by Madison Faye
“I’ll be punished.”
“Good girl.”
Jamie flushed at the praise. It made her so happy that she had pleased him.
“Jamie, do you know what a dominant is?”
She shrugged. “I guess I do. A dominant is someone who bosses another person around and if that person doesn’t obey, they get punished.”
Reed’s jaw clenched. “That’s not true. Jamie, a true dominant isn’t really the boss. Actually, the sub is the one in control. A dominant needs to pay close attention and learn the sub’s fears, such as what makes her angry, what makes her afraid. What excites her or what makes her sad. The greatest gift a sub can give a dominant is trust.”
Jamie’s brow creased with annoyance. Wouldn’t you know it? Good old Dan had left that part out. “What does it mean exactly when a sub uses a safe word?”
“That’s self-explanatory. A safe word is just another word for ‘stop.’ A true dominant will stop and talk with his sub. Open communication is the key.”
She shuffled her feet nervously. “What if I, I mean, what if the sub uses her safe word and he, the dominant refuses to stop?”
Reed leaned forward. “Then that dominant should be whipped within an inch of his life. Jamie, did you enter into a D/s relationship and get yourself hurt?”
“I, um, no. I was just curious.” Jamie crossed her fingers behind her back and hurriedly changed the subject. “What do all these questions about dominants have to do what I want?”
Reed slowly eased back in his chair. “I thought it only fair to tell you that Ethan and I are dominants, not that we would force you into anything that would make you feel uncomfortable.”
“Are you still on board, doll?”
She had been so engrossed in what Reed was saying that she hadn’t seen Ethan walk up behind her. His breath tickled her ear and sent shivers down her spine. The main thing was that she trusted the both of them.
“I’m still on board.”
“Good,” Reed replied. “We’ll finish up today as we normally do and begin this new relationship tomorrow.”
* * *
As soon as the door closed behind Jamie, Reed pulled out his handkerchief and mopped the sweat from his brow. “For all that’s holy, she didn’t even bat an eye at the mention of punishment although she got a little nervous when I mentioned D/s. If I find out some asshole did a number on her, I’ll rip off his balls and shove them down his throat.”
“Jamie’s tough, but we’ll find out eventually. Something tells me she’s looking forward to tomorrow.” Ethan poured himself a cup of coffee. He offered to pour Reed a cup.
“No, thanks, after what just happened I need something stronger.” He shook his head in disbelief. “I’m still in shock. This is our best friend’s daughter basically asking us to fuck her, for cryin’ out loud.”
“I’m just as shocked as you are. You remember how Stephen used to be. He graduated law school the same time we did, but he never grew up. He still liked to party all the time. Maybe Janey couldn’t handle it anymore. That doesn’t mean I agree with the way she took off. Most likely Jamie had to play the adult.” Ethan resumed his seat behind his desk.
“You’re probably right. We have the necessary resources to locate Janey right at our disposal. We can talk to Jamie about it when the time is right.”
“Sounds like a plan,” Ethan replied.
* * *
Jamie sat behind her desk and stared at her computer. Not only were Reed and Ethan successful lawyers and powerful men, they were also dominants. No doubt they had spent a lot of time in erotic sex clubs filled with gorgeous women.
Jamie squeezed her eyes shut. How could she possibly even think she could compete with all the other women who had shared their bed before her? Her first experience with D/s had been a complete and utter disaster.
Heaving a sigh, she finished the rest of her work and went straight home to rummage through her closet for something suitable to wear for work the next day.
Her cell phone jingled. Thinking it might be Reed or Ethan, she fished in her purse and checked the ID. It was Aunt Aggie calling again. Jamie didn’t have to think twice. She hit the ignore button and switched off the phone.
After a bath she ate supper while watching television. For the life of her she couldn’t stay focused on the show. Anxious for bedtime to arrive, she kept checking the time. She usually stayed up late, but for some reason she wanted be on time tomorrow. Perhaps the day after she’d oversleep.
Chapter Eight
Reed kept his ears tuned to the door. When he heard it open and slam shut, he checked the time. “Would you believe she’s on time today?”
Ethan grinned. “There’s still the rest of the week.”
“Too bad, I was looking forward to warming that sweet behind.”
When it came time for lunch, Reed crossed the hall and poked his head inside Jamie’s office. Instead of working, she had her nose stuck in her digital e-reader.
“Jamie, what are you doing?”
She jumped in her seat and quickly shoved the device in her purse. “I-I finished with the notes not too long ago and thought I’d pass the time reading since it’s soon time for lunch.”
Reed eyed her thoughtfully. “Next time you get caught up, come to the office. I’m sure we could find something for you to do.”
“Yes, sir.”
Reed swallowed hard. ‘Sir’ fell from her mouth like manna from heaven and struck a possessive chord in his chest. He longed to have her naked on his desk with her legs spread wide while he feasted on her pussy.
“Did you need me for something, Daddy Reed?”
Sweet Jesus, on her knees, on her back, in front of him with his cock shoved deep inside her mouth could be considered a need. “Daddy Ethan’s at the diner waiting for us.”
She wrinkled that pert little nose. “I’m not hungry. I’d rather stay here and read.”
“I don’t recall asking.”
She grumbled under her breath as she reached for her purse.
“What did you say?”
“Er, nothing worth repeating.”
“I thought so.”
Eyes bright with temper, she marched past him, completely unaware of his amused smile as he eyed the gentle sway of her hips.
Ethan was already sitting in a booth when they arrived at the diner. Reed stepped aside so she could slide in first before he took his seat. Jamie had to admit it felt cozy being bracketed between the two men. Her dour mood lifted, only to drop again when she saw Gail practically racing to their table.
“Good Lord, is she the only waitress who works here?”
Reed whispered in her ear, “Behave yourself, you hear?”
“Yeah, yeah, I hear.” Her sarcastic remark was met with a raised brow.
“It’s about time you two handsome men left that stuffy old office and came down to see me.”
“Hello, Gail,” Ethan greeted. “It’s nice to see you again.”
“It certainly is,” Reed agreed.
Jamie expelled a huff. She thought the woman was going to have an orgasm on the spot.
“What can I get for you all today?” Her high-pitched tone sounded like fingernails scraping across a chalkboard.
Reed and Ethan gave their order then looked at Jamie.
“I’ll have a turkey club sandwich with a pickle and a glass of iced tea.” She closed the menu and set it on the table. Gail left with a pronounced bounce in her step. Almost immediately she returned with their drinks.
Reed drank his coffee black while Ethan added sugar and cream to his. Jamie quietly sipped her tea.
“Jamie, take off your panties.”
* * *
Reed’s out of the blue command caught Jamie completely off guard. She choked on a mouthful of tea and watched as it dribbled down her shirt and onto her lap. She fumbled for a napkin, but her daddies were quick to take control. Ethan dabbed at the splotches on her blouse while Reed patted at the spill in her lap.
Jamie gazed down at their bent heads. Her pulse sped up. Ethan’s mouth was just a hairsbreadth away from her nipple and Reed had his head nearly buried in her lap. She felt her nipples tighten and her pussy flex. The scene was highly erotic.
“Oh, my, what happened?”
Gail stood next to their table holding a tray in her hands while her gaze was pinned on where the two men had their hands. Her mouth was compressed so hard that her lips were white.
“I had a slight accident,” Jamie replied awkwardly.
“Aren’t you old enough to clean yourself?” Gail snapped waspishly.
Before Jamie had a chance to reply, Reed slipped his arm around her waist and hugged her against his side. “We like to take care of our girl. Isn’t that right, Ethan?”
“You bet,” Ethan replied, placing a hand on her upper thigh.
Gail’s face screwed up as if she’d just sucked on a lemon. She plopped down each plate and stormed off.
Happy to be left alone with her daddies, Jamie made a grab for her pickle. Thick fingers curled around her wrist to stop her.
Reed asked. “Aren’t you forgetting something?”
Darn it. She had forgotten about taking off her panties. Grabbing her purse, Jamie slid toward Ethan and came up against solid flesh.
“Will you move?”
“Why, you going somewhere?”
“You know exactly where I’m going,” Jamie fumed.
Ethan stayed right where he was. Jamie blasted him with a haughty glare and slid in Reed’s direction, but he didn’t budge either.
She gritted her teeth. What the hell?
Jamie stiffened as Ethan ran his hand along the top of her leg all the way to the apex of her thighs. He gripped her leg so that she was spread wide. A rush of cool air skated over her damp folds. One finger began drawing tiny circles along her inner thigh. Her breath quickened as he got closer to her open slit covered only by a narrow strip of material.
When he plunged one finger inside her heated core, Jamie almost forgot to breathe. She gripped the cushioned seat as he continued to finger fuck her as if it was the most natural thing to do while sitting in a crowded restaurant. His palm kept missing her clit, leaving her frustrated.
As if aware of her angst, he pressed down on her clit before removing his finger. For the first time in her life she squirted in her panties. How mortifying.
“I have to go to the ladies’ room.”
Daddy Reed sounded none too pleased. “You can take off those panties right where you are.”
“Here?” Jamie screeched and slapped a hand over her mouth. No one else in the restaurant appeared to be paying her any attention. However, when she looked over at the counter and saw Gail’s glare, she was tempted to poke out her tongue.
Her stomach chose that moment to growl. Her mouth watered. The pickle spear lying on a crisp bed of lettuce was practically calling her name. She absolutely loved pickles.
“The sooner you get those panties off, the sooner you get to eat that pickle you’re drooling over,” Ethan remarked.
“I don’t drool,” she snapped. Drat, here she sat practically starving and these two Neanderthals were not going to let her eat until she took off her panties right here in the middle of the restaurant. It was kind of stimulating to have her hand under her skirt in public and the risk of getting caught.
Jamie heard a crunching sound to her left and noticed that Reed had taken a huge bite out of his pickle. She watched his mouth move as he chewed. On her left Ethan was busy stuffing his face with his burger. She should slip under the table and crawl out the other side, but that would leave her daddies wide open for Gail to swoop in and take over.
With an indignant huff, she slid her hand beneath her skirt, stopping briefly to make sure no one was watching before leaning toward Daddy Reed and yanking one side to mid-thigh. The cool leather against her bare skin shocked her, but she wasn’t about to stop and tugged the other side down as well.
There she sat with her panties wrapped around her knees while her daddies munched away at their lunch. Hopefully there wouldn’t be an emergency in the next few minutes or she’d fall flat on her face trying to run. Scissoring her legs, her panties fell to her ankles.
“Okay, Daddy Reed, got any suggestions to help a girl out?” she hissed between her teeth.
Reed shoved one foot between her legs and before she knew it, he had her panties bunched in his hand. She made a grab for them, but he slapped her hand. He raised the black scrap of silk to his nose and breathed deeply. A low growl escaped from his throat.
Reed stuffed her panties into his back pocket. “Daddy Reed is anxious to taste his dirty little girl.”
A jolt of raw desire pierced her deep inside her wet core. As quick he had been at talking dirty, his tone changed to one of authority.
“Eat your pickle, little girl, or Daddy Reed will put you over his knee and spank your bare bottom.”
Good grief, eating that pickle was the furthest thing from her mind, but she did anyway.
When they finished lunch, Jamie and Ethan waited by the door while Reed paid the bill. Jamie’s eyes dropped to his ass and she could feel her face flame to the roots of her hair. Her lacey panties were boldly sticking out of his back pocket.
She stepped forward, but Ethan grabbed her arm. “Stay put, doll.”
“But-but,” she stuttered. His grip only tightened.
Jamie bit her bottom lip. Both brothers were sexy in their own way. Reed’s foreboding countenance was as dark as his features. To a stranger he could appear callous and unforgiving, but Jamie knew better. On the other hand, Ethan may appear easy-going but could also be intimidating as his older brother.
Despite the humiliation Jamie felt as high as a kite. In just a matter of hours she was finding out so many delicious facets of her two most favorite men.
Reed finally joined them and they left the diner to go back to the office. When they entered the building, Jamie squealed when she saw Lisa sitting in the waiting room.
“Hey, why didn’t you tell me you were stopping by?” Jamie asked. She smiled at her two daddies. “Is it okay if we visit for a little?”
“Sure,” Ethan said.
After they disappeared inside their office, Lisa pretended to fan herself.
“Holy shit, he is as handsome as his brother.”
“I know,” Jamie replied. “Come on into my office and sit for a minute.” Jamie set her purse down and sat behind her desk. “So what’s up?”
“I had a visitor yesterday; one that might interest you or maybe not.”
Jamie guessed right away who that visitor was and rolled her eyes expressively. “What did Aunt Aggie want?”
“She wants me to convince you to stay away from those wicked Decker brothers.”
“Fuck,” Jamie whispered beneath her breath. “She has no right to tell me what to do.”
“She seems to think she does.” Lisa picked up the e-reader on Jamie’s desk and turned it on. “I told her I had no intention of butting into your life. Shit, I did that once and look what happened.”
A feeling of dread washed over Jamie. “I honestly don’t know what to do about her. We had a big fight about the very same thing just the other day. She told me that they slept with my mom when they were in high school.”
Lisa’s mouth formed an O. “Did they share your mom?”
Jamie nodded. “She thinks they have the same plans for me.”
Clearly intrigued, Lisa put down the e-reader and lowered her voice. “Do you think she’s onto something?”
“What if she is?” Jamie countered evenly.
“Then I’d say go for it. I know I would.”
Jamie jumped up from her seat and hugged her best friend. “I knew you wouldn’t judge me.”
“You love them,” Lisa stated flatly.
Tears stung Jamie’s eyes. “I do. I think I always have. I love them so much and I know I’ll be crushed when they leave. I’m just hoping you’ll b
e there for me when I fall apart.”
“Of course I’ll be there for you,” Lisa said passionately. “Jamie, you have to do what makes you happy. Don’t worry. I’m here whenever you need me.”
They chatted a few minutes longer then Jamie walked with Lisa to the door.
“You’re the sister I never had.”
Lisa squeezed her hand. “I feel the same way about you. Now do me a favor and get yourself properly fucked by those two hotties and then give me all of the deets.”
Jamie went back to her office and sat down. The cool leather against her naked skin brought back the erotic scene during lunch. Her inner thighs felt sticky so she went into the bathroom to clean herself. Looking in the mirror, she noticed a sparkle in her eyes and a pink hue to her cheeks. She felt alive and in love.
The next few hours seemed to drag by. When it was time to go home, Jamie grabbed her purse and went across the hall to the main office. The door was open so she poked her head inside.
“I’m leaving now. Could I have my panties back?” She looked from one daddy to the other.
Reed opened a desk drawer and pulled out her panties. “Starting tomorrow you’ll come to work without panties. We want our dirty little girl available at all times. Is that understood?”
Chapter Nine
The next morning Reed walked into the office holding Jamie’s e-reader in his hands. “Do you know what I found on this thing?” He’d just spent the better part of an hour skimming through some rather risqué stories that had his cock so hard he could hammer nails with it.
Ethan sat back in his chair and stroked his jaw thoughtfully. “My first guess would be digital books. You should’ve told me you wanted one of those.”
“Can’t you be serious just once? This isn’t mine. It belongs to Jamie.”
Ethan pretended to be morally shocked. “Were you snooping in her desk?”
“Just for the record, it wasn’t in her desk, it was on top of her desk. In. Plain. Sight.” Reed sat down and swiped a hand through his hair. “You should read some of the trash she’s got on there.”