Raleigh put his heart and soul into the last few words. He knew Andorra was theirs. Their mate. Their one and only perfect match. But making Kingston admit it was proving tougher than he’d thought.
Kingston’s black eyes drilled into his heart. “I’ll agree to this. Tomorrow we’ll play a dungeon scene with Andorra. Then I’ll ask her to trust us. I’ll lock her in her room with a challenge to complete. If—and only if—she passes the challenge we’ll tell her about being wolves and about mates. Agree?”
Raleigh stared right back at him. “The challenge will be fair.” It was not a question, but a statement. Kingston might be a grumpy, dominating shit at times, but he was honest.
“The challenge will be fair. But when she finds out what it is, she might turn tail and run for her home instead of attempting it.”
“If she does that it’ll prove she’s not our mate. And not the woman I believe her to be,” said Raleigh.
Chapter Five
It took Kingston several hours the next day to plan the scene he wanted to do with Andorra. It had to push her to the limits, but it also had to give her enormous pleasure. He needed to push Raleigh as well. Raleigh was getting too damn fixated on Andorra and there was no guarantee at all she was who she said she was as yet. Just because he hadn’t been able to find out anything against her didn’t mean it wasn’t there, just hidden so deep he couldn’t find it himself. For a moment Kingston considered calling in his IT guru, York, to begin an in-depth search about her, but that could wait. He would talk to York later, though. It was something he should have thought about already. Dammit, his brains were in his dick lately.
He wondered if Andorra would complain about being locked in her room again. Would she be happy enough watching television all day? Or was she the kind of person who would like something to do? He got out his old laptop, one that had no modem to connect to the internet, but which had quite a few games loaded in it. Then he went to his desktop computer and found his e-book collection and transferred a random dozen of the books onto the laptop. Right. That should keep her happy. Some books to read and games to play. But no Internet. He didn’t want her researching him if she hadn’t done it already.
He loaded the toys he’d need into a duffle bag. Remembering if she was locked in the room then he needed to feed her, he grabbed some bottles of water and cans of soda. He added a bag of garden salad, a loaf of rye bread, some pastrami, cheese, and peanut butter, a plate, knife, fork, and cup, and tipped them all into the duffle. Done.
Kingston pulled out his cell phone and called Raleigh. “I’m ready. I’ll meet you at Andorra’s room in five minutes.”
“I’ll be there.”
He ran through the dungeon scene in his head again, did a mental checklist to ensure he’d packed everything he needed for it, then marched down the hallway to Andorra’s room. Raleigh was already leaning on the wall by her door.
He knocked and almost immediately she opened the door. She looked up and gave him the most beautiful smile that made his stomach roll over. Her chocolate-brown eyes were sparkling with happiness, her cheeks were faintly pink, and her lips were parted. Damn she was adorable. His dick wanted inside her already.
He forced his feelings down. She had to prove herself trustworthy first. His duty was to the pack, not to his cock. Dozens of people relied on him to protect them and preserve their livelihood. She wasn’t to be trusted as yet.
“Are you ready to play a dungeon scene with us?” he asked gruffly.
“Of course.” She stood back and let them both into the room. She’d made the bed and the room was perfectly neat. Her backpack rested in the corner of the room under the tiny table. He supposed it wouldn’t fit in the closet. But everything was put away. He liked that she was tidy. Or maybe she was preparing to run away. If all her things are packed she could be out of here and off in a moment.
“You are always to be naked in our presence,” he reminded her.
“Yes, Master.” She disappeared into the bathroom and came back undressed. He would have liked to watch her strip, but he hadn’t told her to stay, so he couldn’t complain. He nodded to Raleigh who began removing his clothes.
“Pull the blankets down off the bed, remove the pillows and lie face down.”
While she was doing that he got what he would need out of the duffle bag, including several lengths of rope. He tied her hands to the bedposts, and her legs to the foot of the bed, using a spreader bar to keep them wide apart. Then he paddled her ass using a double handed stroke until her ass was bright pink.
“Is she wet?” he asked Raleigh.
Raleigh slid a hand between her legs and inserted two fingers inside her cunt. “Very.”
“Excellent. Tease her and arouse her higher. Slave, you must not orgasm. Understand me? You are not to climax.”
“Yes, Master.”
Kingston took a container out of his duffle. Inside it was a long finger of fresh ginger root he’d prepared just an hour ago. It was rich and juicy and should drive her crazy with heat and desire. He stood on the opposite side of the bed from Raleigh and teased her ass. Instantly she pushed back on his fingers. Good. She was ready for this. The ginger root was much narrower than a cock and would slide in easily, although he needed to be careful not to accidently break it. Nature would push it out if he did, but he much preferred to remove it himself, preferably in a way that would arouse and excite her even more.
He pushed the tip into her ass, holding her cheeks apart with his other hand, then gradually inserted it up to a ring he’d carved around the ginger root to act as a butt plug. When he was sure it was as deep as he wanted it, he slapped her ass with his hand, indicated for Raleigh to stop touching her, and said, “Do you know what figging is, slave?”
“No, Master.”
Andorra’s voice was soft. He wondered if already some of the ginger juices were starting to seep into her anal tissues.
“I’ve put a butt plug of fresh ginger in your ass. At first the juices will drip out slowly and warm you on the inside. Then they’ll become more portent. They’ll heat you, and burn you, and arouse you so you’ll be desperate for release. But there’ll be no climax for you then. Only when the juice has stopped working will we fuck you. Understand?”
“Yes, Master.” Her voice was breathy now, so he knew she was starting to feel the burn. He went and unpacked his flogger, flicking it over her shoulders. He gestured to Raleigh to pull a breast to the side of her body and he flicked the flogger over it as well. Not precisely gently. Hard enough for her to know about it, but not so hard it would damage the sensitive skin there. He pointed to the other side, and Raleigh moved around her sliding her body up and her exposing that breast for Kingston to flog. Then he concentrated on her shoulders, laying harder strokes on them. Finally he picked up his paddle again to punish her ass. He had to be careful not to break the ginger though.
He ran a hand over her spine. Her skin was hot and sweaty. He walked around the bed to stare at her face. Her eyes were shut and there was sweat on her forehead, too. The ginger was doing its work. He wanted to ask her how she felt but didn’t want to break the spell. She had no way of knowing it would die down soon and he wanted her to think the heat would continue to increase. He wanted her imagining how it would feel if the tension built ever higher.
Once he was sure the juice was losing its potency, he kneeled behind her and began fucking her ass with the root, pushing it in and out, making sure it rocked from side to side, touching all her walls.
“Prepare her ass to fuck her,” he said to Raleigh.
He threw the root away and began untying her. Raleigh’s dick would be inside her ass where there would still be some residual heat and ginger juice. That would be a nice little challenge for Raleigh. Kingston would take her cunt and he planned to drive his dick hard against her cervix and make her scream. He wanted her to come so hard she’d never forget them and would always know she belonged to them.
He blinked at the thought. No, she
wasn’t theirs yet. She had to prove she was trustworthy first.
* * * *
Raleigh was excited at fucking her ass after she’d been figged. He imagined the sensations of the ginger on his cock, the most sensitive skin on his body, and was sure it would greatly enhance his experience.
He spread her ass cheeks and inserted a finger in her butt. It was very hot indeed and moist from the ginger. Patiently he stretched and opened her wider, gradually adding a second finger then scissoring them until he could insert a third finger into her. By then Kingston was back and they turned her onto her side. Raleigh lifted her top leg high and pushed his dick at her back door, wiggling and pressing until it popped through the ring of muscle there and slid deep inside her. He held tightly to her hips and waited to feel the ginger juice. Yes, the heat and burn was still there, teasing more than burning now, but definitely enhancing the sensations for him and he hoped for her as well.
Kingston thrust into her cunt and they lifted her leg up again, onto the top of the pile, before wiggling closer to her until they were pressed tight against her. Then Kingston began to lead them in a fast and furious pace of driving into her deep and hard.
It was exactly what Raleigh wanted and needed as well. Watching her being spanked, flogged, and teased had aroused him enormously. She was patient and compliant, a perfect slave, and so damn beautiful he wanted to kiss her and hold her all the time. Having her in his arms now, his dick deep inside her, was as close to heaven as he could ever imagine being.
Raleigh nuzzled the back of her neck, his lips pressing kisses to her sweaty skin, licking her saltiness then huffing hot air on her skin so he could lick her some more.
Raleigh kept tight hold on her hips as Kingston pounded into her deep and hard, and he matched his friend stroke for stroke. It didn’t take long for Andorra to break, her whole body shaking with the power of her orgasm. Raleigh held still when she came, loving the feeling of her body clutching his dick so tightly as she quivered all around him. But Kingston tilted her hips high, withdrew then jack-hammered into her so hard she gasped, and her orgasm increased in strength.
Again Raleigh waited as he felt Kingston’s cock spurting his seed on the other side of the thin sheet of tissue between them, then finally he thrust into her again, and again, and on the third time his own cum jetted into her, filling her ass. He stroked his hands up and down her sides now, pressing kisses along her neck as he helped her come down from her high.
They lay tangled together for a while, then Kingston gripped Andorra’s face and said, “Look at me, slave.”
She must have opened her eyes because he said, “Do you trust me?”
“Of course. My life is in your hands here in this place.”
“Are you prepared to play a dungeon scene for me?”
“Yes. But, I mean, isn’t that what we just did? You want to do another one? I will, if I can.”
“This one will last several days.”
Raleigh could feel Andorra’s body tense, but she said, “All right.”
Kingston slid off the bed, disappeared into the bathroom for a few minutes, and then went to his duffle bag. Raleigh pulled out of Andorra’s ass regretfully. He really liked holding her, being connected to her. He was completely certain she was his, but had agreed it was reasonable for Kingston to run this test.
Kingston set up a laptop computer with a webcam on it. The webcam was pointed at the bed. Then he handed a little bag to Raleigh. “Put these on her.”
Inside the bad were some nipple clamps. The nipple clamps were heavy. They would drag down on her breasts as well as bite into the skin. It would be a challenge to leave them on all day. Unless, of course, Kingston planned to tell her to take them off sooner.
Raleigh sucked her breast into his mouth, savoring her salty taste, loving her breasts, wanting to please her, before setting the clips on her. Then he licked at sucked at her tiny nub, enjoying her taste even more.
“Stand up, Andorra.”
Andorra slid off the bed and stood as Kingston tightened a metal belt around her waist. Attached to it were two dildos. One he slid into her cunt before locking it. The second one filled her ass. It was hollow, and open top and bottom, meant to be left in longer than just a few hours. Again he locked it. Raleigh blinked at the sight. He was pretty sure he’d never seen a chastity belt before. In fact he’d rather thought they were only a story about knights and their ladies in the olden days. But this was bright, shining new metal and perfectly real. Still, he figured she’d get used to it pretty quickly. Until Kingston picked up a remote control and pressed it. Andorra gasped and so did Raleigh. Holy fuck! The butt plug and dildo were also vibrators. Now that was twenty-first century technology indeed. And it would be a real challenge, to wear two dildos for as long as her Master ordered her to.
“From time to time I will telephone you with instructions. You must do as I ask each time, making sure I can see you in the webcam. Understand?”
“Yes, Master, but there’s no charge left on my cell phone, and I don’t have a phone charger, or credit on my cell phone either. I lost my phone charger somewhere before I came up the mountain.”
Raleigh watched as Kingston unpacked some food, water, and cans of soda from his duffle. Well at least he’d remembered to feed her this time.
“I brought a disposable cell phone for you. I’ll call you on that. This food must last you several days. Obey me in this, slave.”
Andorra bowed her head.
Kingston picked up the duffle and nodded at Raleigh. He walked over to Andorra and kissed her forehead, then followed Kingston out of the room. Kingston locked the door and pocketed the key.
“Soon we will know for sure,” he said softly.
* * * *
Andorra heard the “snick” as the deadbolt on the door was engaged from the outside. Well, it wasn’t the first time she’d been locked in and at least this time she had food. However, that might simply mean she was going to be here for a while. She grinned at the six bottles of water Master Kingston had provided for her. She’d drunk the water out the faucet in the bathroom sink up until now and had no ill effects from it. She wondered if he’d even thought how she’d managed to cope without suffering dehydration the first time he’d locked her in her room with nothing, if the water in the bathroom really was not drinkable.
Assuming she was supposed to remain naked, even though Master Kingston hadn’t explicitly said that, Andorra turned the room heat up a few degrees, then went into the bathroom and washed herself as best she could, and then washed her laundry. It was starting to be a theme. Being locked in her room was the sign it was laundry day.
Andorra tidied the bed and then sat at the computer. She’d intended to check her e-mails, if it hadn’t been so long since she’d last done that her account had been closed, but the laptop didn’t have wifi. It seemed most unlikely that there was no Internet here, her room must just be out of range for it, she supposed. But that was okay most computers came with solitaire. She could play that.
Ten minutes later Andorra opened a word document and sat staring at the blank page. What she really needed to do was decide what she wanted out of life. Would she be happy living here? Did the fact that Master Kingston had set her this challenge mean he was thinking of letting her live here? Was it kind of like an initiation ceremony or something?
Andorra didn’t think she could stay here as a kind of sex slave no matter how yummy Master Raleigh and Master Kingston might be. Certainly she’d never had so many excellent orgasms in her life before as since she’d met them, but soon she’d want to be doing something useful and productive.
Nevis had been overworked and stressed and had come here for a break and a time to relax. Andorra herself had enjoyed relaxing as well. But just as Nevis said she was going to find a new town and a new place to work minus the stress that she’d left behind her, so, too, Andorra needed a job to provide for her needs. Not just to fill the hours of her days, but to provide her with a meaningf
ul occupation.
Andorra thought back to her plan to drive large vehicles. She really thought that would suit her. She could travel and see new places, meet new people, yet still have a home to return to. A simple one-room apartment would do. It was not like she had any possessions anymore. Her family had seen to that.
Maybe she could even rent a room in Nevis’s new apartment. That way she’d have a friend to return to as well as somewhere to call home.
Andorra stared at the computer screen. The page was still blank but she felt she was making progress with her thoughts. She jumped up from the chair, but just as she did so, the metal dildo in her ass started buzzing. Andorra gripped the back of the chair, her cunt filling with cream around the dildo in there. She widened her legs and held on tightly as waves of pleasure raced through her body. Then her nipples grew harder and tighter and she became very aware of the heavy weights of the nipple clips.
Andorra staggered into the bathroom and got a towel, placed it on the chair in front of the computer, and sat down again. Well fuck! That was something she’d never expected. If Master Kingston was planning to do that often, this really would be a challenge.
She could feel her cream on her thighs and dampening the towel underneath her, even though the buzzing in her ass had stopped. Her nipples were very tender now and still hard and tight. Andorra breathed heavily for several long minutes, then tried to remember where she was up to in her plans and thoughts.
Oh, yeah, a job. If I stayed here, what kind of work would I do?
Andorra opened up the Paint program on the computer and began drawing her impression of the company building. She added in rooms she knew existed, such as the laundry in the basement that Nevis had told her about, but which she’d never visited. She spent a long time trying to get everything into perspective and finally realized she knew nothing about the second floor, except for where Nevis had her apartment, plus she had a vague idea that Raleigh’s apartment was there. Still, having made a map had clarified her thoughts considerably.
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