by Becca Van
She pushed against his arm and was surprised when he released her. Mac withdrew his hands from her hips and she was able to step out from between them. “Look,” she snapped and then took a deep breath when Mike narrowed his eyes at her tone. She then released it, trying to get her frustration under control. “I appreciate that you want to look out for me, but I’m used to taking care of myself. I don’t need you two looking out for me.”
Mac walked right up to her and she gave a squeak of surprise when he gripped her hips and lifted her up, her ass landing on the kitchen counter. He pinned her with his gaze. “We don’t give a damn about how long you’ve been alone and independent. You aren’t going to put yourself in danger, little girl. We will be making sure you stay safe.”
She looked into Mac’s determined gaze and then glanced over as Mike came up on her side. He looked just as indomitable as his brother, if not more so, and even though she wanted to stay with them she knew she would only fall in love with them as time went on. Aurora didn’t want to feel any deeper for them than she already did, because she knew just like everyone else who had entered her life and left that these two men would do the same, and she didn’t think she could survive without them by her side.
“What are you so damn scared of?” Mike asked.
She mentally cringed at his question, thinking she’d been able to hide her insecurities and uncertainties, but she must have given herself away somehow.
Fucking Doms. Why do they have to see everything?
“I–I’m not scared,” she said on a breathy sigh as she looked away.
Mac placed his hands on her cheeks and held her head gently but firmly, giving her no chance to escape or look away again. “We know you are lying, Aurora. What we want to know is why?” He released her face and took a step back, and Mike moved in and swept her up into his arms.
“I’ve had enough of you trying to hide yourself from us,” he said as he walked out of the kitchen and down the hall. “You are going to open up to us if it’s the last thing you do.”
Mac brushed past them and hurried down the hall. He stopped at the closed doorway and used a key to unlock it. Aurora drew in a ragged breath when he disappeared into the darkened interior, and then she was being carried through the entrance. A light flickered and then illuminated the room. Her breath caught in her throat, and she wriggled in Mike’s arms, trying to get down, but she should have known the futility of the act. His arms tightened around her legs and shoulders as he carried her into the middle of what looked like a dungeon.
Chapter Nine
Aurora held on to Mike’s forearm as he lowered her feet to the floor. When she was steady on her feet he released her, stepped back, and stood next to Mac. They both eyed her from head to toe, and when their gazes met hers, they were full of heat.
“Strip,” Mike commanded.
Aurora was wearing one of Mac’s T-shirts which came to her knees and a pair of Mike’s boxers since his sweatpants had been way too big to stay on her hips and her own underwear.
After making love with both men last night, she had expected them to rest up a bit and then make love to her again, but they had snuggled with her and must have fallen asleep. She’d been aware of their presence on and off throughout the night. It had been so nice waking up between them this morning and she could envisage being happy to do so again and again.
But now it seemed the two Doms wanted to play. But as she looked at them she realized that Mike was serious. He wanted her to open up and reveal her innermost self, and she wasn’t sure that was such a good idea.
Aurora didn’t know how to open up to anyone. She’d never really had the opportunity and she’d never trusted anyone with her true personality or her heart’s desires. She was so broken inside and even though she cared a lot for the two Doms, she didn’t know how to love. How could she when no one had ever shown her any love? Would they still want her when they realized she wasn’t worthy of their attention? If her parents couldn’t be bothered to notice her, love her, then why would anyone else?
“That’s one,” Master Mike snapped out.
“The longer you hesitate to obey, the more punishments you are going to rack up, little sub.” Master Mac moved closer and tilted her chin up so she could see his eyes. “What’s your safe word, honey?”
“Red.”
“That’s two,” Master Mike said in a firm, cold voice.
She drew in a deep breath when she saw that his eyes had turned from hot and hungry to ice cold. She hadn’t deliberately forgotten to use the proper address of respect for Master Mac. It was just that being out of the familiar club environment felt a little surreal to her, even if she was in a private dungeon. Since she didn’t want to add to the two punishments she already had coming, Aurora reached for the hem of the shirt and pulled it up over her head. Instead of dropping it or folding it and placing the material off to the side, she held it in front of her breasts, trying to hide her naked vulnerability. It wasn’t that she would be naked in front of the two Doms that made her feel vulnerable. She was uncomfortable because she felt like she was stripping some of her armor away, chipping away at the thin layer of ice encasing her heart, and she wasn’t sure how she felt about that.
“You’ve just hit number three, baby. Are you deliberately trying to push the number of punishments higher?” Master Mike asked.
“No, Master,” Aurora finally managed to answer the way a sub was supposed to. The two Doms intimidated the hell out of her and she had lost the use of her brain. Her heart was racing with a mix of fear and arousal, her body ready for anything they wanted to dish out, but her emotions were all over the place as her mind warred with her body.
“Give me the shirt, honey,” Master Mac demanded as he held out his hand. Aurora passed it over and lowered her arms to her sides.
“Remove the shorts, baby.” Master Mike stood before her with his arms crossed over his massive chest, and as her eyes drifted down his body they snagged on the prominent bulge at his crotch. The two men always seemed at complete control over themselves, but their bodies gave them away just as hers did. At least she wasn’t the only one turned on.
Aurora pushed the boxers down over her hips and stepped out of them. She was left standing in her bra and panties. Again she hesitated to remove the last barriers from her body.
“That’s four,” Master Mac said in a cool voice, and then he quickly moved forward, bent down, and flipped her over his shoulder. Aurora decided that fighting him would be futile since he was so much bigger and stronger than she was, so she clutched a handful of T-shirt and hung on. She tried to see where he was taking her, but her hair cascaded over her face, blocking her view. It wasn’t long before she found out.
She was gently pulled from his shoulder only to find herself facedown over his lap when he sat on an armless chair. One hand was planted in the middle of her back to hold her still while three other large, warm, masculine hands divested her of her underwear. She drew in a ragged breath when slightly abrasive, callused flesh smoothed over the cheeks of her ass. Turning her head to the side was enough movement to move the hair from her face, and she saw the black boots standing close to her and Master Mac.
A stinging slap landed on one cheek, and she gasped as tingling warmth permeated her flesh and traversed to her clit, causing it to throb. Her pussy clenched and fluid began to seep from her vagina.
“Count them out for me, sub,” Master Mike commanded in a husky voice.
“One, Master.”
“Very nice, Aurora,” Master Mac praised. The hand on her back rubbed slightly.
Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack.
“Five, Master Mike,” Aurora gasped out through pants. Her skin tingled and heated with each blow, and each time Master Mike’s hand landed on her ass the ferocity increased until she was in danger of coming. After the last swat, Master Mike kept the palm of his hand on her butt, holding in the heat of the sting. Cream leaked out onto her thighs and she squeezed her legs together, trying
to circumvent the ache in her pussy, but it didn’t help. If anything it only seemed to heighten the relentless ache deep inside her cunt.
“Spread those legs right now, sub.” Master Mac gripped one of her thighs and applied pressure until she complied with his will.
Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack.
“Ten, Master Mike,” she sobbed.
Firm hands kneaded the globes of her ass, inciting more pleasure-pain to erupt over her sensitive skin. Aurora tried to stay still but her body’s instincts took over and she found herself pushing her ass up into their touch.
Smack.
“You don’t have permission to move, Aurora. Stay still,” Master Mike snapped out in a cold voice.
Aurora inhaled and let her body go lax, but when her ass cheeks were pried apart, every muscle in her body tautened once more.
“You are going to learn to trust us, honey,” Master Mac said as he turned her in his arms. He placed an arm beneath her knees and the other around her shoulders, then rose to his feet and walked away from the chair. Aurora wrapped an arm around his neck for balance and then gasped when she saw where he was heading.
Within minutes she was draped over a padded spanking bench with her wrists and ankles restrained, a large strap across her back just beneath her shoulder blades and another across the top of her hips. She pulled on the restraints and arched her body, testing how much movement she had. The fur-lined straps were tight but not enough to hurt her by digging into her skin. She was at their complete mercy with her ass and pussy on display, and even though she didn’t want them to know how she felt about them, she wanted their Dominance as well as their hands and mouths touching her nearly more than her next breath.
“Look at the ripe pink peach of an ass,” Master Mac said in a growly voice. “It’s so small and tight. I can’t wait to sink my cock into that tight little hole.”
Aurora whimpered with desire as the image of Master Mac preparing her and then sinking his hard cock into her assailed her mind. As much as she wanted to experience everything with these two men, she was also scared about doing something so carnally naughty. She was worried that having a cock shoved up her ass would hurt and she would have to use her safe word. That was something she hoped she never had to do, at least with these two Doms. As those thoughts crossed her mind, Aurora realized she trusted these two men more than she had trusted anyone else in her life, including her parents.
If she didn’t she wouldn’t have become aroused at the club when they had taken over from Masters Garth and Derrick. She wouldn’t be in their home if she didn’t trust them and she never would have let them make love to her if trust wasn’t involved. If her body trusted them then why couldn’t her mind? Then she realized that her mind trusted them as well. Mike and Mac had put themselves on the line for her by telling her of the incident with the sub, Karen, and how they had lost self-confidence because of that. If they didn’t care for her a least a little then they would never have opened up to her that way. They had opened up to her more than she had. Aurora realized she stayed closed tight like a locked vault. Would she ever find the courage to really let go? She wasn’t sure if she knew how.
Warm fingers slid through the folds of her pussy, caressing and stroking everywhere but where she wanted and needed them the most. They skirted around the nub of her clit and avoided her pussy hole. She sobbed with frustration as every other part of her genitalia was explored.
“You are so fucking wet, Aurora,” Master Mike groaned. “I can’t wait to fuck this pretty little cunt, but you have three more punishments coming before we can make love with you.”
Aurora mewled as those fingers continued to tease her without giving her any relief. Just as she was about to scream that they fuck her, the fingers withdrew from her pussy. Her forehead smacked onto the padded bench and she sucked in great lungfuls of air as she tried to get her raging libido back under control. She listened intently as they moved around and wondered what her next punishment would be. The wait seemed almost interminable but she knew that it had to have been mere seconds that passed.
“Count for me, sugar.” Master Mac’s demand was the only precursor she got before her ass lit up like the Fourth of July.
Slam.
“One, Master Mac,” she sobbed as fire radiated against her ass after the paddle connected with her flesh.
Slam.
“Two, Master Mac.”
Slam. Slam. Slam.
“Five, Master Mac.” Aurora whimpered and sniffed as tears streamed down her face. Never before had she felt such pleasure and pain. The combination had her body and mind so confused, and endorphins began to flood through her system.
She heard the paddle drop to the tile floor with a loud clatter and moaned with frustration. Aurora was so close to climaxing and wanted to scream at Master Mac to hit her again, but she held her voice and bit her lower lip instead.
When hands began to smooth over her throbbing, hot ass, she groaned and more tears leaked out of her eyes. Her vagina rippled and clenched, causing more of her juices to weep from her pussy and coat the inside of her thighs.
“You’re such a good girl, Aurora. I love seeing you submit so beautifully.”
Warmth filled her heart at Master Mac’s praise, and she knew she would take anything he and Master Mike dished out. She wanted to please them more than anything else.
Heavy footsteps moved away and she heard rustling and popping, like a package was being opened. Then her ass cheeks were pulled apart and held open. She tried to clench, the act of having her most intimate hole exposed leaving her feeling vulnerable and open.
“Don’t clench, baby. Try and relax. We won’t hurt you, Aurora.”
“What’s your safe word, honey?” Master Mac asked.
“Red, Master.”
“Good girl.”
“What word do you use if you are unsure of something, baby?” Master Mike queried.
“Yellow, Master.”
“Such a good little sub.”
Aurora flinched when cold liquid dribbled into the crack of her ass and down onto her anus. She breathed deeply and tried to keep her muscles lax. Firm but gentle fingers massaged the sensitive skin of her asshole, and she couldn’t contain her mewl of delight. She never would have suspected that having her anus touched could bring such pleasure. Then she jerked and cried out as a thick finger pushed into her tight hole, and of course the first thing she did was clench, trying to keep it out.
Smack.
“If you don’t stop clenching I’m going to shove ginger up your ass, sub,” Master Mac declared.
Fuck! Aurora had heard about figging. Ginger root was used to train a sub to keep her ass muscles loose. If a sub clamped down on the ginger while it was shoved up their ass the burn soon taught the consequences of such an action. Although the ginger caused fire to radiate in the sub’s ass, there was no damage, permanent or otherwise, done to the sub, but it wasn’t a pleasant experience, so she had been told.
She panted and concentrated hard on keeping her muscles loose, and by the time the finger in her ass was in as far as it could go she was on the verge of climax. When the finger was withdrawn from her ass, she couldn’t prevent a groan of disappointment escaping her mouth.
The popping noise sounded again, and then she felt pressure on her rosette again. But this time it wasn’t a finger. Cold, hard plastic began to push into her back entrance and she knew that a dildo or anal plug was being inserted into her anus. As the plastic gained more depth with each shunt into her body, her ass began to burn as the muscles were spread apart. Cream was dripping from her pussy in a continuous stream, and her inner thighs were slick with her juices. Just when she didn’t think she could take any more pain and she opened her mouth to use the word “yellow,” the burning changed to pleasure as the widest part of the plug pushed through the tight ring of muscles. Four hands caressed her lower back, burning bottom, and legs, and those caresses were enough to help settle her once more.
; “You have two more punishments coming, baby. We are going to fuck you until we come, but you aren’t allowed to climax. Is that understood?” Master Mike asked.
Fucking bastard!
“Yes, Master Mike.”
“Such a courteous little sub. You please me, Aurora.” Master Mike moved in close and then blanketed her back with his front. She wondered when he had removed his clothes.
Footsteps sounded close to her head, and then the head of the bench was being lowered. Master Mac stood before her totally naked, too. His thick, long cock was too close to her mouth, which all but tempted her to stick her tongue out and lick the head, but she waited for his command, not wanting to add to her contraventions. He crouched down in front of her and lifted her head slightly. “I want you to suck my cock until I come, honey, and you will swallow every drop I give you. Okay?”
“Yes, Master,” she answered breathily and unconsciously licked her lips.
Master Mac moved in close and then slanted his mouth over hers. By the time he lifted his mouth they were both gasping for breath. He stood up straight and then moved in as close as he could, which put his cock right in alignment with her mouth. With the head of the bench gone all she had to do was lower her head slightly. Aurora licked and laved over the head of his cock and then paid attention to his frenulum. The groans emitting from his mouth let her know how much she was pleasing him. She hollowed her cheeks and sucked him into her depths, caressing the thick vein that ran down the underside of his erection. When she brought her mouth back up to the tip she suckled hard and saw how the muscles in his thighs quivered. Just as she was getting into a nice rhythm, Master Mike began to penetrate her pussy from behind. With the butt plug up her ass, a cock pushing into her pussy and another fucking her mouth, she was on an overload of sensation. Zings of pleasure battered her everywhere and she was in danger of climaxing. Inhaling deeply through her nose was enough to circumvent her rapacious arousal.
Her moan of pleasure was soon joined by Master Mac as she sucked him in, almost to the back of her throat. Once Master Mike was buried in her balls-deep, he held still, his hands gripping her hips firmly as he waited for her to adjust to his monstrous intrusion. Aurora withdrew her mouth from Master Mac’s cock and gasped in air as her body adapted to his invasion. She was just thankful that Master Mac didn’t force her to take him back into her mouth until she was ready.