Sir's Redemption (Doms of Decadence Book 8)

by Laylah Roberts

  “I heard you have a very sick patient for me.”

  Sloan turned to them. Her heart raced as she saw he was dressed in a white coat and had a stethoscope around his neck. She licked her lips.

  “I do. My wife has been acting very strangely lately. She seems to have lost sensation in her breasts and pussy.”

  What? She stared at James in shock.

  “Hmm.” Sloan studied her. “That is very serious indeed. I shall have to examine her very carefully and intimately, do you agree?”

  “Only if I can help,” James said, making her pulse race even more.

  Oh, hell.

  It was really happening. Both of them were going to dominate her. Going to take her.

  Feeling numb, she let James lead her closer to the examination table, which had a white sheet placed over it. The shelves held a variety of equipment. There was even a monitor to measure a patient’s blood pressure and pulse.

  Sloan slowly ran his gaze over her. He began at her feet then worked his way up her body. “These clothes will have to go. Do you really approve of such revealing clothing?”

  “No, I do not,” James said stiffly. “And I have promised her a punishment for wearing such short shorts and that tight top.”

  What? He had? That was the first she’d heard of it.

  “Please, strip her,” Sloan commanded. “If she’s happy to wear such revealing clothing, I find no need to place her in a gown. She may lay on the table naked. It will allow for greater access anyway.”

  What? Eek. She grabbed the hem of her T-shirt, holding it down as James reached for it. He watched her for a few seconds then leaned in, his mouth brushing against her ear.

  “Are you okay, Kinley? Do you need to use your safe word?”

  No. She was safe. She wasn’t hurt. Wasn’t scared. Well, not too much. “I’m all right. Just a bit overwhelmed.”

  He leaned back to look down at her, his eyes kind, with no hint of impatience on his face. “We can slow down.”

  She shook her head. “No, I’m all right.” And she was.

  When James reached for her top this time, she let him pull it off her.

  “No bra?” Sloan asked, sounding shocked even though he’d ordered her not to wear one.

  Then James drew her shorts down, revealing her naked, glistening pussy. She’d had it waxed yesterday in preparation for tonight.

  “And no underwear,” James said grimly. “She’s earned herself a long, hard spanking.”

  Trepidation and arousal swirled inside her. She wasn’t big on pain, but somehow the idea of being draped over James’s lap couldn’t help but make her pulse race, and her nipples harden with desire.

  She looked down at James who was still crouched in front of her, her breath catching. This was the first time he’d truly seen her naked, those few seconds he’d seen her in the bath didn’t really count. Did he like what he saw?

  He patted her pussy gently and smiled up at her. “Beautiful,” he told her, so quietly that no one could have heard but the three of them. She smiled down at him.

  “Look at the glistening dew leaking from her pussy,” Sloan said.

  She looked over at him, aghast. Had he really just said that?

  “Yes, I see it.” James pulled the lips of her pussy apart, and she screeched, jumping back.

  Smack! Smack!

  She hadn’t even seen Sloan move, she’d been too focussed on James. But he’d snuck up behind her, landing several sharp smacks on her vulnerable ass. She yelped.

  When he stopped, she reached around to rub the abused cheeks.

  “No moving when you’re being examined,” Sloan said sternly.

  “And no rubbing,” James added.

  Jesus, having the two of them working in tandem might be more than she could handle.

  “Place your hands at the small of your back,” Sloan ordered. He grasped her wrists with one hand. “Now spread your legs so your husband can examine this dew leaking from your pussy.”

  Oh, hell.

  She spread her legs, leaning back against Sloan as James pulled her lower lips apart.

  “There’s so much lubrication,” James said. “I think she lied about having lost sensation down here.” He gave her a stern look. Her breath caught in her throat, then he circled her clit with his finger, and her legs shook as arousal worked its way through her. She needed to come already.

  “I agree, but we’ll need to examine her to be certain of what’s going on,” Sloan said. “Perhaps you would like to give her that spanking first. Feel free to use my chair.”

  “Thank you, I will,” James answered.

  What? No, she thought that was just part of the scene, not something that was actually going to happen. Oh, dear Lord. James led her over to the chair, and like a ninny, she just followed him.

  What alternative did she have? Making a run for it? Like that was going to work. He drew her over his lap and she lay there feeling a bit like a beached whale as she realized her big, white butt was on display.

  “James?” She attempted to move.

  He held her still then ran his hand over her buttocks. “Sorry, baby. I was just admiring this magnificent ass.”

  Magnificent ass? Really?

  She snorted.

  “Did you just snort?” he asked in a low voice.

  “Sounds like someone needs to spend some time naked this weekend,” Sloan chipped in.

  “I don’t know how she can think she’s anything but beautiful, but I’m all for her being permanently naked.”

  Permanently? Not happening.

  “Hmm, a very pleasant thought,” Sloan said. “The only problem is that it’s very hard to keep your eyes and hands off her. You don’t get much else done.”

  “I can only imagine, having all this beauty on display would be so very tempting.” James ran his hand over her buttocks, and she realized she’d started to relax.

  Smack! Smack! Smack!

  Holy hell. He might not have hands as large as Sloan, but he still packed a punch. Her breath caught and she tensed, waiting for more.

  He stopped, rubbing her hot butt cheeks gently. “Easy, baby. This is just a bit of fun, not a real punishment.”

  Yeah? Someone should tell her butt.

  His hand landed on her bottom once more. He paused to rub her ass. While his spanks stung they weren’t that hard, and he kept stopping to give her a soft massage. She wondered if Sloan had told him how much she loved having her butt rubbed. Every so often he’d move his hand down between her legs to run his fingers up and down her slit, teasing her clit with light strokes. Then his hand would strike again, heating her butt. By the end of the spanking, she was stuck in that place between pleasure and pain.

  “Very nice,” Sloan said. “I believe she’ll think twice before wearing such revealing clothes again.” Would she? She wasn’t so sure.

  “Please secure her to the examination table.”

  James helped her stand, holding her hips until she was steady, then led her to the table. He grasped her around the waist and lifted her onto the table. She winced slightly as her buttocks met the hard table.

  She lay back, looking at the large, bright light overhead. Blinking, she turned her head away. The last thing she needed right now was a migraine. James slid her feet into the stirrups attached to the bed, spreading them wide.

  “Arms above your head,” he ordered, securing her wrists with soft, leather cuffs. She tugged at them, unable to move them more than a few inches. They must have been attached to the table. He then placed a strap over her abdomen, securing her further.

  Butterflies danced in her stomach. Nerves and excitement.

  “How are you doing, darlin’?” Sloan leaned in, watching her closely.

  She smiled up at him. “I’m good.”

  “Color?”

  “Green, Sir.”

  “Good, now you’re going to be a good patient and listen to instructions,” he ordered, falling back into his doctor role. “Or you’ll b
e punished.”

  “Yes, doctor. I’ll be a good girl.”

  “We shall see.” He turned to James. “First, I’m going to examine her breasts and nipples, see how reactive she is. If you would like to press a finger inside her pussy, you can judge her reaction.”

  Oh God, she was not going to survive this. James moved between her open legs and ran his hands up her thighs.

  “All good, Kinley?” he asked, looking almost a little unsure. It wasn’t an expression she was used to seeing on him.

  But she got it. This was their first scene together, their first time being intimate, and he’d been hurt in the past. Pushed aside. Like she had.

  She smiled at him gently. “Green, Sir.”

  His eyes flared at the word Sir, and he smiled back at her, his gaze lightening.

  “Good girl,” he murmured. “Now,” he said in a louder voice for their audience. “I’m going to press my finger inside you.”

  Sloan stood next to her shoulder. As James circled her entrance with his finger, Sloan reached over and lightly pinched her nipples. Whimpers rose from her throat.

  “Her nipples are very reactive,” Sloan commented. “A beautiful color and size. Congratulations.”

  It took her a moment to realize he wasn’t congratulating her.

  “Thank you, doctor,” James murmured then he pressed his finger deep. She arched up with a cry, pulsing around his digit. Hell, she wanted more. Much more.

  “Seems to be very reactive to me,” Sloan commented. “I need to examine her breasts thoroughly. Please let me know if her pussy reacts in any way.”

  He pressed his fingers around her breasts, as though doing an exam. But it was like no exam she’d ever experienced. His fingers kept brushing against her sensitive nipples, making her moan.

  “She’s pulsating around my finger,” James told him. “And she’s growing very wet.”

  “Good. Very good.” Sloan pulled away and noted something down on a thick pad. “I need to set up the monitors, can you please press another finger inside her.”

  “Certainly.”

  Oh, no. No, no. She wouldn’t last. She couldn’t.

  Sloan leaned in to whisper in her ear. “No coming without permission, darlin’. Or you can bet your next spanking won’t be as fun as the last.”

  She tried to concentrate on something, anything else other than James’s finger pushing deep inside her. She was already so turned on, her skin felt so sensitive, almost raw. Sloan placed a soft clamp around her finger. It was attached to a machine that monitored her pulse.

  “Her pulse rate is high,” Sloan commented.

  “Is that a bad thing?” James asked.

  “Not during this examination, although we’ll keep an eye on it.” He placed the cuff for the blood pressure monitor on her arm. It tightened then beeped.

  “Slightly high blood pressure, it’s just as well you brought her in.”

  “Thank you for taking care of her, doctor.” James looked down at her before swirling his finger around her clit. She groaned, her hips coming off the table.

  Sloan appeared in her vision, frowning down at her. “Could you please repeat what you just did?”

  “Certainly.”

  He circled her clit again. Then flicked it. Circled it. Over and over. Around and around. Back and forth. She thrashed her head from side to side as she was submerged in pleasure. She was close to begging, her heart racing, her skin coated in sweat.

  Then he drew his finger away.

  “Noooo,” she cried out.

  “I’m going to have to examine her more closely to see what’s going on,” Sloan stated.

  Shit. How the hell was she going to stop herself from coming? They were killing her.

  “Perhaps you could put the nipple clamps on,” Sloan suggested. “Not too hard, we don’t want to overstimulate her.”

  She was pretty certain that ship had sailed.

  James couldn’t believe he was here. It was surreal. Seeing Kinley laid out on the table, completely at their mercy, felt like a dream. Her skin glistening, her nipples red and hard, her pussy so wet and slick. He couldn’t resist bringing the fingers that had been inside her to his mouth. Delicious.

  “How does she taste?” Sloan asked.

  “Addictive.”

  The other man grinned then resumed his role. James had never done much medical play before. He’d never seen the point. But this . . . this was fun.

  Of course, Kinley and Sloan made it special. He still couldn’t believe he’d been invited into their relationship. He wasn’t going to do anything to fuck it up. Even if he had to curtail his need to control everything. He’d never make them regret this. He was going to do this differently.

  “James,” Sloan said in a low voice. “You okay?”

  He blinked and noticed that both Kinley and Sloan were watching him carefully.

  He smiled. “Better than all right, I’m perfect. And so is our sub.”

  “I like the sound of that,” Kinley whispered.

  “Me too,” Sloan added. Then he pulled himself back into his role as he held up a speculum. “Now to conduct the next part of the examination. I thought we’d need lubricant; however, it looks like we won’t with all the honey the patient is producing herself.”

  James watched as Kinley flushed red. He leaned in to reassure her. “You look so beautiful, it’s taking all my control not to just take you right now.” Her eyes widened, and then she smiled up at him, looking more relaxed.

  He held up the clamps. “I’m going to put these on you, and we’ll see just how much sensation your nipples have.”

  “I think she has definitely been lying about her lack of feeling,” Sloan commented. “Her clit is engorged and looks to be very sensitive.” He flicked it and Kinley arched up.

  James clicked his tongue as though in disappointment. “Let me try the clamps.” He put one on and tightened it lightly, heeding Sloan’s warning to not make them too tight. Her breathing grew faster, but she showed no sign of discomfort. He plucked her other nipple, pulling at it lightly before fastening the other clamp. By the time he finished, her eyes were a little unfocussed, and her pulse was racing.

  “A very nice reaction,” Sloan commented. “Let’s check out her insides.”

  She felt the cool slide of the speculum fill her. It chilled the heat inside her for a moment, allowing her to regain some control. She felt on fire, as though she would combust at any moment. And then Sloan started to widen the speculum. She whimpered as it pushed against her walls. This part wasn’t so fun.

  “Sh,” James whispered to her, placing his warm hand on the top of her mound and rubbing lightly. “You’re doing so well. Just relax. Good girl.”

  She concentrated on his words, trying to breathe through the stretching. Finally, Sloan stopped. Then he reached up and moved the light so it was directly over her pussy. She closed her eyes. God, this was embarrassing. She was completely on display. Totally vulnerable.

  Part of her hated it.

  Part of her loved it.

  She opened her eyes to watch the two of them standing between her legs. Her men. Her lovers. They meant everything to her.

  And she could not believe they were hers. They both looked up as though catching her thought and smiled at her. After staring at her pussy for some time, Sloan closed the speculum and eased it out. She sighed with relief.

  “Now, to examine her back passage.”

  And now she was tense again.

  “A lot of patients find this next part very difficult. Perhaps you could go and keep her calm while I begin,” Sloan suggested.

  James smiled. She wondered how exactly he was supposed to keep her calm. Sloan squirted lube onto his finger then pulled her ass cheeks apart.

  “A very pretty asshole.”

  “Please take a deep breath in then let it out slowly.”

  As she let her breath out, Sloan pushed a finger deep inside her. It wasn’t painful. She’d had far bigger things in h
er ass.

  “You’re doing so well,” James praised her. “I think you deserve a little treat.”

  “I agree. I’m moving up to two fingers,” Sloan said.

  James reached for one clamp and undid it. Blood rushed into her nipple, and she groaned. But he surrounded the tender nub with the heat of his mouth and suckled. The sensation moved through her body, pooling around her clit. Then he did the same thing to her other nipple as Sloan thrust his fingers in and out of her ass.

  “Her ass is nice and tight. It feels very healthy.”

  Jesus, what did an unhealthy ass feel like?

  James let go of her nipple, kissing his way up her chest and neck, then blew softly into her ear, making her shiver. He brushed his lips over hers.

  She parted her lips, and he explored her mouth with his tongue. Their kiss became harder, hotter, and when he pulled back they were both breathing heavily.

  “I’m going to insert a plug into our patient’s ass,” Sloan said, and even he sounded a little breathless. “It will prepare her for full penetration.”

  Full penetration? She looked up at James slightly alarmed. They were doing that here?

  “Don’t worry,” he whispered. “We’re going upstairs for that.”

  “James, could you hold her legs back against her chest for this part?”

  “Certainly, doctor.”

  He took her feet from the stirrups then drew them both back against her chest, putting her ass and pussy on full display. Sloan teased her, pushing the tip of the butt plug against her asshole then withdrawing it. In then out, a bit further each time until she was moaning in frustration and close to begging. Finally, he seated the plug deep inside her. Her breathing came in sharp pants, her whole body trembling.

  “There, that ought to hold her,” Sloan started. “I think it is fairly safe to say that our patient is very sensitive to touch and sensation in her pussy, ass, and on her nipples.”

  Hell, yeah, she was.

  Sloan carried Kinley up the stairs. James had wrapped her up in a light blanket while he’d quickly cleaned up their scene. They’d all wanted to get upstairs as quickly as possible. He and James had decided that their first time together was special and would be private. They’d talked about going home, but there was no way any of them would last that long.