Shades of Submission: Fifty by Fifty #1: Billionaire Romance Boxed Set

by Hunter, Adriana

  When the attendant handed her clothes to change into, she balked. “What…why would I have to change?”

  “To make you feel more comfortable,” the woman said with a smile. She moved to stand behind Brooke, helping with her zipper. Giving in to panic, Brooke clutched at her dress and twisted away.

  “No! I mean…I need to know more. What’s about to happen?”

  “You’ll find out when your doms arrive. In the meantime, I’m to prepare you for their use tonight.”

  Her ‘doms’? Their ‘use’?

  The woman, who’d introduced herself as Kate, replied with a poker face, void of all emotion. “When you came here tonight; just what did you have in mind? Are you here to simply satisfy your curiosity or do you want to truly experience it all for yourself?”

  Brooke bit hard on her bottom lip. She was torn between telling the woman off for being so rude; but then she thought that Kate was actually asking a legitimate question. Brooke had watched a new submissive take her first step into the world of bondage and domination tonight; and that woman had been fearless in her journey into the unknown. She wanted to be just as fearless; she was just terrified of losing control. The fact that they’d invited her into this private environment showed that she was about to be introduced gently. Or at least she hoped so. She wasn’t sure she was ready for them to break out the whips and chains just yet.

  Just thinking of getting to meet Jax face to face, with Sebastian also being present finally helped Brooke make up her mind. If things went downhill she’d simply use her safe word and never return to this mysterious place. And she’d insist on everything being safe, sane and consensual from the start. She might be a novice, but she wasn’t that green. She’d done her research online at least over the past few hours before she showed up at the club. She could at least walk into this with her eyes wide open.

  Finally, she exhaled raggedly and nodded to Kate, who smiled in approval as Brooke turned her back to Kate to be helped out of her dress.

  What did she have to lose?

  Chapter Six

  When the door to the room swung open, Brooke had to struggle not to look up quickly from her standing position facing the entrance.

  The layered events of that evening had led up to this point. Inevitably, the scene with the new sub replayed in her mind as she became aware of the presence of both Sebastian and Jax.

  For the past few minutes before they’d appeared, Brooke had swung ceaselessly through different phases of exhilaration and anticipation mixed in with confusion and guilt. Her whole body, now dressed in lingerie simply throbbed with uncertainty.

  Do I really know what I’m setting myself up for?

  Before Kate had left, she had instructed Brooke on how to get into position in readiness for the appearance of her two doms. Such position had involved Brooke standing with legs apart, hands clasped behind her back while her eyes were downcast.

  Then she’d almost jumped when the door had been unlocked.

  They were here.

  Both men walked in wordlessly. Brooke fought within herself not to give in to her confusion, and simply awaited their commands, knowing she’d find out their intentions soon enough.

  “You may look up, Brooke,” came Sebastian’s voice. Brooke slowly raised her head to meet his calm gaze.

  “I’d like to introduce you to dom Jax – master Jax to you. As I pointed out earlier, he owns Dark Desires and also happens to be one of my closest friends.”

  “Nice to meet you…Master Jax,” Brooke said, almost resisting the urge to look up at him, yet felt her eyes irrevocably drawn to the man. He was smiling, looking pleased with the way she’d been presented; not just the fact that she was scantily clad, but the way she stood meekly like a good submissive should.

  He moved up to her and placed a finger beneath her chin, tilting it up so that she had to raise her eyes to his startling grey gaze. “Interesting night so far?” he asked softly.

  Brooke licked her bottom parched lip, as her skin was singed by Jax’s scorching gaze.

  Not waiting for her response, Jax continued, “Do you believe dom Sebastian and I know exactly what you need? Would you admit that like every true submissive you have the desire to be controlled; to be disciplined when necessary?”

  Brooke’s head was in a whirl from his words. Her eyes darted to Sebastian who moved forward, a formidable picture in the same all-black attire as Jax. They were dressed in just black fitted cargo pants and black boots, nothing else. The sheer amount of tanned, beautiful muscle on display made Brooke’s body burn with intense desire.

  She stayed silent and still as she felt master Jax smudged a thumb over her parted lips, the caress sensual. Dom Sebastian had moved behind her, and gathered her long hair to rest over one lace-covered breast. In moments, Brooke heard his voice in her ear as he leaned forward, making her shiver from the sudden closeness.

  “For so long, you’ve gone without the handling you need,” Sebastian told her huskily. “That night we met was just the beginning. We want to give you all that you need and more, Brooke. You need to let go. Give in to your own deepest desires. Forget all that you’ve been told about what you should want and need and instead, think only about the truth of all that you crave inside.”

  He moved even closer, the heat of his breath fluttering over her neck. “It’s time to introduce you to the joys of submitting to us both.”

  Oh shit. It was just as she’d suspected and hoped for. Was that why Sebastian’s words held such a ring of truth in them, wondered Brooke? Had she craved this kind of thing all along?

  Especially that first night; eavesdropping on her roommate and the two lovers she’d brought home with her to share in some raunchy threesome. When Brooke had reached between her thighs and touched herself, wishing she herself were inside the room with two men of her own to please and tease her. Had her mind somehow been wishing and waiting for a moment just like this?

  “Please…” Brooke suddenly whispered with bated breath, her eyes flying to Sebastian’s as she turned to him beseechingly, much like she'd done that night he'd shown up at her door.

  Master Jax hummed appreciatively at her plaintive tone, gripping her jaw and twisting her face back to meet his. “Beg, Brooke,” he commanded, eyes hooded with lust. “Tell us how much you need our special blend of pain and pleasure.”

  Those words sent a wave of wet heat coursing into her labia. Imagining getting punished the way the sub in that display room had been gave her the strangest sensational high she’d ever imagined.

  “Please Master Jax… Dom Sebastian…please punish me,” she whispered, unable to stop herself. “I submit to you both.”

  “Sweet Brooke,” Sebastian murmured tenderly in her ear, combing back her hair slowly.

  The next moment was a blur of movement, one so rough and in contrast with the gentleness of their soft, controlled tone. She was tugged hard on her feet and then spun to kneel atop a leather sofa, her elbows placed on the top of the backrest while her ass stuck out in its black thong. Brooke helplessly cried out; more in surprise than in pain, as excitement pulsed within her veins.

  Before she had a chance to wonder what was next, she felt five…six hard swats land across her ass cheeks. She stiffened, as the whips were evenly delivered on each cheek. The shock to her system was both exhilarating and sensual. Bubbles of endorphins burst joyously over her flesh as the pain became pleasure in a seamless sequence.

  The hand that delivered the spanking was Sebastian, who stood behind while Jax strode to the front, just behind the back of the leather sofa. He watched the emotions play out on her face as she bore the embarrassment of getting mercilessly spanked by his bare hand.

  “We’re just preparing you,” he told her, arching one devilish black brow at her. Brooke bit back a moan of trepidation and heated desire. Sure enough, she glanced over her shoulder and saw Sebastian unbuckling his belt. Holy shit, what now?

  Sebastian doubled the belt in one hand, while smoothin
g over her smarting ass with the other. The intimate touch did much to distract her for what undoubtedly was to be a step up in pain from what she’d only moments ago experienced by his hand. Seeing the narrow leather wrapped around Sebastian’s fist, coupled with his knowing touch on her tender skin felt like the perfect harbinger. Frothy juices drenched her pussy.

  That groping hand tended the flesh about to be lashed. At the same time, Jax cradled her face and gazed into her wide eyes as he instructed her to count the lashes. “And make sure to show your appreciation by saying ‘thank you’ to dom Sebastian after each stroke.”

  Excitement shot through her veins like a narcotic. She would have made to relax in readiness for the first lash, but even before she could inhale the narrow belt came down across her cheeks, hard. The instantaneousness of the sweet pain had her gasping, only just remembering her commands.

  “Oooh! One,” she panted, then added, “Thank you, dom Sebastian.”

  There was a sound of leather flying through the air as once again, she felt it on her flesh, this time just upon her back thighs underneath her ass. That tender spot instantly rang with pain. Oh my God!

  “Two! Thank you, dom Sebastian.” Brooke was panting through parted lips now, mesmerized by the grey eyes trained on her face, watching her through her shame and agony. That piercing gaze was just as electric as being lashed.

  She counted through to the strokes landing on her from different directions, sometimes overlapping the lashes that had been marked in with the first few swings. The sting of the leather now crisscrossed her flesh, igniting her brain. Every inch of her rear seemed to sizzle as the last few strokes landed the hardest. A moaning scream escaped her lips even as she counted out the last blow.

  Why did this feel so good? And why did a part of her brain interpret the pain as pleasure, making her nipples jut out in relief? Jax’s large, masculine hands encircled her throat and she stared up at him, lost in his fiery, ice-grey gaze.

  “Beautifully done,” Jax said, and his approval gave her more pleasure than she dared to admit to herself right then. Behind her, Sebastian’s hands smoothed over her throbbing flesh, easing the bite.

  “Your ass is the perfect canvas now – all covered in my welts,” Sebastian murmured, his fingers drifting from her reddened flesh to slide in between her pussy lips. He let out a low groan of appreciation at her sodden state. Without warning, he plunged his index finger into her ready heat.

  “Oh!” Brooke cried, back arching as Sebastian slowly began to finger-fuck her with just that digit. Lost in the delicious sensation, she closed her eyes and let pleasure coil around her belly in a taut string. He hitched unerringly unto something deep inside her, waiting to set off like a spring gun. But even before that wire could get triggered, Sebastian withdrew his finger and spanked on her pussy lightly, bounding off her clit and making her gasp.

  “Not yet,” he told her, and she knew exactly what he meant, “And not without permission.”

  Brooke almost sobbed at the deprivation. She needed to come so bad! From the moment they’d walked in shirtless and muscle-bound, she’d been on fire for release. But she had no choice but to wait. And stew in her deepening excitement and arousal.

  “Now for your next lesson, little one,” murmured Jax, fingers entangling in her hair, tugging her face up. His free hand unzipped his fly. Brooke swallowed, eyes riveted to find that right before her line of vision was an impressive bulge encased beneath his black pants. It took moments for Jax to unleash his cock, and it left her gaping.

  It was bigger than any other she’d ever seen, and was getting bigger; harder. Before she could even recover from the sight of him, Sebastian had come round to the front, his own fly unbuttoned and his hand fisting his cock. Good lord. Sebastian was just as endowed, his member showing a slight curve as he stroked up and down with his fist.

  Both men had identical looks of anticipation on their faces as they stared at her lips, which felt swollen from the many times she’d had to bite hard on them to hold back a scream, or a plea. Now she wasn’t even sure where this Brooke came from; the one eager to take these beautiful cocks in her mouth. Caught off guard as she was by what they obviously expected of her, she’d never felt more willing to taste them on her tongue.

  She reached for each cock, ready to take them in either fist but Sebastian suddenly said, “You won’t need hands for this, beautiful.”

  Brooke felt a surge of panic, thinking she was about to be tied up or restrained in some way, yet knowing she wasn’t ready for that yet. To her relief, she was instructed to simply fold her arms behind her back and keep them out of the way while she pleasured them.

  Brooke’s arms linked behind her while her gaze stayed riveted on the long, hard and beautiful cocks so exceptionally displayed before her eyes and lips. Never had she imagined a scenario where she’d be made to service two cocks at the same time.

  Yet by the time she begun, it already felt like this was something she’d waited her whole adult life to experience for the first time.

  Jax; grabbing her hair, pulling her mouth toward his cock, commanding her to lick him, suck him. Then gently pushing her to Sebastian’s cock and guiding her do the same for him. Dear God; the forbidden lusciousness of it. To have her mouth used in such a way; first one cock and then the other sliding into her lips, stretching them till she ached. Taking their beautiful cocks deeper into her mouth than she’d ever dared before.

  Either dom had their own special taste and texture; each filled and thrilled her in his own way. Brooke felt lost in a torrent of insatiable desire, a dark shadow of lust over-hazing her mind as she gave in to the deliciously wicked nature of the scene. To feel so empowered; so free to indulge in the wildest acts of abandon that left her fingers desperate to know what they’d feel like in her grip. Yet she was glad to settle with pleasuring their swollen cocks with just her mouth, lips and tongue. And soon, her throat.

  A rush of wicked fire singed her skin, making Brooke lose the last shred of her inhibition. When Sebastian pushed his thick, pulsating shaft purposefully into her throat, she’d never felt so alive. Even the slight gagging urge did nothing to deter her. She loved this; loved the feel of steel and flesh upon her tongue. Loved the tangy taste of their pre-cum, coating her lips as they both rubbed their shafts over her nibbling lips.

  Those hands in her hair gripped tight, holding her in place while they thrust, one after another. Barely giving her enough time to breathe; to even think.

  Yet, Brooke could only relish the experience. It excited her; to be used this way. To be made to do this; made to please them with her mouth, to be reduced to nothing more than what they really were – animals in heat. Their deep growls of pleasure became music to her ears, as she felt drowned in their manly essences. Wantonly, she sucked on them, wanting to accept every inch into her unschooled mouth.

  She felt her pussy dripping with hot, wet need. Giving pleasure had never felt so good; so perfect – and she had never felt so hot for anything or anyone in her entire life. Two dominant lovers, making her theirs, claiming her as their own, forcing her to fulfill their every desire. And it had only just begun.

  Chapter Seven

  Somehow, she was flat on her back on the bed.

  Brooke wasn’t even sure when and how she got there. But she was freed from her corset, her full breasts exposed, her pussy barely encased in its black satin and lace panties. Her arms were lifted high above her head, where her hands gripped the antique iron headboard.

  “Keep them there and don’t move them unless told to do so,” she’d been told. She stared up at the mirrored ceiling and almost couldn’t believe the image provided. Her body had never looked so sexy or wanton, breasts heaving and full with need, her creamy pale skin reflecting in the hard lights from the lamps. And beside her, a hugely muscled frame settled as hands cupped one breast. In between her legs, a blond head rested, Sebastian laid on his stomach as he buried his face in her pussy.

  Explosive.


  Hot, searing pleasure erupted from the bundle of nerves at her crest, being teased by Sebastian’s tongue. His hands gripped round her bucking thighs, holding her lower half in place for his nibbling on her clit, his tongue-lashing of her slit. She screamed in pleasure.

  Her breasts in Jax’s hands came alive. He squeezed them, groped them. Teased and tweaked the nipples unrelentingly. Then he placed his mouth over her too. Sealed his lips around one nipple and tugged, bit, suckled. Brooke’s eyes rolled back in their sockets as light became dark. Bliss began agony as she was pushed right to the brink of reality.

  Never had she imagined how this would feel; to have two skilled mouths on her body all at once. Her most sensitive erogenous zones, pleasured by two different tongues and lips. Hands fondling and piercing. Teeth nipping, lips sucking on soft, pink flesh. Never letting up even as she begged and pleaded for mercy.

  Yet knowing full well that the last thing she wanted was either of them to stop their pleasurable assault.

  To make it even more of a torment was the fact she couldn’t get to touch them. Couldn’t bury her fingers in Jax’s dark hair or in Sebastian’s blond locks as they worked her over with their lips, teeth and hands.

  Moments before she was close to detonating, her dominant lovers changed places; Jax moving to her spread thighs while Sebastian came up to kneel by her head, guiding her to his cock which bobbed close to her lips.

  As Jax’s mouth latched hungrily to her clit, Brooke felt an answering hunger to fill her mouth once again with Sebastian’s delicious man meat. It was just as amazing as it had been before; to run her tongue over and underneath his broad tip; to feel him push in past her lips and even to the back of her tongue, almost as if he was jabbing her esophagus. And then to look up into his deep blue eyes, to watch the aching pleasure cross his face when her tongue circled that fleshy ridge that circled his cap; his breath growing ragged as she managed to deep-throat him again, and again, head bobbing incessantly. She felt like she could do this the whole night.