“Yes, Sir.”
“Good girl. You belong to us.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“You are ours, and we are going to make sure you never want to leave.”
“Yes, Sir.”
Releasing his grip, he took one step back from her and looked over her shoulder to Finn. “Your turn. Much as I love the look of a sexy woman in a tight pair of leather pants, I would appreciate it if you’d relieve her of them.”
Finn slowly relaxed his hold on her arms, making sure she was steady on her feet. Then he knelt down behind her and reached around to fumble with the button on her pants. His hands shook a little but he managed to undo it.
“Relax, Finn. She isn’t going to bite. Well, not unless we tell her to.”
Finn looked up at him and flashed a quick grin, taking a steadying breath. With more confidence, he pulled on the zipper, and her pants were hanging open. Finn’s hands then crept up her stomach and began making small circles on Daphne’s skin. Each time his hands passed near the open zipper Daphne’s breath would catch and seem to hold for a second.
“Damn, man, stop teasing her,” Decker laughed. “Although I guess it’s okay to tease her. Just stop teasing me and get those frigging pants off. I can’t wait another minute to see her naked.”
Finn chuckled and began easing her pants down as he rubbed his face against her leather-covered thighs. Daphne shifted back a little, enjoying his attentions.
Decker cleared his throat and saw Daphne’s eyes snap back to his in recognition that she had just violated his command.
“I’m sorry, Sir.” A look of confusion crossed her face as she twisted to look down at Finn and said again, “Sir?”
She looked between the two of them, a crease between her eyes.
Decker smiled. “What’s wrong, pet?”
“How do I address you two? Calling you both ‘Sir’ is going to get confusing.”
“That is easily fixed. You will address me as ‘Master’ and Finn as ‘Sir’ to keep things straight.” He glanced down at Finn and received a confirming nod. “Now, I believe you were not to move without permission. Isn’t that right?”
With only a slight stumble over the name she answered, “Yes, Master.”
“Good. Now do try to obey.” With that he reached over and gave her right nipple a quick squeeze. Gasping, she struggled not to move, but it took several deep breaths to collect herself before she settled down again.
Returning his gaze to where Finn’s hands had come to rest on her hips, Decker gave a quick jerk of his head to let his partner know it was okay to resume their seduction. Without wasting any more time, Finn quickly stripped the pants to the ground in a single motion. Decker held out a hand to steady Daphne as her panties followed and she stepped delicately out of them. Finn leaned forward and kissed then nibbled her taut right buttock.
“Wait a minute, Finn,” Decker barked suddenly, causing the other two to stop and look at him. Pointing to a bandage covering the area around her right hip bone, Decker asked, “Are you hurt? You should have said something.”
“What? Hurt? What are you talking about?” Finn turned Daphne until he could see the white square as well.
“Oh, that. I forgot about it with everything that happened. I got a surprise for you while I was exploring Reno.” Daphne smiled, but her eyes were wary.
“What are you talking about?” Finn frowned.
“This,” she said, tearing off the bandage and revealing an obviously new but small tattoo. The men leaned closer and saw a beautifully-depicted bird. Its wings and tail feathers were outstretched.
“It’s a falcon,” Daphne told them. Her voice shook slightly. “Because you said it was a good name for me.”
“I see that, and it is,” Decker said, glancing up at her face with a smile. “It suits you very well. The detail is gorgeous, too. But I think it will be even more meaningful than you expect.”
“Oh?”
“Yes. That is the signal you’ve both been looking for. Whenever Finn or I want to let you know that we are thinking of you, or appreciate what you’re doing, all we have to do is touch you there, or that spot on ourselves if we’re too far away to reach you, and you’ll understand.”
“That’s brilliant! I love it,” Daphne squealed and threw her arms around his neck. “You’re a genius.”
“It is brilliant,” Finn agreed, turning Daphne firmly back to where she’d been before. “Now more than ever it will symbolize the permanent connection between us. But now we need to get back to what we were doing. If it won’t hurt you, Daphne.”
He began to nuzzle her ass again, and Daphne moaned in response, her eyes closing. Decker couldn’t resist any longer. Placing his hands on either side of her face, he pressed his lips firmly to hers. His tongue slid out, reveling in the softness of her sensual lips as he teased them open. Exploring her mouth, he felt something finally let go within himself and knew Allie had been right. Sharon would not have been offended by him making love to someone else. It was almost as if she was there, nodding her approval of Daphne and telling him to be happy.
Breaking the kiss, he looked down and saw that Finn was still kneeling behind her. It looked like the man’s hands were everywhere at once, running up and down her legs, across her stomach and ass, dipping in to feel the silky softness of her shaved pussy.
His voice husky, Decker said, “Daphne, lie face up on the bed with your legs spread. I have to taste you before I die. Finn, I trust her top half to your attentions for the time being. It’s up to you, of course, but I highly recommend her mouth.”
He took his place between her outstretched and spread legs, shouldering her thighs just a bit farther apart. He could see as he bent to his task that Finn had taken his advice and was kissing Daphne as if he would never let her go.
Marveling at the fact that he was actually here making love to Daphne, he pressed the side of his face to her lower abdomen. He rubbed his cheeks, chin, and mouth across her skin, and she pressed her hips up, her shaved pussy begging for his touch. He ran his fingers reverently over her mound, feeling her twitching in anticipation, and slowly parted her labia with his fingers, darting his tongue in for a first taste.
She moaned as he began licking, sucking, and nibbling up and down her slit, using his tongue to gather her leaking juices and taste every part of her. She was so sweet and the heady scent of her arousal fueled his oral assault on her soft, feminine flesh. He continued licking and biting as he stuck a finger inside her hot cunt and fucked her. Suddenly she began to buck and thrash under his mouth, and he glanced up to see her head thrown back, her mouth open and her breath ragged as Finn sucked on one nipple and twisted the other.
They watched in awe as she crashed over the edge of the first orgasm they’d given her together. When it was over, their eyes met and assessed each other. Decker could see the thought flick across Finn’s face that he should be uncomfortable in this situation. But then it was gone, and they acknowledged with a nod the fact that the three of them belonged together. Having Daphne between them, her soft body at their mercy, her mouth alternating from one to the other, was where they all needed to be.
They allowed her only a moment to recover before returning to their ministrations, playing her body as if they had been together for years instead of for an hour or so.
After bringing her to two more thundering releases, Decker sat up with a sigh. “Finn, we are never going to be able to take her like this. Let’s get undressed.”
When they were both naked, Decker pulled Finn aside. “Is it true you’ve never had a ménage before?”
Finn turned slightly red. “Uh, no, I haven’t.”
“Okay, then let me direct things. Lie face up in the center of the bed, and put this on.” Decker tossed him a wrapped condom.
Turning to Daphne, he said, “Your Sir is looking a little nervous. Why don’t you help him forget any concerns he may have?”
A smile appeared on her face, and she scooted to the s
ide, patting the space where she’d been. Finn lay down, and Daphne teased him with her fingers and tongue, working her way to his cock. Finn began to relax as she worked, settling herself comfortably between his legs. Within moments her head began to bob steadily up and down, and Decker knew that Finn’s nerves were no longer on edge.
He retrieved a tube of lube and squirted some onto his fingers, rubbing them together to warm the gel up. He used his other hand to guide Daphne into a doggy-style position with her head in Finn’s lap and her butt in the air. Spreading the cheeks of her sexy ass apart, he began to gently rub the cool lubricant into her tight little rosebud.
She yelped and popped her head up to look back at him. He gave her a mischievous smile. “Relax and get back to what you were doing. You need to be prepared a little bit before we begin the main event. Trust me, you’ll enjoy it. If you don’t like it, just say so, and we’ll stop.”
She looked dubious but nodded and returned to her task. Decker continued to work the now-warmed gel into her opening, watching her reactions closely. He slid one finger in and out of her slowly, getting her used to the feeling until she was relaxed enough for a second finger to join the first. After several minutes he noticed she had begun to rock back and forth, pushing his fingers in deeper and deeper, her moans joining Finn’s as she worked his cock.
Unable to wait any longer, he pulled his fingers free and ordered Daphne to stop and give Finn a breather while they switched positions. He rolled a condom onto his own raging hard-on and lay where Finn had been. “Daphne, come here and straddle me. Face the foot of the bed in a reverse cowgirl position.”
“Yes, Master.” Her voice was low and throaty, and the name seemed to flow more naturally that time.
He guided her hips into position and with a slow and steady pressure he brought her down until her tight little asshole was just touching the tip of his dick. “This may hurt a little, but we will take it slow and will stop if you need to. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Master.”
He added more lube as she sank agonizingly slowly onto his cock. Watching her breathing, he allowed her to control the speed of her first anal penetration. Once she had sunk completely onto him, her hands gripping his tightly, he began to move his hips a tiny bit at a time. He gradually increased his speed until a steady pace had been achieved and her rocking assured him that she was not only okay but was enjoying what they were doing.
“Okay, now without pulling me out, lay back against my chest.” Anyone less limber would have had trouble with his instructions, but Daphne made it look easy.
Once she was settled, Decker nodded at Finn, who was watching from the foot of the bed. “Fuck our girl. You will control the pace, but we are going to rock her world.”
He smiled at the speed with which Finn climbed onto the bed and leaned over Daphne, making eye contact to ensure that she was ready for him. Then he braced himself and pushed into her wet and waiting pussy. Daphne exhaled a long, slow breath as Finn’s cock slowly took its place inside her.
“How are you doing?” Decker asked her, but instead of answering, Daphne lifted her legs around Finn’s waist, drawing him in even deeper. “Fuck me, Finn,” she demanded. “Fuck me now!”
Decker whispered into her ear. “I’ll let it go this time, but you had best learn to address us correctly or we will stop and leave you horny as punishment. Do you understand?”
She hissed in a breath. “Yes, Master. Please, Sir, fuck me. I need you both so bad.”
He kissed her neck. “That’s better, my dear. Finn, if you would, show our girl we mean business.”
Decker smiled into Daphne’s hair as Finn began to slide in and out of Daphne’s stretched cunt. They moved slowly as she settled into the movement, then they matched their rhythm to each other, first alternating, then in unison. Daphne’s head fell back against Decker, and she panted in time to their thrusts. Suddenly he felt her muscles clench all along his length and heard her sudden intake of breath, followed by a groan as she exploded into her first orgasm while filled with two men. He could feel Finn slowing while she rode through the intense experience, which was helpful, since he was nearing his own limit much faster than he wanted to. Breathing deeply to control the rising tide of his own excitement, he regained a small measure of delay.
Once her breathing had returned to a semblance of normal, Finn started back up, and Decker suspected they were both close to climax. The feel of Daphne’s tight ass clutching his cock each time Finn thrust into her cunt rocketed him closer and closer to the point of no return. Without warning he felt Finn slam into her and sink as deep as possible. For the first time he felt the throbbing of another man as he released followed by the intense grip of Daphne’s anal muscles as she was brought over the edge again. Unable to last any longer, he joined in the carnal exuberance with his own powerful orgasm.
He had never felt such an intense connection to anyone. That thought brought a swift stab of guilt toward Sharon, but somehow she almost felt like a part of it. Neither Finn nor Daphne had ever met Sharon, but Sharon was part of him, and making love again did not push her memory away, as he’d always been afraid it would. He could have sworn he felt a soft breath on his neck and her voice whispering, “I’m here, Sir.”
Chapter 25
“So do you think it’s going to work out?” Karl came up behind Allie as she stood in the doorway of the barn.
“Yes, I think it will.” Allie nodded, smiling as his arms encircled her to draw her against his warm, strong chest. They began to rock a little back and forth to the music. Being held like that always gave her a warm, protected feeling. “I hope so, anyway.” Together they watched Daphne, Finn, and Decker standing arm in arm and laughing as Chuck and Tony romped in their puppy gear on the mats that had been set out.
“Well, they’ve made it through the initial negotiations and moving in together,” Karl said. “We’ll just have to see how they handle the bumps that come up. But as far as I can tell, they seem to have a decent understanding of what it takes to be a triad. I guess they’ve got as good a chance as anybody. I’m sure they’ll make it.”
Twenty or thirty people had gathered that night for the worldwide premiere of the new music video and a play party. They’d watched the video in the great room of the barn while eating pizza, and now the rest of Daphne’s new album was playing as the area was transformed into a dungeon.
“What did you think of the video?” Karl asked, squeezing her again and resting his chin on top of her head.
“I thought it was wonderful. And it was so sweet of Daphne to dedicate it to us.”
“So you like her more now than you did when she first came here?”
Allie laughed. “Definitely. At first I thought she was a typical rich bitch who doesn’t care about anybody besides herself. It just goes to show that you never really know what’s going on inside another person. I wouldn’t have guessed how vulnerable and insecure she was underneath the rock-star persona.”
“That’s true. Everyone has their own coping mechanisms. Just because she has the metabolism of a hummingbird doesn’t mean she doesn’t have insecurities,” Karl said. “Let this be a lesson to you. Judge people on who they are, not on who you think they are.”
“I’ll try, Sir.” Her eyes came to rest on one of the pictures hanging on the opposite wall. It was from the group that Charlie had taken during their latest photo shoot. “I may not be as pretty as she is, but with Charlie’s help I only look like the ugly stepsister, not the troll under the bridge.”
Karl stopped swaying to the music and tilted his head down. Allie couldn’t see much of his face, but she knew he was frowning.
“What have I said about making self-deprecating remarks?” His voice was stern.
“I’m sorry, Sir.” She did her little-girl voice for him, hoping he’d laugh it off, as he sometimes did.
But no. “I think that remark calls for some punishment.”
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“Hmm.” He looked up again and she could tell he wasn’t really angry. It was more a matter of principle with him. His voice was playful again after he considered. “I guess maybe we could make it the good kind, say ten swats on the ass. But only if you say ten times, ‘I am a beautiful and capable woman’ for me.”
“I never said anything about not being capable.”
“Fifteen swats.” His voice was less playful now, and Allie knew she was almost at his limit of brattiness. She sighed as inaudibly as she could and repeated the commanded phrase.
“That’ll do.” He led her over to a couch and sat down, motioning for her to lean across his lap.
“You did say the good kind, right?” She couldn’t help pushing him just a tiny bit more.
“Twenty.” He snapped his finger and pointed at his knee. “Panties, please.”
With a louder sigh, Allie pulled up her short latex skirt and tugged off the black, lacy thong, handing it to him. He tucked it in a pocket as she positioned herself, waiting for the spanking. She wasn’t sure whether he meant to do it as a way to start the playing or if it was actually a punishment for her comment. Mostly the difference had to do in the way he began. If it was a play spanking, he would start out with light, varied swats, moving to a different area each time. By the time her ass was nicely red, she would be warmed up enough that harder swats would start to feel good, even though they would still sting.
He apparently did mean it as a punishment this time. He brought his hand down ten times, hard and swiftly and in the same place, so that she was biting her lip and cringing with each one. Then, as she processed the pain, he did the last ten in a softer, almost caressing manner, turning the original discomfort into a pleasurable heat that radiated through her ass. Her head lolled forward as endorphins flooded her system, and Karl let her relax, stroking her legs, ass, and back.
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