Bound to be Tamed: Emergence, Book 2

by Becca Jameson

  Flogging. Was that with whips? 8, Can’t I just receive a spanking if I’m naughty?

  Public nudity. Hell to the no. But both men had mentioned it this morning. In fact, they’d purposefully made her sit naked in front of the windows to enforce their desire to expose her slowly. She wasn’t up for being exposed yet. 8, I’m not ready to be on display. Maybe we could revisit this later. Like when hell froze over. But she didn’t need to expound on that.

  Fellatio. She smiled. She’d given both men a blowjob, and she’d enjoyed it. It was a heady experience knowing she’d brought them to their knees while she’d knelt before them on her knees. 1, As long as it’s not forced or public.

  Saint Andrew’s Cross. She lifted her eyes up toward the ceiling, trying to remember what this was. An X that a submissive stood at with their legs and arms spread? Yep, that was it. 5, Do you have one of these? I wouldn’t do it in public.

  Anal plugs. She thought about the plug they’d used on her before. It hadn’t been too bad. They’d said it was very small though. How big did they get? She remembered the sensation of having her ass filled while she walked around the fetish club. It had heightened her awareness. Maybe. 4, The one you used was okay. I’m worried about a larger one.

  Anal sex. No, really? There were two of them though. How would they all three have sex if one wasn’t in her ass? She hadn’t thought about that before. She squirmed on the mat, adjusting her butt on both sides and imagining having one of their cocks inside her. Wouldn’t it hurt? 6, I’m scared. At least that was honest.

  The phone pinged next to her as she finished writing the last word. Coincidence? She glanced at the camera in front of her before she grabbed the cell.

  Aiden: Hey, Steph. Hope your homework is coming along well. You may eat lunch now. There is a bag lunch for you in the fridge. Everything you need is inside. Take it to the table, sit with your legs spread and eat. When you have finished, return to your mat.

  Was she supposed to answer? She typed: Yes, Sir.

  Setting the pages of notes aside, Stephanie stood. Her legs were cramped from sitting so long. What time was it? She looked at the bedside table on the way out. 1:30. She couldn’t believe she’d been sitting in the corner that long.

  The bag was in the refrigerator as Aiden had said. She opened it at the table, ensuring her legs were spread wide enough under the top to make it clear to the camera she had obeyed the command.

  She pulled out the contents: an apple, a turkey sandwich, a bottle of water. Simple, but complete. She was starving and hadn’t even realized it.

  In ten minutes everything was gone. She stuffed the empty bottle and the core in the bag, wiped off the crumbs from her spot and stood. After tossing the bag in the trash, she headed for the bathroom.

  Did they have cameras in there too? God, I hope not. As she entered, she lifted her gaze. Nope. Nothing. One room in the house with some level of privacy. As long as the men weren’t there with her.

  As soon as she’d taken care of the necessities and washed her hands, she padded back to the bedroom and the dreaded mat. How often would they leave her there on the mat, staring at the walls?

  Stephanie shivered as she looked out the window. Was it true no one could see her? She sat on her knees just in case and peered outside in every direction. Probably not. Still. It felt weird wandering around the house naked.

  The phone pinged.

  Dane: Hope lunch was satisfactory. If you’re finished with the assignment we left, there is a book you can read next to the wall. All your reading material will be approved by us for a while. When we ask you to read, we mean it. Don’t fake it. You might be quizzed.

  She set the phone down and then snatched it back up. Yes, Sir.

  The book was right where he’d said it would be. How had she not noticed it before?

  Dominance and submission: Knowing What’s Right for You

  Stephanie’s back ached from sitting so long this morning. She lay down on her side on the mat and opened the book, curling her legs up. It was chilly in the room. She’d been so concerned with her assignment earlier, she hadn’t noticed. Now she shivered. Goose bumps rose on her skin.

  She stared at the first page, reading it several times, but not absorbing the words. Her concentration was shot. She was exhausted. Instead of reading, her mind wandered to this morning.

  Had she made the right choice giving up her free will to Aiden and Dane? She needed to stop second-guessing herself. She had nothing to lose by taking this chance. She would forever wonder what could have been if she didn’t give this a try. The worst that could happen would be for her to walk away considerably more educated on the subject of submission, although perhaps with a bit less self-esteem.

  Her eyes closed. God, I’m tired.

  Chapter Five

  Aiden stared at the computer and laughed.

  “What?” Dane asked as he wiped his hands on a towel.

  The lunch rush had been crowded for a Monday and Aiden wanted to get out of there for a few minutes. “She’s asleep.”

  “No.” Dane leaned over Aiden’s shoulder, squeezing it as he kissed Aiden’s temple before glancing at the screen. “Rich.” He smirked. “God, I’m going to enjoy this.”

  Aiden sat back, grabbed Dane’s hand with his own and then stood. “Let’s go. I can’t wait.”

  On their way out, Dane waved at the employees who would be there all afternoon cleaning, restocking and preparing for the evening. “We might be late. See you in a bit.”

  In five minutes he was following Dane to the door of the apartment. Dane opened it as silently as possible. Catching their woman asleep was going to startle the crap out of her.

  When they entered the bedroom, there she lay, curled on her side, the book open but leaning over her hand. She looked angelic like that. Her sweet ass, a tone lighter than her leg, begged him to stroke the skin.

  Instead, Aiden took out his cell and sent her a message.

  Stephanie bolted upright when the phone buzzed. She floundered for a moment, reaching around for the cell, until she realized she wasn’t alone and her gaze landed on Aiden. “Shit. I fell asleep. What time is it?”

  He pursed his lips and furrowed his brow, trying hard to look angry. It was tough. The little sprite was flustered and the side of her face was red from the mat.

  Dane grasped Aiden’s biceps and stared over his shoulder.

  “Shit,” she repeated when she got her bearings. “Sorry, Sir. I mean…” Her voice trailed off. Her gaze lowered. A moment passed and then she scrambled to her knees and assumed the first position—about two minutes too late.

  Her chest heaved.

  Aiden cleared his throat. “I don’t recall mentioning anything about a nap. Did you, Dane?”

  “Nope.”

  “How was the reading material?” Aiden asked.

  Stephanie said nothing.

  “Please answer me.”

  “I— I didn’t get very far. I guess I fell asleep.”

  “You think?” Aiden lifted both eyebrows.

  “I’m sorry,” Stephanie repeated.

  “Hmmm. You probably won’t repeat the infraction, that’s for sure.” Not after we punish your sweet little pussy for this. Aiden turned to Dane. “What do you think, Dane?”

  Dane shrugged. “Baby, I can’t even figure out how to total the minutes that would represent tonight’s punishment for napping when you were supposed to be reading. Learning. Studying.”

  She flinched. Her head lowered farther. “I’m sorry, Sirs,” she mumbled.

  “So I’ve heard.” Dane crossed to her side and reached for the pages she’d written on earlier. He studied them as he stepped back toward Aiden.

  Aiden leaned in to read alongside Dane. Interesting responses.

  He smiled as he ran down the list.

  Finally, Aiden returned his attention to Stephanie. “Are you sure about all these answers? Or did you fall asleep while working on this assignment too?”

  “N
o, Sir. I did not. I’m sure.” She swayed on her knees, unsteady.

  Aiden furrowed his brow. “Blindfolds? You have an aversion to blindfolds?”

  She nodded. “I do, Sir. I don’t like to be…cut off, I guess.”

  Dane leaned closer to her. “It’s so bad you gave it a ten?”

  She nodded and bit her lip. Aiden watched as she chewed on that plump lower lip. “Okay, other than that it seems your main concern is public displaying of your gorgeous body.” He’d readdress the blindfold issue later. Obviously there was a story behind her aversion.

  “Yes, Sir.”

  “We’ve touched on this subject a little this morning, but I want to reiterate that this is a boundary we both want you to cross. We’re going to take your responses into consideration every step of the way, but you can expect us to push you where it concerns exposing yourself to others. If it’s too much too fast, you have a safe word.” Aiden watched her response to his words closely.

  Stephanie’s shoulders drooped. “Yes, Sir.” Her voice held no excitement.

  “We’ll discuss this further later. For now, we want you to spend some time doing some challenging exercises. We’ll set you up with a few goals and then let you practice while we’re at work this evening.”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  Aiden nodded at Dane who left the room and returned moments later with a bag. The zipper sounded loud in the quiet room.

  Stephanie didn’t move, but she stiffened.

  Dane pulled out the Ben Wa balls. They’d used them on her Friday, compelling her to wear them at work all day inside her pussy. They’d used a tight leather thong to hold the balls inside her.

  However, Aiden wanted her to work on the Kegel muscles that would allow her to hold the balls inside her without the thong. He took the balls and stepped in front of Stephanie. “Lick them. Suck them into your mouth and get them wet.”

  This concept wasn’t new to her either. She’d been told she would always suckle her toys before they went inside her.

  Stephanie opened her mouth and allowed first one metal ball and then the other to slip inside. She swirled them around a few times and then Aiden pulled them back out by the attached string.

  “Good. Now let’s see if you can remember the fifth position, present.” Aiden stepped out of her way.

  Stephanie lay down on the mat, trembling visibly. She seemed to struggle to remember where all her limbs belonged, but in the end she nailed it. “Good. Hands at your sides, palms up. Legs spread wide and knees open.”

  Dane leaned down between her thighs. He ran a finger through her folds. “So wet, baby.”

  Stephanie held her breath. Aiden watched her face as she struggled for composure.

  “Does this feel good?” Dane asked.

  “Yes…Sir.” Her voice was breathy.

  Dane glanced at Aiden. “You hold her pussy open. I’ll push the balls inside.”

  Aiden knelt beside Dane, pressing Stephanie’s thighs wider to accommodate him. It wasn’t remotely necessary for both of them to accomplish this task, but it made Stephanie squirm that much harder.

  “Stay still,” Aiden admonished. He held her pussy spread wide with both hands, a few fingers lying precariously close to her clit, intentionally not touching her little nub as it protruded from the hood all on its own.

  “So beautiful, Steph. Your pussy is all pink and glistening with need. We’re going to fill it now.” Dane swirled the first ball around the entrance several times, a painstakingly slow process that made Stephanie pant. Her head tipped back under the stress.

  When Dane slipped the first ball inside her, she clenched her pussy. “That’s it, baby. Grab for the balls. Pull them in. Don’t worry about keeping them inside. We’re going to work on that.” He slipped the second ball in and she bucked.

  Aiden held her tighter, pressing her into the mat. “Steady. Hang on.”

  Dane pressed three fingers into her open pussy, settling the balls as deep as he could, even though Aiden knew they wouldn’t last there fifteen seconds—not this first time doing the exercise anyway.

  Stephanie moaned loudly as they both released her, leaving her with no contact. The poor thing.

  Watching her suffer and knowing how badly she wanted them to finger her or even fuck her made Aiden’s cock harder than a rock. He needed to ignore the small head right now and use the big one to give instructions. “Hold the balls inside you. Concentrate on squeezing them with your pussy.” He watched as her muscles flexed even on the outside. “Good girl.”

  Aiden stood and stepped back. “Now you’re going to get into first position and hold the balls inside.”

  Stephanie tilted her face toward him, the priceless look asking him if he was crazy. Stunned silent.

  “I—”

  “Don’t ever say can’t,” Aiden interrupted. “We know you won’t be able to hold them very long. That’s why you’re going to practice. Each session you work on it, you’ll get better.”

  She sat up and then squeezed her knees together as she swiveled around to lift her ass off the mat and balance her body on her knees.

  “Spread your legs, Steph.” Dane tapped her thigh. “This is still first position. You’ll learn to hold the balls inside your pussy even with your legs spread. Don’t worry. You won’t be in trouble when they fall out. You’ll put them back in and try again.”

  Holding her breath and clearly concentrating on her pussy, Stephanie walked her knees out a few inches. Before she could get her hands behind her back, the metal balls clanked together on the mat. She groaned.

  “Pick them up,” Aiden instructed. “Good. Now push them back inside you. The deeper you get them, the easier it will be.”

  Her hands shook as she used one to hold her folds open and the other to press the Ben Wa balls inside. It was the sexiest sight.

  Aiden couldn’t take it anymore. He popped the button on his dress pants and unzipped them. His cock peeked out of the top of his briefs.

  Stephanie jerked her gaze to his dick and licked her lips. The little nymph.

  “Don’t look at me. You have work to do,” Aiden scolded. He pulled his boxers over his cock and took the length in his palm. “Dane.” He nearly moaned his partner’s name.

  “Come here,” Dane whispered. His voice was as choppy as Aiden’s. Dane took Aiden’s cock in his hand and brushed away Aiden’s palm as he got on his knees before his lover.

  Aiden turned his attention to Stephanie. “That’s so hot, Steph. Keep going. I’m going to watch while Dane sucks me off.” He struggled for each word, panting through the request. “Count the seconds each time you try again. Do your best to make those moments grow longer with each attempt.”

  Dane sucked Aiden’s cock in before he could say another word. Dane moaned around the shaft, lubricating it with his mouth. The man could suck dick. He could deep throat, and he swallowed like a pro.

  With the possible exception of Stephanie’s sweet lips, Aiden had never had a better lover. His eyes glazed over as he watched Stephanie struggle with the metal balls. She fumbled them repeatedly, often not even getting them inside her before they fell to the mat again. Not surprising since her eyes were on Aiden’s cock and her hands shook as if she’d had ten cups of coffee and no lunch.

  The little noises she made pushed Aiden over the edge in no time. He gripped Dane’s head and held on tight as his dick pulsed feverishly into Dane’s eager mouth.

  When he could finally gather his brain cells and Dane released him, Aiden tucked his semi-erect cock back into his briefs. “Did you like that, little sub?”

  “Yes, Sir.” Her voice shook.

  “Do you want to see Dane’s cock too?”

  “Yes, Sir.” Her gaze traveled from Aiden’s crotch to Dane’s.

  Dane popped his dick free in seconds. He lowered his black pants and underwear down several inches to free his thighs.

  “Take your dick in your hand, Dane,” Aiden directed. He loved talking Dane through a masturbation sce
ne. It was so fucking hot. The man steamed up the room. He was a sight to behold and Stephanie must have agreed because her eyes bugged out and her body froze, the metal balls forgotten between her spread legs on the mat.

  Aiden stared at her fingers where they still held her pussy open. “We didn’t give you permission to touch yourself, Steph. Release your folds. Watch Dane.” Aiden stepped awkwardly toward the bag at the foot of the bed. He tugged his pants back together in the front and rummaged around until he found the tube he was looking for.

  Handing it to Dane, he said, “Squeeze this into your palm.”

  Dane took the ointment, but he rolled his eyes.

  Aiden grasped the back of Dane’s head and pulled it back hard. “Did you roll your eyes at me?”

  Dane swallowed. “Yes, Sir.”

  Aiden loved the way both of them could role play, either of them topping and easily switching roles as they went along. He knew how stiff Dane got when Aiden bossed him around.

  “Double the amount and rub it into your balls too. And since you’re so disinclined to surrender, you can leave the lube on your cock for the rest of the day.” Aiden smiled and released Dane’s head. The lube, as he’d called it, wasn’t ordinary. It was slippery all right. But it had warming properties that made a man squirm as it heated the skin.

  Hell, it was going to do very naughty things to the woman in the room too.

  Dane popped the lid and did as he was told, smearing a generous portion around his balls and up his length. He set the tube down and began to masturbate.

  “Scoot closer to Stephanie. She can’t see well.”

  Dane hobbled toward her, stopping a foot away.

  “Stephanie, watch Dane so you’ll know how he likes to be handled.”

  Dane sucked in a breath. The moment Aiden nodded toward him, Dane let loose. His hand moved up and down his shaft, squeezing and releasing himself as he slipped his cupped palm over the tip and back down to his balls. With his free hand, he fondled his balls, letting them slip through his fingers and squeezing them with a gentle pressure as he jerked his cock.