Submission 101 [Club Libertine 8] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Diane Leyne

  He could sense she was close. Balancing his weight on one forearm, he reached down between them and pinched her clit as her ordered her to come. Without warning, she was exploding under him, her body bucking wildly. He let go of all control, pounding into her for his own satisfaction. It wasn’t until he’d spilled himself into his condom and was leaning down over her, his heart pounding, gasping for breath, that he realized he’d been chanting the word “mine” over and over in time with each stroke.

  He looked over to Pat, who was waiting for his turn. Reluctantly, he pulled out of her and rolled onto his side, positioning himself under her spread thigh much as Pat did. He hadn’t even stopped moving before Pat positioned himself between her thighs and thrust into her.

  Chapter Ten

  In the end, they’d all fallen asleep after they’d removed Abby’s restraints. The threatened bath didn’t happen until the morning. Abby had been embarrassed and turned on as they’d joined her in the gigantic tub and taken turns washing every inch of her body, inside and out. She’d been mortified when Pat, who was sitting behind her, had pressed a finger against her back entrance. She’d tried to pull away, but he’d wrapped one brawny arm around her and held her still as his soapy finger pushed inside her.

  It had felt weird at first. She’d never had anything in her ass, but she found that the sensations had quickly changed to pleasure as he activated nerve endings inside her. Once she’d relaxed, he removed his finger and added more lubricant before pushing back inside, this time with two fingers. There was a stretching, burning feeling that took longer to change to pleasure, but then Dex distracted her by reaching forward, grabbing her nipples, and squeezing and tugging gently. She found herself moaning as the twin sensations merged. Her clit started to throb, and when Pat’s arm loosened around her waist and his hand dipped down between her thighs, she eagerly spread her legs to give him access.

  His hard cock pressed against her back, and she could see Dex’s rising from the bubbles, but right now, all focus was on her clit. She wanted, she needed Pat’s magic fingers, and he didn’t disappoint. He reached down and pressed hard, rubbing up and down the sensitive bundle of nerves before pinching it lightly. Her body reacted immediately, and she came apart in his arms again.

  Because it was Sunday, they took their time, even washing and drying her hair before Pat made good on his threat. He positioned her on the bed on her hands and knees. Dex knelt in front of her, his rigid cock at mouth height.

  “Open.”

  Eagerly she obeyed, sighing with pleasure as he guided his cock past her lips. Sucking lightly, she ran her tongue around the bulbous head before sucking hard. She could hear his sounds of pleasure and started working her tongue up and down the shaft. Positioned as she was, she could only use one hand, needing the other to balance. Reaching up, she gripped him, pulling down with her hand as she sucked hard on this cock, pulling her lips up the shaft.

  Meanwhile, Pat positioned himself behind her. A lubed finger breached her ass and she moaned around Dex’s cock, making it jerk inside her mouth. When a second finger entered her ass, she lost all concentration. Dex pushed her hand away and then wrapped his hands in her hair. He was taking charge and that was okay with her. She couldn’t think with Pat now pushing the hard rubber plug inside her. She knew what they looked like, almost like a Christmas tree, narrow at the top then flaring out before narrowing sharply, with a wide base at the bottom to prevent it from being sucked completely into the body.

  He said he’d start small, but it seemed pretty big to her. She wriggled as she could feel the stretching and burning. There was a hard slap on her ass as he stopped and pulled it out slightly. There was a second slap, and then the pressure returned. Surely this wasn’t the smallest size.

  She tried to pull away. He removed the plug completely and relaxed, but then there was a series of sharp slaps raining down on her ass. The sharp pain seemed to flare and then shoot directly to her clit, which was now throbbing with the need to be touched. Her moisture was literally running down her legs. She tried to close her thighs so she could get some friction, but there were two sharp slaps on her inner thighs, and she moved them back apart.

  Then the plug returned. This time Pat was relentless, fucking it into her firmly, pushing it in and then pulling it out slightly before pushing it back in. Finally, with a pop, it slid home. It seemed huge, but it didn’t hurt. She just felt stretched.

  She started to relax when she heard the sound of a condom wrapper. Pat moved behind her and the head of his cock pushed at her entrance. There was less space now, with the plug up her ass compressing her pussy, but he forced his slippery cock inside her. Clearly he’d taken the time to lube it, but he also wasn’t going to stop until he was seated all the way inside her.

  When he was, he paused. Dex paused, too, his cockhead just inside her mouth. Then the two men started moving in tandem. It was like they were trying to touch cocks inside her, pounding deep. She desperately tried to relax her throat and gag reflex as Dex pushed deeper inside her with every stroke, but then she’d get distracted by Pat’s movement and the feel of his balls slapping against her with each stroke.

  Just when she wasn’t sure she could take any more and was ready to explode, Pat reached underneath her and rubbed her clit as Dex said the magic word. “Come.”

  * * * *

  Abby wanted to burrow back under the covers and go back to sleep. She was exhausted and sated and wanted to rest, but her Doms had different plans. The two men dressed quickly before Dex left the room and Pat rifled through the clothes he’d packed the night before.

  Dressing her like a child, he pulled on a tank top and a loose pair of shorts.

  “Panties? Bra?”

  “Not when you are with us, pet. And I’m not liking these shorts, either. We are going to have to get you some loose skirts so your pussy is available to us at all times.”

  Abby looked at him in shock.

  “Or you can just go naked when we are at home.”

  Abby closed her mouth. “Maybe skirts wouldn’t be that bad.”

  “I thought not.” Pat’s tone was smug, and she wanted to hit him but didn’t have the energy.

  * * * *

  The rest of they day passed quickly. Dex had made a huge brunch, and then they had taken her out for the day. They went to the zoo and walked around looking at the animals and just relaxing. They’d given in and let her put on a bra and panties and removed the butt plug before they’d gone out, but she was told she’d be paying for that concession later.

  After the zoo, they went shopping and the men had picked out several loose skirts for her and insisted on paying, which embarrassed her, but they argued that since they were insisting on the wardrobe change, it was their responsibility to provide it. In the end, she gave in. They had so much fun picking out things for her to wear, and after her objections to the first store they went to, had stuck to inexpensive stores so the costs were reasonable.

  That night, they tucked her into bed between them, took turns making love to her, before turning her on her stomach and inserting a slightly larger butt plug. Then they’d turned her back over and snuggled up to her.

  She’d slept surprisingly well, sandwiched between their large bodies. She’d expected to stay awake for hours thinking back on the last couple of days, but they’d tired her out and she dropped off quickly.

  When the alarm went off, she sat up abruptly, initially confused as to where she was at. It all came rushing back, and she was again confused as she realized she was alone.

  There was a sound, and the door to the bedroom opened. Pat stuck his head in.

  “You have twenty minutes to shower and get ready for school. Dex is making breakfast, and you had better not be late. He’s very moody in the kitchen.”

  She showered and brushed her teeth before getting dressed in her usual school uniform of a T-shirt and khakis. When she got downstairs and slid into her chair with one minute to spare, Dex looked at her with appro
val and placed a plate in front of her.

  “Eat.”

  The men joined her, and the three of them ate in companionable silence. Then they handed her a bag lunch and walked her to the door.

  The day passed swiftly, and when she got home, it was close to seven and she had a study group to attend. By the time she had washed up, dinner was on the table and the three of them chatted about their days.

  That night, she again slept between them after they each made love to her and inserted a fresh butt plug into her ass.

  Tuesday was training day, and Abby was feeling a bit apprehensive as she went off to class. By noon, she was in Dex and Pat’s office, working on their research project, and both men acted as if nothing about their relationship had changed. They were completely professional, for which Abby was grateful. Mostly. She was also horny, being so close to them, but there were people in and out of the office all afternoon, so she had to stay at her desk and try to work.

  It wasn’t too bad except for all the female visitors. She’d been amused by them before. Now she was annoyed. Especially by Professor Michaels. That woman just threw herself shamelessly at Dex, and Abby was ready to get up and stomp out when he caught her attention and she saw the entreaty in his eyes. She laughed. He wasn’t enjoying the professor’s attentions at all. Taking pity on him, she picked up a pile of papers at random and walked over to his desk, giving Professor Michaels the evil eye.

  “Dr. Maplethorpe. I have that data you wanted. Do you have a few minutes to go over it with me?”

  “Sorry, Professor. Duty calls.”

  “Clarice, please. Maybe when you are done with this, er, student, you can join me for dinner. I make a great chicken tetrazzini and an even better breakfast omelette.”

  Abby watched the color rise in Dex’s cheeks. She was ready to intervene again if he needed her to, but this time, Professor Michaels had gone too far.

  “Sorry, again, but I’m seeing someone and she’s very possessive.”

  “Yes, well, fine. Some other time.”

  Dex hustled her out the door and locked it behind her before leaning back against it. Abby walked up to him and leaned against him, rising on tiptoes to kiss him gently on the lips. He was just starting to kiss her back when they heard the knob rattle. Then there was a banging on the door followed by the sound of a key.

  They moved away from the door just as Pat pushed the door open slowly.

  “Oh, you two are dressed.” He entered and shut the door behind him, locking it again. “It was locked, so I thought you two had decided not to wait for the club tonight.”

  “Two words. Clarice Michaels.”

  Pat shuddered theatrically. “Man-eater, and not in a good way.”

  Then he smiled wickedly. “The locked door got me all hot and bothered. Maybe our little sub should take the edge off before we head to dinner.” He looked over at Dex, who grinned back.

  “On your knees, pet, and open wide.”

  * * * *

  Afterward, Pat watched as Abby headed out the door as he fastened his pants. She had to go pick up some documents from the printers, leaving him and Dex alone in the office. Just thinking of what they had planned for her tonight had him getting hard again. Hell, everything about her had him getting hard.

  “Say, Dex. What are you thinking about that contract?”

  “We still have three and a half weeks to get her to fall in love with us and agree to extend it permanently.”

  Pat relaxed. “So we are on the same page.”

  “If you mean we love her like crazy and can’t imagine life without her, then yes, we are on the same page.”

  “That’s exactly what I mean. I think I fell in love with her during our Skype sessions but didn’t want to admit it. Now all I can think about is the damned expiry date of the contract. What if she decides that BDSM isn’t for her or she only wants one Master or if she doesn’t want either of us…” He paused. “I have to stop making myself crazy and think positively. We have three and a half weeks to tie her to us so tightly that she can never imagine life without us.”

  “Well, the fact that she didn’t object when we moved her into our place was a good start. I’m thinking we don’t show her the playroom yet. We don’t want to overwhelm her. There will be time enough once she’s ours to introduce her to the swing and the Cross and the joy of having both of us inside her at the same time.”

  “But, Dex, one of her specific requests was double penetration.”

  “Yeah, but we haven’t even taken her ass yet.”

  “So we move slowly. On the last night, we drive her crazy with lust at the club, and then we take her back home and give her what she’s been dreaming of in a nice comfortable bed where we can fuck her over and over and over, sleep a bit, and do it all over again. Then we present her with the revised contract and get her to sign it while she’s still in a post-orgasmic haze.”

  “Is that fair?”

  “All’s fair in love and war and submission. She’s ours, Dex.”

  “Maybe we should just tell her how we feel?”

  “And risk her walking away from the contract and us? You know that she can leave at any time, and she hasn’t once mentioned the word love. Maybe she doesn’t feel for us the way we feel for her. But we do know that she wants us. Our compatibility in bed in undeniable. I say we use this to tie her to us. And then once she agrees to extend the contract, we start working up to the idea of love and a permanent arrangement.”

  “It would kill me if she left us now.”

  “Then we take it slow and wait until our final Saturday night to once and for all share her in every way. Agreed?”

  “Agreed.”

  Chapter Eleven

  The weeks seemed to fly by for Abby. Twice a week, Tuesdays and Saturdays, they went to the club. Now that she was living with them, they made love every day, making use of all of the rooms of the house except for the one. Dex and Pat had agreed not to take her into the playroom. She’d signed up for four weeks of training, twice a week at the club, and they were determined to honor the terms.

  When they played at home, they took charge, often tying her up, blindfolding her and spanking her lightly, but they saved the true domination for the club. At the club they introduced her to all sorts of implements of pain and pleasure. She loved every bit of it. They were thoughtful Doms, warming her ass up slowly until the endorphins started surging within her, and then they ramped up quickly, alternating cycles of pain and pleasure until it all ran together in one unending sensation rolling through her body, causing her pussy to spasm uncontrollably, desperate to be filled, and her clit swelled and throbbed with need.

  She discovered she loved to have ass paddled while she had a vibrator pushed up into her pussy, and when they finally gave into her pleas for release and pressed the vibrator against her clit, she’d come apart on them, bucking wildly as orgasm after orgasm slammed through her.

  Then they’d fucked her senseless, Pat in her mouth and Dex in her pussy or vice versa. Sometimes they fucked her with the plug up her butt, and it just increased the sensation of fullness, and she dreamed of the day the plug would be replaced by Pat’s cock.

  It was the third Saturday of her training, and she was blindfolded as usual and strapped down tightly to the spanking bench, her naked butt high in the air. She’d long since stopped being self-conscious about being seen naked and spread wide for anyone to see, at least when she was deep in a scene. The sight of a naked pussy was common in the club and no cause for embarrassment or so she kept telling herself and maybe one day she would even believe it. She was still a bit self-conscious about not being as thin as the other subs, but it didn’t seem to bother Dex or Pat so she tried hard not to mind.

  This time, Dex had attached clamps to her nipples and was tugging gently on the chain between them as he pushed his cock between her lips. Pat moved behind her removing the butt plug and replaced it with his lubed fingers. Because she was already stretched, he started with two fi
ngers, which he scissored inside her before quickly adding a third. She moaned at the stretching sensation and moaned again, this time in protest as Dex removed his cock from her mouth.

  Squatting down, he whispered into her ear. “Relax, subbie. The time has come for Pat to fuck your ass. Just relax and when you feel him pushing in, push back against him. That will make it easier for him to get inside.”

  Abby tried to obey. The head of Pat’s cock pressed against her back entrance. It seemed so much bigger when trying to access an opening that had never taken a cock before. Even the plugs, some of which had been quite large at the time, now seemed to pale in size to the cock trying to penetrate her.

  She tensed.

  Ouch. Dex had tugged sharply on the chain attached to her nipple clamps. In her distraction, Pat had pushed forward, and his cock pushed past her entrance almost with a pop. Her muscles tightened again on his shaft, the head trapped inside her body.

  * * * *

  Pat paused. He’d gained entrance. He’d let her adjust to his cock inside her ass, and then he’d push forward. He’d lubed the condom well, and should easily slide in, but he waited until he felt the tension go out of her body. To help her relax, he reached around her body and lightly touched her clit.

  She jumped, at least as much as she could considering how they’d restrained her, and her ass clamped down hard on his cock. Groaning, he eased forward, pushing slowly and steadily until he was buried inside her to the hilt.

  He paused again, leaning over her body, pressing his chest against her back. Looking up, he met Dex’s gaze. His friend was fisting his cock, waiting for Pat’s signal. Pat nodded and leaned down and whispered into Abby’s ear. “Now you are going to suck off Dex, and you don’t get to come until he does. Once you get him off, you can come as often as you like. Understand?”