Captured Possession

by Berengaria Brown

  Coulton’s fingers were deep in her ass and her brain was starting to be scrambled by the need to thrust forward onto Ryker’s cock, but also to push back on Coulton’s fingers.

  “I want…”

  “This?” asked Ryker bending his knees and slamming up inside her, the full force of his leg muscles behind his actions.

  The climax burst inside her and her cunt gripped his cock as her body began to shake. Behind her Coulton pushed his cock into her ass. The burn as he entered her simply increased the power of her orgasm. Ryker pumped into her again then his seed burst hot inside her pussy, heightening the effect of her orgasm even further until he was holding her up, her legs being too weak to do any work right now.

  Ryker kissed her again then withdrew from her cunt and held her arms as he and Coulton, still stroking deep in her ass, pushed her back to the wall. Now Kenzie could lean against the wall, which was just as well as her legs were still shaking.

  But maybe that was from the power of Coulton slamming into her, causing all her nerve endings to light up with excitement. Her second orgasm would not be far behind her first.

  She rested her head on her forearms, pushing her ass back onto Coulton’s every powerful stroke.

  When she was balanced, Coulton brought both hands around to her nipples and began pulling on them and pinching them, working her breasts as he pumped his hips.

  Oh yeah, that was wonderful. Now she moved with him, her hips pushing back onto his cock as her breasts pressed forward into his hands.

  Coulton’s mouth was on her shoulder, sucking her skin. She was going to have a huge hickey there tomorrow, but she didn’t mind. She loved the possessiveness of these two men.

  Ryker was kneeling at her side and she couldn’t think why until a dildo began pushing in her cunt. A dildo as well as Coulton in her ass? Oh yes. It didn’t stretch her as much as having two men inside her, but it was still a good feeling.

  Then Ryker’s hands were on her breasts and Coulton’s were back on her hips, pushing her onto his cock, driving it balls-deep into her ass with every stroke.

  For a moment she gathered enough brain cells together to wonder if Ryker was going to suck her nipples, or even bite them, until she felt the pressure of a nipple clip being attached. Ryker walked around the other side and tweaked her nipple before pulling the little bud inside the other nipple clamp.

  Then Ryker tugged on the chain joining the two pieces of jewelry and Kenzie exploded again, her cunt dripping her juices over the dildo as her ass gripped Coulton’s cock hard. There was a burst of heat and liquid inside her, and she knew Coulton had been hanging on, waiting for her to come. The men were so good like that, always ensuring she achieved her pleasure first. They were caring Doms, who always looked after her before themselves.

  “That’s two,” said Coulton.

  Two orgasms and once again her legs were like Jell-O. Maybe they could all have a nap now.

  But Coulton’s hands were on her butt cheeks spreading them wide even as he pulled out of her.

  What the fuck now?

  A hard plastic toy pressed into her ass. Hell, a dildo in there too? Wow. These men really were serious about giving her four orgasms then.

  * * * *

  Ryker knew Kenzie was ready to sleep, but he and Coulton agreed her body would awaken fully as soon as they began teasing her again. She really seemed to enjoy it when one of them paddled her ass, and the other whipped her. The intense contrast between the sharp, stinging, fine line bite of pain from the whip, and the much broader, more solid, heavier result from the paddle, seemed to arouse Kenzie faster than many other things. So Ryker picked up his paddle while Coulton handcuffed Kenzie bent over the whipping bench. Since she was tired, Ryker kneeled to lock the spreader between her legs. He didn’t want her relaxing at all. This next session, this entire night in effect, was being designed to make her realize how much she needed them both. How only the three of them together could achieve such enormous bliss. And, incidentally, how much she needed both Coulton and him to achieve the ultimate in pleasure.

  Ryker held his paddle and stood ready. Kenzie’s hands and ankles were cuffed either side of the spanking bench and the spreader bar was between her knees, further impeding her ability to move. Right now she had her head tilted down, gaze on the floor like a good sub, but he knew she would soon be tilting her eyes up, trying to see what she could from her peripheral vision, even if her head remained down.

  She was a delightful sub, always pushing the boundaries which made her much more entrancing than had she been uniformly subservient.

  Coulton picked up his whip and cracked it in the air, nodding at Ryker as he did so. Before the sound of the whip faded, Ryker paddled her ass hard, right, left, right, left. As soon as he lifted the paddle up Coulton was there, laying a row of fine red lines across her milky skin.

  Then it was Ryker’s turn again, then Coulton’s.

  When they were finished, her ass was bright pink, with a neat plaid pattern of red lines across it.

  Ryker ran his hand over her skin, feeling the heat, then he thrust three fingers into her cunt. His fingers were covered in her juices. She was very wet indeed.

  Meanwhile Coulton unlocked her wrists and stood her upright. Ryker gripped her hips from behind as Coulton bent his head and sucked her breasts over the nipple clips. Kenzie’s body was warm and relaxed in her arms. She was obviously pleased. There was no need to ask what color she was feeling. It was green all the way.

  Coulton nodded to Ryker and he undid her ankle cuffs but left the spreader bar between her knees. She’d be able to walk, but only slowly and with difficulty. It would be a nice little challenge for her. Picking up a pair of handcuffs he said, “Go to the bedroom. Lie on your back on the bed.”

  He and Coulton stood and watched her move slowly and carefully into the hallway, then Coulton hit the remote control on both the toys inside her. Ryker had to work hard to keep his face impassive as he heard Kenzie’s hiss of indrawn breath right across the room. Coulton played with the remote controls several more times, but Kenzie kept walking. When she was fully out of the room, Ryker gave Coulton a thumbs-up. That little trick with the vibrating eggs inside her should keep her on edge until she was on the bed and they could begin work on orgasm three.

  Ryker hurried after Coulton, both of then stopping in the bedroom doorway as Kenzie struggled to climb onto the bed. Finally she rested her butt on the mattress and sort of flipped her hips round getting her spread-eagle legs onto the bed. Ryker again maintained an impassive face but he wanted to cheer her on. She had a clever brain. And damn good muscle tone as well to lift that weight with her hips.

  Coulton handed him one of the remote controls and moved to the other side of the room. Ryker knew what Coulton wanted. They would wait until she was relaxed then give her a burst of vibrations deep inside her. It appeared he had the egg in her ass. All right. He pressed the button for two seconds, lifted his thumb, then buzzed her again. He kept his gaze fixed on Coulton and when Coulton pressed his vibrator Ryker did as well, to give her the double effect.

  On the bed, Kenzie was wiggling. It looked as if she was desperate to touch herself. Likely she was on the edge of an orgasm with her hot ass and two eggs to keep her aroused. Ryker raised an eyebrow at Coulton, and the other Dom nodded very slightly. Together they approached the bed one on either side of it. Ryker gave Kenzie a three second burst on the egg in her ass as Coulton asked her, “What color are you?”

  “O–Or—Green.” Her voice wobbled.

  “You’re lying. You want us to push you into an orgasm. You’re orange or even heading into the red zone, aren’t you? One more burst with the vibrator and you’ll come wont you?”

  “Please, bite my nipples.”

  “Not if you don’t answer your Dom’s question.” Coulton’s voice was harsh.

  “Orange,” she whispered.

  “That’s better. You can’t climax until we say you can.”

  The two men
sat beside her on the bed, bent their heads in unison, and Ryker began sucking on her breast while Coulton was tugging on the nipple chain and teasing her on his side. Ryker still had the remote control in his hand but he knew this scene needed to come to a climax with both of them acting in concert, so he had to keep half his attention on Coulton.

  Ryker loved the challenge of making Kenzie wait for her climax, especially when she was so very aroused and so close to coming, but it was hard work making sure he and Coulton acted exactly at the same time, without giving Kenzie words or bodily cues so she could guess what was about to happen.

  Coulton folded his arm behind his back, where Kenzie couldn’t see it. It was the hand with the remote control in it and Coulton raised four fingers in the air, off the little device. Then he lowered them one at a time. Four, three, two, one. As Coulton pressed the button on his remote control Ryker did as well, taking as much of her breast into his mouth as he could and sucking hard. As she gasped, he bit her areola, knowing it would be very sensitive because of the length of time the nipple clips had been in place.

  Kenzie shrieked and her body convulsed under them. Ryker put the electronic device down and sucked her nipple again, then licked all around her breast, including the soft underside. By the time he lifted up from her, she was still shaking but not as hard. It was time to move on to the fourth climax.

  * * * *

  Coulton’s body was covered with sweat. Pleasuring Kenzie this extensively was damn hard work, but it was so rewarding there was no way he’d ever stop doing it. He and Ryker worked together to remove the spreader bar from between her knees, then take off the nipple clamps, although he couldn’t resist giving the chain one more tug and sucking harder than necessary on her oh-so-delicious nipples as he did so.

  He pulled the vibrating egg out of her cunt, lay down on his back and dragged her limp body over his. As soon as he started scraping his teeth over her nipples she began wiggling over him again, so he slid his cock into her cunt. It was so hot and swollen and wet he had to push hard to enter her. She’d never been so ready for him and so incredibly tight before. Hell, he’d shoot his load in ten seconds unless he got a grip on himself very quickly. He pulled her body down hard over his, holding her pressed to him and quite still, just enjoying the feel of her in his arms. That was really nice, too. No fucking, no sucking, just his cock snug inside her cunt and her body held tight to him from hip to neck. Coulton rested her head against his shoulder and stroked the back of her neck. She wiggled harder against him, and licked a line on his shoulder. Little vixen. Nothing stopped her for long, not even three orgasms.

  He watched Ryker withdraw the egg from her ass and slather lube over his cock. Coulton didn’t think she’d need any lube. She’d still be very ready from when the egg was inserted in her and as intensely aroused in her ass as she was in her pussy. But it was Ryker’s decision, not his.

  Sure enough, Ryker popped into her ass without difficulty and the two men wedged her between them and withdrew. Coulton kept his gaze on Ryker’s so they could get the timing right, and they slammed into her with all the power and force he could summon. Kenzie hissed, then relaxed against him again. Then, very slowly and carefully, they withdrew again. Twice more they did this and Kenzie was becoming hard to control. She was clenching her inner muscles, both in her pussy and in her ass, and trying hard to force them to keep moving inside her. But between them they could constrain her, and they wanted to make this scene last as long as possible.

  “Please,” she begged.

  “Not yet.” Coulton had heard of women blacking out from the extreme intensity of double penetration and he wanted to see if they could do it to Kenzie. If it didn’t happen tonight it would never happen, because they’d done everything they could think of to drive her wild. Surely after this she’d agree to mate them.

  Gradually they increased their speed and force. He couldn’t go any deeper in her pussy, he’d been as deep as he could get on every thrust, and his thigh muscles were starting to tighten up from all the work they’d done tonight.

  Coulton pushed her hair off her face and kissed across her forehead, then gently stroked her ears. He’d never noticed before but she had the prettiest little ears. But his dick was ruling him now, his need to come almost overwhelming. Just when he thought he couldn’t last another stroke Kenzie screamed and came all over his cock. Gratefully he let go of the iron control he’d been holding over his own body and in two strokes he was jetting stream after stream of cum into her cunt. Ryker was breathing raggedly and moving sluggishly behind her so he knew he’d come as well.

  Coulton wrapped his legs around all three of them and turned them into their sides.

  “Marry us, Kenzie. We love you and want only to give you pleasure forever. Marry us. Say yes.”

  “Three months,” she whispered and sagged between them.

  Coulton lifted her head up but she was sound asleep.

  “Dammit, our woman has more power in her little finger than we’ve got in our entire bodies,” he said softly.

  “And a mind like a steel trap. But when the three months is up, we’ll nail her to the wall until she says yes,” replied Ryker.

  “Nail her to the wall, huh? I like that idea. It may just work.”

  Chapter Six

  The three months Kenzie had demanded as a trial for their ménage relationship were almost over, and she knew it was time to make a decision. She also knew that the decision had pretty much been made for her already. The two men had made it abundantly clear she was theirs.

  But can I keep them happy? Once Father Yeshe says the ceremony over us, we’re joined for life.

  Kenzie had to admit there’d been absolutely no problem about the men sharing her. They’d worked together completely cooperatively and seemed to have a genuine and strong friendship.

  Chevaunne was born outside the community. She’d been married for quite a while now and she Jim, Sam, and Paul, were very obviously in love.

  Kenzie walked through the courtyard gardens at The Grandparents’ Garden, the residential facility for the frail elderly, attached to the hospital. There were green plants shooting up everywhere, flowers budding on the shrubs and the start of vegetables forming on the plants.

  Kenzie grabbed up a handful of weeds someone had taken out of a garden bed, sat on the ground, crossed her legs, and made the weeds into a pile beside her.

  First there’s Coulton.

  She set a strand of grass on one side.

  Strong, bossy, very Dominant. With each word she added a strand of grass to his pile. When he spanked her, his strokes were measured, powerful, and altogether fulfilling. His hazel eyes were filled with love and wisdom when he talked to her. He understood her needs, having been alone for a long time himself.

  Kenzie took another strand of grass and put it on the other side of her.

  “Ryker.”

  A true artist, with the all-seeing inner eye of a genuinely talented and imaginative soul. She added grasses to his pile. He almost instinctively knew what she wanted, without anyone ever needing to speak. However, he was just as Dominant as Coulton, the two men were quite definitely equal, just different. Ryker’s hands were an artist’s hands, drawing a response from her, while Coulton demanded the reaction.

  “Together they’re an unbeatable team. I can’t deny them any longer.” She swept the two piles back into one pile.

  She did love them. She’d loved them both for a long time and knew instinctively they loved her, too. They demonstrated it every time they were all together in their love and care of her, their endless patience in ensuring she always received pleasure and joy.

  “I guess I’ll just have to tell them I love them and agree to marrying them then.”

  As soon as she said it, Kenzie’s face broke out into an enormous, jaw-cracking smile. That’s what she wanted to do. She’d wanted to agree to their demands for a long time, but had been holding back out of a misplaced concern she couldn’t fulfill them. Well,
she’d just have to work at it a little more and make sure she did keep up with them, because she couldn’t deny the relationship any longer.

  Almost as if they’d read her mind, Ryker and Coulton came walking on the decorated pathway between the raised garden beds. Part of the attraction of this garden was that all the pathways were artworks in themselves, using colored stones, and different patterns and textures to delight the elderly residents of the home.

  “You aren’t at work today, Ryker?” she asked.

  “Actually we were looking for you to ask you a question,” said Coulton.

  “Ask away. You found me.”

  “Some of the people were asking about traditional Florentine flogging. Are you okay with the idea if we demonstrate it on you at a BDSM party tonight?”

  Kenzie was about to say yes, then realized she’d be naked in front of everyone. But these were her family, her friends, her community. No one would be critically examining her body, they’d be watching the men’s flogging style. And she really did like the way they did it. Instead of one person using two floggers, one in each hand, they were two people using one flogger each who’d completely matched their styles and strokes and gave her incredible pleasure. So yes, other Doms would like to see that. She could imagine it was like professional pride or achievement or something.

  “All right. I agree.”

  Coulton pulled her to her feet and kissed her, then turned her around and Ryker kissed her, too.

  “Good. Seven o’clock?”

  Slightly dazed from the passionate kiss, Kenzie just nodded.

  * * * *

  Once they were out of sight of Kenzie, Coulton held his hand up to Ryker. “High five!”

  “Yes, so far, so good. That gets her at the party, in public, naked with us.”

  “So the plan goes like this. We demonstrate our own version of Florentine flogging, then while she’s on the verge of orgasming from that, we demand she agree to marry us right then.” Coulton knew he sounded confident, but Kenzie was her own person and was more than capable of refusing them, even in front of the entire community. How were they going to ensure she agreed?