by Diane Leyne
Chapter Fifteen
Caleb was getting tired of kneeling. What was taking them so long? He looked over at his watch, which he had placed on the table beside him. Half an hour. Were they coming? Had they decided to go back to the party and leave him there? Had the two most important people in his life decided that they preferred each other to him?
He’d almost given up when he heard the door open. He felt his eyes open wide as they entered, Rey looking very smug and Jen looking almost like she was in pain.
“Ooooh!” she wailed. He surged to his feet to grab her just as he knees appeared to be giving out.
“Rey, I think she’s hurt.”
“No, she’s just trying hard not to come. If she does, she knows she’d getting her ass paddled.” Rey grinned and held up the remote control. Caleb laughed out loud and then stopped abruptly before giving into it again as he tugged up the T-shirt and saw the chastity belt securely fastened to her.
“Go, take her, and get her ready for bed. She’ll be in the middle. You take the left. I’ll be in shortly and sleep on the right.” Rey threw something, and Caleb found himself automatically reaching up to catch it. It was a small key. “You can remove the belt and wash the attachments thoroughly and then replace it without the accessories. And in case you are wondering, I didn’t put in the anal one.” Damn. Sometimes Rey was a mind reader.
“I promised you the privilege of stretching her ass. Tomorrow, after she freshens up, you may use either her mouth or pussy. Then you will replace the belt and add the anal vibrator.” Rey pulled something out of his pocket and tossed it at Caleb. The anal vibrator. “You will want to thoroughly clean that as well.
“What are your hours tomorrow?”
“I have to be in the clinic from ten to four, but I’m always on call.”
“Of course. And as it is already two, I suggest you try to get some sleep. I’ll set the alarm for eight thirty. That should leave enough time for what needs to be done before you go to work. I’ll look after our pet until you get back.”
He looked at the two of them. “What are you waiting for? You can use this bathroom. I want to go set up my computer and check my e-mail. I’ll be in shortly, and I expect to see you both tucked in.”
Caleb pulled Jen into his arms and kissed her thoroughly before half dragging her into the bathroom. “We’d better not dawdle. He never makes idle threats.”
Caleb looked at the chastity belt. Something about it turned him on but Rey hadn’t given them permission to fuck. “Damn, you look hot.” Reluctantly he got to work extracting her from bondage, relieved that Rey had told the truth. Not that Rey had ever lied to him. He thought for a second. Rey might withhold information without a second thought, but he never actually lied as far as Caleb knew. He sighed. If only he could be as candid, but there were some things that were difficult to talk about, especially to someone as hard as Rey could be. Rey didn’t tolerate weakness in himself or others. He had barely acknowledged the bullet wound.
Oh, he’d haunted intensive care and even slept in Caleb’s room the first night, but once it was clear that he was going to be okay, Rey went back to work and rarely even acknowledge the injury. Once in the shower he’d noted that Caleb would have a sexy scar he could tell stories about, but other than that, it was like it had never happened. And Rey worked longer and longer hours, leaving Caleb alone with his thoughts and fears. But he never lied.
Caleb remembered that thought when Rey finally entered the bedroom. Caleb had tried to stay awake, but the sound of Jen’s breathing was putting him to sleep. He saw the Rey enter the bedroom, moving silently as always, but years of twenty-four-hour shifts punctuated with catnaps at the hospital had sharpened Caleb’s hearing. He tried to keep his breathing even and his eyes shut as Rey walked over to his side of the bed.
He felt the lightest touch of Rey’s hand stroking his hair back and then kissing his forehead. “Love you, Caleb. Now go to sleep. You have to work tomorrow.”
And then he disappeared into the bathroom, closing the door behind him. Caleb watched the light come on as the door closed and he was plunged into darkness again. He had to concentrate to slow his racing heart. Rey said he loved him, and Rey never lied.
* * * *
The next morning was as beautiful as the one before it. Caleb was up before the alarm and content just to lie there looking at Jen and Rey. Rey was on his left side, facing Caleb, his arm tight around Jen’s waist, pulling her to him, but she was facing Caleb, her hand out and wrapped around his right bicep. Rolling over onto his side, he kissed her gently on the lips and was rewarded when she started kissing him back, still half-asleep. His cock hardened.
Breaking the kiss, he saw that Rey was now awake and looking at him. Maneuvering Jen onto her back, Rey leaned over her and Caleb met him halfway, kissing him back hard as their tongues tangled, and Caleb felt his cock get harder. He had missed this.
There was an unfamiliar sound, and Rey broke the kiss. They both looked down.
“Don’t let me stop you.” Jen was awake now and smiling sleepily up at them. Caleb looked up at Rey, and then they were moving as one, Caleb on the left and Rey on the right, each latching onto a plump nipple, which quickly hardened under their ministrations.
* * * *
Jen moaned as the two mouths suckled on her breasts. Their techniques were so different. Caleb, his mouth and tongue soft as he suckled gently. Rey was not soft or gentle as he grasped her nipple between his teeth and tugged, causing her to moan again. Smiling, he reached down and tracked the outlines of her chastity belt. She cried out in frustration.
Rey looked up at her mischievously. “Caleb, you may remove the belt. Jen, on your hands and knees. You will please me as Caleb takes you from behind. Remember, you will not come until I do, or you won’t come again today.”
Jen felt herself shiver with arousal. This was the first time she’d have them both inside her at once. Rey helped her shift into position in front of him as he moved to sit up against the headboard, taking the time to prop a few pillows behind his back for comfort. She could see the tenting in his black silk pajama pants. She wondered if Caleb questioned why Rey was wearing pj’s or if this was a regular habit of his. And then she stopped wondering anything. Rey freed his cock. It was the first time she’d seen it close up. It was a thing of beauty, with its bulbous head and smooth shaft. Tentatively, she reached down and swiped her tongue over it.
When she heard the hitch in breath, she moved her tongue again, this time more confidently. Yes, there was that sound again. She wrapped on hand around his thick shaft and took the head into her mouth, sucking lightly before swallowing on it. He groaned and thrust shallowly into her mouth. She took that as an indication he wanted her to take him deeper, and she realized that she wanted to as well. She wanted to pleasure this man she was contracted to and not because of the contract. She felt something for him. And he loved Caleb. That made him special, even if there was something he was keeping secret.
Then she stopped thinking and concentrated on pleasuring him with her tongue and her mouth. She was working him deeper and deeper into her throat when she felt Caleb behind her. He used his fingers on her first, sliding two inside her as if testing her readiness, but they didn’t stay inside her long. She could feel his movements and hear the sound of the condom wrapper before he slid inside her to the hilt and then stopped.
She whined a little against Rey’s cock, pushing her hips back at Caleb, trying to get him to move.
“Now, now, querida. Concentrate on my cock. Make me come and swallow every drop, and then Caleb will fuck you as hard as you want.”
Groaning, Jen redoubled her efforts, as she felt Caleb’s hands wondering over her body until they got to her breasts.
“She’s got the best tits, Rey. You need to taste them.” He gripped her breasts and squeezed lightly before moving his grip to her nipples and tugging on them, twisting and pinching them between his fingers as she moaned. “I think she likes this. She�
��s squeezing my cock with her pussy, and I can feel the moisture growing.”
“I look forward to playing with her tits and eating her pussy, but first things first, my love. She has to make me come before she gets to. But I see that you have distracted her.” Jen felt him reach down and grip her head. “You’ll have to let your hair grow, querida. I want to be able to tangle my fingers in it as I fuck your face.”
He held her still and took control, pushing into her mouth, setting the rhythm. Jen relaxed her jaw and concentrated on breathing through her nose as Rey used her mouth and Caleb worked her breasts harder.
She desperately needed to move. She could feel her own climax building, but she didn’t have enough stimulation to come. She tried to suck on Rey’s cock to force him to climax so Caleb would move within her, but he stilled, only the head of his cock inside her mouth.
“Caleb, does she often try to top from the bottom?”
“I’m afraid so, Master.”
“We’ll have to work on that. She has to understand that her body belongs to us now, and she must obey or face punishment.” Rey loosened his grip and cupped her cheek, directing her gaze upward. She had a hard time focusing, but he was insistent.
“Would you like that, my sweet? Would you like us to punish you? I have skills with a whip that you can’t imagine. Or I could punish you by not allowing you to come, for days if necessary, to correct your behavior. Would you like that? You would get to watch us come, make us come, but you, you we would take to the edge over and over and leave you there.”
Jen felt herself whining around his cock as she tried to shake her head.
“Then no more topping from the bottom.” He tripped her head again. “Caleb, I am close. You may commence fucking Jen.”
And then they were both moving inside her and her climax tore through her like a runaway train. One second she was on the edge and then she was bucking wildly between them and wave after wave of pleasure tore through her.
Her climax triggered Rey’s, and he held himself deep, pouring his salty cum directly down her throat. Desperately she tried to concentrate enough to swallow as Caleb pounded into her from the rear. When Rey pulled out, she fell down, cradling her head in her hands as she absorbed the force of Caleb’s strokes, and before long, he, too, was coming hard before collapsing her and then rolling onto his side.
Tenderly, Rey removed Caleb’s condom. “Lick him clean while I dispose of this,” he ordered, and she was eager to comply.
Chapter Sixteen
After a quick breakfast that they all ate sitting at the table, Caleb left for his medical office while Rey and Jen headed to the beach. Their days quickly fell into a pattern. They found a couple of loungers under a big umbrella. Jen, like the other subs, wore nothing while at the beach. Rey seemed to take great pleasure in applying and reapplying lotion to her skin.
He stayed dressed though in shorts and a lose shirt which he unbuttoned but didn’t remove. He watched her closely when she went into the water, seemingly enjoying the sight of her frolicking but never joining her. He wouldn’t take his shirt off, either. The wound had stopped bleeding and seemed to be healing, but he wasn’t ready to show it off. Even if Jen didn’t tell Caleb, it was possible one of the other subs or Doms at the beach might spill things.
So he kept to himself reading or watching Jen. She was so fair that he frequently had to reapply the sunscreen so she didn’t burn. He did a very thorough job of the application if he did say so himself. He didn’t miss a square inch of her skin as he lovingly massaged it in several times each day, even those areas unlikely to see the sun.
They stayed at the beach until lunchtime when they made their way up to the main dining room. It was a beautiful open-air room and clearly designed for subs with their masters. Rey sat at the table while Jen kneeled, still naked, on a pillow at his side, and he fed her. On the third day, when his side was feeling better, he let her sit on his lap, hands tied behind her, while he fed her. The sight of her firm tits so close to his face made him hard, but he ignored his erection and continued to feed her, but he did allow himself the pleasure of petting her and tweaking her pert nipples.
After lunch they went back to their room. They had a private backyard, which faced the water but didn’t have a beach. Here Rey would remove his shirt and shorts and enjoy the sun while Jen napped or read, staying out of the sun at the hottest part of the day. And they talked and got to know each other. He found out about her family, her long friendship with Rebecca, Maggie, and Aly, and he learned about Hank and how his death had changed her life. He told her what it was like living in Miami and told her about his large Cuban-American family and how it felt to be the first of his family to be born in America. They talked about books and movies and Caleb.
By the time Caleb got back at four, Rey was dressed again and Jen was ready for a return trip to the beach. The time Rey had them apply each other’s sunscreen as he supervised.
They enjoyed the beach together until around six when they went back to their cabin and showered off the salt and sand and sunscreen. Rey and Caleb changed, and Jen was allowed to get dressed for the first time of the day but not until Caleb had placed the chastity belt on her, using progressively larger butt plug attachments as the week went on.
Then they headed to dinner at seven. Since Rey couldn’t feed two subs, he decided that Caleb should also have a chair and Jen could kneel between them and they would take turned feeding her. Jen protested the first night, so Rey took her across his knee and spanked her hard before handing her to Caleb, who spanked her as well. It was one of the advantages of being at a BDSM resort. She was lucky he allowed her to wear clothes at dinnertime. Many of the other subs were naked. When he threatened this if she didn’t stop sulking, she calmed down, and they resumed feeding her. But that didn’t mean they didn’t torment her. Rey had the remote for the clit and pussy vibrators. Caleb had the remote for the butt plug. Whenever she wasn’t eating, they were tormenting her with different levels of stimulation, bringing her almost to the edge, but never letting her go over. By the end of dinner she’d be strung as tight as a drum, desperate to come, but still they would deny her.
Back in their cabin, they let their food digest, and eventually Rey would let Caleb remove the hated belt but leave the butt plus in place. Then they would then make love or fuck, depending upon the mood, but not until after they’d tormented her some more, often attaching her to one of pieces of equipment in the cabin’s play room. There was a spanking bench, a St. Andrew’s Cross, and a bondage table, and they tortured her on all of them, using various floggers, straps, paddles, clips, and clamps on various parts of her anatomy.
By the time she was allowed to come, she was usually floating in subspace before screaming as her climax tore through her. Twice after they’d taken her down and given her aftercare, Rey had tied down Caleb and beaten his ass before fucking him while Jen watched. Rey thought the sight turned her on, and when he pointed to Caleb’s erect cock, she quickly moved to kneel before him, sucking him off as Rey pounded into him.
Once Rey had strapped her down and then they’d left her there as Rey played with Caleb’s cock, and then he’d fucked him while she watched. She could see Caleb’s hard cock so close to her, but she wasn’t allowed to touch. When Caleb finally came, Rey made sure his cock was pointed at Jen and his hot semen had splashed on her body, which only made her hornier.
On Thursday night, they went to check out the public dungeon, and Rey and Caleb had taken turns reddening Jen’s ass as she lay bent over and strapped down to a spanking bench. They’d ended with Rey in her mouth and Caleb in her pussy, much the same as when they were alone in their cabin.
Afterward they got a snack and brought it back with them to enjoy while they discussed their play session. Much to Jen’s dismay, Rey ordered Caleb to lock her back in the chastity belt before they strapped her to the bondage table and covered her tits with frosting and licked it off while she begged them to let her come. They just laug
hed and sucked harder before tilting the end of the table where her head was carefully backward and taking turns fucking her mouth.
When they finally unstrapped her and put her into the bed between them, she squirmed so much trying to find a way to get herself off that Rey made Caleb put her back in bondage, strapping her hands together and then to the headboard of the bed and her feet to the footboard before gagging her and then turning the three vibrators on low and going to sleep.
When they woke up, Jen didn’t look like she’d slept a wink. Her eyes were pleading and desperate. He signaled Caleb, who had the belt off her and was buried balls-deep in her pussy in sixty seconds flat. Jen started coming as the head of his cock pushed inside of her and kept coming as Caleb pounded into her before falling back against the pillows, exhausted from the strength of her orgasm.
Hugging her close, Rey sent Caleb for breakfast, and they fed it to her in bed before Caleb headed to work. That morning, Jen stayed in the lounger beside Rey, napping, instead of playing in the water with the other subs.
* * * *
It was almost while she was dozing that Jen realized that when the three of them were playing, Rey never fucked her pussy. He always took her mouth or stroked himself while he was watching Caleb fuck her or fucking Caleb while he was inside her.
He never fucked her when they were alone, either. Was he waiting until he could take her ass, which was the punishment he’d set for Caleb’s running away? She was confused. She knew that Rey desired her. She liked him. She desired him. Did he not want her? Was his side hurting? That couldn’t be it, surely. He fucked Caleb.
“Can I see your wound?”
“You got a thing for gore?”
“Surely it’s healing now. Why don’t you let it get some air? Won’t that help it heal quicker?”
