She shivered as she felt someone walk up to stand behind her. They didn’t say anything as they gently traced their finger across the lattice of angry welts that covered her bottom.
“You do look rather sore,” Jason said after a few moments, as his hand continued to caress her blazing bottom. “I’ll stop if you tell me why you lied and manipulated me into believing you were someone else. I loved you, and I still do. You are my best friend, but friends don’t lie to one another. I told you things that I’ve told no one. You should have known better, Sara. I trusted you, and you manipulated my feelings and made me believe you were something you aren’t. I’ve seen the real you, and you’ve shown me what you are truly capable of. But you know what hurt the most, it was you fucking Chip on the same night we made love for the first time. Was I not good enough for you?”
“No, Jason! You were perfect. I loved every minute of it,” she cried, knowing she had truly hurt her best friend.
“But you didn’t love me enough, did you? I get wanting more, I always want more, but you should have told me you needed more. I could have done something, helped you, maybe even tried to be what you really needed, but you never gave me that chance.”
“I’m so sorry, Jason. Please forgive me. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
“But you did, by hopping into bed with my brother. Don’t worry, Sara, I’m still angry with him, too. He knew better, but you knew me. You knew it was wrong, more than Chip. Nevertheless, I get it. You both have a history. I accept that, but now things are different and for some reason, I still can’t let you go. You see, baby, you won after all. I gave you my heart last night, and you still have it. As your lover, your boyfriend, your Dom, hell, I don’t know what I am, but I know this, you belong with me, and I belong with you. So in my way of thinking, I have a right to punish you, too.”
“Please, Jason, let me make it up to you,” she replied at once, desperate to say anything to avoid any more strokes of the cane from biting into her burning, throbbing ass.
“Oh, you will make it up to me,” Jason said after a while. “But I think I’ll add five strokes for the inconvenience. Better get them out of the way now.”
Before Sara realized what was happening, agony erupted with increased intensity across her bottom and the room filled with her screams.
Sara was in a state of delirium. The pain surrounding her was too much. She knew her safeword, and it was on the tip of her tongue, but before she could utter the word, she heard the cane drop to the floor. Before she could say anything, she felt her binds release, and in the next instant, she felt weightless, as if she was floating on air. Never opening her eyes as one of them removed her blindfold, she felt the soft feel of silk caress her skin. The coolness of the fabric felt delicious against her heated and sore behind.
The bed dipped down between her legs as tender hands slid up the inside of her thighs, gently parting them. A lubed finger probed her ass as she moaned loudly, feeling a thick finger slide into her behind.
“Roll her over, brother,” Chip said, and Jason complied. Gone was the cool feel of the silk, to be replaced with the warmth of Jason’s chest, as her hypersensitive nipples raked across the fine hairs on his chest. His cock, stiff and firm, quickly found her pussy and surged forward in one lunge. Sara moaned, letting her head fall against him. Chip’s finger massaged and lubed her dark hole while Jason slowly, teasingly pumped his stiff meat into her. Her body was on overdrive. Every sensation gave way to something new. Her ass burned yet ached for more, and her body felt as if one more sting was going to send her into outer space. She had never been so overstimulated before, and yet she craved what was going to happen next.
The finger in her ass left, only to be replaced by what felt like the largest cockhead ever trying to push its way into her. She had been with Chip in every way, but for some reason, with Jason already pumping into her cunt, her ass feeling as if it were on fire, Chip’s cock felt enormous.
Sara screamed hoarsely as the head of Chip’s cock pushed past her tight ring. She struggled against Jason fruitlessly as his strong arms wrapped around her, holding her in place. The signals blasting into her mind caused her eyes to roll back in her head as she let out a noise that was somewhere between a groan and a sob. Large hands gripped her hips and shoulders, moving her up and down the two poles that were attempting to split her in half.
They both pumped into her slowly as the fires in her groin spread like wildfire. In no time, she found herself screaming incoherently, pulling against Jason as her body began to shake. She flopped between the two of them, her body soaked in sweat, panting hard, trying to get her mind out of the void into which it had been thrust.
As one unit, they rolled to the side, her body sandwiched between the two men she loved most in the world. She turned her head side to side, trying to figure out what they were going to do next. Before she could regain a coherent thought, as if on cue, her two love beasts begin thrusting again, but this time in opposite time. One pushing in as the other pulled out, one pulling out as the other pushed in. Her mind exploded again, as did her pussy. She couldn’t even make a sound as her body tried to move in several directions at once. Her mind and body spiraled out of control as they maneuvered and manipulated everything about her. She couldn’t decipher from up or down, left or right, right or wrong. They consumed her and nothing else mattered.
One second she was floating in a world of sensual delirium, the next her world exploded violently. The stimulation was unlike anything she’d ever felt. It was almost as if she were thrown out of her body, as she floated above it, watching everything happen around her. In a heightened state of nirvana, she allowed them to consume her.
Moving faster, they showed no signs of stopping as she erupted around them. She could only moan and groan as every piece of her felt as if she were floating on the waves of ecstasy.
After what seemed like an eternity, Chip grunted, digging his fingers into her hips painfully as his hot cum exploded into her sore ass violently, filling her with his juice.
Jason grunted and thrust once more before he, too, ejaculated into her sore pussy, his cum mixing with hers. Their combined eruptions set her off again, as she cried out each of their names as her body finally gave up complete control. Shaking and shuddering, the whole bed felt as if they rocked its foundation. Sara’s eyes completely rolled back in her head as she let everything consume her, and she fell deep into nothingness.
“I think we wore her out, brother,” Chip said as he removed himself from her backside.
Gently pulling himself from her pussy, Jason replied, “I say we give her five minutes, and then start round two.”
Chip laughed and said, “Damn, you are so my little brother.”
“If either of you think of touching me, you will regret it,” she murmured, her eyes still closed. Sara didn’t know what it was going to be like with both of them when she started this, but now she knew and she smiled as thoughts of all the nights to come filtered in her head.
“What’s that smile for, pet?” Chip asked, getting comfortable on the bed.
“I think she’s ready to submit like a good sub. That’s what that smile is for,” Jason said, wrapping his arm around her.
“Oh brother,” Chip moaned. “You have a lot to learn about Sara. That look on her face is her planning face. She’s already thinking of something to cause more trouble.”
“How can you tell?” Jason asked.
“Because I’ve known this brat since we were kids, but don’t worry, bro, I’ve got your back. Just remember, we outnumber her, two to one.”
Sara grinned, curling herself into Jason as Chip huddled himself behind her. Cocooned between her two most favorite people in the world, her only concern was keeping them. She still had her work cut out for her. The brothers were still learning to play together, and she prayed they found a way to make it work, because she refused to think of the alternative.
“How is this going to work, Chip? We barely know each o
ther, and I’m not sure if I trust you yet. I do know that I love Sara and I was serious before, I won’t give her up,” Jason stated cautiously.
Chip sighed, and then said, “Like any relationship, we work at it. We talk about what’s bothering us and work together to fix it. We go slowly, with a purpose. We both love her, and we both want to be in her life. If he keep her in the forefront, and work together, this will work.”
“I hope you’re right, Chip, because I love Jason, and I still love you. I want you both,” Sara added softly.
“Then you better start behaving, pet, because we’re all heading into new territory here. No more games.”
Sara chuckled quietly to herself, knowing that pigs would fly before she behaved. Nope, her two men were just gonna have to figure this out, because right now, she was exactly where she wanted to be.
Chapter Nine
“You’re kidding me,” Sara said, sitting up in bed, alone.
They did it again!
After giving them both hot monkey sex, would it have been so hard to stay and cuddle until she woke? Apparently so, because this was the second time she had to wake alone. Slowly moving her achy body from the bed, she headed towards the bathroom for a nice long, hot shower.
God, her body hurt in places that should never ache. She had been on the receiving end of punishment on more than one occasion with Chip. Hell, she loved it, but she was starting to rethink this whole idea when she realized the skin between her toes hurt. Regardless of her aches and pains, she needed to shower before they arrived.
Tonight was going to be the turning point in their relationship, and if all went well, she was going to be claimed by the both of them. She hated manipulating them like this, but she knew she alone wasn’t going to be enough to push Chip and Jason together.
Sara still couldn’t believe that her two loves were brothers, but that fact worked in her favor. Chip had grown up missing and craving a biological connection. Oh, she knew he loved his foster brothers and considered them blood kin, but she had listened to him talk for hours wishing he had a real brother. Then there was Jason, who had such a hard upbringing. Even he at one point or another had mentioned having a brother or sister to talk to when things got bad at home for him. She felt for the brothers, she really did. Hell, just thinking about her sister put a smile on her face.
Grabbing a fresh towel, she dried off and got dressed for the day.
She had just slipped into a pair of shorts when she heard someone knock on her door. Looking at the clock, she grinned. “Right on time, as usual.”
Hurrying to the door, she opened it.
“Good evening, Master Matthias,” she said, stepping aside.
“They aren’t here, are they?” the large dungeon master asked.
“No.”
“Good,” he said, then turned back to the hallway and whistled. Sara smiled happily as she stood back, letting Garret, Zac, Justice, and Quinton into her suite. When they saw her, they all grinned and hugged her.
“Wooeee,” Zac said grabbing her first, swinging her around the room. “Sarabelle, you sneaky little thing. Wait ’til Momma hears what you’ve done.”
Laughing, Sara kissed Zac on the cheek, and replied, “I didn’t do anything. They did it themselves. With y’all’s help, we’re gonna give them just a little nudge.”
“Put her down, Zac. It’s my turn,” Garret said, pulling her from his arms and hugging her. For a long time, Sara had always been a little intimidated by Garret. He was gruff and standoffish with everyone, but something in him had changed. Looking up at the handsome man, she whispered, “Hi, Garret.”
“Are you sure you want them?” Garret asked. Sara smiled. That was Garret, straight and to the point. God, she missed him. Nodding her head, she replied, “With all my heart.”
“And you’re not going to bolt again, are you?” Quinton asked. Turning her attention to him, her smile faded. Quinton Hightower was the quiet twin. Calm and reserved, he saw everything, never missing a single detail, and he and his twin Justice just happened to be visiting Momma Love when she and Chip divorced. Walking over to him, she stood before him and looked him in the eyes, “I never wanted to leave before, Quinton. I love Chip. I have since the third grade, but I couldn’t stay. He closed himself off from me after the accident. He changed, and refused to open himself up. I gave him the time he needed to think, and it killed me to do that, but no matter how much it hurt us both, something good came out of all that pain. Chip and I may have lost the baby, but Chip gained a brother, and I a new love. I love Jason, and I believe Chip and Jason will be good for each other. They need one another, just as I need them. I want them both.”
“Sounds like Little Bit has it all worked out,” Justice said, ruffling her hair.
“So what do you need us to do?” Garret asked, getting to the point. “Mary Jane is willing to help.”
“So is Andrea,” Justice added. “They’re with Antoinette right now, waiting.”
Sara looked over at Matthias, who stepped forward and said, “They’re all yours, my dear. I have to go meet with your men. Good luck.” With those parting words, Sara waited until Matthias left her suite before she turned to the four men before her. Taking a deep breath, she just blurted it out. “All of you are going to publicly punish me.”
* * * *
“No,” Chip rumbled, getting very angry at the conversation before him. He got that Sara screwed up this morning in the dungeon, and he understood that the Dungeon Master had the right to ask for a punishment, but there was no way in hell his brother was going to be able to get back on that stage after hurting Sara. His head wasn’t in the right place and besides, her back hadn’t healed yet!
“I’m not saying she has to be whipped, just have Jason spank her ass and get it over with,” Matthias rebutted.
“No.”
Growling lowly, Matthias rubbed his hands down his face and sighed, “I don’t even know why I’m talking to you. I should be speaking to Jason.” Turning to Jason, Matthias asked angrily, “Have you gone mute or something?”
Chip moved quickly to stand in front of his brother, “Leave my brother alone, and the answer is still no.”
“You don’t get it, asshole. I asked for a public punishment tonight. I said that in front of a full dungeon. There are people expecting a live punishment in a few hours. He has to punish her. I will not be made to look like a fool in my own dungeon.”
“No.”
“If you say ‘no’ one more time, buddy,” Matthias replied furiously.
“The name’s Chip or Mr. Patterson, not buddy, and the answer is still no.”
“That’s it!” Matthias roared just as his phone rang. Picking it up, Chip said nothing as he listened to the firm voice over the line. Sitting in his chair, Matthias never looked up as he said, “Gabriel wants to see you both.”
Leaving the Dungeon Masters office, Chip said nothing as he led the way to the elevators, his brother silently following behind him. Pressing the penthouse button, neither one said a damn thing as the elevator ascended. Soon the doors dinged, and slowly opened. Turning left, they paused at the door before them as a beautiful brunette smiled at them.
“Hello, Jason, hello, Mr. Patterson,” the pretty woman began. “We haven’t met yet, but I’m…”
“Antoinette!” a loud dangerous voice bellowed from behind the door. Gasping, the pretty woman blushed and whispered as she opened the closed door, “Wow, what did y’all do?”
“Nothing,” Chip replied, waiting for Jason to precede him.
“Uh-huh.” She giggled then winked. “Do me a favor, and keep him angry. It’s been a while since I’ve been punished.”
“I’ll do my best, ma’am.” Chip grinned, closing the door behind him.
The personal office of Gabriel Sexton was sinister. Gray walls, slate floors, and metal furniture glistened on every surface, but it was the man behind the desk that had Chip paying attention. He had briefly met the owner last night, never giving him
a good look over, but standing before him now, Chip realized he had made a mistake. Before, he thought his problem would be the large hulking dungeon master, but he was wrong, it was the man with steel-gray eyes that were boring holes into him.
Chip had heard of the mysterious and controlled Gabriel Sexton around the scene. Not one to mince words, the man got to the point quick. “Who the hell do you think you are? This is my club, not yours. I make the rules, and you will abide by them. Don’t forget I do sign my name to your paycheck. Or have you forgotten that already?”
“Nope,” Chip replied calmly.
“Then there will be no problem with Sara’s punishment tonight. I expect to see her on that cross and receiving her just dues for her insolence this morning. Are we clear?”
“No.”
“I beg your pardon. I don’t think I heard you correctly.”
Chip had dealt with his fair share of egomaniacal men. Hell, his brother Garret was the epitome of such trait, so Chip had plenty of knowledge on how to handle such a man. Standing his ground, Chip enunciated every word for prosperity, “I. Said. No.”
“I see.” Gabriel smiled, leaning back in his leather wingback chair. Crossing his arms over his broad chest, he said nothing, as he never took his eyes off him. Chip felt as if he was under a microscope. He didn’t like it. There was something about those steely gray eyes that worried Chip. The man was up to something, and Chip knew he wasn’t going to like it, not one bit. Therefore, when Gabriel grinned, Chip readied himself for whatever the evil bastard had come up with.
“Okay, gentlemen, then have it your way. You’ve left me no choice. Since you refuse to corporate, and neither of you have claimed or collared her, then Matthias will administer her punishment. Twenty lashes. And you two,” Gabriel said, pointing at them both, “will stand beside her, bare chested, as a reminder to all the patrons, but especially the Doms of this club, what will happen if one of their charges misbehaves and they refuse to take control.”
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