Taking What's Theirs (Siren Publishing LoveEdge)

by Kalissa Alexander

  The handcuffs were removed as was the scarf. She kept her eyes closed as she was cradled in between the three men. Her sobs finally subsided and left her feeling exhausted. She couldn’t open her eyes if she wanted to. Gentle hands picked her up and carried her until she felt a cool sheet beneath her. She was in a bed. Her body was covered by a sheet and then a blanket. She snuggled deeper into the warmth as she drifted in oblivion.

  At some point she woke up. She was alone in bed. There was a nightlight that glowed softly. She glanced around to see she was in a bedroom. She was going to get up, but her limbs felt so heavy. She sighed. They had left her alone. She craved their touch, even in sleep. She remembered how they taken her. It had been all about her. Even their punishment had made her feel cherished and wanted. Why had they gone to such lengths to ensure her pleasure when, as their submissive, she was there to pleasure them?

  She felt the weight of sleep overtaking her consciousness. Whatever their reasons, she was happy at this very moment. They had touched her with care, kindness, and what had felt like love. That, she realized, was her reward for doing what she had been told.

  She wanted to rehash everything that had happened, but she couldn’t stay awake any longer. What, she wondered, would tomorrow bring? She had no doubt it would be life altering. They had made her feel like the woman she had always known existed somewhere within her. Not just a woman, she thought as sleep overcame her. A submissive.

  Chapter Eighteen

  Abby sat looking out the train window. It was too dark to see anything but the flickering lights of the towns they passed. She would be back in Philadelphia in less than a half hour. Was it possible that she had just spent her sixth straight weekend with Seth, Rod, and Jamie? She lived for these weekends. Everything in between had just been her waiting to be with them.

  This weekend had been all about punishment versus the prior weekends that had been all about teaching her limits and patience. It had all started when she had arrived late to the train on Friday and in turn had missed it. She had been forced to take a later one that made a lot more stops.

  She had worked all day and had pulled a double shift the day before at the restaurant. She told herself she would only take a short nap, but had slept through her alarm.

  She had thought by this time she would have another job. However, the interview with the woman at Drexel University had fallen through. It was just one of those things. Jessica assured there would be other interviews.

  She knew she should have called Seth to let him know she had missed her train, and she had every intention of doing so. Unfortunately she had fallen asleep on the train.

  By the time she had arrived in Penn Station, she was over an hour and a half late. She had been prepared to call a cab, but to her surprise, the limo was still waiting for. She had left a text message for Seth letting him know she was on her way.

  Instead of taking her to a fancy restaurant for dinner, the limo driver had taken her directly to the apartment. Jamie had been waiting for her with a slight frown on his face even though he had kissed her. He escorted her to the elevator and into the apartment where he led her directly to the pleasure room. Seth had been just inside the door, leaning up against the wall. He was shirtless and his jeans were faded and worn. With one withering look from him, she felt her breath leave her. He was angry.

  “You are late,” he said, not moving.

  “I’m sorry, Sir,” she stammered.

  “Strip off your clothes and present yourself for punishment.”

  Blinking, she bit her lip, before she nodded. The door to the room shut behind her. She turned. Jamie had left her alone with Seth.

  With trembling fingers, she took off her jacket and unzipped her skirt. Lifting her shirt from the now-loose waistband, she unbuttoned it. With a tug, her skirt fell to the floor. She took off her shirt and realized with a start that she was wearing her bra that she should have taken off in the limo, but because she was so wound up about being late, she had forgotten, just as she had forgotten to remove her panties.

  Seth moved behind her, his fingers touching first her bra and then her panties.

  “You’ve been a very bad girl, Abigail. I thought we had trained you better than that.” His voice was cool with disappointment. She shivered.

  “I was so nervous about being late…”

  “No excuses,” he said harshly, turning her around to face him, his hand lifted her chin, his eyes dark and penetrating. “Don’t disrespect me with your excuses.”

  He reached down and grabbed the band of her panties. He toyed with it a second before he tore it, ripping her them from her body. The force he used made her gasp. But he wasn’t done with her yet. Using both hands, he gripped the cups of her lacy bra and ripped it apart to expose her breasts. Looking up into his eyes she gasped again, but this time it was from the raw, naked lust she saw in his eyes.

  The violence of his actions was something that would have normally horrified her. But she wasn’t horrified, she was wet for him. He hadn’t hurt her, but he had gotten her attention, and by the looks of him, he was more than ready to continue her lesson.

  “You like it rough like this, don’t you, Abigail?”

  “I don’t know, Sir,” she said, somewhat breathless. She was finding it difficult to breathe.

  “Your pussy and your tits tell me the truth even if you’re afraid to.”

  Abby looked down. He was right. Her nubs were hard as rocks and she could feel the wetness from her pussy on her thighs. Would it always be like this? Not being able to control her desire for him or his brothers, especially when they dominated her like Seth was doing now.

  She moaned as he reached down to cup her pussy in his hand. She leaned into him and pushed her pussy against his palm. She needed him. “Please,” she begged. “Please fuck me.”

  “No, I’m not going to fuck you, Abigail. I’m going to tease you, and just when you think you’re about to come, I’m going to stop you.”

  She heard the door to the room open and then close. Rod and Jamie stood on either side of Seth. They were dressed in jeans like Seth and neither of them wore a shirt. They stared at her, making her even more wet than she already was. She moaned softly as Seth’s hand pressed deeper, his finger angling inside her.

  She was so close to coming. As if sensing it, Seth removed his finger. “You will not come under any circumstances or this will only get worse for you.”

  Seth didn’t push her hard, but she stumbled and fell onto the mattress. She was crazy with her desire. Her pussy ached. He had her body strung so tight, she thought she might break at any minute.

  Jamie and Rod came to lay down on either side of her. They each kissed her before they took turns caressing the folds of her labia. Again she felt the fire fueling her impending orgasm. Just when she thought she was going to find release, they removed their hands from her body. She cried out in anguish. “Don’t stop. Please don’t stop,” she begged them both.

  “You don’t deserve to come,” Rod told her. “You didn’t plan very well. You knew we were waiting for you. You’ve disappointed us, Abigail.”

  “I’m sorry,” she cried. “I really am, Sir.”

  “Sorry doesn’t cut it, Abigail. You are not allowed to come. However, you will make us come. Now, go the bench and kneel in front it,” Seth ordered.

  Abby scrambled off the bed and walked quickly to the bench. She dropped in front of it and waited for the three men to seat themselves. Once they were seated they unzipped their jeans, freeing their cocks.

  “You can use your mouth and your hands,” Jamie instructed. “Move from one of our cocks to the other until you have pleasured us with those lips and that throat that will be coated with our cum as you swallow every drop.”

  Seth looked down at her, his eyes continuing to reprimand her. She should have called. She knew that. But damn it to hell she had accidently fallen asleep.

  “I said I was sorry.”

  “Not good enough,” Seth said h
arshly. “Now start sucking cock. You can start with Jamie’s.”

  She took Jamie into her mouth and sucked his cock as she played with his balls. She did the same to each man and then started all over again. She loved their taste. Instinctively, she increased her pace, going from one cock to the other, sucking and swirling her tongue to taste their salty pre-cum. She licked and kissed their balls. Her body was on fire all over again. She moaned, thinking how good those cocks would feel embedded deep inside her. She played with their shafts, running her hands up and down their length. She was moving feverously between them as she felt the first splash of Jamie’s cum. She suckled as she drained him down her throat.

  Jamie’s cum still on her lips, she went back down on Rod feeling his urgency. His cock swelled. She swallowed ream after ream of his warm cum. Rod groaned in satisfaction as she cleaned him before she moved to Seth who was watching her from beneath hooded eyes. She could see the pre-cum on the head of his cock. She licked her lips. Her pussy was throbbing. If only he would fuck her. She needed to come. She ached to have his cock deep inside her.

  “Suck it, Abigail,” Seth ordered. “Suck it hard. I want all my cum down that beautiful throat of yours, mingling with my brothers’.”

  “Yes, Sir,” she said barely above a whisper as she quickly sucked him into her mouth. She felt him stiffen as he came. She drank him like she had just come in off the desert. His taste, so much like his brothers’, made her pussy ache and gush with her need.

  Once he started to become soft, he pulled away from her.

  “Now get up, and go to your room. We’ll see you in the morning.”

  Abby looked at Seth. She licked her lips that were coated with his cum. “But I haven’t had dinner yet. Sir.”

  “You also haven’t pleased us, Abigail. You were late and you didn’t call. You texted and only after you were already at the station. You don’t get dinner. Now go.”

  Her stomach growled and her body was taut with her desire to be used by one or all three of the men. She couldn’t stop thinking about how easily they had dismissed her. Alone in her room, she punched the pillow out of frustration. How could they do this to her? Finally when she did sleep, all she dreamed about was them and a big, juicy steak.

  The following morning she woke with a start. Seth was standing above her. He had a tray of food in his hands. He laid it down beside her. Her mouth was watering. The aroma of eggs and sausage assailed her nostrils. She was so hungry.

  “Eat, Abigail. I know you’re hungry.”

  “Starving,” she said as she dug into the eggs first.

  He watched quietly as she ate. When she was through, she sighed.

  “That was so good.”

  “We had a nice dinner planned last night. It’s a shame you missed it.”

  “I’m sorry. I’d give anything to be able to go back and not be late, Sir.”

  She so hoped their desire to make her pay for being late was over. She wasn’t sure how much more of this particular kind of punishment she could take. It was painfully frustrating to be denied what she wanted like this. However, it didn’t stop her from wanting them. The fact was they made her want her them even more.

  “Once you’ve used the bathroom, come to the room.” Seth took her tray and left her alone.

  She attempted to calm the beating of her heart before she practically ran to the bathroom where she relieved herself quickly. Anticipation had her so wired, she could barely contain herself.

  She entered the room naked, which was the way she had slept. She hoped that was how they wanted her since Seth had not told her differently.

  All three men were completely dressed in jeans, shirts, and shoes. She took a step back when she saw the paddle in each of their hands.

  “Come, Abigail,” Seth ordered

  She followed him to a corner of the room. He brought down a chain from the ceiling that he affixed to a hook he took from his pocket. Rod handed his brother a link of chain that Seth affixed around both her wrists, bringing them together above her head. She watched, wide eyed, as he placed the chain onto the hook and pressed a button on the wall near her. She was lifted by the hook until her toes barely touched the ground. She looked at Seth, her eyes questioning him, but she remained silent.

  “You look exquisite, Abigail. Your body is perfection in every way. Hanging like this only enhances every curve, every beautiful line of your body. Are you afraid?” Seth’s voice was warm and deep.

  She trembled with desire. “I’m not afraid,” she said softly. “I’m yours.”

  His nostrils flared and his eyes darkened. “After today you will understand that there is a fine line between punishment and pleasure and when intertwined, they can take you to a level of desire and need that is like no other.”

  She closed her eyes, letting his words wash over her, trying to understand and trust that he was doing what was necessary for her training. When she opened them, Rod and Jamie were standing beside Seth. She could see from the bulges in their pants that they wanted her.

  The first smack of the paddle stung and surprised her. She yelped without thinking. The second time she felt the sting she caught herself before she cried out. It hurt, but it wasn’t anything she couldn’t bear. Again and again she was paddled by each one of them. She hung, suspended and helpless while they continued to redden her ass cheeks. Finally, when tears were trickling down her cheeks, they stopped.

  “Did you want us to stop?” Jamie asked. His voice was laced with concern, but it was also thick with lust.

  “I wanted to please you,” she whispered.

  “If it’s too much, you must tell us to stop,” Rod said, his face close to hers. “We need to teach you about reward and punishment, but we never wish to harm you. Do you understand?”

  “Yes. But this is what you want.”

  “Yes, it is,” Seth said, stepping closer to her, “but we only want to do what you need. Any more than that will not please us.”

  “I need you,” she cried. “My body can’t take another session without being allowed to come.”

  “Then,” Seth said, his hands capturing her face to hold it only inches from his own, “It’s time.”

  Her hands were released as she fell into Seth. Rod began kissing the nape of her neck while Jamie ran his hands over her curves. She couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think. All she could do was feel. The three of them carried her to the bed where they laid her down gently on her stomach. A cool cream was rubbed gently into the cheeks of her ass. It felt good. She moaned.

  “On your knees,” Seth ordered.

  “Yes, Sir,” she said happily.

  Rod began to finger her anus. She wiggled back into him. She wanted more. He removed his finger and replaced it with the head of his cock. Seth slid beneath her and drew her down to his mouth. Her legs were spread wide. Rod’s cock slammed inside her. She cried out as Jamie fisted her hair in his hand and pulled her mouth to his cock. She took it into her mouth. Seth was fucking her pussy with his tongue. Jamie’s cock kept her silent as he filled her with his cum. She loved having all three of them inside her again, even if Seth were only giving her his tongue. She had thought she had already felt the ultimate orgasm. But this one was more intense and longer than any other she had experienced with them. She felt like she was going to die from the pure pleasure that consumed her.

  From that point on, her body and theirs were never far from each other. Even when they had taken her out for lunch the next day and a walk in Central Park, it was like they couldn’t get close enough to her. She had found herself talking more about her parents and herself and was happy that they were opening up about their own family.

  “Our sister, Cara, is the baby of the family,” Jamie said, his lips curving up into a smile of affection. “She’s married with three kids that keep her pretty busy.”

  “So there are four of you,” Abby said wistfully. “I wish I had brothers and sisters. Being an only child can be lonely at times.”

  “I ca
n imagine it could be. But from what you’ve said about your parents, you have a good relationship, right?” Rod asked.

  “Yes. We’re close. I love them very much.”

  “And I’m sure they love you, how could they not. Having a loving family is more important than anything,” Jamie said softly. “I remember meeting them. They seemed very nice.”

  Abby smiled. Her parents had been so happy that she had gone to the formal. She knew they worried she spent too much time by herself and were thankful that Melissa had kept her from being a complete recluse.

  “Do you see much of your sister and mother?”

  “Not as much as we would like. She and mother spend Christmas together each year.” Jamie said. “We promised we’d go to Chicago this year and spend it with them. We missed the last couple of years.”

  “We’ll be there this year,” Rod said, “Won’t we, Seth.”

  Seth had been rather quiet. “Yes. I plan to spoil my nephew and nieces until my sister begs me to stop.” He eyes lit up as he laughed. “Cara and her husband, Bill, always say that it takes them weeks to get the kids back on schedule after a visit from me.”

  Abby envisioned Seth rolling around on the floor with his nephew and nieces climbing over him as he played pony and took them for rides on his back. She couldn’t help but giggle.

  “Do you think you will ever want children of your own?” she asked Seth.

  “Maybe.”

  His eyes looked deeply into hers. For a moment time stood still. And then the moment was gone.

  It had been a perfect weekend except they had never asked her what she was doing for Christmas or made any mention of whether they wanted to see her the following weekend. One of them usually said something, but not a word had been spoken. Were they still punishing her even though they had acted like she was forgiven? She was so confused by them and how easily they seemed to be able to forget all about her. They rarely called her during the week unless it was to give her instructions. When she was with them, she felt so wanted, and yet as soon as she left their apartment, she was never quite sure if she were going to see them again. It had her stomach in knots most of the time. They said they wanted her to trust them, but how could she?