I heard someone move, but it wasn’t Mr. Parker, so I kept sucking him, allowing him to inch deeper into my throat. The sound of metal clanking caught my attention, but still Mr. Parker didn’t move.
“Damn, that’s a nice mouth,” he stated, his hand pressing down on my throat. It wasn’t enough to block my airway, but enough to remind me he was in charge.
Then his cock was jerked out of my mouth and he stumbled back. I flipped over to see what was going on and that was when I noticed Mr. Snowden had cuffed one of Mr. Parker’s hands and was connecting it to the top rung on the outside of the jail cell.
I sat up and smiled, curious as to what was going on.
Mr. Parker’s eyes were intense when he peered over at Mr. Snowden.
“What are you doing, pup?”
That was when I realized…Mr. Snowden had just taken improvisation to a whole new level.
Forty-Six
JUSTIN
WHEN I FOUND MYSELF BEING cuffed to the cell, I knew something was going on. As many times as Ben and I had played, never had he done anything like this.
“I will ask you again,” I repeated. “What are you doing?”
He didn’t answer as he tugged my tie from around my neck, then began unbuttoning my shirt. It took some work, but he managed to get my jacket and my shirt off my free arm before he cuffed that wrist to the cell, then freed the other one so he could complete the task. He jerked my jacket and shirt off, then reattached the cuff so that my arms were above my head, spread wide. Obviously, he wanted me naked, because he proceeded to remove everything else. My shoes, socks, slacks, briefs.
And there I stood, naked and cuffed before my submissives.
“What’s going on?” Addison asked and I looked over to see she was just as surprised by the turn of events as I was.
After Ben placed my clothes on the desk, he turned to face me.
“I’m going to give you two options.”
My eyes were locked with his as I heard words I was so familiar with. I was usually the one giving options, so I was curious as to where this was headed.
“You can let this scene play out and take your punishment like a man…” Ben’s eyes never left mine. “Or you can use your safe word and we’ll end this all right here and now.”
I didn’t like the way he said that. I got the feeling that by “all,” he wasn’t only referring to the scene.
“What do you mean by punishment?” I asked.
Ben shook his head. “That doesn’t matter. You need to make your choice now. Take your punishment or use your safe word.”
I already knew what my answer was, but I decided to watch him for a few minutes, forcing him to wait. He didn’t flinch, didn’t look away. Whatever was going through my pup’s head…he was serious.
“I’ll take the punishment,” I told him. “Whatever you feel is appropriate.”
“For what?” Addison asked. “Why are you punishing him?”
She had turned so that she was facing me, her legs dangling off the desk. I glanced over at her, admiring her for not the first time tonight. I loved the corset Ben had purchased for her. It was perfect, offsetting her pale skin and her long, dark hair. She was, by far, the sexiest woman I had ever laid my eyes on.
“He’s punishing me for running,” I told her, lifting my eyes back to his. “For failing him and you.”
“You didn’t fail us,” she countered.
Ben was still staring at me, his face hard.
“I did,” I admitted. “And a Dom who can’t give everything to his submissives doesn’t deserve the title.” My chest constricted, the pressure from all those damn emotions I’d been holding back building. “I ran,” I continued. “Because things got real for me. I hadn’t planned on that and it took me by surprise. I panicked. And I ran.”
Ben remained quiet, but I could see the emotion in his golden eyes.
I looked over at Addison, addressing her. “You deserve so much more than I’ve given you.” When she started to shake her head, I narrowed my eyes. “Yes, you do. I fucked this up for all of us because I couldn’t handle the way I felt about you.”
I could see tears forming in her eyes.
“It’s the same way I feel about Ben.” I cut my eyes back to him. “I’ve never admitted it because I think it makes me weak. Vulnerable. And I hate that shit.”
I could hear them both breathing, knew they were waiting for me to confess. I wasn’t sure I could. As much as I needed them to know that I was sorry, I felt as though I was cutting myself wide open.
“Continue,” Ben finally said when I was quiet for a couple of minutes.
I shook my head. “I can’t.”
“Then use your safe word,” he demanded.
I frowned as I stared back at him. “I’ll take your punishment. That’s not the issue.”
A spark lit his eyes. “Don’t you get it? This is your punishment. Being forced to address the things that make you vulnerable…to realize you have to trust those who love you. As a Dom, you should realize that’s the most effective punishment there is. I mean, that’s what you do to us, is it not? You force us to hand over our trust, to give you everything that we are. We’ve done that. Now it’s your turn.”
Out of all that, there was one part I was hung up on. You have to trust those who love you.
In the near-decade we’d been together, Ben had never told me he loved me. I had never told him. Although it was obvious, neither of us had ever said the words. However, we had powered on and I had convinced myself that I didn’t need to say it and I didn’t need to hear it.
My eyes cut to Addison.
She would need to hear it.
She deserved to hear it.
I looked back at Ben.
And so did he.
Swallowing hard, I nodded, giving myself permission to cut myself open and bleed for them.
*
BEN
PART OF ME HAD EXPECTED Mr. Parker to use his safe word.
After all, that was basically what he’d been doing all this time. Rather than face the difficult things, he ran. Yet unlike submissives who used their safe word as a means to get out of what they didn’t want to do, Mr. Parker had never been held accountable.
There were plenty of subs we’d encountered over the years who would use their safe word because they didn’t want to do something. Not because it scared them or because it caused unnecessary mental stress, simply because they wanted to maintain control. Those submissives generally ended up going back to the vanilla world because it was safer for them.
Mr. Parker would never survive in the vanilla world. He was a Dominant of the highest caliber and he had spent a decade giving me what I needed. Everything except for his trust.
I was demanding that now.
Not only for myself but also for the woman we loved, the woman I knew we both intended to spend the rest of our lives with if she would have us.
Holding Mr. Parker’s stare, I waited patiently.
“I’m sorry,” he said, his voice softer. “I’m sorry for not giving you what you needed when you needed it. And I’m sorry for not trusting you when it was most critical.”
I nodded. That was a good start.
I moved toward him, getting right in his face. My eyes were locked with his.
“I’ve held back as much as you have. For almost a decade, I’ve wanted to tell you that I love you,” I told him firmly. “I’ve loved you from the day I met you. And I’ll love you for the rest of my life. You never failed me, not once. And it wasn’t until Addison came into our lives and I watched you fall for her the same way that I did that I realized we’d both been holding back.”
Mr. Parker’s eyes scanned my face and I could see all that pent-up emotion there.
A sob sounded from behind me and I turned to see Addison still sitting on the desk, tears streaming down her face.
Christ.
I hated to see her cry.
Moving over to her, I cupped her face and
tipped her chin up. “I love you. How and when it happened, I don’t know, but I do know that what I feel for you is something I’ve never felt for anyone except for my Dom.”
She sobbed again, her eyes imploring me. I could tell she was scared, and I couldn’t blame her. After our recent falling-out, we’d all been damaged by the things we’d said and done. I wanted to tell her that it wouldn’t happen again, that I intended to spend the rest of my life making her happy, but I knew words would mean nothing. She would need proof and I intended to spend the rest of my life proving it to her.
“I love you.”
The words didn’t come from Addison, and we both glanced over at Mr. Parker.
“I love you both.” His voice was rough, the words strangled by emotion.
And of all the words he had spoken to me over the years, that was the single greatest thing I had ever heard.
“And I love you both, too,” Addison whispered. “I’m sorry that I’ve caused so much trouble, but—”
I turned and placed my hand over her mouth. “Don’t go there. Nothing you’ve done has caused this. Everything that happened was meant to happen. We were supposed to get to this place right here. That’s the way the universe works. Our paths are mapped out for us and we follow it until we get right where we belong.”
She was crying harder now and I pulled her into my chest, peering over at Mr. Parker. He was still naked, still cuffed to the bars, and not once had he tried to pull away. He had willingly accepted his punishment, handing over not only his trust but his vulnerabilities. That in itself was proof of his love.
When Addison pulled back and wiped her eyes, there was a small smile on her face. “So what do we do now?”
“Well, first,” Mr. Parker said, his tone harder than before, “you get me down from here.”
I knew that was coming.
“As long as you promise not to punish us for this,” I said, releasing Addison and moving over to him.
“Oh, I won’t punish you. However, I do intend to give you exactly what you deserve.”
Knowing I would merely be testing his patience if I left him there, I decided he’d paid his dues. After releasing him from the cuffs, I stood my ground as he dropped his arms and took a step closer to me. When he reached around and cupped my head, jerking me to him, I went willingly. His mouth crushed to mine and the man kissed me in a way I wasn’t sure he had ever kissed me. I could still taste his control and all those vulnerabilities I’d grown accustomed to over the years, but I tasted something else, too.
Love.
It was all there.
Mr. Parker finally released me, then took one step back.
“While I have a chat with our submissive,” he told me, “I want you to go into my bedroom, strip off your clothes, pull the blankets off the bed, then lie down on your back.” His eyes dropped down to my cock. “Do not touch yourself.”
“Yes, Mr. Parker.”
And just like that, my Dom was back, stronger and more powerful than ever.
And I welcomed him.
Forty-Seven
ADDISON
WHEN I WOKE UP THIS morning, I never would’ve thought that I would be sitting on a desk in front of a jail cell while Mr. Parker stood naked before me. Yet here I was, fighting back tears while one of the sexiest men alive was less than two feet away.
And then he was closer.
Once Mr. Snowden left the room, Mr. Parker came over and stepped between my legs, his hands casually resting on my thighs, his fingers lightly rubbing my skin.
I stared up into his eyes, trying to read whatever thoughts were plaguing his mind. My tears had finally stopped of their own accord. I certainly hadn’t tried to hold them back. It would’ve been pointless. As soon as Mr. Snowden mentioned words like trust and vulnerable, and especially the L word, I’d been a goner.
“I do owe you an apology,” Mr. Parker said softly, lifting his hand and cupping my cheek. “That day when you came into my office and I had my way with you on my desk… No, maybe it was even before that. I don’t know. But that day, I realized that this thing between us wasn’t going to be casual. There was no way I could even consider letting you go. I was scared because I didn’t anticipate it happening. So, I put some distance between us. That move snowballed into something else and…well…”
I swallowed hard, willing the tears back. There was no reason to cry, even if it was merely all my happiness trying to break free.
I reached up and cupped his face and smiled. “I accept your apology. And I love you, Mr. Parker. I want you to know that, no matter what, you will always have my love and my submission because I offer it up to you freely.”
“I love you, too, little rebel. But you have to know that it’s not easy for me. If there’s ever a time when you wonder how I feel, just smack me over the head and insist I tell you.” His smile was sweet.
My heart turned over.
“But,” he said on a rough exhale, “now that we’ve all bared our souls, it’s time for me to give my two sneaky submissives exactly what they deserve.”
“And what might that be?” I asked, hope consuming me.
“Although I do love this outfit, I want you to strip and go into my bedroom. My pup should be laid out on the bed. I want you to spend the next fifteen minutes pleasuring him with your mouth any way that you see fit. And when I tell you time’s up, I want you to crawl over him, sink down on his cock, and wait for me to join you.”
White-hot pleasure caused my blood to pump faster in my veins and my insides to tighten with anticipation.
“Yes, Mr. Parker.”
“Good girl.” He kissed me softly, then helped me down from the desk.
Without hesitation, I kicked off my heels, stripped the stockings and panties down my legs, then turned and asked for his help in removing the corset. Mr. Parker undid the laces and I left it on the desk with everything else, skipping right into his bedroom.
As Mr. Parker had said, Mr. Snowden was laid out on the bed, his attention focused on the ceiling until he heard me come into the room. He turned his head and his eyes widened, probably from noticing that I was as naked as he was.
“I’ve been told I have the next fifteen minutes to pleasure you with my mouth. Any way that I see fit.”
He smiled. “Well, what are you waiting for?”
I crawled up onto the bed with him, sitting between his feet. I then used my mouth to casually graze every inch of his skin from his ankles to his neck, pausing only to give his cock a few good licks and to torture his nipples with my teeth. By the time I reached his mouth, he was panting almost as hard as I was.
“Time’s up, little rebel,” Mr. Parker said from behind me.
Staring down into Mr. Snowden’s eyes, I grinned. “Now I get to take your cock inside me.”
His eyes flared as he reached for me, his hands settling on my back and pulling me close. I reached between us and guided him inside me. It wasn’t until I’d taken a couple of inches when I realized the plug was still in my ass.
“Oh, God,” I moaned when he held me still and thrust his hips upward, sliding deeper inside my body.
“How does that feel?” he whispered.
“Full. I feel so full.”
The bed shifted behind me but I didn’t look. I knew Mr. Parker had joined us.
“Take more of me,” Ben insisted.
I relaxed and eased down on him. The pleasure was intense, the feeling of fullness overwhelming. I had never been filled like this before.
I rocked back and forth until Mr. Snowden was lodged to the hilt inside me. Only then did I feel the plug shift.
“Fuck,” Mr. Snowden hissed.
I stared down at him.
“I can feel it against my cock.”
“Does it feel good?” I giggled.
“Yeah.”
“It’ll feel better when it’s my cock,” Mr. Parker announced.
The plug popped out and I was just getting used to the relief when I felt the h
ead of Mr. Parker’s cock breach my hole.
“Relax for us, little rebel,” he said against my ear.
I did as he said, my chest crushed to Mr. Snowden’s while Mr. Parker’s warmth covered my back. Once he had pushed past the ring of muscles, his arms came around me, settling beside Ben’s shoulders, and I was completely surrounded and filled by them.
I was so overwhelmed I could hardly breathe, much less think, so I relaxed and let them do all the work.
They began moving, rocking gently, both of them filling me at the same time. Then Mr. Parker pulled out and only Mr. Snowden’s cock was inside me. They alternated for the longest time. My skin tingled as the pleasure consumed me. I felt safe and loved and oh so cherished right at that moment. I moaned and rocked, trying to get them to move faster, needing more than they were giving me.
“Color, little rebel?”
“Green, Mr. Parker,” I said on a sigh.
“Good, then we’ll give you more.”
And they did. Both of them fucking me, driving in deeper, harder, faster while our combined moans and groans filled the air. It felt as though my hair was standing on end because the sensations had consumed me, the electricity bursting in my veins as a warm glow filled my womb.
Mr. Parker nipped my ear. “Come for us, pet. We want to feel you come.”
Yeah. That was all it took for my orgasm to crash. Wave after wave of pure bliss rocked me from my head to my toes.
“Oh, shit,” Mr. Snowden groaned. “Your pussy…so tight. Ah, fuck. I can’t…”
“Come for me, pup,” Mr. Parker ordered. “Come for me right now.”
I cried out as Mr. Snowden slammed into me, his cock pulsing, triggering another orgasm. Shockwaves detonated when Mr. Parker stilled, his cock pulsing in my ass.
As I relaxed between them, loving the way their hands moved over me, I knew this was where I wanted to be for the rest of my life.
Right here.
Surrendering to my two Doms.
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