by Cara Adams
He beeped his car open and held the door for her to enter, but he placed a hand on her arm. Malachi stood behind his right shoulder. “Ginnie, we don’t want today to end yet.”
He paused, waiting to see if she shrugged him off and went to climb into the car. But she just stood and looked at them both.
So far so good. “Will you come home with us, to my house, tonight, please?”
“Both of you?”
“Yes, ma’am.” That was Malachi.
“And are you both involved in the BDSM scene like Jasper and Cornelian, and Jett and Morgan?”
“We are.”
“You people take this community togetherness thing seriously don’t you?”
Zircon couldn’t help but laugh. Ginnie was like that. Her answers were never boring or what he might have expected. She put her own unique spin on everything.
“Over the years I guess we’ve grown sort of like minded about a lot of things,” said Malachi.
“But it may also have been partly why the original settlers came here. Possibly their sexual attitudes weren’t completely accepted wherever they’d been living before,” added Zircon.
“That makes sense. All right, I’ll come with you tonight,” said Ginnie.
“Thank you.” Zircon gently kissed her forehead. Malachi leaned over and kissed her cheek. She smiled and climbed into the car. He shut the door after her, wishing he could buckle her seat belt and perform any other little tasks to show he cared, but intent on not pushing her boundaries just yet.
Just before he reached the turnoff to the driveway into the pack lands Zircon stopped the car. He took two pairs of handcuffs and two blindfolds from the glove compartment. “Are you ready to begin playing a scene with me, Malachi?”
Yes, Sir.”
Zircon cuffed Malachi’s hands in front of him then slipped the blindfold over his eyes. It was a good quality one that would remove any possibility of the wearer seeing anything that was happening.
“Ginnie, are you ready to begin playing this scene?” He’d deliberately asked her second, so she would see what he did to Malachi.
“Yes, Sir.”
Letting out a breath he hadn’t even realized he’d been holding, Zircon cuffed her hands in front of her, and blindfolded her, then pulled the car back on the road. The entry to the pack lands was still secret from her. Of course, blindfolding Malachi meant he’d have to get out of the car and unlock and open the boom gate himself, drive the car through, and get out and lock it up again, but that was a small price to pay for having Ginnie’s voluntary cooperation.
Zircon’s house was actually quite inconveniently placed for the fact he needed to work in the main office building every day. It was well back in the pack lands and hidden between the trees. Every winter he had to leave his car in the barn they used as a garage and ski or snowshoe in and out to his house because the track in to his place was too long and took far too much work to keep it cleared of snow. Tonight, for the first time, he was seeing its position as a bonus. His privacy was assured, which was undoubtedly what his ancestor had wanted when he’d built there.
Zircon bumped his car down the rutted track to his house, stopping right by his front porch. It had a wide verandah looking out onto trees and the track winding back toward the community. He could remember his grandfather sitting on the porch, his feet resting on the rail, relaxing, but Zircon himself had never sat there for more than a few minutes while drinking a cup of coffee of a morning or evening for many years. Maybe, if he had a relationship with Malachi and Ginnie, they would sit there and just relax and enjoy the peace and quiet and the green of the trees.
Shrugging off his memories and thoughts, he removed the two blindfolds and said, “Welcome to the dungeon, my subs.”
They followed him up the steps waiting while he unlocked the door, then stood just inside the entryway while he locked the door again. Zircon switched the heating on. He planned to have Ginnie naked all night and didn’t want to risk her catching a chill.
“Wait here.”
He hurried into the living room, closed the drapes, then moved through the house, closing every drape and blind before turning lights on in the living room, kitchen and bedroom. Zircon was only too aware that some of the wolf pack was still not reconciled to the idea of wolves mating with humans. Despite the Supreme sanctioning their Alpha’s mating, and despite the fact that other packs had been mating with humans and other species for years, this pack had a small but determined group of men who wanted the werewolves to mate no one but a female wolf.
With so few female wolves around, Zircon wasn’t sure how they thought this would happen, or how they thought they’d survive opposing the clearly expressed wishes of their own Alpha and the Supreme, but he wasn’t aiming to have a discussion about it tonight of all nights. Should anyone pass by his house tonight, they could imagine whatever they liked, but they would know nothing.
In his bedroom he picked up some clothing he’d laid out before leaving that morning, and took it into the hallway. “Come into the living room,” he said, leading the way.
First, he removed their handcuffs. “I’m Doctor Zircon. Nurse Ginnie, I’ll be telling you how to heal our poor sick patient, Malachi. Both of you take all your clothes off then put your costumes on.”
He handed Ginnie an old-fashioned nurse’s cap and a very short white dress with just one button to hold the top closed. For Malachi there was a pair of baggy pajama pants that tied closed. His own costume consisted of a white coat and a stethoscope.
The dress looked amazing on Ginnie. He’d had to guess the size of her beasts but he’d gotten it right. They pushed against the single button showing plenty of flesh through the gap but her nipples were hidden. The dress was so short that when she moved he could see flashes of her ass cheeks. Perfect!
He’d already moved a heavy old full-length mirror from the bedroom where it usually sat in a corner of the room, into the living room. Now he set a straight-backed chair in front of the mirror but about four feet back from the glass. “Patient, sit on the chair facing the mirror. Make yourself comfortable. Spread your legs wide.”
Malachi did as he was told. As soon as he widened his legs his cock fell though the open fly of the pajamas. He was already half-hard, a good sign the scenario was going to be successful.
“Nurse Ginnie. Our patient has sore feet. Why don’t you kneel down and massage them for him.”
If she hadn’t flashed him such a wicked look, Zircon would have wondered if she’d misunderstood him. But when she bent from the waist, straight legged, and picked up one of Malachi’s feet, showing her ass and pussy in the mirror, her grin told him quite clearly that she did it deliberately.
Even when she kneeled down she stuck her ass up in the air. She had to know both men would see her naked flesh in the mirror. Zircon stepped quickly up to her, picked her up, turned her over Malachi’s knee, flipped the tiny skirt up, and spanked her ass with the full force of his hand.
“Now, care for your patient. Massage his feet properly.”
“Yes, Sir.”
Obediently Ginnie kneeled at Malachi’s feet and began massaging them. But somehow she was wiggling her shoulders and one breast was getting ever closer to the gap in the top of her dress. Zircon had no idea how she was doing it, but he knew it was intentional.
Fuck, the woman was amazing. Her body language was the picture of obedience and submission—until he looked at the top of her dress with the nipple just starting to show.
As soon as the nipple broke through the gap, Zircon said, “Patient, suck her nipple. Bite it. Make her aware of her disobedience.”
Malachi pulled Ginnie to him, leaning his growing erection against her belly as he sucked her nipple into his mouth.
When Zircon thought Malachi’d had enough time to arouse Ginnie thoroughly, once again he turned her over Malachi’s knee. After spanking her just as hard as before, he then stuck his fingers in her channel. Unsubdued, she clenched them with her pus
sy muscles. She was dripping with cream and burning hot. It was time to move on.
He looked at Malachi’s cock. It was fully aroused and the head was engorged. Excellent.
“Help the patient take his pajamas off please, Nurse.”
She enjoyed that, smoothing her hands over Malachi’s skin in a totally unnecessary way as the pants were so loose they dropped to the ground without needing her help.
“Face the mirror and sit on his cock, then open your legs wide so we can all watch him fuck you.”
Zircon guided her legs outside Malachi’s so every inch of her pussy was visible in the mirror as Malachi drove his cock into her cunt, then withdrew, raising and lowering her on his knee, using his thigh muscles and his feet for leverage. Zircon stood behind the chair, undoing the single button holding her remaining breast inside the dress, then freeing both breasts, cupping the globes, rubbing the nipples, then pulling on them, stretching them, pinching them.
While Malachi pumped harder into her cunt, and they all watched every movement of his cock in and out of her pussy, Zircon concentrated on teasing her breasts, noticing how round they were and how hot and tight the nipples had become.
He knew both of them were close to coming. “You can both come, but you aren’t to close your eyes, either of you. Keep your eyes open the entire time, and watch Malachi’s cum spurt inside you, Ginnie. Watch and see everything he gives you.”
He unbuttoned his white coat, freeing his own erection, and with the stethoscope, he tied Ginnie’s hands behind her back to the chair. This pushed her breasts out even farther, making them more prominent and arousing his own cock to a state of extreme hardness. Fates, I want her. He wanted his dick slamming inside her as well as Malachi’s. But this time was Malachi’s turn and watching her cunt when she came should be enough to ensure his release.
Zircon lowered his head to her neck, biting that tender place where the neck and shoulder joined. He moved around beside her and sucked a breast into his mouth, biting the nipple and the flesh, sucking hard, wanting to mark her as his. All the while he watched the mirror and saw that first moment as her cunt began to flutter in release. Malachi slammed into her and his cock spurted seed into her pussy. Her pussy was bright pink now as she quivered and rippled and came.
Zircon grabbed his aching dick and stroked himself firmly. His own essence blasted from him and he sprayed it over her breasts, the breasts he’d bitten and claimed as his own. Again and again he spurted, coating her with his cum, as Malachi filled her pussy with his seed.
Finally he leaned forward and kissed her, then untied the stethoscope. “The doctor says it’s just about time for everyone to take a shower. But before we do, there’s just one more thing we need to share.”
* * * *
Ginnie’d never before thought how erotic it could be watching herself in the mirror. Sure she knew brothels had mirrored walls and ceilings, but until right then she hadn’t understood the power of the added emphasis that came from seeing as well as feeling. She’d come harder than she had before and it wasn’t just from Malachi’s mighty impressive cock. It was the visual added to the emotional.
Consequently she waited patiently for her Dom to tell her what they would share before showering. Not that she promised to obey without pushing the limits a little here and there. Half the fun of being a submissive, for Ginnie, was pushing the envelope and learning what brought punishment on her and whether she was ready to push even harder afterward.
“Suck my cock. Taste me, learn my flavor, familiarize yourself with my essence so you’ll always know your Dom in future.”
Obediently Ginnie held Zircon’s cock in her hands and flicked her tongue across his cockhead. Yes, I do need to be able to tell which of them is which when I’m blindfolded. Ginnie concentrated hard, licking up the last of his cum from the slit in the head and sucking him deep into her mouth. Zircon’s cockhead was broad and a little flat. And his taste was earthy, woodsy, and faintly salty. I’d recognize him again in a lineup. Ginnie giggled, then gently scraped her teeth up the side of his shaft and over the head. Zircon had enjoyed biting her, so she guessed he wouldn’t mind a little bit of teeth scraping over his cock. She bit the loose flesh a little before sucking him deep and soothing the hurt with her saliva.
“Now suck Malachi. Taste yourself and his flavors mingled together,” ordered Zircon.
Unlike many women, Ginnie knew exactly what she tasted like. She’d sucked her own cream off her fingers one day, wondering why men did it, and found herself to be quite a bland almost boring taste, not at all the image she’d have preferred herself to present. But to taste herself on Malachi mixed with Malachi’s cum was something quite different. Something she’d never even considered doing before.
Nonetheless she obeyed her Dom, licking the head of Malachi’s cock, and digging the tip of her tongue into his slit to taste him first. Malachi’s cock was longer and narrower than Zircon’s and his taste was totally different. He was spicy, a sharp contrast to her bland cream mixed with his seed.
This time Ginnie flicked her tongue up under the ridge where his shaft and cockhead joined, teasing that sensitive area, before sucking him deep and tasting him again. Malachi groaned, grabbed her head and started fucking her mouth in earnest.
“Stop!” ordered Zircon.
“Damn. I was enjoying that,” complained Ginnie.
“If this wasn’t our first time together, for that comment you would have three stripes with my cane, later. You were told to taste, no more, no less. You must learn to obey me. Now we’ll shower.”
Ginnie grinned. “Three stripes, huh? I could deal with that. It’d definitely be worth it.”
“In that case, the punishment stands.”
Ginnie followed Zircon down the hallway to the bathroom, and Malachi brought up the rear. Zircon turned the hot water on in a regular shower over a tub. The bathroom was a remnant from an earlier era with a pedestal sink, a small mirror-fronted closet on the wall, and a toilet in the corner.
The men stood on either side of Ginnie under the shower, Malachi washing her front and Zircon her back. Ginnie squealed when Zircon bit her ass, but it was a good squeal, of thrill rather than of pain, although she suspected she’d have some bruises from all the bites he’d been placing on her skin. She didn’t mind. Rough play was fine by her and bruises were just a sign she’d been loved thoroughly.
Malachi played with her bellybutton piercing for a long time, so she wondered if he’d never seen one before. The beaded butterfly pin she was wearing there had been made by Taige, who’d also made her several more simple barbell decorations she often wore.
“Now you can wash Malachi,” said Zircon.
Ginnie flashed him a glance and decided to push a little farther. She took the soap and rubbed across Malachi’s chest. Then she moved to his thighs and washed them. She nudged him to turn around and washed his back, teasing over his ass just a little bit. When she turned him around again she kneeled in the tub and sucked his cock deep into her mouth, tipping her head well back so he could slide down the back of her throat. Then, pinning her best innocent look on her face, she stood up and asked, “Should I wash you now, Zircon?”
Zircon nodded and she pushed at him to turn around and give her his back. This time she spent a long time massaging his shoulders before moving her hands down to his spine and ass. Then she slipped a finger in his dark hole and twisted it, searching for his prostate gland.
“Tease. Is that what you want? Hold her steady.”
Malachi gripped her arms and Zircon took the soap, shoved her legs wide apart and began massaging her anus. Faster than she would have believed he’d stretched her open, and wider still, then he drove his cock into her ass, burning her tissues all the way in. When he’d driven into her to the hilt, he paused, letting her screaming nerve endings settle, before gently pulling out of her and pushing in again. The second time it didn’t hurt, as her tissues adjusted to accept him, and by the third time she was begging for mor
e.
The men must have exchanged glances over her head, because Malachi kneeled and began sucking her clit and licking her slit. “Now it’s my turn to suck you,” he said hoarsely.
Ginnie looked down at him and noticed how huge his cock was. She promised herself she’d suck him off after she came. She couldn’t think about anything right now. Zircon was slamming into her ass, his fingers digging so deeply into her hips she knew she’d have bruises there, too. But she didn’t care. She just wanted to come. It’d been so long since anyone had fucked her ass, she’d almost forgotten how incredibly arousing it was. And that was doubly so with a second man sucking her clit.
She took one hand off Malachi’s shoulder where she was balancing herself against the driving force of Zircon’s fucking, and rubbed her own nipple. Zircon slapped her hand away and took hold of her nipple, pinching it hard. The jolt of pleasure-pain sent a shard of delight all the way to her cunt.
“Again,” she whispered.
Zircon rested his large hand on her breast, stroking the skin, teasing the underside, and rolling, twisting, and pinching her nipple. All the while he pounded up into her ass, until her cream poured out of her pussy and her legs wobbled with the need to come. She was close. So very close. Malachi kissed, nibbled, and licked along her pussy lips, and inside her cunt, sucking on her clit and tongue fucking her pussy. Everything he did just drove her higher and higher until her brain was about to explode with need.
Zircon bit her shoulder, drawing blood, and Ginnie splintered into an orgasm harder than she could ever recall before. She felt her ass fill with burning-hot cum, and knew that Zircon had orgasmed as well. Before her mind could do more than grasp that she needed to help Malachi over the edge, he thrust his cock into her pussy. Once, twice, three times he jack-hammered into her cunt, her hot, sensitive, rippling pussy tissues clutching him, welcoming him, drawing him deep, then he filled her with his cum.
