by Cara Adams
Cayden figured he’d just give her the veils and see what she did with them. Then he would punish her for every fault he could find in her dancing, until that delicious ass was bright red again and she was begging to be fucked. And this time she’d know who fucked her. This time they would kiss her and speak to her in their own voices, using their natures to arouse her higher and higher until she exploded all over their cocks.
Just thinking about her delicious body made it almost impossible for him to walk properly, so he surreptitiously adjusted his cock and balls as he paced ahead of his brothers across the island. For once he was really glad the trails were too narrow for them to walk side by side.
He stopped by the client cottage door, checked that Seb and Leo were right behind him, and silently pulled out her door key and opened her door. He held the door for Leo and then Seb, shutting it behind them all and moving forward to the door down to the stairs to the cave. It should have been pitch dark in Aria’s cabin, and although he wouldn’t have said it wasn’t dark, there did seem to be a very faint illumination.
With his sharp panther vision, he didn’t need a light, but he had an itchy feeling between his shoulder blades that the cabin wasn’t dark enough. Carefully he scanned the room, but there were no flashes of light showing a gap between the wooden boards or anything. Besides, the hurricane wasn’t here yet. Well, he sincerely hoped it would never be here. But what he meant was that there was no reason the roof would have been damaged to let in light. It had to be his imagination.
He unlocked the door to the stairs, opening it carefully and letting Leo and Seb go ahead of him once again. Still his back itched warningly. He was certain he could see more than he should have been able to. This stairway should have been in impenetrable darkness, but it wasn’t. There definitely was some light getting in here somewhere. He pushed past his brothers at the foot of the stairs and unlocked the cave door.
Bright light rushed out to greet the three of them. Aria was sitting up on her bed, with the blanket wrapped around her. As calmly as if they were at a formal party she said, “Good morning, Cayden, Seb, and Leo. Thank you very much for the fantasy and the orgasms last night. Everything was amazing.”
“What?”
“Fuck!”
“Oh shit!”
* * * *
Seb burst out laughing. “Dammit, Aria, you’re supposed to be huddled under that blanket, in fear and trembling of what your wicked abductors might do to you next.”
“I very much hope my wicked abductors will fuck me again tonight. But in the meantime I’m really glad you’ve brought bags of things here. Have you got some clothing for me? And breakfast? I’m very hungry. I missed out on dinner last night.”
Seb hurried over to the counter and pulled out the bottom drawer. At the very back of it was a handful of sheer, soft silk. “Here are your clothes. You can get dressed as soon as you wish.” He handed her the veils.
“I bought the ingredients for breakfast. I’m about to make it now.” Leo bustled into the tiny bathroom and began to prepare the food.
Seb handed Leo the shopping bag he’d been carrying, and then watched as Aria looked at the veils. The perplexed frown on her face changed into a smile when she understood what she’d been given. She leaned against the counter and straightened out the squares of transparent fabric.
“These aren’t going to hide anything much or keep me warm.”
Seb touched her skin. She wasn’t cold, but then she’d been wearing the blanket when they arrived. There was no way he wanted her to catch a chill. Maybe they should have brought her clothing for her. It was just upstairs but they didn’t want her to know where she was. That seemed to be one of the very few things she hadn’t worked out already.
“How did you know who we are?” he asked. He genuinely wanted to know, and besides, it’d distract her from worrying about her clothing.
“You were very good. I didn’t figure it out until this morning, but the person who fucked my mouth didn’t come in my mouth, he came on my belly. That meant there were only three of you.”
“We should have put the handcuffs back on you instead of using rope. Or can you pick locks as well,” Seb said.
“I can’t pick locks, and I broke all my fingernails unknotting the ropes.”
Leo gave a crack of laughter from the bathroom where the scent of bacon, eggs, and onions was starting to flavor the air.
“You shouldn’t have tried to escape,” Cayden said.
Seb knew he wasn’t serious, but Aria replied seriously. “I was bored. I needed to do something.”
“Next time we’ll leave you a book to read,” Seb promised.
“Lockpicking for Dummies would be a good choice.”
This time all three of them laughed, and her face lit up in pleasure. Dammit, he loved a smart woman who could still laugh at herself. Aria truly was a treasure and they were amazingly lucky to have been allocated her for this week.
It didn’t take long for Leo to fry them a huge stack of bacon and eggs, with onion rings, hash browns, and ketchup. They all sat on the floor, breakfasting off paper plates and eating with plastic forks and their fingers.
“I feel a lot better now,” Aria said.
Damn she was lovely when she smiled. Well, she was lovely all the time, but her dark eyes sparkled with happiness and her entire face was alight with her pleasure. She looked stunning, and he wanted her so much it hurt.
They cleaned up the mess, and packed everything back into the backpack and shopping bag, which Leo left in the bathroom.
“Now, slave, put on your veils and dance for us,” ordered Cayden.
Seb had expected a bit more time lag between breakfast and the next scene, but Cayden was in control, and it seemed as though he didn’t want to wait. Seb would have been happy to just sit and talk to Aria, but maybe Cayden was right. There were so many things they needed to keep from her for a while yet, and it wasn’t like yesterday where they could talk about the island and what they were seeing from a purely tourist perspective. There was nothing to see here except the four of them, and things might get dangerously personal too fast.
Aria dropped the blanket she still had wrapped around her and picked up the veils. As she’d done before, she opened one out to a square and then folded it in a strip which she tied around her waist. The second one she did the same thing to but tied it behind her back, moving the fabric to cover her breasts. The third and fourth ones she hung doubled over from the waistband to cover her cunt and her ass, and the fifth she tied around her head but only in one thickness so that although it covered her face they could see her features perfectly through the fine fabric.
The final two veils she knotted together at the corners and tied around her waist like a skirt. Seb was surprised. Each veil was completely transparent. They were the sheerest, finest silk in feminine tones of pastel blues and pinks. Yet when hung around her, as now, her ass was completely disguised, and even her cunt was only hinted at because of the back curls she had there. If she’d been blonde, or had shaved her pussy, it would have been hidden.
Even her berry-brown nipples were only a slight hint underneath the fabric covering her breasts. Seb found it almost impossible, yet it was true. He’d also been surprised at the calmly confident way she’d looked at the veils and decided what to do with them. If it’d been him, he’d have been at a total loss as to how to get dressed, or maybe frantically Googling to find out.
Dance for us, slave,” ordered Cayden.
Hell yes. He was more than ready to see what she did next.
She walked over to an empty area of the cave and then slowly began to sway her hips. She raised her arms in the air and moved her hands, wrists, and fingers so languidly, they oozed sex. Fuck! How did she know to do that? It was as though she was tugging on his dick with every movement she made.
Seb watched in awe as she entertained them simply by slowly stepping this way and that, by raising and lowering her arms, and by crossing them over ches
t or opening them wide, all while fluttering her hands and twirling her wrists. When she finally lifted the two veils she’d tied together and waved them through the air like a flag, it was almost anticlimactic. He could have watched her arms for hours.
She’d increased the pace of her actions when she took the veils, he noticed as well. Gradually she moved around the open floor space, stepping this way and that, turning in circles, and letting the fabric float out behind her as she turned.
Slowly, slowly, slowly she teased them with other veils, removing the one from her face first and then the one covering her ass. Now things were getting really interesting, and she stepped and stomped as she swayed. The teasing woman had her back to them when she undid the veil around her breasts, and she floated it through the air for the longest time until his dick was painfully hard with the need for her to turn. Even then, she only turned toward them long enough to drop the veil and begin unknotting the one around her waist.
By the time she faced them again his tongue was stuck to the roof of his mouth, and he was panting as if he’d run a marathon. The former waistband veiled her cunt as she wiggled and danced before them until she finally dropped it and stood still, her arms raised and her body side on.
“Fuck. That’s the most carnal thing I’ve ever seen,” he said. All he could think of was fucking her. Right now please.
* * * *
Leo was glad Aria knew who they were. He completely understood why they’d had to prevent her from knowing who they were or even how many of them there were. It was her fantasy and they’d been hired to seduce her, but having her see them, speak to them, understand their wants and desires, was so much better, in his opinion.
Of course the whole veils thing hadn’t really ended up as a fantasy. They hadn’t abducted her this time or ordered her to perform. It’d been fucking erotic, nevertheless. His dick was as hard as a spike, and he was more than ready to ram it deep inside her and fill her with his cum until she screamed in release. He just hoped she didn’t feel she’d not gotten what she needed.
Now it was their turn to warm her up, though. She certainly wouldn’t feel chilled after the next part of the agenda.
He felt quite confident about punishing her. She’d genuinely enjoyed the punishment last night. Nothing could hide the scent of her arousal and the tiny affirmative body movements she’d made so he knew she’d like it this time as well. He’d stared at her ass as she danced, not just because it was lovely. It was lovely, but also he had to know that she wasn’t bruised. Her ass was still the tiniest bit pink but there was no bruising and no sign of cuts, so it was fine to punish her again. That pleased him. They had plans for if she’d still had a sore rear, but being free to do everything with her was so much better than their modified backup plan.
Leo swaggered up to her, doing his best to look masterful and bossy, rather than needy and desperate to fuck her, like he felt. “So, slave, are you ready to learn more about punishment. Would you like to taste some more of the delights of the dungeon?”
“Yes please, Master.”
Damn, she sounded so sexy. Her eyes were open wide, and now he was so close to her he could smell her arousal. Her eyes sparkled, and her cheeks were pink with pleasure. In a minute her ass cheeks would be pink as well, and if he did this right, her cunt would be creaming with much more pleasure.
“Go and lie on the spanking bench, slave. You were very bad indeed to escape from your ropes and need to be punished.”
“Yes, Master.”
She turned away from him to walk to the spanking bench, and her ass wiggled deliciously. Dammit, she’d done that on purpose. She had to know watching her ass had just about made his eyes cross with lust.
This time he didn’t have to keep moving to pretend there were more people in the room, so once he and Seb had buckled her wrists and ankles to the bench he stood back and waited. They were all perfectly silent. He and his brothers were used to doing this to clients, making them wait in complete silence and stillness. Usually it didn’t take very long at all for clients to start fidgeting. They’d squirm in their restraints and look around the room trying to see what the Master was planning.
Leo kept his body totally still and his face blank, but she didn’t squirm, wriggle, or try to look. She simply waited. She seemed a little tense. She wasn’t relaxed in the restraints, but she wasn’t taut and needy like some women were. She just waited with anticipation and, perhaps, a hint of questioning.
Excellent. That was the ideal response. She was eager to find out what would happen next, but she was also contained, disciplined, and ready to wait for her Masters. These were the signs of a genuine submissive, a woman who would trust her Master to arrange everything for her greatest possible pleasure. And that was the sexiest thing ever as far as he was concerned.
He stomped across the room, making sure his boots reverberated on the tiled floor. He marched slowly, though, still wanting to build up the tension inside her. Once again they aimed to give her at least three orgasms, so every part of the scene had to increase her need for them.
Leo took the heaviest cane from the rack and slashed it through the air with all the force in his arm. It made a hell of a noise, which was absolutely what he wanted. Then he took the heaviest bullwhip and cracked it. Silently he replaced them, took a much lighter cane, and marched back to the spanking bench. With all his force he smashed the cane down on to the end of the bench. It missed her by mere inches, and he knew she’d felt the wind of the blow. Then he began to cane her. He used firm strokes but less than half the force he’d used on the bench itself.
Then he stepped back. Cayden had warming oil in his hand that he dribbled into her ass. He began massaging it, opening her up. As noiselessly as possible, Leo removed his footwear and tiptoed back to the rack returning with a flogger. Seb had already crawled under the spanking bench and was teasing Aria’s skin from underneath while Cayden readied her ass.
As soon as Cayden settled the butt plug inside her, while Seb was still licking and sucking her skin, Leo began to flog her thighs and then her shoulders. Her ass was only pink. The others would be able to take turns to heat her up even more, but Leo wanted her concentrating on the difference between the cane, the whip, the flogger, and the paddle. All had their part to play, all offered different experiences, and they planned to teach her which was which and to learn which ones would send her fastest toward a climax.
He moved away, and Cayden paddled her ass hard, followed by Seb, who whipped her, adding a neat grid work of red lines to the deep pink of her ass.
The scent of her arousal was strong in the room, and it was almost time for her first climax. Leo and Cayden unbuckled her and then slid her to the end of the spanking bench, laying her on her back. Her ass was on the very edge of the bench, her legs raised high in the air, held there by Cayden.
Leo straddled the bench, picked up her ass, and dropped the butt plug to the floor. “Are you sorry you disobeyed us? Are ready to be fucked now, slave?”
Chapter Six
Aria was aching to come. The spankings had heated her blood to the point where she was ready to scream at them to fuck her. But her brain wasn’t totally fried yet, and she couldn’t answer the question honestly. She knew she must always tell the truth or her Masters wouldn’t know how to please her But she wasn’t sorry she’d untied her bindings. It’d given her a sense of achievement as well as filling in the time until they’d arrived.
So she hedged and whispered, “Please, Master, fuck me.” That, at least was honest.
Leo drove two fingers into her cunt, startling her. She’d been expecting a cock. But before she could do more than gasp, his cock slammed into her ass. This was no gentle wiggle and rock until she’d adjusted to his length and girth. Instead, it was a hard burn driving all the way into her ass, making every nerve ending scream in pain. But once he was deep inside her the nerves started tingling again with pleasure. So she blinked the tears from her eyes and caught her breath. That maneuve
r had shocked her, but damn, it’d been effective.
Seb stood behind her head lowering his cock to her mouth. “Suck me,” he ordered.
Confidently she took him into her mouth and licked all around his head, wetting him thoroughly before sucking him inside and filling her mouth with him.
Then Cayden stepped over her torso, his back to her head, and held her pussy lips open with two fingers. He pushed his cock inside her cunt, forcing it deeper and deeper, but her tissues stretched to accommodate him and soon he was all the way inside her. All she could see was Seb leaning over her, keeping his cock in her mouth where he wanted it. She had the impression of all three men moving slightly so they were all in the correct position, but no one was complaining and all three cocks were in her, so however they’d arranged it, clearly the method worked. But then she suspected it was something they’d done before and had stage managed to perfection.
“Swallow me. Take me all the way down your throat. I want to feel how tight it is around my dick,” Seb said.
Obediently she licked up and down his erection, wetting it carefully, and then she let his cockhead rest against the back of her throat. It opened and she swallowed Seb’s cock, deep throating him as she’d learned all those years ago and had rehearsed yesterday.
It was difficult to concentrate on him, though, because Leo and Cayden were doing amazing things with the rest of her. Although she now knew there were only three of them she could understand who was touching her where, but it was still pretty mind-blowing.
Six hands on her skin were four more than she’d experienced before last night, and it was more than enough to send her wild with desire.
Leo’s touch was worshipful, coaxing her to respond to him. Cayden’s was possessive and demanding, ordering it to do his bidding. Seb’s was light and teasing, sometimes stretching, sometimes pinching, but never predictable in touch, weight, or style. Together the three of them sent her spiraling into need at rocket speed.