The Dom's Patience is Rewarded [Unchained Love 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Cara Adams

  “Yes, Sir,” said William.

  “Yes, Sir,” echoed Leticia.

  “Good. Your safe word is ‘xylophone.’ Do you know what a safe word means, Leticia?”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  “Tell me what it means so I’m sure you fully understand.”

  “The sub is only to use it when they’re absolutely certain they want to stop doing the scene, not just to ask a question or something like that. It ends the night’s play.”

  “Good answer.”

  “Leticia, lie down on your back, spread-eagle in the center of the bed. William, stand by the wall. You may look but not speak.”

  Oliver watched as they both did exactly what he said. So far so good. He hoped the scene aroused them thoroughly and gave them a taste for BDSM so he could lead them through more exciting scenes in the next few weeks.

  When they were in place, he turned to the dresser and collected the things he’d laid out ready there then settled himself between her legs on the bed. Oliver lifted her ass up and put a towel underneath her ass cheeks then took a razor and some shaving cream out of a bowl. He squirted the shaving cream liberally over her pussy then began shaving her cunt.

  He made long, slow sweeps through her curls, using the fingers of his left hand to hold her skin stretched but also to tease gently against her sensitive inner skin. Quite soon he felt her honey dampening his fingers. He stopped and rinsed the razor in a blue bowl of warm water then once again shaved long, slow lengths of her mound. Finally, he wiped her skin with a warm, damp cloth before holding her pussy lips open to carefully shave the fine hairs there.

  He pushed her legs up, so her knees were bent and her feet flat on the mattress. Holding her knees as wide apart as they could stretch, he gently shaved the tiny, fine hairs around her asshole then rinsed her pussy again. Her skin was naked, pink, and ultrasensitive, just what he had in mind for the evening’s entertainment.

  The first bowl was almost empty now. He took a tiny clit clamp out and held it in one hand while he bent down and sucked her clit hard. Then he held the tiny bud between two fingers and locked the clamp onto it.

  “Roll over onto your front, sub.”

  Leticia did so, pulling her legs up and over his body with lithe grace. Once she was settled, he removed the last two things from the bowl, a tube of lube and the butt plug. He covered the plug with lube then used the end of it to tease all around her anus. It was already aroused from the play as he shaved her, but he still needed to soften her tissues and stretch her.

  Her skin danced and twitched under his hand as he stroked her ass and switched the plug from hand to hand to tease her in different ways and from different directions. He put more lube on it and gradually pressed it into her, the anal muscles gradually parting to let it in.

  As he pressed the butt plug at her rear entry he stared at William. William was standing exactly where he’d been told to, against the wall, but his cock was huge and red, his face flushed, and his eyes heavy lidded. The action may have happened to Leticia, but it’d done as good a job of arousing William as of arousing her. And the scene wasn’t finished yet.

  Once the plug was fully seated in her, he gave her ass a single hard slap. “Kneel in the center of the bedroom floor, sub, your forehead on the ground and your ass in the air.”

  Once she did so, he moved off the bed himself.

  “Kneel where you are, William. Face the wall.”

  Only when both subs were in position and couldn’t observe him did he take his bowls and return to the bathroom. There he collected more things and returned, placing the bowls once more on the dresser.

  “William. Lie on the bed on your back with your legs spread.”

  You’re going to shave me, too?

  Oliver managed to keep his face impassive, even though no one could see it yet, but it was very difficult for him not to show the shock he felt at hearing William speak so loudly and clearly in his mind. Occasionally, very rarely indeed, mated panthers who were particularly in tune with each other could share their thoughts. But with a human? Never. Yet several times now he’d been sure he could feel William’s thoughts and also Leticia’s. If this was a true sign, not some kind of flukish aberration, it would mean the three of them were an extremely powerful mating indeed.

  In that case this would not be a handfasting or trial marriage. It would mean their mating was permanent and blessed by the gods.

  “Leticia. Come here and shave William.”

  “First place a big swirl of shaving cream on him, then use long strokes of the razor, moving ever closer to William’s cock. Be very careful, though.”

  Leticia nodded and followed his instructions.

  “Now, very tiny movements to remove the hair at the base of the cock and some gentle strokes to shave around the balls and ass.”

  Once again she nodded, her small hands moving deftly as she shaved William.

  He passed her the blue bowl of warm water and she rinsed William’s cock and balls then Oliver removed his bowls and equipment.

  “Subs. Stand in the middle of the room.”

  While they waited, he cleaned his bowls and razor and put everything away. Hopefully that would be long enough to let William have more control over his cock but still have them both wondering about what would happen next.

  He collected his toy box from the living room and unlocked it, hiding a grin. Oh hell yes. Now he’d see whether they were genuine subs or not.

  “This is a fiberglass cane. I have canes made of fiberglass, leather, bamboo, rattan, and nylon.” Deliberately he swished the cane then moved behind them before swishing it again. Interestingly neither of them flinched. Good. He cracked the cane across William’s ass, wondering what the sub would think of the harsh sting. He hit him once more then flicked it more lightly across Leticia’s right ass cheek before replacing the cane in his toy box and taking out a nylon one.

  “This cane is nylon. Notice the different feel,” he said, cracking it across William’s shoulders then over Leticia’s left ass check. “I like to think of it as whippy, with just a hint of thud. Now floggers come in all shapes and sizes. My favorite one is leather, with seven tails.”

  This time he let the tails slither over their skin, teasing them, hinting at what it might be like to be struck by such a toy, but without actually doing anything more.

  “I consider paddles with cute things like hearts or ‘ouch’ embedded in them to be for those just flirting with the idea of BDSM. Now this is a real paddle.” Oliver moved to Leticia and paddled her ass, left, right, left, right, left, before moving to William and changing up the beat to left left, right right, left left, right right left. “Smooth, black, wood. The perfect paddle. I could talk about whips for hours. I have a silver metal ball tickler you may enjoy, William, but for now, I think that’s enough of an introduction.”

  Both their asses were red and there was a neat red line over William’s shoulders as well. But the real telling signs were how Leticia’s inner thighs were damp with her cream and how William’s cock was standing tall again. Their skin would be hypersensitive from just having been shaved, and the clit clamp and butt plug should have ensured Leticia remained highly ready to be fucked.

  He had noted with interest that William gave no sign whatsoever while being whipped and paddled. No flinching, no gasps or hisses or moans. Complete silent stoicism. However, the size of his erection proved he’d enjoyed the lesson.

  Leticia, on the other hand, hadn’t been able to maintain a blank face. Her reactions had been written clearly for Oliver to read. She’d been surprised, hurt, startled, and then relaxed into enjoying the lesson.

  “Lie on your back on the bed, William. When he’s ready, lie on top of him, Leticia. You may not penetrate her, William. Do you both understand?”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  “Yes, Sir.” Leticia’s voice was husky and breathy. He could hardly wait to send her soaring into orgasm, but first he needed to remove both the clit clamp and the butt
plug. Once she was lying comfortably on William, he kneeled behind her and tilted her ass high into the air so he could unclip the jewelry. Her clit was red and hot. She would go off like a firecracker for sure. Then he removed the butt plug, pushing it in and out, teasing it all around her channel before taking it completely out of her.

  Holding her hips in both hands, he pressed his cock at her rear entry then slammed deep inside her in one swift move. Hell, she was hot and tight. She grabbed his dick just as hard as she had the previous night. He had to wait and take a deep breath before speaking to ensure his voice was flat and unemotional as a proper Dom’s should be. “You may enter her now.”

  Almost immediately he could feel William’s dick pressing into Leticia and sliding along next to his. It was the hottest, most erotic thing ever to feel another cock beside his, separated only by the thin panel of skin inside the woman they were sharing. Just as she had the previous night, Leticia exploded around him, gripping his cock hard, milking it, making it a real battle for him not to come right along with her. She was much too new at both sex and BDSM to be able to control her orgasms. But soon he’d teach her how to delay coming.

  He heard William’s hiss of indrawn breath, but like a good sub the man held still and waited for permission to come. Permission which Oliver didn’t plan to grant until they’d at least gotten a few strokes in.

  When Leticia was collapsed and limp between their bodies, her cunt and ass no longer rippling around him, Oliver said, “Now. Together.”

  Slowly, slowly he withdrew from her and William matched his pace. Then just as slowly, they pushed back inside her. She’d been hot and tight already. The orgasm had further swollen her tissues, making it an effort to get fully inside her, but finally he managed it, as did William. Then they reversed their procedure, withdrawing together again. Leticia began to wiggle and Oliver knew a second orgasm would already be beginning inside her. He’d love to push her to three, maybe even four orgasms, but not tonight. It was too soon yet. Although in a few weeks that would be his aim.

  Again and again they drove into her, William synchronizing his strokes with Oliver’s, Oliver gradually increasing the pace and force of their thrusts. His own dick was begging for release and he had to admire his sub for lasting this long, too. Oliver forced a hand between Leticia’s and William’s bodies, palming her breast and then gripping a nipple. He gave the nipple a pinch, saying, “Come, now.”

  William erupted inside her, the heat of his release clear to feel on his own cock. Leticia climaxed again, quivering in his arms, and gratefully he unleashed his own iron control, letting cum stream from his cock, filling her ass with his essence. Gently he rubbed her shoulder then pressed a kiss to her neck. Once again wordlessly, William copied him, kissing her cheek and forehead. The man was a wonderful sub, so responsive and obedient, almost empathically understanding what he should be doing.

  This ménage may work even better than he’d hoped. As long as her fucking father and the rogue panthers stayed away from them all.

  Chapter Five

  JB was drawing them a diagram of what their home would look like. Leticia was impressed. He was simply going to place a standard modular kit-form home against the short end of the existing apartment so the two wet areas lined up, which would give them a double-sized kitchen and a double-sized bathroom. The old bedroom would become the meals area for their kitchen and the rest of the new module would be a big bedroom with huge closets. The existing living area stayed the same. It wasn’t huge, but when used only as a living room and not for eating and storage and other things as well, it was big enough, and they had the barn for community social events anyway.

  “That’s awesome, JB. It’s going to be a lovely home for us.”

  “If you wanted to, you could put a deck between the two legs of the building, squaring it off. Give you a nice place to sit on an evening and watch the sun go down,” said JB.

  “I like that idea. We could grill hot dogs out on the deck, maybe have some friends over,” said William.

  JB looked at Oliver, who nodded. “Yes, order the lumber for that, too, please, JB. A deck to entertain on in the summer will be nice.”

  “Okay, I’ll get moving on that. Likely be a couple weeks is all. I’m picking up the security system for your windows tomorrow morning and should be able to install that tomorrow afternoon.”

  “Thank you. What about the cameras you were putting in trees to watch out for the rogue panthers?” asked Leticia, wondering if it’d even be safe to sit out on a deck by next summer.

  “We’ve gotten better coverage than we expected. Most of the property will be secure when we’re done. It’s been a bit tricky getting the power from the electric fence, had to boost that some, but all in all, it’s looking good.”

  “So we’ll be quite safe,” breathed Leticia. At last, no more worrying. It seemed like forever that the rogue panthers had caused her to run and hide, to be locked in her room, or even to just have security systems installed on the door and windows. To be totally free once again would be the most wonderful feeling.

  “The fence alone is likely a big enough deterrent for almost anyone. But with the CCTVs around the property we’ll be able to rest secure,” said JB.

  “That’s good news indeed. Thank you, JB.” Oliver smiled.

  JB picked up his things. “I’ll be back tomorrow afternoon to install the security system. Oliver, I’ll phone you when it’s ready.”

  “That might be a good time for Autumn, Jubilee, and I to go clean your apartment, William, so we’re out of the way,” said Leticia.

  “Good plan,” said William as Oliver walked JB to the door.

  * * * *

  William’s apartment wasn’t particularly dirty. Jubilee washed down the shelves of his closet as Leticia gave the kitchen area a good scrub, and Autumn cleaned the windows. Then they dusted, vacuumed, cleaned the tiny bathroom, and were all done.

  “That didn’t take nearly as long as I expected,” said Jubilee.

  “Me, either. He is a nurse after all. Likely that’s why it was quite clean,” said Autumn.

  “I’ll buy you lunch. Where should we go?” asked Leticia.

  “I’m not dressed for the Wooden Spoon, so how about takeout?” suggested Jubilee.

  “Sure. What would you like? Tex-Mex? Chinese? Pizza?”

  “So many choices. So much yummy food.” Autumn sighed.

  Half an hour later they were squashed together in the backseat of the car, sharing three different kinds of noodles.

  “Heavenly,” said Leticia, laughing as a noodle slid off her plastic fork.

  “Absolutely,” replied Jubilee, the only one of them using chopsticks.

  “You do that so well. Wherever did you learn to use chopsticks so professionally?” asked Autumn.

  “Well, I don’t know that’s it’s exactly the professional way, but Carey grew up overseas. His parents were military, so he lived in places where they ate with chopsticks all the time, and he taught me.”

  “That makes sense, I guess,” said Leticia.

  “How’s your shoulder? Does it hurt much from using it all morning?” asked Jubilee.

  Leticia rotated it carefully. “It’s a bit stiff, but it’s okay really. I just don’t understand why Dad was talking to the Alpha of the rogue panthers.”

  “There’s only one answer really, isn’t there? He’s selling out to them. The real question is why? Carnal Connections and his pack have supported him totally, so why sell out?” asked Jubilee.

  “Do you think the operative word is ‘sell’? That the rogue panthers are going to pay him big money for the remaining unmated females?” asked Autumn.

  “Boy howdy, now that’s an idea I never thought of,” said Leticia.

  “Larry will have thought of it. He never misses anything,” said Jubilee comfortably.

  “Yeah, Omar’s much the same,” added Autumn.

  “Just before your mom died your parents were always fighting. Do you think
that has anything to do with why your father is acting like this now? Do you know why they were unhappy back then?” asked Autumn.

  “I was only thirteen, and I knew they argued a lot, but they never indicated why when I was around. They sort of needled each other all the time. The coffee was always too hot or too cold. The house too messy or the food wasn’t cooked the way my father liked it. My mother often said she did everything for my father and he treated her like dirt, so I wondered if that was why he was so protective of me. That he wanted to prove he was treating me nicely or something.”

  Jubilee shrugged. “Who knows?”

  Autumn sat back on the seat. “That was yummy. Thank you, Leticia.”

  Leticia sighed. “All right, I guess we’d better go back home. I don’t think I’ll garden, though, today. I don’t want to test my shoulder too much.”

  “It’s the middle of the day. I wonder if the hot tub has been booked. We could relax there and bubble the kinks out of your shoulder. Unless you have to work this afternoon, Autumn?”

  “I have a quilt to finish, but it’s well on the way and Curtis and Nicholas aren’t coming by tonight, so I can work on it then. I like the idea of soaking in the hot tub. I haven’t done that for ages.”

  “I didn’t even know there was a hot tub here until—” Suddenly Leticia remembered her only visit to the hot tub—on her handfasting night.

  Jubilee laughed. “Oh yeah, it’s damn good for fucking in. You need to remember that, Autumn.”

  They all laughed as Jubilee got out and went around to the driver’s door to take them home.

  * * * *

  “Oliver, can you and Frank go out to Pete and Josh? Josh’s just texted me to say Sam is acting strangely and he wants backup just in case.”

  “Yes, sure, Omar. Should I take some more food and water out to them?”

  “Good thinking. It’ll save me sending someone else out there in a day or two. I’ll tell Frank to meet you in the storage barn.”