Bound by Their Kisses (16 page)

“That was very good, kitten,” Zander said. “Are you ready to take the blindfold off now?”

“Yes,” she whispered.

“Yes, what?” Tag asked in a deeper voice.

“Yes, Sir.” She’d forgotten in all of this that she was their submissive when they were down here or at the club. It had been one of the things they’d agreed to.

She felt one of them loosen the tie at the back of her head and the blindfold fell away. She blinked a few times before she was able to see without squinting. The room appeared the same that she remembered from that horrible day a week ago. Tiny pricks of unease traveled down her spine, but she held fast. Tessa was determined to get through this. They were merely going to play a little tonight.

“Follow me, kitten,” Zander said.

She followed him as he walked over to the spanking bench. Tessa knew what it was and what would more than likely happen once she was draped over it. He stopped next to it and looked expectantly at her. She’d never been on one before and wasn’t sure exactly how to do it. Drawing in a deep breath, Tessa looked up at Zander, her lips trembling.

“I’m not sure how to get on it.”

“Tag will help you, Tessa. Just relax and let him show you what to do,” Zander said.

She looked over at the other man and waited for him to direct her. He showed her where to put her knees and how to drape herself over the padded top. Then he adjusted the height a little bit so that she wasn’t straining to remain in place. When he fastened a wide strap across her lower back, she panicked.

“Tag? What are you doing?” she asked with a soft whimper.

“Easy, baby. This is just to keep you from moving so that you can’t accidently get hurt. We’re not going to restrain your hands or legs this time. We just want to do this for your safety, Tessa. Breathe for me,” Tag said.

She fought back the fear that threatened to break through and leave her screaming to be let up. She could do this. She would do this.

I’m not this weak. They aren’t going to leave me like this or hurt me. It’s just a spanking. I’ve had worse.

She kept repeating this over and over in her head until, finally, her breathing evened out. As much as giving over her freedom to them scared her, it was also a little exciting. Just being around them kept her pulse rate up and her body tense, but not with real fear. At last, she nodded and her body relaxed over the bench. Tag walked around to where she could see his boots. The sound of his zipper followed by the rustling of clothes let her know he was undressing. Then his cock was right there near her lips.

“Suck my cock, baby girl. Make me feel good while Zander warms that ass up,” Tag said.

Without thought, Tessa opened her mouth and Tag let his dick rest lightly against her lips. She stuck just the tip of her tongue against the spongy crown and licked across the tiny slit. At his hiss of pleasure, she flattened her tongue and swept it all around the top before sucking on as much of it as he’d given her.

“Don’t bite him, Tessa,” Zander said.

It was all the warning she got before his hand popped one ass cheek, sending a zinging sting across her ass. It burned but didn't hurt. She sucked on Tag’s thick cock, taking all that he gave her as Zander continued to lightly pepper her ass cheeks with this hand. It became a matter of pride for her to suck on Tag as hard as she could without allowing even the tiniest tip of a tooth to touch him when Zander’s hand warmed her bottom.

“So fucking good,” Tag said with a low growl. “Take more of me, Tessa.”

She eagerly accepted more of his shaft into her mouth, realizing that it meant that her teeth were going to graze him no matter how hard she tried to keep them away from the tender tissues. He was too thick to avoid it that deep.

“That’s it, baby. Damn that’s hot. Just like that.” Tag pumped his cock in and out of her mouth. Zander’s pops had slowed now.

“Finish him off, Tessa,” Zander told her.

“Open your mouth wide and leave it open so I can fuck your pretty face,” Tag said.

She kept her mouth locked open and fought the urge to gag when he hit the back of her throat with each thrust of his dick. He didn’t push deeper, but he did graze the back every time he entered it. His thrusts grew faster until he started to lose his rhythm. When he threw back his head and shouted her name, ribbons of his slightly bitter cum filled her mouth. She fought to swallow without closing her mouth on him. Her throat worked frantically as he continued to spill himself.

When he’d finished and withdrew, Tessa knew enough not to close her mouth until given permission. He caressed her cheek with his callused hand before painting her lips with some of his cum that had leaked out the corners of her mouth.

“You can close your mouth, love. You were perfect,” he said in a husky voice.

She smiled, relieved that she’d been able to follow his directions. “Thank you, Sir.”

“I’m going to finish spanking you with the paddle now, Tessa. Do you remember your safe word?” Zander asked.

“Red for stop and yellow for slow down, Sir.”

“Good,” he said.

Then the first blow landed on her ass and the sting quickly morphed into a hot burn, much worse than his hand. He landed another blow on the other side and soon she had matching hot spots that had tears burning her eyes. She hadn’t thought it would hurt so much. Zander had said it would get her wet, but she was anything but wet right then.

The next blow landed a little lower on the meaty part of her ass, almost at the crease of her thigh, and this one had her pussy tingling. This must have been what he meant. She felt the sting travel straight to her clit. Each successful blow somehow transferred heat and desire directly to her pussy and clit. She knew she had to be wet though she couldn’t tell with her legs spread like they were.

Zander landed three more blows that had tears in her eyes, but left her aching to be fucked. Her clit was on fire with need. She wanted to beg him to take her but wasn’t sure if that was allowed or not.

The sound of a zipper lowering behind her tore a moan from her. Surely he was going to take her now. She needed his cock inside of her. She really didn’t care if it was her ass or her pussy at this point. She just wanted to be filled, needed to be filled.

Seconds later, the head of his cock brushed back and forth across her slit, eliciting a loud groan from her she hadn’t meant to release. When he pressed into her, a sob broke free as well.

“Do you want my cock inside of you, Tessa? Tell me you want me to fuck you,” Zander said in a guttural voice.

“Fuck me, Sir. Please fuck me,” she whimpered.

He slammed into her to the hilt. Her cunt took him, wet and ready. She gasped then groaned as he pulled all the way out and slammed home again. The slap of his muscled thighs against her tender skin just added to the sensations kicking in. Zander held her hips as he thrust into her over and over again. The rasp of his hairy legs against her reddened flesh kept her aware of the spanking he’d administered.

Then another sensation was added to the feel of Zander powering in and out of her. Something had been attached to the spanking bench that was buzzing against her pussy. It hit her clit just about perfectly, stimulating the bundle of nerves to the point that she knew she was going to come in seconds.

When it hit, she screamed Zander’s name as wave after wave of bliss tore through her. Soon she was begging Tag to turn it off, but he just lowered the power, keeping her body primed and zinging as Zander fucked her cunt.

“Damn, Tessa. You’re so fucking tight. I swear you’re going to squeeze my cock off when you come again,” he shouted.

“Can’t,” she hissed out. “Can’t come again.”

“Hell, yes you will,” he said before the vibration of whatever it was against her clit changed to a hard, slow throb that had her bucking against the strap holding her in place. She screamed.

“Zander!”

She heard his shout of release even as her own faded away. The thrum that had sent her shooting off into space stopped, and she felt the heavy body of Zander pressed against her back. She had to struggle to breathe despite the weight, but it wasn’t long before he moved, thanks to Tag.

“You ass. You’re suffocating her. Get up.”

If she had the strength, she would have chuckled at the censure in the other man’s tone. Instead she groaned as one of them released the strap across her lower back and pulled her up from the bench. She wasn’t sure she could stand, but didn’t have to worry about that. Tag picked her up and carried her over to the bed and gently laid her down.

“Are you okay, babe?” he asked.

“Mmm hmm,” was all she could manage other than a smile.

“You were great, baby. I’m so proud of you,” Tag said as he knelt on the bed next to her.

Zander reappeared with a wet cloth and began to clean her body. It was something he always did after they’d had sex. She appreciated it since no one liked to be sticky from sweat or the aftereffects of sex, but more than that, she enjoyed the closeness it gave them for him to take care of her like that.

Tag spooned in behind her, kissing her shoulder and stroking her arms. When Zander joined them on the bed, he fit his back to her front and pulled one arm and one leg over his body.

“What do you think, Tessa?” Zander asked after they’d rested for a few minutes. “Do you think you will be able to play down here with us?”

She thought about it for a second then sighed. “We may need to use the blindfold to get down here for a while, but I’m okay like this. I won’t lie and say it was easy, but I can do it.”

“That’s all we ask, baby girl. Just try and give it a chance,” Tag said.

“Had you ever played like this at all before?” Zander asked.

“No. Not really. I know about it because I read, so I know what to expect as long as it follows the books, but not everything is going to do that, is it,” she said.

“I doubt it. I’ve never read any of those romance books, so I can’t say for sure, but I would think there are parts of it that gloss over some of the harder stuff,” Zander said. “If we never get to any of the harder stuff, that’s fine, Tessa. All I care about is making you happy.”

“I want you both to be happy, too, Zander. This is part of who you and Tag are. If I can’t handle it, eventually you’ll get antsy and resent that I’m holding you back. I want to be what you need,” she admitted.

“You already are, kitten. We’ll explore a little more every time we play and find what your limits are. If it doesn’t feel good to you, then it won’t feel right to us either,” Zander told her.

“Part of the enjoyment we get out of this is seeing you fall apart with pleasure and knowing we had a part in it. We don’t want to do anything that isn’t going to bring all three of us satisfaction. We love you, Tessa. I love you, more and more each day. I can’t imagine what life would be like without you in it. Don’t ever leave us, babe. Talk to us, tell us if we fuck up, because you know I’m going to do it as sure as the sun rises each morning,” Tag told her.

“I love you, too, Tag. I love you both, Zander. I don’t ever want to lose you two either.” She tightened her arm around Zander’s shoulder and buried her face against his neck.

“Marry us,” Tag blurted out.

Zander started laughing. “You were supposed to wait until the ring was ready, you big oaf.”

“I couldn’t wait. I want to hear her say yes so I can relax,” Tag said.

Tessa had gone still as they fussed back and forth. They wanted to marry her? She hadn’t expected that so soon. She thought they would want to spend time with her first.

“Well? Since he asked, you might as well give us your answer now. We’ll do it all again when the ring is ready,” Zander told her before turning over to face her.

She stared into his eyes then looked over her shoulder at where Tag had lifted up on one elbow to stare down at her. She couldn’t stop the tears that filled her eyes from sliding down he cheeks.

“Yes. I’ll marry you both. I love you. I can’t believe you really want to marry me,” she sobbed.

“Why are you crying?” Tag demanded with a frown. “I thought it would make you happy.”

“It does. I am happy.”

“Women cry when they’re happy, man. You know that.” Zander wiped her tears with his fingers. Then he kissed her. “There. Sealed with a kiss.”

“My turn,” Tag said. He leaned over and kissed her just as thoroughly as Zander had.

“With these kisses we claim you as our woman, our submissive, and our life. We promise to take care of you and keep you safe for the rest of you our lives. Tessa,” Zander said. “We’ll never let you go now. You belong to us and we belong to you.”

“Forever,” she said in a teary voice.

“Forever,” Tag and Zander agreed together.

THE END

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