Captured Obedience

by Tasha Winters

  Paxton watched his girl release long and hard. He knew he should wait to introduce more ass play but she was so enticing and her sensitivity level in that region was incredible. As Zander strummed her clit to climax with his thumb and tongue, Paxton had inserted his finger in her pussy and then two more pressing on that special spot to prolong the intensity before returning one slippery finger in her backside, all while Sterling had drawn blood. He didn’t think his girl would stand for all of it at once and while she whimpered she said nothing else as she tripped over the peak to free fall into ecstasy. She obviously didn’t want the blood draw, but hey, love came in all forms and keeping her healthy and safe was a hard line around there.

  She had cried out in confused pain and pleasure, but Sterling was excellent in his delivery. It took nothing and with only a small amount of blood needed to run all the tests, he was in and out in a few seconds. They prolonged the fireworks a good deal longer than that, leaving her with only feelings of euphoria. But now the hard part came. They couldn’t perform the implantation during an orgasm. They had to do it with her aware of the procedure enough to remain still at the critical time. He leaned down to kiss her sex while Sterling kissed her lips and Zander, her breasts. In a few moments, the little rabbit came again. Surely, she was too tired to fight now. She looked so bemused and satiated. He had fallen in love with her.

  Knowing it was now or never, Sterling gave Zander a look and reached for the alcohol wipe. Zander cued Paxton, and then rolled her to face him. Paxton sandwiched her on the backside, pulling her long hair out of the way. Maya whimpered.

  Sterling moved into position. “It’s time to put the tiny helper inside now, honey. I’m going to give you a bit of numbing. It’ll be at the back of your head, under your hair. There will be a little sting, then that’ll be all. Do you need to cross your arms in front of you or will Pax and Zander holding you be enough?”

  “I don’t know.” Her fear made her voice tremble.

  Zander kissed her temple. “Okay, then cross your arms in front of you and I’ll hug you tight. Pax will sit behind you and hold your head steady. Okay? Now try not to move so Sterling can get it in fast and easy.”

  With everyone in place, Zander kissed her lips as Sterling made a miniscule cut in her skin, sliding in the device, and gluing the opening closed. It was over in a few moments. They immediately let Maya go and she sat up swiftly just like Zander’s animals after inoculations or Paxton’s trees after a storm, bouncing back no worse for the event. Paxton pulled her against his chest where he was sitting and kissed the unmolested side of her neck.

  “I love you, little rabbit. I’m sorry you were hurt.”

  She snuggled in deeper and then sat up sharply, clipping Pax’s chin.

  “Ahh… what the hell, baby?” Paxton exclaimed, rubbing a bit of blood from his chin.

  “What? Is that my blood?” Maya asked.

  “Yes, and I see the implant is working already. Your words are flowing.”

  “Sorry, sorry. Paxton, don’t wipe that blood off,” Maya said. “Don’t wipe it. Sterling, where is your knife?”

  Sterling gave her a look, but picked it up off the tray.

  “Bring it here and I need everyone’s thumb.” The looks were universally worried, and she smiled. “Trust me.” Her grin widened. She broke the skin on all three men’s thumbs and rubbed them all together in an old blood-brother-pact display.

  “Right, now what you need to do is mix all the blood together.” She smeared them with her own blood, still on Sterling’s hand. “Good. Now we have a strong medicine to keep Lakan from harming you. We are one. Lakan cannot defend himself against four. He is a coward and will not try.”

  “I hope you’re right, baby,” said Sterling. “I hope you’re right.”

  It was quiet for a few restful moments and then, “Well little family, it seems like we haven’t all consummated this coming together. Sterling, you take top, Zander and I’ll take bottom and we will meet at the great coming of Maya.

  “What? Wait!” She giggled and moaned. Her voice firmed. “I want to touch you. You may not touch me if I may not touch you.”

  “Who said you couldn’t touch?” asked Zander.

  “Paxton did,” she pouted.

  “Pouting little rabbits get spanked.” He rolled her hip just enough to land a light stingy smack to her bottom and then rubbed it in. Using his spanking hand to get his message across, he disengaged the translation program. They left Maya to decipher his meaning. It wasn’t hard.

  She tried to turn over, but he didn’t let her, bringing her leg over his shoulder, opening her wide to Zander. Then he snapped another slap on her bottom before rubbing the sting in. The other two lovers teased her sensitive spots. Zander played with her clit and Sterling leaned in to kiss her lips with his tongue in full engagement, pinching her nipples smartly. Maya fought the overwhelming angst building up, her face twisting in the effort to control her body. Pax watched her closely and then he pinched her other nipple and slapped her ass three times. Her climax was powerful.

  Sterling smiled. “I don’t think we need to explain that spankings can be sexy.”

  “Yeah, I think she got that message,” agreed Paxton as he rubbed her assaulted bottom.

  “God, so did I,” said Zander. “She burned and exploded like a Roman candle.”

  Sterling stripped and slid beside her, taking her breast in his eager mouth, careful to be gentle, and teasing the tightening nipple with his hot tongue. She reached for his manhood and massaged it.

  Zander had dropped his pants and briefs, crawling between her legs, teasing her puffy sex. Her free hand reached down to run through his dark hair. Pax took his pants and underwear off in one movement, grabbing the other breast and loving it with tenderness as he caressed her belly. Sterling moved up to kiss her neck, replacing his mouth with his hand on her nipple.

  Zander took her first, sinking deep as the other two men allowed Maya free access to their bodies, which soon became almost unbearable. Finding a sensitive spot, Zander made sure she was begging before he brought her over the edge and grunted his completion as he released in the clenching muscles surrounding his cock.

  They were resting and touching Maya when she turned her big brown eyes onto Paxton’s hazel ones. “Please love me too?”

  “Honey, I don’t want you to be too sore.”

  “But I won’t be whole until you do. I won’t be fully yours. Don’t you want me?”

  That was all it took. He flipped her over and brought her up on her knees. He looked at Sterling, “Any physical reason she can’t take me this way, this soon after Zander?”

  “None at all. Well, I don’t recommend backdoor breaching. She’s not prepared.”

  “Great, because my little rabbit here,” he slapped her ass with a snap, “is comfortable enough to manipulate me and I want there to be no misunderstanding when I take her, that manipulation is always rewarded.” His hand slapped her other southern cheek.

  “I’m sorry. I just wanted you to mate with me.”

  “Make love to you, Maya. Because it is love.”

  “Yes, make love to me.”

  “Gentlemen, I’ll handle this end if you’ll handle the rest.” He tapped her back entrance. “This will be mine soon, little rabbit. As soon as I teach you how.”

  He pushed inside her sheath without further warning, fingering her ass cheeks and dark button as he slipped in and out of her engorged sex. He gripped her hips hard. She imagined he’d leave marks. It made her wetter imagining them in the mirror. He changed positions, reaching even deeper into her place made for him. She could feel the deep muscle tremors in her belly.

  “I’m not waiting for you to come, Maya, so if you want it, you had better come soon, love.”

  Paxton was a rougher lover, but she expected no woman walked away hungry when he was finished loving her. Maya would know who to go to if she had a particular itch to scratch and when she needed more, she would now know how to get tha
t, too.

  The ancient rhythm entranced her again. The teasing of her body and her hand on Sterling’s sac excited her. He pushed her forward every time he pounded his hard body against her softer one. The beat was mesmerizing, violent, primitive. She could focus on nothing but that ancient beat and the orgasm, clawing to reach her release. One final slap and pinch of her clit released her beast, sending her soaring and her clenching sex took her lover right over the edge with her.

  They cleansed her with warm cloths and moisturized her skin with magnolia lotion until she fell asleep. Maya’s men then lay all around her and spoke about their next move as she slept.

  “She’s ours now. We need to make this a permanent arrangement.”

  Zander nodded. “On the internet we are allowed multiple marriages. Which means we make the ceremony good for Maya and send in the completed forms to the government.”

  “Yes, make it more like she’s used to. I don’t care about how it happens so long as it’s accomplished. Fast,” agreed Pax.

  “Her documents to make it legal might be trickier,” said Sterling. “But there are many immigrants with no records and we create documents for them. I’ll find out how that’s done and start the process. I’ll switch the work on guardianship to documentation.”

  “The implant should help us show she’s ready for permanent residency,” Zander said.

  Paxton sat up with determination. “With that paper in hand, we can marry her in no time.”

  Zander smiled. “Then time for a decision. But I agree it all needs to happen sooner rather than later, because she could be procreating even as we speak.”

  “Well, probably not, technically,” added Sterling.

  Paxton snorted. “I don’t know about you two, but I know my little swimmers are active and strong. It’s most likely in the process right now.”

  Zander slapped Paxton on the back and carefully got out of the bed with as little disturbance as possible. “Good to know there will be a little competition for my guys.”

  Sterling barked a laugh and then covered his mouth so as not to wake their exhausted bride to be. “The next days will be an adjustment for her with all the stimuli that will bombard her brain while it learns to process the information from the chip integration. She could get testy.”

  “We can handle that. I’m worried she’ll lose her own language and culture.” Zander frowned his concern as he looked at his sweetheart.

  “I’ve programmed the chip with great care to detail. Her first language is interfaced with the Unified English language, so she won’t lose her native tongue fluency. I’ve set up a program that responds to her in her native tongue. It makes things easier for her retention. She accesses the program and starts a conversation. Since it’s all artificial intelligence, the response is appropriate. Not like earlier canned versions.”

  “I guess I’m the one who needs to teach her the computer skills, right?”

  “Zander, you’re the natural choice. Your skills are better than ours. I’ll teach her how to defend herself.”

  “Great, Sterling affects her assimilation, I teach her computer skills, and Pax teaches her to kick butt.”

  “Hey, don’t knock it ‘til you’ve tried it. Besides, she has kicking butt down pat. No further instruction needed.” Pax chuckled as they walked toward the hallway. A coyote howled into the late afternoon light sending chills up their collective spines.

  “And then, there’s Lakan to take care of. She won’t ever be ours until he is destroyed or sent back to where he came from.”

  The moans of dismay were the last sounds she heard as her men left the room. Maya rolled over and snuggled into the male scents in the bedding. She loved them all, but she knew as well as her lovers that the easy part was over, and the hard part had just begun.

  Chapter 12

  Maya wandered in the kitchen looking for food and found the room empty. That hadn’t happened before, and she hoped it meant they had progressed to a more relaxed approach to her day. She found her handheld computer on the table. Maya tapped the screen as she thought how she could never have dreamed this way of life. It was irritating for some unknown reason when the automated message from Sterling came on.

  Nothing was simple in this world. She was tired of being told what to do, and having her choices made for her every day. It had been long enough, and she wanted to stop this assimilation thing that Sterling kept demanding she do.

  She had things that needed to get done now that she was fulfilling her destiny with her men. Thinking of the mating yesterday in the afternoon and evening brought a smile to her face today, but she was sore. She had fruit and meat and then found herbs to soak in before leaving the assimilation chore and working on fulfilling the rest of her purpose.

  Maya listened to the information Sterling had put on the talking screen as she ate. She smiled when she saw his face but frowned when she heard the words coming from it.

  “Now that your implant is in place, I need you to go slow today. The chaos in your head as you go through your morning will frustrate you, but I have every confidence you’ll adjust soon.”

  She spoke to the talking face. “I don’t need you to tell me what to do, you know. I’m not brainless.”

  “I know you don’t want to hear this but I’m saying it anyway. Do not leave the protection of the house. I don’t want you to get outside Darla’s protective eye until we’re sure you can handle things with the implant.”

  “That’s not fair. I need sunshine to touch me.”

  “One of us will go out with you later when the sun is not so intense. I’ve left you a packet of soothing herbs for your aching body. Don’t say it doesn’t ache. That would be a lie. Zander will punish you if he hears any lies.”

  “I’m talking to a moving picture not to his face. He won’t know if I’m truthful or growing two heads.” She backchatted the recording.

  “It doesn’t matter whether or not he is there. It isn’t a good habit to get into.”

  It amazed her that he could anticipate her responses even before she had turned on the machine and spoken them. Could he read her thoughts all the time now? Did he know her so well that he knew what she’d say before she did? That irritated her as well.

  Zander spoke from the door. “You do know Sterling can hear you, right? We all can.” He held up his arm and tapped the watch screen.

  “I don’t care. I don’t want to stay inside. And I don’t want to sit in front of that screen and learn any more things. I’m talking better, and I understand better. I’m learning what the words for items are and most words flash a picture in my head so why am I doing this anyway? There are many other things that I need to work on.”

  He sat in the chair next to her. “Like what?”

  “Like…” She closed her mouth and she shrugged instead. “I need to be outside helping Paxton with the harvesting or working with the new animals.” She waved her arm in the air. “Or learning to use these strange machines so I can cook.”

  He watched her carefully for a moment. “You know omitting the truth is still a lie, right?”

  She stared into his serious face. “I know.”

  “Then you should tell me what you started to say. I don’t want to stop you from leaving the house ever, but if I have any idea you might not be safe, that’s what will happen.”

  She jumped up, her chair crashing onto the floor. It startled her, but it didn’t put her off her path. “I want to be free. I need to choose my own responsibilities.”

  Paxton walked in and grabbed a glass. “Sounds like the honeymoon is over. Give her an implant and get the attitude.”

  Zander took a deep breath and exhaled his frustration. “Yep. She wants to make her own choices, but she is not truthful about what she wants to do.”

  “I don’t have to tell you, any of you, what I’m doing. I’ve learned enough about your time to know I’m allowed to make my own decisions and I don’t need your permission.”

  “Fair enough but in t
his household, we will always want to know what you’re doing and if you are safe. There will always be consequences to defiant behavior that causes your security to be threatened. However, now you have less freedoms because you’re not official yet. Your assimilation is not yet complete. But since you mentioned cooking again, I can help there. I’m telling you to learn how to use the kitchen equipment. Have Darla bring up instructions on how to work them and read them to you. But don’t leave the house.”

  “That is not acceptable.”

  “Neither is withholding information. Think about it. The only way a relationship like ours can work is if we’re honest. You’re not holding up your part of the honesty requirement. I choose to keep you inside for your own safety. Do you want to tell me now?”

  “There is nothing to tell you.”

  “Okay, have it your way. I’m disappointed. Darla, Maya is not to leave the house.”

  “Yes, Professor.”

  “And she is to learn the uses for the kitchen equipment and how to cook.”

  “Yes, Professor.” He reached over to the dispenser and drew out a bottle of water and kissed Maya on the lips before walking out of the house to go back to work.

  “That is not fair.” Maya spoke to the room at large but Paxton was still there leaning on the counter.

  “Sounds fair to me. If we don’t know what you plan to do, then we must assume it could be dangerous or put you in harm’s way. That will always be unacceptable.”

  Paxton watched her show the first signs of discontent and sighed in relief. The honeymoon was truly over and now they could work on getting down to the important, forever stuff. She had to work through this crazy new world for herself, but they couldn’t give in to her not so hidden agenda. Although a small part of him wanted to say the hell with it and blow up that Lakan guy.