Cuffed for Pleasure

by Lacey Thorn

  “Oh, God, yes.” Her moan filled the air as she panted with desire. She was lost in the promise in Tanner’s eyes.

  Then everything disappeared and darkness took over as a cloth covered her eyes. One of the men tied the material securely behind her head. Her towel was pulled away, and she felt more exposed than she’d ever been in her life. Naked, cuffed, and blindfolded with three men. She was helpless, totally at their mercy. It had her so excited she might come just from the things happening in her imagination.

  A hand stroked her outer thigh. One smoothed her hair. Tanner’s voice was a whisper by her right ear. “Ready to burn?”

  From his promised spanking? Or from the desire already coursing through her veins? It didn’t matter. She was ready for both. “Yes.”

  Chapter Seven

  Tanner shifted beside her. Hands gently guided her, easing so she lay across his lap. Her head was at the edge of the bed while her feet lay across the mattress. Her pussy rubbed against the denim of his jeans, and she wiggled a bit, liking the friction the motion created.

  A firm slap hit the top of her right cheek, making her cry out with surprise. It had startled her more than anything.

  “Be still.” Tanner’s voice was a command, and she ceased her wiggling immediately. His hand smoothed over the spot he’d spanked and lower. He caressed her ass cheeks, even tracing the lower curve where they met with her thighs. Over and over he caressed until she began to relax under his touch.

  Smack. He caught the bottom curve of her left cheek and had her crying out. She wanted to wiggle again. Her clit was throbbing with need. If she could just get enough pressure against it, she could come. Wiggling had netted her a firm smack before. Really, that hadn’t been unpleasant at all. She could develop a real taste for it. Which wouldn’t be bad if this was more than a one-night thing.

  Tanner’s hand rose and fell again. When he made contact, it brought all of her surface pain receptors alive and sent them screaming. Then it faded to a slow burn that had her ass tingling and the pain melting into a type of pleasure she wanted to keep feeling. It was hard to explain. There was just something about knowing her skin held the print of his hand, as if he was marking her as his. It was incredibly sexy.

  She moaned with each fall of his hand. He never spanked the same spot, always igniting new nerves and keeping her on edge. Another smack and a finger pushed inside her pussy, stroking in and out. The hand spanked again. Was it Tanner? Or had one of the other two joined in the fun. She was pretty sure that Tanner’s other hand was the one on the small of her back. Did it really matter? It felt so good. Spank, stroke, moan. It became her entire world in that moment.

  Something shifted in front of her. She could feel the vibration of movement. She lifted her head as if that would compensate for the blindfold. Hands fisted in her hair. A slight tug and pull, then she felt the brush of a cock against her lips. She opened with another moan and sucked it in. The head of the cock was the same girth as the shaft. Dylan. She sucked him, working her tongue along his length with every thrust.

  It was too much. Her body had never felt so alive, so revved up, and ready to explode. Hell, she might just implode if she didn’t reach orgasm soon. Every part of her seemed to be screaming for it. Even her fingers and toes were tingling. Her nipples were hard points, and she really wished someone would just reach out and give one of them a light pinch and tug. That would surely send her spiraling into the vortex of pleasure she knew awaited her.

  The spanking stopped, and Tanner massaged her abused flesh. If anything, it had her focusing on the burn and the way it made her clit pulse and throb.

  Dylan pulled his cock free from her mouth. Then there were hands on her, moving her off of Tanner’s lap. No. She wanted to come. She was too close.

  “Please,” she panted the word. She was so on edge, so eager.

  “Shhh,” Tanner whispered to her. “You’re so wet and ready. Dylan’s sheathing up and then he’s going to lie down. We’ll help you get over him, help you slide the juicy pussy all the way down his cock.”

  “Yes.” She was nodding her head. She heard the crinkle of the condom wrapper; then the bed dipped. She was more than ready when they guided her to straddle Dylan’s lap. She was at their mercy with her hands still cuffed behind her back. The blindfold even prevented her from seeing where they were. It only served to make her that much hotter.

  She hissed with pleasure as the tip of Dylan’s cock found her pussy. She pressed down, eager to feel him inside. Strong hands gripped her hips, helping her keep her balance as she sank lower until she took every inch he had. He flexed his hips up, pressing even deeper, and she moaned. A hand reached around and grabbed her nipple, pinching and tugging.

  She exploded, coming with a harsh scream, as everything inside her seemed to spontaneously combust. She fragmented and if not for the hands holding her up, she would have pitched forward in a boneless mess.

  “Fuck,” Dylan muttered beneath her. Her pussy was flexing and squeezing his cock, and she hoped it felt as incredible to him as it did to her. His breathing was harsh. She suspected he was fighting to not join her.

  They eased her so she lay on top of Dylan’s chest, and she felt him slide his hands around her hips to hold her close to him.

  “Easy, honey.” Dylan’s voice was close to her ear. “That’s just the beginning. I should be mad at you for that orgasm. You almost had me going off before I even got the chance to fuck this sweet pussy. And I want to fuck it. I want to fuck it so badly, my cock is twitching.”

  His cock flexed inside her, giving truth to his words. She moaned and panted. It had never been this hard to suck air into her lungs. She wasn’t sure she could handle many more orgasms like that one. But she wanted to try. Oh, yes. She was more than willing to try again and again and again.

  A slick finger pressed between her ass checks and tapped her anus. She hissed. Not with pain, but with anticipation. Her ass was a little sore from the spanking and still burned a bit. But she loved anal sex. She couldn’t wait to feel a hard cock filling her backdoor. The finger disappeared, and her ass checks were spread open. It was disconcerting, not knowing who was looking at her there. She was completely exposed and helpless to do anything about it.

  The cool drizzle of oil hit her skin and trickled down the crease of her ass. Fingers moved to rub it along the pucker of her anus, and one digit pressed inside. She blew out a breath as the finger worked her. One became two, and they scissored and stretched her, leaving her anticipating the cock that was sure to follow.

  “Hurry the fuck up.” Dylan groaned and his cock flexed inside her again. “I’m not sure how much longer I can hold back. She’s so fucking hot and tight.”

  “She’s ready.” Mitch’s voice sounded behind her. The bed jostled, and she felt the hair on his thighs against hers as he positioned himself behind her. Her ass cheeks were held apart, and she knew it was Tanner holding them.

  The crinkle of a condom wrapper and Mitch’s cock was there, pressing for entry. She panted and breathed as he slowly filled her ass. He pumped his hips, pulling back only to slide a little deeper, giving her a little more until she felt the brush of his balls against her ass and knew she held all of him.

  Dylan was breathing hard. “She’s tight. So fucking tight. I gotta fuck.”

  “Yes.” She was more than ready to have them start fucking her.

  “Fuck, yeah. Her sweet little ass is like a vice around my dick. I’m not going to last long. My cock’s ready to blow just being inside her.” Mitch’s groan filled the air.

  “Oh, God, just fuck me already,” she begged.

  “And now it’s my turn.” Tanner’s voice sounded from her left. Her hair was brushed aside, and he tugged her head just a bit so her cheek was resting on Dylan’s shoulder. “Open up for me, angel. Give me some of that sweet mouth.”

  His cock tapped against her lips, and she opened, flicking her tongue out to search for him. He pressed his cock against her lips, and sh
e sucked him in. The head was thick, crowning over his shaft. She licked just under the head, finding and flicking her tongue in that tiny notch that always seemed to be a pleasure point for men.

  Tanner’s breath hissed out. “Fuck.”

  Yes, she wanted to scream her agreement. Fuck her. Now.

  Dylan and Mitch began to move at last. One cock filled her while the other pulled back, never leaving her body, but giving the other cock room to fuck into her. It was slow and easy as they took turns filling her. Dylan slipped one hand up to play with her nipples while the other stayed at her hip.

  “Pussy is so good. I want to fuck you forever,” Dylan grunted near her ear.

  “No, this ass. Oh God,” Mitch groaned. “This ass is phenomenal. My dick’s never had it so good.”

  Mitch had one hand on her shoulder and the other on her cuffed hands. Tanner’s were flexing and tugging at her hair as he fucked her mouth. It was sheer heaven. Everything she’d fantasized about was happening to her. Here in this moment with these three men. She didn’t want it to end. She wanted to live this moment forever.

  Her body was in chaos. She couldn’t focus on any specific part or one particular sensation. There was too much, and it was everywhere. She was alive in a new and exciting way. She felt their hands on her skin, felt the thrust of their cocks into her body, and lost herself in the pure pleasure of what they were giving her.

  “Perfect tits just begging to be sucked.” Dylan leaned up and took a nipple into his mouth.

  “Play with her clit,” Tanner instructed as he continued to fuck her mouth.

  Mitch slipped his hand down her hip and dipped between her and Dylan to find her clit. He pressed his thumb over it and began to rub. “Feel good, baby? Like that? Only thing better would be having my lips wrapped around it, sucking.”

  She shuddered. Her body was poised on the edge of orgasm. It promised to be fantastic, to take her places she’d not been before. She couldn’t wait. If her mouth hadn’t been busy, she would have begged them to hurry. To fuck her hard and fast and so deep she couldn’t tell where they stopped and she began.

  “I’m close,” Mitch panted and picked up the tempo. His thrusts came faster, deep and hard.

  Dylan moaned and pumped high into her. His grip on her hips tightened, and he bit down slightly on the nipple in his mouth. She cried out and bucked between them. Tanner pulled his cock from her mouth as she came with Dylan. It took Mitch a few more strokes before he joined them.

  The air filled with their harsh breathing as the three of them collapsed in a heap on the bed. It was amazing to have her body pressed so tightly between them. She heard the crinkle of another condom wrapper and turned her head in that direction knowing it had to be Tanner. She felt Dylan shift; then the blindfold was gone from her eyes. She blinked several times before zeroing in on Tanner.

  His fingers made quick work of placing the rubber over the tip of his cock and rolling it on. Her gaze rose from his cock to meet his eyes.

  “Ready for more?”

  She’d never been so well fucked in her life, but just the promise in his eyes had her nodding her head and her body coming back to life.

  With a groan, Mitch lifted off her and eased his spent cock out of her ass. He bent to give her a kiss on the side of her head before leaving the bed. “That was amazing,” he said with a smile.

  Dylan tilted her head towards him and leaned up to kiss her. It was soft and sweet, sensual. “You are amazing,” he told her before lifting her off him and easing off the bed.

  She started to roll over, but a hand on her hip stilled her. She felt hands on her wrists; then the cuffs were gone. She moaned and shifted her arms to her sides. Parts of them had apparently lost blood flow as they tingled with renewed life. Tanner began to massage them from elbow to wrist then elbow to shoulder, and she sighed with pleasure.

  “Sorry,” he whispered. “I hope the cuffs didn’t hurt too badly.”

  “I’m amazing,” she sighed. Then she glanced back, and her gaze locked on his bobbing cock. It was so hard and ready. Just like that, her blood was pumping fine.

  “Can you roll over?” Tanner asked. “I’d like to watch your beautiful face. You’re so expressive. I swear you could make me come with just a look.”

  He used his hands to help her turn and shifted his legs to the inside of hers. She lifted her knees high and grasped his hips with them as he lowered over her.

  He met her eyes as he used one hand to guide his cock to her pussy. They both moaned as he thrust inside. It was good, so good. She didn’t know if she had another orgasm in her, but she really didn’t care. It was enough to see the sheer ecstasy on his face as he pumped slowly in and out of her pussy.

  “You’re better than I imagined.”

  “You imagined having sex with me?”

  “Hell, yeah.”

  She grinned. “You’re much better than I fantasized too.”

  He smiled and leaned down to kiss her. Her hands rose to wrap in his lush locks as she held him close and fed from his lips. He slid a hand between their bodies and tapped his finger against her clit, then around it. That quickly, her body surged and she knew she would come again. His finger pressed and rubbed while his tongue invaded and his cock continued to stroke in and out. She was on fire.

  He pulled back from her and began to thrust harder. Mitch and Dylan appeared on either side of her, and their heads dipped to her nipples. They each took one in and sucked greedily on it—sucking, licking, and tugging with their teeth. She closed her eyes and arched her back up off the bed, pressing her breasts higher into their mouths. Her ankles locked around the small of Tanner’s back as she felt another orgasm begin.

  It shuddered through her. Not as hard as her earlier two, but no less intense. It washed through her, centering in her womb and trickling out to the rest of her. She moaned low and shuddered. Dylan and Mitch eased up, licking softly, then pulling back completely. Tanner tensed over her, and with a harsh groan of his own spilled into the condom.

  Her eyes closed as she continued to shudder and moan. She felt someone tugging at her feet and unwrapped them from Tanner, letting her legs fall to the bed. Tanner moved off of her and still she didn’t open her eyes or move. Masculine chuckles filled the air. The bed dipped to her left, and without opening her eyes, she knew it was Dylan. Each of them had a unique masculine scent to them.

  The flush of a toilet and the sound of running water reached her. They were obviously cleaning up. She should move and do the same, but she was a boneless heap at the moment and didn’t think her legs would hold her. Soon, she vowed. Just as soon as she could move.

  A warm cloth slid between her thighs, and her eyes jerked open. Mitch was there with a wet washcloth cleaning her. She was embarrassed and tried to close her sprawled legs. Then almost laughed. After what they’d just shared, him cleaning her up was embarrassing? Good grief.

  “I can do that,” she told him, easing up and reaching for the cloth.

  He didn’t argue, just leaned in to kiss her softly on the lips before handing her the cloth.

  A soft snore filled the air, and she turned to see Dylan facedown where he’d collapsed beside her on the bed. He was sound asleep. She giggled and Mitch snorted.

  “Looks like you wore him out,” Tanner said as he stepped back into the room. None of them wore clothes, and obviously, were comfortable with their nudity even when not having sex.

  “Good to know that he’s as sated as I am.” She smiled as she slid off the other side of the bed and stood on shaky legs.

  “Bathroom’s all yours.” Tanner nodded towards the door.

  She smiled as she passed him. She shut the door and leaned against it. She couldn’t stop grinning. She’d just had the most amazing night of sex of her life. What happened now? Would Tanner take her home, which would indicate they’d got what they wanted from her? Or would she stay the night and maybe have sex again at some point in the night or morning? And if she did stay, where would she
sleep? With whom?

  Did it really matter? She shook her head and reached for the faucet, turning it on. They had only themselves to blame for the fact she didn’t want to leave. In fact, they had created a few new fantasies for her to dream about. Fantasies of developing a relationship with not one, but three men. They’d cuffed her for pleasure, taking her body to heights it had never reached before. She only hoped they planned to keep her there.

  Chapter Eight

  Mandy threw herself on the bed and bounced as much as possible. She couldn’t hold back the giggles. If the guys could see her now, they would never let her live it down. But she wanted to test to make sure it would hold when they all piled in it later. She was really looking forward to breaking it in.

  She lay back and closed her eyes, remembering how everything had changed for her six months ago. An impulsive yes that had changed her life completely and led her to where she was now, in this bed waiting for the men she loved to get home.

  So much time had passed since the first night they’d all spent together piled in Tanner’s bed. She’d ended up spending all four of her nights off with them before heading home to go back to work. Tanner had shown up at her door the first night she was home. Mitch the second, and then Dylan. It had made her laugh, wondering how they had decided whose turn it was.

  Then she’d had two nights off and spent them at their house. They’d repeated the pattern for the first month with her staying with them on her nights off, then one of them showing up when she stayed home because of work. It was a crazy time, and thankfully only lasted six weeks.

  She’d never forget opening her door, wondering which one of them was there. It had surprised her to see all three of them on her doorstep. They’d scared the hell out of her with the way they looked around and didn’t seem to want to talk to her. Her heart had almost stopped with the fear they were there to end things. Finally, she hadn’t been able to take it.