Bondage on the 4th of July (3 page)

That practice had gone like any other. When he walked out, he came up the huge bleachers and sat down next to her. He grabbed the book from her hands and started to scan the pages.

“I love this book.” Brad mumbled.

Shock had to register on her face at that point. She felt the air stream into her open maw as she watched his huge, masculine hands flip through the pages. He closed it and pressed it between his palms. His elbows resting on his knees as he stared at the field before them.

“Tom is in the library today, I guess it will be just you and me?” Millie’s voice trembled. Her palms rubbed on the pant leg of her shorts. She got sweaty when she was nervous, how horribly unattractive was that? Looking down at her feet, she didn’t notice Brad turn towards her. His strong frame seemed to cast a shadow before she looked up at him. The look in his eyes, she tried to move back, and he slithered an arm around her waist. He pulled her in closer and pulled the eye glasses from her face.

“Your eyes are so pretty.” Without another word he leaned down and kissed her.

He tasted like cinnamon, salt, and pure sin. Her body got hot. She whimpered against his mouth and desperately clung to the front of his damp t-shirt. If she pulled him in closer, he would never leave her.

“So, Millie, Brad tells me you were stuck together like glue growing up, yet you managed to never hook up. Between the two of you I’m not sure how that was possible. I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off you.” The rumble of Kenny’s voice shattered the day dream.

Millie glanced over at him and smiled, her cheeks a little pink.

He took a huge bite of his burger and gave her a large closed mouth grin. She was used to loud mouthed men. She grew up with men. He was after something. Lowering her eyes at him, she watched his throat contract as he swallowed and moved back jokingly.

“Easy girl, just asking.” He winked and she swore that her pussy contracted at the little flirt.

A throat cleared next to her and she turned her attention to Brad.

“I emailed you as much as I could. I wanted to do a video chat, but it was usually busy, and when I got the chance I found out I got leave approved and decided to wait.”

Millie shrugged. He looked so tense, and he kept looking around like he was nervous about someone seeing him. All Millie knew was at the moment, pressed between these two men, she had never felt more heat, more need, or safety, than now. Deciding to be daring she dropped her hand under the table and squeezed his thigh. He tensed, and then relaxed, moving in closer to her. She grinned at him and gave him the side eye look she gave when she wanted to get flirty.

“Oh, its ok, Brad. I figured you were busy writing and video chatting with all your other girl friends from home.”

He poked her in the side and growled.

“You’re the only girl I want.”

His tone shocked her, his voice was feral and dominant and it did something to her insides that made her lower belly tighten. Her body leaned back into Kenny in auto response. An arm snaked around her waist, hot breath spilled over her ear and neck.

“Shh, sweetheart, nothing to worry about, we got ya.”

Her heart was pounding so hard, she swore that it was going to burst right from her chest. Kenny’s hand had smoothed up her stomach and come to rest just below her right breast. His lips brushed over her earlobe and his hot breath was like fire against her flesh. Brad leaned in and both his hands gripped her tight and started to move higher, and higher. If anyone looked over at them, they would see Kenny hugging her from behind, and Brad just leaning in like he was whispering to her. It was still scandalous, the neighbors would talk, her brother would see. Oh, God, but she didn’t care in the least. Blocked from view Kenny’s palms cupped both her breasts, her tight buds stabbed into his palms and he growled into her ear and nipped her earlobe. Millie whimpered, a tiny plea slipped free. God she would let them both have her any way they wanted.

“Please, more.” Just as the fingers from Brad’s right hand slipped into the legs of her shorts, the tips brushing over the silk covered cunt, a voice broke through her moment, and she could have screamed.

They were gone. Both had turned away from her and were eating in silence. Well, Kenny was laughing and shaking his head with a mouth full of burger.

“Um, hey Millie.”

It was Rick Tanner. They had all gone to school with him, and as of late he seemed to take a liking to Millie.

Maybe that’s because he had already gone through all the other girls in town.

Daring a look over at Brad, who glanced at her out of the corner of his eye and smirked. One hand dropped under the table, and resumed the torturous trek up to cover her cunt. Millie took a deep breath, just as Kenny’s hand gripped her other thigh. Unable to turn around, she just turned her head till she could see the handsome blonde that smiled at her with his too perfect white teeth, and bright blue eyes.

“Hey, Rick. Happy Fourth of July.”

One pair of fingers reached the hem of her shorts and snaked up through the leg. One digit pressed firmly against her slit through the silk of her panties.

“What do you need, Rick? I have to go help my mom once I eat.”

“I just wanted to see if you wanted to watch the fireworks with me?”

A finger edged into her panties, she squealed, Kenny laughed and took another bite of burger, and she knew that it was his fingers that dared beyond the border of her panties and was now trying to find her pulsing clit.

“Yeah, I think that sounds good.”

Millie had no clue what he just asked her. But she felt the answering pinch on her clit and a deep protesting curse from Brad.

“I mean, I’m busy,’ her eyelids fluttered. “Sorry.”

Disappointment and anger at being rejected colored his expression. He looked over at Brad and nodded.

“Hey, welcome home. How’ve you been?”

“Great, couldn’t be better.”

Rick’s gaze darted between them all, and without another word, he walked away. Relief flooded Millie, just before both men leaned in close. Brad whispered in her ear.

“Do you want to come, Millie? Is that what you need?”

Her eyes closed, an almost inaudible sound came from her lips. She was trying to scream yes please, but she knew if any sound came out, it would draw attention.

“Tell us, sweetheart.” Kenny demanded. “Tell us now that you want to come or we won’t let you.” The pressure on her clit was intense.

Millie was mildly aware that anyone could see this and know what was really going on. She knew she should pull away, take them both to her room and demand they fuck her raw.

God, what has gotten into me?

Her lips parted, her pussy was leaking so much cream she knew she would have to change her pants after this.

“Please, I need to—“

“Hey guys, what’s going on.”

Gone.

 They were both away from her body that quick, and eating as if nothing had happened when her eyes flashed open and shot daggers at her brother.

“I’m good Tom, how are you?”

Brad stood up, she watched him brush off his hands on his pants and shake her brother’s hand. She vaguely realized that they both had had their fingers against her seeping cunt. Taking a deep breath she continued to glare at her brother. He knew exactly what he was doing.

“Is everything ok over here?” He looked at Brad like death would come if the answer was wrong.

Just as Brad opened his mouth to answer, Millie broke through.

“We are just fine here, Tom. You can go away now.” She stood up on shaky legs. She wanted more and she was intent on getting it. Kenny rested his hand on her lower back and eased her retreat from the table.

“Whoa, there sweetheart, be careful.” He winked and allowed her to work her way around the table to her brother.

She crossed her arms in front of her and looked up at Tom.

“Is there something else you need?”

They were at war. It would be worse than any battlefield Brad or Kenny had seen if Thomas didn’t back off now.

“Just talking to my friend too, Millie, is that a problem?”

“No, but be careful. I’ll go get mom if you aren’t careful.”

She moved away from the men and headed back toward her house. She needed time, she needed to get her breath back and come to terms with the knowledge that she was totally sexually aroused by Kenny, whom she hardly knew. She was like the filling in their damned Twinkie. She wanted them both to fill her and complete her so much that she would get down and beg on her knees. As she headed up to her house to hide in her room for a bit, her mother cut across her path and grabbed her shoulder.

“Millie, could you be dear and grab some more chairs from the backyard. The fireworks are set to start in about fifteen minutes and I want anyone that wants to sit to be able to.”

She opened her mouth to protest and realized that the sun was nearly dipped all the way below the horizon. Her shoulders sagged and she nodded.

“I got it, mom.”

“Good girl.” She patted Millie’s shoulder and moved back to her conversation with Brad’s mother and father. With a reluctant shuffle she rounded her house in order to get to the backyard. The whole time mumbling about asshole men that wanted to keep her from orgasms.

Chapter 3

Tom moved closer to Brad, a confrontation was just what he needed and in public.

“What the hell did you think you were doing with my sister? Jesus Brad. I mean for Christ’s sake, you were all over her. If I damn noticed, don’t you think others did?”

Brad stood his ground. He could feel Kenny close by, and it was good to know he was there.

“Still the big brother, Tom? Still protecting her like she’s a kid. She’s all grown up now, time to let the woman decide.” Brad had a long history with her brother, best friends, loyalty and respect. But right now something else was called for. Brad felt Kenny move to his side.

“You too, I don’t know you but I want you to leave too.” Tom dropped his hands by his side, his expression went blank. He was serious.

“My name’s Kenny, you’re Tom right?”

“Well Kenny, take your friend here and lock him away. I don’t want either of you around my sister. She’s young, impressionable and I don’t want you corrupting her. You were undressing her, groping her under the table.”

“Yes and did you notice she was enjoying it until you came and interrupted us?”

Brad was quite impressed by Kenny at this moment, no point interrupting him while he was in the flow.

“We were getting along just fine, another couple of minutes and she would have…well, you catch our drift.”

“Fuck you.”

“Whatever you think Tom,” Brad held his breath as Kenny shifted up a gear. “Your sweet innocent sister isn’t innocent anymore. In fact she’s a submissive. She fell into our control as if she was breathing a sigh of relief. If there weren’t people around I’m sure we’d be going a whole lot further than we did. She loved every second of what Brad and I were doing to her, we even had her permission, she was begging for more.”

“Look, I don’t care, you had her held between you, she couldn’t move. I don’t want her to experience that, I don’t want her in the lifestyle.”

Brad had to intervene. Tom was getting more and more annoyed.

“Calm down Tom. Millie is surrounded by people who love her and face it. she is also surrounded by men who are in the lifestyle. You and I both are heavily into BDSM. She’s bound to find out something and get even more curious. It’s hard to hide no matter how hard you try. She likes being dominated. She was so hot, so into what we were doing. You have to realize she’s going to want to explore now, to get more of what Kenny and I gave her.”

Brad was a little relieved to see Tom relax a little. The tension in his face started to disappear.

“We are only here for four days.” Kenny joined in. “Think about it Tom. You stop us, we go. She’s going to be pissed at you. She’s going to rebel against you and go behind your back. She’ll go exploring, go find an eager friend and venture into a club one night. Then what will you do? She takes it on herself, desperate to find herself, with a complete stranger. Millie will be blind as to what being a submissive is without proper training. She could get hurt, with a man who could take advantage.”

“You’re right, both of you. Crap.”

“I love Millie, I’ve loved her since the first day I saw her. You know damn well I’d never hurt her.” Brad knew Tom was thinking hard now. Tom’s brows were furrowed, his eyes focused beyond them into what seemed oblivion.

“Don’t you think it’s better if Millie is with someone she knows and loves Tom?” Kenny added. “Think about it. Brad and I could put a claim on her. most people in the lifestyle respect that. That way she’s safe, she learns when we are around, only when we are around. We teach her, we give her a safe sexual life, without danger, with the knowledge that you can be around and keep an eye on her while we are away. I’d love to share her with Brad. I would love to be there to protect her. I get what you are saying Tom but Millie is sweet and so responsive. Training her would be a breeze. I promise you, I would never harm her.”

Tom seemed to relent in a flash. Brad watched him. A wave of calmness moved down his face. “Why did you have to come back?” Tom was thinking, his eyes flickered around the yard. “You need to take charge. You have to do it now. Just do it. It’s the only solution.”

“Where is she? She just upped and left.” Brad looked around but she was nowhere in sight.

Tom raised his hand and pointed to the back yard. “Mom sent her to get chairs. I’ll go grab them from another neighbor and make sure mom doesn’t go looking for you guys. I know you don’t have a lot of time so go claim her now, own her so no one else gets the chance. Just do it and don’t tell me the details.”

Brad tugged Kenny’s arm. “Come on.” They walked quickly around the side of the house.

“Holy crap, Brad, I thought we were going to get in a fight with him. So how do we do this?”

“Wait, you’re asking me? You’re the more experienced Dom here.” Kenny laughed.