Jessie's Jewels [Submissive Sirens 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by Charlotte Smith

  Jessie took that thought back as Gabriel ushered them without a word into the next room in the suite. She felt her mouth go slack and her pussy cream as she took in the room around her. Without a trace of doubt, Jessie shed her clothes, and she felt Liam doing the same thing beside her. They folded each garment neatly, knowing that high protocol would always be expected in this room. As both subs sank to their knees, Jessie couldn’t help but steal one last peek around, not even knowing what some of the apparatus and equipment was for. She was sure Gabriel would explain it to her, and she thought with a shiver it would likely be demonstration based.

  Peeking between her lashes at her Dom, Jessie felt her heart melt and her womb tighten. Gabriel had removed his shirt and unbound his hair, and he stood in front of her looking more calm and sure of himself than she’d ever seen him. And well he might be. In this room, he was king. Jessie and Liam were like lambs to their wolf, and found themselves in his den, ready for his feasting. Gabriel had ended the tour of Hartley House by bringing his subs to his playroom.

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  Jessie could barely hold still she was so turned on. She snaked her hand out and held Liam’s in her own, wanting to share the nervous arousal coursing through her with him. He squeezed her hand.

  “Did I give you permission to touch one another?” Gabriel’s voice was cool and measured, and Jessie found herself craving his domination.

  Jessie and Liam answered as one. “No, Your Grace.” They let their hands fall back to their sides.

  Gabriel’s attention shifted to Liam. “Lady Jessamy is going to be punished, Liam. Would you care to help?”

  Jessie could feel Liam’s excitement as his breathing quickened and he gave his answer to Gabriel. “Yes, Your Grace, I would be honored.”

  Gabriel moved closer to Liam, cupping the blond man’s chin in his hand and tilting Liam’s gaze up to meet his own. Jessie shivered as she felt the raw lust pouring off of each man. “Don’t forget, Liam, even though I invite you to aid in her punishment, I still top you. You do what I tell you to do.”

  Out of the corner of her eye, Jessie could see Liam’s engorged cock jutting from the juncture of his thighs, and it jumped at Gabriel’s words.

  “Yes, Your Grace. I understand.”

  “Good.” Gabriel leaned down and Jessie watched unabashedly as he lowered his mouth to Liam’s, the sweet rub of their tongues against one another making Jessie’s already creaming pussy gush anew. She lowered her eyes once more as the primal kiss ended, and she felt Gabriel’s attention shift back to her.

  “Lady Jessamy, you are going to be punished.” Gabriel’s tone was formal. “Do you know why?”

  Jessie swallowed. She had a sneaking suspicion that no matter what she said, Gabriel would find things to add to the tally. She nodded hesitantly, not looking up from the floor as she directed her words to him. “I think so, Your Grace, but I’d be very grateful if Your Grace would be so kind as to remind me.” There. That should cover all the bases.

  Gabriel laughed softly. “You’d like to be reminded? All right.”

  And with that, Jessie’s whole world tilted as Gabriel lifted her right off the floor and put her over his shoulder. The room spun as Jessie clung for dear life to Gabriel’s waistband, gasping for breath as he made his way leisurely to a piece of furniture that looked much like a narrow picnic table. Jessie corrected herself mentally. She’d noticed that table when she’d first entered the room, and she’d never before seen a picnic table with a padded top and padded benches on either side. There were also straps of varying lengths all over the contraption.

  “On your knees, Lady.” Gabriel unceremoniously plunked Jessie down on the tabletop, and she immediately rose to her knees. No way was she about to defy him now!

  Jessie flushed as Gabriel addressed her once more. His tone of voice was patient, but she could hear an undercurrent in it that made her jittery, shy, and aroused all at once.

  “Not like that, love. Straddle the table. Kneel on the supports.”

  Jessie blushed, but did as she was told. She knew as she spread her legs, a knee on each bench and her belly on the table, that Gabriel and Liam had an unimpeded view of her creaming pussy. She prayed she wasn’t dripping onto the black leather tabletop.

  “Perfect,” Gabriel crooned. “Just a few adjustments, my lovely sub.”

  Jessie practically melted as she felt Gabriel’s big hand run down her spine from nape to tail. She wasn’t sure when they were going to get to actual punishment, but so far this wasn’t bad at all.

  Her impression changed drastically in the next moment as she felt a hand on each of her calves. She felt deft fingers loop a strap around her leg, just where her knee bent, and she knew Gabriel and Liam were working in tandem. She moaned as they bound her legs to the supporting benches on either side of the table. The sensation of being helpless to stop whatever Gabriel planned was too delicious to believe. She squealed as Gabriel’s hand that had only moments ago been stroking her back so softly flattened and pushed her so that her shoulders were right down to the tabletop. She turned her face to the side so her nose didn’t get smushed, and she became aware of another strap tightening around her waist. She squirmed, a little alarmed at being so effectively immobilized, and almost instantly earned a sharp slap on her ass.

  “Stay still, sub.” Gabriel’s voice cracked like a whip, and Jessie stilled instantly. She was actually panting from the irresistible combination of nervousness and arousal that coursed through her system.

  “Hands on the table.” Gabriel’s voice was harsh now, and Jessie knew he was loving how she looked, all spread out like a feast.

  She picked her hands up from where they’d dropped to each side of the table and lifted them back up, placing them on the table above her head. She felt warm, callused palms caressing her fingers. Liam. Jessie held his fingers in her own, and she could feel the excitement pour from his body into hers. She gasped. She gasped again when Liam tugged her hands above her head, forcing her arms to straighten. He continued to rub his thumbs against the backs of her hands, and Jessie was soothed even as she heard Gabriel speak.

  “Like that, Liam. Hold her still.”

  Jessie was aware of Liam’s hands, so strong and warm on her own, as Gabriel bound her wrists together and tied them to the top of the table. He’d left her enough slack so that she could grip the edge if she chose, but she was now completely immobile. Liam stroked her once more, giving her hands a soft squeeze, and then he was gone.

  As she shifted subtly, testing the strength of Gabriel’s bonds, Jessie was surprised that, although she was entirely bound, it wasn’t at all uncomfortable. The thickly padded table and supports were surprisingly lush, and she was able to move enough that she wouldn’t lose circulation. She breathed out slowly, letting herself relax.

  Jessie stiffened in the next instant as she felt something cold being poured down the crack of her ass. She groaned as she felt two hands grip her cheeks, pulling them apart. Jessie’s face flamed as she realized that one—or both—of her men were looking at her most private, secret entrance.

  “What a lovely asshole you have, Lady Jessamy.” Gabriel’s voice poured over her like warm honey. “Like a pink rosebud waiting to bloom.” Jessie groaned again, closing her eyes. She couldn’t believe he was talking about her bottom like that!

  “Spread her a little more, Liam.”

  Jessie’s eyes flew open. She was startled that Liam was the one spreading her cheeks, but in her current position she could hardly turn around to check. She squeaked as her cheeks were spread even farther, making her asshole sting a little.

  “Yes, that’s perfect. Keep her spread like that.”

  More of the cool lube was poured down over her ass, and Jessie moaned as a big finger began to massage the slippery substance into her tight hole. Round and round the finger went, occasionally making little forays inside that left Jessie gasping with pleasure. The finger, Gabriel’s finger, since Liam was holding her cheeks sp
read, teased the rim of her anus, stretching it slowly as it circled. It slipped inside the walls of her rectum, making Jessie mewl as it curled and pressed, stimulating nerve endings before slipping out again.

  Jessie could feel her ass clench frantically every time that wicked finger started to withdraw. She wanted that finger to stay where it was! As the finger worked and worked, Jessie became conscious of the sounds in the room. She could hear her own pants and frantic moans, but she was also aware of Liam’s voice, his low groans as he watched Gabriel’s finger in her ass and listened to the filth pouring out of Gabriel’s mouth.

  “Look at her little asshole, Liam. It wants so badly to keep me out, but at the same time it welcomes me in. It fights and pushes back against me, but look how sweetly it opens, inviting me in. This little rosebud winks at me each time I withdraw.”

  Jessie bit her lip. The carnal words were too much, and she moaned, desperate for something in her ass. She couldn’t even tilt her hips to invite Gabriel in farther, because the bastard had bound her to the damn table.

  As if he knew her thoughts, Gabriel chuckled darkly. “I think Lady Jessamy wants something in her ass, Liam.”

  Jessie flushed at the dark words and bit her lip.

  “Is that so, Your Grace?” Liam’s voice was politely inquisitive, and Jessie was sure she’d combust before they were through playing with her.

  “Indeed. Should we indulge her? She’s been very naughty, and I don’t know that she deserves it...”

  “Yes! Please...” Jessie bit her lip. She hadn’t meant to cry out like that, but her entire body was quivering! The thought that she’d be denied was unbearable. Jessie felt a stinging slap to her spread ass that had her mouth dropping open as she moaned her pleasure.

  “Quiet, sub.” Gabriel’s voice was silky smooth. “Another word and I’ll find something to stuff into that luscious mouth.”

  With supreme effort, Jessie pressed her lips together. She wondered if she could find a way to make Gabriel spank her again, since the sudden slap had forced her burning clit to make contact with the cool leather of the table. She sighed as Liam, sweet Liam, came to her rescue.

  “You know, Your Grace, perhaps ye shoudn’a be so hasty.”

  Gabriel’s diabolical finger paused, half in and half out of Jessie’s ass. She stifled her groan as she held her breath and waited for him to speak.

  “And why, pray, should I allow Lady Jessamy something in her ass?”

  Liam’s voice went husky. “She’ll feel the burn even more when you spank her, Your Grace. A plug will make that ass even prettier when it’s pink.”

  Jessie swallowed hard. She didn’t think Liam was doing her any favors.

  Gabriel’s finger withdrew from her bottom hole, making Jessie bite her lip so she wouldn’t cry out. She waited, holding her breath, as she heard Gabriel move away from the table. He was back in a moment, and Jessie nearly shot out of her skin when she felt the cool touch of an anal plug against her most private opening. She lay perfectly still, gripping the edge of the table as Gabriel twirled the plug against her anus.

  “Liam, push this into her ass. I need to fetch something else.”

  Jessie’s gasp mirrored Liam’s as he took up Gabriel’s position, releasing one of Jessie’s cheeks to grip the base of the plug.

  “Remember how I fucked you, Liam?” Gabriel’s voice was dark and deep. “Push it into her like that.” And with that tantalizing statement, he stroked Jessie’s lower back once before leaving the table.

  “Ready, love?” Liam’s voice grated out of his chest.

  Jessie whimpered. She was so turned on she could barely breathe. “Yes, Liam.”

  At her admission, Liam began pushing the plug into Jessie’s ass, and she willed the muscles of her sphincter to relax. This plug was bigger than the others Gabriel had used on her, and she was willing to bet it was still a far cry from the girth of his massive cock.

  “Oh, love, seeing you like this, ye’ll ne’er know wha’ it does to me.” Liam’s burr was thick in his passion.

  “Don’t stop,” Jessie gasped, clawing the edge of the table as the plug slid home. “Please, Liam, don’t stop.”

  Liam obliged, plucking and twirling the end of the plug where it nestled between the cheeks of Jessie’s ass. They both groaned as she clenched on it, imagining that the plug was Liam’s cock fitted snugly in Jessie’s ass. The moment was short lived, however, as they became aware once more of Gabriel’s presence beside them.

  “That’s enough, Liam. Thank you.”

  Jessie was vaguely disappointed when Liam’s hands left her bottom and he stepped back. She knew she was in for no small amount of punishment, but she’d hoped Liam would take pity on her and give her an orgasm to take the edge off before Gabriel started in earnest. No such luck.

  Jessie yelped as something incredibly cold caressed her lower back. She writhed and tried to scoot away, but the bindings didn’t allow her much room. She whimpered when the caress was repeated on her sensitive inner thigh.

  “You have such a hot ass, Lady Jessamy, and I wouldn’t want your poor pussy to become overheated before I’m through.” And with that, Gabriel slid a glass dildo, chilled from its time in the freezer, straight up into Jessie’s pussy.

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  Jessie screamed. The combination of the plug in her ass and the dildo in her pussy made her feel overfilled, and the chill from the dildo sent little spasms of pained pleasure skating through her system. The stimulation was unlike anything she’d felt before. Her pussy, so slick and warm from their anal play, was now clenching uselessly on the smooth dildo. Jessie knew that no matter how hard her pussy clenched, the cold glass wouldn’t be enough to trigger an orgasm, and in that moment she understood the first part of Gabriel’s punishment. With a wail, she closed her eyes and went perfectly still. The bastard was going to deny her an orgasm.

  “I see you’ve sorted out what’s happening, love.” Gabriel’s voice was cool, making Jessie’s pussy clench uselessly on the dildo. “Your pussy and ass are packed, dear, and now you’re going to feel my lash. And Liam’s.”

  Jessie’s eyes rounded as her overloaded brain took in Gabriel’s meaning, and she barely had a moment to draw breath before she felt the stiff leather of a riding crop make contact with one of her bottom cheeks. She squealed, her squeal rising in pitch as she felt a second crop descend on her other cheek.

  The men stood behind her, each wielding a crop on her ass. Sometimes they took turns, and sometimes they brought the leather down in unison. Jessie lost track of time and space as they punished her. They didn’t strike her hard enough for it to really truly hurt, but the sting from each time the crop met her flesh left her burning. The delicious burn from her cheeks was constant now, and reignited each time the crops descended.

  What was left of Jessie’s equilibrium shattered as Gabriel brought his crop down right on the end of the plug filling her ass. She screamed, the impact jostling the plug and making the burn lick its way from her tender cheeks up along the walls of her rectum, where she couldn’t help but clench on the plug. In turn, her pussy squeezed the glass dildo, the chill not cooling her down but preventing her from finding the orgasm that loomed so close.

  “Please, Gabriel!” Jessie was hardly aware that she was begging, but it seemed to act as a signal.

  “Please, what?” He snarled, flicking the tip of his crop against Jessie’s clit, making her gasp. “You have some misdeeds to answer for, My Lady, before you find your pleasure. Only good girls get to come, and you’ve been far from good.”

  Jessie stilled. She knew this was important.

  “You think I’m a jerk?” Whack. “You think I’m trying to run your life?” Whack. “You think I’m trying to buy your love?” Whack!

  Jessie felt her eyes fill with tears and spill over. She remembered saying all those things to Gabriel, and she could hear the hurt in his voice. Before she could answer, Gabriel continued in his tirade, this time pressing the tip of the
crop against her clit, worrying the little bundle of nerves with the leather.

  “You made Liam sleep alone!” Gabriel roared.

  Jessie gasped. “Gabriel, Liam, I’m sorry! I didn’t see! I was blind!” She started to wail as all the emotions of the last weeks caught up with her. “I love you so much! Please, please forgive me.” She sniffled and laid her cheek against the table, utterly spent.

  She heard both Gabriel and Liam throw their crops away, and sure hands made quick work of the binds. She moaned softly as the plug and dildo were withdrawn, but she didn’t move. She wanted to wait for her Dom to tell her what to do next.

  Gentle hands picked her up, cradling her. Liam. She put her arms around his neck and nuzzled his beloved jaw, placing small, apologetic kisses as she went. Her eyes turned to Gabriel and she gasped. The naked emotion in his eyes had her scrambling out of Liam’s arms, and she threw herself at Gabriel.

  “I love you!” Jessie wept, clinging to her Dom’s neck.

  Gabriel’s arms came out and wrapped around her, and Jessie knew everything would be okay. She breathed a sigh of relief as Gabriel started stroking her back. He extended an arm, and suddenly, Liam was there, too, and Jessie was burrowing her way into the embrace of her other man as the three of them stood, holding one another.

  “I love you.” Gabriel swallowed, and Jessie knew she and Liam must look like idiots as they stood there grinning at their Dom.

  “I love you.” Liam and Jessie spoke in unison, and their words were tangled around one another and Gabriel, weaving an unbreakable bond.

  Gabriel tipped Jessie’s chin up so she was looking at him and Liam. “Did you love your punishment?”

  Jessie flushed. She didn’t have a clue how to answer that question. But as Gabriel’s eyebrow started to rise, she knew she’d have to answer. She shrugged mentally. In for a penny, in for a pound.