Adams, Cara - Make Me [Dungeon Masters 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Cara Adams

  “That’s what I’ve been thinking. A private room would be good, but what if she’s disappointed that she isn’t shown into a real dungeon. She might feel that we’ve misled her by taking her into a room instead of a dungeon. There’s a very special atmosphere in a dungeon. I mean, the club has gone to a lot of trouble to ensure they give off a true dungeon vibe. Whereas the rooms are more play centers for very private parties which might or might not involve actual BDSM activities.”

  Niel groaned. “I know. I like the idea of a bed and of not scaring her away by pushing her too far, too fast. But you’re right. Nothing says dungeon like an actual dungeon. Okay, a dungeon it is. Which one did you have in mind?”

  The rest of the way home they talked about the pros and cons of the various dungeons and began to think of a scene they could play. Kon’s dick was already standing up ready for action again despite having experienced the most incredible orgasm with Trinidad. But already he was beginning to think that only Trinidad would ever fulfill him. She was the one he wanted now and forever. And to have her, that meant organizing a scene she was ready for and that would complete her. He and Niel needed to push her boundaries a little, but not scare her away. It would be a very fine line that they had to follow. They needed to show her how good it could be for her to give all the control to them and let them plan, and decide, and bring her everything she needed for utter satiation. All without scaring her. It was a quite a challenge. But damn. He was up for the challenge.

  * * * *

  One of the main reasons Othniel had been eager to have an assistant in the accounting department, was because he was almost certain he could get better pricing deals for some of their major consumable products if he just had the time to do a little research.

  Once he’d dealt with the major tasks for the day he began making himself a spreadsheet of the most used items, what the club paid per item, which supplier they used, and how long they’d been with the supplier. People came here to eat a good meal, have some fun in a safe venue, and maybe play in the dungeons. The Dom’s Dungeon was one hundred percent committed to the “Safe, Sane, and Consensual” rule, and anyone who played here knew that it was rigorously enforced. Therefore, getting the best possible deals on their food and other products was simply ensuring that people could continue to afford to come here.

  It took him several hours, but once he had the facts all tabulated neatly, Niel sat back and began telephoning other suppliers cross checking a range of prices. Most companies were polite and helpful, offering to send him product catalogues and discount pricelists for bulk orders. A few were uninterested, and that was fine by him. Likely they were fully committed dealing with their existing customers. He wasn’t aiming to change everything. It was possible he wouldn’t change anything at all. It was more that he wanted to reassure himself he was making his best possible efforts, both for the company and the customers.

  He was so busy the day raced past him, leaving him with a to-do list as long as it’d been before he began despite all the progress he’d made.

  “Much as I’d like to spend the entire weekend in bed with Trinidad, I don’t imagine she’d agree to that. Do you think you and she would be interested in coming with me to visit some of the suppliers on Saturday? I’d be good for me to show up in person, and she might like looking at their stock. Don’t all women love to shop?”

  “Are you asking me or telling me?” asked Kon.

  Niel laughed. “I don’t know. Maybe a bit of both.”

  “I agree from a business point of view likely it’s time you made a personal visit to some of the key suppliers. I don’t know whether Trinidad would be interesting in joining you or not. But it could be fun. We might even have lunch at one of the food markets or something like that. Perhaps try out some new foods.”

  “Okay, we’ll talk to her about it tonight and I can set up some visits for Saturday.”

  “It’ll be a different sort of date anyway. Not the same old movie and dinner deal that everyone else does.”

  They collected Trinidad and went to the Stage Lounge for a meal again. This time they sat near the bar, because they weren’t planning to stay for the show. Niel and Kon wanted to spend as long as possible in the dungeon, and since Trinidad had set an eleven p.m. curfew that meant no stage show tonight. The sooner she agreed to move into their apartment, the better.

  Wow! He hadn’t even thought that before and now he was taking it as fact. But it was fact. That’s what he wanted to have happen. He knew Trinidad was the right woman for him and Kon. But likely it was too soon to say anything. However, his heart was correct. All this taking her back home, having her traveling on a bus wasn’t good. Once she lived with them they could care for her all the time so much more easily.

  “So how was your day?” Kon asked Trinidad.

  She smiled and nodded. “Fine, thanks. I feel as if I’m getting familiar with everything now. I hardly had to ask Tammy anything today. It’s kind of strange. She hasn’t been here all that much longer than me. It’s as if we’re teaching and training each other as we go along.”

  “I’m planning to go visit a passel of suppliers on Saturday. Just to see if they have new items we haven’t considered and so on. Kon’s coming with me. Would you like to come, too?”

  It wasn’t the total truth but it was true. Besides, he wasn’t really on a spying mission, more an information gathering one.

  “What kind of suppliers?”

  Niel grinned. He loved the way she always thought about everything. She didn’t just dive into a situation. She always made a considered decision and he really liked that about her. Likely it was the nerd in her calling to the nerd in him.

  Kon said, “We haven’t planned out our day properly yet, but we’ll definitely check out the food markets and likely end up there for lunch.”

  They spent the meal time talking about various foods, markets, and shopping experiences. It was a very pleasant time and Niel loved seeing little snippets into Trinidad’s life. But mostly he was thinking about what would happen next. When they took her down to the dungeon. He wanted so much to be touching her intimately again. Once was nowhere near enough. More and more he was coming to think he would never have enough of this charming, amazing woman whose spirit and his seemed destined to be together forever.

  * * * *

  Trinidad was finding it hard to sit still and remain relaxed. Her entire body was aching to be taken into the dungeon and to explore some of the punishments there. But she was also on edge because she didn’t want these men to think she was just a tart who jumped into bed with every man who asked her on a date. Going shopping on Saturday sounded perfect. It was well away from the bedroom and sounded like a regular activity a group of friends might do. Hopefully it would make her look a little less like a needy nymphomaniac as well.

  The joke was that the real her was nothing like a tart or a nymphomaniac. She was the one at home alone in bed reading a steamy novel, when all her friends were out partying. It was partly that she wanted to save her money. It was partly that she’d never really found it fun to get blind drunk and be unable to remember the end of the night. But it was also partly that no man or men had ever interested her the way Konstantin and Othniel did. Sure she’d believed she was in love back at high school and for a time or two after that. But she’d also worked out pretty soon afterward that a passion that flamed bright and died just as fast wasn’t true love.

  And since the man who lit all her fires hadn’t appeared, she’d been prepared to save her pennies for a nice apartment in a better neighborhood before she went looking for him. Until Niel and Kon had appeared in her life and all her hormones had taken one look them and then had sat up and begged. Trini had the feeling she’d be the one begging pretty soon.

  She followed them down the stairs into the basement. They led her to dungeon two, one she’d not seen inside. In a heartbeat her panties were damp with lust, her heart was beating fast, and all she wanted to do was go inside.

/>   The men bracketed the doorway. “Once we go inside the scene begins,” said Kon.

  “You are our sub and must obey us,” added Niel.

  “What is your safe word?”

  “Pineapple.”

  Niel smiled at her. “Foods are the most common safe words of all.”

  Kon opened the door. “Go inside and undress. You may only speak to answer a direct question from your Masters, or to use your safe word. If you use the safe word everything will stop for today. Do you understand?”

  “Yes, Sir.” She had no intention of using the safe word unless she was absolutely certain these men were not right for her after all. If she was going to have a relationship with them, she needed to be able to trust them in the dungeon as well as in the bedroom, and in the office. If she couldn’t trust them here, that would mean she couldn’t trust them anywhere else either, which in turn would mean she would continue to work for them, but nothing more. And that would be damn awkward as well as a fucking tragedy. But if that was the way things turned out, she’d deal with them as it happened. Better to have to find another job than to end up in a relationship she wasn’t comfortable with.

  Trini stepped inside the room and took a few paces to her left. Where was she supposed to get undressed? It wasn’t as if there was a handy chair or table to put her possessions on. Everything here was most definitely part of the dungeon scene itself. Shrugging, she put her laptop bag on the floor against the wall and undressed, piling her clothing on top of it, and leaving her shoes beside the bag, with everything hard against the wall to be as much out of the way as possible.

  She’d read enough stories to know some subs stood in the center of the room with their hands behind their back and their heads bowed. Others kneeled on the floor, again with their heads down. She hadn’t stopped to think already about which she preferred, but she decided to go with standing. She moved farther into the room and stood at ease, looking at the floor. Just as in dungeon six, the one Tammy had shown her, the floor here was stone, the walls were painted dark gray, and the ceiling was painted black. It was very much how she’d imagined a dungeon might look, and she suspected likely that was deliberate on the part of the club management. People came here to experience a dungeon so that’s what they got. Whereas the party rooms upstairs were more like a regular room, just with some naughty toys added.

  Feet stomped across the room and stopped in front of her. She knew it was Kon without even having to think about it. She hadn’t consciously noticed what color clothing or shoes he was wearing, so maybe it was just the way he walked.

  “Look at me.”

  She raised her gaze to his face. It was indeed Kon. “You enjoyed watching the demonstration of whipping the other day. Niel and I will now let you experience what the various toys feel like on your ass. Come across to the spanking bench.”

  She followed him to the far side of the room, bent over the wooden bench, and waited while the two men buckled her wrists and ankles into the leather straps.

  There was a long pause and a little bit of foot shuffling against the stone floor. Trini was almost certain it was for effect. The row of floggers, whips, and paddles was right there on the wall and she was certain the two men would have planned carefully what they were about to do. Making her wait was all about building up excitement and anticipation in her, and nothing to do with them needing time to get ready. She knew that.

  Well, the tension had built up. Any more and likely she’d combust. There was the faintest hint of cooler air moving over her naked back, and then a paddle landed on her ass with a heavy thwack that made her jaw fall open and her eyebrows rise up into her hair line. She forced her mouth closed and breathed through her nose as several more strokes landed on her ass. Already her ass cheeks felt hot, but the excitement racing up and down her spine more than made up for a little discomfort. She really wanted to look over her shoulder, and the men hadn’t told her not to, but she had the clear impression that to look would be cheating. She was supposed to wait, letting them make all the decisions. Somehow it seemed to her that turning around to watch would spoil the effect.

  Meanwhile, she concentrated on experiencing the heat on her ass, the shock and surprise as the paddle landed, the instant pain, and then the warmth spreading from her ass to her core as her arousal increased. Damn! That was sexy. She realized she was smiling. The scene had only just begun but she was enjoying herself so far.

  The whisper of air over her skin didn’t catch her unaware the next time, though. As soon as she sensed the movement she was ready for whatever might happen and on this occasion it was a whip on her ass. The thin line had a real bite to it, very different from the heavy thud of the paddle. All the pain was concentrated in a narrow line across her butt cheeks instead of spread over a much larger area of flesh. Fuck! That hurt! But then, just as before, the heat spread right inside her, arousing her on a deeper level. Her belly clenched and the secret smile in her heart broke over her lips again as she began to appreciate the erotic appeal of the punishment.

  Now Trinidad began to understand the message the various toys gave the sub—gave her. Right now she was the sub. It was an interesting story of contrasts and different effects. Neither was better or worse. They were just various ways of focusing her attention on what was happening.

  Her cunt was full of cream. It felt so empty and needy she longed for one of the men to touch her there. But she was well aware they wouldn’t. That, too, would be part of the lesson they were teaching her. She would have to wait until they decided the game was over. And she wasn’t ready to stop playing yet. There was an entire row of whips, canes, birches, floggers and other toys on the wall. Not that she wanted to feel every single one of them tonight, but she was ready to try out a few more.

  It wasn’t really possible to relax on a spanking bench, but she did manage to loosen her tense muscles and wait as patiently as she could for what would come next. And that was an absolute blitz with both men punishing her together, one on either side of her, exchanging teasing tickles with a flogger, and firm punishment with a whip that seemed to have two tails. The multifaceted treatment had her mind frying with trying to work out who was doing what to her where. It took her a moment or two to work out the whip had more than one piece to it, just for a start. She expected multiple strands with a flogger. That’s what they were. But she wasn’t prepared for a similar deal with the whip, which had a very different feel on her skin.

  But the net effect was to arouse her even higher so she was desperate to come now. All she could think of was her empty pussy and her need for a nice thick cock to fill her up. Almost before the final stroke of the toys left her skin, two slippery fingers began to tease her ass. Desperately she pushed back on them, wanting them inside her.

  Instead, a firm voice said, “Remain still, sub. We are your Masters and we make the decisions here.”

  Her mouth opened automatically for her to complain, but she shut it. She was in the dungeon and they were in control here. Besides, likely they were right. If she let them continue in charge she would get her wonderful orgasm soon.

  When Kon unbuckled the straps on one ankle and lifted her leg in the air, Trinidad shivered with anticipation. His teasing touch on her cunt had her creaming more than ever. However, when something pushed through the entry into her channel it wasn’t a cock or even a finger. Instead, a vibrating egg filled her channel and began a low buzz that instantly had her desperate for Kon to touch her clit, or her breasts, or something, anything, to set her off.

  Instead he stepped away from her and Niel continued to open and stretch her ass. Although she hoped for a cock there, she wasn’t surprised when a butt plug was pushed inside her.

  Then the rest of her restraints were removed and Niel said, “It’s time to get dressed. We’ll take you home now.”

  “Is the scene finished? May I speak, Masters?”

  “You can speak. I guess we’d term the scene as being on hiatus, or maybe we’ve just paused it until
we get you home.”

  “Do you really expect me to walk through the building with sex toys inside me?” she asked.

  “If you visit the club later at night you’ll see any number of subs doing exactly that. By the time you arrive at your apartment, you should be nicely aroused and ready to play some more,” said Niel.

  “Or I may have self-combusted,” she muttered grumpily.

  Chapter Six

  Kon laughed. He loved the way she was able to argue in a way that made people understand, rather than made them angry. It was almost as if she was challenging them. Saying “make me” perhaps. Her opinion was quite clear, but he wasn’t going to change his mind. He and Niel had worked hard to plan a scene that would push her boundaries a little, but not frighten her. They wanted her aroused, intrigued and ready to learn more about BDSM. Right now it appeared very much as if they’d succeeded in their aims.

  While Trinidad got dressed, he and Niel tidied the dungeon. The cleaners would take care of everything before the next clients used it, but there was no need for them to leave it untidy. The cost of the new butt plug and vibrating egg would be added to their account. Toys which had been used weren’t used again. They became part of the Dom’s equipment to use only with that particular sub.

  He planned to use their shopping expedition on Saturday to look for other toys to add to their collection for Trinidad as well.

  He walked behind her out of the club. That was partly to protect her from anyone staring at her, but it was also to enjoy the sight of her trying to act as if her ass and her cunt weren’t stuffed full of toys. He and Niel had another little surprise for her when they got her home and fucked her. He couldn’t wait to see how she reacted to that.