by Eileen Green
“How did you get these scars?” he demanded harshly. He had to know what those scars were on her back. He was a Dom after all.
“What?” Victor shouted as he moved away from her and towards her back. “Oh, my god!” she heard him whisper before he wrapped his arms around her from behind.
Knowing she had to answer Todd or face more punishment, she lowered her head and said, “I trusted the wrong Dom, Sir. The first time I needed to play after everything happened, I chose incorrectly. He didn’t stop whipping on me when I called red. He had to be pulled away.”
“From what I’ve seen of Alex’s operation, I’m surprised this happened.” Todd moved back in front of her as he spoke. He knelt before her and lifted his chin with a couple of fingers, so she was looking up at him.
Eliza swallowed hard. “It didn’t happen there. It was before I really got to know Alex. Before I joined the Tiger’s Lair. It’s the reason I have a specialized practice, and why I wanted to teach the classes at the club. I wanted everyone to know the rules before they got out there to play, whether it was at the Tiger’s Lair or not.”
Victor was still hugging her. She felt hot tears on her skin, and she remembered he wore his heart on his sleeve. Her heart broke that he was taking this hard. The anger that had bubbled within her after the incident had been pushed aside when Alex took her into the Tiger’s Lair and helped her see that she was a switch, that she could be an advocate in and out of the club.
Todd smiled at her. “I’m so glad that you came through that with a new outlook, honey. You are the strongest woman I have ever met.”
Heat swept through her body and face at his kind words. That both her men saw her as strong and yet feminine touched her for she had spent a lot of time and effort to get to where she was. “Thank you,” she whispered as she leaned her head forward against Todd’s.
“I’m so glad that you found Alex and he helped you out. He’s a very honorable man.”
Silence reigned for a few minutes as the three of them remained bound together by a tragedy and a new lease on life. Finally, Todd moved. He pressed a kiss to Eliza’s forehead and then stood. He took a deep breath and stepped back a bit. “Okay. Now that we’ve got that cleared up, both of you need to resume your positions.”
Unwinding his arms from her, Victor pressed a kiss at the middle of her back between her shoulder blades, before he moved back beside her and got back into his pose. Eliza straightened herself back up and placed her hands palms up on her thighs.
“I will not tolerate not knowing that my loves are not safe and sound. If you are hurt, I want to know about it, especially if someone else causes you pain. You belong to me, and I won’t stand secrets. Is that clear?” Todd asked, his voice shaking from his emotions.
“Yes, Master,” Victor said quickly, his head still bowed.
Fighting the dominant person within her psyche, Eliza answered, “Yes, Sir.”
“Good. Now, Eliza, I want you on the bondage bench,” Todd said as he extended his hand out to her. “Would you prefer the flogger, or the single tail?”
Although there was a difference between the bull whip the Dom used that dreadful night and the single tail Todd spoke of, just the idea of a single thin strap dancing across her skin and marking her sent a shiver of fear through her body. She was thankful he was providing a choice.
“The flogger, Sir. Thank you for asking.” Eliza put her hand in his and let him help her to her feet. He released her hand as she moved over to the bench.
“Slave, please retrieve the punishment flogger and the thick deerskin one. Then, get on the cross,” Todd ordered.
“Yes, Sir.” Victor sounded gleeful.
Kneeling on the bottom shelf of the bench, a feeling of familiarity settled upon her. She loved her dominant side, but she did need the submissive side sometimes as well. The bench had two shelves. One to kneel on and the other to lay your torso on. Rings were placed in various places on the posts that held the two levels up so that the subject could be tied down during punishment or play.
Her breasts smashed down on the cold leather, giving her a little chill, but she focused past the brief uncomfortableness for it would warm with her body heat quick enough. She wrapped her hands around the bottom of the posts beneath her and spread her knees on the bench before taking a cleansing breath.
“What is your safe word?” Todd asked from behind her.
“Red, Sir.” The word felt strange coming from her lips yet soothing in a way. It had been so long since she had said it, and the last time had turned out disastrous. Plus, she was so used to hearing it from her bottoms now.
Eliza nearly jumped when Todd touched her lower back with a couple of fingers. He ran his fingers up her spine to her neck, sending chills throughout her body. As he did this, she felt his thighs flatten against the back of hers before his body bent over her ass and back. If she wasn’t sure about his lust for her before, she was certain now. She could feel the length of him as it wedged nicely between her ass cheeks. The soft leather of his pants lent little to block what she felt of him.
Tears stung her eyes again when she felt his lips gently kiss her neck. Todd was bringing so many of her emotions to the surface, ones she had hidden for so long. If she really admitted it to herself, she was falling in love with him, and the love she had for Victor had never faded. Now, she had to see where all this led her.
The warmth of Todd’s body disappeared from her backside, leaving a slight chill in the air around her. However, when the first strike of the thin leather straps belted across her ass, a shriek escaped her. Despite knowing it was coming, she had forgotten how badly the right flogger could hurt.
Waiting for the second strike to land, she was surprised when it didn’t. She was surprised when Todd asked, “Where are you, baby?”
Softness and concern laced his voice causing her to smile. Yes, she was lost to the man.
“Green, Sir,” she answered confidently, and proudly. Turning her head, she spied Victor up against the St. Andrew’s cross that was in the corner of the room. The cross was built to be able to recline besides be upright. The latter was how it sat now, and Victor stood, naked, against the crossed beams with his hands gripping the leather restraints.
The sight of him had her nipples tightening more than what they already were, and her pussy was leaking her cream. He had had a fine body before he disappeared, a six-pack and a glorious chest, but now, his chest was wide and built, and he had an eight-pack now. God, she wanted to run her tongue over each of those ridges as she wrapped her hand around his hard, thick cock that was jutting out from the thatch of dark blond hair around the root of it.
With what she felt of Todd’s dick against her derriere, she couldn’t wait to be smack between these two Adonises while they fucked her.
Her ass lit up again as Todd brought the flogger down on her again. This time, she kept quiet. She was hoping the three of them were heading towards the bedroom after she and Victor got what Todd was going to dish out, so she cleared her mind and just let herself feel the lashes and sink into a blissful spot.
* * * *
Todd knew the moment Eliza let herself slip fully into her submissive state and hopefully into subspace. The tenseness of her body seemed to melt away as she sank into the leather padding.
Her body was a thing of beauty. Long shapely legs and a full curving ass that led up to a nice waistline. Full tits that were now squished between her body and the bench which he couldn’t wait to get his hands on. He wanted to run his hands all over her body. He wanted to run his tongue all over her as well.
When he was plastered to her backside a few minutes ago, all he wanted to do was toss away the flogger, rip open his leathers, pull his hard-as-steel prick out, and shove himself into her hot cunt. Yet, needing to hold his dominance over her and Victor, he had to follow through with her punishment.
Raising his hand, he brought it down and flicked his wrist just right to apply a lash of the flogger across her ass.
The flesh barely moved from the strike, a testimony to how in shape his woman was. Back and forth, over and over, until he hit a count of twenty, he flogged Eliza. He watched as her skin began to shine a nice shade of pink where welts were forming.
A glance over at Victor told Todd everything he needed. His slave’s cock was solid as steel and throbbing as his wide-eyed gaze was on Eliza. Victor licked his lips repeatedly with desire. Then, as if he felt Todd watching him, Victor looked at him. His eyes grew larger as he lowered them down to Todd’s arousal. A pleading look appeared in Victor’s muddy green eyes before he looked back at Eliza.
Returning his attention back to Eliza, Todd could see her inner thighs slick with her honey. He reached out and slipped his right hand through her labia and found her pussy was drenched. He let his left hand caress the curve of her left ass cheek, savoring heat he had created there with his flogger. At that moment, he knew without a doubt he had found another equal part of life and behind closed doors.
“Spread your legs, love,” he ordered, surprised at the higher-pitched voice that sounded from him.
His dick felt as if it was going to split apart at any moment. He needed to bury himself deep inside her slick cunt, but he needed to feast on her first.
Without moving her upper body, Eliza moved her legs until her knees were near the edge of the ledge she perched on. Then, Eliza thrust her beautiful ass up so her back was concave at the waist, and Todd’s breath caught in his throat when her pussy blossomed open to him.
Pink and red, depending on where he looked, became visible on the puffy lips that hid her most valued treasure. Cream coated the swollen vulva and more oozed from her opening. Todd salivated, ready to taste her.
Kneeling on the floor behind her, he wrapped his arms around her thighs, feeling the strength in them, as he pressed his face into her snatch. Eliza’s body trembled when Todd swept his tongue across her folds, letting him know he affected her.
The first taste of her was sweet ambrosia, a flavor he could live off of along with the taste of his slave.
Todd drew one labia into his mouth and sucked on the abundant flesh for a few moments before he did the same to its twin. Sexy moans emanated from Eliza, the sound going straight to his cock. He speared his tongue into her sex tunnel and moved it in and out several times as a pre-cursor to what he was going to be doing with his dick in just a bit.
Eliza began to grind her hips against his face, as if she was trying to get more from him. Unwinding a hand from one of her thighs, Todd slipped it up to her cunt and then inserted two fingers into her sopping wet pussy. Her muscles spasmed around his digits as he sank in until the webbing of his fingers stopped him. Resuming the onslaught with his mouth, he licked at her clit and heard her hiss.
As he began to pump his fingers in and out of her, he latched his lips around her clit and sucked hard at the tight bundle of nerves. Her hips began to move up and down the faster his hand moved. Eliza’s moaning got louder despite her thighs nearly covering his ears.
Twisting his hand, his fingertips found the soft pad on the upper wall of her vagina. He hooked his fingers and with each pass, he struck her G-spot. He suckled her clit harder, wanting to make sure his woman was taken care of before he and Victor made love to her.
The muscles surrounding his fingers began to flutter moments before they clamped down on his digits until it felt as if his bones might break. Her honey flowed around his fingers and down his hand as she shouted out her release, the sound reverberating through the room.
Todd lapped up as much of her cream as possible until her vaginal walls loosened around his fingers, allowing him to pull them from her. Taking one last lick of her slit, he pushed himself up to his feet. Eliza’s legs were trembling, and her breathing was labored. He tapped her outer thighs and whispered, “Can you push your legs together, love, so you don’t fall off the ledge?”
Slowly, she moved her legs together as Todd made his way over to Victor. Grabbing his boy around the back of his neck, he held Victor still. Todd slammed his lips against Victor’s mouth, kissing him wildly. Victor opened his mouth and licked Eliza’s honey from Todd’s lips and around them as if he was starving for the taste.
Behind him, Todd could hear soft sighs coming from Eliza, and he had to wonder if it was from the climax that she just had, or if it was from her watching him.
Once Victor began to kiss Todd instead of licking his face, Todd pulled away from him. Todd grasped Victor’s steel pole and gave it a yank or two, and then teased, “As much as I want to suck on this, I want to show Eliza how much she means to us. We’ll get that prick of yours taken care of shortly.”
Victor smiled as his gaze lowered. Todd knew that his boy was looking at his cock, trapped in his leathers.
Both men made their way over to Eliza who was watching them with great interest. Her eyes seemed to be on their crotches while a small smile had settled on her lips. They helped her to her feet, her legs shaking. When her legs gave out, Victor leaned down, scooped one arm under her knees and the other arm under her back, and carried her out to the hallway.
“To the left,” Eliza whispered as she laid her head on Victor’s chest after she looked to see if Todd was following them.
That action spoke volumes to Todd. She wanted him with her and Victor, and Todd knew he wasn’t going to leave her alone. She was becoming his world, along with Victor.
Chapter Eleven
Eliza’s heart was pounding in her chest, and not just from the mind-blowing orgasm Todd had given her. It was because of how revered these two men made her feel. Todd had made sure she came first, showing what a gentleman he was.
The entire time Todd had sucked on her, and masturbated her, Victor watched. She suspected he might get chapped lips from licking them so much, but she couldn’t wait to feel his lips on her again. It had been so long.
Todd moved quickly around Victor to open her bedroom door. The room was brightly lit from the skylight on the ceiling and the window on the wall which faced east.
Victor moved to the king-sized bed under the window with the padded headboard that came to the windowsill. Blues and browns dominated the bed and the blinds while the walls were still white, only because she hadn’t figured out what she was going to do with the room yet. Todd pulled the covers back on the bed before Victor laid her out in the middle.
As both men looked down on her, lust clearly in their eyes and their arousals visible, Eliza felt sexy and exposed to them. Her legs had fallen open, revealing her cunt while her nipples like dark pink berries topped off her abundant breasts. She felt vulnerable under their gazes, but she knew they both appreciated what she looked like.
“Boy, come and remove my pants,” Todd ordered, his words nearly a croak.
Hurrying to the foot of the bed where Todd stood, Victor stepped slightly to the side as if making sure she could see what was happening. Victor undid the button on the leathers as Todd sucked in his abs, not that there was much to pull in. Slipping his fingers into the waistband of the pants, Victor held it as he lowered the zipper with his other hand, most likely making sure the zipper didn’t catch on Todd’s burgeoning cock.
Having been propped up against the pillow at the head of the bed, Eliza had a nice view down the length of the bed. Todd’s cock sprang forth from its restraint, hitting Victor's hand. The organ was a thing of beauty. Long and thick, with a pale shaft and a purplish-red mushroom head, and it came nearly up to his navel.
Todd’s cock wasn't the only part of him that was desirable to look at. His abs were lines of ridges and valleys, and his belly button was a bit of an outie. The notches at his hips were luscious looking as they pointed down to his impressive dick.
Victor's body was just as nice as Todd's, but Victor's was more defined as he seemed to work out more. Both men's cocks were inches apart from each other's and had Eliza squirming a bit on her bed. Only punishment had been discussed for this morning, but it appeared they were all on the same page as to what was go
ing to happen next.
Victor bent to help Todd step from the leather garment, and then the former folded them and put them on the dresser. He stood next to Todd, and both men gazed upon her.
She didn't know why, but the tune “Dueling Banjos” began to play in her head, but banjos was replaced by cock in the song for both of them were throbbing and if she wasn't mistaken, their flared heads looking more angrier, or darker, if that was possible.
“Please,” she whispered, as she reached an arm towards them. “I need you. Both of you.”
Todd looked at Victor, then her, and then back to Victor. A worry line formed on Todd's brow, as if he was trying to figure something out. Tod's words surprised Eliza and appeared to surprise Victor as well. “Victor, since you have a past with Eliza, I want you to make love to her first.”
In unison, Eliza and Victor gasped together. Eliza had thought that Todd, as the Dominant, would want to cement their relationship first.
“But, Master, you should. You're the head of our house,” Victor protested.
Todd put a hand on Victor's shoulder and smiled. “I want to watch you with Eliza. Love her. Fuck her. Rediscover your passion together. I'm right here, and I'll get my turn when you're done, as long as our girl isn't too tired afterwards.”
When Victor open his mouth again to speak, Todd pulled the man to him and slammed his mouth over his. Heat gathered low in Eliza's belly as she watched her two men kiss with wild passion, each trying to take control of the kiss. Todd won of course as he placed his hands on Victor's cheeks and pulled away slightly.
“This is my gift to you, boy. She was yours before she was ours. You have missed out on so much because of what happened to you. Take her back and then I will make her mine, too.” Todd's words were punctuated, but kind. He seemed certain the three of them would be together in the future, and that caused her heart to do a somersault in her chest.
Looking as if he was getting ready to make love to her for the first time, Victor shyly moved around to Eliza's right side. He knelt on the bed before he lay down next to her.
