Feeling Lucky [Lucky, Montana 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by Beverly Price

  The Dom slowly dragged the ends of the flogger across the woman’s breasts, and Sam could hear her whimper with need from where they were sitting. Then the Dom stopped the movement of the flogger and raised it in the air before bringing it down on her swollen breasts, leaving small pink marks on her skin. The woman moaned as it connected, and Sam found herself becoming aroused. She wondered what it would feel like to have the lush sting of the leather connect with her skin. He continued this process over and over again, never hitting the same spot twice, and then moved it down her body until it was hitting her exposed clit. The woman moaned louder, but the Dom stopped only to tug on the chain. This same pattern continued twice more before Noah and Sydney stood.

  “Come, sub, there are at least two more shows to see before we go into a room and talk.” Sam could tell this had to be his Dom voice from the deep and commanding tones, and it was probably best not to argue with him right now about being called a sub. There were just too many men in one room for her, and she honestly didn’t want to have any other man spank her ass. Standing, she followed without question, knowing she would be able to ask them all of her questions once they were out of earshot of the other Doms.

  The next stage was set up oddly. There was a woman lying on a long table with her feet in stirrups, with one Dom at the end and another male up top. One of the males was dressed up in a doctor’s outfit and the other in green-colored scrubs. The woman was wearing what looked like a patient’s nightgown. What the heck is this? The one male, who she guessed was the nurse, was leaning down and playing with the woman’s breasts, while the doctor pulled up a stool and widened the woman’s legs. He brought a big light down to show her pussy to everyone. The scene looked weird to Sam. It reminded her of going to see a gynecologist. She guessed the men saw her expression before telling her it was role-play, doctor, nurse, and patient. As she watched for a couple of minutes, she realized this was not her cup of tea. The men stood, this time not telling her to stand or follow like before, but she knew she was supposed to. They walked down another hallway when she was suddenly being assaulted by the smell of hay. It was odd, because every room so far smelled of sterile equipment and sex. As soon as they turned the corner, she saw why. Holy fuck, she suddenly felt like she fell down the rabbit hole. She half expected the Cheshire cat to float into view.

  Chapter Three

  Sam couldn’t believe her eyes. The first thing she saw was several men and women in various animal costumes. Some people in costumes were sitting on hay barrels, or on dog beds, while it looked like their owners pet them, fed them, or hit them with a newspaper. Trying not to laugh, she was dragged to stand against the wall as the people on stage worked on their performance. There was a man who was dressed in leather chaps and had some type of small saddle on with a bit in his mouth. Then there was a woman sitting on his back dressed in a sexy cowgirl outfit that left nothing to the imagination. Sam did her best not to say anything and just stand there and watch. The man neighed and bucked as the woman got off him, taking the bit out of his mouth and offering him a cube of sugar.

  “It’s called Aristotelian Perversion to people who don’t know, or in this case it’s Pony play, princess. Many people act out with one partner being either a dog, cat, or pony. We did at one time have a couple who liked to be lions, but they have since moved away. It’s very common, and this is a safe place for them to play without being judged. Now, come.” Sam was grateful Noah took her hand and pulled her out of the room. Sydney was chuckling behind her as they once again entered another room. This one was empty except for a long couch and side table.

  “Okay, sub, right now I want you in position. I am sure you know what that is, as Ryan has told you or you have read about it. Am I correct?” asked Noah.

  “Yes, Sir, he told me. Plus I did research before I came.” She spoke as she went down on her knees as gracefully as possible, keeping them spread wide. She sat back on her heels, lowering her head and keeping her shoulders square. Her back was straight, and she put her hands on her thighs. Sam tried to calm her breathing down and control all the running feelings going through her head. She was confused by the flood of emotions that slammed into her. All of her life, she had always been the one to take charge in the bedroom. It was the only way she could feel safe. Now here she sat with two strangers who had stripped her control away, and she was getting aroused. She felt Noah’s hands gently place on top of her head in a soft caress.

  “Very good, sub, now I know that you have many questions about what you saw. It’s okay to talk in here away from the others. But since this could be a lengthy conversation, why don’t you come sit by us?” Noah stated as he held his hand out to her to help her up. She was grateful, because she wasn’t used to kneeling. She suspected if she was going to do this more regularly, she would need to learn or adjust. Sam sat down again, sandwiched between Noah and Sydney.

  Noah was beyond impressed by how well she was behaving. He would have loved her to misbehave just a little so he could warm her pretty little ass up, but hopefully before the night ended he would get his chance. As she sat between him and Sydney, she seemed relaxed and excited. He had to chuckle at the way she started to fidget when she was chewing something over in her mind. She was a ball of energy, and he enjoyed that about her. She acted submissive in the club, but he suspected it was because she was in shock about the experience she just encountered. That being said, she probably didn’t want her ass to be lit up by another Dom either. What she didn’t know there was no way in hell he would allow anyone to touch her. If punishment was going to be given, it would be by either him or Sydney. For the first time ever, he wondered what it would be like to have something outside of a contract with this girl. She intrigued him. Granted he had only seen her for a short while, but within that time she had shown her true colors. He watched her as she walked around the room in her outfit, and even though Sam felt exposed she generally seemed excited about this evening. She was smart, fun, energetic, somewhat submissive, and sexy as hell. Everything he had ever hoped to find in a girl. But for now, he would take the time he had with her and see where it led.

  “Okay, go ahead and ask all your questions, and we will help you any way we can to answer them. What did you think of the last scene?” Sydney asked her. Bracing himself for her answer, he waited to hear her speak.

  “Well, to be completely honest, I don’t want to offend someone, but it was funny and kinda cute. I can see why some people do the puppy thing with the cuddling and petting, but the whole eating on the floor or getting hit by a newspaper just doesn’t do it for me. And I’m sorry, I live in the country and I have ridden a horse many times, and I couldn’t ride a man and think of him as a pony. It’s just doesn’t float my boat if you know what I mean. So, sorry if you are into that type of thing, but I won’t do it. However, for Halloween I could dress up as Catwoman in all latex for ya, but I want a whip if I do. Catwoman is just hot. Then again, she’s not as hot as Wonder Woman. Okay, I so went off topic. My point is…thanks, but no thanks. Does that answer your question?” Sam replied as her hands finally settled in her lap for the long explanation she just gave.

  Noah had never heard a woman speak so much in a club, and he found it refreshing. He was definitely going to have to watch himself around her, because she could definitely get into trouble if she spoke up. He and Sydney agreed about the Pony play, easing her mind that it was not on their itinerary, and then moved on to talk about the doctor, nurse, and patient scene. She said the idea of a dirty nurse was hot, but the way they did it reminded her of a doctor’s office and she could never do that with her doctor. He was old and more like a father, so the idea didn’t sit with her to well. When Sydney brought up the very first scene she started to squirm in her seat a little. Ah, she did like that one. This is good to know. He would have to remember that for later.

  “Tell me, princess, did you get all hot and bothered when you saw that little sub all displayed out for all to see? Having little jewels attached t
o her nipples making them pop out like small little berries to be plucked? Did you imagine me or Sydney doing that to your mouthwatering breasts? Then after we attached them, we would suck them until you screamed for relief, but we would hold you off. Just like that sub, I would suck that hot little clit unto my mouth and attach a clit clamp, making that hot little pearl shiny and ready to be rubbed and fucked. Are you seeing it in your head now, princess? Did seeing her laid out ready for anything make your pretty pussy leak with your honey nectar?” Noah asked as he ran his hands up and down on her arm. He watched as she closed her eyes as if envisioning it happening to her. Noah loved the fact she was getting hot and bothered by his words. Sydney took his cue and started to kiss her neck, nibbling his way down as he spoke next.

  “Can you see it, baby girl, feel it? Then the flogger comes out, but you can’t see anything because your eyes are covered. Your body can only respond to what your Masters set up for you. The idea of the unknown excites you. The first hit of the soft leather smacks against the swell of your breasts, but the sting fades before the next swat comes to your other one. Again and again, the leather connects to your skin. The pain starts to radiate down into your exposed pussy. Your little clit pulses with the need to come, yet no relief is given. Soon the flogger moves down your body, your tight little stomach, your right thigh, your left thigh, upward to the inside of those lush legs, but never hitting were you want it most. You’re panting with need, wondering how much more you can take. Then it stops, only to be replaced with a tug to your nipple, causing more juice to flow down your leg. The need is so overwhelming that you cry out in frustration and desire. Do you feel it, baby girl? Do you feel what that sub is feeling?” Sydney said as he started to move her small dress off her shoulders, exposing her tits. She didn’t stop them but only moaned as Sydney took her nipple into his mouth. Her mewling set Noah off while he watched his best friend play with their little sweet sub.

  “You know what happened in the end of the scene, princess? Do you know what that big bad Dom did to his poor little sub? He played more. He played with his little toy as if it was Christmas day and he would never get to see it again.” Noah took this time to run his hand up her thigh as he widened her legs, allowing him access to her now-exposed sex. Hearing her breathing patterns pick up, he slowly slid a finger through her folds to find she was already soaking wet. The idea of them playing with her and the fact that anyone could walk in excited him. He deliberately brought his finger to the opening of her sex and slowly, teasingly, worked his way in. She gasped at his invasion. He never stopped his dexterous fingers while he continued his vision to her. “He would then take her sweet little nipples into his mouth and suck them, and he pushed his finger into her tight little cunt, causing her to cry out. Over and over again he would suck and bite them, but would keep his fingers from touching her sweet little clit. She could cry out and thrash, but she wouldn’t be able to go anywhere. She was pinned, bound, only to be left at his whim. Her cries could be heard everywhere, but no one would do anything to ease her suffering. She was helpless to his sweet torture as he continued to push her higher and higher until she was about to go over. Then once again he would stop before bringing the flogger out again and start the whole process all over. Her need would grow and grow to the point to where she would feel like she was losing her mind, but she still doesn’t use her safe word. Do you know why, princess?” Noah asked as he pushed a second finger into her pussy, making her moan an answer inarticulately.

  Sydney had released her breast and started to kiss her neck. “Do you know, baby girl, why she doesn’t? Because she knows once her Master allows her to come it will be worth it. She can take it because it pleases her Master, which excites her more.” Sydney gave him a silent nod, letting him know that he wanted him to push her over. “Can you feel it, baby girl? The need, the desire to come for us, for your Masters? I want you to come, baby, come on Noah’s fingers. Let go and just feel.” Sydney took her breast into his mouth to bite on her nipple. Noah pushed his fingers into her faster and faster. With the other hand, he reached down and rubbed her clit, setting her off. She screamed her release, throwing her head back and gasping for air. Her body shook violently, and sweat dripped from her brow. God, she is beautiful when she comes. She wasn’t going to be a quiet one in the bedroom, and that thought made him smile even more. He loved to hear a woman lost in the throes of passion. He removed his fingers and put them into his mouth to suck her juices off as she opened her eyes and looked up at him. Her eyes were wide and full of fire. The deep blue sparkled bright with excitement. Damn, she tastes good. Sweet with a hint of spice, just like the woman herself. Before he could say anything, the door flew open, and a very pissed-off Gunner stood there.

  “What the hell!” Sam screamed and covered herself, trying to hide behind his back, away from the glare Gunner was sending her way.

  “What the fuck, Gunner! There better be a damn good reason you barged in here,” Sydney barked.

  “We got trouble. Ryan needs you both. I’ll explain on the way,” he said as he looked at Sam and then headed out the door. Sydney wasn’t sure what was going on, but they knew they were here for another reason as well and that playtime was over. Damn it!

  Sydney turned to Sam. “I’m sorry, baby girl, but I need you to go back to your room and stay there until we come and get you, okay? Do not open the door for anyone. Understood?” Sydney made sure to put enough emphasis in his requests so she would not question him further. She nodded her head, but he could tell she wanted to say something else. He knew they were probably going to get an earful about this, and for once he looked forward to being yelled at by this small sub. He reached over and helped her fixed her dress before kissing the top of her head and heading out the door with Noah and Gunner.

  “This better be a fucking emergency, Gunner. My dick is about to bust out of my pants. If I end up with a case of blue balls, I’m going to kill you,” he stated between clenched teeth.

  “I don’t give a fuck about your damn balls, Syd,” Gunner stated matter-of-factly All I know is that we suddenly have a missing sub. She was waiting in the back where her Dom put her, but when he came back to get her to do a scene, she wasn’t there. We checked the videos, and someone came to the room but kept his back to the cameras. We have no clue who the hell he is. He went in and came out with her on his shoulders. No one saw anything, but he knew the emergency exits, and the fucker cut the line to the alarm so it didn’t go off. It’s gotta be the same guy that you were looking for. I know you signed on to do this case, but shit, we had no clue he would go this far as to kidnap from within the club. Her Dom is freaking out.”

  “Fuck, that’s all we needed. The one night we decided to play and not monitor for this fucker and something happens. Who is the sub?” Noah asked.

  “It’s Lana, and Andrew is going nuts. He is calling in all his contacts. I have never seen him this worked up, but then again, he just collared her last week. What are you two thinking?” Gunner snapped back at him.

  “I’m thinking he is picking subs based on a certain need. They all have been different from each other. The only connection has been they were all submissive and recently collared. There is definitely a reason he picks certain ones. We just need to dig into his head more. I want to know what the fuck he is doing to them. We have someone on the inside that says he is selling them to the highest bidder, but none of the men have been able to get into an auction.” Sydney stated. Both he and Noah no longer worked for the FBI after they helped bring down a leak within the agency. It was the last straw for them both. Now they worked in security on private matters. Currently they were working for Ryan at the club to help find the missing submissives. Recently a string of women had been missing across various clubs and states. So far this was the second from Ryan’s, but both Noah and he felt that since this was a larger club, there were more options for the suspect to choose from. They both had been on the floor blending in and playing dungeon monitors to keep an e
ye on everyone. Extra people were called in, but even then the fucker slipped through their fingers. No more. He wouldn’t do anything else until that fucker was caught and behind bars for life.

  The three of them made their way up to Ryan’s office that had papers scattered all over the desk and sat to look at computer screens rewinding and fast-forwarding to get the picture Ryan wanted. Ryan froze the screen when it stopped on the back of the unknown subject, or UNSUB. The man appeared to be about twenty-eight to thirty-two years old. He turned slightly but only to allow a side profile shot of his face. The suspect looked like a nobody. He had the right build for a Dom, so no one would suspect him as a predator, which is why he was able to make it all the way in the back of the club unseen. No visible tattoos or piercings, and he was wearing simple fetwear that all Doms wore. Ryan increased the camera image, and Syd saw it. Bingo. A small scar ran from his left eye down to his nose. It wasn’t much, but it was something they had not seen before. This was a start. Now they just had to find this guy, and the women. Knowing this was going to be a long night for him and Noah, Gunner headed out to watch the floor. They laid out the plans and all thoughts of Sam floated out of their minds and work took over.

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  Sam stood on shaky legs after the most intense orgasm she had ever had. Then they just left. What the hell! Who does that? Well, since they had never lied to her before, she decided to call it a night. She had enough information to give Piper things to write about. Again, she ran her hands down her very short and exposing dress as she walked out the door and back into the club. She was more uneasy as she entered this time without Noah and Sydney. She needed to pass two of the stages to head over to the elevators that allowed her to reach her room. Taking a deep breath, she found a calm within her, and started walking. Sam watched as a couple of Doms and subs looked at her while she walked past, making her wonder what was running through their heads as they stared intently. She was past the first stages, and she had one more to go before the large door to the elevators and her escape. She could do this. She was almost there. She didn’t know why she was so nervous. After all, this was supposed to be a safe club for everyone who came. She could see the last stage come into view, and she kept walking. A new scene being performed stopped her dead in her tracks. It was so intriguing. The woman was being wrapped in a soft, colored rope done in an intricate design. It had a certain beauty to it. The woman looked like she had on a rope corset that pushed her breasts up and out and traveled down to her sex before running along the back of her ass to mimic a thong, but with less material. Her arms were also bound together behind her. She looked so serene. Almost in a trance-like state and so lost in what was happening, Sam was not aware she was still walking until she ran into something and bounced back, hitting the floor. Crap, how embarrassing. Looking up to see what she hit, she realized how much trouble she was in now. Gunner stared down at her as his eyes blazed with fury. Shit.