by Bonnie Bliss
“Honey.”
“Fresh baked cookies.”
“You both are full of shit.” She couldn’t help but laugh and get lost in their huge frames surrounding her.
The idea of them leaving sobered her again.
“Was this it?”
Firm fingers slid up the back of her skull and fisted her hair and pulled her head back. She hissed between her teeth and cried out. Brad licked her neck and a rumble vibrated from his chest and against her back.
“I am never letting you go. Do you understand that little one? You’re mine, and I have wanted you for as long as I could remember. Loyalty to your brother kept me from you, but not anymore. He can have the woman he wants, and I get you. Do you understand?”
His gaze burned into hers.
She could only nod. mesmerized by his power, his control.
“But you see sweetheart,” Kenny toyed with her nipples, slowly licking the hard nubs as he spoke. “We come with a certain set of rules if you weren’t able to tell.” She was lost, half paying attention. Kenny could tell, his laughter tipping her off and him pulling away enough to make her focus on his words. “We are Masters. We live a lifestyle that most shun. We control, we dominate, and we own. We own you, sweetheart. Brad is not as deep as I am. I used to take on pleasure slaves. women that gave themselves to me 24/7. I could bring them up and make them tumble down.” He ran his fingers up and down her exposed throat as Brad teased her with kisses. “I know you are new to this, I know you like independence and I’m willing to let go of what I always knew, because you are hot damned the sweetest piece of ass I have fucked in my life.”
She couldn’t stop the blush that covered her body. The corners of her lips tugged upwards.
Brad’s deep rumble spoke next.
“I know that you have no clue what we are talking about. It is Dominance and submission.”
Millie cleared her throat.
“Actually, Donna Willis got drunk one night at a bar and talked about how you took her to that kink club in Chicago once. Said you ruined her, she’s a member now apparently and found a Master, I guess. But I have an idea. I went and Googled a bit. I know basics.”
She had to get some space, even if just a little. She squirmed till they got the picture and she sat up, looking down at them both. Two sets of eyes focused on her firm breasts and she smacked both the men, and pointed to her face.
“I know this all happened out of nowhere. But I have always been in love with Brad.” She blushed and tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear. “And you do something to me Kenny. I never thought I would feel the same way about anyone, but you make me all full.” She caught his smirk.
“That’s because I was in that tight little pink hole of yours while Brad was pounding that virgin ass.” He gripped her hip and she flushed pink at his vulgar words. But she loved it, loved it so much she was ready to beg for more. She reined in her need and shook her head.
“I want to know we belong, to each other, all of us.”
The two men exchanged looks and before she knew what was happening, she was squealing as they both grabbed her and she was pinned with Brad below her and Kenny guiding her down on Brad’s thick cock. A whimper tore from her and her head fell back.
“Sweetheart, we wouldn’t ask for anything less.”
Coming Halloween 2012
Tom Newton’s story will be told in Halloween in Chains.
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