by Zara Chase
At first she had been mortified when Ty decided to shave her pussy, without even asking her permission. But as soon as he got started it had been such a turn on that any objections died before she could voice them. And as for the things he did to her breast, biting at the nipple until sensation fizzled through her bloodstream…shit, she was on fire, desperate need fuelling her every conscious thought. But something told her this would be no quick fix. These guys knew what they were doing and liked to take their time.
Having her hands taken out of play had been a bit scary at first, but she already got that it was a great way to learn trust. She had no choice but to surrender control for her welfare to them, which presumably had been Vasco’s intention. It felt good. She felt perfectly safe in their care, and was anxious to see what came next.
She wasn’t left in ignorance for long. They joined her on the bed, one on either side of her. Ty picked up one of her legs and applied his attention to her foot. He really seemed to have a thing about feet. She was glad because, as he’d rightly pointed out—was it only an hour or so ago, it seemed more like another lifetime—she had delicate little feet. One part of her body she didn’t need to apologize for. She gasped when he sucked one of her toes into his mouth, still with a stocking covering it. Vasco leaned in from the other side and covered her lips with his own. His kiss was firm, demanding, searing, and executed with heart-stopping precision, which was pretty much the way he did everything. He coerced her lips apart and plundered her mouth with his tongue with practiced and persuasive assurance, sending her entire body into meltdown. At the same time one of his hands reached for her breasts, probing and molding the flesh with his long, skilful fingers.
Vasco deepened the kiss, at the same time pinching hard at a solidified nipple. Sorrel’s cry slipped past their fused lips as passion jolted her tangled perceptions into a heightened state of awareness. She strained against the cuffs, too aroused to remain submissive, not caring if her actions earned her another punishment, half hoping that they would.
Vasco broke the kiss, causing her eyes to fly open and a protest to stall on her lips when she saw he was scowling.
“Did I do something wrong? Master,” she added as an afterthought.
Ty was trailing kisses up the inside of her calf, distracting her.
“Your passivity could use some work, darlin’, but you’re new to this, so we’ll make allowances. But, just so you know, the next time you try to take matters into your own hands, it’ll earn you a spanking. The same rule applies if you orgasm without permission.”
She widened her eyes. “I have to wait for permission to come? How am I supposed to control that need?”
“We’ll teach you.”
She noticed Vasco nod to Ty, who abandoned her leg. Damn it, just when it was getting interesting.
“Turn onto your hands and knees, darlin’,” Vasco said. “I’ll help you. The cuffs swivel.”
Sorrel got into position, wondering what came next as she supported her weight on her forearms and was acutely conscious of her exposed backside. Surely they weren’t going to…her ass? Not so soon. Panic gripped her for a moment, but eased when she felt something cool being rubbed on her nipples, then something else pinching them.
“Nipple clamps,” Vasco explained. “You have got the most sensitive tits I’ve ever known, made for these babies, and they’ll blow your mind. Are they comfortable?”
Sorrel had read about them, had even thought of investing in some for her solo sex sessions. She was glad now that she’d waited to be introduced to them by experts. “Er, yes. They pinch, but in a good way.”
“They restrict the blood flow and increase sensation,” Ty explained.
Sorrel wanted to say she already got that part, but wasn’t sure if she was supposed to speak unless they asked her a question. Besides, Vasco tugged gently on a chain that connected the clamps and suddenly she had no breath to spare for talking. Pleasure surged through her at the contact and she knew if she rubbed her thighs together she would be able to make herself come. She was very reactive that way. She’d done it to herself more than once after Jordi had left her feeling unfulfilled. It had also happened in public once or twice—in the mall, in a restaurant. She didn’t know what had triggered the need, but it was a real turn-on. Perhaps she had a penchant for exhibitionism that the guys had picked up on, accounting for their transitory interest in her.
“Yeah, we know,” Vasco said, watching her reaction and seeming very pleased with himself.
Ty slid sideways beneath her face, much as he had when Vasco had been spanking her, but this time he introduced the tip of his cock to her lips. She instinctively opened up for him, and sucked his head into her mouth.
“That’s it, babe,” Ty said with a soft sigh. “I’m gonna give you a real good face fuck.”
Turned on by his words, Sorrel sucked him deeper, enjoying the devastatingly erotic taste of him as she sipped at his arousal, swallowing down a few drops of salty pre-cum. She playfully ran her tongue across his slit, and then down the sensitive underside of his massive cock. She reached his balls and licked them, at the same time tugging at the hairs on them with her teeth.
“Shit, she’s a natural at this!” Ty said on a long groan.
She flinched when Vasco’s hands started to play with her sore backside, but quickly relaxed into his teasing touch. He ran a finger down the crack between her cheeks, circled it around her anus, but removed it again before she could react.
“So tempting,” he muttered, as though speaking to himself.
Before she knew it, his probing fingers were playing with her clit. She almost bit Ty’s cock in half when he touched the sensitized nub. Hell, she couldn’t take much more of this. They were killing her, their every action intentionally testing her. Vasco slid a couple of fingers into her slick vagina, while his thumb continued to play with her clit. She moaned around Ty’s cock but gamely continued to work him, licking him from tip to balls and back again. He pulsated and expanded inside her mouth, groaning words of encouragement.
“That’s it, sugar. You keep on doing that.” She worked him harder still, empowered to have him at her complete mercy. “Aw, baby, you’ve got me.”
She heard a ripping sound behind her and inwardly rejoiced. Vasco was suiting up. It wouldn’t be much longer now. She felt his body heat as his thighs slid onto the outside of hers and the tip of his cock slid into her cunt. Shit, he was big! For a moment she thought she wouldn’t be able to accommodation him, and panicked.
“Relax, babe,” he said smoothly, reading her thoughts, as always. “You’re so desperate to be fucked that you’ll take my puny cock with ease.”
Puny?
Vasco held her hips in a firm grasp and slammed all the way into her with a smooth upward thrust of his hips, branding her with his cock. At the same moment Ty tugged on the nipple clamp chain and Sorrel screamed around Ty’s best friend. Neither man asked if she was in pain. She figured they had to know this was the most glorious torture, making it impossible for her to remain passive. Every cell in her body was aroused and a sizzling current gathered deep in her body, a low pulsating need that was making her crazy. She couldn’t hold it. It was asking too much of her. The hell with waiting for permission!
Sorrel clutched desperately at Vasco’s cock with the muscles in her vagina, her pulse quickening as desire detonated like an incendiary device. She sucked hard on Ty’s throbbing penis, using it to absorb her scream as her orgasm hit—a glittering starburst of pleasure that radiated throughout her body, shaking her to the core.
“Naughty!” Vasco tapped her butt hard, but she could hear the satisfaction in his voice. “I just knew you had it in you to react like that.”
“She’s greedy is what she is,” Ty said, sounding less in control than he had been a few minutes before. “She’s got my cock in her mouth, yours in her cunt, and she still ain’t satisfied.”
“You having fun, babe?” Vasco asked.
“Hmm,” wa
s the only answer she could offer with her mouth full.
“Come on, sugar,” Ty said. “Let’s do this. Make me come for you, darlin’. I’m ready to cream the back of your throat.”
Well, Sorrel had had her fun. It seemed only fair that she should return the favor. She worked hard at Ty, while Vasco continued to pummel her pussy, his loaded balls smacking hard against the tops of her thighs with each sortie. Both men were close, she could sense it in their harsh breathing and the way both their cocks were expanding inside of her. Vasco’s rubbed the sensitized walls of her cunt, stretching her to capacity until she thought she’d died and gone to heaven. This was exquisite torment in its basest form. Vasco’s hot, slick tempo was now reaching a crescendo and, astonishingly, so was she. She was going to come again. She could feel it building deep in her belly and could hardly believe it. She knew some women were capable of multiple orgasms, but had never thought she was one of them. Who knew?
“That’s it, darlin’, you got me.”
Ty thrust himself deeper into her mouth, groaning as he released a thick stream of semen so fast that she struggled to swallow it down quickly enough. She struggled because she was distracted. Vasco was spanking her butt each time he withdrew, then slamming back into her a little harder, a little deeper each time.
“Vasco!” she cried, her voice sounding astounded, desperate, and incredulous all at the same time.
“Yeah, darlin’. I know. Let it go for me.”
They exploded at the same time, riding the crest of a rolling breaker as it ebbed and pitched before picking up strength and crashing to shore with a thunderous roar. Vasco’s body was a hot prison above hers, his guttural moans, the sound of his fractured breathing, echoing around the room as he shot his load into the condom at precisely the same time as a disturbing thrill rocked Sorrel’s world.
Chapter Ten
Ty propped himself up on one elbow and watched Sorrel sleeping, her hair spread across the pillows in a tangle of curls, her face slightly flushed, a half smile forming on her lush lips.
As soon as they had recovered their breath the previous evening they’d carried her off to the shower, and then back to bed, not allowing her to lift a finger to do anything for herself. Ty still couldn’t believe what a delightful surprise she had proven to be. They had guessed she was a player, but her willingness to be led into their games, the trust she had put in them by allowing them to spank her and shackle her hands, had blown their minds every bit as comprehensively as she’d blown his dick. Her responsiveness, the way her body came alive for them, had been truly astounding.
The Jerk, as Vasco had christened her ex, was clearly the type who would need a map to find his way around a woman’s body, and had selfishly given little thought to Sorrel’s needs. No wonder she so lacked self-confidence.
Ty was tempted to move a strand of stray hair away from her face, but didn’t want to disturb her. She hadn’t moved a muscle when Vasco slid out of bed, responding to Marley’s whines from the other room and taking him around the block. Ty got to stay here with their little sub-in-training. Much as his cock wanted to wake her in the traditional manner, she looked way too comfortable for him to do anything so selfish. She mumbled something incoherently in her sleep, turned on her side and collided with his body. Her eyes flew open, filled with panic, presumably because she was used to sleeping alone. Disorientated by sleep, she looked terrified and he thought she might scream.
“Hey, babe,” he said, placing a hand gently on her shoulder. “It’s only me. You were dreaming.”
“Ty.” A radiant smile replaced her fear. She sat up and stretched, realized she was naked and quickly darted beneath the covers again. Ty grinned, loving her modesty. Like they hadn’t seen it all, and her at her most abandoned, the night before. “What time is it? Where’s Vasco? Oh God, I’m rambling.” She shook her head. “I’m not used to waking up in the same bed as another person. I’ve never done it before.”
“The Jerk never stayed the night.”
“The Jerk?”
“Your ex.”
She giggled. “Is that what you call him? No, he never did.”
“Idiot!” Ty muttered. “But to answer your questions, it’s just before seven and Vasco took Marley for his morning constitutional.”
“Seven?” She looked horrified. “It’s still the middle of the night.”
Ty laughed. “You’re not a morning person then?”
“No, more of a night owl.”
“Well, we’re always up early. We have a business to run.”
“Yes, of course. And I feel guilty about Marley. You could have left him for me. He’s more used to my body clock.”
“No worries. It looked like you were dead to the world.” He smiled at her, reached beneath the covers and ran a finger down one of her breasts. “How do you feel?”
“Wonderful,” she replied without hesitation. “What you guys did to me, it was…well, unexpected. I never knew I was capable of multiple orgasms.”
“There’s a hell of a lot you don’t know about your sexuality, but we’ll teach you, if you’ll let us.”
“You just got yourself a job, mister.”
Ty laughed at her enthusiasm. He was glad that in the cold light of day—still the middle of the night for her—she still felt that way and wasn’t embarrassed to talk about it. “Just about everyone is capable of coming multiple times, given the right titillation.”
She smiled. “I know that now.”
“You’re very responsive.”
“Hmm, I knew that already.” She blushed and told him how she could make herself come in public places, just by having dirty thoughts and rubbing her thighs together. “Are you shocked?”
“Not in the least, nor am I surprised. You were made to enjoy sex, darlin’, and it’s a crying shame you’ve missed out on so much for so long. But Vasco and I plan to ensure you make up for lost time.”
“I don’t want to put you to too much trouble,” she said, sending him a flirtatious glance from beneath a thick fringe of lashes.
Flirting, huh. Ty didn’t think she was a natural flirt and took that to be a good sign. He returned her glance with a sexy look of his own. “You’re in luck, because your sort of problems just happen to be our specialty.”
“I’ll just bet they are.” She stretched and wiggled into a more comfortable position. “You and Vasco seem pretty tight.”
“We went through basic training together for the marine corps, hit it off and have hung out ever since.”
“What drew you to one another?”
“Hard to say really.” Ty shrugged. “We’re about as different as it’s possible for two guys to be, but they say opposites attract.”
“Different in what ways?”
“I grew up in foster homes. Never had a family of my own, so I guess I was always different.”
“That’s sad. It must have been lonely for you, but take it from me, families aren’t all they’re cracked up to be.”
“I’ve seen enough of Vasco’s to know that.”
“What’s wrong with his family?”
“Ask him. It’s not for me to say.”
“Now I’m really intrigued.”
“I learned to be self-sufficient at a young age, but was going off the rails, getting in with the wrong crowd because foster parents don’t usually give guidance. Mine didn’t, anyway, although I hear there are good ones. I was just unlucky.”
“So why did you enlist?”
“It was a whim which probably kept me on the straight and narrow. The military is my family now.”
“Yes, I heard friends of my dad’s say that more than once.” She gave a one-shouldered shrug. “I suppose it’s inevitable, given what you guys go through together. The amount of faith you have to have in one another’s abilities to stay alive.”
“True enough. Mind you, the service is also responsible for splitting up families. I don’t need to tell you the strain it places upon home life, and I saw a lot
of guys in the same position as your dad, going off to serve their country and being rewarded with Dear John letters.”
“In my dad’s case, it did him a favor, except he never saw it that way. He never did get over my mom. It’s a shame, because he was an attractive man and could have done so much better.” She shook her head. “Is it any wonder I’m not rushing to play happy families?”
“You don’t see yourself with kids one day?”
She shrugged again, a little too casually this time, and broke eye contact. “I’m a bit old fashioned, I suppose. I think love and marriage should come before kids, and there’s no husband on the horizon. No, scratch that,” she said cynically. “I reckon I could take my pick, now that I have a healthy bank balance, but I’m not going there.”
“Hey, don’t be sad, darlin’.” Ty placed a finger beneath her chin and tilted it up, forcing her to look at him. “It’s not allowed.”
He pulled her into his arms and kissed her, because he couldn’t think of any other way to reassure her. And because he wanted to. He reveled in the feel of her full tits pressed against his chest. He loved playing with a sub in tandem with Vasco, but also enjoyed one-to-one times such as these almost as much. He figured that was why Vasco had left them alone for a while. He was really considerate that way. Deciding to make the most of the opportunity, if she was up for it, he rolled onto his back and pulled her on top of him. She laughed and went willingly. Ty reached for her breasts, dangling enticingly just above his face.