by Redrae Gunn
Jenna’s intelligence might be intimidating to other men but to Jace it was comforting, because every time she asked him a question and he explained the answer, she truly listened. She didn’t just nod her head. She wanted to learn. Watching Jenna experience new things was as good as watching her coming around his cock. Well, almost as good.
Jenna was asking Tony why he had a makeup kit. Jace was laughing so hard that tears had started to run down his cheeks as Tony tried to explain that it was a tackle box with a straight face.
“Didn’t you ever go to a summer camp?” Tony finally asked.
Jenna shook her head. “I went to enrichment classes at the private school I attended but I have never been to camp. Are we going to sleep in bags?”
“Sleeping bags,” Tony corrected her as he looked at Jace and shook his head. “We are going to sleep in the camper. Or in the cabin. Miles has a fishing cabin on the bay that we are paying him to rent for a couple of nights. He will be staying in our house and tending to the chores around the house.”
“Are we paying him for that, too?” Jenna asked. She hoped so because Miles had looked pretty desperate when he had asked for some work to pay the taxes.
Tony nodded his head. He had seen Jace’s eyes go wide when Jenna has said “we.”
“Good,” Jenna said. Then she frowned. “I didn’t mean ‘we’ like I was a part of the farm. I meant you guys.”
“I liked ‘we’ better,” Jace said seriously. He knew that Tony’s jaw had just fallen open but he maintained his eye contact with Jenna. “You keep saying ‘we’ and ‘our’ or I’ll have Tony start counting punishments for that offense, too.”
Tony grinned. Jace was pretty inventive on getting Jenna to make small infractions. Tony didn’t care how small they were as long as they kept adding up. He had loved this morning when Jenna had taken the slaps to her pussy and taken Jace’s slow torture. The way that she put all of herself into a project was the same way that she approached sex. She wanted everything and she gave everything in the process.
“So who is paying Miles?” Jace asked as he glanced at Tony and then back to Jenna.
“We are,” Jenna said.
“Not quite,” Jace said. “What pays all the bills? What pays us?”
“The farm pays all the bills,” Jenna said.
Jace shook his head and waited. Jenna would figure it out in a second. She didn’t deserve to be punished for this yet. He and Tony always referred to it as the farm but he wanted to hear her say the words.
“Our farm pays the bills?” Jenna asked, hoping that she had worded it correctly. Something inside of her heart settled quickly. She liked making it part of herself, too. It just felt weird and somehow very right to call the farm ours.
“Very good,” Jace said and then he looked at Tony. “I guess you won’t get to add a smack to the tally.”
“I’m sure I will get the chance over the course of the weekend,” Tony said as he threw a large canvas bag into the back of the truck. Before Jenna had a chance to ask he locked his eyes with hers. “It’s a canopy tent.”
Jenna crawled back into the front seat as the men climbed into the truck. She was grinning from ear to ear. She placed her hands on each of their knees. “I’m so excited for a Fourth of July party,” she admitted.
“We couldn’t tell,” Tony replied. He tried to sound annoyed and succeeded minimally. All of Jenna’s questions should’ve had him wanting to gag her but instead he hadn’t minded, and that certainly wasn’t like him at all. Once Jace pulled the truck and camper out of the Quonset he jumped out and went to shut the door to the building.
“Did I piss him off?” Jenna asked Jace. Her eyes searched his for the truth.
“I think that he is confused,” Jace said, looking directly back into Jenna’s eyes.
“I should ask him about it, shouldn’t I?” Jenna asked. “It’s not right to ask you a question about him or vice versa. I need to go to the source if I have a question.”
“I think that is a good call,” Jace said. “If you have a question about me I would rather you came to me than going to Tony.”
“Good,” Jenna said. “I prefer that, too.”
Tony hopped back in the truck and they headed toward Antelope Bay. On the way Jace was telling Jenna all about the history of Lake Sakakawea. He rambled about the town of Sanish being destroyed and the new town being built. Jenna quickly associated the closest town’s name, New Town, with the fact that Sanish was gone. Jenna had asked about the bridge that spanned the lake. Jace told the story of the Four Bears Bridge and who Chief Four Bears had been.
“Holy crap!” Jenna yelled as she pointed at the body of water through the windshield. “That’s not a lake, it looks like the ocean!”
“It’s a rather large lake,” Tony said.
“It’s beautiful,” Jenna said. Even the buttes and bluffs on the slow drive down the road had been beautiful, but seeing the lake was amazing. “It’s enormous.”
“Big enough to be seen from space,” Jace said.
Once at the cabin Jenna inspected everything. She watched as Jace and Tony pushed the camper out of the fifth wheel. When it was secured Jace let her inside the door with a smile on his face.
“Your camper is cozy,” Jenna said when she came back outside with a grin on her face.
“That’s one smack.” Jace sighed even though he was smiling.
“Our camper, Jace, our camper,” Jenna said.
“Too late, little lady,” Tony said as he walked around the side of the cabin. “We finished off your earlier punishment, so we are now starting over.”
“Yes, Tony.” Jenna huffed and tried to glare at him. Then she laughed. “This is amazing. I have never been camping.” She stopped and listened to the air move through the trees and the soft waves as they lapped onto the sandy beach. “My ears aren’t ringing.”
“Really?” Tony asked. Jenna had awoken through the night last week complaining about her ears.
“For real!” Jenna yelled. “They feel fine. I can hear the wind and the waves!”
Jace leaned against the side of the cabin as he watched Jenna take off her shoes and dip her toes into the water. She pulled back quickly. The water was still chilly, even in July, but once that sun came out and heated up the area a cool dip was definitely something to be thankful for.
Jace thought to the clothes that he had packed for her. There was always the two-piece swimsuit and long white wrap around, the single blue dress, the longer red one, and of course the jean shorts and white tank top. He could always make her go naked. That would be fun.
He smiled at the thought.
Chapter 7
Jenna had helped set up the canopy tent despite the men telling her they didn’t need help, but she wanted to learn. She was amazed by how the large canopy fit into the canvas bag. Jace had plugged the camper into the electric hook-up. Jenna tried to make herself useful by wiping down the surfaces inside of the camper. A thin layer of dust had accumulated from the time in storage.
Jenna hummed as she cleaned and then she heard a familiar voice booming outside.
“Where is your little one?” the voice called.
Little one? Jenna tried to feel insulted but only smiled. Yes, even at 5’6” she was still short compared to Tony and then with Jace towering eleven inches over her she figured that whoever was calling her little was probably right if he was comparing her to the men she lived with.
“Jenna?” Tony called, and he smiled when she stepped out of the camper.
Jenna looked at Rock. That man was intimidating. Kira thought that Jace was intimidating with his size, and Tony was intimidating with that one look he got. But this was a Master. Someone who had been a Master for years, probably over two decades, according to Kira. Rock’s warm smile had her lowering her guard. It was Kira’s Master after all. Jenna returned the smile.
“Kira is bringing the boat and will be here shortly,” Rock said, looking at Jenna. “We have to put the boat in
the water at Tobacco Bay. Have you lost weight?”
Jenna blushed. “War games. Kira’s been having me work up my stamina and I have been running every day. I’ve increased my calorie intake but as for losing weight I actually haven’t. Things have just firmed up.”
Tony laughed. He had noticed that there were now harder muscles under Jenna’s skin when he rubbed her body. He liked it immensely. He also liked the fact that she had more stamina for their bedroom activities.
“I’m glad you are taking care of yourself,” Rock said firmly. “The last thing one of your men needs is to be afraid of breaking you.”
“Thank you,” Jenna said politely, and she moved a couple of steps closer to Tony and Jace.
Jenna watched Rock turn to look at the lake. A rather large green boat was approaching the shore. Jenna hoped that it was Kira. It was. Jenna went to meet her as the men sat at the table under the canopy.
Jenna and Kira unloaded the coolers inside of the cabin. “How long are we going to stay?” Jenna asked her.
“I don’t know,” Kira replied. “I wasn’t told anything except to make sure the boat was ready and if I wanted fireworks I needed to go into town and get them legally. No hand grenades.”
“Are you okay?” Jenna asked. She had noticed that Kira was trying to move slowly.
“Nipple clamps this morning,” Kira nearly spat. “My evil Master decided that nipple clamps would be fun to play with this morning and now my nipples are on fire. If they even brush against the material in my bra they harden to little nubs again.”
Jenna laughed and patted Kira on the back. “My lady parts are now well acquainted with Tony’s little whip.”
“A whip?” Kira asked.
“Not a big one,” Jenna said. “The kind that you see jockeys use on race horses. It was fine. Well, more than fine, but anyway, I’m sorry about you.”
“It’s not bad,” Kira said. “It’s just that now every time I move I’m reminded of him. I think that was the point.”
Jenna squeezed her thighs together. She too was reminded of Jace and Tony this morning. “Probably,” Jenna admitted.
“Jenna?” Jace called from outside. He smiled at how quickly she opened the door and looked at him.
“There are two black bags in the back of my truck,” Rock said. “Have Kira get the one behind the driver seat and you can get the one behind the passenger seat. No peeking.”
Jenna grabbed Kira’s hand and pulled her toward the truck.
“Oh, God,” Kira said when she opened the back door.
“What?” Jenna asked.
“It’s his toy bag,” Kira said blushing.
“He has two?” Jenna asked.
“No,” Kira said looking at the other bag. “That looks brand new. I’m willing to bet that your men are getting their own toy bag courtesy of my Master.”
Jenna picked up the bag. She didn’t want to know what was inside. Jenna had played in clubs before and had been open to trying almost anything but Jace and Tony had never mentioned adding toys. Had they wanted to? Maybe they hadn’t done this before and were curious. Oh, they had picked the right person to experiment on. Jenna felt the heat rise to her face and felt the tingly butterflies in her stomach.
“Obviously we view toy bags differently.” Kira smirked.
“I love trying new things,” Jenna admitted. “I can’t help it. It’s part of my weird need for adventure.”
Kira stopped suddenly. “I know you, right?” Kira asked.
“Oh,” Jenna said as she read the expression on Kira’s face. “I’m not new to this. I’ve played in public. I don’t want a Master. I want two men. I need two to get off. It’s the only way my brain is able to shut down and focus.”
“Thanks,” Kira said. “I need the Master. I don’t want two. Ever. So we are okay with each other if your men look at me and my Master looks at you?”
“I can be kind of jealous,” Jenna admitted. “But you aren’t going after them and you aren’t going to be flirty, right?”
“No flirty,” Kira said. “But they can be really funny. Especially Tony, so laughing at his jokes doesn’t mean I’m flirting.”
“Okay, good,” Jenna said as she exhaled sharply. “One more thing though. Your Master is a Master and sometimes when he looks at me a part of me screams at me to kneel before I get punished even though I’m not submissive very much.”
“He’s got that look down, doesn’t he?” Kira smiled. “Okay so we have both been through this. We have clear expectations of each other and we will talk about things that bother us afterwards if we encounter problems.”
“That sounds perfectly fair.” Jenna smiled back at Kira. “I would never want you to think badly of me. Sorry, honey, I don’t have it in me to want a full-time Master.”
“No, you just want two of them.” Kira smirked. “They are both pretty dominant aren’t they?”
Jenna nodded her head. “It’s pretty intense sometimes.”
“I bet,” Kira said as she started forward again.
Kira set the bag at Rock’s feet so Jenna set the bag between Jace and Tony. She looked at Jace and smiled. He had pulled the top half of his hair back into a ponytail and the bottom half still hung to his shoulders and curled around his neck in the wind. She was so used to seeing both him and Tony in cowboy hats or baseball caps. She had never seen Jace wear a ponytail. He looked so comfortable with himself. Like wearing a ponytail was a natural thing for a man to do.
“I told you she’d like the pony,” Tony said as he watched Jenna lick her lips. He wasn’t jealous at all. Jace spent way too much time worrying that he was too big, too endowed, and had too much hair. Tony was the one who had finally convinced Jace to just let his hair grow to the length he was comfortable with. This was the length and obviously Jenna liked it, too.
“I do like it,” Jenna admitted.
“And I will like this,” Tony said as he handed Jenna a bag.
Jenna looked inside. It was a swimsuit. Well, barely a swimsuit. The bottoms were a thong and the top was rather skimpy. The bottoms were blue with white stars. The top was white with blue stars. Both were lined with a red seam. Very Fourth of July.
“You can change now,” Rock said.
Jenna looked at where he was sitting but his eyes were focused on Kira, who was looking into her own bag with her mouth open.
“You, too,” Jace said.
Jenna went to walk into the camper.
“Right here, Jenna,” Tony said, and smiled wickedly when Jenna’s jaw dropped.
“Sixty seconds,” Rock said firmly.
“Beginning now.” Jace’s commanding voice cut right to Jenna’s core.
Jenna stripped so fast that by the time she had her skimpy suit on Jace had just called out forty seconds. Jenna looked at Kira, who was having a wardrobe malfunction due to a twist in the top. Jenna smacked Kira’s hands away, fixed the twist and threw her hands in the air as Jace called sixty.
“We didn’t tell them that they couldn’t help each other,” Tony admitted. As much as he was waiting to see one of them get punished, he really had to be fair about it. It was part of his nature to be fair and reasonable about everything. Jace could afford the luxury of getting angry on occasion, but Tony couldn’t. Otherwise he knew the dark man that rose wouldn’t be able to be put back down.
Rock patted the table.
“Face down on the table,” Jace said. “Asses in the air. Feet in the sand. You are now going to be marked.”
Jenna did as she was told and waited. Marked could mean anything. Were they planning on spanking her? Did Tony have some pain to deliver? This had better not be a yellow shower because that was a definite something that she was not about to try. Jenna felt a cool cloth against each of her butt cheeks.
“I have never seen such intelligent brains work so hard trying to figure out what was going to happen,” Jace said softly.
Jenna managed to relax as Tony was rubbing a wet cloth across her right butt cheek
and Jace was rubbing a wet cloth across her left butt cheek. After about five minutes Jace and Tony stood her on her feet. Then they stood her in front of them and turned her around.
“I like that,” Tony said.
“Me too,” Jace said.
“Very nice, little flower,” Rock had said to Kira.
“I think we each need a beer for our hard work,” Rock said.
Jenna and Kira scrambled for the cabin.
“What did they do?” Jenna asked as she pointed her butt at Kira.
Kira laughed. “You have two temporary tattoos. The one on your right says ‘Tony’. The one on your left says ‘Jace’.”
Jenna turned Kira around. “You have an R and O on your left side and a C K on your right side. They did mark us.”
* * * *
Jenna and Kira had been informed that whoever’s name rubbed off got to mark their woman with an item from the toy bag, so as a friendly competition they had tried to get the tattoos off of the other person.
The women had finally been given little white wraparounds to wear over their thong bottoms when the men had realized several boaters had stopped to get a view of the girls playing war games on the beach with mega-soaker water guns. The white material had the men’s name on it, right where the tattoos had been placed. The material was still skimpy, and the men could see through it, but the boaters where no longer getting an eyeful.
Tony watched Jenna from the canopy. Everyone had already thrown in their fishing lines, but Jenna was still out in the sun with her pole. Jace, with the patience of a saint, was still teaching Jenna how to cast out the line. Her pole had gone into the water twice and Jace had almost needed to remove a hook from his shoulder. Luckily he had only suffered a scrape.
Jace grabbed the children’s pole. It had been his lucky Snoopy pole. He handed it to Jenna and laughed when she frowned. When he explained that it was the pole he had learned to fish on, she was smiling again. This time when she threw the line it went out away from the shore and landed in perfect position.
