Noticing a large group of people around cars, I told Bobby that I was sure where we were supposed to report. Getting out of the car, my eyes took in the dark building that stood in front of us. Anxiety was filling up in my chest. My thoughts were running rapid. Am I really going to be able to do this? Quickly, I snapped out of it, once Tim came up behind me, wrapping his arms snug around me. He suggested that we head over to the lady with the clipboard and confirm our arrival.
Standing next to the guys, I noticed smirks being exchanged between them. Knowing that I would get more information out of Tim, I asked him what they were up too? His response was short, sweet and much cause for alarm. “Young lady, we’re up to no good. You should know us by now. It’s all good. We will protect you from the big, bad, mean ghosts.” A chuckle from Tim earned Bobby a slide glance. Not saying a word he just gave me the look. Ugh, that look. I knew I was in trouble. I just pray that we don’t get arrested for what these two are up too. This was the last place I would ever imagine getting naughty with them, but how hot would it be to be taken by both inside these prison walls? The thought of this caused a slight, hot, wetness between my legs. Bobby knew what I was thinking and I swear that he flashed me the biggest smile I have ever seen, with a wink. That man is going to send me to my maker. Following the crowd in, a hot breath could be felt on my ear. “Don’t think I don’t know the nastiness you’re thinking. Not only do I know it, but I can smell the honey. Kitten, you’re in so much trouble. You wanted an adventure, well you’re going to get one.” Holding my breath, I just continued to look forward. If I would of connected eyes with him, it would of been over that very second. When he gets in this mind frame his eyes turn dark, glossed over with passion. The man makes me hot.
Under the threshold to through the prison doors we walked. Bobby moved past me. I still didn’t dare look at him directly. Next to me, Tim stopped. Nudging me to get my attention, I turned and saw it. His eyes were almost black. The sexual electricity coming from them was toxic. What had I done? With a wink he continued walking to join Bobby. I needed strength and I needed it now.
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As the night moved along, it remained quite uneventful. The history, architecture and access to the old building was interesting. I didn’t witness anything paranormal. The scariest thing in the place was Bobby and Tim. I could tell they were becoming restless, their energy was becoming more intense. The massive erection that Bobby displayed was waiting to burst out of his pants. He was behind me every chance he got. I received plenty of smacks on the ass. Many of the visitors had left for the evening, knowing we still had another two hours left in the prison, I led the guys off to a private area that was secluded. Believing that I felt something, I wanted to investigate a little more in depth.
Throughout the evening, the guys, for the most part, behaved themselves. I knew this was bothering them considering the flirting that took place prior to walking through the doors. Asking a few investigative questions, I turned towards Bobby, taking a few steps, reached out, and grasped his manhood. Looking up at him, with my lips slightly apart, I caressed his cock through his jeans. He let out a small breath, whispering “you dirty whore.” Tim slid behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist, sliding his hands down the front of my pants, cupping my most prized possession. Tim nibbled on my ear, “is this the kind of investigating you want to do?” Turning halfway to look at him he pushed my head forward. “I didn’t give you permission to look at me. You will do as we say, understand me, our Pet?” Burying my head in Bobby’s shirt I couldn’t help the heavy breathing. The smell of musk filled my nostrils. His scent left me weak. I felt like I was going to explode. These two men brought the freak out in me. “Was it even possible to get too much of them?” Never!
Bobby grabbed me by the back of the hair, lifting my head back so I was staring directly into his eyes. He took control of my mouth, placing it over his. I enjoyed how delicious he tasted, pure sweetness. My tongue explored his mouth. Small moans escaped, as the stroking continued. Wanting to feel him, I slid my hand down his pants, exploring the length. His pulsating, thick cock could be felt in my tight grasps. My hand around his massive width, I continued to suck on his tongue as vibrations of electrical currents of passion moved through my whole body. Bobby explored my mouth while Tim made hard, circular motions around my clit. Juices were flowing steadily. Yanking my pants down, he had full access to my wet pussy. His hand was soaking wet from the honey that seeped into his hand. Arching back into him, he inserted two fingers deep inside. His other hand was placed, tightly, around my throat. Making vigorous motions around my neck, increased the tightness of his grip. He demanded me to beg for breath as he pleasured me inside and out. Bending me over the cot, he emerged his cock deep inside. “You’re so wet, my Pet. Wrap your lips around Bobby’s cock and suck. Show us what a dirty little whore you are.” Bobby took control of my head, forcefully making me take his cock in my mouth. “That’s it! You freaky minx, suck it. I want to feel the back of your throat. Take it down, let my load slide.”
“Ahhhh, my Pet, your pussy is so wet. Squirt your hot, sweet juices all over. I want that beautiful, succulent pussy to grab my cock and pull my cum right out.” One deep plunge, he released deep inside of me. My pussy tightened, causing me to flinch, causing me to suck harder on Bobby’s dick. He released with such force that cum shot down my throat. “You will lick every last drop off of my cock. If you leave any you will be punished when we get home. Then after you’re done licking me off, you will make sure that Tim’s dick is cum free.” I only replied with “yes Sir.” “That’s right be a good little, obedient kitten.” Bobby teased.
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The evening had been everything expected with an extra bonus. Investigating an actual prison with the men, I love, was a memory I will always hold dear to me. The naughtiness that took place between the three of us opened up some new feelings of exploration. Wanting to push the envelope, this was a new chapter of adventures, we were ready to explore. “I wonder if my men of law enforcement would be willing to break a law or two for a taste of my most prized honey?” From what took place I had no doubts that they would be willing to take a chance. The unforgotten tingle began between my legs. I could feel my clit beginning to swell with the thought of forbidden passion.
Epilogue
A week after being back from the investigation I decided to go through some of the evidence. Listening to the audio recorder I came across an odd noise that no one heard that night. After playing it back a few times, there was a voice on the audio device. A raspy, frightening voice came across, inducing panic through me, “we see everything, Raine.” Turning the audio recorder off, I was not going to say anything to the guys. It bothered me to the point that I swore it would never be spoken about again; nor would I return.
That night, lying next to Bobby, I tossed and turned as thoughts of the voice haunted me. Knowing that I needed to talk about it, but I wasn’t prepared to face it. Thoughts flooded my mind, fear took over with anxiety when the sweat began to roll down causing a slight chill. The temperature in the room changed significantly as a bitter coldness entered the room. A presence was felt. Afraid to look, being curious as to what it was, I slowly turned to see a man standing next to our bed. It was dark with a hint of moonlight. I couldn’t make out who the spirit was, standing there. Sitting up, I stared at him with fear. The moonlight bounced off his face, the dark sinister eyes, told me this wasn’t a nice spirit. “Dad, is that you?” He raised his arm, pointing directly at me, mouthing “we know your secret, Raine.”
AUTHOR BIO
Thea was introduced to the world of writing years ago when a position at the high school newspaper opened. Writing became an outlet that allowed her to share stories that developed in her mind. Ideas were constantly developing, a notepad and pen were a main necessity. Through the years Thea wrote several short stories, but never considered publishing. It wasn’t until a few years ago when a detour, o
n the writing road, led her into the horror genre. Enjoying the genre, she needed to explore other worlds of writing. That’s when the romance genre grabbed her attention.
Thea is currently married to a man, whom she calls, not only, her husband, but her best friend. Being pen pals for over a year they decided to have a once in a lifetime, short courtship. 20+ years later they’re still happily married with two handsome boys and two four legged babies. When not writing, she enjoys anything to do with the ocean, reading, writing, wine, coffee, photography, and just enjoying life to its fullest.
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ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
From all of us…
Thank you to Kayla Reese for creating a gorgeous cover for this anthology. She’s simply amazing. And even though Amanda Ruehle’s busy schedule prevented her from contributing to this anthology, she still volunteered to help us with formatting. We are very grateful to both you lovely ladies!
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