Between Two Doms [Club of Dominance 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (7 page)

“Blow,” he ordered and was pleased when she obeyed without any hesitation. He then opened the bottle and held it to her lips, letting her quench her thirst. “Okay now?”

“Yes. Thank you.”

Barry tilted her face and brushed his lips over hers. She whimpered when he licked the line of her lips, and she opened to give him access. He kissed her hungrily, hoping to quench some of the fire running through his blood, but it only made his desire flame hotter. He kept his eyes open and watched Turner move to stand behind Charlie. With a deft flick of his wrist, he flipped the flogger over and caught the base of the dildo. Barry slowed and stopped the kiss, and after stroking a finger over her cheek, made his way around her to stand next to Turner. He was just in time to see his friend run the tip of the fake cock through her dew-coated slit and then over her distended clit.

Charlie groaned and thrust her hips forward even more. Barry slapped one of her ass cheeks and then admired the pink handprint forming on her pale skin. Just as he smacked the other cheek, Turner began to push the dildo into her vagina. She mewled and moaned as Turner slowly but surely inserted the rubber into her cunt. When he reached bottom, he eased out until the tip of the cock was resting just inside her body. Charlie tilted her hips up again, trying to get Turner to shove the dildo in again, but he held still, waiting for her to stop moving. Barry gave her ass five swats in quick succession, showing his dominance over her, and she immediately lowered her lower body back to the cross.

“Good sub,” he said loud enough for her to hear. “You will learn that we control your pleasure, Charlie. Not you. We’ll give you what you need but only if you don’t try and take that power from us.”

“Please.” She spoke so softly that she almost whispered, desperation evident in her voice. “I need more.”

Turner mustn’t have been able to hold his desire back because he relented and rammed the dildo into her to the hilt. Charlie cried out and gasped as he pulled it back out again. With increasing speed, Turner shuttled that fake cock in and out of her pussy until she was keening and her body began to shake. The force of Turner’s thrusts looked almost violent, but not once did their woman’s cries sound as if she was in pain. She pushed her forehead into the cushioned St. Andrew’s Cross as she screamed with pleasure. Barry slid his gaze back to between her legs, where cream was dripping from her pussy as her vagina contracted and released around the rubber phallus. Her anus was pulsing, opening and closing, giving him and Turner a peek of her sexy rosette.

Barry sat down on the platform between her feet, so that he was facing Turner, and then bent down so he could scoot between her legs. He had trouble getting his shoulders in through the X of the cross, but he persisted and half turned until one shoulder was through. He was in the prime position for what he wanted. Her pussy was just below the middle of the X and accessible to him if he leaned forward slightly. Using his thumbs, he separated her labia, and opening his mouth over the top of her slit, he began licking and nibbling on her clit.

Turner withdrew the dildo from her pussy, and Barry slid his tongue through her drenched folds and sucked her delectable cream into his mouth.

“She tastes nice and sweet, doesn’t she, Master Barry?”

“Hmm-mmm.”

“Listen to the little sounds our sub makes while we are pleasuring her.” Master Turner moved closer to him and their woman. “I can’t wait to make love to our sub. Would you like that, Charlene?”

“Oh God,” she cried when Barry sucked her clit into his mouth, suckling on the sensitive bundle of nerves gently but firmly.

Smack.
“I asked you a question, sub. I expect an answer,” Turner stated coldly.

“Yes. Please, now.”

Smack.
“You don’t give the orders here, Charlene. We do. I expect you to keep quiet unless I ask you a direct question. Is that understood?”

“Yes.”

“Yes what?”

“Yes, Master Turner.”

“What a good sub. Very nice, honey. I like it when you speak to me with respect. I think I’ll have to reward you, Charlene.”

Barry gave one last slurping suck and lick to Charlie’s pussy and then slid out from beneath her. Master Turner was already undoing her ankle restraints, so he began to work free the ones around her wrists. Turner wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her against his body as her legs wobbled and threatened to give out, and then he picked her up and carried her over to the spanking bench.

The spanking bench was waist high and would place a sub in the perfect position for a spanking with their ass tilted up slightly for ease of access, but it was also the optimum position for a Dom to fuck her from behind while she sucked off another.

Turner lowered her to the ground and helped her into position. This time only her legs were to be restrained. Until they ascertained what her hard limits were, they didn’t want her to become scared.

“Spread your legs, Charlene.”

Charlie complied quickly with Turner’s command, and then he restrained one leg with the softly lined ankle cuff while Turner did the other. Barry moved around to the front of the bench and began to remove his clothes. He watched Charlie watch him, pleased to see her eyes glaze over with desire. Her gaze roved over his body, homing in on the waistband of his jeans as he opened them and lowered the zipper. She licked her lips as he slowly eased his pants down over his hips, toeing his shoes off at the same time and kicking them aside. When he stood before her totally naked, he let her look her fill.

Turner moved up behind her, blanketing her body with his naked frame when he knelt on the padded cushion between her legs. “Do you like what you see, Charlene? Does seeing Master Barry’s hard cock make you wet? Do you want to have a cock fucking your hot little pussy?”

“Yes!”

Turner yanked on her hair but not enough to hurt her and barked out. “Yes, what?”

“Yes, Master.”

“What are you answering yes to, little sub?”

“All of it.” Charlie nearly yelled her answer.

“Good girl, Charlene. I like it when my sub is honest.”

Barry grabbed the base of his erection and brushed the head of his cock over Charlie’s lips. She opened her mouth and flicked her tongue across the top, no doubt tasting the pre-cum leaking from his tip. He grasped her hair and pushed inside her moist cavern. At the same time, Turner, having donned a condom, began to penetrate her pussy. The moan she hummed around his cock reverberated up and down his shaft, heightening his pleasure. As he withdrew to the tip, she hollowed her cheeks and suctioned firmly, creating a wet, pleasurable friction on his hard cock. Then she swirled her tongue around the head of his dick and laved the underside.

She reached out to take his cock into her hand but stopped when Turner slapped her ass. “Put your hands back on the side of the bench, sub,” he gasped between breaths, “or we’ll have to restrain you.”

Charlie placed her hands back on the sides of the padded cushion and gripped it so hard her knuckles turned white. Barry held back his smile then shifted his gaze back to her mouth to watch his cock sliding in and out between her lips. The sound of flesh slapping flesh prompted him to look over to Turner, and he saw sweat beaded on his friend’s face as he fucked Charlie from behind at a rapid pace. If he hadn’t seen it before, he would have thought Turner was being tortured by the look on his face rather than being pleasured.

“Do you like having my cock in your mouth and Turner’s in your pussy, Charlie?”

“Mmm,” she agreed on a hum.

“Fuck! Your mouth feels so good, baby. I’m going to move faster. If you can’t handle what I do or don’t like it, just lift your right hand. Okay?”

“Mmm.”

Barry increased the pace of his thrusting while holding her head still with a hand in her hair. She began to hum continually, and the noises she made grew louder, unconsciously or maybe consciously letting them know she was getting close to climax. Turner gripped one of her hips firmly and then he moved the other hand down between her legs. He didn’t have to see what his friend was doing to know that he was thrumming her clit.

Her humming turned to gasping cries, and just in time, too. Barry’s balls were trying to crawl up into his body as the tingling warmth at the base of his spine spread around to his crotch. It wouldn’t do for him to come before their woman.

Just as he thought he was going to go over first, Turner did something to make her scream. The sound was muffled as Barry shoved his cock into the back of her throat and he watched her right hand in case he was giving her more than she could handle. But her hand remained still, and she swallowed around the tip of his cock. That was all it took. Fire enveloped his balls and traveled up his shaft, expanding his size slightly, and then he was shooting from the tip. He roared her name as ropes of cum erupted from his dick. His climax was so strong his muscles quivered and his legs shook.

Turner’s yell joined his, and he froze behind Charlie, emptying his jism into the condom. When Barry’s cock stopped jerking and he felt as if his balls had turned inside out as they’d emptied, he slowly withdrew from her mouth as Turner eased from her pussy.

He rushed to Charlie and uncuffed her. Turner got rid of the condom and went to dress, but since Barry had a head start, he was fully clothed first. He lifted her into his arms and held her tight. She was shaking and snuggled her face into his chest. When Turner had finished pulling his clothes on, they helped her put her skirt and corset back on and then Barry lifted her again.

He carried her from the room while Turner stayed back to clean the equipment. Barry settled onto one of the semi-secluded sofas and cuddled Charlie until her shaking slowed and then finally stopped. Master Turner sat down next to them and lifted Charlie’s feet to his lap, caressing up and down her shins and lower thighs, soothing her down from her climactic high.

After about fifteen minutes, Charlie shifted on his lap, and he knew she was back with them once more. It always amazed him how deeply flogging, spanking, and then making love affected a sub’s equilibrium, but he figured it was an erotic high, the same as a Dom experienced from being in control of a sub’s pleasure. Adrenaline and endorphins mixed with pleasure and pain was a powerful thing.

Barry wanted to keep her in his arms. Charlie felt so right, her weight comforting against his body. He’d never felt like this before, and from the way Turner was watching her and touching her, he hadn’t either. She felt like home, and he intended to do everything he could to keep her in his bed and hopefully end up in her heart. He knew it was quick to have such feelings about a woman he had only met the previous day, but he was thirty-three years old and had enough experience to know when something felt right.

Charlene was a mix of innocence and sexual wantonness, wrapped up in a soft, warm, beautiful package. He couldn’t wait until she really let go. Though he and Turner had tapped into her passionate side tonight, he knew there was more.

What gave him pause and worried him the most was the way the unattached Doms had been watching her so avidly. And they still were. He could feel their eyes on them, on her, from their positions at the bar and other seating areas around the room. Some Doms only played with subs once and moved on to another as they either weren’t ready to settle down as yet or hadn’t quite found what they were looking for in the subs they enacted scenes with.

He only hoped that he and Turner had gotten to Charlie on an emotional level and that she wanted to see more of them and play with them on a regular basis. But he wasn’t about to push in case she balked.

Barry would speak to Turner later and suggest they give her a collar. If she wore Turner’s and his collar, then the other Doms would know that she was claimed and off-limits. He knew it was too early to ask that of her, but he wanted it so bad, to know that she was his and Turner’s without having to worry about the other Doms coming on to her.

He hoped when his friend and colleague asked her to wear their collar, she accepted. He would feel more secure in regards to their little sub if she were under their protection.

How long Charlie sat on Master Barry’s lap while Master Turner caressed her legs, she had no idea. She couldn’t believe how content and cherished she felt from being flogged and then made love to by Master Turner and Master Barry. After she had screamed her climax it had felt as if she had been floating on a cloud, and she hadn’t wanted to come back to earth. She’d never experienced such a powerful, bone-jarring orgasm in her life, though she hoped she would again.

But it wasn’t just the physical side of things that drew her to these two men. The way they had wiped her tears and given her water had been acts of concern, as was the way they held her now. It seemed almost loving.

She was drawn to them more than she had ever been drawn to anyone before, and the thought of not seeing them or being with them caused her pain. She never would have believed she would become aroused by being flogged and spanked, much less having a dildo shoved up her pussy. Charlie knew she was a bit of a prude. Her sister Charity had told her often enough and she had come to believe her. But now she wasn’t sure what to think or believe. Everything she’d ever thought about herself had just been blown out of the water.

Why do I feel this way?