by Sophie Oak
Tess couldn’t stand it. She couldn’t stand the way he was touching her. It felt sweet and soft when she knew it was false. She kicked back, catching him somewhere on the leg. He groaned behind her, but Curt took control. He grabbed her bound hands, hauled her to the bed, and shoved her onto the comforter. His palm flattened her cheek down, not letting her move, but ensuring that she could breathe. A little thrill of fear ran through her system, lighting up her nerves. What were they doing? Why were they doing it?
“Rip that fucking skirt off her,” Curt demanded.
“Don’t you dare,” she warned whoever was about to follow Curt’s orders. It didn’t matter. She felt hands on her body before she heard the sound of material giving way to superior force.
“The underwear, too. She is not going to need it.” Curt’s face was close to hers. She could feel the heat rolling off his body. “If you attempt to harm one of my teammates again, you’re going to be sorry. Here’s the way this is going to go. You’re going to behave and take everything we give you. If you’re a very good girl, we’ll be soft and sweet. We’ll treat you with all the care a beloved female deserves. If you decide to play the brat, well, a brat earns some pain, doesn’t she? A brat who defies her Masters deserves a little torture. I’ll enjoy it, princess. I’ll torture those gorgeous breasts. I’ll bite them and pinch them and clamp them down hard. I’ll lash you to a St. Andrew’s Cross and show you just how good I can be with a single tail.”
“Idiot, there’s no St. Andrew’s Cross here.” She didn’t discount the fact that Curt, the sadist, might just keep a single tail whip in his luggage, but a cross was pure BDSM club equipment.
His chuckle ended on a groan that let Tess know just how much her helplessness aroused him. “You’re wrong. Frank has some kinks himself. Do you remember the tour he gave you when you first got here?”
She did. Frank had shown her around the beautiful home himself. He’d been so excited about what she could do for his team. That day, she’d been full of hope, taking it all in, promising herself that one day she’d be this successful. One day she’d have a house with so many rooms she’d keep a couple locked because she couldn’t use them. Damn it. “The ballroom.”
“Yes. The ballroom. He likes to call it that. It’s nice and vanilla sounding. It’s so much friendlier sounding than saying, ‘Welcome to my dungeon.’ Do you know what kind of things a billionaire can buy for a dungeon, princess? Give in now, and you won’t have to find out. Accept your place and kneel at my feet, and I’ll forgive the little defiance against Mike. Otherwise, we’ll begin the discipline now.”
She felt the cool air on her exposed backside. Someone bound her ankles together and forced her ass high in the air.
“You were right, Curt. She’s completely exposed,” Kevin said. “Her ass and her pussy are so pretty like this.”
“Yes,” Curt agreed. “And later, when she’s been a good girl, you can fuck her like this. It works particularly well when you bend her over and shove a plug up that hot little ass of hers. It will be so fucking tight. You’ll have so much control.”
Two sets of hands stroked along her skin. She was getting wet and antsy. It would be so easy to do what Curt said. She could kneel at his feet, and he would give her what she wanted. And what about tomorrow? Would they laugh and high-five because they’d gotten the dumbass sub to bow down again? She was caught between what she wanted and what she knew was smart. She wouldn’t say her safe word, but she wasn’t going down easy.
“Please, Tess, I’m so crazy about you. I’m sorry about before. It was stupid. I just want a second chance.” Kevin sounded sincere, but how could she trust any of them?
“If you don’t let me up now, there will be hell to pay later. Do you understand, Goff? Do you honestly think I’ll let you get away with this? I can go to the press. Hell, I can go to the police.”
A hand smoothed up the small of her back. “Don’t say that, querida. We love you. We just want to show you. Don’t you see that if we let you go, we’d regret it the rest of our lives, and you would, too?”
His plea tugged at her, but the ache was too fresh. What if they were simply telling her what she wanted to hear? “Screw all of you.”
“Ten swats,” Curt said.
Tess tensed, expecting the slap, but nothing happened.
“Gentleman, I explained this to you. She will not go down easy. We have to break through the wall she’s got around her. You can spank her, or switch places with me, and I’ll do it myself.”
A hand cracked against her ass. Tess bit her lip to stop the cry that threatened to overtake her. Her poor ass still ached from Curt’s earlier spanking, and yet it felt so good as the heat spread.
Another slap, this one on the opposite cheek.
“That’s right, alternate. That’s four more from Kevin and four more from Mike.” Curt leaned over again, pressing his weight on her until she couldn’t move at all. She groaned as another hand landed on her ass.
“It’s so hot. Her cheeks have turned pink.” Kevin’s voice had gone guttural.
“And look at all that cream. Oh, this is getting her so hot.” Mike went into a flurry of Spanish as he smacked her again.
She heard Curt’s voice in her ear. “You’re not the only one who’s getting hot. I’m so hard I could pound nails. I want to fuck you, and Mike and Kevin are just discovering the joys of torturing our pretty little sub’s ass. I think they’re going to take to play, Tess. How does it feel to know there are three hard cocks in this room, and every one of them wants to be buried in some soft part of you?”
The slaps came in rapid succession. Mike and Kevin worked in tandem to get her ass sensitive and her pussy throbbing. Tears squeezed out of her eyes. She refused to give in. She wouldn’t cry out, wouldn’t beg for mercy.
“That’s ten, querida.” She felt something soft now on her ass. Mike’s lips.
Another pair joined them. Kevin and Mike kissed the skin they’d just spanked. She felt their mouths, lips, and tongues humming along her sensitive skin.
“Are you ready to concede?” Curt’s lips were on the back of her neck, making her shiver with desire.
She felt Kevin’s lips getting tantalizingly close to her pussy. Maybe she could get what she wanted without having to give them her surrender. Kevin was the weak link. She just had to break him. She wiggled her backside, shoving as much as she could back on Kevin’s face. He groaned, and she felt him shove his face against her pussy. His tongue swirled around, licking and sucking at her.
“Stop that, now!” Curt’s weight was off her, and he hauled her up, pulling her away from the orgasm that had been so, so close. “She gets nothing until she gives in. We discussed this.”
“We can’t give in,” Mike concurred. “I know how much you want to make love to her. I want that, too. But, it’s too important. Making love to her didn’t prove anything. We have to show her we won’t give up. Not ever.”
Tess struggled in Curt’s arms. With her hands and feet bound, there was very little she could do. She tried to kick at him, but his arm was quickly around her waist. She was off balance and helpless.
“It won’t work. I won’t forgive you.” She stared at Mike and Kevin. She couldn’t miss the way their cocks poked at the front of their pants. Kevin’s sweatpants had a small wet spot where his pre-cum was already seeping through.
“Tess, please. I can’t let you go, babe.” Kevin started toward her, but Mike got in his way.
“We agreed to do this Curt’s way,” Mike said. “We have to stay strong, or we’re going to lose her.”
Lose her? What the hell was going on? “Just stop this, guys. Can’t we talk about this like rational, reasonable adults?” She kept the sarcasm out of her voice. It was time to think about the situation she was in. If they kept her, she would give in. She could still feel Kevin’s tongue sliding in her cunt. Yes, she would give in, and they would get what they wanted then disappear, taking her heart with them. She needed to avoid tha
t. It all came down to figuring out what, exactly, they wanted.
“Just get me out of this, and we’ll sit down and discuss this. I get that you’re afraid I might go to the press or write some tell-all book where you guys come out looking bad. Please know that I don’t want anyone to know how stupid I was. Maybe we can even call in a lawyer, and we’ll all sign a non-disclosure agreement.”
She heard Curt sigh behind her. “Do you see what doing things your way is going to get us, Kevin? It’s going to get us a pushy little sub who does idiotic things like bring up lawyers when she should be focusing on pleasing her Masters. There aren’t going to be any lawyers, princess. It isn’t going to be that easy. You’re going to surrender today. You’re going to surrender tomorrow and all the days after. And we’re going to take care of you. You have no idea how much we’re going to love you. I get that you’re scared, but I’m not going to let your fear ruin our lives. Mike, get her feet.”
The world tilted, and Tess suddenly found herself hanging between Curt, who held her bound hands, and Mike, who hoisted her by the rope binding her ankles. She swung slightly as they moved out of her bedroom.
Tess tried twisting. It didn’t seem to throw off either of the athletes. “Fuck all of you. You don’t think there are going to be lawyers? Let me tell you something. You’re all going to need lawyers. You’re going to need really good lawyers to keep your asses out of jail.”
Kevin walked next to her. His brow furrowed, and his lips curled in a plea. “Please don’t talk like that, babe. I never meant to hurt you. The whole plan to seduce you was stupid. I only came up with it because I would have done anything to get in your pants. I wanted you so bad, me and Mike both.”
Mike was turned away from her, but she heard the warmth in his voice. “He’s right. We’re crazy about you. We’ve done the whole three-way thing a lot, but we never thought we would fall for the same girl. We want you with us. Bring in your lawyers, or even the tabloids, but we’ll still say the same thing. We’ll still say we love Tess Proffit.”
“Stop trying to placate her,” Curt said. “She isn’t calling in anyone. She’s just fighting the inevitable. If she really didn’t want this, she would have done the one thing that can stop it.”
Damn him. He had her there. She should say her safe word and be done with it, but she just couldn’t bring herself to do it. What if there was a tiny chance they were being honest?
They continued through the elegant halls, parading her through with her bottom half fully exposed. Her stomach knotted in confusion. She wanted to believe, but she wouldn’t be the first woman a man used the love line on to get what he wanted. Despite what Mike said, they had a lot to lose. Curt had already been in trouble with the tabloids. His career was coming to a close. No one would hire him as an analyst if he got embroiled in another sex scandal. Mike’s family was large and dependent on him. If he lost his job, they would all suffer. Kevin’s career was just taking off. Why would they risk all of that?
“So if dynamic duo here is in love with me, what’s your angle, Goff? Am I the only girl who lets you spank her anymore? Have all your playmates grown up and gotten lives of their own?” She was well aware that she sounded bratty. She felt an insane need to push Curt, to dig deep inside his psyche until she found the truth.
“You want me to open up and confess for you? I think I will, eventually. Remember how you got a confession out of me last time? Tell me something, Tess, is your ass still sore from the last confession I made to you?”
Yep. It was sore and still stung from the additional slaps she’d taken from Mike and Kevin. She tried to see Curt’s face, but he stared straight ahead.
They came to the hall with the “ballroom.” Tess forced her head up to get a good look. The previously locked double doors were standing open. Tess could see that Curt had known what he was talking about. It was a dungeon and not a small one. In the center was a well-lit stage. Heavy chains with manacles swung down from the ceiling. She could see there were hooks in the floor to bind her feet. There was a table to the side, and just to the left of the stage was an enormous bed.
“Last chance to give us what we want,” Curt offered. “Surrender sweetly or take the consequences.”
Tess kept her mouth closed. She couldn’t do it. Curt nodded above her, and Tess was marched into the dungeon.
Chapter Eight
“Is everything ready?” Kevin asked as he hurried ahead.
“Yes, I found the small manacles and got them attached,” Randy said. “I think it’s at the right height…”
Randy’s voice trailed off. He was staring at Tess with his mouth open. Tess felt her eyes widen as she realized that Randy and Marcus were in the dungeon. What were they doing here? She thought she’d only have to deal with the three men she had made a terrible mistake with. Damn, they were staring at her ass.
“Holy crap.” Marcus stood at his partner’s side. “That is so hot.”
“I believe I mentioned this would be a particularly hot scene,” Curt said. “Gentlemen, our little sub is proving to be a bit difficult this evening. She will have to be subdued and chastised before she’ll take her place at her Masters’ feet. She will require some torture before she gives in.”
“This isn’t some BDSM scene, you asshole!” Tess struggled even though she wasn’t sure she wanted to struggle anymore. There was a little voice inside whispering to take what they so obviously wanted to give her. Marcus and Randy were staring at her like they could eat her up. It was a fantasy to feed her for the rest of her life. What if she took it but on her terms?
“I beg to differ.” Curt nodded at Mike, and they laid her out on the bed. Curt swung his leg over her, straddling her hips. He pressed his heavy erection against her pussy. “You’re making a mess of my jeans, princess. Someone’s little cunt is begging to be fucked.”
“Not by you, jerk. I am a little horny, though. How about Marcus and Randy? I haven’t fucked them yet. Bring them on.” Tess spat the words out.
He shook his head. “Poor little Tess. She thinks she’s been so terribly unprofessional. I believe that is what’s bothering you. Such narrow-minded thinking. I won’t tolerate it. Tell me something, did you set out to seduce any of us?”
“Of course not.”
“So, you simply took the chance because you ride any cock willing to stand up for you?”
She bristled at the question. “No, jerk. I haven’t had many lovers at all. It’s been a long time.”
“None of us can say that, querida.” Mike sat down beside her, his hand stroking into her hair. “We’ve all had more than we should have.”
Curt continued. “You’re very picky when it comes to lovers, princess. I did my homework on you, too. You don’t sleep around. Your heart has to be engaged.”
Kevin sat down on the other side. He smiled down at her so tenderly, Tess thought she might cry. “Maybe you should have had more sex, babe, because after tonight, it’s just the three of us for the rest of your life.”
“The three of you? What are you talking about?”
“Haven’t you figured it out? We’re keeping you. Whether you like it or not.” Curt got off the bed. “Let’s get her strapped up. Unless you’re willing to concede. Tell us you love us and that you’ll stay with us, and we’ll move on to the part where we fill every hole you have with our cocks.”
She kept her mouth closed. She might be willing to concede the sex, but anything else was asking for too much. Mike and Kevin loved her? They all wanted to keep her? Curt hadn’t actually confessed his feelings. Why should she spill when he hadn’t?
“So be it.”
Curt nodded, and the men got moving. Kevin carried her to the stage. He held her upright while they cut through the bindings on her wrists. Mike pulled off her shirt and bra, cupping her breasts as he undressed her. He told her how beautiful she was, how much he wanted her. Despite her misgivings, Tess let her nature take over. She was quiet and still beneath their hands. Each touch, every
sweet word made her want them more.
Kevin whispered the same words as he held her while Randy slipped the manacles onto her wrists. She felt the cold press of metal, and everything seemed surreal, almost like a dream. She was naked in front of five men, all of whom claimed to want her. Marcus and Randy joined in on the verbal seduction.
“You’re gorgeous, Tess.” Marcus ran a single finger down her torso to her pussy. He played with her, drawing cream from her cunt.
“Look at those tits,” Randy drawled. “I can’t wait to get my mouth on those. I think we’re going to have some fun tonight, Tess.”
“Get her in the spreader first.” Curt passed a long, thick bar to Kevin. It was wrapped in rubber and had straps for her ankles. In no time at all, Tess found herself spread, her ankles surrounded and locked down. She stood straight up, nearly hanging from the manacles. Her pussy and ass were ready for use. The bindings over her head made her breasts thrust out.
“You look like every Dom’s wet dream, princess.” Curt’s hands worked the fly of his jeans. He pushed them over his hips, and his cock bobbed out, long and thick. She remembered how good it had felt to have that dick buried in her ass. Tess bit back the plea that sat on the tip of her tongue. She wanted to come. She needed it.
“Marcus, Randy, this is my pretty little toy. She belongs to me and to her other Masters, Mike and Kevin. We’ve agreed to share our gorgeous sex toy with you this evening. You see, when she’s dressed in her business suit and doing her job, she’s going to be our girlfriend. Hell, one day she’ll be our wife. But when we get her bound and trussed up for our pleasure, she’s a pretty little sex toy, one we love and can’t get enough of. We love her enough to try to show her how gorgeous she is. We love her so much, we’ll share her so she knows we’ll fulfill her every fantasy. This is your chance to live a dream, Tess. Enjoy our toy this evening, gentlemen, because we won’t share again.” Curt’s deep voice had Tess swallowing. She was suddenly thankful for the bindings. If she hadn’t had them, she would be on her knees, begging for them to make her come.
