“Good morning!” Brylee met us in the hallway as soon as we stepped off the elevator.
“Someone’s very eager to get started.” Rand chuckled and walked over to wrap his arms around Brylee.
“I missed you guys!” Brylee grinned from ear-to-ear as she embraced Rand.
Seeing Brylee eased some of the darkness that was spinning inside me. Rand seemed to be temporarily pulling through his despair as well. We had work to do, no matter how shitty the previous night was. It was even more important than ever since we would be looking for stuff that could help Maria out. After Rand and Brylee hugged, she walked over to me, and I just couldn’t resist tasting her lips. It was nice to have someone waiting for us when we got off work. I could get used to that. We went into the apartment to grab a few things before heading out for breakfast. After breakfast was over, we headed to the storage locker and opened the two we had left to dig through.
“Let’s do the one with the furniture first.” I motioned with my hand. “That one should go pretty quickly, and we can arrange to have a moving company come to pick up the pieces that won’t fit on the truck.”
“Where do you put all this stuff?” Brylee raised her eyebrows inquisitively.
“We’ve got a friend that works at the Salvation Army. They have a huge warehouse, and we’ve donated enough stuff to them over the years that they will usually let us store a few things there if we need to.” Rand nodded and walked into the storage locker.
“Mainly because they get to keep the stuff we can’t do anything with.” I chuckled under my breath. “If it’s valuable, we’ll keep it at the apartment and try to sell it pretty quickly, but the valuable stuff doesn’t take up much room.”
“Hey, come help me with this mattress.” Rand motioned to me.
“Okay—why don’t you stay out here for a minute.” I looked over at Brylee. “I don’t want you climbing up on any stools when we’re carrying furniture out of the locker.”
“You’re never going to let me live that down are you?” Brylee narrowed her eyes and smiled. “I’ll just grab some of the small stuff.”
“Be careful.” I squeezed her hand and walked into the storage locker.
“Check this out.” Rand pulled the mattress out and pointed behind it.
“Oh shit.” My eyes lit up. “That one is brand new! It’s still wrapped in plastic.”
Rand and I carried the first mattress out of the locker and checked it over once it was in the light. It wasn’t in terrible shape by any means, so we could probably donate it. The second one though—if it was brand new, it would be a very nice one to give to Maria. The way the stuff was stacked, we couldn’t even see it when we originally inspected the storage locker from the outside. We carried it out and confirmed that it was new, which was almost as good as buried treasure. It was a queen-size and it was a name brand. We could have probably gotten a decent price for it if we didn’t have someone who needed it more. Brylee found a few smaller items and started a pile for Maria, so Rand and I carried the mattress over to that side of the building.
“I can’t believe someone left a brand new mattress in a storage locker.” Brylee shook her head in disbelief. “Why buy it if you’re just going to toss it in a locker?”
“It’s hard to say.” I shrugged and walked back into the locker. “It could have been someone who owned a furniture store, or maybe they got it on sale and never used it.”
“There’s a clearance tag on this bed frame,” Rand grunted and picked up the headboard. “People love to buy stuff they don’t need when it’s on clearance.”
“I’ve been guilty of that a few times.” Brylee nodded quickly. “Especially shoes.”
After a couple of hours, we had everything sorted. There was a couch and chair that didn’t have much wear, so we put those in Maria’s pile. The boxes that we found were mostly loaded down with household items, which we also set aside for Maria. Luckily, it wasn’t all in vain on our end though, because we did find a box that appeared to be full of collectible figurines. I didn’t recognize any of the names, but I definitely wasn’t an expert. We always got stuff like that checked out just to be sure, so we loaded it on the truck to sort through at home. A few pieces we had found over the years that looked like junk ended up being worth a lot more than expected. If we couldn’t find anyone locally that wanted to buy them, we could always put them on eBay. There were usually collectors on there willing to bid.
“Alright, we can’t do much more with this stuff, so let me make a call and then we’ll get started on the next one.” Rand pulled out his cell phone and started dialing our friend at the Salvation Army.
“Sounds good.” I nodded and walked towards the next locker.
“This one looks like it’ll be a lot more exciting—tons of boxes.” Brylee put her hands on her hips and grinned.
“Yeah, we always try to buy the ones with a lot of boxes if we can.” I grabbed the first box and pulled it out.
The storage locker had a really nice desk that I saw the first day, and I assumed based on the quality, that there would be some decent stuff inside the boxes as well. We could usually theorize what kind of stuff we would find based on what we saw. Sometimes it worked out, but we had been duped a few times. We had also found treasure in lockers that looked like they were full of junk, so it wasn’t a perfect formula. It took us some time to get everything out of the locker, but the desk did not disappoint. It was made for an office and looked like it was worth a decent amount of money. Office furniture, especially pieces that were in good shape, usually brought a fair price. The real mystery was going to be in the boxes though. They weren’t labeled, so the three of us picked our own, and started opening them up.
“They’re packaged nice. That’s usually a good sign.” Rand ripped off a piece of tape and tore the box open.
“This one was in the area that’s climate controlled too—another good sign.” I nodded and dug my fingers into the cardboard.
“Movies,” Rand grunted and reached inside his box.
“My box is full of office supplies.” Brylee pushed her box aside and walked over to Rand. “Did you find any good ones?”
“Um, maybe.” He grinned and held one up.
“Oh wow.” My eyebrows raised. “Porn!”
“Yeah, a whole box of it too.” Rand pulled out another stack and I saw that he was telling the truth.
“Apparently the person who owned this locker didn’t like the movies well enough to keep them at home.” Brylee rolled her eyes and walked over to another box.
“We can still sell them—I mean after we make sure they work.” I winked at Rand.
“Yeah, we’ll have to check every single one of them.” Rand nodded aimlessly and threw the stack he was holding back in the box. “We can’t really sell someone a movie that doesn’t work.”
“I bet.” Brylee giggled and shook her head.
“Don’t worry, we won’t be watching them tonight.” I walked over to Brylee and put my hands on her hips. “You’re all we need.”
“Is that so?” Brylee leaned back against me.
“Definitely.” I pressed my lips to her neck.
We moved through a few more boxes and it wasn’t looking like we were going to hit any buried treasure. The porn movies would fetch a decent price, especially since there were so many of them. They weren’t the best, but we had found a few over the years and sold them fairly quick. The locker was a random array of stuff once we started going through more of the boxes. There were several boxes of office supplies, a box of kitchen stuff, a box of bathroom stuff that just needed to go straight in the garbage, and a lot of decorations. None of the decorations looked valuable, but we would definitely get them checked out before we just sold them off in bulk. We were down to a few boxes and making great time, so I let Rand and Brylee finish opening them while I took some stuff to the truck. When I turned around, I saw Brylee staring into a box with a perplexed look on her face.
“What did you fi
nd? Anything good?” I walked back to the front of the locker.
“I’m not sure exactly.” She tilted her head to the side. “And I’m not sure I want to touch any of this to find out.”
“Uh oh.” Rand walked over and then started laughing. “You found someone’s collection of sex toys.”
“Not the first time.” I chuckled under my breath. “Let me spread out one of the blankets and we can just dump the box. I doubt we can sell any of it.”
“Yeah, most people like their sex toys to come in the package.” Rand nodded and picked up the box.
Everything came out in a huge pile, and I nudged it with my foot to separate the assortment of sex toys. There were dildos and vibrators in all sizes, butt plugs, anal beads, a couple of flashlights, and even an old bottle of lube, which I kicked towards the trash can. They definitely looked like they belonged to a couple that enjoyed experimenting with all sorts of stuff. Anything that could be inserted or penetrated was trash, and that included the cock rings that were at the bottom of the pile. We had never tried to sell sex toys before. Most of the time we just found one or two and they went straight into the garbage. Once we started moving the stuff around, I saw Brylee tilt her head, grin, and reached down to pick something up.
“This I might want to keep.” She lifted a small leather paddle from the pile and gave herself a quick smack on the palm of her hand. “Ow! Yeah, that stings a little bit.”
“We’ll definitely keep that.” Rand laughed and reached for it.
“Promise to use it on me tonight?” She twisted it in her fingers a few times.
“Definitely.” Rand chuckled once she handed it to him. “Or right now.”
SMACK!
“Hey! None of that out here where people can see us!” Brylee grabbed her ass and gave Rand a stern stare.
“We should really disinfect it first.” I laughed and shook my head.
While there might have been a market for used sex toys, I definitely didn’t have any interest in trying to sell what we found, so most of it just went into the garbage—along with the blanket that I dumped them on. None of the other boxes were especially interesting. We finished sorting and got everything the truck. It was going to be hard to break even, especially since we were giving so much to Maria, but there was a chance that we would find something valuable once we started checking prices. We grabbed dinner out and Rand continued to tease Brylee about the paddle. I had a feeling we were in for an interesting night once we got back to our apartment. I hoped we could get the stuff that needed to go inside unpacked before things started heating up, but I had my doubts.
That look in her eyes is almost intoxicating.
Chapter Sixteen
Brylee
Spending the day with Rand and Jett was incredible. They really were amazing. They touched my heart when they said they were going to try and help the woman who lost everything in the fire. Seeing them actually sacrifice profit to the point that they might not even break even on the storage lockers made me realize just how phenomenal they were. Helping others was their mission in life, even when they weren’t suited up for duty at the fire department. Underneath that generosity—underneath those gorgeous bodies that were crafted from a fantasy and adorned with beautiful ink—were two men who knew exactly what they wanted. They wanted me. I was done worrying about how it would work. I just wanted to live in the moment because the moment was absolutely glorious. It was going to be even better once we got back to the apartment.
“Alright, let’s unload everything. It should only take a couple of trips.” Rand parked the truck and put his hand on my thigh. “You can wait upstairs if you want. We can handle this part.”
“It’ll go faster if I help.” I looked at him and winked. “I don’t want to wait any longer than I have to.”
“Okay, everyone grab a box.” Jett nodded and opened the passenger side door.
We worked up a sweat before we got the truck unloaded, and the sight of them with their shirts clinging to their gorgeous bodies had my panties wet before we got everything upstairs. Rand and I walked into the bedroom and before I could even get my thoughts together, his lips were on mine. His kiss was ravenous and he crushed my lips beneath his. The way they kissed me set my soul on fire every time and that one was no exception. It was a mixture of hunger and passion—something almost primal. My head was spinning as his lips seared to mine and when it was over, I was gasping for air. I barely had time to catch my breath before Jett walked into the bedroom, tossed the paddle on the bed, and wrapped his arms around my waist. He stared into my eyes for a moment before his lips met mine.
“We don’t have anywhere to be tomorrow, so we’re going to spend all night enjoying your beautiful curves.” Rand’s lips were against my ear while Jett ravaged my mouth with his tongue.
I had work the next day, but I didn’t even care at that point. I would walk in like a zombie fueled by nothing but coffee and the memories of what we did. I just wanted to enjoy the moment. When Jett’s lips finally parted from mine, my panties were so wet my lust was nearly dripping through my jeans. Their hands started pulling at my clothes until I was naked between them. Jett slid a hand between my thighs and started rubbing my clit while Rand cupped my ass with both of his enormous hands and continued teasing my neck with his lips. The kiss set my soul on fire, but their touch made my skin sizzle. Jett rubbed my clit until I was squirming against him and the pressure was starting to build inside me. He pulled away when I was seconds from an eruption and walked to the bed.
“So you feel like you’ve been naughty enough to be paddled tonight?” He picked up the leather paddle and slapped it against the palm of his hand.
“We must not have punished you enough last weekend.” Rand squeezed my ass and kissed the back of my neck.
“I don’t know if I’ve been naughty.” I grinned and bit down on my bottom lip. “I think that’s going to make me cum—it’s not exactly punishment.”
“We’ll see about that.” Jett pointed to the bed. “Bend over.”
“Yes, sir!” My grin got wider and I walked to the edge of the bed.
The paddle was long enough to spread across both sides of my ass at the same time, and when I felt it dragging across my skin, I was so turned on I thought I would cum before he even swung it the first time. I was still a little confused by how turned on I got when they spanked me the other day. I had no idea if I was going to like being paddled as much as I liked being over Rand’s knee, but I was anxious to find out. I knew they wouldn’t hurt me, even if they did call it punishment, so I felt like I could safely explore my fantasy with them. Jett walked in a half-circle behind me, letting the paddle continue to drag across my ass. I was starting to squirm in anticipation and my lust was spreading between my thighs. He finally pulled it away and a second later, I felt the first sting as it came crashing down across my ass.
SMACK!
“Ow!” I bounced on my toes and twisted my hips. “Yeah, that definitely stings.”
“Is it too much?” Rand rubbed the spot where the paddle had landed with one hand, while his other moved across the front of my thigh and grazed my clit.
“No.” I bit down on my lip and shook my head.
“Good.” Jett chuckled and I felt the paddle again.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“Oh god.” I fell forward on my elbows and moaned when Rand’s finger started focusing on my clit instead of massaging it.
“That’s right.” Jett tapped my ass with the paddle. “Stick that ass out for me.”
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“Ow—fuck.” I lifted my head from the shock of the sting and then fell forward with moans rushing out of my throat.
“This is making your ass red a lot quicker than my hand.” Rand rubbed my ass slowly, teasing the spots where the paddled landed. “Maybe you’re not ready for a paddle quite yet.”
“If you stop, neither one of you is getting what you want tonight.” I moaned as Rand’s finger moved f
aster.
“I guess that means I have to paddle you harder.” Jett patted my ass and Rand pulled his hand away.
The paddle was quite different from the spanking Rand gave me. The sting was different. His hand was heavy and even when he was holding back, it still left an ache behind. The paddle just seared the surface of my ass. It wasn’t heavy enough to leave an ache, but it still hurt. I don’t know if I would have enjoyed it quite as much as I did if I didn’t have Rand’s finger on my clit. The combination was incredible. I was venturing in a new world that I didn’t quite understand, but I knew I liked it. The times I fantasized about being spanked was nothing compared to the reality, especially when the paddle was involved. It turned me on so much that I wasn’t sure how much I was going to be able to take before my first orgasm was dripping down my thighs. The lust was doing that already and I hadn’t even managed to cum yet.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“Yes.” I moaned and moved my hips against Rand’s finger. “Harder.”
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“You’re gonna make me cum—harder.” I practically squealed my request.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“More!” I started moving my hips faster, rubbing my clit against Rand’s finger harder than he was massaging it.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Electricity surged through my body and mixed with the fire in my soul. An intense pressure built up and started to make me tremble. My ass was hurting, but it was so invigorating that I craved the feeling. The paddle was making my whole body scream for the release I needed more than life itself. I fell forward and my teeth bit into the bedspread as the combination of Rand’s finger and the wonderful leather paddle sent me straight to heaven. It kept falling until my ass was burning, but my pussy was so wet that I hardly even felt it. It was a glorious distraction that kept the pleasure muted while it spun out of control. I wasn’t going to be able to hold back much longer—even if I wanted to. I could have left myself in that moment forever, trapped between pleasure and pain.
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