by Tara Rose
“Now sit down,” said Zach, giving her hair a slight tug. “We’re not done with the flogger yet.”
Gina lowered her body onto what felt more like an incline bench than a chair. Someone knelt in front of her and unbuttoned her blouse. She smelled Harrison’s cologne, but she could also still smell leather. When the buttons were undone, he unhooked her front-closing bra and made satisfied noises in the back of his throat as her breasts tumbled free.
“Take off the blouse and bra. It will be easier.” Zach’s voice sounded like it came from above her. Harrison removed her clothes, and then he moved behind the bench and brought her arms around the back. Again her wrist cuffs were fastened to the side of the bench, but this time her back was slightly arched so that her boobs were thrust out.
She heard movement in front again, and struggled to keep breathing as she listened for a clue as to what they were doing, or about to do.
“Wow,” said Zach. “Fucking beautiful.”
“Yes, she is.” Harrison’s voice was almost reverent. The realization that both men were staring down at her nearly naked body almost made her come. She ached for them to touch her.
The bench started to move, and Gina yelped. “Just lowering the head a bit,” said Zach. When it stopped moving, she was leaning back at approximately a thirty-degree angle. “And you can raise the seat.” The bottom half of the bench moved up, so that it thrust her hips in the air. “Gina, spread your legs wide.”
She did as Zach asked. Her entire body was now trembling. This was getting serious, and Zach was firmly a part of it now. How would she look him in the eyes on Monday morning?
Someone pulled off her skirt. “Spread them wider.” That was Zach’s voice, and it came from between her legs. She moved her legs apart a bit more, and the cuffs around her ankles were fastened to the bench. The result was that she could only move her head again, and both her pussy and her breasts were completely exposed.
“Now raise the entire bench.” She began to ascend, and this time because Zach had said something first it didn’t startle her, but by the time he stopped, she wondered how high off the ground she was.
“You never, ever want to leave a sub alone while she’s restrained, and especially not on this thing. She could fall if she somehow got free of the restraints.”
The flogger tails brushed against her nipples gently, and she cried out, not from pain or fear, but rather from surprise. A sound like hard leather slapping against skin made her jump, until she realized it hadn’t struck her.
“That was a small paddle, and Zach is holding it.”
They were both going to do this. It was official. Gina Santori was knee-deep in the middle of a three-way. She wasn’t sure which revelation surprised her more. That Harrison was all right with it, or that Zach had obviously wormed his way into this scene tonight.
How long had Zach wanted this? Was it merely the heat-of-the-moment, or had she missed the signs along the way? Her mind wandered back to the cartoon he’d drawn her, and she couldn’t help but wonder how far this would go tonight. She hoped it would go all the way, because she wanted him. She wanted them both.
Chapter Nine
Gina moaned loudly as the flogger whistled through the air. It struck her across the nipples, and it stung like crazy. But the accompanying flood of pleasure was crazy fun, and she turned her face to the side and just let it consume her. After the first couple of strikes with the flogger, the paddle struck her right on the pussy and she yelled several curse words.
“Was that supposed to be a safeword?” asked Zach, his voice dripping with humor.
“N–No, Sir. Just surprised.”
He chuckled softly and began to hit her again. She moaned as both toys struck her over and over again. The pain was becoming uncomfortable, but it was still not nearly as urgent as her overwhelming need to come. Surely they could see by now that her pussy was soaked. She heard movement, and when both toys began to strike her again, the impact was a bit different, as if they had changed places.
Gina tossed her head back and forth as her moans became a steady stream of loud cries and incomprehensible words. She was lost in a sea of new and exquisite sensations, where pain and pleasure became one, and she never wanted it to end.
As they had earlier, several emotions rushed to the surface, and this time Gina just let them happen instead of analyzing them. As she did, she became hyperaware of sounds and scents that she hadn’t noticed earlier. Someone had recently used pine cleaner or furniture polish. Outside, a fire engine siren wailed in the distance, while close to her, she could now distinguish between Harrison’s breathing and that of Zach’s as two distinct sounds.
When they stopped, she lay panting, moving her head from side to side, trying to figure out where they each were. She heard rustling and wondered what they were doing. Someone kissed her, rough and deep and with a practiced tongue. It wasn’t Harrison. She was sure of it. It wasn’t his cologne she now smelled. She opened her mouth to let Zach’s tongue inside, and then his hands were on her breasts, tugging at them and teasing the nipples to taut peaks.
Between her legs, fingertips brushed the insides of her thighs, and then moved to her wet pussy and throbbing clit. A tongue licked her in long, slow strokes and a finger flicked her clit with each pass of the tongue. She was going to come. There was no way to stop it. When he sucked her clit, she exploded in a blinding climax. Zach released the kiss, and her screams tore through the room.
Zach sucked her nipples, teasing them with tiny bites as well. She heard a condom wrapper, and then someone’s dick was sliding into her soaked pussy. Obviously the rustling she’d heard had been them taking off their clothes. Her head was turned to the side by strong hands, and a cock was brushed across her lips. She didn’t hesitate to open her mouth and take it inside. Now she was certain it wasn’t Harrison’s because this one was a bit thinner than she remembered his being, but it was just as long.
Zach held her head with both hands as he fucked her mouth, and that excited her even more. Harrison was still fucking her pussy, and now she could hear his soft moans. Was that because he enjoyed watching her suck Zach’s dick? That thought brought on another impending climax.
Zach pulled out and so did Harrison. She could have sworn she heard them high-five each other as they moved past her, and she nearly laughed again. She heard another condom wrapper open, and then Harrison’s unsheathed cock was in her mouth and Zach’s dick was in her pussy. Zach played with her clit while he fucked her, and the orgasm that had started out small grew to insane heights within minutes.
She still had Harrison’s dick in her mouth when she came, and she was careful not to bite down. Her cries were muffled because her mouth was totally full, and as the reality of what was happening washed over her, she came again.
Harrison pulled out and kissed her, but Gina could barely kiss him back. She was overcome with wave after wave of contractions from her ongoing orgasm, as well as so many emotions that she could hardly keep up with them all. She stopped trying. Nothing in her deepest, darkest fantasies had prepared her for anything like this. She loved it, and she wanted more. The desire to please them both was strong, and it surprised her, because Gina was used to pleasing herself and no one else.
They unfastened her cuffs from the bench, and Harrison asked if she needed to use the bathroom. She told him she did need to, but once she sat up and her blindfold was removed, the first thing she did was pull him into a gentle embrace, protocol be damned. “Thank you,” she whispered.
He pulled away and looked into her eyes with so much tenderness that she was taken aback. “I’m so glad you’re all right with this.”
“I’m glad that you are, Harrison. Surprised, but glad.”
Zach was behind her, massaging her shoulders. She took her arms from around Harrison and turned, tentatively reaching for him, wondering if he’d tell her that it wasn’t allowed or that she was trying to control the scene. But his gaze was soft as he embraced her and kissed
her neck. “Thank you, Gina. I promise this won’t change anything at work. What happens here will stay here.”
“Thank you, Zach. Thank you for all of this.”
After she used the bathroom, she returned to find both men on the sofa, talking quietly. She hoped they were both telling her the truth in that this was all right with them, especially Harrison. It was so erotic, but the last thing she wanted was for either man to have unvoiced doubts. Gina preferred to have everything out in the open. She didn’t want to play head games or have either man think she was hiding something from the other.
“Okay, guys. Now what?”
The corners of Zach’s mouth turned up. “Gina, from now on, when you enter this room or any room where we are during a scene, you will face us with your eyes downcast. Is that understood?”
She stared at Zach for a few seconds before his words sunk in. From now on? Did that mean they planned to repeat this? A thrill ran through her at the thought of that. She snapped her gaze to the floor. “Yes, Sir.”
“That’s better. You will also kneel before us and wait until we give you permission to speak.”
“Would you like me to kneel now, Sir?”
“Yes.”
Gina dropped to her knees. This was all so foreign to her, but she was enjoying it. It was refreshing not to have to make the decisions for a change. Who would have known she’d find giving up some control to be so freeing. She was overwhelmed as it was, and having them both take it out of her hands gave her the ability to allow the pleasure to take over and free her mind from having to analyze it. She could simply give in and let it consume her body.
“You may stand, Gina, and come over to the bed,” said Harrison.
“Thank you, Sarge.” Gina stood and walked over to the bed where both men joined her. Zach patted the mattress and she crawled on top of it, her gaze on his handsome face.
“Lie on your back, Gina.”
She did, and then Zach put the blindfold back on her. “I think you liked not knowing which of us was doing what, didn’t you?” His voice washed over her like tiny electric sparks fizzing over her skin.
“Yes, Sir. I did like that very much.”
“I think you’ll enjoy this, then. Make sure you use a safeword if you need to, Gina. This is a bit edgy.”
She drew in a sharp breath. She’d assumed they were going to paddle or flog her again. As she listened to them walking around the room, it was impossible to figure out what they were doing, and that went against the grain for her. Finally, both of them crawled onto the bed and moved her arms apart, one on each side, and then soft rope was wrapped around each wrist. She felt slight tugging, which suggested to her that they were tying the other ends of the rope to the headboard or some other point of attachment.
Then they did the same thing to her ankles, so that she was spread-eagled on the bed. A tongue teased her nipples, and another one teased her pussy lips. Gina purred deep in her throat. If this was what Zach thought of as “edgy,” she’d gladly submit to it all night long.
Something cold was brushed across her nipples, and she yelped. A tongue licked her, and then what she assumed was ice followed again. Okay. She could handle this. Ice wasn’t so bad, and the warmth of his tongue alternating with it was quite arousing.
When the same thing was done to her pussy lips, she moaned. Whoever was doing that added the extra touch of blowing hot breath across her clit and brushing the ice, and then his tongue, over the opening to her asshole as well. The sensations together were exquisite, and had her writhing her hips on the bed.
The soft chuckle she now recognized as Zach’s only enhanced her arousal, but she didn’t know where it had come from, and so she still wasn’t sure who was doing what. The men moved around often, taking turns, and she lost track of who might be where. Finally, she gave up trying to figure it out and simply let go. She suspected now that part of the reason for the blindfold was to teach her to relinquish total control, and it was finally working.
She didn’t have to know who was where, or whether the next touch on her nipples or her clit would be a tongue or ice. She only had to feel it, and allow it to send her passion to crazy heights. One of them moved off the bed, and the next thing she felt on her left breast was hot. She drew in a sharp breath, and then moaned as the area was rubbed with ice. Had the stinging warmth been from candle wax? She wasn’t sure, but this time it didn’t matter.
She simply gave in and enjoyed the competing sensations of ice, hot wax, and a warm wet tongue on her breasts and pussy lips. Occasionally her clit and anus would be licked in long, slow strokes, forcing loud moans from her as an orgasm inched closer each time. They had to know she was out of her mind with the need to come.
When they finally stopped, she was panting and moaning almost constantly. They untied her, and Zach told her to turn over onto her stomach. Once she did, he told her to get up on her hands and knees, and then he placed what felt like a large rounded yoga bolster under her lower abdomen. He told her to drape herself over it and she did, then her arms were tied behind her back. Someone removed her shoes and socks, and then rope was placed around her ankles. Her legs were spread apart, and the rope around her ankles was fastened to something.
The result was that her ass was up in the air, her pussy exposed, and her breasts hung free. Her legs were bent at the knees, but she couldn’t move them. She heard movement around the room, but this time she didn’t try and identify its source. This was more fun and so much more erotic than she’d ever have believed possible, and she was glad to know they weren’t done yet.
The mattress shifted, suggesting they’d both crawled back onto the bed, and then someone slapped what felt like a strap across her nipples. It stung, and she drew in a sharp breath. When he did it again, she realized it wasn’t a strap. It had more than one tail, but the strike was far more biting than the one the large flogger had delivered.
She was about to ask what it was when her ass cheeks were struck with something sharp and painful, one at a time. Gina tossed her head back and forth, tensing with each strike. Every few hits, the man punishing her breasts would stop and massage them, gently teasing the nipples with his fingertips. The one smacking her ass would do the same to both cheeks, and he also caressed her pussy and asshole.
Gina soon grew used to the pain, and once again it became mixed up with the delicious pleasure they gave her each time they stopped. At one point she thought they’d changed places, but she couldn’t be sure. All coherent thought was gone. Her nipples ached, her ass cheeks were seriously on fire, and her pussy was swollen with the need to have a dick inside it again.
Tears flowed down her cheeks and into her open mouth. When a warm, wet finger was gently inserted into her asshole, she moaned loudly. She heard a condom wrapper and then one of them was fucking her pussy. Hands reached around to gently cup her breasts. She had no idea if they both were back there or just one.
Another condom was unwrapped, the man inside her pussy pulled his dick out, and the other one slid his cock inside. There was still a finger in her ass, and now it began to move in time with the thrusting dick. The sensation was unlike anything she’d experienced before, and Gina couldn’t hold back any longer. A slow, gentle climax washed over her, sending continuous contractions throughout her body.
She couldn’t think anymore. She could only feel as they took turns fucking her pussy, massaging her breasts, and fingering her asshole. Everything was sore, but it was a sweet pain, and she didn’t want it to stop.
When it finally did, she was untied again and offered water. She drank it greedily, and then Zach told her to walk with him again. Gina could barely stand. If they spanked her ass with anything else, she wasn’t sure she could handle it. She was placed in front of a chair, but when she sat down it didn’t feel like the same chair they’d had her in before. This one was upright, and she was told to put her arms around the back. The rope was tightened so that her wrists were together, and then her ankles were tied as well, bu
t her legs were together this time.
Two hard, slick dicks teased her breasts, her face and her mouth. “Keep your mouth closed until we tell you to open it, Gina.” Zach’s voice sounded raspy and rough. Surely both of them were close to coming by now. Their stamina amazed and excited her.
Their cocks slapped against her nipples and her closed lips, and Gina began to moan. Strong hands held her head still while one of them brushed the head of his cock back and forth across her lips. She wanted so badly to taste it. When one of them did the same thing to her nipples, her moans became loud cries through her closed mouth.
“Should we let her suck us?” asked Harrison. He sounded like he was ready to explode.
“I think we should make her ask for it.” Zach’s voice sent a wave of tiny contractions straight to her swollen clit. How did he do that? “Beg us, Gina. Tell us what you want.”
“Please…”
“Tell us exactly what you want to do.”
“I want to suck your dicks. Please…”
“We’ll come inside your mouth if you do.”
Gina groaned loudly.
“We’ll come on your fucking gorgeous tits, and on your face, and in your hair.”
She couldn’t take any more. “Please…Sir…Sarge…please. Fuck my mouth. Come on anything you want. Please…”
“Open your mouth.”
Gina didn’t hesitate. A swollen dick slid inside her mouth, and she savored the musky taste. The other cock began to slap against the side of her face while the man in her mouth shoved his dick inside deeper. She moaned in the back of her throat as he fucked her. She wrapped her lips tightly around it, and almost came as he groaned in pleasure. She had no idea whose dick it was, and she no longer cared.
They took turns fucking her mouth and slapping their dicks against her face and nipples. She’d never had anything like this done to her before, and she loved it. She couldn’t move anything, including her head, and that only made her arousal greater.
