“Attention everyone, I just wanted to announce that…”
Oh crap
“Shut up,” she hissed, red faced at the thought of people knowing. It seemed like she cared more than she thought she did.
“Will you do what we say?” Speed asked when he turned to look at her from the driver’s seat.
“Yes.” Bloody pushy men.
Templeton smiled at the few staff members that had stopped at his words.
“…I hope you all have a pleasant evening.”
Delaware sighed in relief. Just what was in store for her now?
* * * *
Forty minutes later, Delaware was strung up in the middle of a plush, red room with her arms bent and secured above her head.
“Where are we?” Delaware asked again. The two men had escorted her into the plain fronted building on Alice Street in the city. No one in the bland looking lobby batted an eyelid when they saw the handcuffs on her wrists. In fact they smiled.
“Just a private club where members get to use the rooms,” Speed explained, making sure the restraints were firm but not too tight.
The two men were already naked and erect, and she would have been insensible not to know what they planned to happen. While she wanted that herself, Delaware could not work out why she had been strung up like some puppet.
“Well, what ever your plan is, it’s not going to work while I’m still clothed.” To her, it would have been logical to strip her first, and then restrain her.
Speed picked up a large pair off shears from a table, covered in all sorts of unusual looking objects. He began methodically slicing through her clothes.
“Hey! What am I supposed to wear when I leave here?” There was no way she was walking naked out of the building. She hadn’t lost all her inhibitions.
“We’ll worry about that when it happens.” Templeton told her, the last shred of fabric covering her body fell to the floor. He touched her face, his finger sliding along her lower lip
“You have been very naughty today.”
As much as Delaware wanted to suck that finger into her mouth she refrained. She wasn’t about to let them know this was turning her on.
“I’m not at your beck and call Mr. McAdam. Or yours, blondie.” She saw Speed smile at her words.
“Oh, but you are. When you said no to me today I was very disappointed in you.” Templeton’s hands trailed down her neck to her breasts.
When the palms of both his hands rubbed against her nipples she shivered.
“I do what I like. Bite me if you don’t like it,” she told him flippantly.
Templeton immediately dropped his hands, bent down, and bit her on the ass.
“Hey!” Delaware yelped as his teeth nipped at her butt cheek.
“You invited me to.”
“Why are you doing this to me?”
Speed leaned against the table full of equipment and gazed at her.
“Because we love you.”
Delaware snorted at his words.
“You don’t love me. This is just sex.” She knew it was more than that but she needed to hear it from their lips.
“Is that all it is to you?” Speed picked up a long handled instrument from the table and walked over to stand behind her.
“Yes,” Delaware lied, trying to see what he had in his hand. Templeton put his hand to her waist and stopped her from turning around. He rubbed his penis against her stomach. She shivered at the sensation.
“Liar,” Speed murmured, then he smacked the flogger down on her ass.
“Oww! What was that?” It felt like a lash made up of many leather thongs.
“Answer me.” Speed smacked her again.
Holy crap. That stung. She gritted her teeth and panted as the lash came down on her ass once more.
“My answer is you don’t know me and you cannot make me do or believe things I do not want to.” The lash came down her on fleshy butt again. It stung but in an exciting way. Pain? Exciting? Strangely, it was. She could feel herself getting wet in anticipation.
“We know you better than you know yourself.” He lashed her again, while Templeton looked on and smiled.
“You know nothing.” The more the lash bit into her flesh the more she liked it. Delaware had never understood the whole sadomasochism thing before, but now she was beginning to see the attraction. “Are you trying to kill me?” If so, this was the way Delaware wanted to go.
‘We only want to pleasure you,” Templeton responded as he rubbed himself contentedly against her.
“With whatever that is? Fuck off.” She sighed happily as the flogger touched her skin once more. “Oww, that really hurts.”
Templeton threw back his head and laughed at her words.
“No it doesn’t. I can see you’re enjoying it.” He placed his hands between her legs. “I can feel how much you like it. You’re beautifully wet.”
“Well, maybe I have to get my thrills another way if you boys aren’t man enough to fuck me.” She eyed her boss with mock distain. “Not up to the challenge, ‘darlin’?”
Speed threw down the flogger, and came to stand beside Templeton.
“You know, I wanted to drag this out and tease you into a frenzy, but I am so fucking hard, I am going to explode.” He looked at his friend. “I say fuck now and play some more later.”
“Hell yeah,” Templeton agreed. He put his hands under Delaware’s ass, and lifted her up. “Front or back, man?”
“Either, I plan to have our Miss Brooks in every way possible tonight.” Speed moved behind her once more. “What a pretty pink bottom you have.”
Delaware wrapped her legs around Templeton’s waist and pushed her ass back against Speed. There was something so exiting about being suspended in the air and unable to do anything, but be under the control of two men whose sole aim was to bring her pleasure. Delaware cried in relief as Templeton rammed his cock to the hilt and their mouths met in a deep, wet kiss. When Speed pushed into her from behind, she sighed against Templeton’s lips and dropped her back against Speed’s shoulder. There was something so wicked about enjoying two, hot cocks stuffed inside her at the same time. She hazily thought about condoms, but she wanted to feel them shooting up inside her as they drove her to an orgasm. She felt Templeton tense.
“Condoms,” he growled as he started to pull out of her body.
“No, keep going.” Delaware was fully aware of what she was doing, and she did not want to stop.
“Are you sure?” Speed whispered in her ear. “We want to protect you always.”
It was then that she knew in her heart she would never want anyone but these two men. They were hers, for life
“Yes, you both belong to me.” She screamed the last word out as she came with her men, plunging over the crest in orgasmic bliss. Her fate was sealed. “I am yours.”
Chapter Nine
After the night at the club, both men had given Delaware a couple of days to recuperate. She’d had more sex in one evening than she had experienced in a life time, and she needed the rest and relaxation. She had been shocked at how many times she had come under the hard bodies that melded so nicely with hers. Delaware appreciated the fact that Speed and Templeton had given her a break, although now she was ready to be with them again.
They had met up at her home, ready for a night together. However, an unexpected phone call had changed all that.
Templeton looked grim after he terminated the call on his mobile.
“That was the security company. There was a break-in at my house.”
Delaware was horrified.
“What did they take?”
“My entertainment center was the only thing touched.” He looked at Speed. “It appears they took all the film of us together.”
“What?” Delaware shrieked. She knew about all the times they had filmed her. It made Delaware hot, and she had been looking forward to seeing the movies. But knowing someone else may view them made her feel physically sick. She saw the worry
on her lover’s faces and a horrible thought struck her.
“What’s wrong, darlin’?” Templeton reached over and pulled her to him.
“A man’s been calling me.”
“What man?” Speed asked.
“Well I thought it was one of you playing games. The voice on the phone kept saying, ‘I know what you did last night’.”
Speed smacked his hand into his fist. “Did he sound familiar?”
“No, his voice was hoarse and muffled.” Delaware felt so stupid not telling them sooner.
The two men looked at each other in concern.
“Do you think this man has been watching us together?” Speed asked his friend.
“Yes, and somehow he found out about the film.”
“We have to tell the police.”
Delaware was horrified. It was all so sordid and scary, but the less people who knew, the better in her book.
“Do we have to?” She knew her face was bright red with mortification. “I’m not embarrassed about us, but the film was private and if the police know…”
“And we’ll do our best to keep it that way,” Templeton promised, and then he kissed her.
* * * *
The two men left Delaware secured in her house and went to talk to the police. She elected not to go. She was too embarrassed to have people knowing what she did in private with her men. It was no one’s business but her own.
“Let no one in,” Speed told her just before he had left.
Delaware assured them she wouldn’t, but when the burly man kicked in her front door, letting or not letting anyone in seemed like a moot point.
“What do you want?” She screamed at the man who man charged straight for her.
“You, whore. You will never ignore me again. “
Ignore him? How? When?
Delaware thought he looked vaguely familiar, but she didn’t plan to stop and have a good look at him. Instead she ran for the phone. However, as soon as she picked it up the man was on her. His meaty hand closed around her wrist painfully, forcing her to drop it. Delaware fought hard to stop him as he dragged her down the hall in the direction of her bedroom. That he even knew where it was sickened her. This was the man who had been watching her, even in her own home.
“I want to fuck you like they fucked you.” He lifted her over the threshold of her room and barred the only exit with the sheer size of his body. “I want my turn. I have since I saw you coming out braless from the men’s toilets at Noir. Women like you need to learn a hard lesson when it comes to treating men with respect. “
It was then that she remembered who he was.
“You’re the bouncer from the bar.” Great. I have a fucking bunny boiler after me. Whatever he thought she did or did not do to him, Delaware knew by the look in his eyes, he was beyond rational discussion.
“Yeah, and I’m going to bounce on you some.”
Delaware screamed long and loud, trying to attract some attention. All it got her was a hard smack on the mouth. She felt her lip split open on impact.
“I have only got the one dick, but its prime meat, and I’ll make sure I shove it in every hole you liked to be fucked in.” The bouncer grabbed her and threw her down on the bed. “I’ve watched those tapes. I know what you like, you perverted bitch.”
Delaware tried to struggle, but it was impossible. He was bigger and stronger. Despite that, there was no way she was going to go easily. She scratched his face, gouging his cheek with her fingernails, and kicked out at his shins. Her action had little impact on the man. He just struck her again. She staggered backward to get away from him. Was she imagining it in her woozy state or did she hear the sound of feet thundering down the hall.
Please God let it be so.
Speed launched himself at the man and pulled him away from Delaware. Templeton rushed over to take Delaware out of harm’s way.
“Why did you come back?” She asked in a daze as she clutched at him. “I mean, I’m glad you did but how did you know I needed you?”
“Call it gut instinct. We were almost at the police station when we wondered if the guy was waiting for a chance to take you.” He touched her bloody lip tenderly. “Are you okay?”
“Yes, thanks to you two.” Delaware watched as Speed slammed his fist into the man’s face.
“I really want to beat the shit out of him,” Templeton growled.
“Go ahead─slug him for me.”
Templeton smiled at her and shook his head.
“Nah, two against one is not fair. I’ll wait until Speed tires then I’ll step in.”
“Thank you.” Delaware kissed his cheek softly.
“What for? We love you, darlin’. We will always protect you.”
Epilogue
“I want the sofa over there,” Delaware said as she stood with her hands on her hips and glared at the two men.
“Darlin’, it’s my house and it’s staying where it is,” Templeton told her. He sat down on the piece of furniture in question.
“I thought the point of moving in together was so we could all share things.” She looked to Speed for assistance. The idea was to live together, enjoying each other as only those in love could.
Speed held his hands up in surrender and smiled at her words.
“I’m not getting involved in a sofa dispute.”
“Chicken.” Delaware stuck out her tongue at him. She turned her attention back to Templeton. “I bet I can make you change your mind.” She walked over to him and dropped to her knees.
“Go ahead and give it your best shot, darlin’.”
Delaware scooted in between his open legs and undid his fly. His cock jumped out, ready do whatever she bid of it. She leaned in and licked the tip. Templeton growled low in his throat. He positively choked when she sucked the hard flesh into her mouth.
“Oh man,” Speed groaned and knelt behind Delaware. He flipped up her skirt and ran his hand from the top of her ass down to her clit. “You’re so wet.”
Delaware let the cock she was sucking slide from her mouth.
“Teaching you boys a lesson always makes me wet.” She turned around to look at Speed. “What are you going to about it?”
“I love you, princess,” Speed said just before he rammed his shaft into her dripping core.
“And I love you both, but you drive me crazy sometimes.” She squealed as Speed drilled deep.
“Hey, I love you too, what about my lesson?” Templeton’s eyes were alight with love when he looked at her.
“Are you going to move the sofa?”
“No,” he chuckled.
“Naughty, naughty boy,” she murmured, and then her mouth sucked his shaft inside once more.
“I love living together,” Templeton sighed as the woman they loved went about teaching them a lesson.
About the Author
Amarinda Jones believes anything is possible and sometimes just asking for the impossible will surprise someone enough that they will give it to you. Writing is like that. Put it out there and wait for a response. There is always the possibility you may fall on your ass, but after all, that's what cellulite is for. Amarinda believes in taking chances, speaking her mind and aging disgracefully. Twenty years from now she plans on being the neighborhood witch that all the kids are scared of. But then, everyone has to have a hobby.
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