by Avery Gale
Layla wasn’t sure how he’d known that, but she was sure he was right. “Can I ask a question, please?” She knew immediately what she’d done wrong when she saw his slight frown. “Oh, I mean, may I ask a question, please, Sir?” Ahh, pay dirt. A smiling Dom is a good thing. I don’t know much about this, but I do know that much.
“Good save, sweetness. And yes, you may.” Collin smiled at her and she tried to focus on him and not worry about what Cash was doing, because she all of the sudden realized he was no longer standing close to her. “Don’t worry about where your other Masters are, they have not left you. Now, what’s your question?”
“Oh, right…well, I read that some Doms are, well…done with a sub if he or she uses their safe word. Um…will you be…” She didn’t finish the sentence because he’d stepped up close again.
“No. We will not be done with you. Not by any stretch of the imagination, sweetness. We will stop the scene immediately and provide aftercare for you. We’ll wrap you in a blanket and get you something to drink. And we’ll all sit down and talk about what happened, where it went wrong, and what we’ll be able to do differently next time. We will be done for that day only. And the only reason I say we’ll be done for the day is that we’ll want you to have a bit of time to process everything. Now, that being said, if we are doing our jobs right, you won’t need your safe word because we’ll be watching every nuance and reaction—basically we’ll be watching every breath you take. We want you to use the word yellow if you feel like you are getting overwhelmed, that gives us all a heads-up that we need to take a minute and reassess things. That is why I was glad to hear you’d chosen The Club’s safe word system.”
Layla felt as if someone had lifted a huge burden off her shoulders. She hadn’t even realized how worried she’d been about that part of a Ds scene. When she’d read that some Doms don’t ever play with a sub again once she uses her safe word she’d felt her heart tighten at the thought of losing the three men she was already falling for in a big way. And then when she’d walked through the door of their play room and seen everything she’d panicked at the thought that she was in over her head. And then thinking there was no way she was ready for this and at the same time being afraid that she would be too petrified of losing them to use her safe word and then she’d get hurt and…. When Layla suddenly realized she’d been speaking out loud she froze.
Chapter 13
Collin had never been so swept away be the words of a sub in his entire life. When he glanced at his brothers it was clear to see they felt the same way. The fact that she had been frightened they’d dump her if she used her safe word bothered him as a Dom. God damn it, the internet was a great tool, but it was also an open door for people who wanted nothing more than to prey on innocents like the beautiful woman in front of him. But the worst was that she’d been carrying that burden around and they hadn’t known she was suffering. They’d been so busy making sure Layla understood what the three of them expected from her, that none of them had taken time to sit down with the most important person in the equation. They had failed to make sure she understood what she could expect from each of them. He had been a Dom practically since he’d first become sexually active and he had never made such a critical error—and to make it with the woman he wanted to build a future with shook him to his core.
Cash had stepped up to Layla and was just shaking his head. “Love, I am so, so sorry. If we had known this was worrying you we could have taken that burden from you easily. I want you to make us all a promise—if you ever have a concern or a question that is weighing on your heart, I want you to promise you will bring that concern to one or all of us immediately. One of the joys of a Ds relationship is that it is supposed to make your life easier. We want you to be able to let yourself go and be exactly who you are when you are with us. As your Doms we should be carrying those burdens, not you, do you understand?”
“Yes, I think so, but…well, it’s all very new and I don’t want to mess up because—” She’d stopped speaking and was biting her lower lip and Collin could see that she was trying to find the right words. None of them spoke. They just gave her the few seconds she needed to pull herself together. “Well, let’s just say, that once a long time ago, I did something that I knew then and still believe was the right thing to do. And I lost everything…my family, my home…so I’m a bit gun-shy, you know?”
Cash had nodded once and then promised, “We’re going to ask you more about that later, but for now I just want you to make that promise, love. And then I think it’s time for some pleasure.”
Layla seemed to understand that it was important to each of the men because she looked at each of them and promised to bring her concerns to them in the future rather than holding them in.
Collin breathed out a sigh of relief and stepped forward. “Thank you for that show of trust, sweetness, now, let’s play.” He smiled at her and his heart nearly melted when he saw her tiny shoulders relax, her relief evident in every bit of her body language. He led her over to a long narrow table that he knew had reminded her of the ones found in doctors’ offices. “Up you go, sweetheart. We’re going to do a little sensation play—don’t bite your lip, sweetness, you’re going to love this, I promise.”
He’d been watching her closely for any signs of hesitance or apprehension while they secured her to the table, but Collin hadn’t seen any. Rather he’d seen nothing but signs of arousal—her pulse had quickened and her eyes were so dilated there was only a narrow ring of their lovely emerald green visible now. He stepped forward and pulled a black silk scarf from his back pocket. He saw her eyes go wide when she saw what he was holding and he couldn’t help but smile because he could already smell the sweet cream her body was using to prepare her for them. “You are so beautiful all laid out for our pleasure. We want you to concentrate on all the sensations you’re going to be experiencing, and not what you are seeing. You see, really bright women are so keenly aware of their surroundings that they tend to assess visually at alarmingly rapid rates, and that requires all their concentration. But we want you to let us be responsible for all of that for a bit. And if you don’t have to process visual information it will make it much easier for you to enjoy the sensations.” He leaned forward and kissed each of her eyelids so that they closed. “Such a sweet subbie.” And then he tied the scarf securely over her eyes.
He ran a finger down the side of her face and then continued on until he was circling one of her pink nipples. The sweet peak of her breast drew up tightly and she gasped and then moaned with pleasure. “You are so responsive. Do you know what a turn-on it is to see you respond to our touch like this? Most people don’t think about the fact that Doms live for their sub’s trust and pleasure.” He leaned down and circled her nipple with his tongue and then blew a small puff of air over it. Watching as she tried to arch her back he chuckled. “Your body is chasing the feelings now that your mind has let go.”
Cash had handed a feather to Clay and Collin saw him directing their youngest brother to draw the feather lightly up and down the insides of Layla’s thighs. Just as Clay started, Cash reached under the table and hit the control that slowly widened Layla’s thighs until her legs were widely spread. Cash then handed a small pussy flogger to Collin and then moved off to ready his part of the scene.
Collin watched as Clay drew sensual patterns up and back down the tender skin on the insides of Layla’s legs. He’d caught on quickly as Collin had known he would. Clay was varying not only the pressure but he was keeping the patterns random so she would never be sure where the feather was going to trail next. Collin pointed out her shallow breaths and nodded to Clay so that he knew this was exactly where they wanted her to be. When he gave Clay a quick signal for wind down, Collin watched as he danced the feather over her ivory-skinned perfection until he was able to speak into her ear, “You are amazing, baby. Watching your body respond to one of the most important symbols of my ancestors was one of the most erotic things I have ever seen.
You are perfect.” Clay had given her a quick kiss and then stepped back.
Standing between Layla’s splayed legs Collin lightly trailed the soft deer-skin strips of the flogger over her belly and smiled when goose bumps raced over her entire body. He deliberately used his Dom voice when he spoke to her this time. It was time for her to start learning there were all sorts of clues when they were playing. It wouldn’t be long before just using a certain tone of voice would be enough to make her pussy flood with moisture and anticipation.
“My lovely sub, I’m going to be introducing you to a flogger.” He saw her muscles tense but he didn’t stop speaking. “Floggers serve many purposes but we’ll use them today with one goal in mind. I want to bring more blood to the surface of your skin because the effect is a heightened level of sensitivity. That increased perception will set the stage for what Cash is planning. You see, my sweet pet, each of us has particular skills and preferences and we are going to enjoy finding out how each adds to your pleasure.”
Collin started flicking the flogger lightly over her lower abdomen just enough that she’d feel a light tickling sensation. While he moved it over her torso Cash started lowering the canvas from the ceiling. Collin saw Clay’s eyes widen but he had to give his younger brother credit, he didn’t speak the questions that were so clearly written in his eyes. Collin just gave a short nod to let his brother know they were on track and returned his attention to Layla.
“We have a something special for you and I want you to answer my next question with just two words, sweet pet. Your answer is ‘Yes, sir’—okay, here we go. Do you trust that we’ll never harm you?” He was surprised to discover he was more nervous about her answer than he thought he’d be. He’d never really cared about a sub’s answer before, but with this woman, having her in the right frame of mind and lost in pleasure was the most important thing in the world.
Her answer was a breathy, whispered, “Yes, sir.”
“Thank you, pet. Now, you’re going to feel a piece of canvas come down over you. You’re going to notice two things. First, your face will not be covered. And second, as soon as it touches you, you’ll be secured to it by the Velcro bands on the outsides of the bindings holding you to this table. We’ll use it to rotate you slowly so that you are face down and then we’ll be able to proceed.” They wouldn’t often tell her what was coming but he didn’t want her anxious or frightened since this was really her first experience with play involving equipment. He’d filled the room with all sorts of wonderful surprises he could hardly wait to show her so he wanted to make sure she enjoyed her first exposure to true Ds play.
Once they had her flipped over and the thin top of the table moved out of the way he resumed lightly flogging her back moving in a slow pattern from her shoulders to her ass. Damn, he could hardly wait until he could tie her to a St. Andrew’s cross and flog her into sub-space. She was already panting with a need that he was sure she wouldn’t have even been able to speak. He leaned over and ran his fingers down her slit and circled her opening twice before pushing his fingers into her. Her vaginal walls tightened on his fingers as if they were trying to pull him deeper and he could feel her muscles starting to quiver with an impending orgasm so he withdrew his fingers. “Oh no you don’t, my pet, you do not have permission to come yet.” Now that she was on the canvas her position was easy to manipulate and he used the foot pedals to lower her head and knees just a bit so that her lovely ass was peaked. Taking the bullet vibe he’d set nearby he slid it into her and then pushed another into her sweet ass. Before he moved back he leaned forward and kissed each of her ass cheeks. “Get ready to fly, pet.”
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Cash had been standing back watching Collin flog the woman that was already becoming the center of their family. Her pulse rate had already kicked up and her breathing was becoming shallow and rapid—perfect. He rolled the cart holding his supplies close and knew the minute she’d heard the noise. Leaning down he brushed her hair off to the side and secured it with a clip. “I’m going to be using low temp candles, love. This is a very intense experience and I don’t want either of us getting so caught up in it that we get wax in your beautiful hair.”
He’d felt her tense when he’d said the word wax but he just continued. “Do you want to use your safe word, love?” He waited, he was certain he knew the answer, but he would wait patiently anyway.
“No, Sir. But I appreciate it when you talk to me, because that way I feel connected…I’m not scared then.” Her words were music to his ears. To have her place her trust in him was a precious gift. And all she’d asked in return was that he keep her connected through his voice, she humbled him.
“You please me in ways I don’t even know words to describe, my love. And I will be happy to talk as we enjoy this together. But—if I do everything right, you’ll be past listening very soon so don’t try to hold on to the words. When you have the chance to jump off into the happy place, take it, my love, because that is exactly where I’m taking you.” He hadn’t wanted a response so he just picked up the first candle and tested the temperature by dribbling wax over his inner arm and from various distances until he knew exactly how far he wanted to be from his sub’s lovely back.
“As I said, these candles have very low melting temperatures so when the wax touches you, you’re going to feel a flash of heat and then it will cool quickly and you’ll be left with another layer of the sensation memory we’re building. Each splash of wax will add an additional layer to that memory until you are floating in a place of pure pleasure. Now, I won’t be talking as much as we proceed because I want to concentrate. I also want you to focus on how it feels, let those feelings paint a picture in your mind just as I’m going to paint one over your exquisite back and beautiful ass.”
He’d no sooner spoken the last words than he began a diagonal line that started at her left shoulder and ended atop her right hip. She’d gasped as the first wax hit her sensitive skin, but by the time he’d finished the first pass she was already moaning in pleasure. Oh my sweet Layla, you are so perfect. I want to send you straight into orgasmic bliss.
Cash spent the next half hour drawing intricate patterns of wax and listening as Layla’s words became more slurred as she stepped over the line into what he’d heard subs describe as “the zone.” Scientifically it was more of an endorphin-induced state of euphoria, but it was most commonly known by Doms and subs alike as “sub-space.” Glancing up at Collin he quickly gave him the signal for five seconds then he leaned close to her ear and commanded, “Come for me, love. Scream your pleasure for your Masters.” At his words, Collin had hit the remotes for both vibes that Cash was sure Layla had forgotten had been pushed deep into her pussy and rear hole.
Her response was instant and probably pinged the Richter scale in three states. Her scream echoed off the stone-covered walls in the play room and he was grateful they had soundproofed the room or he’d be worried about Ilaina breaking down the door to rescue her new friend. He was also sure Layla was going to be hoarse tomorrow. Cash watched as she rode wave after wave of her pleasure and smiled when she finally sagged. She looked as if every muscle had just finally let go out of sheer sated exhaustion.
As he lifted her from the canvas and made his way to the large bath at the back of the play room he noticed Clay hovering near his elbow. “She’s fine, little brother, she isn’t fully back with us yet, but that is as it should be. We want to ease her back, because it’s an emotional roller coaster for a little while. This is a critical bonding time between Doms and subs.” He had plenty of material for Clay to read, it would help him understand the dynamics, both physical and psychological of power exchanges. From the expressions he’d seen pass over his youngest brother’s face during the entire scene, Clay would devour the material.
Chapter 14
Cash wasn’t sure Layla would remember them cleaning the wax from her body, the bath they’d given her, or them massaging an aloe-based moisturizer into her skin. When he’d wrapped
her in a soft blanket and carried her back up to the living room she had barely stirred. Cash was lost in thought with her sitting cradled in his lap while he stared into the fire. When he glanced down into her heart-shaped face he was surprised to see her looking at him, her eyes bright with curiosity. “Welcome back, love.” He smiled at her and kissed her on the nose.
“That was amazing. I had words to describe it.” She looked around and when she didn’t see his brothers, she added, “Where are Collin and Clay?” He saw the self-doubt fill her eyes before her next words were even spoken. “Did I do something wrong?”
“Absolutely not, as a matter of fact, you were perfect. But my brothers and I all know that in order for us to build the kind of life we want with you, we’ll each need time alone with you. Remember, we grew up with three fathers so we’re at an advantage here. We’ve seen what a successful polyamorous marriage looks like. We’ll all talk about this a lot because success is dependent upon clear and continuous open communication.”
When he saw her start to chew on her bottom lip he knew she was worried about being equitable with her time. His mother had cautioned him to be sure to address the issue early in their relationship. She had explained that she remembered being terrified she wouldn’t remember whose turn it was to sleep where. She’d told Cash that she had even kept a secret chart until the dads had found it and explained that it wasn’t her job to keep that straight.
He spent several minutes recounting that conversation to Layla and was glad he had because he could sense her relief. “Love, there are bound to be times when you want time alone and we want you to feel free to express that need. Now, if we think you are trying to hide something either physically or emotionally, we may not allow you to keep to yourself, because anything that relates to your well-being is going to be discussed between all four of us. But if you just want to relax one evening or just need a night of cuddling, we’ll expect you to be open and honest about those needs. Can you do that for us?”
