Sex on the Beach [Libertine Island 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Diane Leyne

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  Mike had to admit that the aerobic portion of the program had been ill conceived, although he had enjoyed watching Rebecca do those jumping jacks to convince him of the folly of his plan. He’d had been almost overwhelmed by the urge to attach some nipple clamps and make her do some more jumping jacks.

  He’d used them on her for the first time last night, and she’d almost come from the bite of pain when he’d finally removed them and the blood rushed back into her abused nipples. He’d been pleased to find that she enjoyed other forms of mild pain. Whereas his brother was into bondage and discipline, he was a bit of a sadist. He was definitely not hard-core. He’d taken training on all of the standard implements and was actually quite skilled with the long tail, but he had never used it on a woman before and had no plans to.

  He liked using floggers, paddles, and especially his hand to redden subs’ asses, but his favorite implement was the riding crop because of its pinpoint accuracy. He’d decided to incorporate it into today’s session. However, he hadn’t told Rebecca about the program modifications he’d decided on.

  After talking to a few Doms and considering the fact that the visitors would only be around for a week, most of them would only take one or two classes if that. When designing a training program for long term, there was one design approach. When it was designed for a class that would rarely, if ever, have repeat students and all of those students would be at different levels of fitness, it was designed another way.

  In addition, when designing for a class of Doms and subs, this additional variable had to be accounted for. So he would make it as much a sub training session as a fitness training session. He decided that Doms would be instructed to bring their crops if they had one or be supplied one if they didn’t, which was unlikely, or they forgot.

  Then he’d lead each Dom in putting their subs through their paces. Since the Doms and subs would be new to the routine, he decided that the best way to test it out was to surprise Rebecca so that it would be completely new to her and feedback would be more valuable.

  Thirty minutes of stretching, abdominal exercises, and yoga poses later, Rebecca was on her back, breathing heavily while Mike helped stretch out her tired muscles. She currently had her knees pulled up to her chest and was rocking gently. Each time she rolled back to her butt, he gave her a light swat with the crop. In fact, all through the session, he’d been giving her light swats, like the time when her legs weren’t far enough apart or the time he didn’t think she was putting enough into the stretch.

  None of the hits was terribly hard, but they each left little pink patches on her butt that he was trying to join together before they faded. He could see and hear that Rebecca was enjoying them, too, as she moaned with pleasure from the slight sting when he’d taken advantage of her spread legs to smack her pussy and clit a few times. Right now, he could see that wet juices had run freely and were now coating her thighs.

  If he hadn’t been hard before, seeing the evidence of her arousal made him rock hard. Moving quickly, he rolled her over onto her hands and knees, this time using his own knees to spread her legs apart. Using the clips and Velcro bands he’d had the foresight to set out, he wrapped the bands around her thighs and then attached her wrist cuffs to them. Then he grabbed a cushion and placed it under her head and neck to make sure that there was no strain.

  He knelt behind her.

  “Are you comfortable?”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  “Good girl.” He patted her ass, rubbing the red marks he’d made. “I’m going to flog you, and then I’m going to fuck you, and remember, no coming without permission. And no talking. You are now on speech restriction until we leave the gym.”

  “But I’m so close!” she whined.

  He smacked her ass with his hand. “What did I just say? I’m going to gag you, and the gag will stay on until dinner.”

  He smiled as he pushed the ball gag between her teeth and secured it behind her head. He loved the look of a gagged sub and was happy to have the opportunity to gag Rebecca. He suspected that she knew how much he would enjoy it and deliberately provoked him, but he wasn’t going to look a gift gagging in the mouth, so to speak.

  “You’re going to take ten to the ass, and then I’m going to roll you over before giving you two more right on your pussy while I get to watch your face. Then I’ll fuck you and may or may not give you permission to come. If you come without permission, you’ll find yourself gagged again after dinner. Nod if you understand.”

  Once she acknowledged, he stepped back and hefted the flogger. It wasn’t a particularly painful one. He could make it hurt, but even if he put all of his strength into it, it would never do serious damage. He liked to inflict the kind of pain that would ratchet up Rebecca’s arousal. He had no interest in anything that would break the skin or interfere with her enjoyment when he fucked her.

  The only problem with the gag was that she couldn’t count out his strokes, but he’d make do.

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  Rebecca felt the flogger come down on her ass. It smarted, but it didn’t really hurt. Although they’d met and liked each other months ago, they’d only really been together for a few days, but she trusted Mike and Mal. She knew that even though he had her trussed up and helpless with a gag in her mouth, at the end of the day, he wanted nothing more than to give her pleasure, even if his approach might be called unconventional by most people.

  The next strike was harder. She felt the strands of the flogger all across her left butt cheek. It stung, and then the pain morphed quickly as Mike knelt behind her and massaged away any remaining pain. The last eight strikes were the same. He gave her two strikes and then massaged her ass, helping the pain change into pleasure and arousal.

  If she’d been wet before, by the time he massaged her ass for the last time, there was a large wet spot under her and she was moaning with the need to come. She felt his hand move between her legs and two fingers slide inside her. She pressed back against them, and he immediately withdrew. She stilled. She needed to come so badly, but she knew that until she submitted fully, he wouldn’t give her what she wanted.

  She wasn’t sure how much time passed when he finally relented and rolled her onto her back.

  “Remember what I said. Two strikes to your pussy, and then I’ll fuck you, and if you are very, very good, you’ll get to come.”

  The bondage he had her in kept her legs wide open. Maybe later she would imagine the sight she made with the gag in her mouth and her legs splayed so that her pussy was fully exposed, but right now all she could think about was coming. She was a little apprehensive about having her pussy flogged, but she looked up at Mike and saw the love shining in his eyes, and she knew she could trust him.

  The first strike was right on the money, covering the whole area between her legs including her clit. The second strike was in the same place. She could feel the tears leaking from her eyes. It stung so badly.

  But then Mike threw down the flogger. “Feel free to come whenever and as often as you want,” he declared before dropping to his knees and buried his face in her pussy. With this mouth, he soothed her pussy, licking his way up and down again before pausing at her clit and sucking it into her mouth. Her body bowed and her climax slammed through her as he suckled strongly.

  She expected him to fuck her then, but he didn’t stop working on her clit with his mouth as he pushed two fingers into her. As he moved them roughly inside her, she could hear her own moans and the pounding of her heart as she tried to take him deeper. There was a puff of air against her delicate tissue as he laughed and pushed a third finger inside her, angling his hand and rubbing against that magic spot, and another climax exploded through her, causing her to buck wildly beneath him.

  Surely now he’d fuck her. She found herself chanting intelligibly because of the gag, “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me,” but still he worked his fingers inside her while he continued to work over her clit. It was so sensitive now that when he bit down
gently, she came apart again, so spent now that she could just lay back and let the fireworks ripple through her body.

  Apparently he was finally satisfied with her reaction because he slid up her body and embedded himself in her pussy with a single powerful stroke. Bracing himself on his forearms, he looked into her eyes. Then he reached behind her head and unbuckled the gag. Gratefully she took a deep breath before he covered her mouth with his, his tongue invading hers as he claimed her with his kiss. It wasn’t gentle. It was harsh and demanding and intended to show his domination and ownership over her. As soon as she yielded, though, his kiss changed, becoming soft and tender.

  He leaned on his forearm again. This time, he released one leg before reversing his position and releasing the other. Then he pushed her legs over his shoulders so he was buried as deeply as it was possible to be.

  He leaned back and looked into her eyes as he began to move within her in slow, measured strokes. He made sure that his body pressed against her tender clit with each stroke and that his cock rubbed against her G-spot.

  Rebecca lay back and let the sensations roll through her body as wave after wave of pleasure beyond any she’d ever known swallowed her up until she felt almost like she was floating.

  Chapter Twelve

  On Thursday, they woke her up by turning her to let her head drop off the side of the bed. When she yawned sleepily, Mike slipped his cock between her lips. She started licking enthusiastically until she got distracted by Mal, who had moved between her legs, throwing them over his shoulders so he would have full access to her pussy, While he licked and sucked, she moaned her appreciation against Mike’s cock. When Mal slid one finger and then a second into her pussy, her body thrummed with awareness, and she could feel the tremors begin.

  “I’m going to come. I can’t help it.” Sometimes they’d give permission when she was close, and sometimes they’d refuse it, but punishments were always harsher if she didn’t at least announce she was on the verge of coming.

  This time, rather than give permission, Mal pulled his fingers out of her pussy, liberally coated with her juices. She nearly jumped out of her skin when, rather than pumping back into her pussy, he pressed one slick finger against her anus. She tried to pull away, but the pressure was insistent, and soon his finger slipped in up to the knuckle. The brothers had talked about using a butt plug on her before, but they'd all fallen asleep and she figured they'd forgotten and she wasn't about to remind them because the thought of anal made her nervous even though the thought of having them both inside her at once was a turn on.

  It seemed like they'd decided they had waited long enough and Mal wasn't going to be denied. Once his finger was inside her, he paused and she tried to decide if she liked it. It didn’t hurt. It made her feel kind of stretched. Maybe that was it. When he started pumping it in and out of her, she realized that she was moving her hips up and down to meet his thrusts.

  Apparently he noticed this, too, as he added a second finger, sliding it inside her before she realized what he was doing. This one definitely made her feel stretched and a pinch of pain. He was able to distract her by sucking harder on her clit. As she moaned her appreciation, he started scissoring his fingers, stretching her while his tongue moved down and pushed into her pussy.

  At the same time, Mike was pumping harder and deeper into her throat. She found she had to concentrate on keeping her throat relaxed and breathing through her nose as he went deeper and deeper until his balls rested on her nose with every in stroke.

  Finally the wealth of sensations overwhelmed her, and she could feel the tremors that signaled a coming orgasm. Apparently Mal felt them, too, as he latched onto her clit sucking hard while his fingers started pumping in and out of her ass as Mike commanded her to come.

  And come she did, her body spasming hard and her tight ring closed down hard on the invading fingers as the earthquake rolled through her. She expected Mal to do to what he’d done before and remove his mouth and fingers and fuck her with his cock, but he didn’t let up the assault on her clit with his mouth. Again he licked and sucked her to the brink while he fucked her ass with his fingers. There was no more pain, only a dark pleasure from this.

  She realized that Mike hadn’t come yet either, but he was close. She could feel the twitch of his cock in her throat that signaled he was ready to come.

  This time, it was Mal who ordered her to come when she could hold it no more, as he lifted his head and pulled his fingers out of her ass. She barely noticed him watching her twitching body for a moment as her climax slammed through her before he reached down and started pumping his hard cock. Mike pulled out of her mouth without coming and also pumped hard, and in seconds they both shot rope after rope onto her body.

  Rebecca was surprised and looked up in confusion until she saw the looks of possession on their faces. They were marking her as theirs in the most primitive way possible.

  “Rub it into your body,” commanded Mal, and she did, swirling the cum of both brothers together before rubbing it into her breasts and stomach. Seeing the looks on their faces and seeing their renewed arousal, she deliberately ran a finger the sticky cum on her chest before bringing it up to her mouth and licking if off.

  “No more waiting. We are starting serious anal training today, and by Friday I’m taking that ass. Now time for a quick shower before the Shibari suspension demonstration.”

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  She’d done rope work several times with Mal. The first time he’d created a sort of rope bra-corset combination that made her breasts stick out prominently. It was actually pretty comfortable considering her arms were fully restrained behind her. The problem was the rope that went down between her butt cheeks. Mal had put a knot into the rope just where it passed over her clit, and the pressure nearly drove her crazy. She didn’t have permission to come, and it was all she could do to hold it back.

  He claimed not to be a sadist, but when he checked his watch and decided that she should come to lunch in her harness, she couldn’t help smarting off. That had earned her one of his more creative punishments. He went to his toy bag and pulled out something she couldn’t see. Then he went behind her and loosened the rope that passed over her clit.

  Her relief was short lived when he nudged her legs apart and then pushed something cold and metallic inside of her before retightening the rope. He snapped a leash to her collar and led her to the dining room where he joined a table with a half dozen other Doms and subs and made her kneel at his feet while he fed her.

  Just when she thought she was going to be able to get through the meal without coming, that damned little metal thing inside her started vibrating. She’d forgotten it was there, but now it was making its presence felt.

  “You do not have permission to come, pet. If you do come without permission, I’m going to strap you down to the spanking bench for an hour of edge play for each unauthorized orgasm. Would you like that?”

  Rebecca shook her head vigorously. “No, Sir.” He chuckled and ruffled her hair. The bastard had said that he liked to make the punishment fit the crime and be customized to the specific sub’s likes and dislikes, and he’d found her weakness.

  She did not like edge play. More than that, she hated it. They had done it for the first time a few days ago. It had sounded like fun. She should have looked it up in Dr. McClain’s book before agreeing. It had only taken ten minutes for him to have her begging for orgasm, but each time she came close, he stopped what he was doing to her until it started to recede, and then he started again. Over and over he’d taken her right to the edge and then stopped. She started crying at twenty minutes, and at thirty minutes he’d finally taken pity on her and let her come. Her orgasm had been so strong she’d actually passed out from it.

  She couldn’t imagine an hour of edge play. She’d lose her mind. She was not going to come without permission no matter what he did to her.

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  Mal looked at his handiwork. Rebecca was hanging from the ceiling i
n a rope harness that covered everything except her head, breasts, pussy, and ass. She should find the harness was surprisingly comfortable except for the butt plug that Mal had shoved in once he had her hanging. With a wicked smile, he watched her face as she struggled to accept the plug. It was bigger than the ones they’d used on her before but still smaller than their cocks, so she couldn’t complain. She knew that very soon, she’d be taking them both together, and if she wanted to be ready, she had to endure the series of plugs they’d used on her.

  Once it was inside her, he moved to stand between her legs, which were bent at the knee and bound so that they splayed open. He kissed her gently on the nose.

  “You did good, sweetheart! Tomorrow it’ll be me and Mike inside you. Today, you’ll have to settle for me and the plug.”

  Lubing his cock, he pushed gently at her pussy entrance. She felt so tight and so damned right in his arms. He pulled her tight to him, wrapping his arms around her as he kissed her thoroughly before pulling back to look at her face. Her eyes were closed, and her expression was dreamy.

  “You can come as much as you like, pet.” Because she was suspended, he didn’t have to move. Instead, he gripped her hips and moved her back and forth on his cock until they were both ready for release. Pulling out, he dropped to his knees and tugged her toward him, burying his face between her thighs. Licking hard, he covered all of the area between her lips except for her clit. He laughed as she tried to wiggle her hips. Swatting her exposed butt to make her still, he pressed his face closer, pushing his tongue in and out of her pussy until she was begging to come. Laughing, he moved his mouth to her clit and gave her what she wanted. And then he did it again, enjoying the expression on her face as she came.

  While she lay back replete, he quickly unfastened the ropes and laid her gently on the bed, gently massaging her arms and legs to get the circulation going again before he buried himself within her again. This time, he wasn’t gentle. He felt the need to claim her, and so he fucked her hard until she came apart again in his arms.