by Redrae Gunn
“That is definitely not a good punishment.” Tony shook his head and then delivered a sharp slap to inside of each of Jenna’s thighs. This time she did moan but it was also mixed with a whimper. Another round of smacks to each of her thighs and this time it was nearly all a whimper. Another full-handed smack to her pussy and the moan returned.
Jace slid his cock to Jenna’s entrance and left it there. This was the most that he had ever tested his control. He knew he really wanted to slam into her and make her scream that she was sorry she had called him a boy. But this little torture needed to last until she was in tears and apologizing. He knew that Tony wouldn’t be happy unless their little Jenna cried. The crying would probably also serve as a release for some of the frustration that Jenna was feeling.
“Please Jace?” Jenna begged. She knew that her pussy was trying to clamp down on him but he wasn’t in far enough. If he would just go a little further it would all be better. Just a little bit better.
Jace pulled away from Jenna and shook his head. She whined so perfectly that he was sure Tony had nearly had an orgasm in his shorts. Tony looked confused but he moved off of Jenna’s hands. She sat up and tried to cover her now naked body. Her frustration was written all over her face in the way that she frowned at them and huffed out a breath.
Jace pulled Jenna’s hands away from her chest and held them at her sides. He rested a good amount of weight on the ends of her feet so that she couldn’t kick at him.
“I think that each one of your beautiful tits needs a punishment, since you tried to hide them,” Jace said as he glanced at Tony. If anyone could come up with a way to punish an ample set of breasts it was Tony.
“What is your safe-word, Jenna?” Tony asked. He loved the fear mingled with curiosity as she looked up at him.
“Apple pie,” Jenna said. “Lemon meringue is slow down.”
Tony shook his head. “You are either mixed berry or apple pie. No in between. No going slower. No stopping to think. You are either in or out. You need to know for yourself. So do we.”
Jenna had barely nodded her hand when the sharp crack struck one of her breasts and then the pain bloomed from the red mark. She hissed at him but he only smacked the other one. Then she whimpered. That hurt! She wanted to tell him to stop but a little voice inside her head also told her that it felt good in a really weird way. When she had played around at the clubs in New York she had restricted play to mild pain and no slapping. Tony had already blown those rules out of the water.
Jenna watched as Tony rolled each nipple between his thumb and forefinger. He tugged on them and twisted them until she squirmed. The sensation of only her nipples being touched shot straight to her clit. It would have been a great feeling if Jace would just fill her full of his cock. She tried to move her wrists but couldn’t. Jace still had them trapped at her sides and he was also still standing on her feet. Being trapped by Jace only made Jenna feel more needy.
“On your hands and knees, woman,” Jace said firmly. Tony looked disappointed and Jenna looked relieved, like she was finally going to get to have an orgasm. Unfortunately for her, that wasn’t the case.
“Tony, if you would please position yourself under Jenna so you can reach her ass.” Jace smiled at Tony when Tony grinned at him. Jenna’s torture was definitely going to continue until she either gave them what they wanted or until he knew that she couldn’t be the one for them.
Jace fisted the base of his cock. He was not going to let Jenna get off. She had been truthful when she told them that she thought of them as boys, but she had also been insulting and unfair. She had seen them as boys because she was insecure about the age difference. She had seen them as boys because she didn’t want to admit that they were the perfect men for her.
Jace grinned when Jenna pushed back against him and groaned when his hand stopped her from going any further. When Jace pulled back Tony delivered a well-aimed smack to her ass. The whimper Jenna made tugged at Jace’s heart. The sound was full of longing and loneliness. Another slow half stroke from his cock and another slap on the other side of her ass from Tony was all it took. Finally her breathing was shaky and she lowered her head. Jace nodded to Tony. It was the dark man’s turn.
“You called us boys,” Tony said and delivered one smack to each side of Jenna’s ass. He tugged on her nipples as Jace did another little thrust. Finally the dam broke loose and Tony loved the way that her tears leaked from her eyes and fell on his chest.
“I’m soooo sorry,” Jenna cried. “I’m so scared of being hurt.”
“Real men would never hurt you in a way that you didn’t enjoy, Jenna,” Tony said. The dark man wanted her to cry harder and he resisted the urge to rub her tears into his skin. He pulled on her nipples and she choked on her wail. He leaned up and licked the side of her cheek. He could taste the salty tear and the room faded except for him, Jenna, and Jace. The dark man was in.
“You’re not boys,” Jenna cried.
“Who are we then?” Tony asked as he kissed another tear from her cheek.
“You are men,” Jenna replied as Jace only gave her a few inches of his cock and then pulled out.
“What are we?” Tony asked. He slapped her ass on both sides with both hands.
“Men,” Jenna screamed.
“So what?” Tony asked. “Our woman likes men? That makes you ordinary and just like most other women on this planet.”
“My men.” Jenna could hardly hold herself up as Tony twisted her nipples when Jace had pulled out of her. “My men. You are my men. Mine! All mine!”
“Tell me what you need,” Jace said softly. He was ready to catch Jenna if she fell forward onto Tony. She might have bruises on her ass from the spanking that Tony had given her but Jace had trusted Tony to go just as far as was needed to get her to spill it all and admit that first of all they were men. The second thing that they needed was the commitment. Jace knew that confession would be up to him.
“I need both my men inside of me now,” Jenna said.
“I think that you should ride Jace and show him how a woman does her man,” Tony said. He winked at Jace and the dark man inside of him growled with lust when Jace easily scooped Jenna from the bed and took her into the kitchen area.
Jace wrapped Jenna’s legs around his waist as he sat halfway on the table. He pushed her down on his cock and threw his head back as she took all of him with a shudder.
“Ride your man, Jenna,” Tony said and he smacked her right against her puckered asshole. The shriek she made had Tony reaching for the head of his penis and pinching it back into submission. The sounds she made during sex could easily send the dark man over the edge, especially when she was crying, shrieking, screaming, and whimpering. He wasn’t sure which did it for him the most. It was probably the combination of all of her sounds.
Jace placed his hands on the edge of the table and leaned back. Jenna’s arms were wrapped around his neck. She was impaled on his cock and she was riding him for all that she was worth. Her tight pussy kept clenching around him. The clenching was coming faster and harder. Everything for a moment held still inside of her as she bucked her hips furiously against his own, tilted back her head, and breathed in a quick breath.
Tony had already moistened Jenna’s puckered hole and he had an ample amount of lube on the condom. When the sharp inhale happened he pushed into her and she bore down on him, nearly sucking his balls into her ass. The dark man pulled her arms from around Jace’s neck and positioned them so they grabbed the back of his own neck.
“Ride your men, Jenna.” Tony let the dark man chuckle sinisterly in her ear as Jenna screamed out her orgasm and clamped down on both of them.
With Jenna’s hands behind Tony’s neck, Jace watched, mesmerized as her tits bounced in the air, her face flushed, her back arched and the scream that came from her parted lips sent him over the edge. The way her pussy was battering his cock should’ve been criminal but his cock replied with its own throbbing assault.
Jace
felt Tony throbbing against him and then he saw Jenna’s eyes dilate and turn to tiny points. The golden color could clearly be seen right before the glaze and fog obscured the vision. Her hands had fallen to her sides and then her eyes closed as she drooped forward onto him.
“It only took an hour,” Tony murmured as he headed to the tiny bathroom. He came back with a damp rag and a blanket. He knew that he would only be able to hold Jenna while Jace cleaned up. Jace wanted this moment. They would still share her but Tony knew that her insult had hurt Jace worse than it had hurt himself. Jenna had paid the price that Jace had demanded. Jace would want to be the first person she saw when she emerged from the happy space she was enveloped in.
Jace carefully maneuvered Jenna out of the camper. The camping chairs were perfect for cradling the vulnerable woman and he felt so protective of her that he could hardly swallow. All of his muscles felt like they had been through a full work out and he tried to get himself to relax as Jenna lay limp and trusting in his arms.
Tony sat on a chair next to Jace. He stroked Jenna’s legs and then finally realized that Rock was sitting in a chair not far from him holding an equally sedated Kira. It looked like Rock was still stroking between Kira’s legs. When Rock looked up Tony raised his eyebrows.
“Sometimes the scene is so intense that she will drop,” Rock explained. “It’s like coming down from the high. But I want her right at the point where I can send her back to space or happy as can be as she comes all over my hand. I can do it all night. As long as I don’t receive that guilty look.”
“Guilty look?” Tony asked softly as he looked at Jenna. Jace reached a hand down between Jenna’s legs and she sighed.
“The look that says she bared her soul to me during a scene,” Rock said. “The look that says she trusts that she is mine, completely, and I will never betray that trust. She may feel bad after a scene because I pushed her to give me what is mine. I took what is mine and she enjoyed it. I don’t want to see that look of shame in her eyes for giving me what she wants while I gave her what she needs.”
Jace and Tony exchanged glances and started whispering lowly.
Jenna heard the voices in the fog. They were such soft voices and she felt surrounded by warmth. The breeze on the air smelled so nice. The explosions earlier had lit the sky and she had caught a dirty fish. It wasn’t really a dirty fish. Well, technically, all fish were dirty and had to be cleaned. Her fish. Then the fireworks. Or was it the fireworks and then the fish?
Jenna leaned into the smell of man. “Sun and rain,” she mumbled as she snuggled against the scent. She smiled as she smelt something else. “Two suns and rains.”
Jace smiled at Tony as he continued to stroke against the outer lips of Jenna’s pussy. She had always come down so sweetly for both of them. Maybe it would have been worse if it had been just one of them holding her and the other person nowhere near. Jace loved the way that Jenna came back to them all groggy and satisfied. If Tony was holding her she would glance around for Jace. But it was Jace holding her now and he wasn’t surprised when she tried to focus and look for Tony.
“Right here, babe,” Tony said softly as he leaned over so Jenna could see him. Her head was resting between Jace’s bicep and chest. He loved the way that she looked at him like he was the only man on the planet. She looked at Jace like that as well, and it only reminded him that she was all that they needed. She completed both of them.
Jace pulled his hand away from Jenna’s pussy. She was coming down sweetly as always. She could always handle so much more than they gave her credit for. She served them both completely and in some weird way she was happy for giving both of them what they wanted and needed.
Jenna managed to look up at the sun and rain that was holding her. “Hi, Jace.” She blinked a couple times, sighed, and closed her eyes again.
“Hello, sweet Jenna,” Jace whispered and he kissed her forehead as she snuggled into his chest. Jace looked at Tony and shrugged his shoulders. He turned back to Jenna. “I love you, sweetheart.”
“I love you too, Jace,” Jenna whispered. She blinked her eyes again and looked for Tony.
“Right here, babe,” Tony said again as leaned over her outstretched knees. He smiled at her when she smiled at him.
“I love you too, Tony,” Jenna said softly. She was placing it all out there. All or nothing. More or less.
“I love you as well,” Tony said as he ran a hand up her leg.
“My men,” Jenna whispered as she snuggled back against Jace. She drifted off to sleep.
“Holy fuck.” Tony managed to keep his voice to a whisper as his heart threatened to pound out of his chest. “Our woman, Jace. Our fucking woman. The right woman.”
“What now?” Jace asked Tony. Jace wanted kids. He wanted the three of them to be joined together forever. He knew that Tony wanted that as well but how were they to go from employers to husbands and fathers?
“Get used to loving each other,” Rock said as he coaxed another orgasm out of the little slave that was clinging to him like she might die without him. “The world needs more love.”
“Damn straight,” Jace said as he passed Jenna to Tony so he could stand up without splitting the front of the chair with his weight. Tony carried Jenna to the door of the camper and then handed her back to Jace.
Jace looked at Tony and then at the limp and satisfied Jenna. “More love,” he whispered.
* * * *
Jenna’s bladder was screaming. She finally forced her eyes open. Jace was still holding her and he sat on the couch in the camper. Tony was setting plates on the table and he handed her a water bottle. Jenna shook her head and mumbled about having to pee first.
Jace helped her to her feet and then escorted her inside of the small bathroom. He made sure that she had made it to the toilet and then shut the door. She was still a little wobbly from the intense love they had just made and probably from the alcohol they had basically forced her to consume.
Jenna came out of the bathroom and went to the bedroom at the end of the camper. She needed some clothes or something. She looked at the bed and saw that one of her men had laid out some knit shorts and tight white tank top. Of course they would be able to see her areolas through the thin material. Perverts.
Jenna sat at the table and ate warmed-up leftovers that Tony had prepared. Tony seemed preoccupied and abnormally quiet. Usually he was joking and teasing her. Jenna looked at Jace as she thanked Tony for cooking for her. Jace and Tony kept glancing at each other and though Jenna didn’t know all of the words to the silent conversation they were holding she could tell that something was definitely on both of their minds.
“Maybe we just shouldn’t talk about anything until we get back home,” Jenna suggested. She was pretty sure that the confessions of love were first and foremost on the list of things that they wanted to discuss and she did not want to open that can of worms quite yet. “Then we can just enjoy the little vacation and we will have some time to process everything.”
Tony looked relieved and Jace finally nodded his head.
“Are we catching fish tomorrow?” Jenna asked.
Jace laughed as he remembered Jenna running for the shore with her pole above her head. He nodded. “I think that the plans are to go fishing from the boat.”
“That sounds great,” Jenna said, and she yawned deeply.
“Time for bed,” Tony said as he cleared Jenna’s empty plate.
Jenna’s head had barely hit the pillow and she was out like a light. Jace sighed as he looked at the queen-sized bed. He hated this thing. His feet always stuck out the end and it hadn’t been comfortable to sleep in when it was just him. Now with Jenna and Tony in the bed it would only be worse. He crawled into bed and when Jenna threw her leg over him he rubbed her thigh and fell asleep without the slightest bit of discomfort.
Tony crawled into the bed and pushed his elbow under Jenna’s head. She sighed contentedly and then her deep breathing resumed. The small bed seemed to make the co
nnection between the three of them stronger and almost tangible. It could work. With the right woman this could completely work. Tony fell asleep with a smile on his face and his nose buried in Jenna’s hair.
* * * *
Jace stretched out his underwear and, leaving his penis in them, he pushed his morning wood between Jenna’s ass cheeks and fell back to sleep. One day he would try to take her there and he couldn’t wait. He had never done it like that. Tony had always told him how different it felt and how special it was to take a woman in that forbidden hole.
Tony’s eyes flew open. If Jenna was trying to shove her fist up his ass it wasn’t going to happen. He moved forward and rolled over to give her a lecture. He ended up face to face with Jace. “Fuck!” Tony yelled.
Jace’s eyes flew open and he felt his hard-on wilt.
“We need to put bells on her ankles or something,” Tony said as he flew out of the bed. He was thankful that both he and Jace had worn underwear to bed. The last thing he wanted was something the size of Jace’s cock going up his ass. His ass was exit only.
“I couldn’t see it was you with the pillows in the way,” Jace tried to explain. It didn’t matter. Tony knew he didn’t swing that way. It was a hazard that they both had to deal with since they liked to share. Jenna was just too damn quiet when she crawled out of bed. “Bells it is. Like those little cat collars.”
Tony smiled. “I’m sure I have those pole bells in the tackle box. We’ll come up with something.”
Jace sat down at the table and opened the curtains. His mouth nearly fell to the table. “Tony, come here.”
“What?” Tony asked and then he looked through the window to see what Jace was looking at.
Jace couldn’t answer. Jenna was on the beach and was stretching. Only this wasn’t the normal stretching that he had seen in warm-ups in fitness videos. This was some serious yoga type of stretching. She had one leg behind her back and was holding it with both hands over her head as she balanced on the other leg. It looked like Kira had tried the move and had fallen over into the sand.
