Make me Yours Evermore

by Cari Silverwood

I guided her only a little with my hands in her hair. By the time I was in the throes of a climax, I was gripping her with both thighs and hands and gasping out my joy. Orgasms tended to be loud and messy.

  When the light clicked on, it was a few seconds before I opened my eyes. Chris looked down on us – Zoe still quietly licking around my clit and me breathing like I’d run a race. I glared at him in an exhausted way. Zoe froze.

  After a while, he smiled then went and turned out the light and I heard him climb back into bed.

  “Come here, Zoe. Come up here so I can cuddle you.”

  “Soon.” She exhaled and put her cheek to my thigh, resting there. “Soon.”

  For a tired moment I wished I could spank her for disobedience. Time flowed past. I wandered into sleep still half aware of something I was missing.

  I awoke panicking. One more day. Only one more day. Then she would be going back to him.

  The next night, the last night, I realized what it was that bothered me. I sat up and stared down at Zoe, sleeping. I had to talk to her. Apart from those few previous words, she’d refused.

  But I poked until she awoke and drew her up into my arms where we could whisper without, hopefully, being overheard.

  I ran through things in my head. It was obvious to me that Zoe was a woman who’d been taken by a human trafficking ring…business, whatever. I’d listened to Chris talk. This house was owned by a friend of his. It must be used for trafficking in some way. Scrim was the caretaker, so he was involved. Simple. Only I’d heard Chris tell Andreas several times that Scrim was just kinky. That this place was used by people into BDSM.

  That was the mismatch. That was why Andreas had been so uncharacteristically quiet. He must not know Zoe was like me, caught by men. He thought she was pretending. I think that was it.

  I still wasn’t sure. The logic frustrated me. So how did it help me? Or us?

  Oh fuck. Of course. Chris was lying to his best friend. All I had to do was convince Andreas of that then I could step back and watch the feathers fly. Andreas wasn’t the sort of man who’d stand by and let this happen to Zoe. I just had to get him to talk to her, really talk to her.

  Maybe with her help I could sway Andreas? He’d think I was making it up if I didn’t have some other evidence.

  But despite all my urging, she wouldn’t talk to me. Though frustrated, I let her lie in my arms until dawn. I had a dead arm when I awoke but it was worth it to be able to peek down and watch her slumbering. Her tangled hair stirred under my nose.

  That morning, before I could talk to Andreas by myself, Scrim arrived and took Zoe back. What could I do? They’d let Scrim into the house, into the bedroom, to get her. For once in my life, I chickened out. I watched him take her even when she pleaded with her eyes. From the cage, I had to listen to her loud sobs as he towed her away down the front steps.

  Someone loomed in the bedroom door, shadowing me. Not Scrim, thank god. Chris and Andreas.

  I’d been surprised the men had been so distant while she was with me. I’d expected them to fuck us both. Maybe Andreas would be too moralistic but Chris – I’d thought he would fuck anything. The more I thought about how they’d restrained themselves, the more they rose in my estimation. I would’ve hated them if they’d touched her. Truly I would. They would have been no better than animals.

  But in an odd reversal I didn’t understand in myself, I also didn’t want her being had by them. Being considered theirs for so many weeks had seeped into my very essence and in some twisted, depraved and horribly wrong way, I’d come to think of them as mine. This wasn’t healthy.

  Chris came forward and crouched before the cage door.

  “Hello, Sir.” I’d be good. I wasn’t sure any more of his tolerance for my anger.

  “You’ve been bad haven’t you, Kat.”

  “Me?” Alarmed I sat up straighter. “How? I never –”

  “You’ve been teasing us for two days with Zoe. I haven’t been able to touch you. Neither has Andreas. Now we’re going to punish you for it.”

  What was this? Appalled, I looked from one to the other, then to Chris when I heard the rustle of his clothes. He’d dragged his shorts down and had his hand around his erection. He fed it into the cage.

  “First you’re going to suck me off for a while. Then I think I will get you to put your ass up here against the bars so I can fuck you. Maybe then we’ll let you out so we can take you together – mouth and ass.”

  “I…”

  “Now do you see how bad you’ve been? You two getting each other off has got us both horny and ready to fuck you sideways for a week.”

  Past him I saw Andreas sitting on the bed with his cock out and his fist running up and down its length.

  “Come here. Now.” Chris had a gleam in his eye that said I’d pay even more if I wasn’t fast.

  Stunned and already so turned on I’d squeezed my thighs together over my clit, I crawled forward and gave his cock a single long lick, then I swirled my tongue around it. He was rock hard and it made me wonder how they’d lasted the two days. Zoe must really have been out of bounds for them.

  I took half his length into my mouth so I could toy with it with my tongue.

  “That’s it.” He groaned and clutched the bars so he could push up close to the cage. The feral noises coming from him aroused me even more as he sank his cock into my mouth.

  A minute later he remembered to instruct me to turn and back up to the bars. He pulled my lower legs through and roped my thighs to the bars so my ass was up tight against the steel. I’d never had a Dom make me do this before. I never would have for anyone. Being fucked through a cage? But this whole situation made me a little crazy. The plunge of his cock into me had me lowering my head until my hair was grabbed through the upper bars.

  “No way, little Kat,” Andreas said. “Stay right there. I’m going to fuck you too in a few seconds.”

  I gasped a little. Outrageous, what they were doing. My gasp turned into a low moan as Chris slid into me again. He went in far, hitting somewhere deep that ached as his cock repeatedly thumped into the same spot. I stopped breathing, my eyes rolling back. Had his dick grown longer? I wriggled my ass higher, groaning. Fuck. I sure hoped so.

  “Mmm.”

  I was making those small weird sexual noises that betrayed my willingness but I couldn’t help myself. Already my entire body throbbed with the need to come. I wanted them to touch me properly but they alternated, fucking me in turns while holding me in place. I never knew I had a cage fetish but whenever they switched places and took me again without asking, I groaned a little louder, my heart thudded faster, and I got wetter and hungrier for more of what they did.

  “Fuck, fuck fuck,” I grunted in time with the thrusts of whoever had me.

  I hazed out, eyes seeing nothing, rocked, shuddering, choking almost as I forgot to breathe.

  “Good girl.” One of them rammed into me. I was so lost I didn’t register who. Someone managed to reach in and finger my clit.

  “More,” I begged. Someone laughed.

  More. Mouth open, straining in every muscle, I shoved back at the cock tunneling into me, squirmed on the fingers, and exploded into an orgasm.

  While I was panting, half-collapsed on my knees, with my forehead on the floor, they undid the ropes and opened the cage to drag me out.

  “You’re ours.” Chris crushed my lips under his. “Never ever forget your pussy, and you, all of you, is ours.” With Andreas clutching my arms at my back, I could only whimper and take the pain of his kiss and feel myself falling further and further under his dominance.

  I’m me, my small voice was trying to tell me. I’m still me. For once I didn’t care. I wanted this.

  A few moments later, I was spread-eagled on the bed taking one in my mouth with the other pounding into my pussy. This wasn’t just sex, it was also their way of making me theirs again. I was being repossessed.

  Even though I knew what they were doing, insanely, I loved th
at they wanted to. Fuck me harder, ran through my head in a constant stream.

  Then I heard the screams.

  Zoe. I froze. Locked into a world of fear.

  There’d been tiny cuts on her back made by a blade. I knew why. I knew her voice, her screams. My tears were dry but they made my heart ache so much. I don’t think either man knew when the dry tears turned into real ones.

  Chapter 26

  Andreas

  It wasn’t until we were done with Kat, had cleaned up, and climbed back into bed with her between us that I realized she was crying. And then it was only because Chris had seen it. He had her facing him with her head tucked into his chest. The man was being far more…intimate, in a way, than he usually was.

  “What is it Kat?” He cradled her head and made her look at him. “Why are you crying? We were rough, but not that rough.”

  I put my hand on her shoulder and gently mussed up her already messy hair.

  “It’s Zoe. Didn’t you hear her screaming?” she whispered. She put her hand up near mine and I stroked her skin with a finger.

  Not cuffed and not growling at us or trying to kill us? This seemed a pivotal moment.

  “How do you know it’s Zoe?” Chris asked, frowning a little.

  “She’ll be fine. She’s only pretending.” But a worm of doubt stirred.

  “No, she’s not.” The certainty in her voice was overlaid by a tremor. I could tell she was scared. “She’s not at all. Scrim is selling people, women. She was being hurt by him and I couldn’t do anything. But you two can!” She sounded choked up, like she was again holding back tears. “Please. Do something.”

  When Chris didn’t reply, I stared. If he’d said anything, almost, I would have brushed this off. But he didn’t. His face was impassive but his actions said more to me.

  “Chris? Tell her Zoe was pretending.”

  He took a long deep breath. Such a long breath, I knew without him saying anything that he was struggling. Which meant Kat was right.

  “Shit. No. No.” I shook my head, squeezing Kat’s shoulder. “Chris?”

  What the hell? This had to be false.

  Pivotal moment? Bullshit. Kat was like this because she wanted something from us. She was worried about Zoe because Zoe was in the hands of human traffickers. And that meant they might do…

  Hell. I propped myself up on my elbow. Chris knew about this for how long? Since we arrived? This house belonged to a friend who’d loaned it to him. “How long have you known?”

  “A long time.” His mouth tweaked at one corner. “So simple wasn’t it. You found the flaw, Kat. I forgot that I can’t lie to Andreas.”

  “Jeez.” I massaged either side of my nose, silencing the headache that threatened. “Sex slaves? Scrim’s involved?”

  He nodded. Kat stayed quiet. I guess she was hoping we’d settle this in her favor. Right now I couldn’t figure out which end of the world we were on, let alone how to sort this out. “What a fucking mess,” I muttered. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

  “Because…it’s been forever. Years ago I got into this, doing accounting for this man, through my family. I found out accidentally. I wasn’t involved, couldn’t see how I could fix it without maybe getting a hit put on me. Or going to prison myself. I forgot about it mostly. I knew, but I pushed it to the back of my mind.”

  “Until now.”

  “Yes. Until now. I didn’t know they’d bring a shipment through while we were here. Didn’t know you’d be here full stop.”

  “Uh-huh.”

  “If you hate me, think I’m a bottom feeder of the worst kind, I understand.”

  I threw back the sheet, spun off the bed, and stood. “I have to get some air. Come outside. Both of you. We can lock Kat’s leash onto the chair.” Like always. I hesitated a second. Even now, I wasn’t forgetting what we had with her. Ingrained. A part of me, of us, whatever.

  I ended up leaning over the back railing with Chris at my shoulder. The cool night air, the background insect sounds of the forest, and the wash of the sea, had calmed me a bit. Not enough though. Chris hadn’t said anything for a while.

  The tension built up in my head. I blamed him. I didn’t blame him. I understood and some of it I didn’t. Not quite. I wanted to scream, why. I strangled the railing under my hand, like if I gripped it tightly enough I could make all this shit go away.

  I gave in, shaking my head and muttering them all out in a row. “What the fuck, Chris? Fuck! Just…motherfucking…fuck.”

  Silence again for a minute. “I’m sorry. I wish this hadn’t happened the way it has.”

  “Me too.” I sighed. “Would you ever have told me?”

  “No. I would’ve kept you out of it. Unless you asked me directly.”

  “Yeah. Like I just did.” I bowed my head and stared at my toes, what I could see of them in the part darkness. “That you couldn’t lie to me…that part is what says the most to me.”

  “Okay.”

  Just like Chris. Letting me find my own way. Not trying to whitewash this.

  “Fuck. Okay. Yeah. I’m done going nuts. I’m not going to throw you away as a friend. This hurt, but I can see how it crept up on you. Why you couldn’t say anything.”

  He nodded, kept looking out across the wall to the beach. “I don’t deserve you.”

  “Yeah, you do. You fucking do. I’d be shark food years ago if you hadn’t come out to me. You’d have to be Idi Amin and Hitler combined for me to tell you to piss off. Let’s just be…honest with each other from now on though? Yeah?”

  “Yeah,” he said quietly. “Sure. I can do that.”

  “This boss of yours told you that Zoe was a present or something?”

  “Yes. He wanted you to get your hands dirty, so he had a hold on you.”

  “Shit. Really? And you wouldn’t have let me touch her would you?”

  “No. I guess I did that part right at least.”

  I thought some more, tapping my fingers on the railing. “You’ve had longer to think. What are we going to do?”

  He inhaled loudly, exhaled. “I don’t know. They’re a big organization doing something illegal, something I consider far worse than what we’re doing with Kat, but I’ve never wanted to be Superman and somehow destroy them. Because we can’t. Scrim and those men are armed. We can’t report them to the cops because we’re in almost as deep. I don’t want to go to jail. Okay?”

  While I was opening my mouth to reply, he raised a hand.

  “Wait. I lied. I did want to be Superman. Lots of times. I just convinced myself it was stupid. I was right. But I still felt bad for a long time.” Chris shrugged. “I got desensitized, like someone watching people die in a war overseas on the TV. It became not real.”

  “I understand. Now we’re both here, same situation. I don’t know what we can do either, except go with the flow for now.” I shrugged. “It’s not good.”

  “No. If we reported this we’d go to jail for at least a year. Probably much longer. We’d be dead in six months in jail. Vetrov would see to it. We wouldn’t take him down anyway. I’ve never met him. I don’t even know where he lives for chrissakes.”

  “Right. That does make it fucked up. Okay.” I guess we couldn’t save the world no matter how much this disturbed me. However, we could do something. I turned to him. “What about Zoe? Kat likes her a lot. I like her too. Can we at least get her away from them? How many women have they got here right now?”

  He was silent a while. “What, you mean buy her, or them? I guess we could… Damn. No we can’t do that. You know why?”

  I shook my head.

  “Because Vetrov would never agree to us freeing them. They’ve seen too much.”

  “Please!” For the first time since we came out onto the deck, Kat spoke. “You have to. Please?”

  “Shush.” I waved my hand at her, ignoring the couple of quiet swear words she uttered. “We’re going to do what we can. Chris? What if we just ask about Zoe?”

  “I suppos
e… I can ask. We can ask if we can buy her. But Andreas, again, we could never let her go. You understand that?”

  “Shit.” Two women. I leaned on the balcony a bit more. “I don’t know.”

  Kat was enough. I’d never planned to own anyone.

  “He might say no.” Chris added quietly. “Sometimes he does things I don’t understand.”

  I saw nothing for ages while I thought this through. “Let’s try, mate. Let’s try. Between us we should be able to rake up the cash. Whatever it takes.”

  “Okay. I’ll ask tomorrow.”

  I stayed out there long after Chris went back to bed with Kat. I needed some time alone to process this and Chris, to his credit, saw that and left me.

  Most of my life I’d drifted from job to job. Engineers had a lot of scope with job opportunities if they chose a good pathway. With this, with Kat even, by herself, I was pinning myself down to wherever Chris was. You couldn’t get much closer a friendship than owning a woman…women maybe, together. I shut my eyes and breathed in and out with the sea. The salt-laden breeze sent cool tendrils across my face.

  I could do this, whether we acquired Zoe or not. Besides, I didn’t think I wanted to be without Kat in my life anymore. She’d kind of sneaked up on me. I wasn’t sure it was love, how could it be? But it was some sort of symbiotic relationship like that seaweed stuff and the Nemo fish. Anyone who tried to separate us from each other, and that us included Chris, was going to feel the hurt.

  Chapter 27

  Chris

  With morning came the realization that life was about to get way more complex than I’d ever planned. And I had planned with Kat. I’d thought about it for a while before doing it. I’d had Steph in my care for days and once I saw how hers and Klaus’s and Jodie’s situation could sort itself out I’d begun to wonder about the what if factor. What if I did it for real?

  We were eating at the breakfast bar with Kat sitting at our feet on a footstool. Bacon and eggs and fried tomatoes and toast. Andreas had made it. Kat wasn’t the best cook and Andreas had felt the urge to make breakfast anyway. Using my fork, I toyed with the last of the bacon on my plate.