Dominant Saviors [Club of Dominance 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Becca Van

  One of the nurses had said she would help her in the bathroom in a little while, but the poor woman had rushed away when some sort of alarm had sounded. She was quite capable of washing herself, so she thought to save the nurse some time.

  With care, Emma eased her legs over the side of the bed and sat up straight. She was still a little dizzy if she moved too fast, so she took things slow. Reaching up behind her, she released the clasps on the collar she was wearing and sighed with liberation. Her neck was still stiff and sore, but to have the collar off was such a respite. Emma wasn’t worried about getting her stitches wet anymore because the nurse had said they would be taken out later in the day.

  She moved slowly in case she got dizzy and needed to hold on to something, but she was fine. With a smile she grabbed the clothes Tank had brought from the small cupboard and made her way into the en suite bathroom.

  The shower did wonders. Afterward, she peered at herself in the mirror as she brushed her hair. She felt almost back to her normal self. The stitches which marred her pale forehead didn’t bother her, nor did the fact that she would have a scar above her right eyebrow. Emma was just happy to be alive.

  A loud bang sounded from the room, and Emma cautiously opened the bathroom door to a crack and peered out. Jack was standing at the end of her bed and he looked really worried. She pushed the door open further and stepped into the room.

  “I’m here.”

  “Oh, thank God.” Jack rushed over and pulled her into his arms.

  Emma inhaled his wonderful scent and hugged him tight around the waist. Jack lightly gripped her arms and pulled back so he could look down into her eyes.

  “You are in big trouble, sweetie. You were supposed wait for help while you took a shower. What if you had become dizzy and fallen, Emma? Just wait until you are all healed. I’m going to paddle your ass good.”

  “What’s she done now?” Gary asked as he walked into the room.

  Jack explained, and Gary gave her a hard stare.

  “That’s one, baby. Don’t think that we’ll forget. When you are totally healed, we are going to punish you good.”

  Emma’s breasts swelled and her nipples peaked. She shifted on her feet and squeezed her legs together. She couldn’t wait for them to discipline her because she knew that they would all find immense pleasure as she submitted to her three sexy, dominant men.

  Tank came strolling into the room with papers in his hand. He looked from Emma to Gary and Jack and back to Emma again. “What’s going on?”

  Emma crossed her arms and waited impatiently as Gary and Jack explained her transgression. Tank walked over to her and scooped her up into his arms. “You are in big trouble, darlin’. I can’t wait until you’re all better.”

  She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him long and hard, putting all her love and desire into the kiss. When she pulled back, she was pleased to see that Tank was breathing just as hard as she was and his eyes had turned dark with desire.

  “Give her to me.” Gary came over and took her from Tank. “Don’t think that you can control us, baby. We are the Doms and you are the sub.” He leaned down and then slanted his mouth over hers, kissing her hungrily.

  “All right, that’s enough. I need to take her stitches out and then we can go home. Put her on the bed,” Jack ordered.

  Gary half obeyed Jack’s directive. He sat on the bed and held her on his lap with his arms around hers and her chest. He was probably worried that she would move and hurt herself while Jack removed the sutures. Emma sighed with contentment. The three men took such good care of her. She felt so loved and cherished and vowed to be the best sub she could be. Of course that meant she was going to act up because she knew they loved her just as she was and loved to mete out punishment to her. Why wouldn’t they since they were all satisfied in the end?

  “Okay, I’m done. Let’s go home,” Jack stated.

  “Don’t I have to sign out or something?” Emma asked.

  Tank held up the papers in his hand. “All taken care of, darlin’.”

  Gary stood with her in his arms and headed for the door.

  “Hey, I can walk.” Emma palmed his cheek.

  Gary nuzzled his face into her hand and then looked over at Jack.

  “You have two choices. You can be carried out or go out in a wheelchair.” He indicated the chair waiting just outside the door.

  Emma decided not to argue because she could see by the determined look in her men’s eyes that she wasn’t going to win. “I’ll stay right where I am.”

  Gary kissed her temple and started walking again. “Good choice, baby.”

  * * * *

  Emma was so horny her panties were in a constant state of dampness. Being near her men and not having them touch her was making her insane. She leaned against the kitchen counter with a sigh while Tank got them some water.

  They still made sure she was never alone. They slept in her bed every night, and she loved going to sleep and waking up surrounded by them. But she was becoming frustrated. Emma wanted to make love with her Doms, but they had ignored all her flirting and goading. She touched them every chance she got by brushing her breasts against their arms, kissing them a lot, and when she could, hugging them tight and rubbing her body over theirs. But they were stubborn and held fast. Even when she’d been cuddling with Tank tonight and she had been rubbing her hands over his chest and belly, he’d been restrained, even though she knew he was turned on. She was ready to pull her hair out and scream the house down.

  Most of the bruising from the accident had faded, and even though her neck was sometimes still stiff and she got the occasional headache, she was totally healed. Even Jack said so.

  Her stomach flipped over. If they’re going to tell me to go back home, they’ll do it soon. All week she’d waited for one of the men to bring up the subject of their future, but none of them seemed to be thinking about it. And though Gary had ordered her furniture to be sent to the house, it had never showed up. Emma was too afraid to ask if that had just been a joke or if the men had changed their minds. If they had, if they were going to send her away now that she no longer needed their care and protection, she wasn’t sure she wanted to know before it happened.

  She wanted to make love with them. She wanted to be with them forever. And they wouldn’t give her anything she wanted!

  “What are you thinking about so hard?” Tank asked, squeezing her in closer to his side.

  “Nothing,” she answered petulantly.

  Tank moved back slightly and tipped her chin up so he could see her eyes. “Did you just lie to me?”

  Emma inhaled deeply and stared into his beautiful green eyes. He was looking at her with such heat, her pussy clenched and her clit throbbed. She felt as if she was drowning and he could see into her soul.

  “What’s going on?” Gary asked as he joined them, Jack close on his heels.

  “I asked Emma a question, and she lied to me.”

  “Did she now?” Gary stood so close to her she could feel his body heat.

  She jumped when large, warm hands landed on her shoulders.

  “Sorry, sweetie, I didn’t mean to startle you. I thought you knew I was behind you,” Jack said.

  “Emma’s been getting away with too much lately. I think it’s time we took our recalcitrant sub in hand,” Gary said in a firm, cool voice.

  Oh God. Yes, please.

  Gary stepped back and gave her gave her a hard stare, but she could see the heat in his eyes as he lowered his gaze and perused her body.

  “Stand up, sub,” Master Gary ordered.

  Emma’s insides heated and cream leaked from her pussy. She straightened and lowered her head.

  “Strip, Emma,” Master Tank commanded.

  Emma’s stomach fluttered with excitement. Her body was screaming that they hurry up and touch her, but she knew that if she begged or demanded they would draw things out. She was so needy she was shaking with desire. Taking care not to look too despera
te, Emma pulled her T-shirt over her head and dropped it on the floor. She then unhooked her bra and it, too, got discarded. With shaking hands she pushed her sweatpants over her hips, down her legs, and off. She had never been happier than she was right now that she hadn’t bothered to put any panties on that morning.

  “Assume the position, little sub,” Master Jack demanded in a husky voice.

  Emma was glad that her men weren’t as immune to her as they pretended. Master Jack’s breathlessness had given him away. She kneeled down and sat on her heels, keeping her eyes lowered, and then placed her hands on her thighs, palms up.

  “You are in so much trouble, sugar.” Master Gary approached until the tips of his shoes came within sight. “Do you think we don’t know you’ve been trying to get us to make love with you?”

  “You’ve been racking up the punishments, sweetie.” Master Jack came around the sofa until his shoes were also in sight.

  She heard movement beside her as Master Tank rose. “How many is she up to now?” he asked.

  “At least twenty swats,” Master Jack answered.

  “Twenty. I thought the last count was ten?” Master Tank asked.

  “Yeah, it was, but I remembered how she showered in the hospital by herself. She was supposed to wait for the nurse.”

  “Twenty it is,” Master Gary affirmed. “Stand up, Emma.”

  Emma got to her feet and waited for her next command. She shivered as the cool air caressed her naked body, and she pressed her legs together to relieve her aching pussy. Her thighs were wet with her juices.

  Smack.

  Ow! That hurt. Emma didn’t say anything though because she knew it would earn her another tap on the ass.

  “Stop squeezing your legs together, little sub,” Master Tank said in a growly voice. “We will decide when you receive your pleasure.”

  “Follow me, sub.” Master Gary turned and headed down the hallway.

  Emma followed him but kept her eyes down. She was already looking at twenty smacks and didn’t want to add to her punishment. A gasp of excitement bubbled up in her chest when Master Gary led her to the play room, but she was able to contain the sound. She followed him into the dungeon and stood with her hands behind her back, knowing how her Doms loved to see her breasts pushed out. Masters Tank and Jack entered the room. She heard one of them close the door, and the lock engaged with a loud snick.

  “Very pretty, Emma.” Master Gary turned to face her. She could see him from beneath her lowered eyelashes.

  “Get on the spanking bench, sweetie,” Master Jack ordered and gave her a little shove toward the piece of furniture.

  Emma got onto the bench and wiggled until she was comfortable. Another slap landed on her ass.

  “Don’t move, sub,” Master Tank growled.

  Warm, large hands secured her to the bench. The cuffs around her wrists and thighs were lined with fur so they wouldn’t abrade her skin. Another wide, fur-lined strap was placed over her back and secured to the bench. She was totally at their mercy, just where she loved to be.

  Three sets of hands stroked and caressed over her whole body. Emma’s breathing escalated, as did her heartbeat. She couldn’t wait until her punishment was over because she knew that once it was, her men would make love with her. Cream dripped onto her thighs, and she tried to relax and control her desire, but she had waited so long and was so needy for her men, it wouldn’t slow.

  “We are going to give you ten slaps by hand, Emma, and then Master Tank will give you ten using the flogger,” Master Gary informed her.

  Yes. Please hurry. Emma loved it when the tendrils of the flogger landed on her skin. She had come so hard when Master Jack had used it on her at the club.

  Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack.

  Emma moaned as the sting from the slaps warmed her ass and made her clit tingle. Her pussy clenched as if begging to be filled. A large hand rubbed over her heated skin.

  “Good girl,” Master Gary praised. “You like it when we spank you, don’t you, Emma?”

  “Yes, Master Gary.”

  “Such a good little sub.”

  Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack.

  Emma sobbed as the stinging pain morphed into pleasure. The last five swats were from Master Jack’s hand. His slaps always seemed to sting more than Master Gary’s, since he seemed to flick his wrist rather than paddle her with his whole hand like Master Gary did.

  “Very good, sweetie. You’ve made me happy by taking your punishment.”

  She felt a breeze on her ass and Master Tank’s unique manly scent drifted to her nostrils. She inhaled deeply and waited for his punishment. He ran his hands over her hot ass as Master Gary and Master Jack stroked up and down her arms, legs, and back. Her clit throbbed and her nipples ached.

  “You are not to come, Emma. If you do I will shove a vibrator in your pussy and bring you to the brink of orgasm over and over again without letting you climax until you beg me to fuck you. Do you understand, darlin’?”

  “Yes, Master Tank.”

  “Such a pretty little sub.”

  Emma waited for Master Tank to begin whipping her with the flogger. The longer she waited, the more her muscles tensed with anticipation. She jumped when the first flick landed and the tendrils of suede connected with her flesh. Each time it connected with her skin, Emma relaxed more and more until she was floating on a cloud. The love of her men surrounded her, and she was free to give up control.

  The thuds to her skin stopped, and she sighed with contentment. She had pleased Master Tank by not climaxing. Someone removed the restraints and then she was lifted from the bench.

  “I think it’s time our good little sub was rewarded.” Master Tank’s voice came from above her head.

  Emma wrapped her arms around his neck and held on tight. He carried her across the room, and then Masters Jack and Gary helped him lift and position her. Her eyes snapped open, and she moaned as she was lowered onto the funny-looking seat protruding from the wall. The dildo sticking up from the middle stretched and filled her sheath as her Doms lowered her. Masters Tank and Gary spread her arms out wide above her head and shackled her wrists. Master Jack did the same with her legs and secured her ankles. Her whole weight was on the dildo and seat, and she couldn’t move.

  They moved away and stood in front of her. Master Gary held up what looked like a remote control and then pressed one of the buttons with his thumb. Emma whimpered as the dildo began to vibrate. She wanted to raise and lower herself on it, but she was held firm. She twitched her hips and tried to get the vibrator to massage her G-spot, but she couldn’t move enough.

  She looked up at Master Gary when he chuckled, and then his thumb moved again as he pushed another button. Emma gasped as another part of the seat began to vibrate. This one was directly on her clit. Her pussy rippled and spasmed, and she panted, trying to stave off the impending climax.

  “Come, Emma,” Master Tank demanded.

  Emma screamed as her internal muscles continuously contracted. Just when she thought her climax had finished, the vibrations got stronger and sent her over into another orgasm. Her whole body shook and shuddered, her pussy clenched and released until cum gushed from her cunt. The vibrations stopped and then hands quickly released the cuffs.

  “You are so fucking sexy, Emma,” Master Tank said as he carefully lifted her from the dildo and carried her across the room. “I love you, darlin’.”

  Emma rested her head on his shoulder with a satisfied smile. “I love you, too.”

  She wiggled closer to him, feeling how hard he was. “Will you all make love to me now?”

  “Not yet.”

  Emma lifted her head. Her happiness dissolved. She blurted, “You’re going to send me away, aren’t you?”

  She couldn’t have said which of the men looked more surprised. “Send you where, sweetie?” Jack asked.

  At almost the same time, Gary said, “But you live with us.”

  “You said I would move in with you
, but where’s my furniture?” she asked.

  “It’s in storage,” Tank said. “We were waiting until your injuries were better before we bothered you about all that stuff. Baby, you didn’t think we’d changed our minds, did you?”

  Since that was exactly what she’d thought, Emma kept her mouth shut. Her heart was beating hard with a combination of relief and leftover fear.

  Gary turned her face toward his with his fingertips. “I think our little sub will need to be punished for doubting us. But not tonight.”

  He put her on her feet, and Jack handed her the clothes she’d dropped in the other room. “Right now we have other plans for you,” he said. “Get dressed.”

  Chapter Fifteen

  Emma stood on the stage in the middle of the great room of the Club of Dominance with her head and eyes lowered. The stage was surrounded by people waiting to see what her men were going to do. She wished she knew but she didn’t have a clue. After she had cleaned up and dressed, they had all bundled into Master Tank’s car and now here she was.

  She was fully dressed in a black leather miniskirt and red corset. She leaned back into Master Jack as he hugged her from behind. Nervous excitement caused her to shiver, and Master Jack gave her a reassuring squeeze. Masters Gary and Tank were standing on either side of her.

  “I want to thank you all for coming. We want you to meet our sub, Emma. She is one special sexy lady.”

  Love filled Emma’s heart, and her cheeks grew warm at Master Gary’s praise. Master Jack released her and walked around to stand in front of her. Masters Gary and Tank moved until they, too, were standing with their backs to the crowd and facing her.

  Master Tank moved first and got down on his knees. Masters Jack and Gary followed, and each of them took one of her hands in theirs. Master Tank cleared his throat nervously and looked into her eyes.