“Damnit, suck that cock.” Master groaned, his hips rocking forward.
“Please, Master....” she panted when he pulled away, his cock glistening with Sir's salvia.
“You want this, don't you?” He ran his hand up and down his length.
“Yes, Master.” She begged as he dropped to his knees in front of her. When he rubbed the flared head over her lips. Her tongue darted out to taste him, but he drew back before she could do anything more than lick him once. She stifled her protest. Master could be diabolical when he knew she wanted something – like his cock.
“Grim, didn't I hear you say something about her earning six strokes with the flogger?”
“Yes, Master.”
“Well, go fetch your flogger. I want to watch.” He stood, then backed up until he was leaning against the wooden rail separating their stall from the one next to it. His hand idly stroked up and down his cock.
“What's your safeword, Analise?”
“Red, Sir.”
“Good. If it gets to be too much, use it. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Sir.” She caught her breath as the familiar whistle of the flogger, when he warmed up his arm filled the air.
“Count off, sub.” Then the first thud hit her shoulder. A slight sting and heat spread over her skin.
“One, Sir.” The next stroke landed between her shoulder blades, just right of her spine. More heat flared through her. Her pussy contracted in need. She loved the flogger. “Two, Sir.” She groaned when their Master pushed off the wall. Then he fell to his knees in front of her, his cock poised inches from her lips, his hand still stroking.
“Three, Sir,” she cried out as the flogger landed on the swell of her ass.
Master growled. “Light up her ass, Grim. I want her ass to be hot when you fuck it.”
“Yes, Master.”
Then she was sobbing as her bottom already sore from her spanking felt like it was burning as Sir landed strokes four, five and six in quick succession. “Four, Sir....five, Sir.....ah...six, Sir.” She gasped.
“Damn.” Master leaned over her body to stroke her bottom. She cried out at the pain from the soft touch morphed into pleasure. It was always like this when they used the flogger on her. Totally unsuspected but erotic as hell.
“I gotta fuck.” Grim sounded desperate. “Too long since I've felt her around me.”
“You didn't fuck her before you went to sleep?” Liam questioned him.
“No, Sir, not with you just down the hall.” The thud of the flogger hitting the stall floor was muffled by the hay. “We need you with us, Master. It's better.”
“Open, piccola. Suck me.” Liam leaned back and pushed against her lips. His cock blocked her cry of pleasure as Grim sank inside of her, his slacks brushing over her warm ass as his thick length pressed against her pussy’s walls, stretching her.
“Shit, she's wet, Master.” A low moan escaped her as he began to slowly thrust. She tried to lift her hips in time but restrained as she was, it was all she could do to wiggle.
“Hot, too.” Master sounded hoarse, his jaw tense as she peeked up at him. Along her tongue, he rubbed back and forth as he fed her more and more of his cock. Relaxing her throat, she tried to open as wide as she could to accept all of him. His groan as she lashed at the thick vein on the underside of hic cock was heady. She loved hearing his pleasure. It usually kept her attention off her own pleasure and focused on that of her Doms. But it wouldn't last. A clever hand found its way under her to toy with her clit as Sir moved faster, fucking her harder. She jerked and tried to move away from the tormenting fingers. She couldn't come without permission.
Above her head, she could hear a ragged chuckle from her Master. “Being naughty, Grim?”
“Fuck yeah. She rubbed all over me while we slept. I woke up each morning, hard as rock, and she refused to suck me off.”
“Bad subbie, indeed. Fuck her hard. Make her come.”
She moaned as Sir pounded against her harder, his fingers rotating faster. She was going to come. She couldn't hold it. Squeezing her eyes shut, she prepared herself for the pleasure, when suddenly it was gone. Both men had pulled free, leaving her trembling on the cusp as Master ordered a switch. Seconds later she felt the broad head of Sir's cock against her lips.
“Suck your cream off me, Analise.” His blue eyes dark with passion.
Latching on to him with her mouth, she tried to lick every drop off she could find, but the forceful reminder of her Master as he buried himself deep was distracting. Her pussy welcomed him, her tissues grasping at him. She screamed around Grim's cock as Master tweaked her clit hard, sending her over the edge. Pleasure, intensely brutal, washed over her, each wave getting stronger than the last as her men struggled to find their own orgasms. She moaned happily at the first spurt of seed against her tongue. Hollowing her cheeks she kept up the suction on him, even as her Master dug his fingers into her hip and stiffened. His release joined hers as she coaxed the last of Grim's seed from him.
* * * *
By the time her father came home, Master and Sir had been good to their word, their mess was cleaned up in the barn, although she may have terrorized a few of the horses with her screams. Cuddled on the couch between her men, while they watched a commentary on ESPN about the upcoming college football season. They had been arguing over who would have the better team this year. She, of course, was rooting for the Iowa Hawkeyes, while Liam was sure his beloved Purdue Boilermakers would have the best season of all time. Grim, on the other hand, was remaining neutral, at least ‘til her dad came in and announced to one and all that the Nebraska Cornhuskers were due to kick some ass. As the men continued to bicker about football, she realized she’d worried for nothing. Despite their different roles in her life, Master, Sir, or Dad, they were, after all, just men. Three men she happened to love.
~The End~
ABOUT DAKOTA TRACE
Dakota is a simple Midwest girl, who has found her passion in storytelling at a young age. Her father always said she made up the craziest stories. Most remained unwritten though as writing wasn’t Dakota’s strong suit. That all changed in junior high when she took her first typing class. Problem solved for the dyslexic Dakota. There was no stopping her after that. She wrote her first novel her freshman year about a girl who could speak to animals on an old electric IBM typewriter her dad found at a garage sale. Now writing in several different genres, she is a published author with multiple books under her belt. When she isn’t writing, she’s the crazy mom of three wild Indians who are posing as her children, a loving wife to the man of her dreams and a full time Web Design Major at IADT.
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NISEY’S AWAKENING
By Dakota Trace
When a would be Dom takes advantage of Nisey's inexperience she is left bewildered and at odds with her own sexuality. Now scared of what she longs for she tries to hide from it until her best friend, Kalinda has had enough of waking to Nisey's screams and takes matters into her own hands and contacts her older brother, Caelan. She's had enough and wants her best friend back and thinks Caelan is the perfect man to guide Nisey back to what she longs for without traumatizing her friend any further.
Caelan is an experienced Dom, who has trained many first time subs in during his time in the lifestyle, but his last experience with a newbie changed everything. When it blew up in his face, he decided to keep to the more experienced subs, so when his sister calls out of the blue with a request that he help her friend, he is intrigued but very leery. After all what could happen from answering a few questions?
Warnings: This title contains graphic language, spanking, exhibitionism, phone sex, bondage, toys, description of an attempted rape and sodomy.
Excerpt From NISEY’S AWAKENING:
Swallowing hard, Nisey tried to still her racing heart. Caelan seemed serious about her finding relief before she left the room. For a moment she was tempted to fake it but then thought bet
ter of it. Faking it would probably earn her another ass warming and she had a feeling she’d be in worse shape than she already was if he touched her again.
“Nothing to say?”
She shrugged her shoulders. “Despite the way I reacted tonight, Caelan, I don’t normally throw myself at men. What you’re asking for is something…” she looked away from him. “…I don’t think I can give.”
“Look at me. Don’t hide from me. Why do you say that? Are you seriously uncomfortable with your own body?”
She turned her face and looked him in the eyes. “I don’t know. I need something but I’m not sure what. I was hoping by being tied up I’d find it. Nothing else has worked.”
“You can’t let go can you? You aren’t getting a real orgasm?”
She shook her head and focused on a spot behind his shoulder. “I’m too self-conscious. I just end up even more frustrated than I was to begin with.”
When he groaned, she looked up at him. He looked like he was being tortured. He finally opened his eyes.
“Do you trust me?”
“Unbelievably, yes.” Holding her breath, she waited for his reaction. Have I pissed him off?
“I can’t believe I’m doing this. I can give you the tools you need to let go. I will not touch you, but I want you to do exactly what I tell you. Hopefully it’ll help take the pressure off until you’re ready for more.”
She nodded, starting to hope he would help her.
He turned around and dug through the desk behind him. She wondered what he was looking for when he suddenly straightened.
“Ah ha, I knew Gabriel would have some of these lying around.” In his hand, he held a length of leather tie - a piece of braided leather string.
Her heart sped up as he approached her with it.
“I’m not going to tie you up, Nisey.” His quick assurance surprised her.
“You’re not?”
“No. I’m going to watch you do it. Once you’ve wrapped this around your wrist and I’m sure you’re not in any danger, I’m going to walk over and sit down in Gabriel’s chair.” Pressing the tie into her hand, he closed her fingers around it. “Take it. I’ll hold one end and then I want you to wrap it around your wrist. Not too tightly. You’re supposed to feel the caress of the leather, but it’s not supposed to cut off your circulation.”
Holding one end of the leather against her pulse, Caelan left enough free to tie the leather off after she’d wrapped it around her wrist. Licking her lips she brushed her fingers across his as she grasped the tie. The first loop around her wrist had her flinching in reaction. She paused and looked up at him.
“Keep going.” Guiding her hand, he helped her wrap the leather piece around her wrist several times until only enough was left to tie it off. Using a square knot he tied it off. Nisey’s breathing deepened as her eyes watched while Caelan finished the knot.
Panting, she raised her eyes and then met his.
“Okay? Wiggle your fingers for me.” He nodded as she did as he asked.
“Good. Now, I’m going to sit in Gabriel’s chair, with my back to you.” Leaning down, his breath teased her ear. “You say you want to explore what the lifestyle is. One of the things a good sub does is obey her master even when he’s not watching to enforce his requests. I want to see if you can follow directions. After I turn my back to you, I want you to take the wrist we just wrapped and use it to masturbate with it. Rub the leather against your sex while you remember how I tied Sara tonight. Imagine yourself in her place. I want you to come. After you come, I want you to say the word, ‘green’. Do you understand?”
Her breathing was raspy as she answered him. “Yes, Caelan.”
YOU’VE REACHED
“THE END!”
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