by Becca Van
“I–I…”
Tank stared into her moisture-filled eyes and kissed her. He hoped his kiss showed just how much she meant to him. When he once more lifted his head, tears were running down her face. With Jack and Gary’s help they released the restraints around her ankles and wrists and he picked her up and then carried her across the room to the sofa. He sat down with her on his lap and surrounded her with his arms.
“Shh, Emma, everything will work out. Just let us in, darlin’. We have so much love to give you. All you have to do is let go.”
* * * *
Emma didn’t know why she was crying but she couldn’t stop. When Master Tank had told her he loved her, the ache in her chest had eased, and now she was so full of emotion she was overflowing. Then she realized that he’d said “we.”
Does that mean that they all love me? No, how could they?
She wasn’t anything special. She felt connected to these three men in ways she had never felt to another human being before. She wanted to say the words back, but she just couldn’t bring herself to open up like that. Everyone she’d ever cared about had left her, and she wasn’t going to put herself out only to have her heart shattered into a million pieces.
She’d never thought such pleasure had existed, and they had only touched her with their hands and mouths. What would it be like when they eventually made love with her? Emma knew that they would end up having sex. It was as inevitable as night turning into day. And she wanted that more than anything. Her tears finally stopped, and she felt safe, warm, and secure in Master Tank’s arms. She had never felt so cherished in her life.
“Feeling better, little sub?” Master Gary asked.
Emma sat up and wiped the tears from her face. She gave Master Gary a nod and then looked to over to see Master Jack smirking at her.
What is his problem?
“Oh, you are just racking up the punishments, aren’t you, little sub?”
Emma frowned at Master Gary but quickly wiped it from her face when he looked at her sternly.
“That’s three, Emma.” Master Gary reached down and lifted her from Master Tank’s lap. “How do you address a Dom, Emma?”
Oh, shit. Emma had forgotten to answer him verbally and had just nodded. She lowered her eyes, even though it was hard to do when she was in his arms, and replied in the sweetest voice she could muster. “Yes, Master Gary.”
“Now, that is so much nicer. Don’t you think so?”
“Yes, Master Gary.”
“And do you know why I arranged for your lease to be broken and to have your things brought here?”
“No, Master.”
“Are you sure, Emma?”
“Um. Maybe because you care for me?”
“I don’t just care for you, Emma. I love you, baby. And I will do everything within my power to keep you safe.”
Emma’s breath hitched in her throat, and she looked up to see Master Gary watching her. As she looked at him, his eyes seemed to blaze with the love and affection he had just voiced to her. Moisture filled her eyes but she didn’t let the tears fall. She blinked rapidly to dispel them. He kissed her lightly on the lips and then lowered her to her feet. When she was steady he placed his hands on her shoulders and turned her to face a low bench.
“I want you on that bench, Emma. Put your hands on the sides and your hips level with the edge.”
Emma didn’t hesitate to do as she was told. The bench was made of padded leather and was thin enough that her breasts hung on either side. The end was slightly raised, which tilted her hips and ass up. Master Jack came over and cuffed one wrist while Master Tank secured the other. Master Gary stood behind her and gently spread her thighs apart, and then she felt thick straps wrap around her upper legs. Fingers ran underneath the cuffs, checking to make sure they weren’t too tight and wouldn’t cut off her circulation.
She was comfortable in a strange way with her knees on the padding below the bench. She felt cherished as they made sure she wouldn’t get hurt and also open and vulnerable at the same time. When she was tethered, Master Jack knelt down so she could see his face through the hole in the bench where her head was resting.
“Are you comfortable, sweetie?” Jack asked.
“Yes, Master.”
“That’s a good little sub.” Master Gary stroked her back. “What’s your safe word, little one?”
“Chief.”
“Good girl. I love you, sweetie.” Jack stroked a finger over her lips and then he got to his feet again.
Emma waited with bated breath. Her muscles tightened as she wondered what they were going to do to her, although she had a pretty good idea, since she was on what appeared to be a spanking bench with her ass tilted up in the air.
Smack.
She gasped as a large hand landed on her flesh. The pain was minimal, but the sting and heat which followed traveled to her pussy, causing more of her juices to leak out and her clit to ache.
Smack, smack, smack.
The three slaps alternated from one butt cheek to the other, never landing in the same place. Then the globes of her ass were being massaged and caressed, and she felt the heat from the sting spreading.
Another smack landed, and this time the hand remained where it had landed, holding the heat into her skin.
“You’re doing real good, baby. You’re taking your punishment like a good little sub should.” Master Gary’s voice sounded a lot deeper and huskier than normal, telling Emma that he was just as turned on as she was. “Five more, Emma, and then we’re done.”
Smack.
Shivers raced up her spine as the sting on her ass morphed into tingles of pleasure.
Smack.
Her clit throbbed and she tried to push her hips back, but she was held fast.
Smack.
Her butt cheek wobbled, and pleasure caused her pussy walls to ripple.
Smack.
She drew in a deep breath as her heart stuttered and her breath hitched in her throat.
Smack.
Emma sobbed and wiggled her hips when her pussy clenched and more fluid leaked from her vagina to coat her thighs.
Oh God. Please. Please just give me one more smack so I can come.
She jerked and then moaned when fingers caressed up and down her slit. They explored all the crevices and valleys but didn’t penetrate her or touch her clit like she needed them to.
“So fucking wet.” Master Gary finally tapped on her clit, but the quick touch wasn’t enough. “A good sub needs to be rewarded. Let’s get her loose.”
Hands worked on her wrists and thighs, and moments later she was free to move. She stayed still, not wanting to piss her Doms off, which would probably lead to another punishment.
Wait! Since when did I start thinking about them as mine? Oh, shit. Why did I have to go and fall in love with them?
One of them wrapped his arms around her waist, and then she was lifted from the bench and up into Master Gary’s arms. He carried her to the wall near the door, where there was a large chaise lounge that she hadn’t noticed before. He sat down, taking her with him until her tender ass connected with his denim-clad thighs. Master Gary tilted her face up, and then his mouth was on hers.
Emma mewled as he swept his tongue into her mouth. He ate at her as if he were starving and couldn’t get enough. The kiss they shared was hot, wet, and carnal, and it had her so aroused she yearned for them to make love to her all at the same time. When they were both breathless he lifted his head and stared deeply into her eyes.
“Will you let us love you, Emma? We all want to be with you at the same time.”
Emma didn’t have to stop and think about her answer. She replied with a resounding, “Yes!”
Chapter Nine
One moment Emma was sitting on Master Gary’s lap, and the next he was carrying her from their play room. He took her upstairs to the large bedroom she had been sleeping in. That surprised her. Emma had expected her three Doms to make love with her in what they
referred to as their dungeon, but it seemed they had other plans.
Once inside her room, Master Gary lowered her to the bed, and then he arranged her limbs so that she was lying in the middle of the mattress in what she would describe as a star position. She was spread wide open with her head resting on a pillow. Master Gary gave her a stern look.
“Do not move, Emma. If you do you will earn another punishment.”
“Yes, Master Gary.”
Master Gary gave her a pleased smile and then he moved to the end of the bed. Masters Tank and Jack stood there and looked over her body with so much heat and hunger, she felt the fire down to the tips of her toes.
Master Tank was the first to move. He pulled his T-shirt off and threw it to the floor before taking his hands to the waist of his jeans. Emma didn’t know where to look first. All three men were shucking their clothes as if they had a time constraint. She unconsciously licked her lips and stared at the flesh which was revealed. They were such handsome, sexy men. Emma’s body responded to them as they undressed, and when they stood before her totally naked, the urge to touch and kiss them all over was nearly too great. She was just about to move, but Master Gary gave her a hard look and she was able to remain still. At least for now.
Master Tank was so muscular that he literally bulged everywhere. Her eyes ran down from his wide shoulders, over his pumped-up pecs, to his ripped abs, his narrow hips, and strong muscular thighs, to finally linger on his large, engorged cock. He was so damn thick and long she wondered how his big cock would ever fit inside her much smaller body.
Emma shifted her gaze to Master Jack. He was a lot leaner than the other two men, but no less impressive. His shoulders weren’t as wide as Master Tank’s with his leaner athletic physique, but he was ripped and taut and absolutely perfect in her eyes. His hand moved up and down his hard, long shaft, and Emma wanted to crawl over to the end of the bed and taste the drop of fluid she could see glistening on the end of his penis. She once more licked her lips, trying to imagine what his pre-cum would taste like.
Master Gary groaned and stepped toward the bed. Emma gasped as her eyes ran up and down his impressive, masculine body. Damn, he had some muscles on him. He wasn’t as tall or beefy as Master Tank, though there was only a slight difference in their sizes. His cock wasn’t as long as Master Jack’s and not quite as thick as Master Tank’s, but somewhere in between. Emma felt a shiver of trepidation run up and down her spine.
How the hell am I going to take all three of those at once?
Master Gary must have seen her concern. “We would never hurt you, Emma. I promise we will go slowly with you. If you don’t like anything we do and want us to stop, just use your safe word, baby. If you’re unsure and need a break I want you to use the word ‘yellow.’ Okay?”
“Yes, Master Gary.”
“Such a good little sub.” Master Tank skirted around the end of the bed and climbed on next to her, and Master Jack did the same on her other side. Master Gary got up on the end of the bed and watched her as he sat back on his haunches between her splayed thighs.
“We need to prepare your ass, baby? Do you have any objections to anal sex?”
“No, Master Gary.”
“Have you ever given head before, sweetie?” Master Jack asked.
“Um, once, Master Jack, but I don’t think I was very good at it.” Emma felt heat rise in her face, but she still answered honestly. The last thing she needed to do was lie and end up earning herself another punishment, although she had really liked it when she was being spanked. She would have to make sure she pushed her Doms’ buttons at a later date. She wanted to have their hands and mouths on her whenever she could. The thought of being smacked on the ass for a grievance and then being brought to orgasm after accepting her punishment caused her pussy to clench and cream to leak onto her thighs and ass.
“Why would you think that?” Master Gary frowned at her.
“Well, the man I did it to, didn’t um…You know.”
“No, Emma, I don’t know. You are going to have to tell me.”
Emma knew by the twinkle in Master Gary’s eyes that he knew damn well what she was talking about, but it seemed he was determined to make her say the words. She narrowed her eyes and nearly frowned at him but caught herself in time. “I didn’t make him blow,” she said, and then hastily added, “Master Gary.”
“You’re learning, little one. You please us all very much.” Master Gary placed his large hands on the tops of her thighs and smoothed them up and down her skin. Tendrils of heat spread from her thighs to her pussy and up over her belly to her breasts, which made her nipples harden.
Master Jack cupped her cheek and turned her head toward him. She barely had the time to take a breath before he covered her mouth with his. Emma moaned into his as his tongue slid along hers and tickled the roof of her mouth.
Warm lips encased one of her nipples, and then a wet tongue laved over the turgid peak. Master Tank then sucked the little pebble into his mouth and suckled hard enough to cause her a slight pain. But the pain was so pleasurable that she pushed her chest up into his mouth, needing more of the sensations he bestowed on her.
A sharp slap landed on her thigh. “Don’t move, Emma,” Master Gary growled in his deep voice. She sobbed with relief when his hands finally got within an inch of her mound, but then, to her frustration, he didn’t move any higher. It seemed like he was in the mood to make her wait. Emma didn’t know if she would be able to handle such sweet torture.
Master Jack lifted his head and began to lick and nibble his way down her neck until he reached her other nipple, sucking it into his mouth. The sensations of having three handsome, sexy Doms touching her was almost more than she could stand, but she needed so much more from them.
The passing minutes seemed like hours as they played with her body, but Master Gary still hadn’t touched her where she needed it most. Juices continuously dripped from her aching pussy, and Emma was just about to scream at him to touch her. She opened her mouth and drew in a ragged breath to do just that, but before she could make her demands, his fingers spread her pussy lips and then his mouth was upon her.
Master Gary licked and sucked, but not once did he touch her throbbing clit. Emma sobbed and felt moisture on her cheeks. She didn’t even realize she was crying until she felt the tears tracking down her face.
“How much longer are you going to hold back from us, Emma?” Master Gary asked after lifting his head.
Emma frowned at him because she had no idea what he was talking about.
“Please.” She tilted her pelvis up, begging him to ease the ache inside her.
“You’ve just earned another punishment, little sub,” he said in his Dom voice.
Emma had had enough of their teasing. She needed some relief and she wanted it now.
“Oh God, I can’t stand any more. Please?”
“Please what, Emma?”
“Please make me come.”
“Not until I think you’ve earned it,” Master Gary said. He thrust a finger up into her sheath. He pumped it in and out a few times and then withdrew again.
Emma kicked out, and her foot connected with his chest. That bastard didn’t even grunt, but he captured her ankle in a firm grip. He nodded to Masters Jack and Tank, and they restrained her. She hadn’t even realized that there were restraints attached to the bed, but her ankles and wrists were cuffed, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t get free.
“You are going to give us what we want, Emma. You can fight us all you like, but we will win in the end.” Master Gary wrapped his arms around her thighs and lowered his head and laved his tongue over her needy little nub.
She tried to push her hips up, but two more sets of hands landed on her body and held her still. Master Gary thrust his fingers into her cunt, and Emma cried out at the carnality of the act. Her insides were on fire, and only these three men could put out the flames. Just as she felt her internal muscles contract, Master Gary lifted hi
s head and pulled his fingers from her pussy.
“Why?” Emma cried. “Why are you torturing me?”
“We aren’t torturing you, Emma, we’re loving you.” Master Gary caressed her inner thighs. “We’ll give you what you need when you give us what we want.”
“I don’t know what you want.”
“Yes you do, darlin’.” Master Tank leaned down and kissed her on the lips.
She knew that Master Gary wasn’t about to let her come until he had what he wanted. The yearning to have them make love to her was monumental, and she wanted to know what it was like to be loved by three men. More than that, she wanted them to know how she truly felt.
Emma drew in a ragged breath and closed her eyes. Could she really give them what they wanted? If she opened herself up to them and they walked away, she would be alone again. Could she deal with the heartache if that happened?
If they could put themselves out there and tell her they loved her, why couldn’t she? Hadn’t they taken a risk by telling her how they felt? Damn, she was such a coward. It was time to grab hold of life and hang on. Emma hadn’t been living. She had been existing. She had already taken the first step into life by going out with Andrew Mitchell, and even though she had ended up hurt, she had also found love and security with her three Doms.
She inhaled deeply, opened her eyes, and looked at each man in turn. “I love you. I love all of you so much, it hurts.”
Emma lowered her eyes when they didn’t say anything, and she began to feel uncomfortable. She felt so exposed and wanted to cover her naked body as well as hide her heart back behind the walls she had let down. Tears filled her eyes, and one trickled down her cheek. Just when she was about to lose control of her emotions, gentle hands tipped her face back up. Masters Gary, Jack, and Tank each looked at her and let her see what was in their own hearts.
“Don’t ever doubt that we love you, Emma.” Master Gary caressed her face with his fingers. “We’ve known how you felt about us for a while. We could see it in your eyes, baby. I know how hard it was for you to say that, and I thank you from the bottom of my heart. Please don’t put those walls back up around your heart. You need to let us in so we can show you how much we care for you.”
