The Trouble with Holly [Merricks, Montana 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by McKinlay Thomson

  “Strip, sub,” Chase said. “Now.”

  * * * *

  Holly looked over at Chase and smiled. If they had bought her to this club a couple of months ago, his request for her to get naked in a room full of strangers would have had her calling her safe word and running for the door.

  Now Holly felt confident enough in her body that she was willing to strip down and let them look. Chase and Jarrod had given her that self-confidence and she loved them for it.

  Holly started to unlace her purple corset. She studied her men from through her lashes as she loosened the strings. Chase was dressed in tight leather pants and boots with a silk black shirt left unbuttoned. His tight abs and hard chest were exposed, and it made her fingers itch to touch.

  Jarrod was wearing his Dom cowboy look. He had black jeans and boots with a leather vest. He wore no shirt on underneath, and a black Stetson was perched on his head. He was so different to his brother, but still had her motor revving every bit as much.

  “You are trying my patience, sub,” Jarrod said. “This won’t be easy for you if you continue to stall.” Holly wasn’t stalling, not deliberately anyway. She just got caught up in looking at her men’s sexy bodies.

  She hurried along and removed the corset, her big breasts bouncing free. Unzipping the skirt, she slipped it off and placed it over her corset on the chair. Holly was left in her stockings and high heels. She hadn’t worn any panties at her men’s orders.

  “Wait,” Chase said as she started to roll her one stocking off. “Leave them on. Just get rid of the shoes.”

  Holly unbuckled her shoes and slipped them from her feet. She almost sighed in relief. She wasn’t used to wearing such high shoes, and she was worried that she was going to face plant, but her men had made sure she didn’t trip.

  When she was finished and her shoes tucked out of the way, Chase grabbed her around the waist and lifted her onto the table. She lay back at the gentle nudge to her shoulders.

  “Arms above your head, sub,” Chase said. When she followed his order, he walked to the top of the table and started to cuff her arms to the rope at the top of the table.

  Holly shifted trying to get comfortable on the hard table and thought back to the things she had seen. She knew what to expect when she entered. She had grilled Kate and Sarah the minute she found out that Chase and Jarrod planned to bring her here.

  But it still hadn’t prepared her for the sounds and smells and the sight of naked people having such kinky sex in public. It had turned her on to watch them, and so she had tried not to look too closely, but her eyes kept wandering back to the scenes anyway.

  “Comfortable?” Chase asked, running his fingers around the inside of the cuffs.

  “Yes, Sir,” Holly replied, remembering the rules.

  Jarrod appeared at her feet and took one of her ankles in his warm hand. He cuffed her to a dangling rope and then did the same to the other ankle.

  When she was secure, Chase started to turn a large wooden wheel by her head. Her feet started to lift, as her arms were pulled tight above her head.

  “What color are you, sub?” Chase asked. Holly took the time to think about it. While her arms were stretched tight, they weren’t hurting. Her legs were that high her butt was lifted off the end of the table and were wide enough that her pussy was open to everyone who wanted to look, but her legs weren’t in pain either.

  “Green, Sir,” she told them.

  “Good, girl,” Jarrod replied. “I’m going to warm you up with my hand and then move on to the flogger.”

  Holly didn’t bother to reply, as her answer wasn’t necessary. She relaxed her muscles and waited for the first smack to come.

  “Eyes to me,” Chase said, and Holly’s eyes snapped to his blue ones. The moment their eyes met, Jarrod’s hand came down on her ass. The slap stung, and soon the heat morphed into pleasure. Jarrod bought his hand down again and Holly sucked in a breath at it force.

  After the first couple, he left no time between slaps and as his hand rained down on her fleshy cheeks, Holly felt the pleasure run through her body and settle in her clit.

  Her pussy started to leak juices, priming itself for her men. Not once did she break eye contact with Chase. Not when her nipples hardened and not when her she started to moan at the delicious feelings Jarrod was causing.

  Holly never thought she would like to be smacked. But the spanking she received now was different from the one she received as punishment. She wasn’t sure how her body knew the difference, but it did.

  She didn’t feel the sense of doing wrong and having her men correcting her, and her body reacted differently because of it. But it hurt just as much, and her body got just as excited, but she didn’t feel the humiliation she did with a punishment spanking. This was all about pleasure, hers and theirs, and she was enjoying every minute of it.

  When Jarrod swapped to the flogger, a crowd started to develop. Other patrons of the club stood around to watch the brothers work their magic on Holly’s helpless body.

  Holly reacted to the new stimuli. She was embarrassed that people could see her most private parts and see what Jarrod was doing, but it also turned her on.

  She moved closer and closer to orgasm as her hips started to buck, meeting the soft velvet of the flogger’s lashes. Jarrod went on and on, the flogger meeting her tender butt again and again. Jarrod worked her into a state of mindless arousal and held her there.

  She needed so bad and knew the slightest touch to her clit would have her screaming in ecstasy. Her eyes started to cross, and her view of Chase wavered. Her chest rose and fell as she sucked in air.

  “Come, sweet sub.” Jarrod’s voice broke through the haze. She felt one mighty tap to her pearly bud and her body exploded. Pain and pleasure collided as pure bliss ran riot through her body.

  Her inside rippled and trembled as wave after wave of pleasure tore through her. Holly forgot about the people watching, forgot about the club and all her surroundings, and just let the release take her, all the while knowing her Doms would keep her safe.

  She felt free in their care and in the knowledge that her men loved her and placed her well-being and happiness above all else. When the last of her orgasm petered out and she was left a trembling mess on the table, Holly closed her eyes and let exhaustion take her.

  Holly slowly came back down from her high and felt her arms being released and her legs lowered. She didn’t lift her head as she was picked up from the table and wrapped in a blanket and carried from the room.

  She felt the soft cushions under her back as Chase lowered her onto them. She smiled up at him and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer until the heat of his body warmed her insides.

  “How do you feel, baby?” he asked. Holly moaned in answer, but Chase wasn’t going to let her get away with that one.

  “Great, amazing,” she said. “I never thought that sex in public could turn me on so much.” She felt Chase’s chuckle vibrate through her chest.

  “Good,” Chase said. “Cause I’m harder than hell, and I need you in the worst way.” He bent down and kissed her, and Holly opened her mouth, welcoming his kiss.

  He rolled onto his back and Holly spread her kegs to straddle his waist. When he cupped the back of her head and deepened the kiss, Holly ground her pussy against his leather-covered cock and he groaned in response.

  “Take out my cock, sub,” Chase demanded. “I want you to ride me.”

  Holly slid down his thighs and unzipped his pants. Her mouth watered when his huge erection sprang free, and she bent down and swiped her tongue over the head, collecting the clear fluid that had leaked out.

  “Fuck, baby,” Chase stammered. “Get up here and do what you were told.”

  Holly smiled at the power she had over this amazing Dom. His cock was hard because of her, and she was once again filled with joy. She loved him with everything in her and he loved her back.

  “Shit,” Chase said as she lowered her wet channel onto
his hard length. “Slow, baby, nice and slow. We don’t want the fun to be over before Jarrod joins us.”

  Holly moaned as Chase filled her with his heat. She settled onto his hips and ground her clit against his curly pubs.

  “How much longer?” Holly asked, pouting. “I really need to come again. Please.” Chase grabbed her hips and slid her up and down his stalk, bouncing his hips and making her big boobs jiggle around. The added stimulation brought her arousal higher still, and if Jarrod didn’t hurry she wasn’t going to last.

  “Don’t you dare come, sub,” Jarrod said from behind her. “You aren’t going to come again until you have us both inside you.”

  Holly groaned but nodded, stilling her actions to stem her appending release. Even though she needed to come in the worst way, she wanted both her men inside her.

  She felt Jarrod kneel behind her, and the cold air hit her back as the rest of the blanket was pulled away. Holly looked at him over her shoulder and watched as he unbuckled his belt and opened the snap on his jeans.

  “Hurry Sir, please,” she begged.

  Jarrod smiled evilly as he pulled his cock free and stroked it in his palm. He moved in behind her and pushed on her shoulders until she lay flat, her breasts squashed against Chase’s chest.

  “You beg nicely, sub,” he told her.

  Holly panted and moaned and bit Chase’s chest as Jarrod quickly stretched her back passage. Once he had his cock lined up with her puckered star, Holly closed her eyes and waited for the sweet burn that accompanied the tightness of Jarrod’s huge cock filling her.

  “That’s it, sub,” he said. “Nice and easy.”

  Holly had had enough waiting and pushed back against him. His huge mushroom head popped through her ring of muscle, and he slid home. The slap she received to her flank was expected.

  “That was very naughty, sub,” Jarrod said. “I should make you wait longer to receive your pleasure, but you’re so fucking tight.”

  “Please,” she whimpered.

  Jarrod and Chase finally started to move, sawing back and forth and filling Holly up with their huge, hard cocks. Holly moaned and thrashed around between them, as they touched places in her pussy and ass that made Holly wild with arousal.

  The brothers set a hard rhythm, and Holly was soon lost in the sensations that only these two men could bring.

  “Yes, please,” she stammered. “So good, so oh good.”

  “Fuck, sub,” Jarrod said. “You are strangling my cock. I can’t last much longer.”

  Holly tightened her inner muscles and drove her hips down to meet the brothers, and she used her arms on Chase’s chest to give her balance.

  “Please, Sir,” she cried. “I need to come, please.”

  Chase reached a hand down and flicked her clit once, twice, and Jarrod reached around and pinched her nipples hard in between his thumb and fingers before whispering in her ear. “Come sub, now.”

  Holly screamed their names to the room as her body tightened and then released. Her second orgasm powered through her body, which shook and rippled around the men’s cocks.

  Chase roared his release beneath her and drove into her with a force that sent her into another tiny orgasm. His hot cum flooded her pussy as he exploded with pleasure.

  Jarrod was soon to follow and with a bellow in her ear, he slammed into her ass, pulling her butt cheeks against his hips and shooting his orgasm into her back passage.

  Holly slumped forward, spent and completely sated. Jarrod’s weight settled over her back and she could hear Chase’s heart thumping under her ear.

  “I love you both so much,” she said, panting between them.

  “I love you, too, baby,” Chase told her, his voice husky with emotion.

  “Love you, sweetheart,” Jarrod said in her ear, nipping at her lobe. “More and more every day.”

  Holly closed her eyes and let sleep take her. They could get up and go home later. She was right where she needed to be at the moment. Happy and well loved in her men’s arms.

  Holly had come to this town a broken woman, and piece-by-piece with love and acceptance, Jarrod and Chase had put her back together. She knew with them at her side, she could face anything.

  THE END

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  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  I live in Melbourne, Australia with my husband, two children and a Maltese Jack Russell who can’t stop barking. I had my first idea for a story whilst working as a chef at the local pub. I have been addicted to reading since my ninth grade teacher read us The Outsiders by S.E. Hinton. From then on I read anything I could get my hands on. Now, I love to read stories with a happy-ever-after ending, especially erotic romance. When I’m not running after my kids, I usually can be found cooking, reading, or writing.

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