by Tara Rose
“Only your panties are left.” His voice was teasing.
“It’s time to tie you up,” said Dalton. “Then we can cut off your panties.” Dalton’s lips grazed her neck. “I’m going to shove my dick into your ass, and then Wes is going to do the same. And there isn’t one thing you can do about it, beautiful.”
Before Summer could react to the images racing through her mind, one of them picked her up and threw her over his shoulder as if she were a sack of flour. She let her body go limp and knew that no matter how far they took this, she would try like crazy not to safeword. She wanted this. All of it.
Chapter Fourteen
Summer was tossed onto what had to be a bed, and then one of them was on top of her, kissing her deeply. She started to wrap her arms around his broad shoulders but the other man grabbed her wrists and held with them with one hand. Summer then knew he must be directly over her head, because that was the only way he could have done that.
“Oh no,” said Dalton. “This isn’t going to be like that, Summer. This is going to be rough. Wes is just having fun with you right now.”
As soon as he said that, Wes released the kiss and then crawled off her. Summer turned her head from side-to-side as each man took a wrist and fastened what felt like leather cuffs around them. She heard chains, and then felt tugging and pulling, as if they were threading the chains through rings on the cuffs. Her arms were spread wide and then she couldn’t move them at all.
Someone placed a soft pillow under her head, and then her sandals were removed. They put cuffs around her ankles, and she heard chains again. When her legs were spread wide, someone lifted her hips and put a hard pillow or wedge underneath them. The chains linked to her ankle cuffs were secured, and the end result was that she was spread-eagle on the bed, with her hips lifted so that her pussy and part of her ass cheeks were exposed. And she couldn’t see a damn thing.
“What color are you, Summer?” asked Dalton.
She sighed deeply and smiled. “I’m as green as new leaves in spring, Sir.”
Both men laughed, and then Summer did, too. She’d never come close to having this much fun in her entire life. Nothing would ever be the same again, and she welcomed that. It was time she had some fun, and if she had hand-picked two guys to help her do that, she couldn’t have done any better than Wes and Dalton. They were each so different, but together they were perfect. And whatever weird thing that had been going on between them the day before and even earlier this evening seemed to have disappeared. She hoped it stayed away for good.
The knife blade was back, this time against her upper thighs. It wasn’t the flat edge that one of them brushed along her skin. It was the tip, but it was so gentle that it barely produced a scratching sensation. Summer moaned and shivered. There wasn’t much chance of her moving too much to accidentally get hurt this time, because the guys had tied her tightly.
“I’m going to cut off your panties,” said Dalton, “and then you’ll be completely naked. You can beg all you want, but we’re going to have you, Summer. All of you. Every inch of you.”
“Please, Sir.” Take me, she wanted to scream. Take me rough and take me for hours. She didn’t care. She only wanted them to touch her, lick her, spank her, and fuck her.
The point of the blade brushed across her pussy, and she heard the lace tear. “The time for begging is past, Summer. You’re ours now. You have no choice.”
Dalton lifted the edge of her panties away from her hips and Summer felt him tear the fabric. He did the same to the other side, and then he pulled them completely off her body. The next sensation she felt was a flogger, right across her nipples. She yelped in surprise.
“Did you really think you wouldn’t get flogged, Summer?” Wes’s voice was full of humor and lust, and Summer moaned. She didn’t even care that her nipples and ass were still sore from what they’d done to her last night. Right now, she’d take anything they gave her.
“Dalton calls this ‘Ole Blue’ because it usually leaves everything it punishes black and blue. We didn’t use it enough yesterday on your ass cheeks or your pussy to see if it really lives up to its name, but we might tonight.” Wes flogged her across the nipples a few more times, and then someone she assumed was Dalton teased her pussy lips with what felt like a feather. “Remember, Summer. If you come without permission, the game is over.”
“Sir…please…how am I supposed to help it?”
He chuckled. “That’s your problem.”
She heard rustling noises that sounded like clothing being removed. Were they undressing? She longed to see their naked bodies but knew they wouldn’t take off the blindfold, even if she asked them to.
She cried out in frustration as someone alternated running the edge of the knife blade gently across her inner thighs and tickling her pussy and clit with the feather. The other man began to lick and suck her nipples so hard that it sent jolts of pain and pleasure throughout her body. He alternated those sensations with flogging them. Summer tossed her head back and forth, moaning incomprehensible words as both men tortured her with pain and pleasure.
She loved this, and she wanted to please them, but her orgasm was right there. She knew it was going to explode whether she wanted it to or not, and she did not want this to be over. Not until she knew what their dicks inside her pussy felt like. The man between her leg scraped the flat edge of the blade against the skin around her pussy, and the other man switched to what felt like a leather strap across her nipples. Both men alternated the toys with their tongues, teasing her until she was out of her mind with desire.
The mattress shifted as if they’d changed places, and then someone rubbed his dick against her nipples. “I’m going to fuck these ripe tits,” said Dalton. “And then I’m going to fuck your mouth.”
Summer screamed in frustration. She’d never been teased like this.
“Scream all you want. You’re tied up and helpless. There’s nothing you can do about it.” His lips grazed her neck, her jaw, and her collarbones, but he didn’t kiss her mouth. He pulled her hair, and then he rubbed the head of his cock over her lips. It was slick with pre-cum, and she opened her mouth like a baby bird searching for food.
Dalton chuckled again. “When I say so, not before.”
She heard a whirring noise that it took her a few seconds to realize was a vibrator, and then Wes touched her pussy lips with it, just letting it rest there for a second before he moved it to her clit, then her anus, and then back to her lips again. The pressure he exerted was just enough to make her think he was going to let her come, but then the vibration would move and the climax poised there, never quite cresting.
All Summer could do now was whimper as the guys continued. Dalton rubbed his dick over her breasts and nipples, and then he squeezed them together with his hands and thrust in between them, slowly. Each time he pushed toward her face she felt the tip touch her chin, but he never quite brought it close enough to her mouth so that she could taste it.
Wes was still moving the vibrator around, but now he followed each pass of it with his tongue on the spot it had just grazed. Summer’s pussy was so wet she was certain that her juices had to be dripping onto whatever they’d placed under her hips. Her nipples throbbed, and her clit was so swollen that she could actually feel it pulsing. If they didn’t let her come soon she was sure she’d simply pass out from sheer pleasure and frustration.
The vibrator stopped, Dalton let go of her breasts, and she heard foil crinkling. Summer began to moan again. Her arousal had reached a fevered pitch. Were they finally going to fuck her? “Sir…are those condom wrappers I hear?”
“That’s right,” said Dalton. “You have good hearing. Now we’re going to fuck you.” He grabbed her hair and leaned close to her left ear. “And I mean fuck you, Summer. We’re going to fuck you so hard and so deep that you won’t know what happened. You’ll think freight trains are inside you. You may come, by the way, but even when you do, we won’t stop. We each have on cock rings in ad
dition to condoms, so we’re going to fuck you for a long, long time, and because you’re tied up, there isn’t one damn thing you can do about it.”
Her pussy contracted in tiny spasms at his words, and the most delicious shivers ran up and down her spine. Tears leaked out of the corners of her eyes, not from fear or pain, but from the crazy rush of emotion bubbling up inside her. She hoped they each were having as much fun as she was right now, because this was so unlike anything her mind had ever conjured up that Summer began to wonder if it was even real. How could two such men have existed all this time, right in the same town, and she’d never known it?
She had no idea which man had just plunged his dick into her pussy, but she screamed as the most intense orgasm of her life racked her body with wave after wave of contractions. As he fucked her, he grabbed her breasts and squeezed them with strong hands, rolling her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. She heard the vibrator again, and she assumed it was the other man who now held it against her clit as the rough fucking continued.
“You wanted to come, right, Summer?” asked Wes. “Well, now you will for hours. And you can’t stop us.”
Summer didn’t answer him. She couldn’t. All she could do was lie there, moaning and whimpering as pleasure spread throughout her body. She’d never been fucked like this before, and she’d never had an orgasm that just went on and on. The combination of him playing with her nipples as he fucked her was almost too much for her to handle, and coupled with the vibrator it was overwhelming. But she didn’t care. She wanted these two gorgeous, sexy men to use her up.
When he pulled out, the other man she now assumed was Wes plunged inside, and as Dalton had done, he also played with her breasts as he fucked her. Dalton touched her clit with the vibrator, and Summer moaned loudly. Her clit was so sore and tender now, but she didn’t want to safeword because the pain mixed with the pleasure was so damn exquisite.
She heard both men breathing hard and making sexy, satisfied noises, and that served to heighten her arousal even further. Her pussy was sore, but she didn’t care. She hoped they fucked her like this for hours.
Wes pulled out, and Summer sighed as she realized how badly she needed to pee. She hated to ask them to stop, but she wouldn’t enjoy it as much until she took care of this. “Yellow.”
“What is it?” asked Dalton, his voice filled with concern.
“I’m sorry, Sir. I need to use the bathroom.”
Her blindfold came off and then both men were unfastening her wrist and ankle cuffs. “Never apologize for that,” said Dalton. “Thank you for safewording, Summer. We are both so proud of you right now.”
She was overcome with emotion again at the tenderness in his voice and his eyes. They had to help her stand up, and then Wes actually walked with her to the bathroom because she was dizzy and shaking. When she emerged, he handed her a bottle of water and told her to drink all of it.
She tried not to stare at his dick, sheathed in a condom and huge from the cock ring, but she couldn’t help it. The sight of it caused another climax to build. She’d never stayed this horny for so long, but she liked it. It made her feel sexy and desirable. And the concern and tenderness in Wes’s eyes caused her heart to flutter. This may have started as a sexy, edgy game, but underneath it, both men cared about her as well. How could they be real?
“Thank you, Sir.”
“My pleasure.” Wes pulled her into his arms and held her close. Summer’s breath hitched in her throat as she tried to make sense of her competing emotions. “Summer, thank you for this. It’s incredible. You’re incredible.”
“Am I doing well? I mean, is this right? Am I being a good submissive?”
“You’re fabulous.” Dalton was suddenly at her side. “You’re doing an amazing job. Honestly, you are.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
“Are you all right to continue?”
Her gaze dropped to his dick, also sheathed and ringed, and just as huge and red as Wes’s. “Oh yes, Sir. Definitely.”
Dalton grinned, and Summer moaned at the look of mischief and danger in his eyes. “Good. Because we have something very special planned for you.”
Chapter Fifteen
Summer giggled as Dalton lifted her up and tossed her over his shoulder. Now she knew which one of them had done that earlier. He placed her on the bed again, but this time she was on her left side. They fastened her arms and legs to the bed so that both arms were above her head and her legs were spread wide, one to the bed post and the other to an attachment under the frame above the bed.
“No blindfold this time,” said Dalton, pulling off his condom and gently removing the cock ring. “I want to be able to see your eyes.” She was about to ask why but couldn’t because he took her head in both hands and pushed his dick into her mouth. “Wrap your pretty lips around it, Summer, and suck it good and hard.”
She did as he asked, moaning again as Wes plunged back into her pussy, from behind this time. One hand came around and teased her clit, and the other held onto her hip. The combined sensations were too overwhelming to process, and within minutes another crazy orgasm was crashing over her. She was careful not to clamp down on Dalton’s cock inside her mouth. The last thing she wanted to do was hurt either of them.
He pulled out, and then so did Wes. She fought to control her breathing as she watched Dalton put on a fresh condom, then the cock ring. He dug in the bag he’d placed on the bed and pulled out a bottle of lube. “Can you guess what I’m going to do with this?”
She shook her head, hoping he wouldn’t mind that she hadn’t answered him. She could barely think let alone process forming a sentence.
“Have you had anal sex, Summer?”
A hot wave of fear shot through her. She swallowed hard and forced herself to speak. “No, Sir.”
The concern that came over his face nearly brought tears to her eyes again. “Is it a hard limit?”
She shook her head. “No, Sir. I just have no experience with it.”
“Then today we’ll only use our fingers, and I promise you we will be very, very careful. Is that agreeable? Will you let us try?”
She nodded several times. “Yes, Sir.” She wanted them to. She wanted to experience everything at their hands.
“I’m so proud of you, Summer.”
Wes scooted in front of her as well, and removed his condom and cock ring. “As am I. You’re doing so well.”
“Thank you, Sir. Thank you both of you. I want to please you.”
Dalton surprised her by brushing a finger gently across her cheek. “You do please us, Summer. Thank you for this.”
Dalton moved behind her and slid his dick into her pussy, then reached around and played with her clit as Wes had done. Wes slipped his cock into her mouth and fucked it more gently than Dalton had done, but Summer loved it just the same. Would she ever tire of these two? She couldn’t imagine doing so.
Dalton slipped a warm, wet finger just inside her anus, and Summer tensed for a second. It didn’t hurt, but it felt weird. “Try to relax,” he coaxed.
She did, and it was easier to once he started to stroke her clit again. She moaned deep in her throat as his finger slid further in and he continued to fuck her pussy. Wes made sexy moaning noises as his thrusting increased in her mouth, and soon Summer was overcome with the competing sensations until everything was both sore but felt incredible at the same time.
The men switched places once more, Wes putting on another condom and his cock ring and Dalton removing both, and then Wes slipped a lubed finger into her asshole as well. Summer could barely breathe by the time a third orgasm rocked her body. She was still reeling from the contractions when Dalton cried out and her mouth was filled with hot cum. She tried to swallow it all, but some of it dribbled out onto her chin and breasts.
Wes pulled out of her pussy, tore off his condom and slid off his cock ring. Once Dalton moved away from her, Wes scooted in front of her face and she didn't hesitate to take his swollen, red d
ick into her mouth. It took him all of five seconds to come, and almost none of his cum made it down her throat this time. Her mouth was so tired and sore, and she hoped he wouldn’t be upset, but judging by the look of awe and gratitude he gave her when he pulled out, she didn’t believe he was.
He started to unfasten her chains, and then Dalton helped. Once they had her loose, each man took turns holding her and stroking her hair and back. They whispered over and over how much fun they’d had, and kept asking her if she was all right and if she’d enjoyed it.
She couldn’t seem to tell them enough times how amazing it had been, and soon she drifted off to sleep, lulled by the sound of their breathing and their heartbeats. Nothing in her life would ever be the same again. Summer never wanted to leave this room or either of these men.
* * * *
Sunday morning Wes woke up out of a dream and glanced over to find Summer curled up on her right side, sound asleep. His gaze roamed over naked body, and as his dick sprang to attention, his thoughts were diverted by the sight of her panties still on the bed, now in ruins. She had nothing to wear. They’d cut off all her clothes last night.
He looked around for Dalton but didn’t see him. His clothes were still on the floor, so he couldn’t have left. Wes kissed Summer gently on the hair then crawled out of bed and found his phone. He went into the sitting room and called Leila Knowles, one of the administrative assistants at Pacos Farms, and asked her to buy a dress, or some shorts and a T-shirt, as well as some underwear, and bring it to Nash’s house.
She didn’t even ask why, which was one of the things Wes loved about her. Leila did what she was told, no matter how bizarre the request. But when Leila asked him what size, Wes hesitated. He had no clue. “Um…you don’t happen to know what Summer Andrews looks like, do you?”
