by Sara Fields
“Such a naughty pet, so greedy for needing two men to fuck her at once,” Zack whispered and the moan that emerged from her lips heated Noah’s blood instantaneously.
Noah then flexed the muscle in his groin that allowed his erection to vibrate within her and watched with insane pleasure as her eyes burst open with ecstasy.
“Please, I need to come,” she begged and Noah just shook his head.
He could see the struggle to follow his directions playing across her features and he fucked her harder, pushing her to levels like never before. His brother had picked up speed and they used her as they saw fit, enjoying every single second of dominating their lovely submissive pet. She shuddered and he could tell that she was seconds away from orgasm. There was little chance of her holding back much longer.
Zack met his eyes and Noah nodded.
“Give her permission, brother,” Noah said to his brother silently.
“Come,” Zack commanded as he took her hard and her entire body spasmed between them. She screamed loud, again and again as she gripped Noah’s arms. Her knuckles whitened from the exertion of her release and she moaned with lust.
Her sounds undid him and he groaned, shuddering with his own release as he coated her insides with his seed. Zack held her tight as he fucked her bottom hole, experiencing his own release at the same time as the rest of them.
Eventually, Isabella collapsed into his arms and Zack withdrew from her. He went to fetch a washcloth and Noah pulled out from her pussy, if a bit reluctantly. Unbelievably so, he was still hard for her. If she weren’t so exhausted, he’d fuck her again.
When Zack returned, they both helped to cleanse her naked body of their lovemaking. Noah kissed her soft, heated skin at the cusp of her shoulder and she whined quietly as she smiled. Gently, the three of them crawled back under the covers and fell asleep as the suns set outside their room. Darkness crept across the floor as night fell on the city. Noah fell asleep with a grin plastered on his lips.
He couldn’t believe his fortune at finding Isabella and wouldn’t trade her for all the money in the world. She was gorgeous, beautiful beyond compare, both inside and out. There was no way he could ever tire of her soulful brown eyes, decadent chocolate tresses that begged for his fingers to run through them, and her curvy body that begged for him to kiss and love every inch of her.
But even more intoxicating was her mind. She was intelligent, fiercely independent yet submissive, and he loved her for it. If she ever realized the power that she held over both him and his brother, they’d be in some deep trouble.
He dreamt of her that night, imagining the delightful little screams she would make as he outfitted her with tight little nipple clamps and just how wet she would be when she discovered just how much she enjoyed them.
Chapter Eleven
Isabella woke up the next morning as the sun rose. She was naked and it didn’t take long for her to recognize that she wasn’t the only one. Both Noah and Zack surrounded her, their bodies heating the chill of the night away. She tried to stretch without disturbing them and groaned as her achy muscles reminded her of the day’s previous activities.
The cold cream that her men had rubbed into her skin had removed much of the tension in her muscles before they had collapsed into bed, but she still felt the effects of the belt’s lash across her bottom cheeks and she couldn’t help but grin a little at the thought. She wondered if her skin was still pink from it and her pussy clenched a little.
She watched Zack sleep beside her, his chest rising and falling with his slow breath. Unable to help herself, she reached forward and ran her fingers lightly across the hair of his beard, remembering the delightful scratchy feel of it on her skin as he kissed her. He didn’t move.
She turned to study Noah and nearly jumped out of her skin when she met his eyes. They were open and staring back at her, a lopsided grin appearing on his lips.
“Morning, pet,” he said quietly and she happily curled into his chest.
“Morning,” she replied, her voice cracking a little from the residual sleepiness. With a single hand, he reached behind her head and brought her close, his lips claiming hers in a demanding and intoxicating kiss that left her breathless when he pulled away.
“Mmhhmm, don’t be stealing all the morning kisses, brother,” Zack murmured drowsily behind her. He turned her toward him, claiming her in an equally passionate embrace.
She moaned softly into him and whined when his lips left hers. She had been enjoying that. A playful smirk graced the corners of his lips and she couldn’t help but giggle.
“There’s so much to do today, but I just want to stay here in bed and fuck you all day,” he said and she laughed even harder. Both men’s cocks were pressed against her thighs and she noticed that both of them were indeed ready to take her.
“You’re right, unfortunately. We have to pick up our earnings from the auction house and then go buy some new feral pets for training,” Noah yawned reluctantly. “I too would love to stay and fuck our woman all day, but the sooner we get our errands done, the quicker we can go home and do just that.”
Zack chuckled beside her.
“As always, you are right, brother,” he replied unenthusiastically while reaching out and pinching her nipple. She squealed in delight and pain.
Noah pushed out of bed beside her and the mattress rustled as his heavy weight lifted from its surface. Zack did the same as the two of them dressed. He chuckled when he saw that she was pouting. Her pussy throbbed at their absence, a constant reminder of how aroused she always seemed to become in their presence. Pressing her thighs together, she allowed herself to study their sculpted bodies and couldn’t help herself as one of her hands slinked under the covers to brush against her pulsating clit.
When the brothers paused and stared back at her, she stilled. Feeling like a kid caught with her hand in the cookie jar, she smirked guiltily before moving her hand away from the throbbing in between her legs. Feeling her arousal dampen her thighs, she chewed her lip.
“Remember, pet, your pleasure is not your own. You’d do well to consider that in the future. Do it again and I’ll spank your bottom raw,” Noah warned and she couldn’t help but shiver in fear and desire.
“Yes, Masters,” she replied, her own voice betraying just how turned on she was.
Zack smiled at her knowingly.
“Can’t get away with nothing when my brother is around, huh?” he chuckled.
She shook her head, unable to keep from smiling. Sadly, her men were fastening their pants around their waists, blocking what she wanted most from her sight. After Noah buckled his belt, she couldn’t help but lick her lips as he fastened his whip, remembering how its lash felt on her skin the day before.
“Come now, pet. Let me dress you today,” Noah said firmly and she rushed to obey him. She dropped her eyes to the floor as he reached for her naked body.
He caressed her chin, turning her head to the side. He picked up a brush off a nearby shelf and gently started working out the knots in her long locks. By the time he was done, her hair felt soft and voluminous. His thorough care made her feel beautiful and well cared for, and she enjoyed every second of it.
He helped her into a tight black body suit that hugged her curves like it was made for her. She was surprised by it because she hadn’t had that much of her body covered since she had left the detainment center. When she looked in the mirror though, she understood.
The black fabric stretched over her body so that it became almost sheer. She could see her pink nipples poking through and the folds of her mound, despite being completely covered. Looking at herself, she blushed, able to see a hint of rosy color on her bottom from Zack’s belt. The sight was arousing and she pressed her legs together to try to hide it.
Her hair fell to the lower curve of her back. Searching, she tried to find evidence of the whipping, but saw none. Noah must have known what he was doing in order to do such a thing. In
that moment, she threw her arms around his waist, hugging him tight.
“Thank you. I’m so sorry I disappointed you yesterday,” she pleaded.
He held her to his chest, pressing his lips softly to the crown of her head.
“Don’t do it again. I wouldn’t know what to do if you were taken away from us,” he whispered and she felt him shiver at the thought.
“They’d really do that? Take me away?” she asked.
“Yes. They’d sentence you to the Outside. Take care to always obey us and you will need not worry. We will protect you,” he replied, his tone fierce and protective.
“I love you,” she said quietly.
Zack came up behind her and the two brothers held her tight.
“We love you,” they both said and her heart felt like it grew the moment their words drifted to her ears.
They released her then and Noah lifted her hair, revealing her neck so that Zack could clasp a thick black leather collar around her throat. It was several inches wide and kept her chin lifted high, yet it was still comfortable.
Lastly, Noah fastened a simple leash to her throat. They finished up taking care of a few last-minute things in the room before they left and checked out of the hotel, walking back onto the streets of the city. She followed them a few steps behind, her chin held high with her eyes on the ground. She was careful to only observe the city through her lashes, never fully lifting them to look around.
She was able to see the full modernity of the capital. Tall windowed buildings rose up off in the distance, showcasing what she guessed was the business district. The area they were in was frequented heavily with men dressed just like her owners, although most of the men gave the three of them a wide distance. They walked a short way back to the auction house, where the brothers picked up their earnings from the auctions over the past few days.
After that, they returned to the marketplace to observe some of the feral pets. Noah pointed out about a dozen or so to the attending salesperson and in no time at all, they were loaded up in the truck so that they could return to the training compound.
Despite the unnerving nature of the whole event of purchasing women, none of the feral pets fought the process as Isabella expected they would. It seemed as though they all understood the whole procedure and were rather used to the idea.
When the three of them were back in the truck alone, she ventured to ask about the women.
“Where do they come from? Why don’t they fight back?”
“Many of them grew up in the city and surrounding territories. Once they come of age, they are taken into custody and sold here to trainers around the world. It is customary here. They are well protected and taken care of by law. It is just our way here. You are unique. Not many trainers will venture off Planet Dayhari as we do periodically,” Zack answered.
“It’s been this way for a very long time, long before either of us were born. You see, long ago there was a great war and on either side, women were hurt, raped, and killed on both sides. A group of men gathered in the wake and came up with a new system, meant to protect and cherish our women. The process has been accepted and implemented ever since and has transformed into what you see today. The police officers work hard to ensure that every single woman is kept safe,” Noah added.
She had to admit that it made sense. None of the pets, other than Becky, had seemed unhappy. In fact, it seemed as though they were more than delighted to serve their men.
Isabella curled up in her cage as the men prepared the truck for the journey and before long, they were leaving the confines of the city. The journey home was long and the brothers let her out of the cage once they were far enough out of Zatadar. She curled up in Zack’s lap and then Noah’s after they put the truck on autopilot. She napped here and there before they reached the brothers’ training compound and her new home.
When they reached home, they unloaded the truck and placed the new women into a building that Isabella had never seen before. After the transport was complete, they treated her to a home-cooked dinner of seafood. Zack fed her the most delicious lobster she had ever tasted, along with freshly made crab cakes and steamed vegetables. They chose Earthen recipes for her enjoyment and she was delighted. Once fed, the three of them settled down and Noah surprised her with her bag of things from the detainment center.
He gave her back her wristband e-reader and she settled down contented on one of the couches and read into the late hours. Both men worked on paperwork and accounting, updating their records with the recent sales of the pets they trained. Noah studied the files of some of the feral pets he purchased and he discussed where to place each one.
She overheard them chatting about in which stall to place each pony and when to introduce the new kittens to the older bunch. It was some time later that they declared it was time for bed and she yawned.
Noah gently picked her up and the three of them retired to the bedroom. The next week passed by quickly as she helped both of them introduce the new feral women to the pony and kitten lifestyle. Everything seemed normal until a knock at the door sounded one morning. Noah and Zack looked at each other with confusion before they answered the door.
It was a police officer.
“Morning, Officer. What can I do for you?” Noah began, his voice steady and calm.
“Good to see you, Noah, Zack. My name is Tom and I’m from the Pet Inspection Authority. You’re on my agenda for assessment today, so I’d appreciate if you’d escort me around the compound. If you wouldn’t mind, may I come inside?” the guard said.
“Of course,” Zack replied. He turned to her then. “Pet, would you fetch the kind man a glass of water? I’m sure he’s thirsty.”
“Yes, sir,” she replied, picking herself up from her seat on the floor. She hurried to the kitchen and quickly fetched a glass of ice water.
When she returned, she approached the officer slowly, falling to her knees and lifting the glass up above her head. The officer nodded toward her in thanks and took it from her. He turned back to the men after he took a long swallow of water.
“I’d like to see your stables first and then the kitten enclosure. I’m told you also have a feral pet house for your new purchases and a place to store wildcats. I’m going to need to see all those,” the officer said.
“The wildcats haven’t ever been inspected before. Is this a new requirement?” Noah asked, his eyes guarded.
“I just need to inspect the building, not the wildcats themselves. Make sure there aren’t any weak spots in the structure so that they could escape, that sort of thing. Just that everything is up to code,” the man explained.
“Okay, just want to make sure that we’d be able to keep them here. We’ve signed all the necessary paperwork and took responsibility for all the wildcats here in our compound,” Zack added and Noah nodded with him.
“No need to be worried, gentlemen, I’m just here for a general code inspection today. If I find anything, I’ll put it in my report and you will have thirty days to rectify it. I do have the authority to claim any rebellious pet though, if I deem this isn’t the best home for her. Now, let’s get started then. I’ve carefully reviewed your past reports and based on that, this should be a short day for all of us,” Tom said.
Isabella stayed on her knees, quietly listening to the men talk around her.
“Pet, I want you to stay here. You’re free to read if you like,” Zack said as he pointed to the plush-looking pet pillow on the floor. She crawled over to it and lay down, glancing up through her eyelashes to see the look of admiration on Tom’s face.
“She’s a beautiful one there. Are the rumors true? Is she truly gifted?” the officer asked.
“She is. She’s not for sale though. We’ve decided to keep her,” Noah said, his tone quickly turning protective. She smiled a little and turned her head, allowing her curtain of hair to fall and mask her face.
“Too bad. Well, alright, let’s go get started then
,” Tom replied and she heard the three of them walk out the side door toward the pony stables. Curling up, she turned on her e-reader and began reading a new romance novel.
At some point, she must have drifted asleep, relaxed and comfortable in what she was finally accepting as her forever home.
Chapter Twelve
A sweaty hand curled over her mouth and she opened her eyes slowly. Maybe Zack or Noah had returned from the inspection, she thought sleepily. Blinking away her fogginess, she groaned as he pulled her closer, his fingers digging into her cheek. Her back pressed against his chest and that’s when alarm bells started ringing inside her head.
He was hairier than both her men and definitely not as hard and sculpted. His stomach felt soft and he was a good six inches short than either Zack or Noah. With a heavy swallow, she realized his other hand held a knife that was pressing into her side.
Her heart beat loud in her throat, the sound deafening to her ears. Every muscle in her body tensed at this stranger’s touch.
“Don’t fucking make a sound, pet. You’re coming with me and you’ll submit to me cause that’s what you’re meant to do, isn’t that right, you gifted whore,” he growled in her ear. She shivered in fear but didn’t make a sound.
The man took his hand away from her mouth then and moved the knife up to her throat. She held back a whimper as the sharp edge pinched her skin. He held it there, steady enough to scare her but not hard enough to actually cut into her sensitive flesh.
“Let’s go. Out the front door now. You’re coming with me. You’re going make me filthy rich, pet,” he sneered, as spittle splashed against her cheek.
He moved the blade again, dragging it around her throat and across her shoulder, down till it rested against her lower back. Panting in fear, she slowly walked forward, the tip of the knife always there, a constant reminder that this stranger held her life in his hands.
