by Graham, Jan
Christian walked over to her and placed the pot back on the machine. He let his hand run down her back and come to rest on her arse. Her robe had opened slightly at the front, and he could see the cleavage of her breasts tempting him to slip his hand inside and touch them.
“You don’t have to do the housework, Angel.” He spoke softly, taking in the scent coming from her freshly washed body. “I would rather we do other things this morning. I want to get to know you some more.” He leant down and kissed her on the top of the head before placing his arms around her and pulling her body closer into his. He was a little surprised as Angel undid her robe, dropping it to the floor before reaching up to kiss him. God, she was sexy. Her kisses made his whole body start to buzz, and the feel of her naked breasts against his chest did nothing to ease the demands of his cock. As he pushed her forward onto the kitchen island and spread her legs, Christian was sure of one thing. They weren’t going shopping this morning.
Chapter Eleven
Daniel arrived home to hear Angel’s girlish giggle coming from the dining alcove. Oddly, he wasn’t surprised to see Christian sitting at the end of their large, wooden table totally naked and holding a small leather flogger. He was surprised to see Angel, hands cuffed behind her back, with a chain around her waist, securely linked to the leather thigh cuffs that were keeping her legs pressed up toward her and spread wide.
“Hello, Daniel. Christian and I are playing truth or flog.” She smiled up at him, puckering her lips in his direction, indicating she would like a kiss.
As Daniel leant to kiss her, he smiled. She seemed quite comfortable lying on the table all tied up. As he kissed her lips, he let his hand run over her breast before pinching one of her nipples between his fingers. He heard Angel whimper slightly as he raised her breast by the nipple and then let it go. Angel wiggled on the table as he moved back and surveyed her body. There were slight marks on her breasts indicating Christian had flogged them reasonably gently. Her pussy was dark red, he assumed, also from the use of the small flogger in Christian’s hand. Her pussy lips were swollen, and her cunt was visibly wet. The Hitachi was sitting next to her on the table, and Daniel could see the shine of fluid on the table between her legs, obviously from where Christian had made her squirt one or more times.
“So this is how you entertain yourselves when I’m out, is it?” Daniel shook his head and laughed in amusement at them. “Don’t we have a dungeon for this kind of activity, Christian? I’m sure Angel would be much more comfortable on the leather bench than on the hard table.”
“We had a slight issue in the dungeon. I’ll tell you about it later.” Christian gave Daniel the don’t ask me anymore look before continuing. “So we moved out here. We’re taking a bit of a break at the moment.”
“Christian broke my pussy,” Angel interrupted. “I’ve come so much I don’t know if I will ever come again.” Daniel laughed as she looked at him and pouted.
“Well, if it’s broken, maybe Christian should let you up off the table.” Daniel grinned. “And what about a nice relaxing soak in the tub as a treat?”
“Sounds like a plan,” Christian said, standing up and removing the cuffs that bound Angel while Daniel walked to her bathroom and filled the bath. He noticed his sheets had been changed and that the bed in Angel’s room had been made. When he returned from running the bath, Angel was cleaning the table and putting the chairs back in place. He grabbed a vase and returned to Angel’s bedroom. He placed the roses in the vase and put them on her dresser.
“Thank you, they’re lovely,” he heard her say as she entered the room, stopping to smell the flowers as she walked past. Daniel watched her get into the bath and returned to talk Christian, who had made coffee and was now dressed and seated on the sofa.
“What happened?” Daniel asked. “In the dungeon, what happened?”
“She doesn’t like blades.” Christian looked at his brother with deep concern. “And she has knife scars.”
“Jesus, we agreed nothing heavy in play until we knew more about her, and the day after she arrives, you get into knife play. Fuck, Christian. Are you an idiot?” Daniel snapped.
“Calm down. I didn’t even touch the knives.” Christian seemed annoyed that Daniel had even suggested he had tried to get that intense with Angel on their first play session. “Everything was going nicely, we started off with a little flogging. She gets wet with the smell of leather, by the way. Anyway, she agreed to me doing some rope work on her, when I turned her around so she was facing the wall that has the knife case on it, she freaked out. She wanted me to stop, said she would do anything but please don’t hurt her. I got her out of there as quick as I could. She seemed to calm down but wouldn’t tell me what had scared her, so I made up the truth and flog game. She got to come if she told me the truth and got a little flogging if she didn’t.”
“So how did you figure out it was the knives?” Daniel was still frowning intently at his brother.
“I don’t know if you noticed, but she has a scar on the side of her throat, and there is a large one on her shoulder blade. They’re knife wounds. I’d recognise them anywhere. So I asked about the scars, and she told me she got them in a bar fight, which I know is total bullshit and one reason she had a little flogging. She didn’t budge though, still maintains it was a bar fight. Eventually it dawned on me she was facing the knife case when she freaked. I asked her if she was scared by the knives. She said yes.”
“I’ve never noticed a scar on her back. The one on her neck, yes, I saw that but thought it was too soon to ask about it,” Daniel stated.
“Her hair covers the one on her back. I only noticed it because I tied her hair up to do the rope work.” Christian looked worried. “It’s a stab wound, Daniel. I’m not sure about her neck, but the one on her back is a stab wound. It’s not a superficial mark from any kind of play.”
“So what are you going to do about the blades?” Daniel asked softly.
“The blades are going. I never really got into them anyway. I got them when I dated Penny while you were away. I only kept them because I like the look of them. But if they are a problem for Angel, then they’re gone.”
Angel soaked in the tub for quite a while before she decided it was time to get towelled off and return to the living area. She put on her lacy, white bra and knickers and looked in her bag to see what she could wear. She hadn’t really packed any comfortable around-the-house clothes when she had packed for a few days away. She had the pair of jeans and cotton shirt that was in the wash, a spare top, a cotton sundress, and her going-out dress. Angel pulled the floral sundress out of the bag and popped it on. It was a little wrinkled, but she was only going to be at home, so she didn’t worry. Angel really needed to go shopping. She only had one change of underwear and, thanks to Christian’s ripping handiwork, nothing to wear to bed if she wanted to. Currently, she would have to wash every day to remain in clean clothes. Angel heard a tap on the door just before Daniel entered.
“Lunch is ready.” He smiled. “And by the way, you look beautiful.” With those words, he was gone.
Angel walked into the living area to see the freshly showered and dressed Christian serving pasta onto three plates. When he saw her, he walked over to her and gave her a hug.
“Thank you for this morning. I had fun, and I promise to kiss your broken pussy better later on tonight.” She felt Christian brush her hair aside, oblivious to the fact it was so Daniel could see the scar on her shoulder blade.
During lunch, it was decided that they would go shopping for the afternoon. Angel jumped at the chance to get some more clothes, and before she knew it, they were driving to the closest shopping mall. Angel thought Daniel’s car was lovely. He had bought it new when he had arrived home, and it still had that new-car smell about it. The leather seats were her favourite. The smell was exquisite, and apart from Christian’s jokes about her leather fetish, which he had discovered that morning, Angel enjoyed the ride. Angel had never figured out where her
love for leather had come from, but she couldn’t deny its effect on her. It wasn’t the feel of it on her skin or even the look of it that appealed to her. It was the smell. For some strange and unknown reason, it aroused her. She tried to explain her love for it to Daniel as they drove along in the car, but she ended up being lost for words. All she knew was the ride in the car was making her pussy wet and causing it to tingle with arousal.
Angel didn’t really know what to expect from this shopping trip. Her previous experience of going shopping with men was always a quick affair. They decided what they needed before leaving home, went to the shop or shops they needed to go to, and then went back home. That certainly wasn’t how Angel shopped. She liked wandering around, looking at all different stores, finding a good bargain, and making a mental list of what she might like to save for to buy another day. She also enjoyed having a coffee and maybe something to eat while she watched all the other shoppers walk by. Shopping was a bit of an event, a treat. Angel found it relaxing. In the past, she had also used it as a break away from the house. It was a way to get lost from reality. If no purchases were made, then it didn’t matter. It was still a way to escape life. Christian and Daniel were certainly like no other men she had ever known, so she was interested to see what a shopping trip was like with them. As Daniel parked the car, Angel realised she had butterflies in her stomach. Feeling a little silly about the unexplained excitement made her face heat as she exited the car. She laughed softly as they walked across the car park. Daniel and Christian had positioned themselves on either side of her. Angel felt like she had a protection detail, flanking her on both sides, ready for any danger that may occur. Once they got to the entrance of the mall, Angel continued to walk along, intrigued to see where the men were going. She spotted a few clothes stores she wanted to look at but decided she would go into them as they were going back to the car. For the time being, she wanted to see what Christian and Daniel had on their minds. Daniel took her by the hand, saying, “Here we are,” as he led her into a lingerie store.
Angel’s eyes lit up as she saw the exquisite items on offer. On her budget, she didn’t buy a lot of fancy underwear, but she definitely liked looking at it. Christian walked over to the sales assistant who started showing him various items. Angel wandered over to the racks of what she called “everyday underpants” with Daniel a few step behind her. She chose a few pairs of boyleg-style knickers before looking at the T-shirt bras and selecting one in her size. Daniel didn’t say a word but seemed to have a bemused look on his face as she continued to shop. Angel spotted the nightwear and picked herself a casual summer nightshirt and a pair of pyjamas comprised of a cotton spandex singlet top and shorts.
Daniel watched Angel in silence as she looked at the items. She checked the price on everything before she decided if it was what she wanted. She wasn’t buying anything flashy. All the items were very everyday and practical. Even when she selected the nightwear, Angel looked at the satin chemises like the one Christian had ripped off her, but after looking at the price tag, she had walked away from the rack and found a more casual cotton knit alternative. He glanced over to Christian and the sales assistant and pointed toward the nightwear, in particular the rack of silky chemises that Angel had walked away from.
“Okay, I’m done.” Angel stated as she walked over to the counter and stood, waiting for the sales assistant to finish with Christian.
“Is that all you want?” he asked coming to stand beside Angel at the counter.
“No, but it’s all I need.” Angel glanced up at him and then frowned “Why, is there something wrong with what I’ve chosen?”
“Not at all, you buy what you want, Angel.” He tried not to let his amusement with the frugal way she shopped show on his face.
Daniel decided that Christian and he may have misjudged their opinion that Angel had expensive taste. But then she was a woman full of contradiction, or at least a woman that contradicted Daniel’s notation of who she was. He loved learning new things about Angel. Some things had shocked him, like the events of yesterday, while others had inspired him to make sure she stayed with them forever. The sex was certainly mind blowing. She was so responsive to both their touch and their cocks. Daniel had been unsure if there would be issues in relation to her ability to be both intimate and sexual, but he loved the fact she had embraced both with a passion he hadn’t seen in any woman he had met before. Yes, she had a problem with the knives in the dungeon, but then Daniel didn’t really like the fact that they were on display, either. He wasn’t one for edge play, but he understood why Christian had purchased them. He was also relieved that Christian was getting rid of them, especially if they made his Angel scared.
“What is Christian doing?” she asked Daniel quietly, looking a little concerned.
“He’s shopping for lingerie,” Daniel stated in a matter-of-fact tone.
“Der.” The roll of Angel’s eyes and exasperated way she emphasised the word made Daniel laugh.
Angel couldn’t believe Daniel had been so literal with her question. She did enjoy the fact that he seemed to have a dry wit, unlike Christian, who was cheeky and made a joke from nearly everything. Angel felt a sudden rush of anxiety as Christian walked over to her and the sales assistant carried a mountain of items into the dressing room.
“Come on,” he said, taking her by the hand. Daniel slipped her bag off her shoulder as Christian dragged her into the change room. Both men watched as she tried on every item that had been selected. Christian had chosen corsets, bra and knickers sets, chemises, bodysuits, all of them very fancy. There was everything from lace and satin to silk and, from the few price tags Angel managed to glance at, all very expensive. To Angel’s surprise, all the items, bar one or two, fitted her perfectly. Some were discarded if either of the brothers shook their head or verbally stated no, but by the end of the modelling session, at least a dozen items remained.
“We’ll have all of these.” Christian nodded toward the pile of acceptable items that the sales assistant had already folded ready in anticipation of what Angel assumed was her biggest sale in a long while. Christian ignored the horrified look on Angel face and headed toward the register.
“Christian. Stop! I can’t afford all that. I don’t need it,” Angel called after him as she tried to quickly put her own clothes back on. By the time Angel reached the checkout, the tally of the register was already at four hundred dollars and climbing.
“You’re not paying for it.” Christian smiled at her. “Now tell me what the problem is, my sweetheart.”
“I don’t need any of that. I only need these things.” Angel picked up the few items she had laid on the counter earlier.
“I don’t like those ones. I prefer my selection,” Christian said arrogantly.
Angel stood in defiant silence, holding onto the underwear she had chosen. Once Christian’s transaction was completed, Angel stepped back up to the counter and handed everything she had in her arms over to the sales assistant and looked over to Daniel who was still holding her bag.
“Can I have my bag please?” She smiled, taking the bag back away from Daniel and avoiding Christian’s stare. Angel opened her wallet and paid the sixty-two dollar total before turning around to face both men. “Where are we going next?”
“You really are stubborn, Angel. I don’t know if I like that or not.” Christian seemed annoyed.
“I appreciate everything you just bought for me, Christian. I love every item in those bags, and I will wear them for you when ever you want me to.” Angel reached up and kissed Christian on the cheek. “But these were the things I needed. This is what I can afford.”
As Christian wrapped her in a bear hug, Angel hoped he didn’t notice she was trembling. She hated confrontation. It had never ended well for her in the past but she told herself this was a different situation. Christian and her had each spoken their mind and differed in their opinion of what Angel needed. Obviously, he now accepted that Angel needed some essential items,
but he also wanted her to have the items he had bought, simple as that. Angel had bought what she could afford, and Christian had done the same.
“Where to now?” Christian asked Daniel as they walked out of the store.
“I think we need to sit down and talk to Angel about what she needs to buy, instead of just buying things we want her to have. Would that be okay with you, Angel?” Angel noted that Daniel directed his comment at his very generous brother before making eye contact with her.
“Yes, but can we talk about it over coffee and cake?” Angel pointed to a sign out the front of a small café not far from the lingerie store.
“Coffee and cake for six dollars, can we afford that?” Christian joked as they walked over to find a table.
“Well, Daniel and I can, but after everything you just bought, you might just have to sit there and watch us eat,” Angel answered cheekily.
Christian replied by giving her a playful slap on the arse as Daniel pulled out a chair for Angel to sit on.
Christian and Daniel opted for a chocolate torte with their coffee while Angel settled for the carrot cake. Angel explained she needed some casual clothes to wear around the house, and maybe something a bit nicer in case she went out anywhere while she was staying with them. Angel was particularly concerned that she didn’t have anything appropriate to dress in to meet Christian and Daniel’s father. She was interested in what they thought she should wear because, after all, they knew him best. Christian had made the arrangements for the following weekend and said that he wanted Angel to come on the visit because his father had known her family through work channels many years ago. Angel wasn’t thrilled with the idea, but she had agreed to go. She wanted to meet the brothers’ family. It was part of getting to know them and would actually be the first time anyone she had been intimate with had introduced her to their parents. That fact alone meant she needed to look her best and make a good impression.
