Kent sighed. “OK. But none of the physical stuff yet, agreed?”
“If she’s not up to it.” Travis nodded with a wicked grin.
They led her down the hall as her stomach did somersaults, and Kent took the key from his pocket. He unlocked the door and opened it wide. They stood in the doorway for a few minutes, allowing Brooke to take in the sight before her. Last time she had only been aware of Kent throwing a single tail. Nothing else had registered. Now she gazed in amazement. A St. Andrew’s Cross was attached to one wall, with several rings and fastening hanging from it. A spanking bench stood to one side, and a hammock-style sling hung across the other side of the room. A tall dresser stood near the door, while above it were racks holding an assortment of whips, paddles, and floggers.
She took a deep breath, and then ventured into the dimly lit room. It was warm and surprisingly calming. Travis and Kent stood back while she inspected the apparatus, running a hand across the smooth spanking bench and reaching up to test the height of the large cross. She noticed the single tail whip that hung over the dresser, and her breath hitched. Swallowing hard, she went over to it, studying it and the other implements hanging there.
Her hands trembled as she touched the drawer knobs, and Kent nodded his assent. She pulled open one of the heavy drawers to find a violet wand complete with various attachments, and some beautiful bejeweled nipple clamps. Another drawer held gags, including ball gags and blindfolds of varying colors and shapes, as well as a selection of cuffs and hogties. An assortment of smaller floggers and paddles filled another drawer, while the bottom one held a couple of spreader bars. There were a couple of smaller drawers toward the top of the dresser that she didn’t look into.
Brooke turned to Travis, who was still leaning in the doorway. He cocked a sexy eyebrow at her, and she felt a hot burn inside her. Kent was standing next to her, studying her reactions, saying nothing.
She closed the last drawer and turned back to the spanking bench. It had soft leather upholstery and felt cool under her shaking fingers. She bit her lip, trying to envisage what it would feel like to be spanked over it. She looked questioningly at Kent, who had followed her over.
“I think she wants to check it out, buddy,” Travis called over with a chuckle.
Kent sighed. “Do you, baby?” His beautiful face held a sexy enquiry, which mingled with a little concern and a whole lot of lust.
Brooke’s breath hitched. She nodded slowly.
Chapter Nineteen
Having watched Brooke strip out of her jeans, top, and pretty satin underwear, Kent carefully tied her to the padded spanking bench. One arm was still in plaster, so she carefully laid it over her head while he secured her free hand and her ankles to the rings attached to the sides. Travis would keep a firm grip on her back throughout to ensure she couldn’t slip. Kent could sense her excitement, and his own heart raced at the sight of her beautiful, soft body, laid out for them.
“What’s your safe word, baby?” he asked as he removed his own shirt.
She was staring over her shoulder at him, wide eyed, when he threw his shirt to one side and hovered over her expectantly.
“You do have a safe word, don’t you?”
She shook her head. “Chad said I didn’t need one.”
He felt his whole body tense momentarily, and he took a deep breath to quell his anger.
“Fuckwad!” Travis was standing at the other side of her, also shirtless.
“You always need a safe word, baby. We’ll use the traffic light system. Red for stop, yellow to slow down or pause, and green for go. Understood?” Kent’s voice was firm but calm, a testament to his self-control.
Brooke nodded. She breathed in the beauty of her two handsome hunks. Their presence was calming, and she settled peacefully onto the bench, her head turned to face Kent.
“The spanking we’re going to give you today is purely for pleasure. This is not a punishment, do you understand?” Kent asked gently.
“Yes, sir,” she whispered as she sank deeper into the cool bench. Her eyes opened wide as what she’d said sunk in.
Kent was smiling at her. “I like that.” He nodded with a grin. “You will call us both ‘sir’ when we’re topping you, understand?”
Brooke grinned, hearing Travis chuckle behind her. “Yes, sirs,” she replied.
“Good. Now, some of these welts still look a little raw, so we’ll be doing our best to avoid them. Don’t hesitate to use your safe word if it starts to hurt, though, OK?”
Brooke nodded.
Kent was the first to strike her butt. His hand felt like a blunt thud on her skin. She sighed as it ricocheted through her body. Travis was next. Again, not a sting, just a satisfying thud. The boys took turns. Their intensity grew, but there was still no pain. The thud began at the base of her butt, and heat seemed to travel up it.
“You OK, darlin’?” Travis’s voice was tender, and she wished she could see his gorgeous face, but she couldn’t bring herself to move her head.
“Yes, sir,” she told him with a smile.
As they continued to smack her behind, the sensations became more intense. Her hands and feet were tied at either side of the bench, leaving her pussy gaping across the top of the now-warm leather. She gasped as she realized her juices were running down the side of the bench. She was becoming more aroused than she ever thought possible, though she had never experienced anything remotely like this before.
The boys murmured to her all the time about how beautiful she was and how much they loved her body, and she melted into the bench. Her eyes were closed, and she was surrounded by the sounds, scents, and the mere presence of the two men she loved more than life itself.
“You enjoying this, baby?” Kent didn’t really need to ask. The smile on her face and the evidence dripping down the bench and forming a small puddle on the floor told him everything he needed to know.
“Yes, sir,” she whispered without opening her eyes. She was floating on a cloud of ecstasy and never wanted to come down.
Her eyes did pop open, though, when Travis’s fingers slid into her pussy. “Oh yeah. She’s enjoying it, all right.” She could hear his self-satisfied grin.
He gently stroked her clit, and she squealed as shock and delicious sensations shot through her languid body. Her pussy clenched, and it thrummed as she slowly recovered.
“Do you want me, baby?” Kent’s hot breath seared across her ear, and she thought she would come on the spot.
“Yes, oh God, yes!”
She was trembling, and her whole body was burning hot inside and out. Travis was running his finger through her labia and trailing the juices up to her small, tight rosette. His finger pressed on it gently, and she gasped at the sensation.
“I’m going to have that pretty pink ass of yours later,” he promised her as he came to stand in her line of vision.
A flame seared through her body at the thought of it, and she stared up at his gorgeous face. As Travis unfastened her hand, Kent took his position behind her, heeling off his boots and kicking off his Levis. He gripped her hips, keeping her firmly in position.
She felt his thick cock nudging at the mouth of her sopping-wet pussy, and he glided into her. He stilled for a moment, allowing her to become accustomed to his heaving girth before he thrust hard and long, causing her to moan deliciously.
Travis had unzipped his fly and allowed his huge member to spring free. His cockhead gave her a wet kiss as he neared her lips, and she licked at his juices eagerly before devouring his massive cock in her hot mouth. Travis’s cock tasted quite salty as she slurped and sucked at it. She swiped her tongue up and down its lengthy shaft, staring up at his lustful face. His eyes were hooded and he clenched his teeth, trying to maintain control of his body. With her free hand, Brooke pumped at his column, sucking hard at the delicious pre-cum that dripped into her welcoming mouth. She heard Travis gasp as she grabbed his hip for support, taking every inch of his swollen cock into her burning mouth and dow
n her gaping throat. Luckily she had no gagging reflex and was able to take either of her men just as they liked it, much to their untold delight.
She could feel Kent gouging a hot trail through to her womb, his heaving thrusts conveying his mounting passion as she pushed back against him. He released one of his hands to tickle her clit as his vast member grazed deliciously over her sensitive G-spot. Sensations soared with every movement he made. Her nerve endings jangled as he pulled back and then thrust forward until his balls slapped noisily against her.
The room smelled of sex, sweat, and their individual scents, while the sounds of slurping, moans, and flesh-on-flesh filled the air. Their grunts and shrieks became louder, the mere sound a delectable aphrodisiac to one another.
The fire ripped through Brooke’s body and she screamed around Travis’s huge cock. The vibrations at the back of her throat were enough to unhinge him, and he yelled as he came in massive bursts, flooding her with his cream. Brooke didn’t waste a drop of his burning nectar and swallowed greedily as it flowed down her open throat. Kent couldn’t hold on any longer and let go with a deep guttural grunt as his seed swamped her enticing womb. He thrust over and over as the deluge emptied from his enormous cock.
Travis removed his dick as Brooke panted for air, and he held her firm while Kent quickly untied her ankles. He swept her up in his bulging arms and carried her effortlessly to their bedroom. Kent followed, still gasping for air.
They lay, breathing heavily as they recovered in the comfort of the soft bed. Brooke had her head on Kent’s soft chest while her arm was draped over her cowboy. After a while, Travis stood and removed his jeans.
Brooke opened her lazy eyes and saw him outlined in the moonlight that now streamed through the open window. His muscles were highlighted in the silvery glow, and his eyes twinkled in the dim light. A shadow crossed his ripped chest, but even the darkness couldn’t hide the massive erection that grazed his stomach. His muscular legs took a step nearer to the bed, and she noticed, with horror, that he had caught her staring at him. His eyebrow hitched questioningly, and she flushed with embarrassment. He chuckled.
“See anything you like, darlin’?”
Brooke gasped.
A hand stroked her back, and she realized Kent had been watching them. “It’s all right, baby. He has a gorgeous body. There’s no harm in admiring it. I do it all the time.” Kent’s voice was quiet and reassuring.
She turned around to face him and noticed he was actually stroking his own massive cock. The sight of his two lovers had aroused him.
“You tired, darlin’?”
She felt the bed dip as Travis crawled back over toward her. Suddenly she was wide awake. She smiled up at him. Travis leaned over her, twisting her onto her back with her head still on Kent’s ripped chest. The cowboy raised her good arm above her head, resting it on Kent’s torso, where he held it while he grazed his lips over hers, lapping at her seam with his hot tongue.
“I love you,” he whispered into her mouth as she allowed him entry, and their tongues twisted and danced in their heat.
Brooke didn’t get chance to reply as her breath hitched, and she was aware that Travis’s other hand was on Kent’s huge dick. He caressed and stroked his lover while becoming more insistent with his tongue in her mouth. Kent groaned beneath her head as Travis pulled at his shaft and she could hear the splashing sound as the deputy’s pre-cum lubricated his lover’s fingers.
Kent trailed his hand down to her pussy, and he stroked the juices he found there all over her pubis. He probed her dripping canal with his large fingers, and wiped her wetness down across her. The sensations made her buck under his hand, and she moaned with delight. He continued to stroke her labia and spread her cream right around to her ass, causing her to automatically lift her hips to allow him entry. She felt him spread her natural lubricant around her tight rosette, and her breath hitched excitedly.
She felt Travis begin to thrust his tongue in and out of her mouth, as if fucking it, and she glowed with the heat of her passion. Her own tongue was languid as his slid over it time and again. His tongue was hard and tickled her lips before bursting into her hot mouth and hitting the back of her throat. She closed her eyes, imagining it was his cock again, and her breathing heaved noisily.
“Do you want us, darlin’?” Travis whispered into her mouth.
Brooke whimpered. “Yes!” Her eyes stared into his, pleading him to take her.
Travis lifted his weight off the bed and effortlessly placed Brooke straddling Kent’s enormous dick. Kent took her weight and allowed her to lower herself slowly onto his heaving member. She gasped at the massive girth entering her, and stilled when she finally reached his rock-hard balls. Kent pulled her head toward his and took her mouth in a sensual, lingering kiss. Her whole body relaxed on him, and he reached a hand down to stroke her breasts lovingly. Brooke moaned as the sensations flowed through her. Kent slowly lifted her, and she held his shoulder as he pushed her back down on his throbbing cock before slowly lifting her again. Brooke followed his pace and settled into steady rhythm as Travis took his position behind her.
“This ass ever been fucked before, darlin’?” Travis seemed to have his suspicions as his finger tantalized her pink rosette, but he obviously felt compelled to ask.
“Yes, but not…” Brooke stilled as a vision flashed in front of her mind. Chad had insisted and it hurt—bad. She felt her muscles tense, and her skin pricked all over.
“Shh.” Kent’s reassurance warmed her, and his sensual kisses began to wrap her in a warm glow again. Travis was stroking her back, and slowly her muscles began to relax again.
“You still have your safe word, darlin’,” Travis whispered into her ear.
She felt every fiber in her body ease and she sucked softly at Kent’s tongue.
“That’s it, darlin’, just relax,” Travis soothed her as he lingered with his hand down her back and caressed her sensitive perineum. “Just remember we love you, honey, and we’re gonna make this wonderful for you, I promise.”
His voice was low and his pledge went straight to her pussy. She gushed and Travis immediately trailed his fingers through her juices and around to her ass.
Kent resumed lifting her up and down his thick shaft, and she sighed as she picked up the rhythm once again and the sensations flowed through her. He slowly upped the pace, and she gasped into his mouth. Her breath began to pant, and she screwed her eyes tight as tremors began to rack her body.
“Lean right over, baby.” Travis used his Dom voice and she gushed violently again.
With his large finger he swirled her cream into her hole, followed by a great dollop of cold lube. She jumped at the sensations and then gasped as his finger delved down to the thick rim of tissue.
“Deep breaths now, darlin’, breathe out slowly.” Travis’s competent voice was calming and reassuring as it seeped into her world, and she began to inhale.
As she exhaled, his finger carefully broke through her barrier and eased itself into her private domain. The pain she expected didn’t come. There was a feeling of pressure but it didn’t hurt. She opened her eyes in surprise, still breathing deeply.
“You’re doing great, baby.” Kent smiled at her, and she saw the slight strain in his gorgeous face. He thrust hard into her as Travis withdrew his finger. Brooke yelped. The sensations Travis caused by pulling back out were even better than when he entered her, and the force of Kent’s hard dick had sent her nerve endings jangling.
“Right over now, darlin’,” Travis urged as he rubbed another handful of lube over his pulsating cock. He waited for her to exhale again before nudging his dick up to her rim and then thrusting it into her as Kent withdrew.
“Aah!” Brooke was stunned at the millions of sparks lit through her entire body and she cried out. Travis grunted as he tunneled deep into her before slowly withdrawing almost all the way back.
She almost felt bereft at the loss of his throbbing member, but then Kent pounded her d
own hard onto his cock and she yelped again. The boys settled into a steady rhythm, like pistons chugging in and out of her oversensitized body, and Brooke lost herself in them. Kent continued to nibble at her lips as she yelped and gasped, and she could hear his rapid breathing as they kissed. His hands slid between them and massaged her breasts, one by one, before tugging and pinching at her hard nipples.
Travis slipped a hand down and stroked her clit while his other hand clamped to her hip. She could hear him grunting behind her and imagined his gorgeous face as he pumped into her.
Suddenly the whole world began to spin as the boys suddenly rocketed the pace and Travis pinched hard on her pulsating clit, sending her soaring into an almighty orgasm that caused her to emit an ear-splitting scream against Kent’s ripped chest. Kent let out a savage roar and shot his boiling seed straight to her womb while Travis gave a feral howl as he exploded, spurting his cum like molten lava searing through her passage. The room was electric as their elation peaked, and they all gasped and panted while whimpers and moans escaped their throats.
Brooke was quaking as she slumped heavily onto Kent’s heaving chest and she felt Travis’s weight on her back. Her eyes closed and she gulped in mouthfuls of air. She could hear her lovers huffing as they all gradually relaxed.
Travis rolled off her heated body, and she immediately felt a waft of cool night air flow across her back. She trembled at the sensation. He noticed her quivering and lifted her from her lover’s body to wrap her in a cool sheet. Brooke’s eyes were still closed, but she nodded her acknowledgment and curled up on the bed. Travis used the en suite to freshen up, keeping an eye on her through the bathroom mirror.
He returned to the bed and cuddled into their beautiful girl while Kent stirred. The deputy smiled at the other two cuddled up together and leaned over to give Travis a loving kiss before he went for a wash.
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