by Chloe Lang
“Commming!” Jackson shouted.
“Fuuuck!” Denver panted as he leaned back. “Phoenix, Dallas, send your seed over her beautiful breasts.”
The two men pumped their cocks like madmen, and both covered her chest with their white, warm liquid. Her heartbeat was racing with her breaths, but neither seemed to be slowing to give the other an advantage.
Phoenix left the couch and grabbed the box of tissues from one of the end tables. He wiped her off. “Gorgeous.”
As the tempo of the tremors from her orgasm subsided, Jessie looked over at Austin. There was a bead of sweat on his forehead. He’d been turned on, no doubt, but had he been turned around?
Chapter Seven
Jessie slumped forward onto Denver. He lifted her off Jackson and cradled her in his arms. She looked over at Austin, still behind his desk, and didn’t see even a hint that they’d moved him an inch to changing his mind. Her incredible climax retreated at a breakneck pace, and her shivers of afterglow turned to trembles of dread.
“Shh, pet. This isn’t over.” A glimmer of hope popped inside her as Austin stood up. He held out his hand to her. “Let Jessie down, Denver.”
She wondered what he had in mind but knew whatever it might be, she would be unable to resist. She waited for Denver to lower her to the floor so she could go to him, but Denver held her tight.
“Why should I let her?” he asked Austin.
“Please, Sir. We still have a chance if you let me down.”
Denver gazed at her for the longest time, nodded, and then released her.
Jessie walked over to Austin, who was now in full-on Master mode. His fixed dark eyes seemed to see into her soul. He touched the collar he’d given her. “Kneel.”
She obeyed instantly, folding her hands behind her back and looking down at her lap as he’d instructed her in his dungeon before.
“You see this, brothers. This is Jessie. This is what she needs. Me. You tried to convince me, and I must say I’m impressed. Now, let me show you what I bring to her.”
“If she’s okay with it, then I am,” Jackson said behind her.
The other three agreed, too.
Jessie’s body began to vibrate. This wasn’t a pissing match at all. They all wanted her.
“So, what do you say, pet? You game?” Austin’s voice vibrated against her skin, and she loved it.
The younger four wanted him to believe they could be the kind of men she needed. Austin wanted them to see him as the only one that could be that man. One man. A part of her thought Austin might be the one, but deep down, Jessie knew she needed the others, too.
As selfish as it seemed to Jessie, by God, it was the truth.
She didn’t need a single melody to make her happy. Her five cowboys could provide a concert of physical and emotional music she needed. Jackson was like a light dance tune you couldn’t get out of your head. Phoenix was a love ballad that made you cry. Dallas was the serious marching song that you hummed all day long. Denver was the big symphony number that filled every space of air in a hall. And Austin was the crescendo. The big finish.
Still looking down at her lap, Jessie answered, “I’m game, Master.”
Austin cupped her chin and lifted it slightly until her eyes gazed into his deep, dark orbs. “Pet, I’m going to push you hard. Really hard.”
“I know,” she said as bravely as she could muster.
The ball was in her court. Austin had said he was impressed with the brothers’ handling of her. Now, if the other four could see she responded to his twenty-four-seven BDSM ways…well, she prayed they all would see the light.
“You heard the lady. She wants this. The couch is fine where it is. Move my chair and the other two near it so that you get a clear view to this door.” Austin pointed to the entrance Jessie had seen the first day she’d come to his office. His secret chamber. She gulped.
Jessie heard shuffling behind her but couldn’t stop looking at the door. What the hell was in there? She’d been to his dungeon, and her fear had turned to excitement under his skillful hands. In that room at his home, there were all manner of devices and toys to be punished with. She also wondered why Austin wasn’t letting his brothers come into the room. Nervousness took hold of her, and she began to shiver.
After the noise of the brothers taking their positions, Denver said, “Okay, Austin. Show us.”
“I will. Watch, don’t comment, and don’t move.”
“Got it. We’ll remain in our seats,” Dallas barked.
Jessie imagined all of them still naked and ready to watch the show she and Austin were about to give them.
Her Master moved behind her, and then she felt his hands on her arms.
“Stand up, pet.”
“Yes, Master.” She did and was glad his arms were there to steady her as her legs were more than a little wobbly. Feeling Austin behind her caused her breaths to become more shallow and frequent. Still clothed, he guided her to his sinful closet. On closer inspection, she saw it was tiny but fully outfitted with as many toys as his dungeon. But these were fixed to the walls and ceiling. Being a bit claustrophobic, Jessie tensed, even though the door would remain open for the other brothers to see. She wondered if Austin typically shut the door during a training session. Jessie didn’t think she’d ever be able to do that, but if he asked, she would certainly give it a try.
Without a word, he began attaching the restraints to her ankles and wrists. Resisting her phobia, she decided to take a look at everything inside the closet. She tilted her head down and saw a TENS unit with its long wand positioned right in front of her pussy. Straight ahead of her were nipple clamps fastened to the wall. Each clamp had wires that attached to little boxes she knew would make them vibrate on her nipples whenever Austin wanted to engage them. There were shelves to both sides of her with dildos and butt plugs of all sizes. And there was more, so much more. She couldn’t imagine another toy being added to the packed pain closet. This tiny space had to be a masterpiece in the BDSM world.
“Pet, I’m going to put a ball gag on you tonight. You remember how you have to communicate your safe word when you’re gagged.”
“Yes, Master.” If she wanted him to stop, she only needed to flex her index fingers in unison while shaking her head in the familiar “no” motion. The result was the same as saying her safe word. He would stop everything.
“I’m going to break routine and put the gag on you first. You’ve only had it on once, so I want to make sure you get used to it before we continue. Open your mouth wide, pet.”
She obeyed, and then the red ball was inside her mouth. She bit down on it, and he tightened the strap around her neck, leaving her the tiniest of movement for her jaw.
“How’s that?” he asked.
Jessie nodded and extended all her fingers, letting him know she was good to go.
Then Austin went back to his usual form, putting the blindfold on her next and then the earphones with some hard-rock music. With the ball gag, blindfold, and earphones in place, the only senses he’d allowed her were smell and touch.
Austin began lubing up her ass. Was he going to put a plug in her or use his dick this time? Giddy, she hoped for his dick. In her current position, it was the best idea. Jessie wondered what the other Wilde brothers were thinking right now. Austin wasn’t going to go easy on her for their sake.
What he seated inside her ass wasn’t his dick, but it was new to her. One by one, she felt spheres being shoved into her ass. The sensation wasn’t painful, and it actually felt strangely pleasurable. The spheres seemed to be attached together by a little rope, but she wasn’t sure.
Next, the clamps came down on her nipples. He tightened them, and the sting shot through her just as a song by Metallica began to scream through the earphones. The clamps vibrated on her tiny bits of flesh, delivering a dash of pain with a spoonful of pleasure. The vibration stopped. She braced for another round, but none came. Instead, she felt Austin attach another clamp to her clit, se
nding sensations of pain and heat through her body. That was new, and her anxiety began to mushroom. Does it vibrate like the nipple clamps?
Austin removed one of her earphones. Then his sexy voice whispered in her ear, “I know we haven’t used this before, pet. But you’re going to love it. Don’t worry.”
The earphone came back on, and her anxiety faded a bit. In its place, hot desire broke out all through her.
Austin adjusted the tension back a bit on the clit clamp, and Jessie nodded and extended all her fingers. She felt his hands pat her back, giving her a big helping of satisfaction and pride.
Jessie felt him move the wand over her skin, this time with no electricity. His free hand stroked her hair, and then all the clamps began to vibrate. She felt the bite of the TENS on her left ass cheek. The pain sent her higher, and she moaned into the gag as another bite from the lick of the wand’s electricity landed on the other side of her ass. Back and forth he went. High left. Low right. Middle left. His torture of her backside went on and on. In no time, she was in Austin’s subspace she’d come to love.
Then she felt a slim vibrator being shoved into her channel. Austin hit her G-spot on the first stroke. He jerked on her hair and shoved the thing deeper. He let her hair go, and Jessie nodded and stretched out all her fingers. She wanted him to know she was good.
Her skin heated as another round of vibrations from the clamps fired, and the wand hit another spot on her lower back. The charge was lesser but still so deliciously perfect. She felt so alive and energized. Her climax began to surge forward from the depths of her pussy.
Austin turned on everything, and that did the trick. He removed the ball gag as her orgasm exploded inside her, delivering overwhelming sensations. She loved this moment. Needed everything he gave her. Then she felt him slowly pulling out the string of spheres from her ass. With each sphere he released from her, Jessie screamed, though she couldn’t hear them or anything else since she still wore the earphones.
Austin removed the clamps and her earphones but left the ankle and wrist restraints on her.
He leaned into her. “You ready to take my dick, pet?”
“God, yes. Please, Master.”
She felt him guide his dick into her ass. She loved the feeling of being filled up by his monstrous cock. He reached around and touched her throbbing clit ever so gently.
Austin began pumping into her ass with a fervor that both amazed and touched her. He wanted her. That was obvious to Jessie.
He leaned in, clearly not wanting to let his brothers hear, and whispered in a tone she’d not heard from him before. It was gentler and sincere. “I love you, Jessie. You’re mine. You know that, right?”
Her heart leapt for joy. “I do, Master. I’m yours.”
“Please, come for me, pet. Let me feel your ass vibrate on my dick.”
Her body seemed to melt into vapors of steam as her womb clenched and unclenched. Her entire body fired with strong sparks, making her dizzy and happy.
Austin’s body tensed behind her. “Fuuuck!”
Jessie tightened her ass on his cock and felt the pulse of his load shooting.
She screamed. “Oh God! Yes! Oh! Damn! Oh damn! Yes!” More screams came. Then moans. Then tiny little yelps. Finally her climax softened, and she began to breathe almost normally.
Jessie trembled as Austin leaned his naked body into her back and wrapped his arms around her front.
After a bit, he unfastened the restraints and began applying creams to her nipples and ass and all the other spots that had been hit with the wand.
After he was done with the aftercare, Austin pulled her up, cradling her body with his arms.
He turned around, facing his brothers, who were all still unclothed.
She looked up into his eyes. The hardness and invisible boundary was back up. “Austin, what are you thinking?”
“That I’m right, pet. You have to choose.”
* * * *
Slinking down the hallway to Austin Wilde’s office at The Masters’ Chamber, the killer looked back at Tank’s body on the ground. Tank had drained the mug she’d brought, just like she knew he would. Too bad he was in the way. I actually liked the guy. The other would-be protectors were easy to avoid. But the Wildes’ cousins wouldn’t be far behind. These guys always called in reinforcements from family whenever they deemed it necessary. Squatting down quietly outside Austin’s door, she pulled out the stethoscope she’d swiped from the vet’s clinic. She put it to her ears and listened. Yep, the bitch and her bastards were all in there. Arguing. She tested the doorknob and found it locked. Good thing she’d had Tank’s master key. Dead men didn’t need to open doors. Poison wouldn’t work for the next step in the plan. No. But the gun in her satchel would. Again, she put the stethoscope to the oak door and listened, waiting for the perfect moment to make a move. She would not fail. She didn’t have Paul or Rich to fuck things up. It was all on her, and tonight, she would succeed.
* * * *
“Please put me down, Austin.” Jessie looked up into his dark eyes and realized he hadn’t moved even an inch on his demands of her.
Austin nodded and lowered her feet to the floor. “I’m not trying to be an asshole, sweetheart.”
“Maybe not, but we’re right back where we started.” Her heart felt so heavy as she realized what decision she must make. She wouldn’t come between these men. Couldn’t. “Jackson, could you hand me my clothes, please?” Her heart would survive what she had to do next.
“Sure thing, darlin’.” He stood up and brought her clothes to her.
She looked at each of the five brothers and saw the gloom on their faces. The dream she and four of them held was no more. Even Austin’s demeanor had a dark sadness.
No one spoke again until they were all dressed.
Denver was the first to break the silence. “So I guess that’s that, Austin. Us or you? That’s her choice.”
“Yep.”
“You’re being an asshole.” Dallas stood up but this time didn’t start pacing. “How can you ask that of her? You saw how she responded to us.”
“I did. But Jackson asked me three times to go easy on her. I saw how each of you reacted to what I did. Even you, Denver.”
“Give us time, bro. Jackson’s really new to the scene.” Denver looked at her then back at Austin. “Besides, is pushing her to choose between us something she really needs?”
Jessie had finally had enough. “I’m so sick of this talk. I’m right here, guys. I have a brain. I can make my own decisions.”
Phoenix grabbed her hand. “Jessie, we’re asking too much of you.”
“You can say that again.” She braced herself for what she had to say. “I’m not going to choose. Think how I would feel breaking you brothers up.”
“You’re not, sweetheart. He is.” Dallas pointed at Austin.
“Whatever. If I choose Austin, I lose four men I love. If I choose you guys, I lose one man I love. What kind of future would that be for me? I’m not willing to find out. If I’m going to grieve, so be it. But I will not choose.”
Austin gazed at her, likely in an attempt to try to mesmerize her again. “Pet—”
“I want to go to the ladies’ room.” Jessie walked to the door. What she really needed was to crawl into a hole and forget. She touched the handle, and realized it was still locked. The handle had a double lock that required a key on both sides.
Austin pulled the key out of his pocket. “Here it is, but I’m going with you.”
But before Jessie could argue she wanted to be alone for at least five minutes to try to sort things out, she felt the handle turn.
The door swung open, revealing Samantha holding a pistol that was aimed right between Jessie’s eyes.
She’s the real killer. Oh my God!
“One move, boys, and your pretty little Jessie’s brains will be splattered all over the wall.”
Jessie’s heart pounded hard in her chest. “Samantha, don’t be foolish.”
She ignored her but turned to Austin. “And I know about the gun in your desk drawer. Don’t even think about it.”
Jessie couldn’t stop looking at the barrel of Samantha’s gun. Was this the same gun she’d killed Paul King and his wife with?
“What do you want, Sam?” Jackson asked.
“The key to this door.” Samantha turned to Austin. “You’ve already got it in your hand.”
The stethoscope around the woman’s neck revealed how she’d known that. Jessie wondered how long she’d been listening at the door.
“Toss it over, Mr. Wilde. Gently.”
Austin glared at the crazy girl but still lobbed the key over.
Without a word, Samantha jerked Jessie through the door into the hallway and shut it.
In a flash, she locked the door’s deadbolt with Austin’s key. “Move a muscle, and you’re dead.”
Jessie heard her men on the other side of the oak door. Clearly, they were trying to break it down.
Samantha seemed unfazed by the commotion on the other side of the door. The woman opened her satchel and tossed the two keys inside. “Only two keys to that door, and I’ve got both of them. Pretty smart, don’t you think?”
What to do? I can’t run with her having the gun. “I suppose.”
“Just shut up, Jessie.”
Samantha meticulously placed the stethoscope in the bag. In a flash, the crazy girl pointed the gun between Jessie’s eyes.
Every bit of moisture in Jessie’s body seemed to dry up like the desert.
“Turn around.”
This is it. I’m going to die.
“I said turn around, Jessie.”
She obeyed.
“Good.”
Jessie felt the barrel of the gun hit between her shoulder blades.
“Move.”
“Okay.” Jessie began to walk.
As they made their way down the hall, Jessie prayed for one of the club’s bouncers to appear, but none did. How the hell had Samantha gotten through all the security. Sure, the Wilde brothers’ cousins were still on their way, but the club was closed, and there were a few guys that had volunteered for guard duty.
