lowered my back down to my mattress. “We should and we must, sweetheart. I can see now that Kane took things further than normal in your lesson with him.” He removed my robe, and I shivered, not from the cold but from being wonderfully exposed in front of him. “Time to put things right and let you know how I feel about you.”

  “I don’t understand, Reed.”

  “I’m much better at showing than telling, Lea. You’re about to find out a whole bunch about me.”

  I covered my face with both hands. “This is foolish. I can’t do this.”

  He grabbed my wrists, gently tugging my arms down to my sides. “Time for another lesson, sub.”

  “A lesson? Now?”

  “Yes. Now. Look me in the eyes,” he commanded.

  I obeyed, gazing into his light brown eyes and feeling my need to surrender just under the surface. I realized how much alike he and Kane looked. “Reed, I’m confused. Maybe we should—”

  “Let go, Lea. Remember the protocols I taught you?”

  I nodded.

  “This is a scene. Time to follow the protocols. Understand?”

  My jaw dropped. “Here? Reed, you have to be joking.”

  He frowned and pinched both my nipples, delivering a sting that told me he wasn’t kidding around. “Right here. Right now. Our scene. Alone. Understand, sub?”

  The strangest thing happened inside me that very moment. It was like my most natural instinct clicked in—an instinct to obey. More than that, I was already pulling up the fantasy of Reed and Kane paddling my ass simultaneously. Right or wrong, I wanted to please Reed and have one last night with him. “Yes, Sir.”