Pieces of Stronghold

by Golden Angel

  Chris puffed up his chest. "That sounds like us." They all laughed as Chris eyed Adam. "What, you don't have a nickname?"

  "No."

  "Even if he did, I wouldn't tell him," Angel muttered… and then jumped. "OW!"

  "Excuse us," said Adam, wrapping his fingers around Angel's neck with a much firmer grip than Justin was currently using on Jessica's. "Apparently my girlfriend wants to end her year with a spanking."

  "Wait... no... Adam- Sir, I'm sorry, I want-" Angel's voice was covered up by the din as Adam hauled her away, obviously heading towards the Dungeon.

  Michael shook his head, sliding into the spot that Angel and Adam had just vacated. "I keep telling myself that one of these days she'll learn, but any time she gets excited about anything it's like her filter totally unhinges."

  "Angel has a filter?" Andrew asked dryly, making them all laugh again.

  "Why are you Master Hell No?" Jessica asked Michael, curious and a little shy. Michael didn't hang out with the group often enough for her to feel completely comfortable around him. Although Justin and the others liked the man well enough, his close relationship with Angel tended to put Adam on edge a bit.

  "Sharon's scared of sadists," Kate answered for him, smirking a bit, which made Justin's curiosity spike. Why was Kate smirking over that? If she wasn't scared of the fact that Andrew was a sadist, then what was Andrew always talking about? Had Kate wanted something that he couldn't give her, instead of the other way around like they'd always assumed? "The first time she saw Master Michael doing a scene, he was apparently using a flogger and a vampire glove. I think her exact quote about him was 'hot, but hell no.'"

  "I'll take it over Pretty Boy any day," Michael said, referencing Angel's nickname for him.

  "Well, you are very pretty," Kate said, mock-seriously.

  Michael tossed his hair, preening. "Thanks, I thought you'd never notice."

  Throughout the interplay, Justin watched Andrew watching Michael and Kate. They weren't exactly flirting, more teasing, but Andrew's reaction was difficult to judge. He was watching Kate more than Michael, and he didn't look jealous, but he didn't look approving either. He was eyeing the space between Michael and Kate, as if he wanted to slide into it.

  Well this was going to be an interesting year.

  ******

  "Excuse me, Master Justin? Master Chris?"

  As Chris turned, he saw Michael standing up straight out of the corner of his eye, which told him exactly who he was talking to before he even saw her. The only submissive in the club that Michael had that reaction to was Ellie - not that Michael ever did anything about it. Then again, he'd noticed Ellie tended to avoid Michael.

  Hot damn.

  No wonder Michael had straightened up like someone had shoved a poker up his ass. Someone had been practicing Shibari and they'd used Ellie's curvy, naked body to do it. The rope and knots wrapped around her, creating a rope dress that she was wearing in lieu of a real one, and showing off every delightful curve. The center rope down the middle of her body bisected her breasts and her legs, and he was pretty sure he saw a clit knot at the apex of her thighs. Although he was trying not to look too closely. Jessica had gotten used to the amount of naked women walking around Stronghold, but she was a little sensitive if his or Justin's eyes lingered too long.

  Of course, right now, she was staring too, looking entranced. Neither he nor Justin did Shibari but if it was something she was interested in, maybe they could find a way to let her try it. Not one of the Doms though, if they had a choice. He was pretty sure Mistress Lisa was certified in Shibari.

  "Are they ready for us?" Justin asked, smiling down at Ellie. She was a damn cute, little curvy package. At one point, Chris had thought about asking her out, but she'd always made it very clear to the members of Stronghold that she only scened there. She didn't date. Period. Which was why she and Andrew so often played together - they counted on each other's lack of interest in a relationship.

  "Yes, Sir," Ellie said, before giving Jessica an encouraging smile and walking away. There was a happy, blissed-out look on her face that said she was good for the evening, which probably meant she wouldn't be looking to play in another scene. She didn't even glance at Michael or Andrew as she turned and walked away, giving them a fantastic view of her ass, which was framed by the ropes.

  "Damn that girl looks good in ropes," Kate said with an envious sigh.

  Michael leered at her. "We can strip you down and put you in a rope dress, if that's what you like, sweetheart."

  Strangely, both Andrew and Kate tensed.

  "Maybe some other time," Kate said, but her smile seemed a little strained. At least, it seemed a little strained to Chris, but then again who knew how much she'd changed over the years she'd been away. And who knew how well he'd actually known her in the first place.

  "I'm gonna go see if someone wants to play," Andrew said, his words coming practically right on top of hers. The tension they all associated with him had bubbled back up again.

  Seemingly unconcerned as her ex walked away from the table, other than a little flickering glance in his direction, Kate turned towards Leigh and Jared to strike up a conversation. Chris somehow doubted it was coincidence that this meant her back was turned towards Andrew's direct route to the Lounge area where the available subbies were hanging out.

  "Come on, let's go," Justin said, pulling Jessica and Chris' attention away from the unfolding drama. Well, very low key drama really. But it was still fascinating. On the other hand, what they were about to do to Jessica... the front of Chris' pants felt a little tighter as he jumped up from his seat.

  He could feel a wicked smile curving on his lips, matched by the one Justin was wearing. Between them, Jessica shifted anxiously, swiveling her head back and forth as she looked at them, searching for some kind of clue. Damn she was cute when she was worried about what they were going to do to her.

  Justin led the way down into the Dungeon, Jessica practically dancing impatiently in between them. The Dungeon wasn't as packed as Chris would have thought, considering the large number of people in the club. Most of them really were there to celebrate the new year rather than play. Then again, maybe he shouldn't be that surprised. He and Justin hadn't planned on doing anything but partying upstairs with their friends and girlfriend, until Patrick had asked a favor.

  As Justin opened the door to the Interrogation Room, Jessica looked over her shoulder at Chris, her eyes all lit up with excitement. Not just because she loved that particular room - although she did - but because she knew they had something special planned for her.

  Entering the room first, Jessica skidded to a halt. Justin and Chris exchanged evil grins. They seriously doubted that she'd expected the alert and eager audience seated in chairs along the wall.

  "Hello Jess." Grinning just as evilly as Justin and Chris, Olivia leaned back from her perch on the desk on the other side of the room. The center of the room had been completely cleared except for a stool, which sat directly underneath a hanging chain. Jessica loved that chain; she said the atmosphere of the room creeped her out in a good way. "I take it the boys didn't tell you what you were in for tonight?"

  Suddenly shy, with five pairs of eyes on her, even if one pair was a friend's, Jessica skittered backwards, returning to the safety of being tucked between Chris and Justin. "Nope... uh, what am I in for tonight?"

  Although she looked worried, and had come running back to them, her cheeks were flushed pink with excitement, and her hazel eyes were glittering with arousal. With her hard nipples pressed against the fabric of her dress, clearly outlined, it was obvious that the situation excited her even as it made her anxious.

  Ignoring her question, Justin turned her around so that her back was pressed against his front. "This, gentlemen, is what you want your submissive to look like before a scene. Nervous but trusting, and definitely excited."

  As if in demonstration of that last adjective, he pinched Jessica's nipples, and she squeaked,
turning her head away from the watching eyes. This was much more intimate than just doing a scene in the Dungeon, where passersby could watch or not, while there were plenty of other scenes going on around them. All four of Olivia's students were watching Jessica and Justin like eager wolf cubs, anxious to learn. Even as she hid her head, her breathing started to come faster in excitement. Which Justin immediately pointed out as she blushed.

  With so many of his friends pairing up into monogamous couples, Patrick was starting to run short on people he trusted to do Introduction Scenes and to teach newbies the ins and outs of BDSM. Which was especially important with new Doms, who had little to no experience. While Olivia had gone through all their interests with them, ensuring that they knew exactly what every implement they might use felt like, they hadn't gotten a whole lot of hands on experience. But Patrick hadn't just wanted to throw some subbies to them either.

  Tonight they were getting demonstrations from various members of the club. He was willing to bet that Ellie had been one such demonstration, and there would probably be another one after them. They were supposed to show the guys two things - what it was like to work with a submissive within a relationship and how to have a ménage scene. Because of their experience teaching at the Venus School and Jessica's adorably shy predilection for being watched, they were an obvious choice for the demonstration.

  Next week, Patrick was trying something new and pairing them up with some newbie submissives that had applied to join the club. Supervised of course. Chris couldn't help but wonder if Kate would be required to go through that process.

  Walking over to the center of the room, Chris started to undo the buckles on the cuffs hanging from the chain. "If you ever do a ménage scene, you need to make sure that you're comfortable with your partner and that you trust them. A ménage scene has several benefits. One of which is that one of you can get everything set up, while the other has the much more fun task of getting your submissive ready."

  Jessica squeaked as Justin slipped the straps off of her shoulders, revealing her breasts to the watching class. A bit of possessive jealousy flickered through Chris as their avid eyes swept her curves, but at the same time he also felt a kind of erotic pride. They could look all they wanted, but only he and Justin got to touch. They had a fucking gorgeous submissive, and even if he felt possessive sometimes, showing her off was fun.

  Especially because of her reaction.

  Even with her hot, red face, Jessica didn't try to cover herself up. She let her hands hang at her sides as Justin cupped her breasts, squeezing them gently. One of the students, Chris thought his name was Mitch, shifted slightly in his chair as if trying to adjust his pants without being too obvious about it. Jessica's pretty, pink nipples were tightly puckered, and she kept stealing little glances at the students, peeking at them as if to see if they were really watching her.

  As if they could take their eyes off of her. Neither could he.

  ******

  Heat and need sizzled along Jessica's nerves, her lungs feeling tight, making it hard for her to breathe, while Justin played with her breasts. Dimly, she could hear him pointing out all sorts of little nuances about her body to the seated men, but she wasn't paying any attention. The lecture was sending her mind back to the Venus School, where she'd first met Chris and Justin, and they'd been her instructors. Justin's voice rolled through her, with the same deep lilt that he'd used at the school.

  The eyes of the men were like little, tingly pin pricks on her skin. They were all staring at her like starving men and she was a banquet. Chris and Justin wouldn't actually let them practice on her, would they? She didn't think so, and yet the little tinge of fear, the uncertainty of the unknown, made her breathless.

  It was obvious this was the new class of Doms that Olivia had been working with. Jessica was incredibly relieved that Roland wasn't there anymore. The four guys left in the class were all good looking, although they didn't quite have the same air of indomitable confidence that often surrounded Stronghold Doms like a cape.

  "Go over to Chris, sweetheart," Justin said, giving her a little push, as if he realized that she hadn't been attending to everything he said.

  "Yes, Sir," she replied automatically. Her breasts bounced as she trotted over to Chris, who grinned at her, unabashedly running his eyes over her bare upper half.

  "Put your arms up, beautiful," he said, while Justin continued to talk.

  Making a happy, humming noise under her breath, Jessica leaned into Chris' body as he put her wrists in the soft, leather cuffs. He made a tutting noise and gave her thigh a little smack, so that she sighed and straightened up. With all those eyes on her, even if it did turn her on, she kept feeling the need to hide herself. Just a little.

  "Fucking gorgeous," Chris muttered under his breath as he lifted her wrists in the air and fastened them to the hanging chain.

  A bare second later and he had her completely naked except for her heels and thong; her dress had only needed a few, firm tugs to break free of her hips and pool around her feet. He scooted the stool just under her butt. It was at just the right height so that she wasn't actually sitting on it, just leaning a bit, so that if her legs got wobbly, not all of her weight would be on her wrists.

  Which made her anxiety kick up another notch. Chris and Justin were incredibly considerate dominants, but if they were already preparing for her to have wobbly knees... her pussy contracted. And then did so again as she looked up and saw the short row of men directly in front of her, all with large bulges in the front of their pants and hunger in their eyes. It felt almost dangerous to be on display in front of them like this. A year ago, she could have never imagined being in this position. Now, it just made her want to fuck.

  "What's your color, Jess?" Justin asked. She looked over at him, her eyes shining.

  "Green, Sir." A mischievous, little smile tilted her lips. "Very green."

  Chris pinched her nipple, and she gasped, letting her head fall back as the pleasurable pain lanced through her. Her breasts already felt heavy, swollen and sensitive. Her nipples ached to be touched, and her body wasn't satisfied with the small pinches that Justin and Chris were giving her.

  She whimpered slightly, arching her back and pushing out her chest when Chris pulled his fingers away.

  "Little tease," Chris whispered in her ear. His voice was low as Justin continued to talk to the other men; his words were for her alone. "You like seeing them watching you, don't you? Knowing that they've all got a hard on for you, that they're staring at your breasts, wishing they could see your pussy." Fingers slid down Jessica's trembling stomach as she sucked in a heated breath, her legs automatically spreading wider in anticipation of his touch. The thong covered her pussy, but barely, and she knew it would be so easy for him to push the fabric aside and slide his fingers into her needy channel.

  Instead, his fingers tapped lightly on her thong, just over where her clit was, and Jessica moaned with disappointment as he straightened.

  "One of the best parts about working as part of a team, rather than alone, is that you can work both the back and front of your partner at the same time." Justin turned towards Olivia, holding out his hand, and she tossed him and then Chris each a flogger.

  The leather strands were long and thuddy looking, the kind that would make her skin almost unbearably sensitive after a while, so that pleasure felt almost painful and pain felt like agonizing ecstasy. No wonder they had set up the stool - Jessica could already feel her knees going weak in anticipation.

  With Chris in front of her and Justin behind her, Jessica barely heard Chris' explanation of how to start a rhythm with a second party as the leather began to caress her back. Justin was starting off softly, completely focused on his task, letting the leather strands thud against her upper back and the curves of her ass.

  She moaned, shuddering, as Chris finally turned towards her and began to add his own strokes. They alternated, handling the floggers with the ease and confidence of practice. Closing
her eyes, Jessica panted as the floggers hit - back, breasts, ass, thighs, back, breasts, ass, thighs... some of the strands hitting the fronts of her thighs managed to snap against her mound, making her arch and jerk.

  The muscles in her legs were slowly turning to jelly as her need to cum grew, and she started drowning in the pleasurable pain. Some distant part of her heard Olivia's voice, knew that the Domme had taken over the lecture, because all of Justin and Chris' focus was on Jessica, but that part of the world seemed so far away that it didn't matter at all. It just kept her aware that there was an audience... people watching as Justin and Chris flogged her into submissive oblivion, men staring at her as she wound her way to a climax, like a spool of wire tightening one revolution with every blow of the leather against her skin.

  Suddenly, something pressed against her sensitized skin, and it wasn't leather. Jessica half-screamed, half-sobbed at the intense sensation of hands groping her body, everywhere that she'd been beaten. Her eyes opened, staring into Chris' dark ones, just before he lowered his head to her breast. The feel of his tongue rasping over her nipple had her writhing against Justin, as her other boyfriend ground his groin into her ass. The fabric of his pants had been silky smooth earlier against her hand; now it felt rough as sandpaper on the sensitive skin of her cheeks. One of their hands worked its way between her thighs, rubbing against her sodden thong. The stool barely kept her from falling over as her swollen clit throbbed.

  "Please," she begged. "Please, please, please... oh god YES!"

  The climactic pleasure broke over her like a wave, hot and intense and almost vicious. Her body thrummed, shuddering between her men as they manhandled her. Fingers pressed firmly against her clit, rubbing in a circular motion that turned her knees to jelly as she cried out with passion.

  Her eyes glazed over with pleasure, she watched over Chris' shoulder as the men stood and began to walk towards the door under Olivia's direction. All of them watched, looks of envy on their faces, as Chris and Justin shared her between them. Olivia practically dragged the last one out the door.