by Abby Blake
“That’s okay, beautiful, life gets in the way sometimes. But I’ve got to say the timing sucks. Malcolm and Alex are dealing with Gina at the moment so I would have had you all to myself.”
Sophie hadn’t met the woman yet, but everyone from Viper’s Dungeon had been worried about her. It was nice to know that so many people were willing to help a young woman when she needed it the most. “Is Gina okay?” she asked.
“She will be, beautiful.” Adrian was silent for a moment, but she could almost hear the mischief in it. She giggled out loud when he finally asked his question in a low deep voice. “What are you wearing?”
She glanced down at her androgynous baker’s clothing and wondered if she could lie to her Dom just this once.
“Sadly,” she said, laughing again at his groan of disappointment, “it’s probably best not to even go there. I’m not having phone sex with you.”
“You’re right. I’d prefer actual sex. If you can’t leave the store then maybe I can come to you.”
“Hell, no,” she said, laughing even harder. She knew he was only joking. There was no way she’d risk violating the health code. Her kitchen was a sterile, sex-free area. All of her men knew that.
“Can I come over for coffee,” Adrian asked, his emphasis on the word “come” making her laugh again.
“You’re incorrigible,” she said, laughing even harder. “But I will serve you a coffee when you get here.”
She heard him moving quickly through the apartment he shared with his brother as he grabbed his keys off the hook and locked the door behind him.
“I’ll see you in five minutes, beautiful.”
“No sex,” she said sternly as he groaned.
“Cuddles?” he asked in a hopeful voice.
“Your cuddles usually lead to sex,” she said, feeling happier and lighter than she had all day, “but I think I really need one.”
“Rough day?” he asked as she heard him start his car and back out of his parking space. “Alex told me about the oven but he was a little light on the details.”
“Just the normal small business stuff,” she said, knowing that thanks to his accounting practice Adrian would certainly understand. “I’ll see you in a few minutes.”
“See you soon, beautiful,” he said a moment before disconnecting their call.
She hung up the phone and glanced around the area where her oven was currently sitting in pieces. It wasn’t the evening she had planned, but at least she wouldn’t be alone.
* * * *
“We’re being played,” Malcolm said as he and Alex drove back to Viper’s Dungeon.
Alex nodded without taking his eyes off the road. “I get the same impression. Gina’s ‘breakdowns’ are just a little too conveniently timed, but it doesn’t mean we should refuse to help her.”
“I agree,” Malcolm said, glad that Alex was interpreting Gina’s behavior the same way. It was always a risk when dealing with a traumatized submissive that she would become dependent on them, but they’d both been careful not to give her the impression that they were any more than just friends.
“Were you able to dig up any more details about Gina’s parents?”
“There are newspaper reports about the murder-suicide but none of them mention Gina seeing anything. It’s quite possible that she’s reacting to something that happened before her parents’ deaths. From all accounts their marriage was rather volatile.”
“You think she was abused?”
“It would explain the terror she felt in the Shibari rope.” It had been the only genuine reaction they’d seen from the woman. Everything before and since had been carefully manufactured to manipulate the people around her. It was clear that she needed help, but without honest reactions from her it was going to take a very long time to understand how to assist her. She’d already avoided the appointment Alex had made for her with a psychologist who specialized in cases of this nature.
“Do you think being a member of Viper’s is making things worse for her?” Alex asked as he pulled his car into his parking space underneath the club. “Viper mentioned a while ago that he had a couple of SEAL buddies who avoided the dungeon because it brought up memories of a particularly traumatic rescue mission. Maybe something similar is happening with Gina.”
“I’ve never truly believed her to be submissive,” Malcolm said as he glanced around the parking lot and noticed Adrian’s car missing. Alex seemed to notice the same thing at the same time.
“Have you heard from Sophie?” he asked as he reached into his pocket and frowned. “Damn, I left my phone on the counter upstairs.”
Malcolm grabbed his own cell phone and quickly skimmed through the messages. When he didn’t immediately see one from Sophie, he flicked through them again, stopping at one from Adrian. Relief swelled through him when he read through the text.
“She’s still at the shop, but Adrian is with her.”
Alex grinned and shook his head. “Lucky bastard. Does he say how long Sophie is liable to be held up?”
“Several more hours at least. Do you think we’d be getting in the way if we dropped by for coffee?”
Malcolm laughed softly. “It doesn’t look like any of our other plans are going to happen, but Sophie does make the best coffee in town.”
“Very true,” Alex said as he restarted the car and headed back out of the parking garage.
* * * *
Several hours after finally being able to close her shop and head home with her men, Sophie lay in bed staring at the ceiling. All three of them had made slow delicious vanilla-style love to her, but despite the multiple orgasms she still couldn’t sleep. She rolled onto her stomach and then, trying not to wake the men lying either side of her, shimmied down the bed and slid out from under the covers. Granted, it wasn’t the usual way people crawled out of bed, but it did seem easier than climbing over the top of Malcolm or Adrian.
She was still congratulating herself on a stealthy exit when she realized both men were wide awake and grinning at her.
Malcolm reached for her hand and hauled her back over him as he lay back down. His hands roamed over her ass as he encouraged her to open her thighs, the soft cotton of the blanket rubbing against her intimately. She moaned, her pussy already responding to his gentle touches. “Going somewhere, little sub?”
“Just to the bathroom,” she lied, not really wanting to talk about the things keeping her awake at the moment. She couldn’t make any decisions about what to do about new ovens and extra employees until she did a lot of research, so talking about it now would simply be a waste of time. Well that and the fact that a childish and selfish part of her still wanted someone else to provide the answer.
“Hurry back,” Adrian said with a soft laugh, his breath warm against her ear as Malcolm’s hard cock nudged her pussy through the blankets. “Without you lying between us it’s just me in bed with a naked man.”
She giggled, glad that they were comfortable enough to make jokes about the unusualness of the friendship they shared. Of course, that didn’t stop her from teasing them both.
“Perhaps I should give you two some space.”
They both laughed, obviously very comfortable in their sexuality. “Sorry, baby,” Malcolm said, his hands kneading the soft flesh of her buttocks, “but the only ass I’m interested in reaming is yours.”
“Same here,” Adrian said as he threaded his fingers into her hair and pulled her upper body toward him. “The closest my prick is going to get to his naked ass will be when we’re both buried balls deep inside you.”
She shivered at the imagery. Ever since her first experience having sex with a butt plug in her ass, she’d wondered what it would feel like to have all three men penetrate her at the same time. Learning that Malcolm and Adrian were open to the idea was one hell of a turn-on.
But, despite her little white lie of a few moments ago, now she truly did need to use the bathroom.
She leaned forward and pressed her lips to Adrian’s
, groaning when he forced his tongue into her mouth and explored every inch of her. She was breathless by the time he let her go.
“I need to go to the bathroom,” she said in between panted breaths. “I’ll be right back.”
* * * *
Alex swung the whip back and forth, relaxing his wrist as he tried to clear his thoughts of all distractions. It took a lot of concentration and years of practice to use a whip safely on a sub, but a long time ago he’d also discovered the therapeutic effect it had on him.
Most nights it helped to clear his mind and let him get a few more hours sleep, but this was the first Monday since meeting Sophie that sleep had eluded him. At the back of his mind he knew it was more than just the lack of kinky sex tonight.
She was becoming more and more important to his peace of mind and selfishly he wanted her to stop working so hard so he could spend more time with her. Considering that he had no intention of giving up his work at the club, it made him a real jerk. Alex ground his teeth together, determined never to pressure Sophie to give up her dream. He’d just have to accept and make the most of the time she was with him.
He cracked the whip a few times, aiming away from the target, just getting his arm warmed up as he fought to focus his thoughts on the task at hand. He dragged in a deep breath and let it out slowly, his eyes closing as he visualized the target in his mind.
His first swing was slightly off, the tip of the whip missing the spot he’d aimed for and hitting the wooden practice dummy’s “ass” an inch lower than he’d intended. He tilted his head side to side, stretching and relaxing the muscles as he tried to shake the tension plaguing him.
Again he aimed for the spot, relaxing a little more as he managed to hit his target this time. He raised his arm again and again, varying the hits, feeling the tension drain away as the target dummy’s ass showed a controlled spread of tiny nicks.
Finally, pleased with his aim, Alex moved to check the “damage” more closely.
“Ouch,” a soft voice said from behind him, “that looks rather painful.”
“I can assure you,” he said, turning to grin at the woman who’d very quickly become the center of his universe, “that she enjoyed every moment.” He grinned when he realized she hadn’t bothered to pull on a robe. “I’m very happy to find you wandering around my club naked.” She looked surprised for a moment, perhaps not having realized how comfortable she’d become in her own skin. Considering the poor body image she’d had when he’d first met her, it was beautiful to see. He just wished she hadn’t needed to lose so much weight to feel that way. At least her weight loss had been incidental to their energetic lovemaking rather than the result of deliberate dieting. “Did I wake you?”
He’d specifically set up the practice area in the part of the club farthest away from the apartment that was attached to the back. The rooms were all soundproofed but maybe that wasn’t sufficient against the sound of a cracking whip.
“No, I was awake,” she said with a soft smile, “but when I couldn’t find you in the apartment, I just followed the lights.”
Sophie leaned closer to inspect the custom-made wooden dummy. When Adrian had first suggested drilling lots of tiny holes in the wooden buttocks Alex had laughed, but it had proven very effective. By placing a tiny piece of rolled up paper into each hole it made it far easier to judge where the whip had landed. It also alerted him to any hit that may have landed as a stripe rather than a flick.
Since a badly aimed whip could cause some serious damage, Alex always made certain his skills were up to scratch and had implemented a very strict training regime that every Dom had to pass before Alex gave permission for them to perform such displays in his club.
So far the only Dom to pass the test he’d devised had been his own brother. Fortunately, despite many subs wanting to be part of the demonstrations, most Doms were happy to stick to implements that were easier to control.
Sophie straightened up and looked at him questioningly. “Do you want to do this to me?” He noticed that she was very careful to keep her voice neutral, but she couldn’t quite hide the apprehension in her eyes.
“Not particularly,” he said, truly meaning it. “Whips give a scene a theatrical feel, but to me there’s no real intimacy. I’m concentrating so hard on making sure the whip lands where I want it that I don’t really share the sub’s enjoyment.”
She nodded and stepped into his embrace for a moment before laughing softly and moving away. She wrinkled her nose and shook her head. “Apparently it also makes you really sweaty.”
“You don’t seem to mind sweat when you’re on your fourth orgasm.”
“True,” she said with a soft laugh, “but if I was to…I don’t know…maybe step into the shower would you be tempted to follow me?”
“Little sub,” he said, reaching for her hand, “I’d follow you anywhere.”
* * * *
Adrian shook his head, laughing when he heard Sophie and Alex step into the shower. Malcolm looked just as amused.
“So much for ‘I’ll be right back,’” Malcolm said as he rolled out of bed and onto his feet. “I think our sub just earned another spanking.”
Adrian grinned. Sophie had proven over and over that a spanking was something she actually enjoyed, so despite his words Malcolm wasn’t really describing a punishment. They found her pressed against the tiles, Alex’s tongue in her mouth as the water flowed over both of them.
“Well it seems we found our missing sub,” Adrian said conversationally as they watched Alex kiss her over and over. Sophie didn’t even seem to hear them but Alex flipped them the bird before finally letting the woman up for air.
As always, Sophie’s eyes were glazed with passion, her natural instinct to concentrate on the man she was with rather than be distracted by outside sources actually very appealing. Adrian didn’t particularly enjoy being ignored, but he knew when she was with him, she’d give him her full attention, too.
When she finally did realize that they stood just outside the shower stall, she blushed prettily and apologized for being delayed.
“No problem, beautiful,” Adrian said as he opened the shower screen door and pulled her into his arms, plastering her wet body against his suddenly overheated one. “But I really need to be inside you.”
“Same here,” Malcolm said as he moved closer, pressing her between them.
“Dungeon or living room?” Adrian asked. Both rooms contained the low padded bench that they would need for the four of them to be comfortable, but for some reason Adrian wanted to keep Sophie’s first experience within his home.
“Living area,” Sophie said quietly, even though the question had been directed at Malcolm.
Malcolm nodded his agreement before wrapping their woman in a towel, lifting her into his arms, and then striding from the room. Adrian glanced at Alex and raised an eyebrow in question silently asking whether he planned to be involved.
Alex nodded. “I’ll be there in a minute.”
Smiling, Adrian grabbed condoms and lube from the cupboard, and then turned to follow Malcolm and Sophie into the living area.
* * * *
“Are you sure about this, Sophie?” Malcolm asked as he unwrapped the towel and gently patted her skin dry. “It’s okay to say no.”
“I want this,” she said quietly, her voice reassuring, her soft hand touching his face lovingly.
“What is your safe word, little sub?” he asked indulgently.
“Red to stop. Yellow to slow down.”
“Sophie, promise me you’ll use them if you need to.”
“Malcolm, I’m all right.” She searched his eyes for a moment before nodding and then dropping her gaze like a well-behaved sub. “I promise, Sir, that if I need to use a safe word, I will.”
“Thank you, little sub,” he said as he sat on the low, padded bench that looked like a tall coffee table and then pulled her onto his lap, spreading her legs over his as he gave in to his need to kiss her over and over. Sh
e sighed as he gently parted her folds and ran his rough fingers over her clit. She shivered immediately, her genuine reactions to his lovemaking ensuring that his cock was rock hard.
He was so lost in her sweetness he barely registered that Alex and Adrian had joined them in the room, until Sophie gasped. Malcolm grinned as Adrian knelt down behind her and spread cold lube over her ass. He felt her pussy flutter in response, her enjoyment of anal penetration very pleasing to them all. She loved wearing a plug for them, and loved being fucked while she held it in her body.
He had no doubt she’d enjoy what they intended to do, but two moving cocks, both somewhat larger than the plugs they used, would be different to what she’d grown used to.
“Ride Malcolm, beautiful,” Adrian said as he helped her lift up so that Malcolm could quickly drag a condom on. She impaled herself on his cock almost before he was finished, her eagerness matching his own as they started to move together.
He thrust into her a few times, groaning as his excitement grew exponentially, and then he held her still, pressing her face against his chest as Adrian prepared her ass carefully.
* * * *
Adrian quickly grabbed a condom, his arousal so intense that he hissed as he dragged it on, grinding his teeth against the urge to come then and there. Panting in an effort to calm down a little, he reached for the lube again and smeared it all over his cock.
He watched as Malcolm moved slightly, adjusting Sophie’s angle, his hands against her buttocks, pulling them open, presenting her ass for Adrian to take.
Unable to wait a moment longer, he stepped closer, grateful for the perfect height that meant he could plow into her ass over and over without needing to squat awkwardly.
