Menage Bk 1: Stephanie's Menage

by Mari Byrne

  It might have been a mildly cool night, but Stephanie shivered as if she was out in below freezing temperatures.

  Part of it was from shock. But mostly, it had to do with the fact she hadn’t bothered to find any covering before she left the house. She hadn’t wanted to stop long enough to be discovered. She had also wanted to get out of there more than she had wanted her body covered.

  She had used the grass to make her way off the property and onto the road so her feet would get less torn up. She followed the road in hopes she might just find her way to a phone.

  So far, all she found were the rocks under her feet and the fact there wasn’t a phone to be had in the whole neighborhood.

  She kept her head down to avoid any further surprises under feet, and barely looked up when she heard a car.

  The only thing she cared about was that it wasn’t Stanley and that woman. There were probably other things she should have been worried about, but not running into Stanley and the woman was tops on her wish list at this moment.

  The vehicle crossed to her side of the road and slowed to a stop. Stephanie continued to walk just in case it was Stanley and only stopped when she heard a familiar voice calling her name.

  She gave a cry of relief and sank to her knees, heedless of the rocks and dirt stabbing into her skin.

  She had managed to get away on her own, and help had finally arrived.

  Kristain drove while Mitch scanned the area leading up to Babbet’s house. He continued to get flashes from Stephanie and wondered why she couldn’t hear them. When they found her, he would have to ask.

  They were almost to Babbet’s estate when they saw the woman walking along the side of the road. The headlights of the truck swept over her and what the two brothers saw made them flinch.

  The woman was dressed in undergarments and nothing else.

  And the woman was their wife.

  Kristain brought the truck to a halt and both he and Mitch threw themselves out and toward their wife. Even before they reached her they saw the welts on her back and briefly each reached for the other. Then both moved at the same time.

  They were on their knees and gently taking her in their embrace and holding her lightly. They did their best not to jar her while they both stood.

  “Stephanie,” was all either could manage.

  Kristain looked into Mitch’s mind and found both he and his brother were having the same thought. He shook his head in denial and began to pray. In fact, they both prayed. They prayed their wife had been able to fend off another man.

  Again.

  They reached their apartment, brought her upstairs, and debated taking her to the hospital. When she protested weakly, they compromised. They had a doctor friend come over and check her.

  When the woman had arrived, she had told them to go away. They had told her no and continued to hang onto Stephanie, each of them taking a separate hand and holding on.

  While the doctor had gone through her examination, both brothers crawled into their wife’s mind and made a search of their own.

  What they found enraged them even while they both breathed a sigh of relief.

  They had seen things from Stephanie’s view and found whoever the man was, he had definitely been excited, and he would have eventually done things to her which would have hurt her even more than the whip.

  Mitch and Kristain found they both shook uncontrollably.

  They will pay for their transgressions. Mitch made this statement in a strangled voice to Kristain alone.

  Either with their lives, or with their minds, Kristain spoke in agreement.

  As soon as the doctor announced Stephanie’s back would heal, and she would probably need time to come to terms with the rest, Mitch and Kristain thanked her and told her if she ever needed either of them, not to hesitate to call.

  After escorting her out, Mitch and Kristain again entered Stephanie’s mind.

  You will rest. The command came from both her husbands.

  If she weren’t so exhausted, Stephanie would have argued with the abrupt command. However, the way she felt, she had no trouble complying.

  When they were satisfied she would sleep for some time, Kristain and Mitch went into the living room to plan.

  They were going hunting, and no amount of pleading on the prey’s part would sway them. The two were going to die!

  * * * * *

  “What do you mean she’s gone? Didn’t you restrain her?” Babbet screeched the questions at such a high decibel Stan covered his ears to drown her out.

  Perhaps he and Babbet had indulged in a little more playtime than he had thought. And was it his fault both he and Babbet had fallen into a sound sleep once he had gained his satisfaction?

  He gave a snort of disbelief. The shrew, screeching like a banshee, was going to drive him to do something she wasn’t going to enjoy at all!

  Chapter 18

  Mitch opened the front door at the same time he opened his mind. When he found Stephanie still slept, he headed straight for the bathroom and the shower.

  Kristain’s mind had opened with his brother’s and when he too found their wife still slept, he headed for the kitchen with the bag he carried.

  Setting the bag down on the counter, he reached into a cabinet for two glasses. Taking them down, he turned around, and grabbing the bag off the table headed for the same bathroom Mitch had gone to.

  Kristain poked his head into the bedroom where Stephanie slept to reassure himself she was really there and upon seeing her gave thanks again to Riad they had found her.

  Turning, he left her and continued on to the bathroom.

  Not bothering to knock, he opened the door and found Mitch had already stripped and was under the water. Kristain set the glasses on the counter then reached into the bag and took out the whiskey they had bought on the way home from their hunt. He broke the seal on the large bottle and poured a good portion of the liquid into both glasses.

  He lifted one glass and stuck it into the shower where Mitch grabbed it from him. He picked up the second glass and drank it, not stopping until it was gone.

  Shuddering as he felt the liquid move through him, he waited for Mitch to hand the glass back out to him. Instead, Mitch stepped out of the shower and took Kristain’s glass from him.

  Mitch grabbed up the bottle off the counter, a towel from the rack, and left with a mumbled “your turn” to Kristain.

  Kristain began to strip out of his own clothing and was glad Mitch had left the water running for him. The hunt had been successful. But right now, they had both needed to wash it away from themselves and be with their wife.

  He didn’t take long in the shower either, but when he stepped out, he found his and Mitch’s clothing gone. He sent out a question and found his brother had thrown them in the trash. Shrugging, he grabbed the other towel off the rack and began to dry himself.

  He walked into their bedroom and found Mitch was just sliding between the sheets. Kristain watched as Mitch wrap himself around their wife and held on as if she would disappear.

  Kristain felt the same way Mitch did. He wanted to crawl into their bed and keep their wife in it forever. This way they would always know where she was. And they would always know she was safe.

  Throwing the towel aside, he walked around to the other side of the bed and crawled under the covers so Stephanie was surrounded by both of her husbands.

  Both men shook at the thought of what could have happened to her and this caused them to hang onto her tighter. They made a vow she would never be out of their sight again.

  Stephanie was hot. And the bed was shaking.

  Mumbling sleepily, she asked to have the heat turned down and then asked if they were having an earthquake.

  It was also when she noticed she was being squeezed by a boa constrictor.

  Or so her sleepy mind thought. It was the last thought, that a snake held her which finally brought her fully awake. She stopped struggling when she realized it was her husbands.
/>   As soon as she relaxed, so did they. But the shaking continued.

  She opened her eyes and mind and found they had been waiting for her to let them in. She wrapped them both in her conscious being and poured her love into them. It was only at that moment they stopped shaking.

  She wiggled a little more and managed to free her hands. She used them both to touch each of her husbands and reassure them.

  Mitch? Kristain? She thought and sent them both images of what she wanted.

  Both men obliged her immediately.

  Using exquisite care, both men managed to position Stephanie to where she was the least uncomfortable. She tried to tell them the only discomfort she felt was the throbbing ache between her legs.

  When they ignored her insistence, she showed them instead.

  She lay on her side facing Kristain. Reaching out her hand to his already burgeoning penis, wrapping her hand around it as far as she could, she began stroking it up and down slowly.

  When she felt it was sufficiently lengthened for what she had in mind, she scooted closer to him and lifted her leg around his hip. She thrust her hip toward him as she used the same hand in which she held him to guide his ever increasing length into her drenched vagina.

  She wiggled her hips until she was where she wanted, then laid still.

  Mitch lay flush along the back of her body and she rejoiced in the feeling of his cock as it fit into the full breadth of the seam of her ass. They were both pulsing around and in her and she didn’t want to wait a moment longer.

  Sensing Stephanie was ready, Kristain moved slowly inside of her at first. But when she dug her nails into his shoulder, he picked up the pace. Giving his brother a gentle mind nudge had Mitch grabbing the tube of lube off the nightstand and Kristain felt Mitch coating his cock with the lube.

  After, Kristain concentrated on Stephanie alone and began to ignite the flame of passion higher.

  "That's it love, just like that." Mitch spoke into Stephanie's ear as she rocked her hips faster. He reached down and began reaming his finger around her puckered hole. Stephanie gave a tiny cry of surrender that sent his throbbing dick stretching another inch. It was all he could do to take his time and go slowly. She hadn't had much action back here, and he wanted everything she felt now to be associated with pleasure.

  His mouth connected with her ear, and he began to bite and suck gently even as he began to coat himself again to enter her.

  Sending a tiny thought to Kristain, he watched as his brother's head swooped down and captured their wife's mouth. Kristain ate at her mouth as if he would never get another taste again. Kristain's lower body ground into Stephanie's and Mitch began to enter her ass slowly.

  The feel of just the head of his cock embedded in her made Mitch bite down hard on his own lip to stop from coming. She was tight, and hot, it was all he could do not to give into the urge to slam his full-length home.

  Mitch gritted his teeth while he rocked his way into her tight ass and found he wouldn't last very long if the sounds his wife were making continued.

  Stephanie stabbed her tongue into Kristain's mouth over and over again, waiting for the feeling of being full to bursting with cock to ease.

  Feelings of both men inside her once again did a lot to ease her feelings of fear the abduction had brought up. Just being surrounded by her two strong, eager and able-bodied husbands made her want to cry out in joy.

  But this feeling, it went beyond everything and anything she had ever felt.

  She longed to move, but both men were using their cocks to pin her pussy and ass, and she wasn't going anywhere until they had made her come.

  She whimpered in delightful agony as Mitch sank fully into her ass and Kristain worked his cock into her cunt. Both men came to a halt buried fully inside of her and the moan escaped her sounded like her orgasm was only seconds off.

  "Please—" She didn't care if she begged. She would do anything right now for her husbands to move…just…a few…millimeters…so…she—

  Mitch and Kristain both felt their wife riding the thin edge between pleasure and pain, and focused their attention on pushing her over the edge into pleasure.

  Kristain pulled out slowly until he was half in and half out of paradise, then waited for his brother to do the same. As soon as Mitch began to pull out, Kristain began to stuff his cock back into her cunt.

  They both continued the movements as their wife began to scream out her orgasm. Soon they both followed, they pumped their hips continuously into their wife until their own orgasms broke over them and shot their come deep into her body.

  Mitch and Kristain labored long into the night in an effort to replace Stephanie’s memories of the night before with ones of their own.

  * * * * *

  The next morning did not start as well as they had anticipated.

  “My Precious Jewel.” Mitch and Kristain both said in unison. “It is with regret I—” as Mitch paused, he looked toward his brother, and nodded his head, “or rather we, must confess—”

  Mitch trailed off once again as Stephanie held up her hand.

  “No. You’re going to tell me—" Stephanie paused, then tried to continue. "That man and woman, I don’t want—” She looked from one husband to the other, and sighed heavily.

  “Some day soon you can tell me. But at this moment, I want it clear it was my right to—to take revenge!” She paused to make sure both men understood what she was saying. “I’m not some little delicate flower who always needs your protection. I could have found my way back and taken care of those two twits myself with no problem!”

  Stephanie was confused as to how she was supposed to feel. Yes, there was gratitude her husbands had exacted revenge for her, but there was also anger that they hadn’t waited for her to join them.

  She also felt a tiny lingering of fear. After Rob, she had told herself she would never allow another to put her into that situation again.

  Well, she had been, and she had gotten herself right out again. It made her feel empowered. As if she could manage any situation on her own as she always knew she could.

  As petty as it might sound, it had been she who had been beaten, not they. She had wanted to see both Stanley and that woman again and exact a little of her own justice.

  She shook her head at the thought of what she wanted to do to those two and wondered if what was done to her by the woman would leave her feeling frightened when she was by herself again.

  She focused once again on the two men in front of her and gave another sigh. “Okay. I am grateful, yet more than a little confused at the anger I feel toward you two. I realize you had a right to—" Stephanie paused here and seemed to search for the right word she was looking for.

  "…take action against, exact revenge, whatever you want to call it. I just wish you both would have allowed me the chance to…well, I don’t know what I would have done, but at least I would have had the chance to do it.”

  Both men nodded to her in agreement, then decided their wife still needed more comfort.

  “You may give us whatever punishment you think necessary for our infractions later.” They both walked up to stand on either side of her and stroked their hands down her face and hair.

  “Stephanie.” They began in unison and spoke as if their minds were truly one, “Our wife, our Queen, the ruler of our hearts.”

  They paused for a moment and both looked deep into her eyes.

  “We did what we thought was best. If you feel punishment for our actions is necessary, it is both your right and your privilege.” They paused once again and Stephanie watched as both their eyes began to glow red. Anger seemed to infuse their face and the stance of their body became threatening.

  “However, please understand it was our right, as well as our privilege and law of our realm, to seek out any and all who have brought pain to our house.”

  Stephanie felt the anger spilling from them, but in no way felt threatened. Their anger was not directed at her.

  �
��Be they servant or family, no one will go unpunished when bringing worry, grief, or pain to those we love and cherish. The two sadists have been dealt with and will never molest another again."

  They stopped talking and while the red receded from their eyes, the anger left their posture. They both shut their eyes and shook, ridding themselves of the rest of their negative emotions.

  The intensity of their convictions was what finally made her decision. If she were truthful with herself, she would have done the same thing had someone managed to bring harm to either of her husbands.

  They were right. There would never be repercussions for the retribution they had exacted on behalf of their wife.

  She looked at both men and nodded just once.

  “I agree it was your right. And the only thing I want made clear is if it happens again, I get to be in on whatever it takes to bring the culprits to justice. Is that clear enough for the two of you?”

  Stephanie waited while her husbands seemed to confer with each other. She could have just opened her mind and eavesdropped, but she felt it would have been cheating. After all, this situation dealt with her as the wife really, not her as the Queen.

  When the men turned back to her, they both nodded their heads and agreed in unison.

  Chapter 19

  Two weeks later

  Stephanie allowed Mitch and Kristain to pamper her for a little over a week. Then she put her foot down and told them she was fine, and they really didn’t need to continue waiting on her hand and foot.

  Any want that popped into her head, one, or the other, and sometimes both, would jump to their feet and trip over the each other to get her whatever it was she wanted. It became comical, and she told them to stop. It had only taken them an extra two days to realize she really was feeling more like herself.