Running from Satisfaction: Welcome to Libertine Island [Satisfaction, Texas 6] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Diane Leyne

  “What’s a date?”

  “We’re meeting him for coffee on Sunday. That is, if you want to. I want to visit the guavaberry vendor. Her grandmother’s coming on Sunday and I want to talk jams and jellies. I’m fine to take the boat in myself.”

  I’ll switch shifts with someone. Thanks, Candy. He’s so cute and I’ve always liked older guys.”

  “He seems like a nice enough guy, but I wanted to make sure that you have an out if you don’t like him. I’ll join you until you decide if you want me to leave you two alone.”

  “Thanks, Candy!” Leo beamed at her. “You didn’t have to do that but I’m glad you did.”

  * * * *

  Tait looked over at Aaron and nodded. It was Thursday evening and they had a surprise planned for their Candy. They’d booked a private play room at the resort dungeon. And they had it all night since there was no early trip to St. Maarten on Fridays. It was perfect. The just had to get Candy to the dungeon.

  They thought about various ways to do it. They considered enlisting the aid of JJ, Charlotte, the general manager, Duncan, or even Leo. In the end, none of their plans seemed right. Tait looked over at Aaron over the pot of potatoes that they were peeling.

  “Buddy, I got nothing. How on earth are we going to convince Candy to come play with us in the dungeon? We’ve to the best room booked. It’s got a spanking bench and a St. Andrew’s cross and a ginormous bed.

  “Hell, we are Doms. In fact, we are her Doms. We should just be able to order Candy to join us in the dungeon. But that was then and this is now. She doesn’t seem to be thinking of us as her Doms now. In fact, she seemed to enjoy bossing us around. A lot.”

  “Yes, I do!” Tait jumped at the sound of Candy’s voice while Aaron smirked. Tait was torn between punching is best friend and sinking into the floor with embarrassment. Bastard had seen Candy approach and didn’t tell him. He settled for sticking his tongue out at Aaron and glaring.

  “But you were right about the other thing too.”

  “Other thing?”

  “I’m the boss in the kitchen, but you two are my Doms, if you still want the job. When are you going to start acting like it?”

  Tait moved his mouth but no words came out. Would she ever stop surprising them?

  He was relieved when Aaron chimed in, “The dungeon. Be waiting for us in the subs’ area on your knees wearing only a thong and a corset. Ten p.m. Don’t be late if you want to have an orgasm tonight.”

  “That’s better!” She grinned at them both. “Now back to your potatoes. They aren’t going to peel themselves.”

  * * * *

  At precisely ten p.m., Aaron and Tait walked through the door of the dungeon and over to the subs’ area. Both were wearing leather pants and vests. And they both spotted Candy at precisely the same time. She was wearing a pale-pink corset that barely restrained her bountiful breasts as she knelt and waited as instructed.

  She was alone, kneeling on a pillow as she waited, gazing at the doorway she clearly expected them to be entering through. They had come early, though, and now were approaching from the opposite direction. Aaron could feel his cock already stirring in his pants at the sight of her.

  Aaron turned to Tait. “Isn’t that the most beautiful sight you have ever seen?”

  “Nope.”

  “Nope? Seriously.”

  “Yup. The most beautiful sight I have ever seen is the expression on her face after one of us has given her an orgasm. But this is definitely top ten.”

  “What can I say, Tait. You are right. And now it’s time to go play with our sub. Tomorrow will come soon enough and we’ll have another bushel of potatoes to peel.”

  “That’s tomorrow. Tonight we’re going to peel something else. We’re going to peel the clothing of our very beautiful submissive, beat her ass to a nice rosy red so she remembers who her Masters are, and then we are going to fuck her brains out.”

  “Sounds like a plan. Just one thing, though.”

  “What’s that, Aaron?”

  “Can we start with fucking her brains out? My cock is about to burst through my zipper.” Aaron reached down to adjust himself, then groaned. It wouldn’t take much to make him come.

  “Jeez, Aaron. We’re supposed to be reestablishing our dominance over her. How about this, we get her to suck us both off. That way, we’ll both last long enough to torment her until she’s begging to come.”

  “Sounds like a plan.” Aaron grinned. “Let’s go and reclaim our sub.”

  They grinned at each other and then recomposed their expressions so that they looked stern. Or, at least, Aaron hoped he looked stern as he strode over to where Candy kneeled, waiting for them.

  As they approached, she looked up and smiled. Yup, he was definitely going to come in his pants if he didn’t get inside her soon.

  He stood before her and she looked up at him, her eyes wide and, by her expression, as aroused as he was. He smiled.

  “Look at her, Tait. She looks lovely, but that expression. It’s not very sub-like, is it?”

  “Nope. She’s smiling up on us like she’s our equal here. I’m surprised she didn’t jump up and demand we kneel for her or something.”

  “Clearly she needs to be reminded who’s in charge.”

  Aaron grinned wickedly as her expression went from shocked to outraged to amused. Then she quickly dropped her eyes and tried to suppress her grin. She wasn’t totally successful, so he knew that she understood he wasn’t angry.

  “Do you think we should let her get way with that, Tait?”

  “Absolutely not, Aaron, absolutely not!”

  “I believe when we entered, you an excellent suggestion. Candy. Look up at us,” he ordered.

  When she did, he reached down and unzipped his pants. He glanced over at Tait and saw that he was doing the same thing.

  “Time for a little atonement, pet. Then once you are done, we’re heading into a private room for a little fun and games. It’s been a long time since we’ve had you on the cross, pet, and we are both looking forward to it.”

  * * * *

  Candy could feel her mouth salivating as she tried to suppress a groan of need. She watched as they slowly unzipped their leather pants and two hard thick cocks bounced free. She could feel the moisture that had started to gather when she was changing, thinking, day-dreaming about what they would do to her, was now running freely. She knew her thong was soaked and wouldn’t have been surprised if it was starting to drip down her thighs.

  She didn’t have an opportunity to check, though. She had two Doms to satisfy.

  She looked from left to right. An embarrassment of riches. She reached out with both hands, stroking both cocks from root to head and down again. Then she changed her grip on Tait’s cock to guide it between her lips as she continued to stroke Aaron.

  She started by licking him like a lollypop, stroking her tongue along the slit, enjoying the taste of the pre-cum that was already beading up there. She smiled as she took the broad head into her mouth and sucked hard.

  Tait groaned and his hips moved, pushing his cock more deeply into her mouth. She swirled her tongue and then sucked strongly as she continued to stroke Aaron’s cock.

  Pulling her mouth from Tait’s cock with a popping sound, she took Aaron’s into her mouth, repeating the process. She reached down and massaged Tait’s balls as she relaxed her throat, trying to take Aaron deeper and deeper.

  She was so into the moment that she was startled when Aaron fisted her hair and declared, “Tait, I can’t wait any longer. Candy, relax your mouth and swallow everything I give you.”

  Then he was fucking her mouth with long, steady strokes, going deeper and deeper each time. She reached down and cupped his sac and could feel that his balls were already drawing up.

  He started moving quicker and suddenly shouted, “Now!”

  She knew what that meant and relaxed her jaw as much as she could. He thrust in as deeply as he could and stayed there as he shot rope after
rope of hot, salty cum down her throat. When he finally pulled out, panting hard, he stepped back as Tait took his place.

  Opening wide, Candy felt Tait bury his hands in her hair and push his cock deep. She knew he was close. She gave his balls a squeeze and a tug as she sucked hard. Then he was coming in her mouth and she was swallowing as fast as she could, but some dripped down the side of her mouth.

  When he was done, Tait dropped to one knee. Breathing hard, he leaned forward and kisser her forehead. Then he reached out and scooped the errant trail of cum from the side of her mouth and held it up to her. She licked it off and then sucked his finger, her clit throbbing from her own need to come.

  Knowing the two of them, she wouldn’t be allowed for a while, not until she was begging and pleading. She couldn’t wait.

  * * * *

  Tait stood and fastened his pants. He could feel his cock stirring again from the sheer eroticism of Candy sucking his finger. He knew that they had a scene planned out, but at times like this, he wanted her so damned badly. It would be even sweeter when she was begging for his cock. “Arise, pet, and follow us. We have things to do and asses to redden before you get to come.

  “Yes, pet. Come with us and soon you’ll come with us, if you are a good girl.”

  Tait groaned.

  “What, you didn’t like my pun on the word ‘come’?” Aaron laughed and took Candy’s arm. “Time for a little fun and games, pet.”

  Together they led Candy down a hallway to room number seven and opened the door. Tait led the way, followed by Candy and then Aaron, who closed the door behind them. The room was prepared exactly the way they’d requested, with the St. Andrew’s cross in the center of the room.

  “In front of the cross, pet, facing away from us.”

  He watched as she walked slowly over to the cross. Aaron followed and made short work of fastening her wrists and ankles so that she was spread wide and waiting.

  He walked over to the counter and picked up a riding crop. He liked crops. So good for reddening asses and other body parts. He circled the cross. When he was on the other side, he could see her face and her heaving breasts. He reached out with the crop and tapped one of them, enjoying how it jiggled as well as the pink spot that it left.

  He tapped the other one and grinned.

  “Aaron, can you do me a favor and remove her corset? It’s getting in the way of my fun.”

  “My pleasure.”

  Tait watched Aaron moved behind Candy, and in a few moments, the corset dropped away and he could see her wonderful tits in all their glory. Hooking the crop to a hook on his pants, he moved closer. From Aaron’s movements, he deduced he was removing Candy’s thong. He waited and enjoyed the sound of Aaron’s crop on her ass.

  He watched Candy’s face as she absorbed the sting of the crop transformed into pleasure. He watched as her nipples tightened and her eyes started to get unfocused. Smiling, he reached out and pinched her nipples. Her eyelids fluttered, but didn’t open. Instead, she moaned. He pinched harder and tugged and twisted even as he heard the increase in tempo of Aaron’s strikes with his crop.

  Then the sound stopped and he could see Aaron come close. From Candy’s moans, he was fingering her. Tait leaned forward and took a nipple into his mouth, sucking hard, and he pinched the other one. Then he switched sides.

  “Say, Tait. She’d dripping wet and making a mess on the floor. Reach under the cross and check for yourself.”

  He broke the kiss.

  “Don’t mind if I do.”

  He reached down, crouching slightly, and slid a hand between her legs. He could feel the moisture. He scooped some up and rose, holding his finger in front of her mouth.

  “Taste you arousal!” he commanded.

  Candy opened her mouth and he inserted the digit. She suckled and he felt his cock jerk in response.

  “I think she’s ready for the left level, don’t you think, Aaron?”

  * * * *

  “Yes.”

  Aaron looked down at the rounded ass with the scattering of red marks. It looked beautiful. It would look even better in a moment. He watched as Tait came into sight.

  “We thought about using a belt or a paddle or even a cane, but Tait and I decided to stick with the basics. Hands. You’ll take twenty from each of us and then we’re moving you to the bed and taking you together.

  “Now relax that ass and take what we give you or you will get the belt. Do you understand?”

  “Yes, Sir!”

  “Good.”

  Aaron reached down and caressed her ass before raising his hand and bringing it down hard on her left ass cheek. The sound reverberated around the room and made his cock grow even harder as she let out a little yelp before moaning with pleasure as he caressed the area he’d just spanked.

  He spanked her again and again. Each hit was harder than the last. He didn’t caress her after every smack. He didn’t even keep a steady rhythm. Sometimes he’d strike her twice or even three times in the same spot. Sometimes he’d alternate. Once he didn’t caress her ass until after five hits.

  And she loved it all. By the time he hit ten she was writhing. At fifteen she was begging.

  “Please, Sirs. I need to come.”

  “Not even close, pet. I’m not finished and then Tait has to have his turn at your ass. Maybe then you’ll be allowed to come.”

  “But, Sirs!”

  “Another word that’s not your safeword and you won’t be coming at all tonight. Understand?”

  “Yes, Sirs.” Her tone was pouty but he didn’t bother reprimanding her. He had an ass to spank.

  And then it was Tait’s turn. Aaron watched for the first half dozen smacks. Then he went around to the other side of the cross.

  “Remember, pet. No coming without permission, no matter what we do to you, and you definitely don’t have permission.”

  Then he dropped to his knees and reached up and slid a finger between her pussy lips, grazing her clit.

  “Sir!”

  He just laughed and pushed a big finger into her dripping pussy. She was so wet he easily slid in a second finger.

  Tait spanked her another half dozen times. She moaned and more honey slid from her. He added a third finger.

  “She’s pretty damned horny, Tait. I’ve got three fingers inside her and she’s dripping wet. You want to finger her?”

  “Actually, I’d like to give her the last five between her legs with the crop.”

  “Great idea. I’ll hold her pussy lips open. Just try not to get my fingers.”

  * * * *

  Candy felt her knees quiver. She was so turned on that she was pretty sure her bones were melting. When Aaron pulled her pussy lips open, she found herself whimpering with desire.

  At the first strike on her pussy with the crop, she almost came on the spot. At the second, she was sure she would. When the third hit her clit, she screamed as her climax slammed through her. When the fourth and fifth hit the same spot, it was as if she’d been hit by a tsunami as wave after wave of pleasure rolled through her.

  She was vaguely aware that they were removing her from the cross. Tait carried her over to the bed. Aaron was already there, lying down, his condom-covered cock standing at attention. Tait maneuvered her so that she was straddling his friend and then held her as she slid down onto Aaron’s cock, burying it deep within her.

  She was so slick she didn’t need any lubricant. He felt so big and thick inside her. She tried to move, but he held her still, pulling her down so that her breasts were mashed against his broad chest. She sighed and snuggled, licking and sucking on one of his flat masculine nipples.

  Once she got comfortable, she could feel Tait moving behind her. She just sighed as he squirted the cold lube inside her ass and then inserted a big finger. Slowly, carefully, he lubed and stretched her before positioning himself behind her. Then she felt his cock at her puckered opening. She had to force herself not to tense. She loved the feeling of double penetration, but always h
ad to force herself to relax at the initial penetration of her ass. But Tait was patient and soon he was buried inside her, too.

  “We should punish you for coming without permission,” Tait whispered in her ear, “but we’ve been less than diligent with your training. That’s all about to change. You belong to us. Never forget that.”

  Then he started to move and Candy stopped thinking as the twin sensations of Aaron’s and Tait’s cocks moving inside her overwhelmed her and drove everything else from her mind until she was screaming out her climax yet again.

  * * * *

  Saturday flew by. Between work and sex, Candy had a full and tiring day. Sunday dawned warm and sunny like every other morning so far. It was glorious. Aaron and Tait protested when she slid out of bed at eight a.m. She yawned and was tempted to head back to bed and let Leo meet up with Don on his own, but she’d promised him she’d be there until he felt comfortable with Don.

  And she had another reason for being there. Carter and his family would be back on Thursday and she’d be leaving on Friday. This was the only chance to meet the guavaberry vendor’s grandmother and pick her brain. Although she didn’t want to admit to her men that the thought of guavaberries was enough to drag her out of bed after a night of lovemaking that had meant she only got four hours sleep.

  “I have to go, Aaron. I promised Leo.” He didn’t answer. He just tumbled her back onto the bed and shifted so that he was lying beside her, his erect cock pressing into her side.

  “Don’t go, baby. It’s been over four hours since I’ve made love to you.”

  “And when he’s done, it’ my turn!” Tait slid a hand over her forehead, brushing her hair off her face before he leaned over and kissed her. “I want my good-morning blow job.”

  Candy laughed and considered staying in bed but she knew Leo would be waiting impatiently. She knew he’d spent the last two days worrying, uncertain about meeting Don, and was counting on her support.

  “Sorry, guys!” Candy pulled away from her men and they let her go, reluctance in their every move, but they didn’t insist. She was glad because if the pressed, she knew she’d give in and stay. But she’d promised Leo and wanted to keep her commitment. And she wanted the guavaberries. She took a quick shower and then walked toward the door, her two men reclining on the bed watching her sleepily.