A Little April Fools: A DD/LG Romance

by Haley Monroe

  He drew the knife back down in the same path it went up her arm and then he stood up and walked around her in a slow circle. Letting the sound of his boots and his breathing amp up her anxieties. Trailing the tip of the blade against her shoulders as he leaned near her ear, “I can’t see much of your pretty skin, baby girl.” When he straightened, he stood close enough that her cheek could rest against his thigh as he cut a jagged line through the back of her tank top. The material gave way easily and fell down her sides. He hadn’t cut the straps over her shoulders and the shirt till clung to her trembling form.

  David traced a three-leafed clover on her back. Thin, pink lines forming the one thing that always made him think of his best friend, his Jade. Amy murmured under his knife and he closed his eyes for just a moment. “Does that feel nice?” He asked Amy as he tipped the blade into her skin, making the tiniest of cuts on the back of her thigh, just under the curve of her ass. She squeaked and jerked but couldn’t get far. A droplet of blood pooled to the surface of the cut and David groaned at its glistening sight.

  “Your skin is sensitive and tender here.” He pulled on a latex glove, snapping it like a doctor would and swirled his finger tip in the droplet. Amy moaned around her gag as he pressed firmly against the tiny slice in her skin.

  Mistress Terri moved around in front of the girl and wiped some of her drool from her cheeks before it could smear into her eyes. David placed his knife’s handle between his teeth and rubbed both hands over the girl’s ass cheeks. She made a gargling sound and he watched her left hand as he spanked her with his right hand. He didn’t hold back the way Mistress Terri had. He knew Amy loved the pain in the same way he did. He slammed his palm against her already flushed cheeks. Amy’s hips ground against the sawhorse but she couldn’t escape the sting of his big hand.

  “Such a shame I can’t see the color of your skin, Amy.” He told her after taking his knife from between his teeth. He carefully moved the flat side of the blade up the seam of Amy’s panties. She jerked her hips again and he tsked. “Be still, sweet girl. You know better.” Amy’s strangled moan came again and David thrilled at the sound. He slid the blade under her panties and yanked back. Cutting the center of her underwear. He slipped the blade under the material at her hip and cut that away too. The scraps of material floated to the floor, exposing her red ass to him and the glistening wetness of her pussy. “Much better.”

  He stuck the handle of the knife back between his teeth and continued to spank Amy cheeks until her flesh burned hot under his hand and his palm felt the same sting. She couldn’t hold still and her pussy was dripping when he finished spanking her. “Now for the fun part.” He growled and massaged the globes of her ass. He pinched the places where his fingers had been outlined the most and her hisses of pain pleased him. He leaned down and licked the flesh he’d bruised, making Amy moan and try to back her ass up against him.

  David stood a bit to the right as Mistress Terri walked back behind her sub. “She really does love your heavy hand.” Terri purred as her hands rubbed her subs cunt. The way Terri caressed her spoke of her ownership over the girl. She rubbed her mound, squeezing it in a firm grip. Amy was a moaning mess as Terri fingered her clit for a few hot seconds. When Terri stopped, Amy released a long groan of frustration that David could appreciate.

  He was frustrated, too. His cock was hard, not only from playing this way but from imagining Jade in Amy’s position. Would Jade shy away from his blade or crave the cool touch of its metal. “I think she wants to come.” David told Terri through a chuckle.

  “I agree.” Terri laughed, too. David nicked the flesh just under Amy’s red ass with his knife, making no more than a cat scratch of a mark in her smooth skin. Amy wailed out at the touch and tried to push her hips back, seeking more contact from Terri’s fingers. “My name is short though.” Terri said to David. “Why don’t you carve my name into her inner thigh and then we’ll let her come.”

  “As you wish, Mistress.” David agreed and ran his hand down the back of Amy’s right thigh. “How about here?” He smiled as his hand curled around her inner thigh and squeezed hard. Amy’s gasp didn’t shock him but the moan she squealed when he slapped the tender flesh did.

  Her noises of acceptance and pleasure set his blood on fire. He was boiling from the inside out and wanted to get off too. His orgasm would have to wait until he’d given sweet Amy hers. He cut a shallow “T” into her upper, inner thigh. So close to where her legs met her dripping pussy. Amy hissed hard over the gag but Terri soothed the pain by rubbing her swollen clit with two fingers.

  “One letter down. You better not come until he’s finished.” Terri warned Amy who nodded like a drunk fool. She was too close for David to drag this out like he wanted to so he quickly marked the “E”, “R”, “R” in her skin and watched as the pink lines turned red and her life fluid flooded over the sides of the small cuts to drip fractionally.

  “You’re doing a great job, Amy.” David nuzzled his nose against the curve of her ass while Terri traced her fingers up and down the girls weeping slit. The smell of her arousal tickled in his nose. She didn’t smell as good as he knew Jade would but it was still intoxicating. “One more letter and you can come like the good girl I know you are.” He turned his blade to slice the last letter, making sure it was no deeper than the other letters now perfectly etched in her skin. He stood up and stepped back as Terri knelt on the ground before Amy and shoved her face into the girl’s sobbing pussy.

  The wet lapping sound of Terri’s tongue and the heavy moans coming from Amy were making his cock go crazy. He was harder than he could remember being for a long time. He dropped his blade on a small table that was set up nearby with toys Terri had planned on playing with and walked around towards Amy’s head. He unbuckled the ball gag and let it fall to the floor. Amy screamed in pleasure as she flooded her Mistress’s mouth with her long-awaited orgasm.

  David gave the two a minute to ride out the high of the moment. He picked up the ball gag and strolled back to the table. He dropped the ball gag in a bowl of cleaning solution and picked up his knife again. He wiped it down with Clorox wipes, turning it this way and that to make sure each inch of the knife was clean. He would sterilize it better when he got home but this would do for now. He peeled off his latex gloves while watching Terri continue to suck on Amy’s clit well after the girl’s orgasm was over. Now that the gag was removed, Amy’s tired mouth hung open, her moans turned to squeals of tormented pleasure. She was pushed past the place of release and into the blissful agony of post orgasm torture.

  Amy’s body was vibrating with trembles when Terri finally released her mouth from the girl’s center. David smiled and helped Terri stand up to her feet again. “Delicious.” Terri licked her lips and laughed a cruel laugh.

  “Yes, she is.” He answered and let go of Terri’s hand to begin unhooking Amy’s ankles from the back legs of the sawhorse. Next, he undid her wrists and helped Amy sit up, carefully. She gave him a dazed smile.

  “Th-thank you, Master David.” She cooed tiredly as he took her into his arms, holding her carefully against his big chest and placed a kiss of approval on her sweaty forehead. He moved over to a small love seat nearby. Terri joined them with a wash cloth, ointment and a bandage. She laid everything near her side when she sat on the couch. David lowered Amy so she laid on her belly across her Mistress’s lap, stretching out her tired legs as Terri began massaging the ointment into Amy’s bright red ass.

  David sat on the arm of the couch and started rubbing Amy’s feet. Pressing his thumbs into her souls and tugging on her little toes. Then he massaged her calf while Terri washed the cuts in her thigh and applied a thick layer of ointment. She bandaged the small area and smiled at David who rubbed out the knots in Amy’s other thigh.

  “Thank you for joining us, Master David.” Terri stretched up to kiss his cheek.

  “It was my pleasure. I’ll give you two a moment.” He stood up and moved back to the sawhorse where he wipe
d it down twice with more of the same wipes he used on his blade and collected the leather cuffs that had kept Amy in place. When everything was set right and was ready for use again, he said goodnight to the two girls and headed straight for the men’s bathroom where locked himself in a stall and ripped open his jeans.

  His cock was so hard it stood straight up from his body and was leaking spurts of precum. He braced one hand on the side of the stall and grabbed his cock tightly. He jacked off to thoughts of Jade’s inner thigh gifting him with those precious red droplets of life. He shot his load into a wad of toilet paper while thinking about his own name etched into Jade’s pretty pale skin.

  One day he would mark her as his own. His name would be there forever in thin, silver scars that he could lick his tongue over every time he parted her thick thighs. He dropped the cum filled toilet paper into the commode and flushed it. His head fell back as he sighed a breath of half relief.

  He’d sated himself for now but he could already feel it building again. The need he had in his balls for Jade’s body. He was tired of wasting his seed, he wanted it covering her skin, until she smelled of his very essence.

  He zipped his pants, pushed the stall door open and washed his hands with foamy soap under the hot water. David looked at his face in the dingy bathroom mirror and wondered if he’d ever really accomplish the things he desired with his best friend. If she didn’t give herself over to him, would a life time together be enough time to give her everything he wished too?

  Chapter Eight.

  Jade hadn’t seen David since Monday night at O’Hagan’s. She knew he had brought her home, because he always brought her home but the last part of the night was foggy. She woke up in her bed, wearing the same skanky outfit she had left in, only David had slipped her favorite fuzzy socks on her feet before he left. When she forced herself out of bed she found that he had left her a bottled water on her nightstand with a little clear cap holding two Advil capsules beside it. It was those little thoughtful actions that made her feel sick over how she had acted.

  Getting drunk and not being able to remember things was beginning to become a habit Jade no longer wanted. She felt childish when she compared her life to David’s. He owned his own construction company and a house while she worked part time as a waitress and lived with her Mom. She wondered if she would be that successful when she was his age and knew the answer would be no. Not if she didn’t give up her teenage behaviors but she wasn’t sure she was ready to let this life go completely.

  David called her Tuesday morning but Wednesday brought radio silence. He hadn’t called or text. It wasn’t a big deal, sometimes they didn’t talk for weeks and then one would call the other and they would be inseparable for days. It was like that now. A week had passed and the trip he said he was taking her on was supposed to be today. She wasn’t even sure if they were still going or not.

  She applied a hearty blob of lotion over her itchy tattoo before pulling up her leggings when her phone rang Friday the morning of March 31st. “Hey.” She smiled as she answered.

  “Are you ready to get on the road?” David had a weird enthusiasm in his voice that instantly put her on edge. She could feel it in her toes. He was up to something. Something she was dying to get to the bottom of.

  “Depends on where you’re taking me.” She teased, looking at herself in her full-length mirror.

  “I already told you it’s a surprise, so are you ready or not?” Her bags were already packed and she was ready to find out just what kind of trip David was taking her on. He wasn’t known for his spontaneity and she always got nervous over his kind of surprises.

  She had a foggy memory of him telling her to be prepared for a weekend that would change her life on St. Patrick’s night when she was drunk but she couldn’t remember if he said why or how it would change her life. If he planned on killing her by making her jump out of a plane or something, then he had another think coming. There was no way in hell she would go sky diving on April Fool’s Day.

  “I’m not sure. Can’t you just tell me?”

  “No.”

  “Ugh!” She groaned dramatically and looked over at her packed duffle bag that would act as her suitcase.

  “Jade, do you trust me?” He sounded different, more serious when he asked this and she didn’t need even a second to think about her answer.

  “Of course, I do.”

  “Then stop asking questions and be ready when I pull in. I should be there in about ten minutes.” His GTO revved in the background and she shrugged to herself.

  “Fine, I’ll be as ready as I can be.” She hefted her duffel bag up on her shoulder and wrapped her fingers around her make-up bag. “Oh hey, can you pick up an iced coffee before you get here, at least?” He laughed hard and the sound washed away some of her nerves. She threw her bags down the staircase and cringed when they clashed all the way to the bottom with a resounding thud.

  “Yes, baby doll.” She smiled like a fool, he didn’t use the pet name often but when he did her heart fluttered off, leaving her grabbing at her chest to keep her heart from bursting out of her ribs. “I’ll get you your fix.” Jade sighed with pleasure. She wasn’t addicted to ice coffee, she just needed it pumped into her body like an IV to keep her going.

  “Thanks.” She giggled and hung up the phone. Both of her hands worked to tie up her thick hair into a messy bun on the very top of her head. She was wearing a baggy Bret Farve jersey that she had stolen from David’s wardrobe long ago. He always reminded her who owned the shirt but he never tried to take it back from her. She lifted the collar to her nose and inhaled. It no longer smelled of him, the poor thing had been through too many cycles in her own washing machine to hold his scent. This weekend would be the perfect time to slip it back into his suitcase. Once he found it and wore it, she would steal it back.

  Jade lounged on her bed, scrolling through social media on her cell phone while waiting for David to show up. She probably should have been cleaning her room but she had no desire to do so. Her Mom would probably clean it up while she was gone.

  She heard a car door shut and bolted upright. She couldn’t wait to see him and find out just what was in store for her this weekend. Jade was so excited that she just about forgot it was April Fool’s Day tomorrow. She stopped at the top of the stairs and mentally kicked herself for not packing things to prank David with.

  The front door opened and in waltz David, like he had every right to be strolling into her house without knocking. The familiarity of their friendship was a comfort to her and she shrugged off the idea of pranking him. She had fooled him pretty bad last year when she called him from a random coworker’s cell phone and told him she’d been arrested for public nudity.

  “Let’s go.” He pushed his sunglasses on top of his head and looked up the stairs at her. She gave him a friendly smile and bounced down only two steps. He looked so sexy she didn’t want to move any closer. She just needed a few more minutes to look at him. His jeans were a deep blue, faded against his toned thighs. He wore a white, cotton, ribbed tank top under a unbuttoned flannel shirt.

  “Tell me where we’re going.” She tipped her head to the side.

  “No.” He smiled and lifted her duffel bag like it weighed nothing.

  “Why?” She flopped down and sat on the stairs, tucking her hands under her ass cheeks.

  “I already told you.” He placed her make-up bag under his arm and squeezed it against his ribs.

  “Well, I didn’t like your answer.” She stuck out her tongue and David nodded.

  “Okay.” He started up the stairs and Jade leaned back a little.

  “What are you doing?” She lifted one bare foot and pressed it to his abs when he got close enough.

  “I’m dragging your stubborn ass to the car.” He swatted the top of her dainty foot, making it fall back to the stairs. He took another step and bent to hook his arm around her lower back. Jade squealed when his arm clenched around her. Crushing her to his chest.


  “No,” She half laughed, half screamed. “No, you have to tell me first!”

  “I don’t have to do anything, Jade.” He jerked her body up like a mother would with her toddler when she had to carry too many things at once. “In case you haven’t noticed, I’m bigger than you and stronger than you and I’ll take what I want from you, when I want.” He turned his body and went back down the steps and out the front door.

  Her mother had pulled in and was halfway up the walk way. “Oh, um, hi?” Jade’s mom mumbled while holding her keys in her hand and offered David a confused expression.

  “I’m taking her out for the weekend. We’ll see you when we get back.” He gave her the smile that always made Jade’s mother sigh, the one where his dimples appeared. He winked and then added. “We’ll call you once we get to the hotel.”

  “Oh, well. Um, alright.” She shrugged. He knew she wouldn’t argue with him. As silly as her child could be, he knew Jade’s mother trusted him to keep her safe while she was in his company. He strolled around his car and dumped Jade into the passenger seat then slammed the door before she could throw herself out of damn thing. He leaned against the door in case she tried to escape and pulled his keys from his pocket.

  David locked the car then popped the trunk and threw her bags inside with his. He waved to Jade’s mom who was still standing in the doorway looking dumbfounded. “See ya Sunday.” He unlocked the car and climbed in, looking at Jade as he flicked the locks back in place.

  “This could be considered kidnapping, you know?” Jade smirked.

  “Yes, because you act like a child.” David teased and backed out of the driveway. Jade had already snatched up the ice coffee David had left in the cup holder for her. Her fingers curled around the cup and she held it against her chest, biting the straw while watching him drive.