by Tara Rose
“You don’t have to say anything, but thank you.” She gave him a look so filled with gratitude that Gary’s heart fluttered, and the urge to torture Leo for weeks finally abated.
“Please tell us the others,” said Jake.
“I’m also freaked out by electricity and by anything that actually cuts my skin. No anal play without adequate lube first, no clit clamps, and no suspension. Also, I’d really prefer that we not play in public, meaning inside Maddox’s club. Not for a while, at least. Not until I know you both better. I know I said Leo and I played at clubs, but it wasn’t fun when we did. He had an audience, you see, and so the humiliation was always worse.”
Her voice dropped to a whisper on the last few words. Gary and Jake exchanged another glance. He’d never known a sub who had been treated that way. He was at a loss for words.
Before Gary could reach for her, Jake pulled her onto his lap and just held her. Gary didn’t say anything. There was no need to. One look at Jake’s face and he understood. They agreed on this. They would never put her through anything like that, and they sure as hell wouldn’t make her play in public until if and when she was ready.
Gary had never been all that crazy about it anyway. He didn’t mind serving as Dungeon Monitor for Maddox, but he preferred topping a sub without an audience. And he’d never had sex with a woman inside the club, although Maddox did allow that.
“Have you guys done this? I mean have you topped someone together like this? Or had sex with a woman at the same time?”
Jake gave her a sheepish grin. “I’ve topped a sub with another Dom, but I’ve never had sex with someone along with a second man. Can’t say I haven’t wanted to, though.”
“I’ve never done either,” said Gary. “But I’ve always been curious about it.” Although Jake was one of the last people he’d ever imagined being in this situation with, he didn’t want to say that right now. He didn’t want anything to spoil this night for Ava, and he wanted no reason for her to regret taking a chance on her impulse.
Especially after what she’d just told them.
He was going to make sure she enjoyed this. And whatever happened tomorrow, next week, or next month would happen regardless. He’d deal with it when he had to, not now. Not tonight.
* * * *
Ava’s head spun, but not in a bad way. She didn’t want to let go of Jake. Being kissed and held like this had never felt so good. She’d talk about anything they wanted to if it meant staying with them in this amazing room. She’d also never been seduced like this. No cheesy words or obvious gestures tonight. They’d seduced her with their eyes and their voices. It added to their mystique, and to the sense of this being so right.
The corners of Jake’s mouth turned up slightly as he gazed at her. She wasn’t sure if he was waiting for her to say something, or if he’d just asked her a question she hadn’t heard. She could barely breathe right now.
When he leaned close and kissed her, fireworks exploded behind her closed eyelids and she swore she heard shouting, like the heavens above were rejoicing. That image almost made her giggle, until his tongue pushed inside.
She groaned and wrapped her arms tighter around his muscled body, moving her tongue and lips over his as he deepened the kiss. Behind her, Gary’s hands brushed along her back, and then over her legs. She wished she’d worn a skirt to Kari’s house. But it didn’t seem to matter that she’d worn jeans because Gary took off her boots, and then Jake released the kiss.
“Stand up.”
She couldn’t have disobeyed his voice if she’d wanted to. He was all alpha Dom now. His entire aura changed, just like that. But instead of projecting a sense of cruelty, he gave off a presence of command but gentleness at the same time. Ava had never met a Dom like that, and once again she knew that she could trust him. She could trust both of them.
She stood before him, waiting, watching his face for the next move.
“Take off your clothes. Slowly.”
Gary moved next to Jake so he could watch her undress as well. His aura, too, had changed but he still projected a sense of humor and playfulness. They were the perfect combination, each one complementing the other. This was almost too good to be true, but she wasn’t going to stand here and analyze it.
Ava removed her jeans and socks, then pulled off her sweater. She was very grateful now that she’d thought to wear sexy underwear. Both men made no pretense of checking out her body.
“Now the bra,” said Gary. “Nice and slow.”
Ava’s heart pounded and her pussy was soaked. Her clit throbbed. She unhooked the bra then made a show out of pushing the straps over her arms before finally letting it fall to the floor. Gary laughed softly and Jake grinned. At least they’d enjoyed that little show. When she took off her panties, she tossed them to the side, and then kicked her jeans, bra, sweater, and boots out of the way as well. She felt bold and sexy. These two had awakened something in her that she hadn’t known she possessed.
Jake pointed toward the spanking bench. “I assume you know what to do.”
Ava walked toward the bench, self-conscious because she knew they watched her ass, but at the same time so turned-on it was ridiculous. She draped herself over the pad then waited until they both made adjustments, one on each side, until her head, arms, and lower abdomen rested comfortably against the soft, cool leather.
“Are you okay with us restraining you?” asked Gary.
“Yes. What shall I call you both tonight?”
“Call us by our names,” said Jake. “We are different as Doms, but we both agree on that point. A Dom earns a title.”
“All right.” Ava turned her face toward the wall and smiled. This was amazing. How had she lucked out like this? What crazy chain of events had been set in motion that had landed her here, tonight, in this sinfully gorgeous room, with two such men? Had karma finally caught up with her, and she was catching a break for the first time since exploring the BDSM scene?
Gary wrapped soft rope wrapped around her right wrist. “Did you know that I’m teaching a class on bondage safety at Maddox’s club?”
“I didn’t know that. You must be an expert at it.” She could barely think right now. The rope felt so good against her skin, and she hoped he would tie it around her ankles as well.
“I’m teaching one on using riding crops and straps for impact play.” Jake’s hand brushed across her ass cheeks and Ava moaned. How could she help it? “Maybe I should practice with them tonight, just to make sure my skills are up to par.”
“I think that’s a good idea,” she said. Her clit began to throb as images of both men using those implements on her ass, pussy, and nipples raced through her mind.
After Gary attached the rope to loops in the bench, he moved to her left side and began to wrap that wrist as well. “What do you think of my technique? Is it expert enough to teach a class on?”
“It’s perfect.”
“I grew up on a farm. I’ve been tying up bales of hay since I was five years old. Never knew those skills would come in handy one day for this.”
She forced back a giggle as an image of him working with rope while wearing a cowboy hat rose up. In her mind, he was stripped to the waist, and sweat glistened against his muscled torso. She would gladly help him wash off that sweat and hay in a soapy shower.
Jake moved away and within a few seconds, soft jazz music filled the air. Leo had never played music, but Ava had always asked him to. She smiled again.
“Do you like the music?” asked Gary.
“Yes. It’s very nice.”
“Are the ropes too tight?”
“Not at all. I feel secure like this. Thank you.”
“Then I’ll do your ankles as well.”
“Thank you.”
While Gary secured her ankles to the bench using bondage rope, Jake moved into her line of vision. “Safewords. We like to keep it simple. ‘Green’ for go or keep going, ‘yellow’ for anything that needs adjusted, and ‘red’ stops th
e scene immediately. Are you all right with those?”
“Yes. Thank you.”
Gary stood in front of her face again. “We’ll be right over there, gathering toys. Are you okay for a moment?”
“Yes.” They moved away, and the music filled her brain, sending a rush of wetness to her pussy with each measure. She didn’t listen to jazz very often, but she loved the sultry sound of a sax. From now on, it would remind her of this night.
She took a deep breath, inhaling their individual colognes, leather, and the scent of the rope. Everything was familiar, but it was also different. This wasn’t Leo’s dungeon with the one-way mirrors on two walls or the cameras set into the ceiling at all four corners. The floor was carpeted, not concrete. There was no scent of cigarette smoke hanging about, and she knew neither Jake nor Gary would call her names like “bitch” or “cunt” or tell her she was getting fat.
Memories tried to crowd their way in, bringing pain with them. She shook her head, and listened to Jake and Gary moving around the room, talking softly. As she let their quiet voices wash over her, she forced away the images and voices from the past. Leo wasn’t here. His friends weren’t here. This wasn’t Chicago.
She was all right. Jake and Gary were not going to hurt her. She knew that. She was in control right now, not the memories. And not Leo. Not ever again. It was over. He was out of her life, and she didn’t have to give him one more second of her thoughts or emotions. Tonight belonged to Jake and Gary, and to them only.
Chapter Twelve
Ava heard their shoes on the carpet, moving close. Had she been able to hear them before? She held her breath, waiting, and the first sensation on her ass cheeks was their hands. Judging by the differences in touch, they both caressed them. Gradually the caresses turned into soft slaps, and once or twice they gave her pussy a smack from behind, as well as her nipples.
Ava kept her eyes closed and relaxed into the sensations. Leo hadn’t done much spanking, paddling or flogging. And even when he had, it hadn’t been on her ass where she liked it. He’d preferred humiliation and pushing her limits to the point of pain.
These two knew what they were doing. The endorphins flowed and she slipped into a peaceful state within minutes. Her pussy was soaked, and there was no way with her ass in air like this that they would miss that fact. Her soft moans grew louder as their smacks became more forceful.
Each time they increased the intensity, her clit throbbed and her orgasm drew closer. She hadn’t asked if she was allowed to come without permission, but she didn’t want to stop them and ask now. All she wanted to do was enjoy this.
“What color are you?” Gary’s soft but firm voice barely broke through her fog of euphoria.
“Green.”
“We’re going to use implements now, and we’re going to switch them, back and forth. Do you remember your safewords?”
“Yes.”
“Good girl.”
A shiver ran up and down her spine at his tone. When a leather strap struck both ass cheeks at once, it definitely stung, but she soon realized she’d already slipped into that state where pleasure became pain, and pain became pleasure.
That surprised her. She didn’t even know these two, and she could tell from the sound alone that whoever was hitting her with the strap wasn’t holding back on his strikes. How had she reached this state in such a short time, and at the hands of Doms she’d just met?
The next sensation on her ass was definitely a flogger with thin falls, but the throw was different, and she assumed it was the other man using it. It also stung like crazy, but she loved it. She closed her eyes again and forced her breathing to remain deep and slow. That did the trick.
Ava drifted into a blissful state where she was only dimly aware of the pain. The endorphin rush was crazy, and she swore she giggled a couple of times. Her ass was on fire, but it was a sweet burn, mixed with every happy thought she’d ever had. Images of fucking both men at once raced through her mind, sending fresh wetness to her pussy and tingles of electricity to her nipples and her throbbing clit.
On some level she knew that they’d switched flogging her, as well as changed implements, but she lost count of how many times, how many swats, or who was where. They used a wooden paddle on her, what felt like a leather paddle, and a riding crop. And it wasn’t only her ass they smacked.
She was paddled and flogged across her nipples and on her pussy, although the majority of the strikes were across both ass cheeks. Her entire body was on fire, but she still didn’t want it to end. Her pussy contracted in tiny spasms with each swat, and she knew if she flexed her Kegel muscles a few times, she’d come, but she held it back to prolong the sweet torture.
Sweat pooled at her hairline and under her breasts. She heard only their hard breathing, the sound of their bodies moving back and forth behind her, the whistle of the floggers in the air, and the hard thwack as each implement came down against her.
Were they enjoying this as much as she was? The urge to please them both was overwhelming, and it was the fear that she might not be doing so that finally broke through her fog, not the pain. She was about to call “yellow” when they stopped.
Hands gently caressed her ass cheeks, pussy, and nipples, then Jake whispered in her ear, his breath hot and his voice so sexy that more shivers ran up and down her spine. “Had enough?”
Ava was tempted to tell him “no,” but she knew she was close to her pain limits. “Yes, but what I’m feeling right now is heaven. Did you both enjoy that? Please tell me you did.”
Her wrists and ankles were untied, and then Jake lifted her into his arms and carried her to the sofa. He cradled her in his lap and nuzzled her neck. It was then she realized that his clothes and hair were damp. How hard had they been working? How many swats had she taken?
“Are you kidding me? That was incredible. We are so proud of you.”
Gary sat close to them, and Ava took a good look at him. His hair and clothes were also damp. Tiny beads of sweat dotted his face and forearms, and his skin was flushed. “You were in subspace, weren’t you? I’m so proud of how much you took.”
“I’m pretty sure I was.” She giggled softly. “I think I still am. I feel a bit punch drunk.”
Jake handed her off to Gary, who held her close and stroked her hair and back. Jake rose and grabbed a bottle of water off the dresser, then held it to her lips. “Here. Drink this.”
She did, and then Jake handed Gary one as well, and took one for himself. He gave her a second one, and when she finished it the fog began to clear. “How many swats did I take?”
Jake sat next to her and Gary. “I don’t know. I stopped counting somewhere around fifty.”
“Same here,” said Gary.
“You’re good at that,” she said. “Impact play I mean. You said you were teaching a class. You’re both good at it. I sound like an idiot, don’t I?”
Gary chuckled. “No. You sound slap-happy, but I love it. It makes me feel like a million bucks to know I have this effect on you.”
Jake brushed a finger along her arm, and she shivered at his touch. Both men were still dressed, but they’d rolled up their sleeves, and the image was so sexy she couldn’t stop staring at the hair on their forearms.
“What would you like to do now?”
Jake’s voice was soft and full of lust. She knew what she wanted to do, and assumed they did, too, but she wondered if they wanted to play a bit more first. “Is there any other play you two would like to do?”
Jake shook his head, then took her hand and placed it on his crotch. The move was so bold and sexy that Ava couldn’t hold back a moan. “I don’t think I can wait much longer. I want to fuck you. In your mouth, in your pussy, and in your ass. With plenty of lube, of course.”
Ava loved the fact that he’d just said what he wanted. And she loved the look in his eyes right now. All alpha male and barely hanging on. It made her feel powerful and beautiful. Before she could respond to Jake, Gary stood with her in h
is arms and carried her over to the bed. She’d never been carried around a room like this, with tenderness and care, and it nearly brought tears to her eyes.
He laid her on top of the comforter then crawled on top of her and cupped her face. “I want to fuck you, too. But first I’m going to suck your pretty tits, and eat your pussy until you come. I want you so hot and ready for my dick that you’re begging me for it.”
Ava opened her mouth in a silent O, but no sound came out. She was too overwhelmed to speak. His eyes looked cobalt in this light, and they blazed with desire and dominance. She nodded, just so he’d know that he had her consent, and then as Gary licked in between her breasts, Jake crawled onto the bed and began to remove his clothes.
She couldn’t stop staring at the dusting of dark, fine hair that covered his body. She wanted to rub her hands across it. When Gary took one nipple into his mouth and began to suck, Ava moaned and closed her eyes, running her fingers through his thick hair. Jake moved next to her, and when she opened her eyes again it was to watch him take the other nipple into his mouth.
Ava placed a hand in his hair as well, and closed her eyes again. She never wanted to leave this place. The sensations coursing through her body were overwhelming. Tiny jolts of electricity raced down to her clit with each suck and tiny nip. At this rate, she was going to come before either of them got their mouths near her pussy.
As if on cue, Gary let go of her breast and slid his tongue down her abdomen. He gently spread her legs and licked her wet slit, moving his tongue over it with perfection, and sending Ava into a delirium with the need for release. Jake straddled her chest, which meant she could no longer watch Gary, but that was fine with her because she was treated to the sight of Jake’s dick, red, slick with pre-cum, and throbbing.
Jake pushed her breasts together and rubbed his cock between them, grinning down at her the entire time. She watched, fascinated, as his dick grew even larger. Gary was now sucking her clit, and when he pushed two long fingers into her pussy, Ava threw back her head as the craziest orgasm she’d ever had tore through her. She moaned loudly and barely noticed Jake rubbing the head of his cock over her nipples. Gary kept licking and sucking her, and by the time she felt him move off the bed, she could only whimper as the contractions went on and on.
