by Diane Leyne
Slowly, they’d ramped things up BDSM-wise, introducing impact play slowly, making sure it was interspersed with pleasure of such intensity that sometimes she wept from the intensity of her orgasms. She hadn’t believed it before, not really, but she tried to please them. Now she was a convert. The joy she felt in submission to her men and the intensity of her orgasms when they mixed in impact play left her in awe. Hell, the first time that Chris had used the riding crop on her clit she’d come so hard she’d almost passed out from the intensity.
After that, she threw herself into experimenting with a passion and a joy and they’d actually had to reprimand her for topping from the bottom when she’d printed a listing of things she wanted to try some kind of internet BDSM site. She’d loved every second of her punishment, especially when she saw that they’d posted the listing in the playroom and were methodically working their way through it and keeping notes on what she liked and what she didn’t.
There was just one thing that they’d refused her that she’d been begging for regardless of any punishments, and that was a trust ménage experience. They wanted to be absolutely sure she was ready for it and had refused to grant her request, until today.
The time had come and soon she’d be with all three of them at once, and the thought both thrilled and scared her. Looking around, she realized that some of the equipment such as the spanking bench and bondage table had been pushed aside and two slender poles installed in the center of the room. They were fixed to the floor and the ceiling and were maybe six feet apart.
Maggie reached up and fingered her collar and the leash hanging from it. It was the only thing she was wearing even though they were fully dressed. There was something about being naked and available, at their mercy so to speak, that caused her arousal to soar. Even the leash…it was no longer something she found demeaning. Now she felt the symbolic ownership and found it arousing. Hell, she found just about everything about the Hayes brothers and what they did to her arousing now.
They stopped her just short of the poles. She saw Chris return to the room from the small bathroom, drying his hands on a towel, wearing only a pair of broken-in jeans that were riding low on his hips. She felt her pussy throb at the sight of his flat abs and the light dusting of golden hair that disappeared down into his jeans toward his cock.
He paused to examine the poles and test them as if to make sure they were secure before heading over to where she stood. While she was watching Chris, Carter handed her leash to Dalton and left her side for an errand of his own while Dalton pulled her to him and ran his hand down her spine like he was caressing a beloved pet. She sighed, and he kissed the top of her head.
“Don’t be afraid, pet. I promise you’ll love this as much or more than anything we’ve already done to you. Trust me.”
“I do, Sir.”
Carter came back and handed something to Dalton, who put down her leash so that it hung between her breasts and took the items from his brother. Then Carter knelt at her feet, and she realized that he was attaching cuffs to her ankles and that what he’d handed Dalton were cuffs for her wrists. It didn’t take them long to get them fastened, the soft but firm leather with the shearling lining fitting snugly but not too tight.
Then Chris returned, nodding approvingly at the sight of her in cuffs. He reached out for the leash and used it to tug her to him. She went willingly until she was so close that her breasts were pressed tightly against his body, her nipples abraded lightly by the hair on his chest. She sighed with pleasure.
Chris laughed and kissed her on the mouth. It was no quick peck. His tongue was hard and invading. It was a kiss of domination and ownership, and she loved every minute of it. When he finally pulled back, they were both breathing heavily.
“Time for your blindfold. And no arguing.”
Damn, he knew her so well. She both loved and hated the blindfold. It make all the sensations seem so much more intense when she didn’t know who was going to touch her or how, but it also gave her a touch of fear for the same reasons. She liked to be in control. She knew she gave that up when she submitted, but the blindfold made her submission total. Not only was she no longer in control of what they were doing to her, but she couldn’t even anticipate it.
She felt a tug on the leash, and she carefully made her way forward. One of the men, Chris she thought from the feel of his work-roughened palm, turned her and situated her to his liking before another one, probably Dalton, took her left hand. She heard the clink of a chain and then felt her left arm being tugged lightly straight out to the side. The same process was repeated on the right by Carter. They’d kindly left a lot of slack.
“We aren’t going to gag you, kitten, but you are not allowed to speak except for your safe words. You may moan and groan and make any kind of sound you want, but no words. Nod if you understand.”
Maggie nodded.
“If you start saying words, not only will you rack up punishments, but we may have to gag you, and we don’t want to put anything in your mouth tonight but our cocks. Now be a good girl. Oh, and you have permission to come as often as you want. No need to ask permission.”
Maggie nearly came on the spot. They’d never given her blanket permission to come before. Oh, god, what were they planning to do to her?
Then they both moved back to her ankles, tugging them apart, wider and wider until she could feel her pussy lips gaping open. When they were satisfied, they fastened her ankle restraints to the pole. Then they went back to her arms, tightening those chains so that her arms were straight out beside her with no give to the chain, but no pain or strain either.
They hadn’t finished getting her ready. She could feel the wide leather belt being fastened around her waist and then to the poles as well. Now the only thing she could move was her head, her hands, and her mouth.
* * * *
Dalton looked in satisfaction at Maggie, trussed up tight and immobile for their use. His cock was hard and throbbing, and once she couldn’t see anymore, he quickly stripped off his clothes. He looked up and laughed when he was finished. Carter was already naked, as was Chris. Damn they were fast. They were following the rules they agreed to, though. They took seats, Chris on the bondage table and Carter on one of the spanking benches, and stroked their cocks as they watched Dalton start on Maggie.
Walking over to her, he stood behind her, pressing his cock against her naked ass. He’d jerked off twice earlier today hoping that would help him last, but he felt as horny as a fourteen-year-old boy seeing his first naked lady live and in person and just as close to losing control and coming all over her ass.
Reaching around her body, he traced the top and bottom of the leather belt that helped hold her immobile. Then he dipped on hand lower and slipped it between her legs. He could feel her trying to wiggle her hips so that his questing hand would come in contact with her clit, but he just laughed and bypassed it, dipping a finger directly inside her dripping pussy.
Pulling it out, he put his finger in his mouth and sucked loudly.
“You taste like sunshine and honey, pet. Try some.” He reached down again, and this time, he directed his finger directly into her mouth. She closed her lips around him and suckled strongly. He felt the sensation clear down to his cock and had to pull his finger out with a pop before he exploded.
“Naughty pet. You were trying to make me come. I think you’ve earned your first punishment.”
Seeing her shaking her head frantically in denial made Dalton laugh.
“Baby, you are not going to convince me you don’t want me to punish you. I know just how much you enjoy the feel of my hand on your ass.” He moved slightly and fit actions to words. He was rewarded by her moan of arousal. He repeated the action and then reached between her legs. There was even more moisture than before.
He laughed. “Check out this honey pot, Carter. It’s overflowing with goodness.”
* * * *
Carter eagerly came up off the bench to check for himself. He stood
in front of Maggie, enjoying the sight of his brother pressing against her from behind, reaching around in front of her to cup her breasts as if offering them to his brother.
Reaching down, he slid a finger inside her and then a second. She whimpered as he curled them forward, just lightly rubbing that sweet spot inside of her.
“Remember, love, no coming without permission.”
She just whimpered, and he could see the arousal on her face as she tried to stiffen her body and pull away, but he continued to torment her. Looking down, he smiled. Her tits were at the perfect level. He opened his mouth and let Dalton guide one erect nipple into his mouth. Suckling like a hungry infant, he pulled out of her pussy and gripped her waist tightly just above the belt with both hands.
Moving back and forth, he suckled one nipple and then the other. Then he stood and raised both hands to grip her nipples and massage them firmly, tugging and twisting lightly.
“You know, brother, there’s something missing here.”
“And I know just what it is.” Chris’s booming voice was amused as he approached, pushing the cart they’d prepared beforehand with all of the toys they planned to use on Maggie. “I love to see a sub with her nipples clamped and weighted.”
“You read my mind.” Carter took the clamps from his brother. One at a time he suckled her nipples, making sure they were as hard and erect as possible before sliding clamps onto them. He closely watched her expression, tightening them until she whimpered in pain and then loosening them slightly.
“There’s something else missing.” declared Dalton.
Carter frowned. What had he forgotten? And then he grinned. “I don’t know how I could forget her ass.”
“If you care that little about it, then let me have it tonight,” Dalton piped up.
“Not a chance, little brother. We’ve already had this out. Tonight I get her ass and you get her pussy while she sucks off Chris.” Leaning forward, he kissed her on the mouth, his tongue hard and insistent. “Baby, tonight is the night. You will have all three cocks in your body, so try to relax as we prepare your ass.”
Carter smiled. He was glad she was blindfolded and couldn’t see his expression as he watched and felt the shudder of desire go through her body at his words. The thought of burying himself in that perfect ass had kept him awake all last night. He had dreamed of that ass, and now it was almost time.
Looking over at Chris, he saw that he had retrieved the midsized butt plug, lube, and a pair of gloves. Taking the gloves first, Chris made sure to snap the latex loudly as he put them on so Maggie could anticipate what was coming. Then he took the tube and inserted the long nozzle in her ass and squeezed.
He could hear Dalton crooning to her, “Don’t worry, baby. It’ll soon warm up. Now just relax while he prepares your ass for the plug,” as he rubbed her back with one hand and jostled the nipple clamps with the other.
Carter squeezed some lube on his finger and pressed it against her rear opening as Chris moved again. This time, he moved a small pillow and knelt on it between Maggie’s spread thighs. As Carter pushed his finger against her puckered rosette, he could see Chris lean forward, his hands braced on Maggie’s thighs.
* * * *
Maggie moaned at the feeling to the cold lube Carter had shot deep inside of her. And now she could feel his finger demanding entrance. She tried to relax, but she knew what was coming. She couldn’t seem to help herself and stiffened as his fingertip breached her ass. As he pushed forward, she desperately fought to relax until another sensation penetrated her foggy brain.
First his two large callused hands gripped her thighs, and his tongue swiped between her lower lips from pussy to clit at the same time the finger in her ass pressed all the way in.
“Argughhhh.” She made a strangled sound as the finger in her ass began to pump in and out and Chris pushed a large finger into her pussy. She was so full and the dual sensations were causing little tremors to shoot through her body. It felt so good. Chris added a second finger, moving them leisurely in and out of her wet pussy, pressing back against the single finger belonging to Carter, only a thin membrane separating them.
And then all the fingers were gone, and she tried to protest. The men just laughed and Carter was soon pressing back in, but this time with two fingers. There was more of a stretching feeling this time and a bit of a burn as he scissored his fingers inside her, but she was quickly distracted again as Dalton tugged on what appeared to be a chain he’d added between the nipple clamps and Chris and shoved his two fingers back in her pussy and moved so close that she could feel his warm breath on her swollen clit.
When he reached out with his tongue and licked her clit, she fell apart. When he leaned in closer and suckled her clit and he pumped his fingers in and out of her, she barely noticed that Carter had replaced his own fingers with a butt plug until he pushed it inside her now-stretched ass.
Her body jerked and twitched as her climax slammed through her as Chris kept his mouth latched onto her clit and kept sucking strongly as he shoved a third finger inside her pussy, now tighter than ever because of the butt plug now lodged in her ass.
She moaned and pulled against the restraints as it seemed like her orgasm would never end, the waves of pleasure continuing to flow through her as she felt the two sets of hands on her breasts, rubbing and squeezing and tugging on the clamps.
Eventually, Chris pulled back, removing his mouth and his fingers and making her feel bereft and the tears leaked out. She wanted more. She needed more. And then she got it.
* * * *
Carter looked at the perfectly shaped ass in front of him. All it was missing was some color. He looked over to his brothers and then brought his hand down hard on her left cheek. Dalton moved into position and spanked the right cheek. He heard her moan with both pain and pleasure, and looked down to Chris who still knelt between her legs.
“Do it again,” he commanded.
Carter and Dalton obeyed.
“Her cream is pouring out now, boys. I don’t know if I can keep up, but I’m going to try. Just make sure you don’t hit me by mistake.”
Carter laughed, and then he and Dalton rained down blows on her ass as Chris started licking her inner thighs and pussy in earnest.
They stopped at twenty as they had prearranged and switched to floggers. Dalton used the pleasant, thuddy flogger on her until she was moaning with pleasure and they could tell another orgasm was building, and then he switched the stingier one. Her ass was turning a nice shade of dark pink, and he was careful to spread around the strikes so she her whole ass was a glowing pink.
Then it was Carter’s turn. He had a leather strap. Maggie moaned as he striped her ass with it, the pain causing her arousal to build. His strikes were slow and measured and as precise as if he were following a recipe.
When Chris signaled he could feel another climax building in her, Dalton moved around to her but not before retrieving the next item he knew that Chris would want. Moving in synch, Dalton and Chris go into position. Carter waited for their signal before bringing the strap down on her pink ass. At the same time, Dalton removed the nipple clamps with a quick tug on the chain while Chris shoved the large vibrator with the external clit attachment up inside her pussy and turned it on high. Then he and Dalton leaned down to suckle her abused nipples while he fucked her with the toy.
Carter watched her shudder as a climax ripped through her. This one had come with no warning, and she bucked against the bonds as he continued even as or maybe because he was bringing the strap down hard on her ass.
After the tenth strike, he paused. They had several other implements lined up, but he thought they’d done enough for today as he studied her face. Her head was tilted back, a beatific smile on her face warring with a grimace of pain as he ran his hand over her abused cheeks and squeezed, setting off another ripple through her body, making her moan with pleasure. He signaled his brothers.
Quickly, they removed the vibrator from her pussy and
freed her from the poles while leaving the wrist and ankle cuffs in place. Carter picked up her limp body and carried her over to the large bed as Dalton got into position on his back at the edge of the bed. Chris took his position up on the right and helped Carter maneuver her down onto Dalton’s erect, condom-covered cock. All three moaned with desire as they watched it disappear inside her slick pussy.
Moving behind her, Carter fastened her wrists together and pushed her forward. Chris started caressing her back and whispering encouragement into her ear, and Carter prepared to take the ass that had haunted his dreams.
Chapter Ten
Maggie couldn’t move if she wanted to. She was still coming down from subspace and felt like she’d had a month’s worth of orgasms in a single evening, and it wasn’t over yet. She thought it was Carter who was carrying her, and she knew Dalton was the owner of the cock they were lowering her onto. She moaned as it filled her. She was so tender and swollen from the large vibrator Chris had used on her, and her pussy was compressed from the butt plug that was still up her ass.
She moaned when they pushed her forward, snuggling against Dalton’s warm chest as Chris stroked her back and whispered in her ear and Carter rubbed her abused ass.
She was floating as she heard Chris’s words. “It won’t be long now, kitten, until you have all our cocks inside you at once. Are you looking forward to it? Do you dream of taking us all at once? I know I dream of all of us being inside you at the same time. It makes me so hard just thinking about it. Carter is almost ready for you. He’s slicking up right now, and once he’s got that plug out of your ass, he’s going to shove his cock up inside you, and when he’s done that, I’m going to fuck your mouth. Don’t worry, baby, you don’t have to move a muscle. We’ll do all the work.”