by Alicia White
Walking toward the sitting room, Chase sat down on the large couch and waited for Beau to talk. He knew his brother and waited for him to start the conversation. Beau paced around the room and Chase
knew he was thinking about Jessica, the lifestyle, and their future with her.
“I’m not sure where to start,” he whispered, looking toward the room.
“We have the rest of the week to explore the lifestyle with Jess. I think we should talk to Mark and borrow his playroom. It’s the best one here, fully stocked and completely private. Let’s start off slow, so that we don’t scare her, and see where it goes from there.”
Shaking his head, Beau said, “We can’t go too slowly. Like you said we have this week to really convince her that we are the men for her. We have to prove that we want her to still be herself and submissive. She’s very strong and independent. I don’t want that to change and like she said, the last time she was in a relationship like this, she changed for the man. I want her to be herself, always.”
“So what, you just want to jump right in without letting her warm up?”
“Yes. I think we need to start first thing in the morning. I don’t expect her to be submissive all the time. In fact, I would be disappointed if she meekly sat at my feet. I want all her fire and passion and I think we can help her figure out that she can have the best of both worlds.”
“You’re right. I don’t want her to change for us. I want the same Jess I met when her car broke down. So, what’s your plan?”
“Talk to Mark tonight, make sure that we can use his playroom for the rest of the week and then push all of Jessica’s buttons. Show her what loving pleasure and pain really feels like. Show her that she can be herself totally and completely. The submissive, strong, independent, loving, fiercely loyal woman we know her to be.”
“I like that.” Chase nodded in agreement. His brother really did know their woman. It was nice to hear the way he talked about her, the way his eyes lit up with excitement.
“I’m glad we’re on the same page. We have to be in order for this to work. Go get in bed with our woman. I’m going to call Mark right now.” The way Beau said ‘our’ made it feel like she really was theirs.
Standing up, Chase went back to the bedroom. He made a quick stop in the bathroom and brushed his teeth before stripping down and climbing into bed with a very naked Jessica. He moved slowly, not wanting to wake her, and pulled her close to him, placing her head gently on his chest. She shifted her body, groaned, and moved almost completely on top of him. Smiling, Chase rubbed her back and kissed the top of her head.
Blinking rapidly, Jessica opened her eyes. It took her a minute to wake up. Feeling a weight on her back, she shifted and rubbed her hand up a naked chest full of muscle. Lifting up her head, Jessica made eye contact with Chase. He smiled at her and winked.
“How long have you been awake?”
“Not too long.” He pushed his fingers though her hair and slipped it behind her ear.
“Why didn’t you just move me and get up?” she asked, hoping that he hadn’t been uncomfortably waiting for her to wake up.
“I like looking at you and I really love having you in my arms.”
Pulling her up his body, Chase kissed her and Jessica wrapped her arms around his neck, melting back into his gorgeous body. His skin was hot against hers and Jessica kissed him back.
Jessica gasped when Chase grabbed her ass, forcing her to straddle his hips and he took advantage of the moment, pushing his tongue into her mouth. Their tongues danced, swirling around, and she couldn’t stop her hips from moving, rubbing her pussy against his stomach.
“Okay, you two, break it up.” Beau laughed behind her and Jessica pulled back, looking over her shoulder. Beau leaned against
the bedroom door watching them with a smile and Jessica couldn’t help herself, she smiled back. She hadn’t felt this carefree in a long time.
“Are you jealous?” she teased, shaking her ass at him.
“Not at all. I’m enjoying the view.” He winked and Jessica could tell that he really wasn’t bothered by the attention she was giving Chase. “I talked to Mark last night and he gave us complete and total access to his playroom for the rest of the week.”
Swallowing, Jessica could only nod. She wondered if she would really be able to make it through a whole scene with both of them.
She did trust them. That wasn’t the issue. She was worried about losing herself once more. It had taken years to gain the confidence and self-worth back after giving her power away to a man she shouldn’t have trusted.
“You look scared.” Pushing himself away from the bedroom door, Beau came to the bed and sat down. Reaching out, he rubbed her back, trying to comfort her, and Jessica felt guilty for ever doubting them.
“I’m not scared. I was just a little nervous, but then I realized that I’ll be in a room with the two of you.”
His face completely changed right before her eyes and she knew her words affected him.
“I want you to take a shower, get dressed in the clothes I laid out for you, and eat the breakfast on the table. Meet us in the playroom.
You have two hours.” Beau leaned in and kissed her before he walked out of the bedroom.
“One more kiss for me, baby, and then I’ll take a quick shower and give you some time to get ready.” Chase pulled her down for a quick kiss before turning them and laying her down on the bed.
She stared at his naked ass as he walked to the bathroom, and Jessica lay back, hoping that she wouldn’t make a fool out of herself.
She had some reservations. She wasn’t sure if this was a good idea.
She wanted to go back to her room and hide, but she knew that would
be childish, and she really didn’t want to have any regrets. Leaving now would be a huge regret.
Instead, she got up and went to eat breakfast, letting Chase shower alone. Sitting down at the table, she took small bites of the blueberry pancakes, wondering how Beau had known they were her favorite.
Her stomach rebelled, but Jessica kept eating. She was growing more nervous by the minute and hoped she wouldn’t chicken out.
Nearly twenty minutes later, Chase stalked out of the bathroom looking completely different, more in charge and a tad menacing.
Wearing all black, with his shoulder length black hair tied back, he wasn’t the playful man she remembered. He looked incredibly handsome, and he gave her a wicked grin as he headed toward the door leading to the hotel. Looking over his shoulder, he winked and waved as he left.
Jessica sat frozen in place, staring at the closed door. Beau and Chase were serious. She knew this wasn’t a game. She remembered Mark’s words. Sometimes dominants make the best submissives. She knew all the rules. Trying to build up her confidence, Jessica went into the bathroom and took a shower.
Chapter Twelve
Standing down the hall from Mark’s playroom, Jessica bit her lip, feeling a little sick to her stomach. She wasn’t scared. It was the anticipation and the excitement of the unknown that had her shaking.
Looking down at her clothes, she adjusted the simple slip dress, wondering where Beau had managed to find it. Taking slow deep breaths, Jessica pushed her shoulders back and moved down the hall toward the door.
Standing in front of Mark’s playroom, she wiped her sweaty palms down the sides of her dress before grabbing the knob and turning it. Pushing the door open, she closed her eyes briefly and took one more deep breath before walking in. Beau and Chase were standing in the middle of the room, looking relaxed, but she couldn’t get over how fierce they looked dressed in all black. From their tight, black T-shirts, to their black jeans, all the way down to their boots.
Damn, they are sexy!
The excitement in the room was obvious and the tension felt thick.
She wasn’t sure what to do or even where to begin, so she stayed still, standing in place. Jerking her head down, she realized that subs weren’t supposed to look at th
eir Doms. At least that’s what she remembered. Hearing footsteps on the hard concrete floor, Jessica stayed frozen in place, waiting for one of them to speak.
Staring at the ground, she knew that one of them was circling her.
He came up behind her and Jessica held her breath. With slow deliberation, strong callused hands glided up her back, moving to hold her shoulders.
“You’re such a good girl, Jessica. You followed my direction perfectly and you even arrived early.” Beau whispered, kissing the top of her head. “I was hoping that you might be bad, though.” He chuckled and Jessica hid her grin, still staring at the floor.
Beau shook his head, feeling the massive smile spread across his lips. He inhaled her delicate vanilla scent and tried to think with his brain instead of his cock. He hadn’t played with a woman in years.
Yes, he had sex occasionally to take the edge off, but never before had he wanted anyone the way he wanted the woman standing in front of him.
With a light touch, he let his fingers drift down her bare arms before coming to rest on her delicate wrists. He circled the slender bone structure with his fingers and rubbed her palms, wanting to know how nervous she really was. She was shaking like a leaf and Beau could tell that her breathing had accelerated. It was nice to know that Jessica wasn’t immune to his touch.
“There are a few rules here that I want you to follow.” He used a calm, slightly stern voice, wanting her to know that he was serious, but trying not to scare her. He didn’t want her having a bad experience, and he didn’t want her running from the room in fear.
When she gave a slight nod, he continued.
“One, if at any time you want us to stop, say red. If you need us to slow down, all you have to say is yellow. I might ask you throughout the next couple of hours how you’re feeling. Answer honestly. Trust goes both ways.” She nodded and Beau realized then that he hadn’t heard her sweet voice once since she came into the room.
Stepping away from her, Beau walked in front of her and lifted her face up with his finger, needing to see her expressive eyes. Her long blonde lashes swept open and her eyes connected with his. He saw her pupils dilate as he covered her mouth with his own. Her moan
as he pressed his lips to hers was all he needed to hear, but feeling her body respond as she reached up and clung to his shoulders made any doubts disappear. Jessica wanted him. She wanted this. If she didn’t, she wouldn’t have showed up. That’s why he hadn’t escorted her to this playroom. He wanted her to show up on her own.
“I want you to answer with a yes, Sir or no, Sir. It’s important to me to hear you say it.”
“Yes, Sir,” she whispered, licking her lips.
“Before we start, I want you to tell us your hard limits. I don’t want to cross any lines.” Knowing her absolute no's would help them steer clear of doing anything that Jessica didn’t like. They planned to make her fantasies come true and to give her as much pleasure as possible. He wanted her to be putty in their hands.
“No canes, no permanent marks, and no breath play. I can’t think of anything else right now, Sir,” she said, her lips quivering, and Beau knew that she was more nervous than she was letting on.
“The last thing Chase and I want to do is to cause you any fear or extreme pain. We would never mark your skin permanently, it’s so smooth and perfect the way it is.”
Reaching down, Beau grabbed the bottom of the thin slip dress and pulled it off over her head. She lifted her arms, and let him lead her where he wanted her to go. She stood before him naked, and Beau inspected her body, loving each swell and curve.
Chase stepped forward, already naked, holding a rope loosely in his hand and Beau winked at Jessica, letting his brother take over.
Chase finally came into view and Beau winked at her, stepping back, letting Chase take over. He was naked, holding a rope in his hand and Jessica stared at him, overwhelmed by his physical presence. Even stripped down, Chase looked wild and fierce. She wanted to touch him, to run her fingers over his strong, hard body,
down to his hard cock. But she reminded herself that she was their sub, and both Beau and Chase were the Doms. Maybe they would allow her to touch them soon.
“Hold out your hands, baby. I’m going to attach a separate piece of rope to each wrist.”
Without asking any questions, Jessica obeyed him, following his orders. She watched him wrap the rope around each wrist. The material was soft and she knew that it wouldn’t leave any marks on her skin.
“It’s not too tight. Right?” he asked calmly, and Jessica nodded.
“Beau already told you to answer with no, Sir or yes, Sir. Right?”
“Yes, Sir,” she said, wondering what was next.
“Good.” Chase took hold of her hands.
The extra rope dangled from her wrists and touched the floor as he led her toward the large bed. Her heart beat faster and she could feel her pussy juices coating the inside of her thighs as she walked. For the first time, Jessica looked around the room a bit, noticing that it was dim, casting a subdued light over the entire playroom.
Stopping, Chase cupped her cheek and she looked up into his deep, blue eyes. “Remember, you can trust us, Jess. We only want to pleasure you. If you say red, we’ll stop whatever we’re doing.” He looked almost as scared as she felt and Jessica smiled at him, wanting him to know that she really did want to be here with them.
“Yes, Sir.”
Kissing her quickly, Chase positioned her near the bed. “Put your hands above your head and grab the bar above you,” he said and Jessica finally looked up for the first time.
She had thought he would put her on the bed, but he surprised her, keeping her on her toes like any good Dom. Walking around her, he helped her to raise each arm, securing her wrists to the bar using the rope. Next, he tied a length of soft rope to each ankle, spreading her legs wide and securing them to the floor.
Looking around the room, Jessica spotted a mirror and stared at her reflection. At first, her eyes looked frightened, and Jessica wondered if she could really do this, but she was caught off guard about how truly beautiful she felt.
“Look how sexy she is,” Chase said, gliding his hand down her body as he walked around her, inspecting her.
“She’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” Beau agreed, walking to the edge of the bed and sitting down, getting a full frontal view of her.
“How are you feeling, sweetie?” Chase asked.
“I’m okay,” she said looking from one brother to the other.
“That doesn’t answer my question, Jessica, and you once again forgot to address me properly,” Chase said sternly, and Jessica bit her lip. She had to remember her role in the playroom.
“I feel a little anxious, but overall I’m good, Sir.”
“Tell me something, sweet sub. What would you do to someone who didn’t address you properly?” Arching a brow, he crossed his arms across his chest and waited for her to answer. He looked like he expected her to lie, but Jessica knew exactly what she would do.
“Give a small punishment as a reminder, Sir.”
“What kind of punishment?”
“Um, a spanking or a few lashes from the flogger, Sir.”
“Hmmm…well then, we need to punish you.”
“Yes, Sir.” She cringed, knowing that he was right. She wouldn’t have let a sub get away with anything, even if that sub was a newbie.
Trembling now, Jessica waited for Chase to decide what her punishment should be. It had been a long time since she had experienced a punishment, and she wondered if she would be able to take it gracefully like she had in the past. Looking down at the ground, she tried to calm her rapid breathing the best she could.
Hearing one of the large closet doors being opened, Jessica jerked her head up and watched as Chase touched each torture tool. He grabbed a black flogger, a paddle, and a riding crop. Stalking back
toward her, he showed her each tool, one by one. When he reached her, Chase stoo
d behind her and Jessica flexed her muscles waiting for the first lash. When nothing happened, she panted, feeling completely lost.
She felt the flogger touch her skin and she jerked, trying to move away, but she couldn’t. He took his time, moving the leather strands over her skin, caressing her, and Jessica found herself relaxing her muscles once more. Walking around her body, he left no skin untouched by the flogger.
When he was out of sight once more, Jessica heard the flogger rushing through the air before she felt it hit her upper back. The leather strands hit her skin harder this time, making a loud thud noise, and she knew that he was warming her up. It didn’t hurt. It felt soft with a small stinging sensation.
Chase was well practiced. He knew exactly what to do and how to flick his wrist to change the sensations. The hits became harder, more precise, and Jessica closed her eyes and focused on the feelings. He warmed up her ass, her upper back, and even flicked his wrist to hit the sides of her breasts. It was erotic and wonderful. A nice, warm tingling sensation spread throughout her body and Jessica moaned, feeling her pussy gush.
After a little while, Jessica felt Chase’s hands rub up and down her body, letting her know that he was finished with the flogger, but not quite done with her.
Standing in front of her, Chase ran a hand down her body to her center. Avoiding her clit, he slid a hand between her thighs and sank a finger into her pussy with a firm thrust that shook her body.
Jessica bit her lip to hold back a cry, but couldn’t smother her moan. Her toes curled and she held her body slack, not wanting to disappoint him. He pressed against her pussy walls and moved his finger inside her with a firm touch, holding her gaze with his the entire time he explored her.
