From her downward dog position Nikki glanced under her elbow toward Kane. He was doubled over, as she was, his ass in the air and his palms planted on his yoga mat, but his face was turned toward her. As she looked, he exchanged a grin with Dante.
“No shots.” Dante’s voice was smug. “I told you this would be fun. The poses will get even more interesting in a minute.”
“Now I just need an umbrella drink and a long straw.”
Nikki rolled her eyes as Dante said, “Okay, now walk your hands back and touch your toes.”
“I’d rather touch my knees,” Kane said. “They’re a lot closer.”
“That’s fine.” Dante’s voice was muffled and Nikki looked to see that his face was firmly planted between his knees. His hands reached around to clasp behind his calves.
Nikki got a firm grasp of her ankles and held the pose for a minute, feeling muscles she hadn’t spoken to in years making their presence known. “Kane, I have an idea,” she gasped out. “Why don’t you donate a hot tub to Clifftop? Like today? I think we’re going to need it.”
“I will take that under consideration.” His voice sounded too high and too amused for him to be in as much pain as she was, Nikki thought. She twisted to look behind her and caught him standing, a wide smile on his face as he stared at her ass.
When he met her gaze, his smile faded and he cleared his throat. “Good workout, Dante. I can already feel the blood pumping through my brain, filling it with all kinds of new ideas. Shall we open a bottle of—”
“It’s only been three minutes.” Dante cut him off. “We haven’t even started yet—and I don’t think it’s your head that’s getting most of the blood, dude.”
As Dante plopped himself down on the mat and spread his legs, Nikki noticed the bulge in his crotch. It was really quite large, she thought, tilting her head to consider. Guys didn’t wear cups to do yoga, did they? Could that be all him? If so, Dante must be half horse, she thought.
He met her eyes and Nikki realized that he could tell she was looking at his junk. Her face burning, she pulled her eyes away and concentrated on arranging herself in a similar position.
“Ah. Okay. At least we’re sitting down now. This is more my speed. Why didn’t we start here?” Kane nodded and lowered himself to the floor. “At least it’ll be less embarrassing when I pass out, I guess. Although the view isn’t as good.”
Dante leaned forward, putting his elbows on the floor in front of him. Nikki tried to follow his example, although she only managed to rest her hands on the floor.
“It’s not so bad from this angle,” Dante said.
Nikki followed his gaze and saw that her cleavage was now on full display, bulging over the edge of her tank top.
“Wait, what am I missing?” Kane scooched forward, looking between Nikki and Dante.
“We’re stretching,” Dante told him. “Put your head on the floor in front of you.” He demonstrated, reaching out his hands even farther.
“You’ve got to be kidding me!” Kane sat back up, staring at him in horror. “You expect me to do that? It hurts just watching you.”
Nikki gave it an attempt, but only managed to lean forward a little. She groaned. “I didn’t know I was getting so stiff.”
“Getting a little stiff myself, here,” Kane said. Nikki looked over to see that he was leaning much farther up than she was, but his head was turned so he could stare past her arm at her breasts.
She wasn’t sure how she felt about that. He had the grace to look a little embarrassed, at least, but her first instinct was to feel insulted. Then she remembered she’d just been staring at Dante’s crotch. Maybe it was the influence of this place. There were naked pictures all over the place and very suggestive sex equipment lined the walls.
“Is that Allie in those photos?” she asked Kane to distract him from staring at her. She couldn’t possibly be at her best splayed out on the floor like this.
“Most of them, I think.” Kane turned obligingly to follow her gaze. “Nice, aren’t they?”
Nikki felt a pang of jealousy. Or sciatica. She wasn’t sure exactly which.
Dante raised his head from the floor and looked, too. “Yeah. Sexy. Okay, right foot to left thigh, please.” He leaned back down over his leg, bringing his lips to his knee.
Nikki groaned again, grateful at least that the topic of Allie’s sexiness had been changed. It probably should have given her motivation to work harder, but all it really did was make her yearn for a pint of Ben & Jerry’s, a comfy couch, and an old movie on television.
“Nikki, if you see me kissing my own knee like he is, do not pass Go, do not collect $200. Just call 911, because I’ve fallen from a great height and need help.” Kane was looking ruefully down at his leg as if it was deliberately embarrassing him. “Immediate help.”
“I’ll keep that in mind.” She chuckled. “You’d better at least try this, though, or Dante may help with that fall.”
“Oh, all right.” Kane huffed, bending as far as he could. “So what kind of adventures should our intrepid helicopter pilot and CEO-by-day, rich-Dom-by-night have next?”
“I think they need to realize how Laura needs their help,” Nikki panted, straining to grasp her ankle.
“Other side,” Dante called. “Isn’t this fun?”
“Oh, yeah. A freaking cornucopia of merriment,” Kane grunted. “What kind of help does she need? Is she being hunted by international terrorists?”
“No.” Nikki switched positions and tried pulling herself forward by her pant leg. It didn’t help. “We still need to work on that aspect of the plot.”
“Well, right now,” Kane grunted as he stretched, “I’m a little busy trying not to sever the tendons in my legs.”
“Okay, let’s do happy baby,” Dante said.
Nikki looked up to see that Dante had rolled onto his back and was reaching past his knees, which were bent and sticking up, to grasp his feet. She couldn’t help a snort of laughter at the sight of him in a posture that really did look like something a baby would do.
“Hmm.” Kane’s voice came from beside her and Nikki glanced over at him. His lips were twitching. “Looks more like happy Master to me.”
* * * *
Kane pushed his dinner plate to the side with a groan. When Nikki and Dante looked at him questioningly, he rubbed his back dramatically. “I may never bend over again.”
“You’ll be fine once you loosen up a bit,” Dante told him. “That pain is just your muscles thanking you for the workout.”
Kane closed his eyes and shook his head. “Yes, grateful is definitely how they feel. Do we have that liquor store on speed dial yet? I need some pain meds for tonight.”
“Do we want more yoga tomorrow or should we rent some roller skis?”
“If we’re going to do that, let’s do it before my health insurance expires,” Nikki said. “Remember I just quit my job.”
“We’ll have to get married so they’ll put us in the same hospital room,” Kane remarked. “At least we’ll have lots of time for writing. And drinking.”
Nikki shook her head. “If we’re getting married, you’re going to have to cut back on the drinking.”
“If we got married, I suspect my drinking would increase dramatically.” Kane looked at Nikki and tapped the stack of papers next to him. “Although I have to say your writing today was really not bad at all. I made a few suggestions but not many. There’s only one problem.”
He let his last comment hang in the air between them, watching her fidget and wondering how long she would be able to wait. It was less than a minute later that she burst out, “Okay. What problem?”
He smiled. “I thought you would never ask. The guys in our story are still über rich. They’re not regular guys at all.”
She was so cute when she got upset. He just couldn’t help himself. He had to tease her a little. Her face went white and then red and she sputtered, “But you said I could keep them that way. They feel rich to me. They don’t want to
be poor. I don’t want to be poor. Everyone wants them to be rich.”
He nodded philosophically. “Stick with me, kid, and you will be. Now, I am a firm believer in listening to your characters. If you fight them on important issues, they will get even, trust me. However, as I remember the conversation, they got to stay rich as long as you did a scene with us and then wrote about it. You agreed to do it, but so far all we’ve done is ogle each other while dislocating limbs in Dante’s torture class.”
“Now? You mean now?” Her voice was a squeak, her eyes wide and round in horror.
“Yes, now.”
Dante rose from his seat. “Guess that’s my cue to exit stage right.”
“I thought we’d straightened that all out earlier.” Kane raised his eyebrows as he spoke, his voice almost visibly hardening until each word rang like steel.
“I don’t want to intrude,” Dante said, hesitating. “Are you sure you want me there?”
Kane pointed to the dark green T-shirt he had changed into after the yoga experience. He was pleased to see both of them staring at the words “Trust me. I’m not a doctor, but I play one on TV.” Chuckling, he looked from one to the other. “Have either of you changed your minds?”
“No. I just don’t want to interfere.”
“For the last time, you’re not interfering. It would be pretty hard to teach her about threesomes with only two people,” Kane pointed out. “By definition it takes three. You’re kind of required.”
“Well, far be it from me to throw a monkey wrench into the math lesson.” Dante laughed nervously.
At the stunned look on Nikki’s face, Kane smiled at her. “Relax, there are no monkeys—or math—in the scene, I promise. Of course, if you’ve changed your mind, there are no trust fund babies either. The choice is yours. We can make the story work either way.”
He waited as she stared at him for a long minute, obviously trying to decide how to react. Finally she nodded. “Okay, I’m in.”
“I don’t want you claiming you were forced into anything later,” he said sternly. “We can make this work with regular guys and only me writing the sex scenes, but I think you’ll regret not trying this at least. It really will make your writing stronger and more believable.”
She sat up straighter in her chair and placed her hands firmly on the table. “No, you’re right. I’m a big girl and I have to at least see what it’s all about. It’s just—”
He tilted his head. “Just?”
She blushed. “Nothing too crazy, okay?”
“Beautiful, this lifestyle is all about consent and negotiation. I promise I won’t do anything to cause you harm. Do you believe me?”
She looked deeply into his eyes and he could see some of her hesitation give way to the beginnings of excitement. “Yes, Kane.”
Kane motioned for Dante to come closer. “Now, normally we would have an extensive negotiation about what the scene will entail, and we did a little of it earlier. In this case, however, I want to leave most of the BDSM stuff for later and focus on the ménage experience. It should help you to see what submissiveness can feel like. If you will trust me, I will design tonight’s activities and we will get into more in-depth negotiation aspects another night.”
Nikki looked apprehensive, but both of them nodded in agreement. “Thank you. Now, if you have no objection, Nikki, I would like for us to use your room this time. Is that okay?”
“Sure. Why?”
“I’m hoping that being in as familiar a place as possible will help you relax and enjoy the evening. It should be both fun and educational.”
“All right.”
“Excellent. Then let’s get up there and, as they say, ‘Get this party started.’” He stopped to grab a small duffel bag from the floor next to his chair as he followed them from the dining room and up the stairs.
Chapter 12
Kane closed the door and turned to the two standing nervously in front of him. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, holding it for a second before slowly releasing it through his nose. As the last of the air escaped, he opened his eyes, took another breath and spoke in the firm, commanding tone of an experienced Dominant. “Get undressed, please. You may leave your underwear and bra on, but everything else comes off.”
Dante immediately stripped down to a pair of bright red briefs. Nikki hesitated, plucking at the hem of her shirt. Stepping directly in front of her, Kane placed a hand on either side of her face and tilted it up until she was looking into his. He switched to the voice so many submissives had responded to in the past. “You are beautiful, Nikki. You have nothing to fear. I will let nothing harm you.”
Seeing her resistance starting to thaw, he went on. “For tonight, you belong to us. You are desired and wanted. Do you understand?” His thumbs began softly stroking her jaw line in time with his words.
It took a minute, but she began to respond. Her half-lidded eyes and dreamy smile confirmed that he was reaching the natural submissive he knew was buried inside of her. He allowed his thumbs to continue their movement and instructed, “Now, take off your clothes, gorgeous. Leave your bra and panties on if you want. I would love for you to be as comfortable as you are willing to be, but I need you to get undressed now.”
He stepped back slightly to give her room and watched as she obeyed. Slowly she lifted the thin blouse over her head and tossed it to the side with only a slight hesitation.
“Good girl. You’re doing wonderfully.” He knew it would be easier for her the first time if he could help her sink deeper into the subspace she was obviously floating in at his tone and words.
Next she slid her shorts down her legs and kicked them to one side. When she had straightened back up, he continued, “You are amazing, Nikki. So sexy.”
Kane had spent a lot of time learning to read body language and he could see from the expression on Nikki’s face that she was trying to make a decision about something. He hoped he hadn’t taken her too far. Then a resolve settled into her eyes and she looked straight at him. Silently she reached behind her back and unsnapped her bra, allowing the lacy garment to fall to the ground at her feet.
Closing the half step distance between them, he twined his fingers into the hair on either side of her head and brought their faces so close they almost touched. He stopped as his lips just met hers and whispered into her mouth, “You are amazing. Thank you.”
Before she could answer, he pressed forward, bringing their lips into full contact. He was gentle at first, pressing his lips against hers tentatively. But when she responded, they quickly became more heated. He allowed his kiss to become firmer, his tongue invading her mouth while his right hand gripped the hair at the back of her head. He tugged at it, then released just as quickly. Her breath went out in a rush and he had to catch her as her knees buckled a little.
He broke the kiss and supported her until she was steady again. “You, my dear, are absolutely gorgeous.”
He became aware of Dante shifting his feet in the background. Turning, he said, “Okay, climb up onto the bed and sit with your legs spread. You might want to adjust yourself now while you still can.”
The other man did as directed and he turned Nikki to face Dante so she could watch as he reached into his underwear and straightened his quickly stiffening cock. Kane was pleased to see that she didn’t shy away from seeing the hardened tip of the young man’s dick peeking over the waistband of his jockeys or the way Dante’s eyes were glued to her bare tits. He didn’t blame Dante at all. Nikki’s breasts were smaller than he had guessed, but were perfectly shaped with sexy little nubs set in the tight, pink circle of her areolas.
Breaking the tableau, Kane instructed, “Nikki, crawl up there and sit between his legs facing out.”
Once she was in place, he opened the duffle bag and pulled out several coils of rope. Seeing the surprised look on both of their faces he said, “I think you’ll really like this. Many people have told me that the ropes give them a feeling of security that they neve
r expected. Now Nikki, snuggle back into Dante.”
When she had pressed her back to the front of the other man, Kane smiled. “Nikki, place your right hand over your left breast and your left hand over your pussy.”
Nikki gave him a questioning look.
“Trust me, beautiful. Do as I say.”
Slowly her hands took the places he had indicated. He nodded his approval at her. “Okay. Now, Dante, put your hands on top of hers.”
There was no hesitation in Dante’s response. Kane watched Nikki’s face as the other man’s arms encircled her and then molded to her own, drawing her closer to his body. He seemed to make sure as much of his front was in contact with her back as possible. Nikki looked self-conscious, as if she was starting to slide out of the altered state of mind he had gotten her into earlier.
Leaning forward and bracing one arm on the bed between her spread legs, Kane placed another kiss on her lips. “That’s our girl. It feels good having him hold you like that, doesn’t it?”
“Yes.” Her voice went soft and dreamy again.
“Ah, I see a problem. I forgot to tell you how to address me tonight. I want you to call me ‘Sir.’ That goes for you too, Dante.” He continued to use the tone he had perfected with previous submissives and was pleased to see that she responded to it immediately. Dante nodded his understanding.
“Yes, Sir.” She amended her answer with only the slightest hesitation. Kane smiled to himself. It wouldn’t take much to get her used to calling him that.
“Wonderful.” He turned to Dante. “Lean forward, please. I need to move those pillows for a few minutes. I’ll put them back when I’m done.” He then pulled them away from the pair and noticed Dante’s hips hunch into Nikki’s ass as he moved. He suspected the movement wasn’t actually necessary for what he had asked, but he could hardly blame the man. His own dick was already hard enough to drive a six-inch spike through a board, and he wasn’t even touching that sexy ass like Dante was. The slight smile on Dante’s face told him he had guessed right.
Kane looped the coils of rope around and around the pair on the bed, binding them together tightly, making sure his fingers trailed across Nikki’s skin as much as possible. She sighed and closed her eyes, obviously enjoying the sensual touch. Kane smiled and went a little slower, prolonging the contact as much as possible. When he was done, Dante could no longer move his hands away from Nikki’s bare breast or panty-covered pussy even if he had wanted to—which no one was likely to believe anyway from the way his fingers kept twitching. It was obvious the man wanted nothing more than to play with the mostly naked woman in his arms, but Kane was pleased to note that Dante waited for instructions. They could make a good team to bring this shy woman into full bloom.
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