by Caia Daniels
I really wasn’t prepared for any of this, apparently.
“Or I can decide for you. Which is fine by me, but you need to understand you have less control that way.”
I clear my throat.
For once, I don’t care about control.
Tonight is the entire fantasy, and I refuse to allow my insecurities to interfere in that.
“You decide.”
Summer gets a big grin on her face. “Well done. Since that is your choice, I’m not Summer. I’m Madame West. Do you understand? You may say yes, Madame.”
I clear my throat. “Yes, Madame.”
“Very good. Now, what I usually do is direct these scenes. As requested, I’ve received a list of your interests and limits, and I’ve offered my suggestions to Luc and Alec. My participation will be minimal, as he’s my nephew. You’re grown adults, and what you do behind closed doors is your business. But if at any time you feel uncomfortable about anything, your safe word for them is Poly. Do you understand, Merlot?”
“Yes, Madame.”
“Good girl. Now let me see what you’ve chosen to wear beneath your dress. Stand up and lift up your gown.”
With wobbly knees, I stand and lift my gown, showing Madame West my black lacy corset and thong. I’m also wearing black thigh highs with a black garter belt.
“Beautiful. Are you comfortable bare in front of strangers?”
“Do you mean you?”
“Yes.”
I nod.
“Good. I think your dress is lovely. Your undergarments even better, and I would rather they undress you. It’s about the seduction. The anticipation. Let’s keep you as you are. Did you bring any makeup to freshen yourself up with?”
“Just eyeliner and lipstick.”
“Perfect. Freshen up while I go check on the boys. When you’re done, come out and sit on the bed. I’ll direct you from there. Do you understand?”
I nod.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you. It’s part of the rules of respect. You need to speak your answer. Or risk being punished. And I know you like spankings, so unless you’d like me to deliver them, I suggest you answer me. Now. Do you understand?”
I sit for a moment.
What the hell.
I nod once more, refusing to answer the Madame, to which I get a returned grin.
“Naughty girl.” Madame West narrows her eyes, widening her stance, her stilettos jut out to the side. “That’s two strikes to your bare ass for disobeying me. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Madame.” I hold in my grin. This is going to be fun.
Man, this shit is hard, being serious. I’m so going to get my ass bruised before this night is through.
“Now get ready, you have five minutes to return. I expect to see you sitting on the bed, stilettoes off, nothing but the dress and your undergarments.”
“Thank you, Madame.”
“Good girl. You’re going to have some fun. Take a breath and relax. Luc and Alec love you and will to take good care of you this evening. And if they don’t, they’ll suffer my wrath.”
Madame gives a wink then quietly exits the room.
My stomach is in knots, my mind racing with thoughts of everything from starting a relationship to this whole fantasy they’ve created for me.
Addie is right. I’m one lucky bitch.
I quickly freshen up my makeup, then go back out to the dimly lit bedroom. I unstrap my shoes and set them to the side, then sit on the bed. The softness is impressive. Just like the one at Luc and Alec’s. I’ll have to ask where they got it.
I glance around the room, wondering what kind of toys hide inside those armoires. The drawers.
A moment later, Madame West appears, coming out of the other room, closing the door behind her. She stares at me for a moment, then walks across the room.
Madame West opens up the armoire, pulling out a few things, laying them across the top of the mahogany dresser. I can’t really see what they are since the lighting is so dim in the room, but my heart is racing at the thought of what they have in mind.
Man, I love those smutty BDSM books, and in the scope of things, poly isn’t really vanilla either. But to be honest, I don’t really care about any of that tonight. I don’t need bells and whistles, floggers or bindings.
Sure, they’d be fun… but I don’t need them. I only need Luc and Alec. For them to show me they love me. That this thing can be real. I want more, but less. The simplest of things.
I just want their love.
My heart is racing as the door opens, and Luc and Alec come out wearing nothing but a pair of jeans, each.
Bare feet.
Bare chests.
I lick my lips at the sight.
They’re both so beautiful in their own right. Luc is thinner and shorter than Alec, but still well defined, while Alec is like a well-oiled sexy machine. Every line sculpted, every muscle traceable.
Different, but both as beautiful as the other. In every single way.
Music gets louder overhead, not much, but enough to set a mood.
I glance around as the lights get slightly brighter, but just barely, enough for everyone to see what’s going on in the room. Bright enough for me to finally see what is laying out on the dresser.
A blindfold. Binding scarves. A riding crop. A few other things, like my vibrator.
Wait, how did they get my vibrator?
A second later, Madame West appears near the bed, reaching for my hand.
I accept it, then rise to my feet.
Madame West walks me over to the boys, placing my hands in Alec and Luc’s.
“Tonight, Alec and Luc asked me to help create for you the perfect fantasy. While preparing for this evening, you chose to directly disobey me. Do you remember what the punishment for that was?”
“Two strokes to my bare ass, Madame West.”
“Good girl. Luc and Alec have chosen to deliver this punishment themselves unless you decide you’d prefer I do it.”
“They can do it.” I grin, staring at the boys.
“Very good. I leave you in good hands. Take care of Merlot, and she’ll take care of you.” The Madame nods, then leaves the room, locking the door behind her.
Alec stands in front of me and sets his hands on my hips while Luc circles around behind me, setting his hands above Luc’s.
“How do you feel?” Alec pushes my hair off my bare shoulder.
“Nervous.”
Alec nods. “We’re going to take very good care of you. Madame West has given you your safe word, yes?”
“Yes. Poly.”
“Good.” They both smile. “Because we want you to know being poly is safe, and that you’re always safe with us. We want you happy. To feel cared for and loved. Adored, because you are.”
I nod. “Okay.”
Alec runs his hands up my waist, over my shoulders and behind my back. Grabbing my hair, he tugs ever so gently as he leans in and kisses my neck, up to my ear.
“I love you, Merlot. Tonight is just a glimpse of what our lives together could be like. I hope you’ll say yes.”
Luc stands behind me, running his hands up over my hips, my waist, up to my neck, then slowly unzipping my dress.
“You know how I feel, now let me show you.” Luc whispers, running his hands up my back, grazing along my sensitive skin, to my shoulders. He slowly pushes the straps down, kissing along my neck and back, his kisses taking the gown with them.
Goose bumps race across my arms as Alec holds my cheeks then roams his hands down along my arms, setting on my waist, pushing his thumbs along my panties while Luc kisses down my legs, then gently picks up each leg, helping me step out of my gown.
Luc rises to his feet, then lays the gown aside while Alec holds me, gazing heavy into my eyes.
The weight of his stare says everything. The need in his gaze gives my own desire a boost as he slowly moves me two steps back, sitting me on the bed.
Luc climbs in the bed behind me, res
ting his hands along my neck, gently massaging out the knots that have resided there for days.
I close my eyes, lifting my chin up slightly until Alec steps up to me and tilts my chin higher. Caramel eyes hold mine captive, and I feel a deeper connection than ever before with this man. These men.
Mine.
“I love you, Merlot LaRue. Luc loves you. We’re going to show you.” Leaning forward, he places a soft, slow kiss on my lips.
Gradually, it deepens. Gentle nibbles are followed by intense, hands-on-my-cheeks kisses. Our lips interlock, tongue tips tease gently. He’s an amazing kisser. I’m already melting.
Luc roams his hands over my back, easing tense muscles and working knots out. He’s doing a very good job relaxing me.
With his work on my muscles and Alec’s questing mouth igniting my need, I’m shifting into a very sexy mindset.
This is fucking hot.
I miss Luc’s mouth. I gently break the kiss with Alec and smile at him dreamily. Turning to Luc, I kneel and capture his lips in a slow, sensual kiss. This time, it’s my hands on his cheeks as I show him how I feel.
Savoring Alec’s greedy hands on my lower back, I undulate gently, letting him know he’s not forgotten. That he’s valued, too.
“I love you both. Thank you for this.” I’m truly in awe, appreciating the seduction but enough of that. I’m ready for more. “Now, please…make love to me.”
Springing into motion, they expertly arrange me on the bed, a blindfold now in place.
Kisses now lavish on my skin as my nerve endings alight with anticipation and need. Being blindfolded, my other senses come to life as I notice the lightly scented oil permeating the air for the first time. The sounds of my men breathing, moving suddenly jump out.
I fucking love blindfolds. More so now than ever.
Gentle but firm hands pull my arms over my head, and I feel scarves tying my hands together. The silky strands against my wrists make me a little wetter.
Ankles get the same treatment, except instead of together I’m spread wide and fastened to the posts. Testing my bonds, I can move a little, but not very much.
So fucking hot.
Sensing lips trailing across my skin, I try to guess whose they are. The stubble feels like Alec. He explores my neck and nuzzles my ear, which sends shivers down my body.
Hands massage my feet and start loosening up my calves. That must be Luc. Those hands move up to my thighs, easing tension in my muscles and creating new tension in my core.
My need is growing by the minute, and I cannot wait for the main event.
They’re taking their time, though, making this special, loving. Tender. That makes it even better.
Sighing, I stretch a little. Luc’s voice from down below breaks the quiet. “You okay, babe?”
“Yes, love. Better than okay.”
“Damn straight,” Alec murmurs into my neck. “She’s magnificent.”
Alec’s hands begin roaming over my shoulders, cupping my breasts, massaging my nipples. Jolts travel from there down to my core, sparking desire more intensely.
Luc is working his way ever closer to my kitty, teasing me with his sweeping movements. His hands are working the tops of my thighs, up near my center.
So close…just a little more, please.
Alec’s mouth closes over mine, tongue lightly investigating, teasing me. His hands explore my breasts, my ribcage, my belly.
I can feel their hands meeting on my greedy flesh. They clasp briefly, tenderly.
It’s wonderful the way they love each other. It’s so beautiful. Pure.
My thoughts aren’t, though. I want more attention.
Arching my back, I politely remind my men whose fantasy this is. Alec’s hands return to my chest, driving a sigh from my lips.
That sigh is replaced by a swift gasp as Luc’s fingers finally find my needy center.
Thank the Goddess.
Musky scent fills the air as my lips part and greedy fingers probe my depths. Gods, I’m so fucking wet.
Lips and tongue circle and tease my clit, and I’m in heaven. The sensations are sharp, vivid. The atmosphere is charged with desire.
Luc is a genius. His mouth is driving me insane. Alec’s tender attention makes it hotter and more emotional at the same time. I’m floating on a swell of lust and love.
“Gods, I love you two. So freaking hard.”
“So do we, love. So do we,” Alec answers for them both.
Tender teasing gives way to intense pleasure. Luc works my clit and kitty while Alec kisses me and then sucks on my nipples. I kiss and lick his chest as he hovers over me, the heat from his body falling over mine.
Soon, tingles and waves of pleasure radiate out from my center. I tug against the scarves, but they remain tight enough to keep me still.
As my orgasm washes over me, both boys bite gently on my body, clit and nipples. The extra push sends me skyrocketing.
Mercifully, they ease up and let me relax a little. They’re so considerate.
My ankle ties are loosened from the bedpost, but my hands remain bound over my head. I feel the bed shifting as they move on my sides.
What’s next?
In answer to my silent question, they gently flip me over onto my front.
“On your knees, love.” Alec’s voice fills my right ear.
I obey shakily, still soaring a little from my first orgasm. But so fucking excited.
Their hands massage and explore my back, my cheeks. It feels amazing, soothing.
“You disobeyed Madame West, Merlot.” Luc’s stern voice is my only warning as suddenly a hand from each side delivers a firm smack on each side of my upturned ass.
Fire ignites quickly where they spank me, turning to molten gold as they massage and soothe the sting away. Gold turns to warmth, and the sensation travels straight to my core, making me ready for more.
Disappointingly, they shift positions again. Luc leans down and whispers into my ear.
“Are you okay, babe? We’ve never spanked you before, was that too much?”
“No. Not at all. That’s hot as fuck, baby.”
“Good.” Luc’s sigh of relief is adorable. “We had to. Summer is…formidable.”
“Feel free to do it any time you want.” I give a grin. “I love it.”
“Good to know.” I can hear Luc’s surprise.
It’s going to be fun getting to know each other this way. Uninhibited.
“You ready to continue, love?” Alec’s thoughtful voice chimes in.
“Yes. Please.”
Twin chuckles echo through the room. I can feel the bed shift again. I don’t feel anything for a minute. I’m impatient now, but I keep silent, anxiously waiting what’s next.
Sudden sensation blooms across my back. It doesn’t sting, but I feel the strands of leather slide off my side, and I recognize the flogger I saw earlier. It doesn’t seem like hard leather. Feels more like suede.
Feels really fucking good.
Again and again, the strands sweeps across me. I don’t know who is wielding the toy, but they aren’t new to it. A few more slashes and suddenly the tips are ghosting along my flesh, bringing a shiver and goose bumps. Hands slide over the sensitive skin where it landed, soothing and reassuring.
The ends of the toy are slithering along my back, slipping down over my upturned ass, along my sides. It almost tickles, but it falls on the good side of that. A sudden swat brings the bite back to the flogger. Several more, then I feel the light, trailing strands along my flesh again.
Back and forth, back and forth.
Soft cries escape my lips occasionally, and then sighs of pleasure.
I sense movement behind me as the bed shifts. As the flogger continues its delicious work, hands massage my inner thighs again. Closer to my kitty, closer. Finally, they find their target. I moan softly as they plumb my depths.
So good.
I’m floating on a cloud of pleasure.
Dexterous fingers le
ave my aching, needy core and I’m disappointed again. For a minute, until I feel a familiar sensation replace them. Within seconds, my favorite toy has found its home again, deep in my dripping folds. I revel in the feeling as the vibrations start up.
That is simply perfect.
“Oh, thank all the fucking gods.”
“I think Luc’s having fun with your toy, love.” Alec’s voice from my side lets me know that he’s the one holding the flogger. Good to know. He’ll have to teach me how to use it one of these days.
“Mmmm, so am I.”
My thighs start to shake as my excitement grows—as Alec strikes the flogger to my skin and Luc ruthlessly presses my vibrator to my clit.
“Oh, fuck,” I wail as my orgasm shatters through me, much harder than the first one.
Neither man lets up on me, though. The flogger and the vibe keep up their pace, driving me faster, farther into the depths of another release. Finally, I can’t take any more. I need them to give me a minute, so I lean forward and lay on my front. Panting, I lay with my head now pressed to Alec’s side.
The bed shifts, and I feel reassuring lips on mine again. Alec. He’s such an amazing kisser. So sensual, so perfect.
I also feel the toy leave my throbbing kitty. I’m grateful for the break, but I feel the loss of something filling me.
Gods, I want more. These boys are turning me into a greedy bitch. And I regret nothing.
Luc joins Alec on my other side, the two men sandwiching me between them. I’m finally coming down, and I want to feel my men.
Now.
“Please.” I beg them. “Make love to me. Both of you. I need to see you.”
They slowly accommodate my wishes, leaving me with tender kisses as they retreat from each side of the bed. I hear the sounds of foil wrappers being torn open, then shuffling knees on the bed behind me.
Fingers find my clit then, and I start to squirm as the feeling hits me once more.
As one of them starts to enter me, I can feel the other continuing to rub slow circles on my clit from the side. His other hand is massaging my breast, tweaking and gently tugging my nipple.
