by Jane Pearl
Sniffing back tears, Briana nodded her head. Her deep red locks brushed the carpet as she assented. “Yes.”
The hand patted warningly over her chastened flesh. “Yes...what?”
“Yes, Sir.” Her voice quavered.
Connor immediately turned her over on his lap and cradled her in his arms. “And that is...?”
“I’m sorry for talking back to you Sir.” Briana mumbled into his chest.
A long finger tilted up her chin. “And...” Stern blue eyes met tear stained mossy green.
Briana blinked rapidly. “And, if you tell me to do something...I will do it without argument.”
Connor nodded his head and exchanged satisfied smiles with his brother. “Good girl. You know we only have your best interests at heart.” He wiped tears off of her cheeks with a calloused thumb. “You’ve been running yourself ragged for far too long. You will rest and take care of yourself or we will make you...do you understand?”
Briana sniffed then nodded with alacrity. “Yes Sir.”
Connor pulled a snowy white handkerchief out of his pocket and gently wiped the moisture from her cheeks. “I want you to go to the bathroom and wash your face. Then I want you to undress and put on one of those pretty nighties I saw you unpack. No need for underwear.” Connor smiled slightly at Briana’s flush. “Finally...” He looked into her eyes sternly. “You can’t touch yourself before you fall asleep.” At her startled look he smiled in understanding. “You can rub on a pillow if you want.” He grabbed a decorative, heart shaped pillow from the head of the bed. “This one is allowed.” He shook a finger under her nose. “But you can’t come. Do you understand?” Still flushed, Briana nodded then gathered the pillow to her chest in a protective gesture.
*****
Briana’s thoughts came back to the present when Liam reached over her hip and grabbed the heart shaped pillow. Her cheeks flared bright red when he brought the pillow up to his nose. “Ah, I see you put this to good use. I can smell your sweet essence on it.” He chuckled inside at Briana’s obvious embarrassment. “I hope you didn’t come.” Briana shook her head vehemently with her eyes lowered.
“I didn’t Sir.”
Liam smiled in satisfaction. “Good girl.” He laughed inside as she buried her hot face in his chest. He really shouldn’t tease her. He knew full well that she’d used the pillow before falling asleep. He and Connor had observed her by way of the surveillance cameras they’d installed in the bedroom before her arrival. They’d exchanged amused looks as Briana got in the bed after vehemently throwing the pillow into a chair in the corner of the room. After tossing and turning for a long time, Briana finally flung herself onto her back with arms outstretched. On a large exhale she’d looked over to the chair containing the pillow then back up at the ceiling. With a low sound of rage she finally rolled out of the bed and stalked over to the chair. She angrily snatched up the pillow then walked over to her dresser. The brothers watched in interest as she snatched up an item from the back of the bottom drawer. They wore identical expressions of surprise when they identified the item as the t-shirt they’d given her. Briana wasted no time stomping back to the bed and arranging herself under the covers face down. She wiggled the pillow under her hips with legs spread on either side then gathered the shirt under her nose in her hand. She started to slowly rock her hips under the covers while smelling the shirt. Her breaths and moans came to them over the sensitive surveillance equipment. Suddenly she stopped and breathed harshly through her mouth. Then she started again, rocking subtly until she had to stop again. She kept up this pattern of self stimulation until she finally fell fast asleep on her stomach with the well used pillow still between her thighs. The twins had sported identical hard-ons after witnessing their woman bring herself to the brink over and over again.
Connor cleared his throat with some difficulty. “I bet that pillow is soaked.”
Liam snorted. “Yep. I guess we’ll have to hide it from the housekeeper so Briana isn’t embarrassed.”
Connor grinned. “Yeah, I have a feeling she’ll be using it again.”
*****
Liam’s eyes darkened at the memory of watching Briana masturbate while smelling his and Connor’s scents. He rolled Briana gently on to her back and looked down at her sprawled in the rich bedding. “Open for me.” He ordered. After looking at him for a moment with startled eyes, Briana hesitantly opened her legs. “Wider.” He prompted in a rough voice. Briana immediately shifted her limbs out as he commanded. “”Expose yourself to me.” She surprised him by unbuttoning the bodice of her gown after pulling up her skirt to expose the dark red thatch of trimmed pussy hair framing moist pink cunt lips. Liam groaned in satisfaction at the sight. “I’m going to check you to see if you’re keeping our cunt moist for us.” He slid a tan hand down her slightly curved stomach then over dark red curls. His blunt middle finger probed gently in the sopping seam between her plump outer lips. Briana closed her eyes and bit her lip at his attentions. A sighing moan shivered out of her as he continued. Liam gently opened up her outer labia and moved his finger up to gently trace around her engorged clitoris. He could definitely see the results of her self stimulation schedule when looking at her clit. It was obviously engorged and appeared to be slightly raw from all of the attention it had received in the previous week. Looking up into Briana’s face, he stirred around her needy nub. Her hips bucked and she whimpered deep in her throat.
“Please Sir...”
He could see her inner cunt lips flutter as if they were looking for something to fill them. Taking pity on her, he roughly thrust his index and middle fingers into her clinging passage. He was amazed at how smoothly he pierced her tissues, like a hot knife through butter. She was certainly wet enough! He left his fingers in her pulsing sheath and shifted up in the bed. Her exposed breasts tempted him though he hadn’t planned to pay any attention to them until later in the evening. He looked in satisfaction at the erect tips and areolae displayed before him. They’d darkened in color and the nipples had slightly lengthened since he’d started sucking on them regularly. He couldn’t wait until her breasts started to swell and enlarge as he continued his ministrations over the next year. He was hoping she’d grow at least one cup size over the next few months. The fact that he could actually control her body to such an extent was a huge turn on for him. He felt his already hard cock swell and harden even more against its denim prison. With a muttered imprecation he latched onto the nearest breast and started sucking hard. He could feel Briana’s vagina flutter around his still fingers as he devoured her ivory orb. He disconnected with an audible pop and surveyed his handiwork in satisfaction. Her nipple was now bright red and poking out at least a half an inch over a dark pink areola. He rolled Briana over on her side facing him and switched to her the other breast so they would match. Briana’s cries and moans increased as he continued. Her hips undulated against his still hand.
“Please Sir.”
Liam disengaged and looked up at her with a frown. “You are not allowed to come. If you do, you’ll earn another punishment. Do you understand?”
Briana opened up her lashes and looked at him with molten pools of green. “Yes Sir.” She breathed. “If I might ask...when will I be allowed?” She trailed off.
Liam smiled reassuringly. “Don’t worry. You’ll be allowed to come tonight when we all...consummate our relationship.”
Relief was evident on Briana’s strained face. “Okay. Thank you Sir.”
“My pleasure.” After answering her question, Liam returned to his pleasurable task with diligence.
Chapter Five – Consummation
Briana stood in front of the bathroom mirror finishing up her makeup. As she carefully stroked mascara on her eyelashes she took a deep breath and reflected on her afternoon interlude with Liam. After driving her crazy with his attentions, Liam had climbed out of bed and pulled her up to a sitting position. “You need to shower and get ready for dinner.” He looked her up and down. “Light ma
keup and hair down. Wear a robe and wait for one of us to come up and help you dress.” He leaned over to kiss her cheek. “Let us pamper you.” Feeling slightly self conscious, Briana nodded her head. Liam lifted her chin with the edge of her hand. “You are worth it you know?” He looked steadily into her eyes. Blinking rapidly, Briana nodded her head again then smiled shyly up at him through her lashes. Warmth glimmered in Liam’s cobalt eyes and he leaned forward to kiss her on her forehead. “I’m so glad you are home with us where you belong.” With her head flexed forward, Briana allowed a small frown to pass across her face. She only saw this as a temporary assignment. After her year was up, she planned to pass the pub back into her father’s capable hands and return to her job in San Francisco. The way Liam and Connor were acting she was afraid that they planned a future with her past the year they’d contracted.
The sound of the bedroom door opening brought Briana back to the present. She capped the mascara and placed it in her makeup case. She walked out of the bathroom to find Connor waiting for her. Her brow furrowed as she took in the items he held up. A dark green, so dark that it almost looked black dress hung on a padded hanger held in his left hand. The portrait bodice flared out to cap sleeves. As her gaze moved down the dress, her eyes caught on the incredibly small waist which then flared out to a tulip shaped, knee length skirt. Her frown deepened. There was no way she would be able to fit the waist. Oh! Her attention turned to the items held on the hanger in his right hand. A shiny black corset was clipped on the hanger with matching black stockings draped over the middle. So that was how she would fit! A small shiver began low in her belly. Though she’d never worn a corset before, she’d always been drawn to shape wear that compressed her waist. When she’d gone through the evaluation for Discrete Assignments she’d admitted to this little quirk of hers. Obviously, they’d shared this information on her profile. She walked over to stand in front of Connor and looked up into his eyes; waiting for his direction.
Connor smiled inside at the obvious flare of arousal he’d seen in Briana’s eyes when she saw the corset. Now she looked up at him with dark pools of green; waiting patiently. “Drop your robe.” Briana complied instantly. The pale pink garment pooled around her bare feet. Her sensitive nipples instantly stood to attention under his appraisal. “Turn around and lean over the bed with legs apart and arms bent ninety degrees.” Briana’s respiration rate picked up slightly at his command. She took a deep breath and turned around. Now totally nude, she leaned over and placed her arms as instructed. “Legs further apart.” She shifted her legs until it was almost uncomfortable. “Stop...perfect. Keep your eyes cast down.” Trembling slightly, Briana maintained the position. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Connor carefully place the items of clothing on the bed to her left. She jumped slightly when a large hand gently brushed one buttock then the other. “Still a little pink Luv.” The caresses became more firm. “Sore at all?”
Briana had to clear her throat before answering. “A bit Sir.”
The hand glided up to the small of her back then she felt both of his hands gripping at either side of her waist. Briana’s knees buckled at the sensation. “Hmmm...she likes her waist compressed. I think the corset will hit the right switches in my new little sub.” Briana felt a thrill in her crotch at his words. She was very afraid that he was right.
The hands left her waist and Briana jumped again at a sharp smack over first one then the other sore buttock. “I’d hate for you to lose the lovely blush you have my dear.” His brogue had roughened as he caressed her body. Now it turned to all business. “It is time to start your position training Luv. When Liam or I say Lean Over we expect you to drop everything and take this position. If you are wearing clothing, you will need to expose your lovely little cunt to us as quickly as possible. Most of the time, we will expect you to use a bed or another piece of furniture to support yourself. Occasionally we will expect you to grab your ankles or place your hands flat on the floor.” He paused for a moment. “Why don’t we try that right now? Stand back from the bed and assume the position.” Briana gracefully returned to standing then leaned over to place her hands flat on the ground. Connor took in the beauty displayed before him. Her exposed pink pussy lips gleamed with arousal fluids. His voice roughened again. “Uh, very good Luv. You are quite flexible.”
Briana spoke from her flexed position. Auburn hair streamed around her head to tickle the thick carpeting. It also served to muffle her voice slightly. “Yoga Sir.”
Connor tapped the insides of her ankles with the toe of his dress boot. “A little wider.” Briana shuffled her feet out. “Good. Okay now you can return to standing.” Briana stood up quickly then swayed a little. Connor reached out a hand. “Whoa...watch it Bri.” He steadied her until she regained her equilibrium by wrapping his hands around her upper arms. “Time to dress you up for your welcome home dinner.” He used his grasp on her arms to gently turn her around to face him. He smiled at the sight of Briana’s pink cheeks surrounded by rumpled locks. He affectionately pushed back the tangle mass from her cheeks. “Though you would be just as lovely the way you are right now.”
Briana smiled up at him shyly through thick lashes. “Thank you Sir.”
They exchanged affectionate looks for a moment before Connor cleared his throat. He turned to the clothing on the bed and grabbed the corset. “You will be wearing a similar corset every day. You’ll need Liam’s or my help putting it on and taking it off.” He efficiently undid the hook and eye fasteners on the front of the garment. “Here, let’s wrap this around you.” He arranged the foundation garment around Briana’s torso under her upraised arms. Looking deeply into her eyes, he slowly fastened the front of shaper until it rested snugly under her bosom. He matter-of-factly pulled up the demi cups to rest under her breasts while exposing her nipples. “Turn around Luv.” Briana obediently turned around. Connor grasped the corset strings and started to slowly tighten them; first over her ribcage and then around her waist. Briana felt a tingle in her crotch as he compressed her waist even smaller than it was naturally. Strong hands grasped her hips and turned her to face the full length standing oval mirror in the corner of the room. Briana gasped as she took in the image she presented. Riotous dark red curls framed her flushed face. The tightly laced corset took her already voluptuous figure to new heights. She now was shaped in a vintage hourglass with the black satin ending right above her neatly trimmed auburn bush. Connor’s possessive hands cupped her shoulders then slid down to skim over her nipped in waist and full hips. Glowing dark blue eyes met startled green in the mirror. “Gorgeous Luv.” Connor whispered against a pale shell like ear. His hand lifted to idly strum over an already erect nipple. A whimper rose in Briana’s throat. His hand dropped. “Now it’s time for the dress...and shoes.” He picked up the dress and ordered in a firm voice. “Arms up.” She complied and Connor dropped the rich fabric over her head. After firmly arranging the bodice over her breasts he zipped up the back. “Even more gorgeous Luv.” He dropped a kiss to the top of her exposed shoulders. “Let’s get you in your shoes.” He walked over to the walk-in closet and pulled a box off of one of the shelves. “Sit down Bri.” Briana sat down on the bed. Connor picked up one of the sheer black stockings still on the bed and gently rolled it from the top down. “Point your toe.” Briana complied and he efficiently roll first one stocking then the other up her smooth white legs. As he reached the top, she obligingly lifted her skirt so he could attach the stockings to the garters on the bottom of her corset. Once the stockings were attached, he grabbed the box and opened it. Briana was surprised to see sky high shiny black heels. Connor ran a shaking hand down her shin and grasped her ankle to lift first one leg then the other. He placed the impossibly high heels on each foot. “So sexy. He ran his hands up and down her shins. He imperiously held out a hand. “Stand up.”
Briana accepted his hand and came to standing. She teetered a little bit on the unfamiliarly high heels then righted herself with Connor’s help. S
he turned to look at herself in the mirror again. In the reflective surface, she saw a striking, curvy woman with a mass of auburn curls caressing ivory cheeks topped by bright green eyes. The dark green bodice of the dress hugged her figure closely; nipping in to hug her tiny waist then flaring out to full hips before belling down to just above her knees. The high heels accentuated the length of her shapely legs. She absently cupped the sides of her breasts and ran them down the slick material to her hips. She turned to Connor in excitement. “I love it. Thank you!” He smiled at her indulgently for a moment then reached into his back pocket.
“Turn back to look in the mirror Luv. I think your look may be missing something.” After frowning at him in confusion, Briana wheeled around carefully on her high heels. She saw Connor open a box and step behind her as he pulled something out of a long thin box in his hand. After throwing the box on the bed carelessly, he wrapped a black glimmering choker around her neck. Pulling his bottom lip between his teeth, Connor painstakingly closed the clasp then smoothed the intricate piece of jewelry over her white skin. At first look, it resembled some sort of barbaric piece of Celtic jewelry with numerous whorls, Celtic knots and what appeared to be thorns. Briana raised a shaking finger to run it over the delicate surface then walked to get a closer look in the mirror. Her finger found a stylized ‘K’ in the middle of the design then she traced the smaller ‘C’ and ‘L’ on either side of the ‘K’. She doubted that anyone else would notice the letters and would instead think that it was a Celtic chandelier necklace.
