by Sara Fields
“What? I will not!” she responded, aghast at his request.
“I’ll start drawing the bath,” Cole said, looking at her with a softened expression. “You best listen to Luke, little one, you won’t like the consequences if you don’t.”
“Why don’t you draw the bath and then leave? I’ll clean myself.”
“That isn’t how this works, sexy. We are going to bathe you and I expect that you will listen to me when I tell you to do something. Right away. I want to see that naked body of yours and I want to see it right now.” Luke stood in front of her, his voice suddenly turning very stern.
She stared back at him, unbelieving his audacity and forwardness. She hardly knew these men and they expected her to get naked all of a sudden for them? Crossing her arms over her chest, she pushed her hips to the side.
“There’s no way I’m getting naked for you. You will both draw a bath for me and then leave the room. I’ll come out when I’m done.”
The smirk that came over Luke’s face made her stomach feel as though it dropped to her toes. She glanced over at Cole as she heard the water hit the sides of the tub to see him shake his head and flashed her eyes back to the man in front of her.
Luke’s hands shot forward and grabbed the neckline of her dress. Within seconds, the sound of ripping material met her ears and she gasped in shock as the fabric tore straight down her torso. He hardly even exerted any energy as the cloth parted, revealing her breasts to his view. He pushed the dress off her shoulders and down her arms and before she knew it, she was naked, having not been provided any protection with a bra or pair of panties.
“Now, gorgeous, when I tell you to take your clothes off for me, I expect you to obey without question. When I want access to your body, you are to give it to me. I will have you as often as I want and you will not question me.”
She shivered in front of him and didn’t move as his hand wrapped gently around her wrist. Unbelievably, he quickly sat down on the wide ledge of the tub and pulled her naked form over his knees. His other hand patted her bottom, promising her future discipline.
“Wait! What are you doing?” she cried out, having realized at the last possible second what was about to happen. She’d been in the presence of these men only a short time and already she was about to get another spanking.
“I’m going to give this delicious ass something to remind you to obey me when I tell you to do something. On Ollorin, wives are spanked when they disobey their mates and you will be no different.”
His hand smacked against her right cheek then and she squealed at the sudden sting. She’d avoided getting spanked by Tobias for the last couple of days and had actually envisioned the memory as a terribly erotic experience. He had rubbed her clit and caused her to come while over his knees, her bottom still hot from his palm.
Now that she was getting another one, she had forgotten how much it had hurt!
Luke spanked her much more quickly than Tobias, much more punishing in his style than the other. She kicked and squirmed, but there was no escaping the harsh blows from Luke’s hand.
“Owww! Luke! Please stop!”
“Will you deny me again, babe?”
“No! I won’t deny you again! I promise!”
“Good. Now let’s finish this punishment so I don’t have to revisit this topic ever again.”
He spanked both sides of her bottom and his smacks seemed to get harder than before. He started to focus on the lower curve of her cheeks and she cried out in dismay. Her feet hammered the floor as tears prickled at the corners of her eyes. A single one escaped and journeyed down her cheek and at once, she started to cry. Her body shook and Luke spanked her once more on each side before gathering her in his arms, holding her close to his chest.
His manly scent surrounded her, spices muted with a hint of vanilla wafting around her.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered, her voice catching with a hiccup.
“Don’t worry, babe, all is forgiven,” he said, while gathering her even closer to him, his other hand rubbing her back. Even freshly spanked, she felt cared for in his arms, secure and safe. There was something about him that made her smile. His cool confidence, his likable nature, the way he called her sexy or gorgeous all the time, seemed to hit all of her buttons. Despite the fact that he had just punished her, she wasn’t angry at all. In his arms, she felt like the only girl in the world. She felt like his girl.
“The bath is prepped, Luke, whenever you two are ready,” Cole said in a gentle tone.
“You okay, babe? Ready to get pampered?” Luke said, looking deep into her eyes with a lopsided smile on his face. She couldn’t help but giggle at the sight, her tears long dried, before he picked her up and slowly deposited her straight in the warm water. She hissed slightly as her hot bottom cheeks touched the warm liquid, but quickly sighed as the heat enveloped her skin. Cole had drawn a perfect bath, complete with aromatic oils of lavender and roses. Just being in the water was already incredibly soothing on its own.
“Come over to me,” Cole said. “Let me take care of you. It pleases me greatly to do so,” he added as she looked over at him.
“I’ll get in with her and start massaging some oils into her feet,” Luke offered and she couldn’t help but turn back to him as she made her way over to Cole. The tub was so big she had to stand and walk over to him, the water reaching to about mid-thigh on her legs. Sitting down in the shallow seat beside him, she stared as Luke began to disrobe.
When he took off his shirt, she couldn’t help it as her mouth fell open in surprise. His ab muscles were incredibly well defined and his chest was no different. His corded biceps bulged as he threw his shirt on the nearby counter and she saw the veins in his forearms pop slightly as he undid his belt. Pushing his jeans down from his waist, he kicked off his shoes and was left in only a pair of dark boxers. The angles of his waist veered down and a smattering of dark blond hair drove down from his lower abs too, hidden by the soft material.
His fingertips threaded into the band of his underwear and he happened to catch the look on her face, grinning boldly in response.
“Like what you see, gorgeous?”
Groaning, she covered her eyes in embarrassment, but was unable to help herself from peeking between her fingers with curiosity. What would the unmistakable bulge underneath the fabric look like? How big would it be?
Slowly, she dropped her hands from her face as his boxers descended down his tree trunk-sized thighs. His cock sprang forth, hard, longer, and larger than she could have ever imagined. Its bulbous head bounced a little and she gasped in surprise.
“How will that ever fit inside me,” she wondered, only having realized she said it aloud at the last very second.
“Don’t worry, baby, it’ll fit just fine,” Luke said with a lewd wink and she couldn’t help but giggle somewhat nervously at the thought.
Just then, she felt Cole take a hold of her hair. He took it in both fists and gently guided her head underwater, only wetting the strands on her head and getting none in her eyes. She heard the pump of a shampoo bottle, once, then twice before he started massaging her scalp. With a moan, she was lost in his care.
Luke took a hold of one of her legs, guiding her foot out of the water. He squirted some oil into his palm and began rubbing it into her skin. Another moan escaped her lips, overwhelmed by the sudden sensations in her body. Never before had she been taken care of so thoroughly, and her body reacted with sudden force. Four hands kneaded her skin, and her nipples pebbled painfully as her clit throbbed in between her thighs, desperate for their touch.
She felt Cole’s lips breathe against her ear before he whispered to her, “That’s it, kitten, just relax and let us take care of you. You deserve it after such a long journey.”
A shiver raced down her spine despite the warmness of the water.
“It’s been less than an hour and the two of you are already spoiling her,” a gruff voice said and she knew it was Tobias without opening her
eyes. His tone sounded mildly amused, so she smiled in response.
“It’s rather nice, sir,” she said softly.
“I bet it is,” he chuckled. “Arrangements for the ceremony are all set for this evening. Until then, we have free time to get to know our mate.”
She opened her eyes and took in his serious expression, then saw the smug look on Luke’s face, turned her head to see the caring appearance of Cole, and decided that having been sold to the savages was in fact, not as terrible as she first imagined. Her bottom still a little sore, she smiled a little.
Cole then took a handful of her hair and guided her head backwards, rinsing the shampoo out of her hair. When he was finished, he pumped a delectable smelling conditioner into her locks, before massaging a few oils into each strand, making it softer and suppler than ever before. When he finally finished with her hair, he rubbed some oil into her shoulders, easing out some of the knots that had formed in the course of her travel. Luke continued to wash her body, his touch lingering over every pore and she groaned, enjoying every second of their ministrations. When the two of them finally finished, Luke picked her up and passed her to Cole, dripping wet, into the softest towel she had ever felt as it caressed her clean, sensitive skin.
When she was dry, Cole helped her climb into a plush robe and brought her to the living room. He sat down on the couch and had her kneel in front of him, so that he could brush the tangles out of her hair. She leaned into his touch and watched as Tobias and Luke took seats on the matching sofa with them. Their smoldering looks toward her had her thighs quivering. She had no doubt that having all three claiming her at once would be the hottest experience she would ever have.
Her pussy moistened and she felt her juices slide down her thighs, her wetness blatantly obvious to her since she wasn’t wearing any panties.
“Tobias?” she asked softly.
“What is it, Aimee?”
“Will you tell me about this mating ceremony you mentioned earlier?”
“It is customary for our people, once a marriage has been arranged, to perform a mating ceremony. We will enter a sacred space, prepared by our priests and witnessed by the gods and his bishops. Luke, Cole, and I will mate with you, each one of us marking you with our seed to claim you as ours. Upon completion of this ceremony, you will be considered as our wife to the Ollorin people. In other words, their official queen in both body and soul.”
“You can’t all seriously mean to fuck me, one after another!”
“Tsk, watch your language, little one,” Cole admonished her lightly.
“I’m sorry. I just… I’ve never had a man before,” she whined, wringing her hands in trepidation.
“As the Ollorin commander, I will lay claim to you first. You mustn’t worry, I will be gentle this time. After that, I can’t make any promises though as to how long and how hard I will take you,” Tobias warned, causing goosebumps to emerge over the surface of her skin. His tone was dark and full of promise and she both dreaded and looked forward to exactly what he meant.
“I’m just looking forward to seeing you naked the whole time. You’re just so damn sexy, babe, you know that?” Luke said, his grin growing more lopsided by the second. “Maybe I’ll make you ride me like a cowgirl. Hmmmmm… Oh, the things I could do to you…”
“You’re going to feel so good after we’re done with you, as long as you’re a good girl, of course.” Cole’s voice sounded gentle as he brushed her hair.
“You will be expected to submit to all our desires in time, but that will take time and training on your part. Both Cole and I will begin to train your bottom immediately, so that you will be prepared to take our cocks there,” Tobias warned and she heard Cole chuckle behind her.
“I picked out the prettiest plug for your little bottom, Aimee. It’s got a gem on the base that we will all be able to admire when it’s deep in your tight hole.”
“Oh, my God!” she exclaimed, covering her reddening face with her fingers.
“I think you should go fetch it, Cole. I’d be very happy to know that our mate will be walking into the ceremony with a butt plug deep in her tight little ass,” Tobias grinned. “Now, get up, Aimee, bend over the arm of the couch, and spread your cheeks for your men.”
“You can’t be serious.”
“Don’t make me ask again, mate. You know what happens when I have to tell you to do something twice, don’t you?”
“You spank me, sir,” she answered quietly, feeling herself flush with embarrassment and desire.
“Up with you now, little one. I’ll go get your new plug,” Cole said sweetly, yet with expectation. He offered her a hand and helped her to stand up. She glanced from Luke, who looked very amused, to Tobias, whose expression was darkening by the second. Not wanting a second spanking that day, she made her way to the edge of the sofa and nudged her robe down her shoulders. Much to her dismay, she felt her nipples pebble painfully as her breasts grew heavy. Her body betrayed her, wanting more of her men’s commands and her juices began to slide down her thighs. She knew that once she bent over and bared herself to them, they would be able to see the obvious signs of her arousal.
“We don’t have all day. Let’s go,” Tobias ordered and she rushed in order to submit to him. She heard Cole disappear down the hall and then return a short time later. Bent over the armrest, she moved her hands backwards and whined when she gripped either side of her bottom.
Rough pads caressed her ass, running across each cheek until they drifted up her cleft, just grazing her tight little star enough to make her jump a little bit.
“She hasn’t experienced much back here, has she, Commander?” Cole asked.
“Nope. She’s got a virgin bottom too as far as I’m concerned. The medical examination indicated she’s receptive though. You can see the evidence between her legs right now.”
Her pussy clenched, achingly empty, as more of her juices escaped from her lonely channel. It was incredibly arousing knowing that all three men could see all of her secret places at that very moment. Her hips bucked a little when Cole ran his thumb over her bottom hole once more, spreading some sort of cool liquid over the tight rim of muscle. She remembered what it felt like to have a plug there before and she peeked back at Cole, only to realize that this particular cone-shaped object was definitely larger than the one she had experienced with Tobias and the doctor.
Whining in protest, she didn’t dare let go of her bottom cheeks, knowing that Tobias would spank her right away if she disobeyed his command. Feeling the cool steel of the plug caress against her over-sensitized skin, she keened as it pressed against her tight rosette. The tip slid inside her without much fight, already very well lubricated. From then on, she felt the object begin to stretch her bottom as Cole pushed it steadily inside her. The thicker it got, the more uncomfortable it felt and she groaned as her body reacted to it. At its widest point, she panicked a little and clenched her bottom cheeks together, and was surprised with a very solid spank to her ass as a result.
“Good girls keep their naughty little bottoms open for their men,” Cole chided and she felt herself blush intensely. “Relax and open your bottom, kitten. This plug is going deep in your ass whether you like it or not. Bear down and it will be easier for you.”
She did her best to follow his direction and had to take a couple of deep breaths before she was able to relax a little bit. Arching her back toward him, she pushed back at him and the naughty toy popped inside her bottom with ease, stretching her like never before. She felt so impossibly full and had to admit, she actually liked it.
“Babe, your ass is gorgeous. So freaking sexy,” Luke said and she felt a second pair of hands touch the curve of her hip.
“Stand up, little one, let me see that pretty purple gem peeking out from between those delectable cheeks of yours,” Cole said expectantly, offering her a hand before spinning her around slowly, as if to put her on display for the rest of them.
Moaning, she felt her clit begin to thro
b and she looked up at Tobias and Luke as they both stared seductively back at her, their faces dark with unknown desires. Her muscles tightened, increasingly aware of the size of the toy deep in her secret channel. Her pussy wept with her arousal and she felt it drip down her inner thigh. She trembled as she awaited her men to give her the next command, her body craving her submission to their dominant ways, each man unique in his own right.
She knew they all wanted her and that realization made her feel incredibly warm inside. Tobias was the dark and dangerous one and she could guess that she’d experienced just a little of what he really wanted to do to her, at least for now. Cole wanted to care for her and protect her, yet she could tell that he could be very strict if he wanted to be. Luke reminded her of the quintessential man, a player who expected her to be there for him whenever he wanted her to be. It had only been an afternoon, but already she felt herself falling for each and every one of them and her body craved their touch intensely. Whatever was going to happen during the mating ceremony, she was already very wet and very ready for whatever she was expected to do.
“Come here, Aimee. We must get dressed in the traditional robes for the ceremony.” Tobias then pressed his hand to the back of her neck and directed her back down the hallway to the bedroom. He guided her into the closet and helped her to stand up on the short pedestal of the Fabritron. With a few keystrokes, white silk thread cascaded around her, wrapping her body in a snowy yet gauzy robe that left little to the imagination.
Looking down, she was completely aware that her perky pink nipples were entirely visible through the cloth and she guessed that the curves of her hips, thighs, and buttocks would also be visible to anyone who gazed upon her.
Luke fetched her and brought her to the living room where he and Cole were already waiting. The two of them were dressed in black robes, ones that kind of reminded her of the wizard’s robes she’d seen in movies and read about in stories online. Tobias joined them a short time later in the same sort of robe. The dichotomy between them was vast: her in sheer white fabric that revealed all her secrets and her men in dark robes that left their bodies shrouded in mystery.
