by Diane Leyne
In the meantime, Dex took some more of the cake and smeared it on her breasts. Then he lowered his head and sucked her chocolate-covered nipple into his mouth. The sensations bombarding put her into overload. One moment she was enjoying being touched and her growing arousal, another climax was slamming through her and she couldn’t think anymore.
She was vaguely aware that the men had changed positions and it was now Dex between her legs, his tongue pushing inside her, mimicking the sex act as his fingers sought her clit.
When Patrick’s mouth closed on her nipple and suckled, she closed her eyes, her head going back as she automatically thrust her breast toward him, pressing it deeper into his mouth. He laughed and reached out to play with her neglected nipple as he sucked hard on the one currently in his mouth, drawing more and more of it inside.
Then he moved his head and suckled her other nipple as he pinched and tweaked and tugged on the first nipple. He then moved back and forth with his mouth, always using his fingers to pinch and tug on the other nipple until he moved up her body and claimed her mouth, even as Dex was working her clit harder. When he grasped it between his teeth and bit down gently and thrust three fingers inside her at the same time, her body bucked so hard she thought she would have bruises from the strength they’d used to hold her in place.
Again and again they made her come until she didn’t think she could come anymore and lay limply in their arms as they continued to work her over with their mouths and fingers. Instead of coming hard, now, it was like she was in a state of continuous orgasm, with each touch against her clit or her nipples setting off another round of small fireworks within her.
Eventually they let her come back down to earth, and when she could think again, she realized that she was wrapped in a blanket, sitting on Pat’s lap on a couch as Dex held up a bottle of water for her to drink.
“It is time for our play session?” Abby asked, her voice still sleepy from her nap.
“Oh, pet. I think we’ve played enough for one night. You do know we have been here almost two hours.” Dex chuckled.
“Two hours?”
“Yup. We played on the bondage for about forty-five minutes, and then you’ve been napping ever since,” advised Pat.
Abby herself turned bright red.
“I’m so sorry, Sirs. I shouldn’t have fallen asleep on you.”
Dex pushed her hair back out of her eyes as Pat held her tightly to him. “When was the last time you had a full night’s sleep?”
She struggled to pull out of Pat’s lap, but he held her tight.
“Answer me, pet.”
“Un, Tuesday night. I decided to do this on Wednesday, and I haven’t really slept well since. Sorry, Sirs.”
“No apologies required, pet. You were naturally anxious, and we tired you out tonight. That’s quite a compliment to us, you know. We wrung quite a few orgasms from you. Just go back to sleep, and we’ll get you home. Then we’ll see you at the office on Tuesday for work, and then after work we’ll bring you back here for your next lesson.”
Dex leaned down to kiss her forehead.
“Now you listen to me. We want you ready for what we have planned for Tuesday.” He got up and took Abby from Patrick’s arms. They all walked out of the club together and down the elevator. Then they loaded her into their car and drove her home.
* * * *
Dex looked down at the sleeping woman in his arms. Could she be more perfect for them? Dex smiled. He’d worried so much in the last few days it was a wonder he didn’t have an ulcer, but she’d responded so beautifully to them, first when they spanked her and then when they’d taken turns forcing orgasm after orgasm out of her.
They’d gone off plan on the very first night, but it had felt like the right thing to do. She was so nervous and needed to come, to learn that they cared about her and her pleasure. Tuesday they’d spank her first and show her how a little bit of pain could enhance her pleasure, but tonight it had felt good to tire her out with nothing but pleasure. After all, they’d spanked her earlier.
Neither of them had ever been inside her apartment before, although they’d driven her home one night when it had been raining so she wouldn’t have to wait for the bus. They got the key from her key ring and hoped they wouldn’t run into anyone in the elevator. When the stepped into her apartment, it had taken about five seconds for them to decide that there was no way she was staying there. Besides the sketchy nature of the neighborhood she was in, the apartment, if it would be called that, was a dump. The whole thing was the approximate size of their living room, and they couldn’t see a bed. A little checking and they realized that the couch pulled out.
They made eye contact, and it was clear they were thinking the same thing. Pat held their sleeping sub close while Dex went to her closet and found a suitcase. Then he filled it up with clothes. He noticed the most of her things were plain and baggy. That would change. He found the cute and colorful top she’d worn during the first interview, buried in a drawer. He’d packed that and then reluctantly added a few bras and panties. She wouldn’t be allowed to wear them at home, but he knew she’d want to wear them when she went to class.
Then he grabbed her computer bag, added her laptop and all the various wires and peripherals hanging off it, and her few textbooks. Luckily most of her books were e-versions and loaded on her tablet, which he also packed.
Then they were off. She was coming home with them, and if they had their way, she was there to stay.
Chapter Nine
Abby felt movement beside her. Someone was getting into the bed beside her, she realized, as it dipped. She tried to remember coming home with someone. It wasn’t like her.
Suddenly the memories of the bondage table and playing with Dex and Pat came flooding back to her. She sat up abruptly and felt something on her ankle. Alarmed, she tugged harder and panicked when she realized that her ankle was tied to the bed.
Beside her, another man stirred and then sat up. Abby stilled. There were two men. She tried to move away from them, but Pat caught her in strong arms and pulled her to him, stroking her back gently.
“Shhh. It’s just me and Dex.”
“Pat?” She relaxed. It was Pat. And Dex. He must be the man stirring on the other side of the bed. Oh god, she’d come home with them. She looked around the dim bedroom. It must be their place, she realized. She didn’t remember coming home with them. She didn’t remember much after their play session. She remembered them wrapping her in a blanket and then soothing her like a baby.
“How did I get here?”
“After our little play session, you dropped off, dead to the world. We expected to tire you out, but not that you’d sleep that soundly or that long. Are we going to have to monitor your schedule? We can’t have you falling asleep on us every night.”
“What time is it?”
She could feel Pat turn and look at the bedside clock.
“Four a.m. You slept when we took you to your home, and you still didn’t wake up when we brought you home with us.”
She tried to push away, but he held her snugly. “Why did you do that, bring me here?”
“Sorry, pet, but your place is a dump. And the neighborhood isn’t safe.”
She held herself stiffly, trying to pull away from him. “It’s the best I can afford. School is expensive.”
“Sorry, pet. It wasn’t meant as a criticism of you.”
She felt the bed dip as Dex got up and left the room.
“What? Dex?”
“He’s gone to shave and brush his teeth and grab some condoms. Now that you are up, we’re going to fuck you. We did rock, paper, scissors again, and he gets you first. I’m going to lay here and watch, and then I’m going to fuck you, too.” He leaned down and kissed her forehead. “Do you have to pee?”
She thought about it a moment before nodding.
“I’m going to untie your ankle. You can use the other en suite to freshen up, and then you’ll get back in this bed and wait
while I brush my teeth and shave. If you go anywhere else, if you try to leave, you will get your ass paddled. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Color?”
“Sir?”
“Color, pet. Are you red, yellow, or green?”
All Abby’s doubts and fears melted away. He was telling her that even though he was giving her orders, she still had control. “I’m green, Sir.”
“Good girl. You have ten minutes, and then I expect to see you lying in the middle of the bed, spread out for us to enjoy.”
“Yes, Sir.”
* * * *
Pat watched her hurry toward the bathroom he’d indicated. She had the most magnificent ass. He was counting the days, hell, he was counting the hours until he could sink his cock into it.
Once the door closed, he moved to strip the covers off the bed and he knocked on the bathroom door where Dex was.
“I’ve given her ten minutes to freshen up and then get back in bed and wait for us. I’m heading to the bathroom down the hall. I’ll be right back.”
Before he could move, the door opened.
“You can use this one. I’m done here. I’ll head downstairs and get some water. We don’t want to get dehydrated.”
Pat watched Dex walk out of the bathroom, totally unselfconscious in his nudity. It had been weird the first time they’d been naked together outside of the locker room, but they had been sharing women and getting naked in front of each other since college and no longer really noticed it. Pat entered the bathroom and closed the door. He saw the damp towels and decided that a quick shower was a good idea. He finished in record time and set about shaving his morning beard. He was amused to note that Dex had laid out a fresh razor, shaving cream, and a hand towel. He knew that it wasn’t for him. He wondered how Abby would react to having her pussy shaved.
He thought for a moment before opening the bottom drawer and getting out the package of butt plugs he’d recently purchased. Removing them from the package, he washed them all carefully and then put them all back except for the smallest, which he wrapped in a washcloth. Then he added a tube of lube. He’d been dreaming of taking that ass, and he wasn’t going to wait to start stretching and preparing it.
When he walked back into the bedroom, he could see that Dex had already tied Abby’s hands to the bed frame and blindfolded her. He looked over at Pat and indicated another set of restraints he was preparing. Pat walked around to the other side of the bed and set down the items he was carrying. Then, at the same time, they fastened a wide black band around her upper thigh and then pulled it back and to the side before fastening it to a thin chain. The result made Pat’s dick throb as he looked down at Abby’s spread thighs. He could see her pulling on them, trying to close them but not able to. And he could see the moisture seeping from her open pussy. She was turned on. He wanted to lick her slit, but now it was Dex’s turn to play.
Pat slipped into the bed beside her. While her thigh pulled up and back, it was in the air. He positioned himself on his side, her thigh pressing down against his hip. He ran his hand down the tender flesh of her inner thigh and heard her gasp.
Moving so his mouth was beside her ear, he started whispering. “So how to you feel, pet. Vulnerable? Exposed?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“You’ll feel even more so in a few minutes. Dex is going to shave that pussy of yours. We want to be able to see everything.” He could see the heat in her cheeks. She was embarrassed by the thought of being shaved by Dex. That would pass. She would become used to them looking at and touching every square inch of her body.
“Relax, pet. Learn to enjoy it. This is going to be a regular activity while you are under contract to us. And next time, I get to do it.”
He heard the sound of the shaving cream being dispensed and looked down to watch Dex rubbing it gently over Abby’s mound and between her legs. Pat’s cock twitched at the sight. Moving slightly, he pressed it against her hip.
“I am so damned hard, I’m ready to come at the sight of your naked pussy. In future sessions, you’d be sucking my cock while Dex fucks you, but since this is our first time, we are going to take turns fucking that hot pussy of yours. After Dex cleans up the shaving gear, he’s going to slide inside you while I play with your tits and watch. And when he’s done, I’m going to take his place inside you. What do you think of that, Abby? Do you like the thought of being taken by two men?”
Her only answer was to moan. He ran his hand over her stomach and felt her ab muscles clenching. “And once we are done, we’re going to give you a bath, and then I’m going to shove a butt plug up your ass. I’m going to increase the size every day until you are ready to take my cock. I’ve dreamed of fucking that magnificent ass of yours. And then one day soon, you’ll be able to take both of us, one in the ass and one in the pussy. What do you think of that?”
* * * *
Abby was incapable of words. The pictures that Pat was painting were reducing her to a pile of quivering gelatin. She couldn’t think anymore. She was in love. She was in lust. She was laid out on their bed, spread wide for their viewing pleasure, and Pat was whispering dirty words into her ear. If this was a dream, she didn’t ever want to wake up.
Damn. It was like he read her mind. Or maybe her books. The thought of being with both of them at the same time had been her fantasy since that first Skype session. She’d always dreamed of ménage, but it had been a fantasy, something to daydream about, but not within the realm of possibility. It was something to write about, but it had never been a real possibility until now, especially not with them. Not that they’d ever used words of love with her. They were her trainers. She had to remember that.
She could never tell them that she loved them. It would be awkward. She didn’t want them to end her training early, or worse, fire her. It wasn’t about the money. It was about being able to spend two days a week with them, sharing office space and meals and fantasizing something more.
And then there was Norton. She thought he was a great guy at first, too. This was all happening so fast. What if she was wrong about them like she was wrong about Norton? She should chill and enjoy the experience and try not to get any more emotionally invested than she already was. She could do it. She could just have a great experience being trained without reading more into it that there was and without getting ahead of herself.
Yeah, sure she could.
She sighed. She still couldn’t believe she was laying here naked and spread out between two hot naked men and they were going to make love to her. Or fuck her brains out. Yes. That would be nice. It would stop her from thinking and worrying and let her just experience and enjoy.
Thank goodness for the blindfold. She would have been more self-conscious if she should see what they were doing to her. Wait. Pat had said something. He was whispering in her ear. Shave her? Holy hell.
Did she hear him right? Dex was going to shave her pussy. The moisture that was leaking from her pussy start to gush as he spread the cool shave cream on her. When the first strokes on the razor, a moan pushed out of her throat. He was really doing it.
But then Pat took her attention back as he described exactly what he was planning on doing to her. She’d written about anal sex and butt plugs, but the thought that he was going to use one on her made her mind spin.
She refused to think about what else he said. Thinking about taking both of them at the same time was going to make her brain explode, and yet how could she not think about having both of their cocks inside her, pleasuring her?
And then Dex’s mouth was on her pussy and all rational thought fled.
* * * *
Dex looked down at his handiwork. Her naked pussy glistened with moisture. Ducking his head down, he licked her from her tight rosette up past her pussy opening to her clit. Her body began to buck wildly in response, so he did it again before looking up with a grin. He could see Pat, his mouth beside her ear, and he knew his friend was telling her in very explicit
terms what they had planned for her. He also had one hand gripping the tit nearest to him, his fingers playing with the hardened nipple.
He went back to work between her thighs, teasing her with his tongue as he worked first one and then two fingers inside her. She tried to clamp down on them, but he quickly withdrew and went back to teasing her with his tongue. First he ran in down one side of her bare labia and then the other, carefully avoiding her swollen clit. Up and down, up and down. She wiggled her hips, trying to thrust them at his mouth but unable to move much because of the restraints.
His cock stirred and pulsed and he knew that he was going to explode soon, inside her or not, and he’d much rather come inside her. Quickly he slipped on a condom before returning his mouth to her pussy. Again, he tormented her, slipping a single finger inside her as his mouth avoided her clit.
She was begging now. He could hear her chanting the word please over and over and over. He decided to give her what she wanted. Placing his mouth over her begging clit, he sucked it into his mouth at the same time as he pushed three fingers insider her, curling them to the front to hit that sweet spot inside her. He suckled hard and was rewarded when she screamed and her body started bucking against the restraints.
Quickly he surged up her body, reaching down to position his cock and slide inside her slick depths with a single stroke. Her climax pulsed through her, milking his cock. He called on every ounce of his self-control, as he started moving inside her, balancing on his forearms and looking down at her. Pat had moved aside enough to give him room but kept his lips glued to her ear, his hand moving down to press against her tummy, maintaining their physical connection while Dex fucked her.
He tried to be slow and controlled, but the moment her pussy clamped down on his cock, he lost it, with his need to mark her as his. Pounding into her, grinding his pelvis against her clit, he pushed into her again and again, feeling the tension building in her again, determined not to stop until she came again.
