Stud Farm: The Delancey Brothers

by Joanna Blake

  Then he got down to business.

  In and out, he fucked my ass in long, slow, deep thrusts. He'd just come so I could tell he was not in a hurry. It seemed to go on forever. He stroked and teased me from time to time but he was focused on his pleasure. On his cock as he slowly and thoroughly took my ass.

  “This is mine… all mine.”

  “Please Jackson…”

  “Hush princess, you had your turn…”

  I rocked my hips against him helplessly, feeling the pressure of an orgasm building. He stopped, looking down at me.

  “Angie- are you close?”

  “Oh God- yes-“

  “Hmmm… very interesting sweetheart. I didn’t know you could come this way. I’m not sure I should let you.”

  He traced his fingers over my belly to my pussy. He circled my clit a few times, not moving his cock at all.

  “I don’t want to stop. But I don’t think you’ve earned another orgasm yet.”

  I arched against him, trying to pull him deeper into my ass. He chuckled and bit me.

  “I don’t think so. You haven't said the magic words.”

  Then he pulled out. I felt him stroking himself behind me. I looked backwards at him. He was jacking himself off.

  “No!”

  “Hmmfff… I was already so close. If you are a good girl, I will give you more later.”

  I watched in mounting desperation as he jerked his cock to completion. My eyes were on his cock as it exploded in a frothy milkshake.

  His eyes were on my ass the whole time.

  “Fuck Angie, I’m coming!”

  He tugged on his shaft as the creamy white cum rolled over his hand and down his arm. He lay back, breathing heavily. He looked totally satisfied.

  I, however, was not.

  He grinned at me.

  “You want a taste don’t you?”

  I was shocked at how eagerly I nodded my head. He shook his head and I whimpered.

  “You have to earn that too.”

  He rolled up and strolled into the bathroom. I could not help but stare at his ass as he walked away. It was high, firm and juicy. I reached down to feel my unsatisfied pussy as he washed up.

  “Uh uh uh.”

  I was touching myself when he grabbed my wrist, binding them with silk rope and lifting them away from my body. He tied the rope to the far bedpost, pulling me back against him so my arms were far, far from where I wanted them to be.

  “I told you, that’s not your decision anymore. Not tonight anyway. Not until we are in agreement about the future.”

  He kissed my neck softly. Then he shut off the light.

  “Sleep well sweetheart.”

  I stared at the wall, aching with need. His hands moved over me, touching and stroking lightly.

  It was another ten minutes before he stopped.

  That’s when I heard the first snore.

  I spent the next hour planning what I would do when I got the upper hand.

  Chapter Twenty

  Jackson

  “Hmmm yes, that’s it sweetheart. You might just earn another orgasm.”

  It was still very early in the morning. Much too early for breakfast. But not too early to have your woman worship your swollen cock while you kept her on the edge of coming.

  I’d woken her up after a few hours of sleep with another session. This time I had put a remote controlled vibrator on her that had thin elastic straps that held it in place. It was shaped like a butterfly and fit snugly over her clit.

  I’d been turning it off and on for about an hour now.

  It was amazing what a little motivation did in the blowjob department. She was sucking me eagerly, her tongue sliding all over my shaft and balls with each stroke.

  “Shhhh… that’s it. Not too fast princess. I want this to last.”

  Just one thing. She wasn’t allowed to use her hands. Those were tied behind her back. She was kneeling on the floor as I stood above her, one leg braced on a chair. I held her head and pumped my cock into it slowly, careful not to go to deep.

  “Yes Angie… that’s it. Hmmfff… I think I’ll fuck your ass again next. Would you like that?”

  She murmured something against my cock. I reached down and tugged on her nipple. Her hips were rotating slightly as she worked my shaft.

  “No coming for you yet. Not until I know I can trust you.”

  I moaned as I got closer. My little Angelina was full of surprises. First of all, she was one hell of a cocksucker. I suspected I was the first person to get the royal treatment though.

  After all, no one had ever kept her on the edge this long.

  It was only fair though, considering how long she’d made me wait.

  “I’m going to come- I want you to swallow every drop of it.”

  She murmured again and I gripped the back of her head. I pushed forward, fucking her face with jerky motions.

  “Fuck!”

  Her throat opened even more as she deep throated me. I had been careful not to go too deep before. Now I knew she could handle it.

  I groaned as the seed shot out of my balls and up through my cock. She swallowed eagerly as I pumped into her face again and again, unloading a massive stream of cum. I held myself deep inside her for a moment, her swallowing throat massaging my cock deliciously.

  I pulled back and watched as she licked me clean. Then I rumpled her hair and pulled her to her feet. Her huge eyes were soft and submissive and her lips were puffy from the phenfuckingnominal head she’d just performed.

  “You will be rewarded for that. Later.”

  She blinked at me, her eyes worried.

  “How can you know that?”

  “What?”

  “How can you know you can trust me?”

  I grinned.

  “I will show you. In two more days.”

  “What? I can’t wait two days Jackson- please!”

  I just chuckled and pulled her over to an easy chair by the window. I sat down and pulled her facedown over my lap. Her ass was high in the air, right where I wanted it.

  She had a very nice ass.

  “You will wait as long as I see fit. And I am not letting you out of here until I am sure. So, it’s up to you to convince me.”

  I lifted my hand, bringing it down squarely on her ass. The room echoed with the sound of the sharp smack. She jerked a little and I shushed her, rubbing my hand over her round ass cheeks.

  “That is for making me wait all this time.”

  I lifted my hand again and brought it down, smacking her firmly.

  “That is for lying to me.”

  SMACK

  “That is for lying to yourself.”

  SMACK

  “That is for daring to go out with another man.”

  I stopped, my hand hovering over her ass. I’d pretty much covered it, but I wanted to do something different. Something I’d read about online.

  I wanted to condition her.

  I slid my hand between her legs and started to toy with the slick folds of her pussy. Just for a few minutes, until she started to get really wet again. I grunted at the sweet feel of her against my hand.

  Just like that, I was hard again.

  SMACK

  My hand worked her pussy and smacked her ass, alternating between pleasure and pain. I was punishing her and pleasuring her at the same time. I had a feeling it would just make her hornier, and more desperate.

  More likely to follow through on phase four.

  I pushed her thighs apart and lightly smacked her pussy. She moaned. I grinned, knowing my plan was working.

  She did like it.

  I took my time, applying light, stinging smacks to her sopping wet pussy between fingering her just enough to make her quiver.

  Not enough to make her come though.

  Finally I lowered her to her knees.

  She looked up at me, looking like a bad little girl who wanted a cookie. I smiled and tugged my cock out of my jeans.

  “Agai
n.”

  I watched in satisfaction as she leaned down, pulling my cock into her mouth without a second thought.

  Yes, training was going very well.

  Angelina

  “Alright sweetheart, that’s enough.”

  I was on all fours like a dog, waiting eagerly for Jackson to take me. He’d been toying with me for three days now. I was out of my mind with horniness and completely under his control.

  I hadn’t thought about the outside world in days. Not until Jackson had told me this would be over tomorrow, as soon as I said the magic words. I didn’t know how I would feel, out of this room.

  I was a little bit frightened of what he would ask of me next. Would he continue my training? I hadn’t asked for this, but now I didn’t know what I would do without it.

  I craved his firm hand and approval in a way that would have shocked the old me.

  I was desperate for his cock, even if he didn’t let me come. Which he had not done since the first night when he made me climax over and over again. That was a distant memory.

  My back arched as I felt him behind me. He grunted as he pushed his cock into my ass. I took him inside me with a gasp of pleasure. It was amazing what could change in just a few days.

  His hand rested casually on my ass as he started sawing his cock in and out of me. He hadn’t come in a few hours, so I knew he would be quick. He had extremely good control over his own body though, so it really depended what he was in the mood for.

  He’d been rough and tender by turns, sweet and slow and hard and fast. He hadn’t hurt me but he’d teased me mercilessly, taunting me with his words and his control over my body. And the way he was denying me was pure torture.

  I flexed my ass, squeezing him as he rode me.

  This was for his enjoyment, not mine. He’d made that clear to me. I had to earn my right to pleasure. I had to do that by belonging to him.

  I had no problem with that.

  Not anymore.

  I knew I was his, body and soul.

  He slammed into me harder, his cock buried to the hilt. I felt stuffed, stretched, overflowing. Just below his swinging balls my bare pussy felt achingly empty. He hadn’t touched it in hours. And he was showing no signs of giving me what I wanted.

  “Please…”

  He slapped my ass playfully. I used to hate the idea of play spanking. But since it had become a ritual for us, it only made me wetter.

  Hornier.

  Emptier.

  I think I would have agreed to anything if he had just given me what I wanted.

  “You’ll have your chance tomorrow sweetness. Fuck, your sweet little ass is tight!”

  He started fucking me faster. I was getting close to having some sort of peak but I knew if I gave any sign he would stop. He grabbed my hair, pulling it back so that my back arched. I stared at the wall as he pounded my ass hard enough to rattle the furniture.

  “Unffff…”

  With a low guttural moan he came, filling my ass with his cum. I relished the hot sticky feeling. Just as I knew he would wash me off afterwards, tenderly caring for me.

  I gasped as he pressed the butt plug in place instead.

  “I’m not done with you sweetheart. It’s going to be a long night.”

  I looked over my shoulder at him and watched him nervously.

  He was wiping himself off with a towel. Then he reached into the drawer and pulled out a whip. Not just any whip either. This had long strands of silk at the end.

  I couldn’t tell if it would tickle or hurt. Then he pulled out the feather. I swallowed nervously, still on my hands and knees.

  He grinned at me, hoisting me to my feet. Then he lifted my bound hands and attached them to a hook in the ceiling.

  “You are going to spend the last few hours of your confinement on your tiptoes doll face.”

  I thought he’d done everything to me already.

  I was wrong.

  Chapter Twenty-One

  Jackson

  “Are you alright, doll?”

  She nodded shakily, looking more beautiful than ever. Fragile and still desperate for release. I was keeping her under my control with the remote control.

  “You can go downstairs now. I’m not letting you out of my sight for a minute. Not until-“

  “Until what?”

  I smiled at her and held up the remote, giving her pussy a little zap of intense vibration. She whimpered a little, going weak in the knees.

  “You’ll see. Be a good girl for me now, Angie.”

  She nodded again. I was pleased with her obedience. Even if it was almost certainly just because she wanted to come.

  I had to hand it to Jake. He had a great idea. Daniel had expanded on the plan when he’d locked Francesca up to keep her from running. But I was the eldest brother.

  And I’d taken the game to a whole other level.

  What I was doing to Angie… well, it was epic.

  I smirked, twisting the knob on the remote to give her pussy another nice little zing. She gasped, her eyes closing. I leaned down and nipped her ear.

  “Hmmm… I would love to sink my cock into you right now.”

  She was panting as I opened the door and pushed her out into the hallway.

  “But we really need to go down for… breakfast.”

  I smacked her ass and turned the vibe down to a soft tickle. She made a soft sound of longing. I liked that sound.

  I liked it a lot.

  And I intended to hear it every damn day for the rest of my life.

  “Come on. Breakfast is served buffet style. I want you to eat a full plate.”

  “I’m not hungry.”

  I rested my hand in the small of her back as we walked down the stairs.

  “You need your strength sweetness. I told you, we are not finished yet.”

  I could tell she knew what I was saying by the sharp intake of breath.

  “But I will let you sleep after breakfast, I promise.”

  She looked up at me uncertainly. She was exhausted. I knew she hadn’t rested much over the past few days. Unrelenting sexual arousal will do that to a woman.

  I ate breakfast at the far side of the long table with my brothers. It was a hearty breakfast as usual. Jake was taking over my responsibilities for the day, so he would need it. Daniel and I would need our strength for different reasons.

  “Is everything ready for tomorrow?”

  Jake nodded. I looked at Daniel. He grinned.

  “Almost. My box of goodies just came.”

  Elle, Casey and Francesca were chatting with Angelina. She was so quiet sitting down there. I could tell that it would take a few days for her to get back to her old fiesty self.

  That was fine with me.

  She could be as bitchy as she wanted, as long as she was mine.

  I patted the ring in my pocket. That would do the trick.

  And just to be sure…

  I turned up her vibe.

  I grinned as she squirmed in her seat. I walked over and leaned behind her, nuzzling her neck. Everyone smiled at us, thinking it was adorable that we’d finally gotten together.

  If only they knew.

  “Are you finished?”

  “Yes, Jackson.”

  “Come upstairs. I want to tell you something.”

  She nodded shakily and I helped her to her feet. I was whistling as I guided her back inside my room, locking her in with me again.

  I pushed her against the door and tore her shirt and bra off, my hands and mouth all over her breasts. I was insatiable. I literally couldn’t get enough of her.

  She moaned, her head falling back against the door.

  “I thought you were going to let me rest.”

  “I will, I promise. In a little bit. I want you to be rested for your wedding.”

  Angelina

  “Wedding? What do you mean wedding?”

  “Now Angie, you promised to be obedient.”

  "I don't know what the hell you are talki
ng about!"

  "I told you sweetheat. I'm keeping you."

  "You- what?"

  "It's all set. The wedding is tomorrow. We got a couple hundred people coming." He grinned, his fingers sliding over my body. "I even got you a dress."

  “How could you plan all of this without me? It’s the most high-handed, arrogant, insufferable thing anyone has done to me- ever!”

  He scowled.

  “I think you deserve a spanking for that Princess.”

  “No! Enough of this! I let you tie me up and-“

  “You let me? Really?”

  I nodded.

  “Yes, I played along because I wanted to see what you would do next. And because you were right.”

  His gorgeous eyes were dark as he stared at me.

  “Right about what?”

  “I was lying. About wanting you. I did. I do- but-”

  “But what buttercup?”

  I missed the dangerous sparkle in his eyes.

  “But this is taking things too far. It’s bad enough that I might be pregnant. We should get to know each other before we get married. And you should at least ask!”

  I saw his jaw clenching spasmodically as he leaned over me. I was boxed in, trapped by his thick arms braced against the door.

  “Besides, you don’t even like me! You only want me now because you think I’m a mindless sex slave!”

  He laughed.

  “Is that what you think? Don’t get me wrong, the past few days have had their perks. But they were a means to an end.”

  “What?”

  “I want you as you are. Even though you are a massive pain in the ass. You’re my massive pain in the ass.”

  He stepped forward, and held up his hand. I could barely think with him standing so close to me. I whimpered, my body trembling with need.

  That’s when I saw what he was holding. It was the remote control. My eyes dashed to his face and I froze.

  “Jackson…”

  He turned it up.

  All the way up.

  I doubled over, nearly falling to the floor as the orgasm washed through me. And just like that, it was gone. My orgasm drifted away, leaving me more frustrated than before.