“Let’s see the cards.” I smiled and flipped mine over.
“Oh my god!” The color drained out of Aurora’s face and she flipped over a pair of sixes, which had been turned into three of a kind with the initial flop. “I—I had it. I had the win.”
“The cards always betray you eventually.” I reached over and picked up her Punishment Chip. “It’s a painful lesson to learn sometimes—like now.”
“Come on, Cole.” Ryker turned his head towards me with his eyebrows clenched together in anger. “Give her a pass on this one.”
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” I glared at him. “You’re the one that made the side bet to begin with.”
“Wait, what side bet?” Aurora looked at Ryker and then to me.
“Ryker bet me that I couldn’t spank you before the end of your vacation. He thought you’d like it.” I leaned back and chuckled. “He just lost the bet.”
“I also said that you didn’t have to go through with it if she wasn’t into it, and by the look on her face, I’m going to guess my original assumption was wrong.” Ryker reached over and took Aurora’s hand. “You don’t have to do it. I’ll call off the bet.”
“I mean…” Aurora looked down at the table and sighed. “It did turn me on a lot, but that was different. It was the heat of the moment.”
“Sorry, Aurora.” I picked up the Punishment Chip and leaned forward to put it on front of her. “I’m not cruel. If you’re not into that sort of thing, and Ryker wants to call off the bet, you can have your chip back.”
Well, that’s a downer. Fuck. Leave it to me to take a giant shit on a great evening.
Chapter Seventeen
Aurora
I liked Cole’s dominance. I loved the way he treated me in the bedroom. It made me feel things that I had never imagined. That was different from a real spanking, though—panties down, across his knee, having my bare bottom blistered like a disobedient child. That wasn’t the same. I stared at the Punishment Chip once he put it back in front of me, my thoughts tangled. It felt wrong to take it back. He had won it fair and square, even if there was a hidden agenda between them with their side bet. I didn’t know if I would necessarily hate being spanked. I just didn’t know if it would turn me on the same way his dominance did when we were in bed together. Still, I was the one that made the decision to risk it and I lost. That part was on me, regardless of how it ended up becoming my Punishment Chip to begin with.
“Okay, well—I think this game is done. Maybe we should go to the bedroom and have another memorable night.” Ryker looked at me and then turned towards Cole.
“Has anyone lost their Punishment Chip and had their punishment excused?” I picked up the chip and stared at it, completely ignoring Ryker’s suggestion. “Like, if either of you had lost it, would you have chickened out?”
“Probably not.” Ryker shook his head. “But we don’t have to think about that. This is your vacation—not a trip to the Principal’s office.”
“No, hold on.” I shook my head back and forth. “I’m serious. I chose to play the game and I gambled away my Punishment Chip.”
“And I gave it back to you.” Cole forced a smile. “Seriously, don’t even think about it. Toss it in the garbage. I had no intentions of actually hurting you. It was just because of the bet—and how you reacted to the other stuff we did. Ryker called it off, so nobody is getting spanked tonight—or ever.”
“What were the stakes in that bet?” I lifted my head and looked towards Ryker. “Cole said you had to sleep with his sister if you weren’t able to seduce me. What were the stakes here?”
“Heh.” Ryker smiled and looked at Cole. “He had to spend an hour with Mistress Tammy—you might have seen her billboard ad when we were walking around Fremont Street.”
“The, uh, dominatrix?” I raised my eyebrows in surprise.
“Yep.” Cole exhaled sharply. “But like I said, nobody is getting spanked, so we’re all good.”
“Would you have actually made Ryker go through with it?” I looked up at Cole. “The original bet? If you didn’t call it off because you found out I was a virgin?”
“I—yeah.” Cole nodded. “Look, neither of us are very good people. We’re both assholes sometimes.”
“What about you?” I turned my head towards Ryker. “Would you really have sent Cole to get beaten by a dominatrix?”
“I would have paid them to video tape it.” Ryker leaned back and shrugged. “Cole is right—we’re both assholes sometimes.”
So I’m the only one that is essentially getting spared, because they like me.
I realized what I had to do. I played the game, I gambled away my Punishment Chip, and I had to accept the consequences of those actions. I wasn’t ready to dive headfirst into a bare bottom blistering, but I didn’t want to be completely spared. There was something inside me intrigued by the idea of being across Cole’s knee, even if I wasn’t entirely sure I would enjoy it. There was no better time to find out. It wasn’t like I had anyone waiting on me in Tennessee that would ever do it. If I found out I didn’t like it, then I would know the limits of my lust for dominance. If I did—then it would be something new I learned about myself to go along with everything else Vegas had taught me.
“I think I need to go to the bedroom alone with Cole first.” I looked over at Ryker and dropped my Punishment Chip in the middle of the table. “I gambled this away, and I’m going to face the consequence of that decision.”
“Are you sure?” Ryker blinked in surprise.
“Yes.” I nodded and stood up from the table. “Is that a problem, Cole?”
“No.” He smiled and stood. “It’s not a problem at all.”
I followed Cole to the bedroom and he took a set on the edge of the bed. He motioned for me to come to him and I obeyed without hesitating. He grabbed the front of my jeans and unbuttoned them, quickly sliding the denim past my hips. My panties were next. He left them around my knees and grabbed my wrist. With a gentle tug, he pulled me across his knee with my exposed ass in the air. It was a strange position to be in. I felt vulnerable, yet safe. I knew Cole wasn’t going to do anything to injure me, even if he gave me the spanking I earned by cashing in my Punishment Chip. Would I like having my ass spanked? Would I hate it? Would he spank me until I had tears in my eyes? The uncertainty left with a nervous excitement.
“Have you ever been spanked before?” Cole shifted me on his knee and let his hand rest on my ass. “I hear it’s quite common in the South.”
“No.” I shook my head and looked over my shoulder. “My parents didn’t really believe in it.”
“You’re a virgin at everything.” Cole chuckled and nodded. “Well, I’ll go easy on you. If you don’t like it, we can stop. I’ll start with ten.”
SMACK!
The sound of his palm on my ass reached my eardrums before my brain processed the sting. It was immediately followed by another one that landed on the opposite side of my ass. It wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be, and there was a certain allure to it. Being over a dominant man’s knee with my body at his mercy made me tingle when I realized I wasn’t going to run screaming out of the hotel room holding my ass after a couple of smacks. The smacks vibrated through my body and made my pussy tingle each time his hand came down. It was a mixture of discomfort and a hint of pleasure. It wasn’t the same as having his dick buried in my pussy while he slapped my ass during sex, but it was enough to make my pussy get wet by the time the tenth smack came down in the center of my ass.
“How was that?” He rubbed my stinging cheeks and let his hand drift between my thighs to tease my clit.
“It was—interesting.” I moaned and lifted my hips.
“Well, it certainly made your pussy wet, didn’t it?” Cole slid a finger into my tightness and massaged the entrance.
“Yeah.” I felt my breath getting hurried when pleasure coursed through my veins.
“How about ten more?” He pulled his finger out of my pus
sy and let his hand rest on my ass.
“Okay.” I nodded and bit down on my lip. “Maybe a little harder—it’s supposed to be punishment, after all.”
“As you wish.” Cole raised his hand and brought it down hard in the center of my ass.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“Ow!” I bounced on his knee and squirmed. “Okay, that hurt!”
“You asked for punishment.” Cole lifted his hand and brought it down in rapid succession.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“Wow! Ouch!” I continued bouncing on his knee and my breathing got heavier as he finished delivering the second set of ten.
“You can squeal if you want, but your pussy is telling me you love it.” Cole gave me one more without warning.
SMACK!
Cole stopped spanking me and started rubbing my clit again. My pussy was even wetter than it was after the first set of ten. I was thoroughly turned on. Ryker’s original assumption had been right. Cole’s finger was like magic after feeling his hand on my ass. I was already close to an orgasm. I squirmed on his lap, lifting my ass towards him and moving it in a circular motion along with his finger. I was begging for more—even though I wasn’t asking verbally. I hoped he picked up on my body language. I didn’t want him to ask if I was okay or have make me agree to take them. I wanted him to be the dominant man that told me what to do when he put me on my knees. I wanted him to keep spanking me—to punish me with his hand until my bottom was on fire. He promised that much. I was no longer living in nervous excitement—I was driven purely by desire.
“Now that I see how much this turns you on, I’m just going to spank you.” He lifted his hand and brought it down hard. “I’m going to give you the spanking you earned when you lost your Punishment Chip.”
SMACK!
Cole read my body language like he was inside my head, thinking the same thoughts I was. His hand started to come down with a newfound fury, bouncing from one side of my ass to the other. I squirmed and started to squeal, but even my squeals couldn’t hide my moans. The impact of his hand on my flesh—the vibrations that resonated deep inside me—they were making me burn with anticipation for every smack. Cole didn’t hold back. The warm-up was over. He held me tight against his knee, let his hand crash into my ass without mercy, and all I could do was take it—god, I loved taking it. I was a glutton for punishment and I didn’t even know it until Cole showed me what I craved. The sting that had covered my entire ass turned to a burn—he was lighting my ass on fire, but the real fire was burning deep inside me.
“Oh god!” I threw my head back and felt my pussy spasm.
The spanking sent enough vibrations through my body that I started to cum without him even touching me. I erupted from the combination of pain and bliss. It wasn’t an orgasm that seized me like I had when they were inside me, but it was strong enough to make me writhe. Cole kept spanking me. He kept his hand focused on my ass while my orgasm continued to surge through my veins. His hand came to a stop when the orgasm subsided, and I lay across his knee in shock. I couldn’t believe the spanking had brought me to climax. I didn’t even know that was possible. I was suddenly aware of my heart racing so fast that I could feel it beating in my ears, and my chest was heaving from my hurried breaths.
“That’s a first.” Cole pushed his hand between my legs and started to rub my pussy. “You fucking came.”
“It wasn’t enough.” I looked over my shoulder and moan. “I want both of you—now.”
“Ryker!” Cole lifted me off his knee and dropped me on the bed.
“What’s wrong? Did you hurt her?” Ryker came bursting into the room like a cannon with a worried expression on his face.
“No, but if we don’t fuck her right now I think she might pass out from endorphins.” Cole climbed into bed and lifted my leg. “She really liked her spanking.”
They took an angled position on the bed, each of them at my waist. They quickly put condoms on their cocks and I felt Cole slam into me. The first thrust was almost enough to send me over the edge into another orgasm. Ryker rubbed my pussy until his fingers were wet and lubricated the condom before he started to enter my ass. Once he was deep, I couldn’t hold back—I orgasmed hard. I barely noticed their thrusts for several seconds as bliss surged through every fiber of my being. My consciousness finally returned and I felt them—both of them. It was incredible. The first time I had them both inside me, it took a while for me to adjust. I didn’t even need a second—I was so turned on I could practically see stars swimming in front of my eyes and drowning in my lust.
“Harder.” I looked at Cole and bit down on my lip. “Fuck me as hard as you can!”
Neither one of them hesitated. They pounded me so hard I felt like I was going to have burn marks from scraping against the rough quilt, but I didn’t care. The pressure inside me seized my body with an orgasm and before that one was done, another one took hold. I might have passed out from the pleasure. I might have just simply reached a plane of existence that didn’t exist in the mortal world. I felt my eyes jolt open and realized I was cumming again. Both of their cocks were throbbing and pulsating. I heard a mixture of grunts and primal growls as they both chased their release. They both went deep and then it happened—both cocks erupted inside me at the same time. I reached out and dug one set of nails in Ryker while the other one dug into Cole and started to cum harder than I thought was humanly possible.
“Fuck! Oh my god!” I stared at the ceiling and screamed so loud I silenced every other noise in my eardrums.
I can’t even hear their bodies colliding with mine.
It was over. They were both spent and I was a mess of euphoric bliss. I was aware of them speaking once we stretched out in bed, but I couldn’t understand their words. Eventually I was greeted by silence and the light went out. Their powerful arms wrapped around me as I drifted off to sleep. It wasn’t a dreamless sleep like the night before. It was dirty, filthy, and erotic. I dreamed of them touching me, teasing me—I dreamed of pleasuring them in every way possible while they made me feel the mixture of pain and nirvana. I wanted it—every moment that my exhausted brain created as it processed the events of the day. I was aware of everything in my dreams to the point that I was begging myself to wake up just so we didn’t have to waste a single moment of our time together.
Chapter Eighteen
Cole
The next day
“All right, we’ve got a lot of stuff on the agenda today.” I sat down in the living room and lit a cigarette.
“Yeah, starting with another trip to one of the stores downstairs for a change of clothes. Unless you want to swing by our apartment building.” Ryker took a seat across from me.
“Nah, we can live off the clothing rack. Fuck it.” I shrugged and exhaled smoke. “God, how long do you think she’s going to sleep?”
“Who knows.” Ryker chuckled and shook his head. “You unleashed a sex-goddess.”
“You said you saw it in her eyes when she tasted pain for the first time while we were fucking her. I guess you were right about her desires.” I nodded and took another drag off my cigarette. “She loved it.”
“I got a little worried last night, though. I wasn’t sure. The way she reacted when we suggested it made me think I didn’t read it right.” Ryker leaned forward and took the pad from me.
“We just have to remember that this is all new to her. She hasn’t had a chance to discover the places her desires want to take her.” I leaned back in my chair.
“Well, where I want to take her is breakfast. I’m fucking starving and while the room service is nice, that shit ain’t cheap.” Ryker looked towards the bedroom.
“Yeah. I’m going to shower. Maybe I’ll make enough noise to rouse sleeping beauty.” I put out my cigarette and stood.
Ryker and I showered and made a trip downstairs to pick up some new clothes before Aurora was finally awake. Once she was showered and dressed for the day, we headed down to o
ne of the restaurants in the main part of the Bellagio. It was still expensive, but it gave us an opportunity to pay instead of her having to charge room service to her card. After breakfast was over, we did some window shopping so Aurora could see some of the famous stores they didn’t have in Tennessee. I wished I could afford to buy her all the nice things she stared at, but the stores were mostly tourist traps. Everything was marked up way out of my price range. Once she had her fill of seeing things she couldn’t afford, we headed out to our first destination.
We hadn’t said the words out loud yet, but we were all aware of what was in front of us. It was Aurora’s last day in Las Vegas and our last night together. Her flight was scheduled for noon the following day. There was an eagerness in her eyes. I could tell that the sights of the city were still mesmerizing, but they were no longer as interesting as what we did when we were alone. She wanted to go back to the hotel room before it was even dark. She wanted to explore more of the passion she experienced the night before, and neither of us were going to argue with her. We got in the back of an Uber and headed back to the Bellagio, already teasing each other with our hands when we came to a stop in front of the hotel.
“Hold up.” I stopped when I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. “Just a second, I need to take this.”
“What’s going on?” Ryker raised his eyebrows.
“It’s Johnny Ciampa.” I sighed and walked away from the two of them once we stepped into the Bellagio. “Hello?”
“Hey, Cole.” Johnny’s voice echoed on the other end of the line.
“What’s going on, man? I thought we were set for the week.” I walked towards a quieter part of the hotel.
“Yeah, well—we were. That’s why I’m calling.” Johnny’s voice was hurried and almost panicked. “Earlier today, I got a visit from Thaddeus.”
“Oh shit.” I put my hand on my head. “Did he put you out of business?”
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