“I’ll drop the blood by the lab on my way home and should have the results tomorrow afternoon,” Merlin said, handing her paperwork to Gavin. “The front door is locked. Don’t forget to set the alarm on your way out.”
“We won’t,” Gavin said. He pushed to his feet and slid the paperwork into his back pocket before moving to stand beside Sasha.
She watched as the doctor nodded and walked out, closing the door behind himself. Peyton crossed it and punched the lock in the handle. They were now all alone, and from the look on their faces, she knew they would not be leaving the room anytime soon.
“Hello, cupcake,” Peyton said, moving to her other side. He took her hand and placed it over the large bulge in his jeans, holding it there and shifting his hips back and forth to run his cock against her palm.
“Hello, Sirs,” she responded softly.
Though she wanted to ask what they were about to do to her, she knew. They were not in the club, and their promise to Jenna was null and void now that they knew of her limited sexual history and the blood work was on its way to the lab. They knew she was healthy, and they had to be disease-free since they were already members of Club Esoteria.
Her pussy flooded and her nipples jumped to attention in anticipation of what was about to happen.
“We missed you, little one,” Gavin said as he ran a hand up her body and cupped her left breast. “And teasing us at the end of our dates like you did was not a nice thing to do to your Sirs.”
Peyton mirrored his action on her right breast.
Her body jumped and her breathing itched as their fingers closed over the erect nipples that were begging for attention. “I missed you, too,” she admitted softly as she shifted on the table. Her pussy lips puffed up as her juices filled her channel.
“Ever have a fantasy about sex in a doctor’s office?” Peyton asked, looking from her to Gavin.
She shook her head.
Gavin grinned. “Not until just now.”
“Me either. But I can’t walk to my truck like this. I think we need to remind our pet who is in charge of this relationship. Dealing with her naughty behavior can wait until tomorrow night.”
Her breathing heavy, she looked from one to the other. “Naughty how?”
Both men shot her a look. She swallowed as she remembered they were not just hot, sexy men, they were her Doms. “Sirs,” she added hastily.
“Better. You should have been tested and had your paperwork back to the club before now. Also, teasing your men like you did on our dates earned you a couple of strokes as well. If we didn’t know better, we might think you were trying to top us by flashing your naked little ass like that.” Gavin practically growled as he leaned close and nuzzled his nose against her ear.
“But—” She wanted to argue but broke off when they pulled her from the table to stand between them.
“Lose the shoes,” Peyton ordered, in full Dom mode.
She kicked off her sneakers then stood passively as they stripped off the rest of her clothes while kissing her and touching every inch of skin as they bared it. In less than two minutes, she stood between them naked.
Gavin took her shoulders and turned her to face the table. Peyton stepped away and began to undress. She licked her lips as she watched him out of the corner of her eye. Gavin then pressed on the center of her back until she bent forward to lie flat on the cool paper that covered the padded exam table. He pulled her legs apart and back.
“Arms under you,” he ordered.
He helped her shift, positioning her so her hands and forearms held her body up. Balanced such, she found she could not move far in any direction.
Sasha sucked a breath when warm fingers spread her pussy lips then moved away. A soft cool breeze wafted over her open entrance and knotted-up clit. After pressing his erect, cloth-covered cock into the side of her right ass cheek, Gavin shifted back and forth then up and down, pressing into her skin before he moved to stand directly behind her.
“Damn, this is one beautiful ass,” Gavin said as his hands rubbed over her cheeks. “I cannot wait to fuck this. Just imagine, little lamb, Peyton will fuck your pretty pussy while I fill your ass. You’ll be so full of manmeat you’ll scream as you come.”
All Sasha could do was nod and breathe deeply in response, trying unsuccessfully to fight the arousal that was washing through her.
“That will be your final test, cupcake,” Peyton said from across the room. “Pass that and we’ll be keeping you forever.”
“Now, don’t move, pet,” Gavin ordered, patting the sides of both ass cheeks before stepping away.
She turned her head to try to see what they were doing, but a large hand swatted her left ass cheek and then her right, the motions hard and fast.
She gasped as red-hot pain spread through her. Several heartbeats later, she sighed when it transformed into a pleasure that turned her on so much she needed to move in response.
“Head down. You don’t need to know what we’re doing. Yet,” Peyton said, his powerful Dom voice setting her to trembling.
She listened intently, hoping for a hint as to what they were doing, but all she heard was rustling cloth as Gavin stripped off his clothes. Then there was a long minute of silence though she thought she could feel their eyes on her.
“It’s time for your next lesson,” Gavin said, his voice coming from across the room. “This is one of control. You will not come without permission while pleasing two men at once. How does that sound to you?”
Chapter 11
“Frustrating,” Sasha admitted.
The men chuckled. “It could be. But know this, if you come before we say you can, you will be laid across my lap for a spanking. Then we will repeat the lesson until you get it right,” Peyton said softly, his lips right beside her ear.
Though the threat was intimidating, Sasha tried to hump her hips against the edge of the table, so aroused she could not stop herself. The edge of the table was too tall for her to reach with her clit, but that did not stop her from trying. Her actions earned her two more hard smacks, which surprisingly just added to the need building low in her pelvis.
“I don’t know, Peyton. It looks like our girl needs a spanking now, before we start her lesson,” Gavin said just before something cool and wet dragged down the valley between her ass cheeks to her puckered star. Her body reacted instinctively, tightening all the muscles from her waist to just below her pussy. “No, little lamb, take deep breaths and relax for us.”
“What do you think, cupcake? Do you need to be laid across my lap right now and have your ass warmed up before we start your next lesson?”
Sasha had to close her eyes and take several deep breaths before she could answer. “Whatever my Sirs wish,” she whispered.
She had not been spanked since she was a child, and what her father had done to her years ago was nothing like what she knew these two were planning. Her horny reaction to their slaps so far surprised her. She wondered if she would enjoy a spanking from these two dominant men who seemed to know what she needed better than she did herself.
Both men groaned, but from their tone she knew they approved of her answer.
“That’s a very good answer, cupcake. Exactly the right way to answer your Sirs.”
She tensed in preparation for more pain while at the same time hoping the pleasure bubbling just behind her clit would continue.
Instead, large, hot hands covered her ass cheeks and began to massage the flesh. They pushed the halves to meet in the center before pulling them wide apart. Then two fingers began to stroke down the valley between. The fingers and hands working the muscles of her bottom lulled her into a relaxed state where nothing mattered except the touch of hot fingers on her ass.
When a single cool, wet finger traced small circles around her back hole, she dropped her head to rest her forehead on the table and moaned softly. The moaning because a long sucking inhalation as the fingertip gently pressed through the outer ring of her puckered star. T
he finger stopped once the first joint was inside her. Her hips began to shift back and forth, needing something, needing more, only she did not know what that something more should be though she had a good idea.
Her nipples were rock hard and begging for attention while her pussy overflowed with liquid excitement. It would not take much to make her come, with or without a cock inside her.
“No, cupcake. Relax, pet,” Peyton said as he stroked a hand from the nape of her neck to the top of her cleft and back again. “You have a lesson to learn before you can come.”
Lifting her head, she forced her eyes open. She turned her head and met Peyton’s pale blue eyes just inches from her own. “Lesson?”
“Lesson, who?” he prompted with a thread of steel in his voice.
“Lesson, Sir?” she corrected herself then licked her lips.
His eyes, as warm as a summer sky, dropped to her mouth and began to blaze with blue fire. “Yes, sweet pet, during your testing last Friday evening you came too quickly. A good submissive learns to come only when her Dom allows it. Some we know can only orgasm on demand. From now on, you will not come unless we give you permission. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Sir, I’ll try,” Sasha panted as she fought back the orgasm that was already swelling inside her.
Peyton brushed a kiss across her lips. He climbed onto the table in front of her and settled his legs on either side of her body. She moaned and licked her lips as she watched his cock wave just inches in front of her.
“Ask for it, cupcake,” he said. He moved closer until the tip of his cock bumped against her lips. “Beg your Sir for what you want.”
Sasha ran her tongue over her lips, tasting the drop of pre-cum left behind. She savored the taste as she recalled their instructions from Friday night’s lessons.
“Please, Sir, please may I suck your cock?” Her question ended on a gasp as the head of Gavin’s long thick shaft parted her pussy lips and eased inside.
He steadily pressed deeper and deeper into her cunt until his pelvis rested against her ass. She began to pant harder as her pussy muscles clenched around the invader. She could feel her orgasm gathering like a storm on the horizon, ready to sweep over and through her. It took a moment to refocus her attention to Peyton when he tapped a finger on her forehead.
“Cupcake, you may suck on my cock, but remember you will not come until we tell you that you can.” The low tones of Peyton’s voice sent hot shivers through her.
“I’ll try, Sir,” she said, then squeaked when a hand came down hard on the side of one ass cheek and then the other in rapid succession.
“Don’t try. Do.” Gavin growled in her ear as the fur covering his chest brushed over her back.
She shifted, arching her back, and sending more shivers through her. He pushed down on her then eased his hips back until only the head remained inside her pussy. Pausing for several seconds like that, he then pushed forward again and filled her, keeping his movements much too slow for Sasha’s taste. She needed him to move faster and harder.
Needing a distraction from the growing ache in her clit, Sasha opened her mouth and stretched forward, taking as much of Peyton’s shaft in her mouth as she could. Then she began to bob up and down with her tongue swirling against the shaft and batting at the head with each pass.
Peyton’s hands continued to stroke over her back and shoulders. His touch eased the knotted muscles along her spine that working on her feet all day and stress gave her. Gavin continued to hold her hips, his fingers pressing firmly into the flesh as he began to slide in and out at an ever-increasing rate. She gasped for breath around Peyton’s shaft even as she fought to keep her own arousal from peaking too soon.
Fingers wrapped around the back of her skull and held it steady. Then Peyton’s hips began to buck off the table, pushing more and more of his length into her mouth. Her thoughts divided as the men rocked her back and forth from one cock to the other. She felt Gavin’s finger slowing, drilling deeper into her ass. She squeezed her pussy muscles around Gavin’s cock as she sucked harder on Peyton’s, hoping to drive them over the peak of their orgasm before her own erupted.
When the men began to make dark sounds and panting as they fucked her mouth and pussy faster and faster, Sasha thought she might just be able to hold back on coming until they did. Then Gavin surprised her by pulling the single digit from her ass and replacing it with two, which he slid full length into her on the first stroke.
Without warning, Sasha’s orgasm erupted. There was no time to beg for permission as she screamed around the cock in her mouth while slamming her body back onto Gavin’s. Peyton’s hands tightened their hold on her scalp as he joined her a few seconds later. He howled as he filled her mouth with his seed. Gavin thrust even deeper and harder twice more before roaring with his own release.
As her orgasm retreated, strength left her. Sasha leaned her head and one shoulder against Peyton’s thigh but did not release his cock. She liked the taste of his cream and the feel of his cock as it slowly softened.
Gavin collapsed, falling down to rest heavily on top of her, gasping for breath as if he had just run a thirty-second mile. She sighed and relished his comfortable weight as her body went numb from the shoulders down.
She still could not feel her toes when Gavin lifted from her back and slowly pulled his cock from her pussy. “Peyton, I didn’t give our pet permission to come, did you?”
“No, Gavin, I didn’t. Our cupcake was a naughty girl. Especially after I had just explained the rules to her.” Peyton eased his softening cock from her mouth and shifted back on the table. “But her punishment and the rest of this lesson will have to wait until tomorrow night.”
“Mmmm, sounds good to me,” Gavin said. “What do you say to that, little one?”
Sasha wobbled as she tried to stand up. Her stomach knotted with both excitement and nerves as she thought about returning to the club. Then she remembered the reason she had left abruptly the previously week. Those two bitches who had called her a cow and insulted her Sirs. But maybe if she stayed close to her men they would leave her alone.
Smiling shyly, she turned to face them, keeping one hand on the table to maintain her balance. “I think I’d like that, Sirs.”
Chapter 12
Gavin looked from the clock on his truck’s dashboard to Peyton, who lounged in the passenger’s seat like they had all the time in the world. “Why are we driving around the block again? Sasha will be waiting.”
As Peyton opened his mouth to answer, the phone on his belt chirped. The fact he was wearing the phone to the club was strange enough, but when he immediately grabbed it and answered, Gavin knew something was going on.
“Antony? She’s there? Good. Have her assume the kneeling position in the corner of the lobby and wait there for us. Yes, I know. We’re on our way, but don’t tell her that. Thanks.”
Gavin’s frown deepened. “Mind letting me in on whatever the fuck it is that’s going on?”
Peyton did not answer until he had returned his phone to his belt. “A lesson in patience for our pretty Sasha that will carry into one on controlling her orgasm a little later tonight.”
“We’re also going to trim her tonight, aren’t we?” Gavin asked as he pulled into the club and stopped.
Rolling down his window, he gave his name to the security guard protecting the parking lot’s entrance. The guard did not even check his list, but waved them through. Not only were they regulars, as owners of the security company protecting the club, they had hired most of the staff.
Gavin parked along the side fence and climbed out. Peyton grabbed a duffle bag from the backseat. When Gavin started to hurry to the club’s entrance, Peyton grabbed his arm.
“Slow down. She’s not going anywhere.”
Gavin took a deep breath and nodded. As they crossed the parking lot, he once again was amazed at the benign outward appearance of the BDSM club.
Club Esoteria was housed in a turn-of-the-century, four-story
brick warehouse that looked much like any of the other older warehouses in town. Taurus and Jenna had renovated this one with new windows and painted the red bricks a sedate medium tan. The big difference that made this one stand out from the other clubs in town was its fenced and security-guarded parking lot. Only the city’s outdoor storage facility had a more elaborate fencing system.
There was not even a billboard announcing to the world what kind of business was conducted inside. In fact, there were no signs of any kind, except on the side of the mailbox where the words “Club Esoteria” and the street address had been painted in a rather bland script.
When they reached the front glass double-doors, Gavin hesitated and looked at Peyton. “Loving or strict tonight?”
His friend smiled. “Both, by turns and as needed.”
“Uh-huh. Guess I’ll just follow your lead.”
Peyton grinned. “Good idea. First we check in and deal with her paperwork, and then we collect our little pet.”
“Sounds good,” Gavin said, reaching for the door. “And we’ll decide by the end of the evening?”
Peyton nodded his agreement then opened the door and walked past him into the club’s lobby. Gavin followed. Once inside, his gaze immediately went to the corner where their little subbie waited, kneeling in the position they had taught her last week. A pair of shoes and a small purse sat on the floor next to her.
She wore a blue jumper that looked several sizes too big. The dress hung on her, hiding all her bits and pieces while hinting at the luscious curves of her body. He wondered if it had been her or Antony who tucked the front down between her widespread thighs. His cock throbbed at the sight of her sitting there waiting for them.
Her head was cocked forward and she stared at the floor just in front of her knees so he could not see her pretty face. Antony had probably told her not to look at the guests as they came into the lobby. He would have to thank the slave later for protecting their pet.
One of the stricter Doms might have taken offense at her following their rule of looking people in the eye. Then Gavin would have to kick some ass, and that was the last thing he had planned for tonight. Tonight was about teaching their little pet some more about their likes and dislikes and making sure that they were all on the same page before they proposed a triad relationship outside the club walls.
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