Three, Two, One (321)

by JA Huss

  He walks over to me and lifts my chin up, making me acknowledge him. “You want us to stay home?”

  I glance over at Ark, expecting him to object. He’s a businessman, after all. And this is business. Something I have no say in.

  But Ark just shrugs. “We owe Ray two more videos. But we have more than two hundred squirreled away for the Public Fuck release coming up. We can afford to give up two of those to finish up our contract.”

  “You’d do that?” I ask.

  “If it makes you happy, sure. Why not?” He looks over at JD. “I’ll call Ray and tell him we’re staying home and I’ll be around on Sunday to upload the final videos. After that, we’ll celebrate.” And then he smiles at me and returns his concentration to his computer.

  JD turns my head back to him and gives me a kiss that makes me wet between my legs. “Works for me,” he says. “I got what I need right here.”

  His attention makes my whole body warm, and it takes me a second to realize I’m blushing. When I look over at Ark, he’s laughing as he gets up from his computer and takes a seat at the breakfast table. “Don’t be embarrassed. Just enjoy it.”

  “I am,” I tell Ark back, jumping down off the island and walking over to him, my hand lingering on his shoulder for a moment as I take the chair on the other side of him. The table is small and round, so it’s got an intimate feel to it. “I don’t know how I got here.” I look at both of them, one at a time. JD puts a plate of pancakes down and pauses. But all I can do is shrug. “I don’t know. But I feel… lucky.”

  “Maybe it was just meant to be?” JD walks back to grab the eggs. “I believe in fate instead of luck,” he continues, setting the eggs down and taking his chair. The table used to only have two chairs, but Ark brought out a chair from his office that he’s sitting on. “I mean, look. I’ve been living with this control freak for four years now. And I will tell you, I’ve never thought about kissing him before this morning.”

  Ark grins, shaking his head. If he feels uncomfortable about how things have changed overnight, he hides it well. Because he doesn’t seem to be shy. In fact, JD is right. He is a control freak. And he’s still in control now.

  “Well, I did,” he says with a straight face.

  “Bullshit,” JD says back, stuffing a pancake into his mouth. “You never did. And you wouldn’t be here now if we hadn’t ambushed you with the leash.”

  “Oh, God.” I shake my head and grab a pancake and some eggs.

  “You don’t like the leash?”

  It’s Ark asking, not JD. And that stops me for a moment. “Did you?”

  “It was hot as fuck,” Ark says.

  “I thought you hated the kink?” I look over at JD and he winks at me.

  “Not true. I just don’t like to cross any lines.”

  “But collars and leashes are acceptable kink?”

  “I think she should wear the collar all the time, Ark,” JD says, bypassing my question.

  And even though I hate the fact that it affects me this way, the wetness begins to build between my legs again.

  How does he do that with words?

  Ark just stares at me, like he can read my thoughts. And then his hand is on my leg, rubbing. I watch his face as he does this. He remains stoic, no smile, his mouth just a flat line. And then his hand travels up to the v between my legs, slips inside the boxers I’m wearing, and fingers my pussy.

  I swallow hard and close my eyes.

  “Go get the collar, JD,” he says in a commanding tone.

  I suck in a breath and bite my lip, trying to calm down. JD’s chair scrapes against the polished concrete floor as he gets up to go find the strip of leather.

  “You want it, don’t you, Blue?”

  I nod my head, but keep my eyes closed. “I can’t help it.” I don’t know how much they want to know about my captivity, so I remain silent. JD returns a few mounts later and hands the collar to Ark. His chair scrapes as he pushes back too, and suddenly I’m trembling.

  “Shhh,” he says, placing a hand on my shoulder. “I’m not going to hurt you, you know that.”

  “I know,” I say. Because I do know. Ark is not into the pain. “But the problem is—” I look up at him and take a deep breath. “The problem is, I like to be hurt.” It’s a soft whisper, but everyone hears it. When I look over at JD, he’s grinning big. When I tilt my head up to see Ark’s reaction, he strokes a finger down my cheek.

  “Hold your hair up,” Ark orders.

  I do as I’m told and he slips the collar around my neck, fastening it so that it’s only loose enough to allow his fingers to slip between it and my skin.

  I take a deep breath.

  “You’re ours now. And that means you’re honest if we ask you a question. So my first question is, how hard do you like it?”

  I let out a long gush of air and fold my hands in my lap.

  “Be truthful, baby,” JD says. “We’re not going to judge.”

  I nod, and then look up at his charming face. I believe him. With all my heart. I believe that I’m accepted here. That we all have a dark part to our souls. And even though it would be better if that darkness was never there in the first place, the next best thing is to have the people we love accept that we are imperfect.

  And that’s what we have here.

  “Can I tell you how it happened? Before I tell you what I like?”

  “Of course,” Ark answers. He takes my hand and pulls me over to his lap. I climb on, grateful for his tenderness. One arm wraps around my waist and the other strokes my knee. “Take your time.”

  I know he didn’t tell JD who I really am, so I avoid any talk of that. “The first time I was taken, it was mutual. In fact…” I swallow down the shame and continue. “In fact, they all were. Up until last Saturday night. He was never tender, but that excited me. The rough play was thrilling. Something I’d never experienced before. I responded… Oh, God, this is so embarrassing.”

  I look up at Ark, but he’s not gonna let me out of it now that I started. So I look over at JD. He’s got his eyebrows up. “You responded to the orders? Or the humiliation? Or the violence?”

  “All of it,” I say, so ashamed of myself. “I responded to all of it. Even though I didn’t want to.”

  “I’m not going to humiliate you, Blue. I put the collar on you because you want it.” I look up at Ark and see the truth in his eyes.

  “I know. But I hate that part of myself.”

  “Why?” JD says, getting up from his chair and coming over to us. “If we agree it gives us pleasure, then why are you ashamed?”

  “Do you feel shame?” I ask him. “For wanting to be… rough with girls?”

  JD shakes his head slowly. “No. I only do it with girls like you.”

  “What about you?”

  Ark shakes his head too. “I don’t do much of it. Not enough to cross any lines. But I’m happy to slap your ass and pull your hair.” And then he smiles and a small laugh comes out before he can control himself. His hand dips between my legs, pushing inside my pussy. “You are so fucking wet just from talking about it. And now that we know you like it, we can push some limits if that’s what you want.”

  “Do you want that, Blue?”

  I nod at JD. “I don’t want marks on my back, like the ones they left last weekend. And I don’t want jealousy. We need to be clear on that. I can’t do the jealousy. If another man or woman tries to come between us, then yeah, I expect those feelings. But not between us. Because he told me to…” I have to take another deep breath. “He told me to do things and then he beat me afterward. But I had no choice. He made me pleasure other people. And then he accused me of liking it. And I did like it. I was conditioned to like it. So I don’t want to be punished for loving both of you.”

  Ark holds me tighter. “Done.”

  I look at JD and he grins. “Ark makes me hard, Blue. Watching you suck his cock makes me hotter. And tonight I plan on sucking it with you. So I’m fine, babe.” He winks at
Ark, who gets hard underneath me as a response.

  “Anything else you need us to know, Blue?” Ark asks, trying to take the subject off him.

  “I need aftercare. I didn’t get much aftercare, but when I did, it made all the difference in the world.”

  “We can do that, baby,” JD says, leaning in to kiss me. His teeth catch my lip and bite, hard enough to make me whimper and release another gush of wetness, but not enough to draw blood. “I know what I’m doing. I’ll fuck you hard and make you love it. And when we’re done, I’ll soothe away any shame. You will never feel shame with us, Blue.”

  I want to cry, that’s how much his words mean to me. But I just take a deep breath and snuggle up against Ark’s chest while JD goes back to his seat and resumes his eating.

  When I try to get up and go back to my chair a few minutes later, Ark restrains me. He brings a forkful of eggs to my mouth and I open. Letting him feed me. Letting him take care of me.

  When breakfast is over, we leave the dishes and lounge on the couch and watch a movie. JD is lying down on his back on the long end, his arms propping up his head, while Ark sits up on the lounger. I drape my body over both of them, my head in Ark’s lap.

  I daydream about this life. What it might look like in the weeks and months to come. What I’m giving up to be here. I miss my family, but I can’t go home. Not until I get what I came for. Not until I get back what they took from me. Not until I get a hold of that contract and that footage of me signing away my future children.

  And now I have two allies.

  They might not know it yet, but I’ve just recruited them in my war.

  I will get justice for Janine.

  And maybe JD will get justice for Marie too.

  Somehow we spend the whole day just being… normal. My dick is in a state of semi-hardness the entire time. And every time JD gets up to do something, his bulge is there as well. I wonder if he’s jacking off every time he goes to the bathroom.

  Will it always feel this good to be around them? Will I constantly be aroused just looking at them? Will the thought of JD’s lips on my cock ever disgust me?

  I don’t know the answer to any of these questions. So when Blue gets tired and announces she’s going to bed, JD joins her. But I go into my office and start dicking around with my cameras.

  About an hour later, a naked JD steps into my doorway and knocks on the wall. “What are you doing? Come to bed.”

  “I will,” I tell him as I clean a lens.

  “When? I’m horny, man. And every time I touch her, she wants to come. But I don’t want to start this shit alone. You need to be there.”

  I finish up the lens and then pack it away.

  “You’re nervous?” he asks, coming into the room. I glance down at his dick, which is so hard, it’s practically pointing at me. “You afraid of this part, Ark? Of crossing that line?” He reaches out and grabs the long bulge beneath my jeans. He takes my inaction as a sign to proceed, and then his hand drifts upward to the button on my jeans. “Should we have a practice run in here? Get it over with?”

  And then he leans in, his bare chest pressing against mine, the heat between us drawing our bodies together. His hand slips down my pants and grabs me… hard. I grit my teeth and suck in a breath. “Tell me what to do,” he says. “Tell me what you want. Because Blue is waiting, man. And I don’t mind sucking your dick to put you at ease, but I want to fuck that girl tonight. And I want you to be there.”

  I look at him, meeting his blue eye with my dark ones. “That’s not what I what I’m holding out for, JD. I’m not nervous about you sucking my dick. I just need you to know I’m probably not going to fuck you. Maybe ever. And I’m probably not going to let you fuck me, either.”

  “So, we have limits with each other, but not with Blue? Is that what you want me to know?”

  “Yeah, basically.”

  “Are you gonna suck my dick?”

  “I don’t know.”

  “So what do you want to do with me?” He pulls his hand out of my pants and takes a step back.

  But I catch him by the shoulder and grip him tight. “This, for starters.” And then I pull him in, my hand wrapping around his neck, my fingers threading through his hair. I touch my lips to his and the kiss takes me by surprise once again. How soft his lips are, but how hard and masculine his response. He grips my head the same way, pushing himself into me. Our bodies press against each other as I slip my tongue inside his hot mouth and then when he responds, I withdraw and bite his lip. Hard. Hard enough to make him pull back. But I stop him, keeping him in contact with me. I look him in the eyes and we both taste the blood. I let go with my mouth, but hold him captive with my gaze. “I won’t do this to Blue. I can’t. But I can do it to you.”

  He stares at me.

  “If you want.”

  He grins and then he laughs, pushing my chest hard enough to make me step backwards. I grip his neck harder, pressing my thumb against his jugular, just like I did that Gabriel fuck last night. But this time, it’s not out of hate or anger. It’s desire.

  “I want to stick my dick so far down your throat, you’ll choke on my cock.”

  His grin grows wider. “You want me to submit to you?”

  “You can dish it out but you can’t take it?”

  “Is that the deal then? She submits to me and I submit to you?”

  “You both submit to me, JD. I want to collar you too.”

  “Fuck you,” he says, stepping back with a laugh.

  “Not literally, asshole. But we need to have an understanding. And the understanding is, I’m in control. At all times.”

  “What if you’re not there?”

  I shrug. “You want to fuck her alone? Because I’m in it for you, just as much as I am for her.”

  “Well, yeah. I figure I can fuck her anytime I want. She’s mine too.”

  I turn around and walk back to my desk, getting a fresh battery for my favorite camera. “If you fuck her alone, I want it on camera. So I can watch it later.”

  “You kinky motherfucker. I never suspected, Ark.”

  “Yes, then?”

  He rolls his neck and shoulders, like he’s trying to release some tension. “Sure, OK. Like I care if we’re filmed. There’s more than five hundred videos of me on camera already. What’s a few more?”

  “And I want you to pose with her. And me. Around the loft. Fucking. Doing normal shit. Whenever. I want pictures. I want memories.”

  He shakes his head at me. “Why would I object to that? You want to make sex tapes instead of porn? Fine.”

  “And this shit never leaves the apartment.”

  “Dude—”

  “I mean it, JD. You never let anyone else see her. Or us. Ever.”

  “Why would I show her off? She’s on the run from some asshole who would probably like her back.”

  I let out a long breath, relief flooding through me. “OK.”

  He stares at me for a long moment, and then he laughs the way he does. The way that charms pretty much anyone who has the pleasure of watching him turn it on. “Can we fuck now?”

  I reach down and grab his dick, which has softened a little from the conversation.

  “Oh, fuck, yeah,” he moans. I pump him a few times and then pull on his cock, making him take a step forward. “You’re killing me, man. Let’s go.”

  I lean in and kiss him again, but this time I don’t bite. His mouth melds with mine, our tongues seeking each other out. And his dick thickens in my palm, so I pull back and grab the camera from my desk. “I want this, JD. Do you understand?”

  “I get it,” he says in a whisper. “I want this too.”

  “We are not a couple. You and her aren’t a couple. We’re in this together, no matter what.” I don’t wait for his answer, I just tug on his hard cock until he follows me out of my office and down the hallway to my bedroom. When we reach the door, I let go and push him into the room.

  I expect a little look of anger from pu
shing him so hard, so fast. But he handles it like a champ. He walks forward to the bed and I turn the light on as I follow. He gets in on one side, I get in on the other.

  And Blue lies between us, her eyes barely detectable in the light that filters through the open blinds of the window. They are filled with questions. And I am nothing but answers.

  I pull the covers down, exposing her to the chilled night air. “Spread your legs open for JD, Blue.”

  She does it without hesitation, and that makes my cock so fucking hard.

  “Lick her until she comes all over your face, JD. And then kiss me, motherfucker. And I better taste that come, or I’ll stand you in the corner and make you watch me fuck her blind from behind.”

  Blue whimpers. This is what she wants. What her body craves. Humiliation is something she’s on board with. I said I’d never humiliate her, and I won’t. But I never said I’d spare JD the same fate.

  He does as he’s told. He sucks her clit while I film. And when she releases, he kisses me, her come still pooled up in his mouth.

  After that it’s a blur of cocks and pussy. Him on top, me on the bottom. Me on top, him on the bottom. His mouth over my dick, me thrusting it down his throat while Blue fingers herself.

  By the time they fall asleep, the dawn is upon us. And even though I’m worn out, I’m too amped up with adrenaline to sleep. So I leave them, exhausted, all wrapped up in each other, and take my camera back to my office, so I can turn our fucking into art.

  “No,” I tell him, burying my face in the pillow.

  “Why?”

  “You know why.” I look up at Ark and sigh. He’s so fucking beautiful, I swear. He’s not wearing that pseudo suit today. He’s in jeans. And he’s shirtless. God, they both drive me wild when they have no shirts on. And those tattoos…

  All we’ve done for three days is fuck. And I get it, he’s feeling cooped up and wants to get out of the house. But I’m not. I’m feeling safe and comfortable. I’m not going anywhere.

  “Blue. You have to leave the house at some point.”

  “Not today.”

  “Don’t you want to go shopping? Get real clothes? Stop wearing JD’s t-shirts and boxers?”