Sophie's Menage

by Jan Springer

  She sighed a breath of relief…or maybe it was disappointment? Wouldn’t it have been exciting if they had bid on her and won?

  She tensed as a noise came at the door. Someone was coming. It had to be the men. Oh, why hadn’t she insisted on a blindfold? Having eye contact with two complete strangers while she was tied like this was unnerving. From here she couldn’t see who had entered, but she listened as they whispered in very low tones.

  Movement at the corner of the hallway made her breath hitch. Two tall figures clad in dark burgundy terrycloth robes stepped into her view. All her nervousness collapsed.

  Oh no!

  “Hey, Spanky. You look hot in that dress,” Eric said her nickname in a deep drawl that sent sweet tingles zipping up her spine.

  “I bet even hotter out of it,” Steve whispered.

  Both men came to stand in front of her. They towered over her. Gosh, she’d forgotten how tall they truly were. Their dominant scents of soap and aftershave and their own unique smells wrapped tightly around her, invoking a naughty burn of need.

  “Why?” It was the only word she could think of to say.

  “Why did we bid on you? Or why did we come back?” Steve asked as he reached out and softly caressed the back of his hand against the right side of her cheek. His knuckles were rough and calloused but his touch was extremely gentle.

  “Both,” her voice sounded so erotically breathless. Her legs weakened as he continued to stroke her.

  “We wanted to see you again,” Eric replied matter of factly.

  He moved behind her and a hot smack against her ass made her swear at the scorching impact. Another carefully placed slap gave her the erotic burn she craved. Gosh, that pain felt good.

  “You couldn’t just ask me out?” she gasped.

  “And risk you saying no?” Eric growled as he strolled in front of her again. The muscles in his cheeks flexed with anger.

  “Especially after the reception we got at your salon?” Steve added. His gaze was dark and brooding as if he’d been the one wronged.

  “You’re damn right I would have said no. Now let me out of these restraints. I want no part of this insanity!”

  “What an angry woman you are,” Eric said. “Angry over what? We’re the ones who had to watch you as you paraded yourself in front of all those men. You know how jealous that makes us. You know we’ll spank you harder, and that’s what you wanted, isn’t it?” He didn’t wait for an answer. He walked behind her again.

  Another carefully placed smack to her left ass cheek with his broad palm had her yelping from the sweet burn. It quickly turned to need. She wanted more.

  “She likes her ass smacked, don’t you, Spanky?” Steve growled. Fury laced his voice and he curled his fingers around her chin. He held her tightly yet tenderly at the same time.

  “You didn’t think that you would get away with such a crass homecoming reception for us, did you? At least not without getting some form of suitable punishment,” he said.

  Behind her the grumble of a rollaway cart erupted. Eric had to be pulling it closer to her. She whimpered as Steve lowered his head. His eyes were heavy lidded and lust shone brightly. His lips parted and then his eyes closed. Sweet panic bit into her.

  Oh my gosh, he was going to kiss her. One kiss from him and her self-control would be destroyed. She just knew it. When they were through with her, she’d have to nurse her broken heart all over again and…

  The instant his warm lips melted over hers all thoughts vanished and her instincts were reborn. Electric need sizzled and she shuddered as pleasure enveloped her. She pulled against her restraints wanting to wrap her arms around his neck and to sink into the kiss, but she couldn’t move. Instead she got onto her tippy toes for better access to his mouth. He kissed her firmly and deeply. The kiss was different than any other she’d experienced with him before. It was more intense and determined and she loved it.

  Eric chose that moment to paddle her ass and she yelped against Steve’s mouth. Searing pain blossomed across her butt cheeks. It was quickly followed by incredible heat and the pleasure burn she loved.

  Steve released his grip on her chin. A second later his palms splayed against her waist. He held firm and she was pulled into masculine hardness as he pushed his body against hers. She gulped at the immense erection pressing against her belly.

  His kiss strengthened. His tongue forged into her mouth with such dominance it unleashed a storm of wicked sensations inside her.

  Oh! He tasted fantastic. Bold, daring, dark and demanding. Her toes tingled as his tongue possessed every inch of the inside of her mouth. Their tongues dueled in an erotic dance until she grew heady and her breathing became rough and fast.

  Damn him, he’d always been an addiction to her. This time was no different. She was helpless against the pleasure bursting on her lips and in her mouth.

  Eric smacked her butt cheeks again and erotic pain blistered across her ass. She moaned at the unbelievable heat and hungrily kissed Steve. More slaps rained on her tender flesh. Pain. Heat. Excitement.

  She creamed warmly.

  “Blushing beautifully,” Eric growled.

  Bastard.

  She became vaguely aware of fingers pulling down the bodice of her dress. The material snuggled beneath her breasts, lifting them, just as it was designed to do. Steve continued to kiss her with dominant pressure.

  His robe rubbed erotically against her sensitive nipples, causing a maddening friction. She pulled on her restraints, needing more stimulation. She’d been starving for this kind of attention for so long she couldn’t even think straight.

  Fire exploded against her ass as the paddle smacked and slapped. She jerked against her binds. Perspiration beaded across her forehead and her neck. She ached for Steve to slide his cock into her vagina. To have Eric thrust his shaft deep into her ass. But they didn’t do what she craved.

  They continued tormenting her with hot kisses and sharp slaps until she could no longer stand the exquisite pleasure. Desperation made her break the kiss.

  “Stop…playing…with me,” she gasped.

  She forced herself to open her eyes. She should have kept them closed. Steve stared at her with raw lust gleaming on his face. His lips were red from their intense kisses and his gaze heated with sexual need.

  “You want relief, Spanky?” he growled. Laughter tinged his gaze. He knew she was desperate and he was enjoying her predicament.

  Damn them!

  Eric stopped paddling her ass and cupped her fiery ass cheeks with his hot palms. He squeezed gently. The pressure was exquisite.

  “What do you want from us, baby?” Eric growled.

  “Relief!” she snapped.

  “Oh, you’ll get it…in our sweet time,” Steve said. His eyes were blazing now and she knew he was serious.

  “No…please...” Oh, she was beyond begging now.

  He nodded to Eric. “Pass me the electric swatter.”

  Goodness! An electric swatter. She’d heard of them, but she’d never experienced one.

  She keened when she saw what looked like a tennis racket being passed to Steve.

  “This should be a suitable punishment that I’m sure you’ll enjoy,” Steve said. He pressed a button on the black handle and a soft hum filtered into the air.

  Nervousness and excitement fought inside her as she warily eyed the swatter.

  “Brace yourself, Spanky,” Steve said.

  She tensed as he swung the racket at her right breast. The strings zapped sweetly against her nipple electrifying her flesh. Instinctively she convulsed. The sharp sting was magnificent. Steve swung the racket again, this time swatting her left breast. Pain arrowed into her flesh. Erotic pleasure followed.

  She moaned despite not wanting to. The last thing she wanted was to show them how much she enjoyed this toy.

  She gazed down at her breasts. They were blushing pink. Her nipples were beaded and hard and aching deliciously.

  “Keep her going, I’ll pre
pare her ass,” Eric growled and uncupped her ass cheeks.

  Sophie blew out a tense breath as Steve continued swatting her breasts unleashing a barrage of carnal sensations. When she heard the slurp of lube from behind her, she couldn’t stop herself from keening with anticipation.

  “Your ass is blushing so beautifully,” Eric said. She inhaled as a lubed finger prodded at her sphincter. The tight ring of muscles protested and then allowed entry. Spectacular pressure followed as he stretched her. He spread the lube gently with sensual strokes, then withdrew his finger.

  Steve swung the racket again. The impact against her nipple thrilled her and she jerked against her binds. Steve stopped and Eric slipped more cool lube into her ass. Then he withdrew his fingers and gave her a hearty yet sharp slap across her butt cheeks. The burn from his palm was beautiful and she creamed.

  “The need for us to fuck you is growing. I can read the intensity in your eyes,” Steve whispered. He swung the racket several more times until she was writhing against the restraints and her breast’s nerve endings were on fire with arousal.

  Suddenly he dropped the racket and it clattered to the floor. His eyes darkened with intent.

  Without warning he slid a couple of fingers over her engorged clit. She gasped and cried out as he kneaded sensitive nerves. Eric slapped her ass. The fiery sting turned to flames that washed over her in sensual waves.

  Her body tightened. She ached. She burned. Her hands clenched into fists. She jerked as the climax spiralled out of nowhere and consumed her within a whirlwind of shivers and convulsions.

  As Steve rubbed her clit and Eric smacked her behind. She went mad within a frenzy and sensations rained over like a kaleidoscope. Nerve endings sizzled. She writhed and shuddered and gyrated her hips.

  Steve slipped three fingers into her sopping pussy. He gathered juices, withdrew, furiously massaged her aching clit and then pumped his fingers into her again. Behind her, Eric spanked her over and over again.

  The driving pleasure and wicked pain intermingled, blossomed and made love to her senses and to her body. Yes! This is what she wanted. This is what she craved.

  But she knew the price may be too heavy to bear…when they left her again.

  *

  Eric loved her guttural cries as she came. It was music to his hears. He’d been waiting so long to hear her pleasure again. Too damned long. Heat sizzled against his palms as he kept spanking her and excitement roared through him as she cried out over and over again.

  She was hung on an agonizing rack of pleasure and he knew this is what she loved. She twisted and gasped against her restraints as Steve finger fucked her. Her body jerked with every slap to her cute ass cheeks. Her thighs trembled as she fought to stay standing and perspiration dampened her back.

  Oh yeah, this is the way he loved having her. Wrapped inside her pleasure and at their mercy. His cock was so engorged and hard and thick like a spike. It would only be a matter of time before he took her fast and hard.

  *

  Impatience raged through Steve as he manipulated Sophie into staying within her orgasm for as long as possible. He kept pressure and friction on her clit, dipping in and out of her clenching vagina to collect her warm cream and using it for lube. He enjoyed the erotic way she whipped her head back and forth as she cried out. Her eyes were scrunched tightly and her lips were parted as she panted and gasped.

  She was lost in her own little world of pleasure and he was anxious to join her. His shaft throbbed and his balls were pulled up so tight and swollen he needed release in a heck of a bad way. But first they needed to tease her just a little bit more.

  *

  She’d barely come down from her spectacular orgasm when Eric’s lust-dripped voice sank through her layers of after-climax high.

  “Time for the spanking bench, Sophie. You know what that means…” he teased.

  A wicked tremble of anticipation rolled through her. Oh yes, she knew what was going to happen next. It was their turn for pleasure and she couldn’t wait. She didn’t even realize her ankle and wrist restraints had been detached until Eric and Steve held her firmly by her arms and instructed her to walk.

  Fire laced her buttocks and a wonderful soreness whispered through her shoulders as she took a step and then another. Her legs were jittery and if the guys hadn’t been holding her, she would surely have dropped to the floor into a helpless heap.

  As they led her, she kept her eyes closed. She wanted to stay in this euphoria of having her two men back in her life, even if for a short time. A moment later they guided her onto the lush padding, and she lay belly down. Her head was positioned in such a way that her chin rested comfortably on a chin rest.

  She held her breath as snaps of ripping foil split through the air.

  Condoms.

  She creamed.

  “Hey baby,” Eric whispered and she tensed involuntarily as two hot palms caressed her ass cheeks.

  “Open your mouth for me, Spanky,” Steve growled from directly in front of the bench. “Wrap your sweet lips around me. I have missed this for too damn long,”

  The impatient tremble in his voice smoothed like silk over her senses and suddenly she had a flaming need to have him thrusting into her mouth.

  She parted her lips and accepted his thick cock. His condom-sheathed shaft tasted of fragrant cherry and power and dominance as he slowly slid it into her mouth, withdrew and then pushed in again. She tightened her lips, loving the elevated veins and the erotic shiver of his flesh as he moved in and out.

  Eric smacked her ass cheeks with what she identified as a thin short cane. The stinging bite of pain was sweet pleasure. Heat splayed over her flesh where he struck .

  “You never wanted us to go, did you, Sophie?” Steve groaned as he engaged a slow thrust.

  She wished she could tell him that he was right, but her mouth was full of his hard pulsing flesh. She tensed and shuddered as Eric stopped caning her ass and his finger nudged against her anal opening.

  “Your I-don’t-give-a-shit attitude about us leaving really pissed us off,” Steve said in a thick voice.

  Gosh, they’d picked one hell of a time to start up a conversation about the past. She wanted to participate in answering, but the unmistakeable press of Eric’s thick shaft against her sensitive anal nerve endings as he pressed his cock past her sphincter had her moaning at the incredible fullness. His penis was thick and hard and so wonderfully long as he sunk deep into her. The pressure was intense and intoxicating and she moaned around Steve’s shaft.

  “That’s it, baby. Take us in. Enjoy what we have to offer. We aren’t going anywhere this time around.” Eric spoke in such a soft tone that the tenderness lacing his voice almost brought her to tears.

  Were they staying?

  “You can get rid of that spanking machine in the basement too,” Steve growled as he thrust his cock into her mouth again.

  Oh how embarrassing! The only people she’d told about her toy were Marley and Claire and now Eric and Steve knew as well. Had Marley or Claire told them?

  But were they serious? Were they really staying? Unbelievable happiness bubbled within her. They wouldn’t tease her so horribly. They had to be speaking the truth.

  “You won’t be needing that machine because you’ll have us,” Eric said. He began a gentle thrust in and out of her ass. The intense pressure of his impalement scattered all her thoughts of disbelief . Euphoria pulsed through her.

  They were staying! They would have time to talk things through. She would force herself to communicate this time around. She just had to. She didn’t want to lose them again.

  Knowing that she might have another chance with them allowed her to relax and fully enjoy their powerful thrusts. Her lips tightened around Steve’s shaft as she smiled. The sharp slap of flesh against flesh had her moaning with anticipation.

  Her fingers tightened around the bench grips as their pistoning strokes grew faster and more frantic. Tension snowballed inside her. Her thighs tig
htened and her breathing escalated and grew rough.

  Sensations spiralled out of nowhere, slamming into her hard and fast. She cried out at the impact. Embraced the explosion as it swelled and shuddered and swallowed her, thrusting her into erotic bliss.

  From somewhere far away Steve cried out. His cock pulsed and jerked in her mouth and then warmth followed as he came into his condom. A second later Eric groaned and bucked hard as his orgasm grabbed hold. The guttural sounds of her men coming made her pleasure increase tenfold and she was swept deeper into the beautiful world she’d missed so much.

  *

  “Let’s relax a bit in the tub while Eric prepares some refreshments for us” Steve whispered as he dropped his condom into a nearby waste paper basket and cast a quick glance at Eric who stood naked at a nearby mini-bar fixing them drinks.

  Sophie nodded and he lifted her from the spank bench into his arms. Her sweet warm curves pressed erotically against him and his cock jerked with arousal. He almost groaned out loud at his fierce reaction to her. Man, he’d always reacted wildly to her and even after having just orgasmed, he was ready to go another round with her.

  Her hand swept softly against his chest and he inhaled sharply at her electric touch and at how his muscles flexed beneath her fingers. Her eyelids fluttered and as she opened her eyes, his heart just about melted. Man, she had the prettiest brown eyes. He especially loved the gold flecks that sparkled in them and the really neat dazed look she had. It was as if she were in awe or maybe she was in disbelief about something.

  “Are you really staying? Or is this a dream?” she asked.

  Ah, that’s what it was. She thought they’d been fooling with her about staying.

  “If you want us to, then all you have to do is say it,” Steve said softly. Why the hell hadn’t she said it before they’d left?

  “I’m so sorry,” she whispered. A look of shame washed over her face and guilt clutched his gut. Hell, he hadn’t meant to make her feel bad.