Kate started to get worried when none of the brothers said anything. She lifted her head to look at their faces, only to look down again at their frowns.
“One thing you need to learn as a submissive,” Grayson told her. “Is that when in the slave position, you are to hold it, with your head down for as long as your Masters require. Nobody told you to lift your head and look at us.”
“No, sir,” she replied.
“No one told you to speak either,” he went on. “You will remain silent unless asked a question. Do you understand?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Good. Pierson, help our little sub stand and out of her clothes. Then bring her into the bedroom,” Grayson said, and she watched as Brock followed him into her little bedroom.
Kate gasped when Pierson lifted her to her feet. She was shocked at his strength. He didn’t even struggle as he pulled her weight off the ground. She wasn’t what people called skinny, and she knew that she wouldn’t be an easy lift. Pierson, however, didn’t seem to have the slightest problem.
She felt his hands on the waistband of her jeans. He unbuttoned the top and slowly drew down the zipper. Kate closed her eyes in embarrassment and arousal when Pierson started to peel her jeans from her legs. She wasn’t normally so self-conscious, but these men made her feel things, and she didn’t want to disappoint.
With her jeans around her ankles, Pierson pulled her boots from her feet.
“Step out of your jeans, little darling,” he said. Kate did what she was told and had to hop on one foot, trying to stay balanced. It wasn’t easy with her hands still tied behind her back, and she heard Pierson chuckle behind her.
Once the jeans were removed, he untied her hands and rubbed her arms and wrists. Pierson turned her to face him. Kate could see the arousal and lust in his brown eyes as he looked down at her. It mirrored her own, and Kate couldn’t help but feel sexy and wanted under his gaze.
“Take your bra and panties off, beautiful,” Pierson told her. He stood back and waited for her to follow his orders. Kate took a big breath and held it as she unhooked her bra and let it fall from her arms. She closed her eyes as her bountiful breasts were revealed. When Pierson didn’t say anything, she exhaled in a rush and quickly stripped her panties down her legs and threw them over her shoulder.
Pierson laughed at her antics, and she opened her eyes to glare at him. Her anger dissipated, and embarrassment arose when she realized she was buck-naked and Pierson was still dressed. Well, he had his pants on anyway. His tanned chest had a spattering of dark, coarse hair, and his little brown nipples begged to be sucked and kissed. Her pussy called for attention, and her nipples hardened with her need.
Kate wasn’t sure she could do this. Doubt started to creep in the longer she stood in front of him in all her glory. Yes, she wanted them badly, but she had little to no experience with men. How was she ever going to keep up with three sexy, dominant, experienced men?
“You are thinking too much, little one,” he told her. “You are perfect. My cock is so hard right now I could pound nails.”
Kate smiled at his attempt to lighten the mood. She didn’t believe a word he said, but it was sweet of him to try. She knew that she was a large woman. She had a big butt, large breasts that sagged ever so slightly, and a round tummy. She was never going to grace the covers of magazines and quite frankly she didn’t want to. But she did want to feel sexy in front of these men, and she wanted them to want her every bit as much as she wanted them.
Pierson didn’t let her wallow in her doubts for too long. He grabbed her by the hand and pulled her toward the bedroom.
“You are obviously not going to listen to a word I say. We will just have to prove it to you. You are gorgeous and everything my brothers and I want in a woman. Now get your butt moving.”
She dug her heels in, but soon realized it was futile and let him pull her along behind him. When he reached the bedroom door, he stooped and shoved her through in front of him. She stopped just inside the doorway and took a look at the scene around her.
Grayson and Brock stood by the bed still wearing their jeans with their chests bared. Kate admired their forms. It was like a wall of hot male muscle as they stood side by side, their chests glistening from the lamp they had turned on.
Grayson stood a little taller than his brother. Dark hair covered his wide chest, and Kate could feel her fingertips tingle with her need to run them through the coarse-looking hair. His brown nipples could hardly be seen through the mat of hair.
Brock was completely different than his older brother, but just as manly and good-looking. He had very little hair on his chest, and the little he did have was light in color and didn’t look as coarse. His chest wasn’t as wide, but still packed with muscle. He wasn’t tanned like his brothers, either, but that didn’t detract from his looks one bit. The most surprising thing was Brock had pink nipples.
Kate was a nipple person. She loved to play with them. Pinch them, bite them, lick them, and suck them into her mouth. She guessed she was the female equivalent of a boobs man.
The brothers watched her back, and she could see the interest in their eyes as they stared at her naked body. Kate shivered and turned her attention to the room, mainly the bed. Grayson and Brock had stripped it of its covers, and her pillows were piled high in the middle.
“It’s too small for all three of us, baby, but it will have to do,” Brock told her.
She had to agree with Brock on that one. Her queen-sized bed looked tiny with two big men standing next to it. She moved further into the room when Pierson gave her a gentle nudge.
“Time for your punishment, little girl,” Grayson said and moved to sit at the end of the bed. “Then we can move on to more pleasurable things.”
Kate didn’t move from her spot. She froze at Grayson’s words. Her back straightened in fear, and her pussy gushed in excitement. The conflicting emotions warring inside her. She wanted to experience this, she did, but her fight-or-flight instincts were kicking in, and she was considering safe wording and getting the hell out of there.
No, no, she wanted this. Had knelt at their feet and told them she was willing. She couldn’t back out now and miss what could possibly be the most amazing sexual experience of her life. Kate looked at the brothers. All three wore hopeful yet encouraging expressions. She sucked in a big breath and returned her gaze to Grayson.
“Yes, sir. I’m ready,” she squeaked out.
“Good girl,” he replied. “Lay yourself across my lap facedown.” His voice had turned dark and deep and made her spine tingle and her clit throb. She was really going to do this. She moved forward until she was standing in front of Grayson. He patted his thighs, but otherwise waited patiently for her to move.
Kate rather awkwardly draped herself across his legs, her head dangling down. She placed her hands on the floor for support and waited for him to begin.
“Since this is your first time, I won’t ask you to count. For future punishments you will, though,” Grayson said. Kate had to hold back the snippy words that rose to the surface. She didn’t plan on having to endure any future punishments, but she knew with her attitude she probably would.
Kate jumped when she felt Grayson’s hand on her ass. He hadn’t spanked her though, just rubbed her round bottom. He chuckled at her and then placed a hand on her lower back when she tried to lift herself from his lap. She settled back down as he continued to rub and gently squeeze her butt.
“You have a magnificent ass, love. Perfect for spanking. Nice and full.” With that, the waiting was over and she jolted as his large hand came down on her flesh.
Kate sucked in a breath. The smack had hurt, but nothing she couldn’t handle, and soon the pain was gone, morphing into pleasure.
“Do you remember how many swats you are to receive, love?” Grayson asked. He was rubbing over the spot that he had just smacked. She froze at his question, trying to remember. He was distracting her with his hand on her ass, and she was having trouble concentrati
ng.
“Yes, sir. Ten from each of you and then ten more for behavior,” she replied.
“Very good, little girl.”
She smiled, glad that she had gotten it right.
Kate jumped again when Grayson delivered another slap. Just like the first one, it, too, hurt, but soon turned to pleasure. He didn’t wait after that, and by the time Grayson had finished delivering his ten slaps she was in a world of pain and pleasure. Her ass burnt and her clit throbbed. Her pussy juices coated her thighs, and her nipples were had little rocks where they rested against Grayson’s legs.
“You are doing so well, love. Time to move.” Grayson’s voice barely registered as her helped her up and moved her onto the bed. The brothers laid her over the pile of cushions on the bed. Her head lay on the smooth sheet, and her ass stuck up in the air. One of the brothers, she didn’t know which, arranged her arms above her head, and another brother parted her legs slightly.
“Comfortable, baby?” Brock asked. “What color are you?”
“Green sir,” Kate replied. She couldn’t say she was enjoying the experience, but she didn’t hate it either. She had the feeling that something was coming, something great and profound and life altering. She just wasn’t sure what it was. But she was in for the ride.
“She is turned on, Brock,” Pierson said. “I can see her juices on her thighs. She is ready for more.”
As Brock started to rain his smacks on her bottom, Kate started to shift her ass up to meet each slap. She quietly moaned, and before he reached his ten, tears started to leak from her eyes and onto the sheet below. She didn’t know why she was crying. It wasn’t because it hurt, despite the fact it did. It was as though her body needed release to unburden all her worries and just let the pain of the day wash away.
Pierson soon took over, and Kate noticed that his smacks, though still hard, weren’t as forceful as Brock and Grayson’s had been. Maybe he was taking it easy on her. She wasn’t sure. Before long he was finished, and Grayson knelt next to her to deliver her remaining ten swats.
“That’s it, love,” Grayson whispered in her ear. “Let it out. You are doing beautifully. What color?”
“Green, sir,” Kate replied and then closed her eyes as Grayson’s forceful smacks washed over her.
By the time he was finished she was almost floating on a cloud of arousal and need, her brain was empty, and she was relaxed. Grayson pulled her into his arms and onto his lap. He placed sweet kisses on her temple, and Kate snuggled into his embrace.
As she lay in his arms she let her mind drift. Her ass was sore where it rested on Grayson’s rough jeans, but even that didn’t bother her. Her pressing need at the moment was her arousal, but she was too sated to ask for the brothers to do something about it.
* * * *
Grayson pulled the blanket tighter around the bundle in his arms and continued to place sweet gentle kisses on top of her head. She had taken her punishment well, better than he ever could have expected. If he was on the right track, he could almost say that it wasn’t a punishment at all and she had enjoyed it.
She had let her mind go and slipped into what was referred to as subspace. His chest puffed with pride that she would trust them enough to put herself in such a vulnerable position. Grayson made a promise to himself then and there. He would do everything in his power to never break the precious trust she had given them.
Kate wiggled on his lap and rubbed against his painfully hard erection. He had been that way since the first moment she had hesitantly walked into the bedroom. She was glorious in her nakedness, her breasts big and full, her hard pink nipples jutting from the cold and her arousal.
She had a soft, round tummy and an ass he not only wanted to spank, but grab, bite, kiss, and worship. But most of all he wanted to sink his cock balls deep and drive into her puckered opening until she screamed his name.
Kate started to stir in his arms, rubbing her legs together and moaning softly. Brock had gone to fetch her a glass of water, and Pierson sat on a chair in the corner of the room. He hadn’t taken his eyes off her, and Grayson noticed the satisfied smile that graced his face. They were taken every bit as much as he was, and tonight had proven to them that she was more than worth the effort it would take to make her theirs permanently.
“Shh, love,” Grayson told her. “I’ll make it all better in a minute.”
He stood with her still cradled in his arms and gently laid her in the middle of the bed. The pillows had been removed, and he quickly stripped her of the blanket. Grayson climbed on the bed and gently parted her legs, exposing her wet pink pussy to his gaze. Crawling between her legs, he made himself comfortable as he examined his prize.
Kate looked down her body at him and tried to close her legs. His large shoulders prevented her from closing him out and she only put up a token resistance when he moved her thighs wide once more.
“You have a perfect pussy, love. I can’t wait to taste it,” he said.
“Stop, don’t look at it. It’s embarrassing,” she stammered. “You’re too close.”
She moved her hands down to cover herself, but was stopped when Brock grabbed her wrists and placed them above her head. Brock moved onto the bed beside her and took a nipple in his mouth, causing Kate to suck in a breath and moan. Whilst she was distracted he went back to looking at her delectable cunt.
Her little pearl was poking out of its hood, begging for attention, and Grayson didn’t wait any longer and swiped his tongue across the little nub. Kate moaned louder and arched her hips up toward him. Delighted with her response, he did again and was rewarded with another moan.
“You have to taste her, brothers,” he said. “She is sweet and spicy and delicious.”
Grayson stopped his teasing and went to work licking and sucking at her pussy, tasting her slightly musky flavor on his tongue. He watched as Pierson joined them on the bed naked as the day he was born and took her other nipple in his mouth. Brock still held her wrist captive above her head, and she tried to free herself as they worked her body like a finely tuned instrument.
Grayson slipped a long finger into her channel as he continued to flick her clitoris with his tongue. Her pussy was tight, and his dick throbbed behind his jeans, demanding to be released. She would be a snug fit, so Grayson added another finger to stretch and prepare her for their cocks.
Grayson and his brothers weren’t planning on taking things this far tonight, but feisty little Kate had challenged their inner Doms and practically demanded that they do something about it. He loved her spirit and her feisty attitude, and he would be more than happy to correct her on it when the need arose.
He knew she was going to be just as wild in bed, if now was any indication, and he couldn’t wait to sink into her welcoming heat as she thrashed around below him. He would tie her down if she got to out of control. She needed to know who was boss, but he still liked that she wasn’t too docile when it came to sex.
It wasn’t long before her moans turned to screams as she reached her peak.
“Oh god, please. I’m going to come. I’m so close.”
Grayson lifted his head enough to watch her face as her orgasm screamed through her and her features contorted with passion.
He almost came in his jeans just from watching. Damn, she was beautiful when she came. He had to be inside her, now. Grayson slowed his fingers and gently bought her down from her release, before removing his fingers altogether.
He quickly pushed down his jeans and boxers, not bothering to remove them altogether, as then he would have to untie his boots and don the condom Pierson passed to him.
His brothers moved out of the way to make room for him, and Grayson wasted no time in sliding up her body and pushing her thigh back to make room.
“Wait, please. I need to tell you something,” Kate said. “Um, yellow. Please.”
Grayson backed off and looked down at Kate. Her eyes were glazed over with passion, but she wore a worried look on her pretty little face. She ha
d used her color to slow things down, and Grayson respected that.
“What wrong, love?” he asked. He settled back on his heels to wait.
“I…Um…I have to tell you something.”
“Spit it out, little darling. We won’t be mad,” Pierson told her.
Kate looked around the room, avoiding their eyes at all cost. Grayson gently grabbed her chin and forced her to look at him.
“I’m a virgin,” she almost shouted. She slammed her eyes closed and looked pained.
Grayson was stunned. Of all the things he thought she was going to say that wasn’t one of them. A virgin. Well shit. His heart swelled, and his cock hardened back to full mast. Grayson was going to be the first man to touch Kate sexually. He was honored that she trusted him and his brothers with such a precious gift, and he was going to make sure she didn’t regret it.
“That’s okay, love. Thank you for giving us this special gift. We will make it good for you. I promise.” He leaned forward and placed small kisses on her lips.
“So you don’t mind?” she asked, kissing him back and wrapping her arms around his torso.
“No, love. Of course not.” He smiled down at her. She looked so cute, her eyes big and doe-like.
“Oh, well then, um, green, sir.”
He deepened the kiss and moved forward until his cock came to rest against her pussy. He lined himself up and slowly started to sink into her welcoming heat. Warmth surrounded his great length, causing him to groan.
“Fuck!” he shouted. “You are so tight, love.”
“Please, Grayson. I need you to move. It feels so good.”
“Hang on, little girl. We need to go slow.” Grayson was so close to coming he thought the top of his head was going to explode. He moved his hips backward and forwards, his mushroom head nudging her virgin barrier. With one forceful thrust, he drove forward and stilled when he broke through. Kate cried out, her breathing rapid.
“It’s okay, love. The pain will go in a minute.”
“No, no, it’s good. It was more of a shock than pain. You can keep going.”
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