Owning Her Curves
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“Isn’t it obvious?”
“Not to me or Dom.”
“The women in group …” she began.
“Why are you listening to them?”
“I don’t want to embarrass you.”
“Embarrass me how?”
“By being seen with me.”
“We aren’t embarrassed by being seen with you.”
“I understand why you would be embarrassed –”
“Quiet,” John growled.
She immediately obeyed.
“Turn around and get in the truck. Now!”
Once she was in the truck’s backseat, John turned back and looked at Sofia from the passenger seat. “Look at me Sofia,” John said his voice low and firm.
Her eyes flitted back and forth between her lap and his face. Finally they settled on him when she heard him grunt with irritation. She gasped at the fury in his green eyes, which made them as sharp as emeralds.
“Tell us what happened,” he ordered her as Dom took off.
“Some women in group asked if we were all dating,” she reported softly.
“And?” he prompted.
“They couldn’t believe you both would be – seeing me.”
“Why does that matter to you?”
“It doesn’t. I understand why they felt that way. It reminded me that – that you both need – better than me. I’m … I’m …”
“You’re what?”
“Fat, ugly and damaged goods,” she said softly.
“Shit!” John yelled. Sofia jumped, startled by his frustrated outburst.
He was silent the rest of the way home.
Chapter 13
“Undress, now.” John commanded her as soon as they entered the house.
“Here?” she squeaked.
“What did I say?” he growled.
She quickly took off her jeans and sweater. She wore no bra or panties. Deferentially she kept her eyes lowered.
Dom came over and put the pink collar on her. After snapping the leash on, he handed it over to John. John grabbed the ring on the collar. He pulled up on it and made her look at him. Her eyes held tears in them.
“Kitten you are going to be punished,” he told her quietly. “I am going to spank that gorgeous ass of yours until it’s red. Do you know why?”
As she shook her head, the tears began to fall. John wiped them away with his thumb.
“Because you doubt our love for you,” he said to her calmly. “I am angry that you would believe those girls’ words over your own experience with us. We have never acted like we were ashamed of you. We aren’t. You need to know that, to your bones. Hopefully a spanking will make you realize how bad a girl you are when you distrust our love for you. Do you understand?”
“Y – es, sir.”
“Good girl. Come on.”
He led her with the leash downstairs to the basement where the playroom was.
John sat down in a chair with no arms. He grabbed a pillow and put it on his lap. It would help to support Sofia and soften her position of being on top of his thick, hard thighs with her scarred stomach. With the leash he led her down onto her knees and over his lap. Her hands fell to the floor and helped to support her. Grabbing the ring on the collar, he pulled her head up. “Head up kitten. Eyes forward,” he told her. “Yes, sir,” she replied her voice trembling.
He heard her whimper when he laid a hand on her ass. He smiled slightly. Dom sat down in front of Sofia, looking her in the eye. Smiling at her, he bopped her on the nose with his finger. “It’ll be all right kitten,” he told her firmly. “After this you will never forget that we love you. We love you so much that we’ll punish you to make sure you know. Do you understand?”
“No master, I don’t understand. Please don’t hurt me –”
She cried out. The smack resounded around the soundproof room.
“How many John?” Dom asked.
“25.”
“Sounds right.”
He spanked her again. Hard. This time on her left buttock. He tried to not hit her on the same spot twice. The third blow fell with a ringing crack. This time he slipped his fingers between her legs, tapping her clit. She moaned at the dissonance between the pain and pleasure. They both seemed to heighten one another. “Sir,” she whispered, closing her eyes. “Please.”
His hand smacked her cheek with another resounding crack. She cried out again. She gasped at he smacked her cunt, almost coming. Tender warmth quickly followed the sting.
“Don’t you come,” Dom warned. “Or you’ll get ten more.”
“Yes master,” she exhaled.
Six more blows led him down her thighs. His hand brushed against her swollen womanhood and she almost climaxed. As John’s hand rained down on her red, splotchy ass, Dom reminded her why she was being punished.
Sofia had disrespected them all with her thoughts and behavior today. The months they had spent together were treated as if they meant nothing.
“Do we mean nothing to you?” Dom asked, his voice low but strong.
“No master,” Sofia sobbed. “I – I – love you both. I’m sorry I disrespected your love for me.”
“You also disrespected your love for us. Do you know what it means to us to hear that you love us? I feel like I could do anything now that I know you’re in my corner.”
“Invincible,” John agreed.
“I’m so sorry.” Sofia let the tears loose.
“I love you,” Dom told her very clearly, as he wiped away her tears. “John loves you. Don’t every doubt that again. Nothing can separate you from our love. Nothing.
“You are ours. No one is going to take you from us, including yourself. Every time you let your hatred of yourself try to drive you away from us, you will be punished. Do you understand kitten?”
“Yes master.” Her tears had slowed as she realized the enormity of their love for her. “You truly love me. By punishing me, you are showing me how much you love me. You won’t let me be my own worst enemy.”
“Right kitten. There are enough people in the world trying to make us feel less than worthy. Let’s not do it to ourselves.”
“Yes master,” she cried out again as John struck his final blow to her ass. He could make out his handprint on her body and grunted his satisfaction.
John turned her over, towards him and gathered her to his hard body. As he stroked her hair, he kissed her on the top of her head. Tilting her head up, he smiled softly at her. His heart jumped when she returned it.
“Don’t ever forget that I love you,” John told her, his voice rough with emotions. “No matter what anyone says, always believe in us – the three of us. Together we are strong and can handle anything. You understand?”
“Yes sir, I understand. And … I love you John.”
His heart did another flip at her words. “I love you too Sofia,” he whispered into her ear. She grinned up at him.
“And I love you Dom,” Sofia continued, turning her head to her master.
“I love you too Sofia,” Dom purred. “John, I think this amount of progress deserves a reward.”
“Yes,” John agreed readily. He got up carrying her to the king-size bed in their playroom. As they stripped, Sofia watched them with hungry eyes. She would never tire of seeing their tattooed, hard bodies. Wanting to leave kisses all over them but also wanting to stop at their cocks in order to worship their manhoods, she reached out to bring them in closer.
It was all humid breathing, nipping teeth, and hot tongues for the longest time. The three lay there kissing one another, needing the intimacy of face-to-face contact.
Before long the need in their bodies developed to a point beyond any return. John laid down, his cock standing at attention. Sofia straddled him. Grabbing him, she ran him up and down her slit, getting him wet. She groaned as he easily slid himself inside her.
John held her hips steady, while Dom entered her from behind, after lubing himself up. “Oh master!” she cried out. Kneeling behind her,
Dom jackhammered himself into her while John slowly, sensuously fucked her pussy.
It was hours before they gave her permission to orgasm. When she did, she nearly screamed the house off its foundation. As they lay in bed, a tangle of legs, arms and torsos, Sofia still felt the pain from the spanking they had given her. It was a sweet reminder of a learned lesson. They loved her. She loved them. That was all that mattered. Sir and Master had rescued her, tamed her and now owned her. Forever.