by Avery Gale
She was taking deep breaths trying to calm herself down when she felt the air shift again. Then another southern accent, but this one much softer—aw, the southern charmer, Logan. “Oh, sugar, your ass is a lovely deep pink. Master Gage did a fine job of warming you up.” Warming me up? Are you fucking kidding me? If that was a warm up I think I need to reevaluate my plan to stick around for the pleasure part of this little Dommie Dark Show. She felt him lean down and his words were spoken directly in her ear, “Might want to take care to not speak those thoughts aloud again, sugar.” She gasped in surprise and firmly clamped her lips together. She’d heard the laughter in his voice and swore she’d heard a snort of laughter from off to the side, but she was determined to not screw up again.
When Logan moved back behind her again she felt something cool and soft moving over her hot ass cheeks. “Now, my Dom brothers each have very specific ideas about punishment techniques. But I think a Dom needs to be flexible and make sure what he uses is just right for the sub he’s working with, so I’m going to be using something that can be used for pleasure or it can give a nice bite also. I’m also going to spread my strikes out so that you don’t get too much in one spot.” Just then she felt what felt like a dozen tiny sparks of pain. The blows were fast and didn’t really hurt that much at first but by the time he’d finished the warm feeling had turned to red-hot flames. She was fairly certain you’d be able to smell her skin burning if you just tried.
She knew she was crying but didn’t care because she had earned the pain, and it felt like it was working to break loose something dark inside of her. Just as she was starting to get her breathing back under control, she heard Kalen’s voice and immediately felt like she’d been thrown a lifeline. “Angel, you are doing very well. You are making your Master very proud. He is a very fortunate man. The Universe sent him a very special gift in that little rowboat.”
She heard murmurs of agreement from the side, but it was Ian’s voice that stood out. “Yes, it did. A gift I plan to take very good care of, I assure you.” And just that quickly, all the pain suddenly faded to the back of her mind. His declaration broke through the last barrier she’d erected, and she felt herself beginning to understand the power of submission. She felt more complete than she had in years.
“Aww, sweet angel. I can see by your body’s response that your Master’s words have gone straight to your heart, just as they were supposed to. I’m going to lay four stripes across your ass with a cane. The pain will be intense, but I want you to breathe through it, let it wash over you as you would the warm waves of the ocean on a hot summer day.” She had been so entranced with his words she was totally unprepared for his first strike with the cane.
She felt the first two but then something in her mind broke, and she felt like she was floating outside her own body. It was as if she’d stepped through Alice’s looking glass and everything was the opposite of what it should be, because the pain was nothing but pure, undiluted pleasure. She felt another pair of hands touching her and thought maybe she’d been tilted back up. Then she heard words that she didn’t fully understand before she heard a sharp crack split the air. Following each loud crack there was icy, heated pleasure drawn in sharp lines diagonally down her ass. Two one direction and then two going the other way, and then she heard her Master tell her to come, and her entire world exploded into color. Someone was screaming, and she wondered if that woman was enjoying the same light show she was seeing.
Chapter 23
Watching Callie take the last half of her punishment with grace and dignity had been a life-changing experience for Ian. He knew that Gage hadn’t hit her overly hard with the paddle, the pain she had felt was likely as much from surprise as real discomfort. And he’d had to work hard not to laugh out loud at her comments when Logan had referred to Gage’s strokes as a warm-up. But as he’d watched her under Kalen’s cane, he’d nearly stopped the scene. Thank God she’d gone immediately in to sub-space because her pain-filled scream had nearly shredded his heart.
As Jace had used the single-tail to lay four narrow strips of fire that Ian was sure she hadn’t even registered, Kalen had stepped up alongside him. “Ian, I know this was hard for you. But she needed to prove to you that she could do it or she would never have felt worthy. She really is quite exquisite, and I meant what I told her. She is a wonderful gift. Let her into your heart—let her heal whatever it is that haunts you.” Jace was the only one of his staff who knew any of the details of his past, but that didn’t mean his other friends didn’t know he was less than whole. He’d been very grateful for Kalen’s words because he’d been questioning his decision to finish the scene, and now he was able to see that it had been necessary for both of them.
Ian stepped up as the others released Callie from the bench. They had rubbed her limbs, making sure the stiffness would be minimal, and then Ian stepped up with the benzo-aloe gel Mitch had invented. The stuff was perfect for sub aftercare because it had a topical anesthetic and also soothed the burn in deeper tissues. Considering Callie’s inability to use most painkillers safely, he had decided this was the best option. They hadn’t laid her on the bed to treat her because they’d wanted to make sure she was fully cognizant before beginning the part they’d all been looking forward to.
Ian stepped in front of Callie and smoothed the sweat-dampened curls from her tear-stained face. “You did so well, love. I am honored and humbled by your trust. And now I am looking forward to playing with you in a whole new—and much more pleasurable—way. Come on, love.” Stopping next to the table they’d be using, he saw the concern in her expression despite not being able to see her eyes. “We’ve chosen this table because we’ll all have easy access to you, it raises and lowers easily, and it is spectacularly comfortable—just don’t fall asleep on us, pet.” He smiled at her relieved expression. He could tell she had wanted to speak, but had caught herself before the words had made their way out. “Since this is a reward, I’m going to let you speak unless you are specifically told not to—but, I want you to remember to keep your words respectful. We will all enjoy hearing your pleasure, Carlin.”
Ian leaned forward and kissed her on the very tip of her nose. “Enjoy, baby—you have earned this treat.” He slowly turned her so that she faced Kalen. “Kalen will be starting things off, I’ll let him explain.” He stepped back and couldn’t help the small bit of satisfaction he got from seeing her quick glance to confirm he was still close. Her shy smile warmed his heart. She belonged to him, and he was pleased that her heart seemed to be catching up with her soul.
He never tired of hearing Kalen explain the link between massage and the release of sexual energy so that it could freely flow to all parts of the body. Watching as Kalen explained the joys of Tantric massage, it was easy to see excitement and interest in her body language. Her entire body was flushing, and he smiled as she enthusiastically nodded her assent. Ian had heard more than one sub say that Kalen’s voice alone was enough to get them off, and judging by Callie’s rapt attention, he was starting to think it might be true.
He stepped up to listen and watch after Kalen had gotten his beautiful sub settled on the bench. The hole in bottom for her lovely face allowed her to stay flat and kept her spine straight. Kalen explained all the intricacies of spinal alignment as he began with soft touches to awaken nerve endings. It was interesting to listen as his friend wove a web of seduction tighter around Callie until there was nowhere to go and her only escape was to surrender to the desire.
As he worked her sore shoulders and back muscles, Ian could hear her soft sighs. But as Kalen’s hands moved further down, the sighs became soft moans of pleasure. Kalen leaned over and said, “Open your legs for me, angel. I want to feel my fingers sliding through your beautiful pussy. The ancients likened it to a rose that opens when the woman is aroused.”
Ian knew the instant Kalen had put his fingers inside because he heard her softly whispered, “Yes, oh God, yes, it feels so good.” His cock was so hard he was
sure he was going to have a permanent zipper imprint. Kalen looked up and nodded once and then Ian saw him rotate his wrist slightly and knew his friend was pressing on the soft, spongy spot that would send Callie flying in no time.
“Does that feel good, angel-girl? Hold your release for me. Don’t come yet, hold off for me. It’ll be so much sweeter.” Ian could hear the sweet slurping sounds of Callie’s pussy milking Kalen’s fingers and saw her stiffen just as Kalen whispered, “Come for me, angel.” Ian wished he could see her face, she was always so beautiful when she was lost in the throes of release.
Kalen had assured him that she would be totally energized after the orgasm he would give her, and Ian was pleased to see Callie seemed hyperaware as he helped her sit up. Smoothing the backs of his fingers down her soft cheeks, he couldn’t help but smile at the look of anticipation on her face. “It sounded like you enjoyed Master Kalen’s massage, pet. Tell me.”
“Oh, Master, it was amazing. I feel like I have so much more energy now. I really think you guys shouldn’t tease him about studying those ancient mystics. Holy crapping crickets it is amazing, and you should really try it sometime, seriously.” He finally placed his fingers over her lips, stilling her. Hell, he was worried she wasn’t ever going to come up for air. How the hell could anyone talk so long without stopping to breathe anyway?
“Pet, if it was a couple’s massage class, perhaps I’d join you, but Master Kalen is not going to be giving me a massage—ever.” He heard the other men’s laughter from the back of the room. “Now, Masters Logan and Gage will be working together, so lie back down and enjoy. When they are finished, Master Jace and I will be taking you back to the master suite. We have something special planned for you.” He knew she was surprised when he turned her around and Logan and Gage were standing right behind her. Damn special ops guys move like fucking cats, used to spook the shit out of me, too, Callie. God, she is amazing. She’s smart, sweet, and submissive to the bone. And she’s MINE!
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Callie had been surprised when Ian turned her, and she came face-to-face with Logan. “Oh, sugar, we are going to make you feel so good. Let’s get you up on to this nice comfy table. There you go. Now, lie back. Master Kalen’s treatment was focused on your back, and we’re going to make sure this beautiful front receives equal attention.” Callie smiled up at him and wondered how she was ever going to survive being the focus of these two Doms’ southern charms. As she lay back she thought about the fact that she was stark naked in a room with five Dominant Alpha men and she wasn’t even frightened. Heck, she’d been afraid of being in a room alone with a man for years. But there wasn’t any fear at all with these men.
Suddenly she noticed Gage standing over her looking at her intently. He smiled and glanced up at Ian. “You’re right, boss, she does check out now and again. Hmm, let’s see if we can’t take care of your woman’s distraction problem for a bit, shall we?” Did he just call me Ian’s woman? Oh boy.
Logan stepped up on the other side of the table and held up a pair of strange things that looked like a circle within a circle with little set screws on each side. They were connected by a beautiful gold chain that looked like it had been braided using white, yellow, and rose gold. Running it through his fingers, Logan looked up at her and asked, “Pretty isn’t it, sugar?” When she agreed with him, he held up the small circles and inquired about them as well. “Do you know what these are?”
“No, well, not really, but…well, maybe. I read a couple of Master’s…oh, drat.” She hadn’t intended to mention raiding Ian’s library, and now she’d busted herself right out.
She heard Ian’s soft chuckle from the shadows to her left. “Pet, I knew you’d read the books in the library. You are welcome to read anything in there, I was pleased you were interested. Every room in the house except the master bath is wired for sight and sound as a safety measure. Also something you might want to remember should you decide to slide those beautiful fingers over your achy pussy during the night—again.”
Stick a fork in me, I’m done. If it’s possible to die of embarrassment, I’m a goner. “Yes, Master. I’m sorry, but I missed you.”
Logan leaned down and whispered in her ear, “Nice save, sugar—very nice. You think quick, I’m impressed.” He leaned back up and smiled down at her. “Well, these are nipple clamps. They are perfect for your first time, but as you may have guessed, my part of this evening’s activities is to make sure these lovely breasts get some very special attention. I love women’s breasts. They are the soft pillows of mankind. They nurture our children and soothe the sobs of an aching heart with a soft hug. And they’re mighty fine for playing with, too.” He leaned down and sucked on first one and then the other nipple until she was squirming beneath the onslaught of his mouth and tongue. He gripped the tender flesh with his teeth and teased the tips in to ever tighter points until they were so achy she wasn’t sure she could take any more, and then he slipped the rings over her nipples and started turning the small screws until she gasped at the pressure. He paused, looked at her with an evil grin, and gave each another twist before he pronounced them to be perfect. “Those look lovely on you, they are a part of a set. Master Gage has the other pieces. They’re our ‘Welcome to the island’ gift for you. And I’m sure your Master will enjoy them as well.”
She was fighting to stay focused on his words. Was he insane? If so she hoped to Jesus it wasn’t contagious, but the evidence didn’t look very hopeful because every man in the room seemed to understand exactly what Logan was saying. Her nipples felt like they were being licked by fire. Oh shit, licking yes—but by the devil himself. Gift? What the fuck? What happened to bubble bath and sweet-smelling soaps or maybe a nice bottle of wine—yeah, now there was a welcome to the island gift I would have appreciated. When she heard soft chuckles she knew she’d done it again. “Oh shit, I mean, drat. I said that out loud, didn’t I? Lord help me, when am I ever going to learn? I tell you all way too much that way, but it’s just so much and it really hurts…a lot. And I don’t know when my boobs got put online with my pu…um, well…some other parts. It’s just too much sometimes and my overload switch must be connected to my mouth.” Just shoot me now.
Gage moved into her field of vision and held a strip of black silk where she could see it. “I’m going to blindfold you, darlin’, because that sharp little mind of yours wants to process everything at lightning speed and then those thoughts just can’t help but tumble out of your mouth. And honest to God, it amuses the shit outta me, but it’s distracting as hell, so we’ve got to get it under control before you earn yourself some more swats, and we have other things planned for you.” He didn’t waste any time shrouding her world in darkness. “Now, you’ll be able to keep busy concentrating on what you are feeling, and maybe that will quiet your mind, darlin’.” He was running his fingers down the side of her face and then just kept up the featherlight touch as he trailed down her neck. He moved around the nipple clamps, and she heard him saying how lovely she looked with her nipples all swollen and begging for attention and how he couldn’t wait to give her the rest of her gift.
Somewhere in the back of her mind she wondered what else they could have for her, hell, didn’t jewelry come in necklace and earring sets anymore? Geez, where did these guys shop anyway? Pervs Jewelers? Can’t you just imagine the jingle for that store? Thankful she had managed to keep her thoughts quiet for once, she was starting to feel kind of floaty…was that even a word? But then she felt someone strapping down her legs to the table. They had placed straps just above her knees and at her ankles. She was relieved that at least this once her legs weren’t spread from here to eternity. Just as she was planning her little happy dance of regained dignity, she felt a strange rumbling coming from under her ass. Shit, is that a motor? Oh cracker jacks, this can’t be good. Her legs glided apart and bent up at the knees while her head seemed to be tilting down further.
Just as she was going to open her mouth to speak, warm fingers pre
ssed against her lips. “Think first, sugar—are you getting ready to say your safe word?”
“Un, no, Master Logan, I was just—” She was cut off when he pressed his fingers to her lips again.
“Then you don’t have permission to speak. If I were you, I’d exercise your constitutional right to remain silent that so many subs forget about.” She heard the smile in his voice and was grateful that he’d helped her avoid making another mistake. She nodded her head and pressed her lips together. “Good girl. Now, about those clamps.”
As soon as he’d spoken the words she’d felt a tug on the chain between her breasts, and her nipples were once again set aflame. “Ahhh…Oh God…Oh God…”
“Now that is the sort of thing we enjoy hearing, sugar.” Logan’s voice was like auditory sin. Geez, his voice was nearly as hot as Kalen’s.
Callie felt the air around her stir and assumed he’d moved to her other side. But before she could figure it out, she felt fingers lightly stroking her outer labia. They didn’t get any closer or the strokes didn’t seem to be intensifying and still she felt her pussy sending juices to coat the fingers of her tormentor. She heard herself moan and tried to lift her pelvis into the touch, but all she accomplished was getting a stinging swat directly over her pussy. “Ahhhh…”
