Walking closer, Jeff stood directly in front of her and examined her. His mind was reeling with possibilities, but one nagging thought pushed forward. Where in the hell did she learn the pose, and who taught her?
Admitting he didn’t like the idea of another man touching, spanking, or even fucking Janie, he tried to dismiss that thought, but looking at her on her knees before him, looking so contrite, he couldn’t dismiss that Janie was taught and taught well.
“Well, Caleb, it looks like we have been deceived. Our little librarian seems to know the rules, but yet she came into our gym and touched items that didn’t belong to her without our permission. What shall we do about this?” Jeff asked, looking down at Janie, expecting a response from her.
She didn’t even flinch.
“I don’t know. Didn’t expect Janie to behave the way she did. Must say I am as shocked as you brother,” Caleb responded.
Jeff watched for any sign that she might be nervous, scared, unsure, anything, but Janie just knelt before him as if she was content and at peace. “Well, Janie, what do you have to say for yourself?” he asked.
They watched as she slowly raised her head and smiled. “I’m sorry. I just got excited. I’ve only ever read about these items and to actually see them. Well, I kind of got carried away.”
“Carried away? Janie, you flicked a bullwhip, spouted off what the thing can do, and you have a spreader bar attached to your ankles!” Caleb said astonishingly.
“Do you have any idea what my brother and I would like to do to you right now?” Jeff asked seductively.
“Yes, Sir. I have an idea.”
“Please, enlighten us then.”
“You probably want to strip me naked and spank me,” she whispered.
“Oh, cupcake, we want to do more than that,” Jeff said tautly.
Just then the door bell rang, interrupting the sexual tension of the room.
* * * *
Caleb left to answer the door, while Jeff stayed in the gym with Janie. His massive hard-on was killing him, and he couldn’t wait to see what was gonna happen, but first he had to get rid of whoever was knocking furiously on the door.
Opening the front door harder than he planned, he shouted, “What!” and came to an abrupt halt. Oh fuck!
“Hello to you, too, sugar.” The tall, slender redhead smiled and kissed his lips as she walked in.
“Uh, Brittany, now’s not a good time,” Caleb said, leaving the door open and grabbing the woman’s arm.
“But it’s the first Sunday of the month. You didn’t call to cancel, so I came prepared, see,” she said, taking off the black trench coat, revealing a leather corset, fishnet thigh-highs, and a red pair of four-inch fuck-me heels.
Damn! But if Janie were to walk out right now, their hopes of making the little shy librarian theirs completely were never gonna happen.
“Sorry, sugar, but we have other plans tonight. I know you’ll understand,” Caleb said, ushering her toward the door.
Caleb watched as the seductive redhead arched her perfectly trimmed eyebrow and smiled coyly. “Really? Other plans, and just who is this other plan?”
Damn!
Caleb always said Brittany was smarter than she looked, but Jeff wouldn’t hear it. He said any woman who dressed, looked, and acted like her was dumber than a box of rocks. Well, it was beginning to look like big brother was way wrong. “No one in particular, Brittany. I’ll have Jeff call you later and explain.”
“Explain now. I am already here,” she said, standing her ground.
Fuck! Be calm and think, but get her the hell out of here and get your ass back in the gym before Jeff has all the fun.
“Caleb, you’re stalling. Either tell me, or I will go find Jeff, and speaking of Jeff, where is he?” Brittany said, cocking her hip.
“Uh, he went for beer. Yeah, apparently we are out and he made a run into town.”
“Really, so how did he get there?”
“Took his truck.”
“Uh-huh, that’s funny, cause I just parked behind his truck,” Brittany offered as she made a beeline through the living room and down the hall to the opened gym door, where she stopped in her tracks. “You son of a bitch,” she shouted.
* * * *
Jeff looked down at the contrite woman before him and was stupefied. There was just so much more about this young librarian that the questions were coming so fast it was making him dizzy.
Yet there she kneeled.
She was poised, relaxed, beautiful, so fucking beautiful.
Submitting to compulsion, he reached out and removed the hair clip and watched in awe as her hair fell around her. The long, silky, soft-brown locks surrounded her like a halo.
She was an angel. An honest to God angel sent from heaven and she was his.
Mine! his mind screamed.
Oh the things he wanted to do to her, spank her, tie her, whip her, and fuck her. God he wanted to sink his stiff cock into her ass, pussy, and mouth. He wanted to lose himself within her body and never come out.
God damnit, Caleb! Where the fuck are you? Jeff knew if his brother didn’t get his lazy ass back in this room, he was not going to be held responsible for what he was about to do. As it was right now, it was taking everything in him to just stand there and watch her. When what he really wanted to do was rip her clothes from her body, lay her across the sawhorse, and fuck the living daylights out of her till she screamed for mercy.
Oh yeah, he was about to lose it!
He was primed and ready to blow.
Jeff had always prided himself on his ability to wait out any situation, think logically, and proceed with a well-devised plan. But right now, his brain had flown south and relinquished all controls to his other head.
Fuck, sweetheart, I’m begging ya. Please get up and walk out of here before I lose what control I have.
“Sir?” she whispered.
“Yes, cupcake?”
“Have I done something wrong, Sir?” she asked sweetly.
“No, Janie. I am just waiting for my brother. Where in the hell is he anyway?” Jeff asked, turning toward the door, and stopped dead in his tracks.
“You son of a bitch!” the irate redhead screamed.
“Oh shit!”
Chapter Six
Janie had never been so embarrassed in her whole life.
It was bad enough she chickened out over at the Pleasure Cave, but to act the way she did at the ranch with the Hicks brothers, then to be caught by none other than the mayor’s wife in a compromising position, was just plain unacceptable.
Mrs. Brittany Malone was a force to be reckoned with. She was tall, skinny, and a total bitch to anyone not in her exclusive circle. Mrs. Malone had this inherent ability to make life a living hell for anyone who crossed her.
And now Janie was in her crosshairs.
Yet there she was on the floor in the playroom with a spreader bar attached to her ankles, ready and willing to allow both Jeff and Caleb do whatever they wanted with her body.
A fine shiver moved over her already aroused body as she thought over everything that had happened. It was all new and exciting. She was intrigued and wanted to learn more. She knew they were turned on. Their hard cocks were hard to miss within their denim jeans. But yet, they seemed reluctant to do anything. If it hadn’t been for Jeff removing her hair clip, she would have run from that room and never returned.
She didn’t know what to think. How did they know Mrs. Malone? Were they intimate with her? Why was she there? There were so many questions, and yet Janie knew the answers, but refused to believe them. Until they told her otherwise, she would give them the benefit of the doubt. She had to. It was the honest thing to do. Besides, she was there for a job, not to sleep with them.
She decided on the long, quiet ride home that the next time she went over there, she would be professional and courteous. It was not her place to judge, nor was it prudent to intrude on their extracurricular activities.
With her
mind made up, Janie walked into her room, shed her clothes, and headed straight for the shower. But first, she walked over to her nightstand and grabbed her tiny battery-operated bullet to relieve the tension.
Turing on the shower, she allowed the steam to filter through the small space. Leaning against the wall, she placed her fingers against her wet pussy and began to softly rub her clit in a slow, circular motion.
Closing her eyes, she imagined Jeff and Caleb with their hands rubbing up and down her body, their mouths on her, kissing her, licking her, and biting her. Turning on her little silver bullet, the vibrations lightly shook her hand. Placing the tip of the silver egg against her clit, she slowly massaged herself, pushing the tiny bullet toward her wet channel.
With the slow in-and-out movements, and her fingers still rubbing and massing her clit, she enjoyed the sensation. Allowing her mind to drift, she imagined Jeff in front of her with his hard cock sliding in and out of her pussy, fucking her as Caleb held her from behind.
Caleb, with one hand pinching and lightly twisting her nipples, and his stiff cock slipping into her ass, sent her body into overdrive. Her heart raced at the tension of the both of them fucking her in tandem.
Her body coiled tight, a deep, ferocious flame ignited, and with one last thrust, her body exploded as she screamed out in ecstasy.
* * * *
Jeff and Caleb sat outside Janie’s apartment and watched as she entered her condo.
They had fucked up big time.
“She didn’t say anything,” Jeff said, staring at her door.
“What did you expect her to say? ‘Oh it’s okay, guys. I don’t mind the lady you’ve been fuckin’? Shit, man, we probably scared that poor girl to death. She ain’t gonna want nothing do with us ever,” Caleb replied, running his hands through his hair, frustrated. “Fuck! You do realize that all the work we’ve done these last months just fucking flew away.”
“I’m not talkin’ about that bitch, Brittany. I am talking about Janie’s reaction. There was something there for a minute. I know she was turned on in the gym. She knew about the instruments and how they were used. And when she fell to the floor and assumed the pose, I don’t know, Caleb, maybe she isn’t scared at all. Maybe she just doesn’t know how to handle her reaction. I don’t think we scared her. I think she scared herself.”
“Maybe. She didn’t really react to Brittany’s tirade. She just stood there and let that bitch spew filth from her tainted mouth. Fuck!” Caleb shouted, slamming his hand down on the steering wheel. “Why did we ever agree to see that bitch? I knew she was gonna be trouble.”
“Because you led with your cock again!”
“Fuck you, big brother. You stuck your dick in her, too. It ain’t all my fault.”
Jeff was done with this conversation. It was not going to get him what he wanted, and he wanted Janie. Getting out of the truck, Jeff slammed the door and started walking toward Janie’s front door.
“What the fuck are you doin’?” Caleb shouted, turning the truck off and running after him.
“I am not wasting eight damn months because some bitch can’t take no for a fucking answer. The woman I love is behind that damn door, and I am going after her. I don’t give a flying fuck if she gets mad, throws a tantrum, or rips my balls off with her bare hands. As long as she forgives me, and I still have a working cock, I am going to get down on my knees and beg her forgiveness.”
“She ain’t gonna forgive us, Jeff,” Caleb replied. When he turned to head back to the truck, they both heard the scream from inside.
Looking at each other, it only took one second before Jeff threw his shoulder into the door, throwing it wide open. The both of them rushed into the small condo, shouting her name only to come to a dead stop when she emerged from the bathroom completely naked, sweating and flushed with a vibrating bullet in her hand.
* * * *
His heart beat rapidly as he took her all in.
All in glorious Technicolor!
Caleb couldn’t believe his eyes. Her slick, wet body was firm. Her tiny waist led upward to the sexiest set of titties he had ever seen, so full and perfect with the prettiest set of pink nipples. Her flat belly was accentuated by the curviest hips, hips that he could grab onto as he pounded his cock into her. Her legs were trim and fit, even with her daintily painted toes. She was irresistibly edible, and he was hungry.
His cock throbbed against his jeans, fighting to free itself. Ignoring the instant erection, his eyes took in every sensual inch of her.
Mine!
For the last eight months he had heard Jeff go on and on about her, and now he knew why. She was sex on a fucking stick. There wasn’t a shy bone in her body as she stood before them with her lovely doe eyes. And when her luscious ripe mouth popped open to form the perfect O, he damn near came in his pants.
I am so fucking that mouth!
He watched as her eyes glazed over, taking on a sultry come-hither look, but when she grinned, that did it.
Moving as if his ass was on fire, Caleb ripped his shirt from his body, took two steps, and grabbed Janie around her waist and lifted her as she wrapped her legs around him, throwing her against the wall.
His mouth zeroed in on hers, and he inhaled her. Not giving her any warning, he thrust this tongue into her hot mouth, plundering. The dual tongues lashed and fought for dominance as they twisted and tasted, but when Caleb grabbed her ass, pushing his cock toward her pussy, she conceded defeat and succumbed to him.
Coming up for air, Caleb whispered, “Tell me to stop now, Janie. ’Cause I won’t be able to in a minute.”
Her breaths were coming fast as she smiled at him with dreamy eyes that twinkled with mischief.
God, she was adorable.
He heard her laugh when a growl erupted from within him. Her tongue trailed up his neck, and when she bit his ear, he got his answer.
Carrying her over to her kitchen table, he laid her flat against the cold surface. Taking a step back, he watched as her hands trailed down her chest toward her neatly shaved pink pussy. Opening her lips wide, she began to play with her clit, arching her back as she pleasured herself.
Caleb quickly removed his jeans, allowing his long, hard dick the freedom it demanded. Jeff walked over and slapped a condom on the table. Grabbing it, he quickly donned it, grabbed Janie’s legs, and placed them on his shoulders.
Janie screamed out as Caleb slid home into her extremely tight pussy.
“Oh, fuck me!” he groaned. “Jesus, Mary, and Joseph, she is fucking tight.”
Plunging in and out like a battering ram, he gave no recourse. He dominated her. He took what she offered and plundered. Her tight, hot, wet sheath pulsed around his cock as he thrust into her. Her moans and cries sent electrical pulses that were hardwired straight to his cock.
“Fuck! I’m not gonna make it. Come for me, Janie!” he shouted as he felt the familiar tightening in his balls. Pounding her pussy faster, he shouted, “Come now, damnit!”
Her screams were music to his ears as he felt her pussy convulse around his erupting cock as he shot his hot cum into the condom.
* * * *
Jeff just leaned against the wall shaking his head and looking at his watch.
Yep, the dipshit was still too quick with the trigger!
“Well, dumbass, you did it again.” Jeff smiled.
“Bet I lasted longer though.” Caleb smiled, removing himself from her warm, wet pussy, only to stop and freeze at what he saw. Looking from his cock to her pussy to his brother for guidance, he couldn’t believe his own eyes. But the evidence before him spoke volumes.
Janie had been a virgin.
Caleb watched as Jeff quickly moved from the wall and went to kneel before her, holding her close.
“Oh, cupcake, we didn’t know. Are you all right?” he asked.
“I’m fine, Jeff. It barely hurt at all,” she replied, smiling. Then, with a mischief in her eyes, she asked, “There is more, right? That wasn’t all, was it?”
Caleb looked at Jeff and busted out laughing. “Damn, brother, I think we just found a woman who craves sex more than me.”
Jeff watched as her flushed skin took on a silky sheen. Watching his brother fuck Janie was one of the most erotic things he had ever seen, even if it only lasted milliseconds. The way she responded to Caleb’s ministrations led him to believe she would be sensually responsive to BDSM. Her screams of pleasure were purely physical and deftly enhanced by the pleasure she received.
Oh yeah, she was the girl for him.
Standing up, he watched as Janie removed herself from the table. Walking toward him, he observed the way her sensual body moved. Gazing into her eyes, he saw lust. His little librarian wanted more. But what she wanted and what she was gonna get depended on her reaction.
When she stood before him, he watched as she reached her hand out to touch his chest. Not saying a word, he allowed the contact. Her fragile, tiny fingers splayed across his chest slowly, tentatively at first, moving upward toward his face. The moment she touched his face, he grabbed her wrist. “Did I give you permission to touch me?” Jeff asked decisively.
Janie’s eyes widened. Stepping back, she tried to remove her hand from his grasp, but Jeff held firm.
“I asked you a question, Janie. I expect an answer.”
“No, Sir, you did not give me permission,” she whispered, her head down.
“Go into the living room and wait for me,” he ordered.
As Janie turned to leave, Jeff advised, “And, Janie, I expect you to be in the proper position.”
“Yes, Sir,” she replied, heading into the living room.
The moment she left the kitchen, Jeff leaned back against the wall and sighed. Never in his life had he ever seen someone so contrite, so innocent, but yet have the sexual maturity of a well-seasoned submissive. The possibilities were limitless with her. Her introduction into the lifestyle would begin tonight, that was for damn sure. But figuring out how to proceed and what her hard limits were was going to take some maneuvering. She was like a sponge absorbing everything. So far, she hadn’t even flinched at anything the brothers had done, and in all reality, they hadn’t done much, just showed her their playroom and Caleb fucked her.
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