Christmas at Purgatory (Thalia Extra #1) (3 page)

“Then get your ass on the bed, on your knees in the middle. It’s
time for your punishment.” James stepped back from her, pulling his
shirt off in a smooth movement that had her very distracted. The
deep V above his jeans made her salivate as he turned and walked to
the cabinet so she could watch the muscles of his back move under
his skin. She suddenly realized she was ignoring a command before a
punishment. Not the smartest move.
Kalen was pulling his shirt off as well though and she couldn’t
look away, the warmth of the room was comfortable for her since she
was naked, but she was glad it meant they needed to lose some
clothes. Kalen was heavily muscled, with a thick chest, strong
arms, and broad shoulders. Like some ancient warrior. He glanced at
her as he walked towards the cabinet again and she instantly
climbed onto the bed.
Now was not the time to be slow to respond to
commands.
Thalia watched as they talked quietly by the cabinet, both of them
removing shoes and socks. Then they laughed. Kalen looked over at
Thalia and his voice boomed in the room, “Thalia, present.”
She spread her knees wider and interlaced her fingers behind her
head. Her pussy was soaked from the orgasm, and from watching
Maggie, and from the pending promise of what was coming. She’d
already had pleasure, now it was time for the other half of what
she craved. And this time it would be Kalen and James, together,
deciding how to push her.
“Face the wall, put your back to Maggie so she can watch.” James’
clear voice had her moving until she was in position. He climbed
onto the bed and stood up in front of her, his cock tantalizingly
in front of her, just on the other side of the fabric of his pants.
As he reached up for the chains, giving them slack to bring them
low enough for her arms he grinned down at her. He knew exactly
what standing in front of her like this did to her. Her mouth
watered.
“Arms up, Thalia.” Kalen ordered her and she raised her arms so
James could slide the soft lined leather cuffs over her wrists. A
few adjustments and the chains were taut enough to keep her arms
above her head without making her arms so straight that she lost
circulation. When he was satisfied James lowered himself in front
of her, his hands trailing down her arms, over her shoulders, her
breasts, her sides, until they stopped at her hips.
“Remind Kalen of your safe word, pet.” James leaned his head to the
side, kissing over her shoulder, up her neck until his face was
hidden in her hair as his lips trailed sucking, biting kisses. He
was going to leave marks.
The slap of a crop behind her made her jump. Kalen must have popped
it across his hand. That was going to leave marks too. Her body
thrummed with the promise of it. “Chair, Master Kalen, it’s
chair.”
“I remember.” Kalen rumbled behind her, and Thalia could hear the
faint moans and whimpers stifled by Maggie’s gag. She must have
started moving. “Move her back, James?”
James bit down on her shoulder making her gasp before he kissed the
spot and stood again. Thalia looked up to watch James shift the
chains connected to her wrist backwards on an elaborate set of
cables above the bed. As he pushed the chains back, Thalia shuffled
back until Kalen put a hand on her back to stop her. “Good?” James
asked. His eyes were dark as he looked down at her.
“Yes. Why don’t ye go pick something, eh, James? I’ll get started.”
Kalen’s voice was deep behind her, and before she could prepare the
sharp sting of the crop landed across her ass. She cried out and an
echoing muffled cry came from Maggie. Two more followed, hot lines
burning into her skin as she bit down on the groans. The next two
landed a little harder and Thalia was squirming, tugging against
the chains so she heard the rattle above her. The sharp stings
faded and Kalen spoke again, “First five. Thalia why don’t ye tell
us why yer being punished?”
“Yes, pet, I want to hear you say it.” James was back, standing
behind her. The thought of everyone staring at her backside as
those five lines appeared on her skin made her shiver.
“I came without permission, Master Kalen.” She gasped a breath as
she felt the heavy thud of a flogger land against her ribs. Her
skin bloomed heat where James had laid the lash. “I’m sorry,
Master!” Another thud on the other side, it was heavy and the
strike shook her. The next three landed across her back in a
pattern she knew was James’ hand. Each thud rocked her body,
heating her skin and making her nerve endings wake up. She
whimpered when he stopped, trying to absorb the sensations, but
Kalen didn’t give her a moment.
“We’re at ten.” James said as Kalen brought the crop down a little
harder in rapid succession. One, two, three and she was shifting
her weight from knee to knee, tears pricking the edges of her eyes
as she cried out.
“Please!” She was breathing hard when he paused, the muffled sounds
of Maggie moving and straining for her own orgasm were impossible
to ignore.
“Who made ye orgasm, Thalia?” Kalen asked, the tip of the crop
trailing down her spine. She shuddered as her skin was extra
sensitive from the flogger.
“Maggie.” Thalia mumbled it, and Kalen brought the crop down hard
across the place where her thighs met her ass. It stung sharply and
she let out a short scream, whining as it faded.
“Louder.” Kalen ordered.
“MAGGIE!” She shouted and Kalen brought the crop down across her
thighs. Thalia yanked on the chains, whimpering as the line of fire
settled into her skin. Maggie was moaning steadily behind her, the
wet sounds of her movements summoning the image of her form rising
and falling in the chair. The dildos moving in and out of her, and
Thalia pictured Maggie’s hand slipping between her thighs to rub
her clit. Her red curls falling forward as she worked towards her
pleasure. It had Thalia panting, but the hard thud of the flogger
across her shoulders brought her back to reality. It was almost too
intense as the second and third landed. The deep, body shaking
thuds of the flogger contrasting with the hard, sharp lashes of the
crop. Her body was humming, sensation flooding her. The last two
had Thalia moaning steadily, leaning forward away from the blows,
resting her weight on the chains.

“We’re at twenty. Check in, pet.” James’
voice was lower, arousal evident in his tone. She loved being able
to hear that he wanted her, that it was a struggle for him to hold
back. A hard grip in her hair lifted her head, she hadn’t realized
she’d let her chin fall to her chest as she recovered.
“Thalia, we need ye to check in.” Kalen’s voice was stern,
demanding. It woke her up enough to evaluate herself. The ten
lashes from the crop were settling in her skin, warm and a little
sore, but fine. Her entire back was tender from the flogger, but
she was still okay.
“I’m good, Master, I promise.” To make her point Thalia made
herself kneel straight again, not leaning against the hold of the
chains. She heard James’ voice speak quietly to Kalen, and a moment
later the crop landed on her back. She hissed a whimper through her
teeth, clenching her fists on the other side of the cuffs. Then the
flogger landed across her ass, heavy and sharpening the sting of
the welts Kalen had landed there. Crop, flogger, flogger,
crop.
“Breathe, pet.” James corrected her and she forced a breath, but it
came in on a whimper and out on a series of soft pleas. The flogger
wrapped around her hip, then matched the other side. She was
shivering when a hard swat of the crop made her jerk forward, the
fiery line refusing to settle into her hot skin. Her backside must
have been bright red from shoulder to knees, and she was waiting
for the next lash when a muffled cry and a long, low moan came from
Maggie. Thalia tried to control her breathing, to slow the tears on
her cheeks as she listened to Maggie writhe and whimper in
pleasure.
“One more for Thalia, Maggie. Open yer eyes. Watch.” Kalen spoke
low, and then another hard crop lash where her ass met her thighs.
The spot was always sensitive, but now it was brutal and she
screamed before the cry settled into whimpers.
“Please, please, please, I’m sorry, Master, Master Kalen,
please...”Thalia was babbling, and she jumped when someone’s hand
ran down her back and over her ass. There was a texture to some of
the welts, and she moaned softly as they began to rub her
skin.
“That’s forty. Think you’ve earned your present, Thalia?” James was
close to her, it was his hand rubbing her skin. She could hear
Kalen speaking to Maggie, but couldn’t understand him through the
buzzing in her ears.
“Have I, Master?” Thalia’s voice was soft, she was bordering on
subspace and her voice reflected that dreamlike state she was so
close to. James heard it and slid his hand between her thighs,
thrusting two fingers sharply inside her, which wasn’t difficult as
wet as she was. It snapped her head up though and she moaned.
“I think you have.” His fingers continued moving inside her, the
heel of his hand rubbing against her clit until her hips were
rocking in time with his thrusts. She was moaning quietly, biting
her lip to fight the urge to beg. Begging now might just make him
drag it out, just to hear her beg more. “Kalen, want to let her
down?”
“Of course.” His voice came from beside her and then he was on the
bed in front of her. His tawny brown eyes locked on hers and he
tilted her chin up. Then he kissed her. It was a surprise, she
hadn’t expected it. His beard scraped against her skin and the
sensation was different, especially as gentle as he was. Only their
lips were touching, his hands back at his sides as he waited for
her to kiss him back. When she did her moan buzzed against his lips
as James chose that moment to slide his fingers from her and begin
circling her clit. Kalen’s hands were large and easily wrapped to
the back of her head as he held her face so he could kiss her in
earnest. His tongue sought hers and she tugged against the cuffs,
wanting to touch him back, wanting to touch
someone
as James
drove her higher. Each teasing slip of his fingers back inside her
was torture, each thrust whether gentle or sharp made her moan
against Kalen’s mouth. When James noticed she was relaxing into the
touch of his fingers, he would draw her wetness back to her clit
and renew her whimpers.
“Master Ka-, Master,
jesus
, I need -”Thalia couldn’t think
straight between the two of them, and they were barely teasing her.
Her body was electric with tension. Kalen lifted her chin so she
had to look at him.
“Say please.” He brushed his thumb over her lip and she
swallowed.
“Please, Master Kalen?” She would have said anything if it meant
they’d stop teasing her, but that seemed to work. Kalen stood up on
the bed in front of her and she became very aware of the erection
in his pants. When he uncuffed her the rush of blood to her hands
made her roll her shoulders. James removed his hand from between
her thighs and held his fingers in front of her lips, she opened
her mouth to suck them in, cleaning her taste from him as Kalen
watched from above her. The moment wasn’t lost on her, especially
not as Kalen began to unbutton his pants. She moaned against James’
fingers as he moved them in and out of her mouth, and Kalen slid
his pants down to reveal his erection.
Kalen went commando? Of course he did.
James pulled his fingers from her mouth and massaged her shoulders
and her neck for a moment as Kalen tossed his pants off the bed.
“Do you want to taste him, pet?”James asked and Thalia nodded as
Kalen gripped his cock and stroked it just inches in front of her
mouth. She leaned forward to taste and James jerked her back by her
shoulders. “Beg him.”
Kalen smiled down at her, stroking himself slowly. He was thick,
the head of his cock dark and leaking precum that she wanted to
catch with her tongue. The words tumbled from her, “Please, Master
Kalen, may I taste you? Please? I want to taste you.” Maggie
whimpered and moaned behind them.
“Absolutely. Why don’t ye put on a show for Maggie?” Kalen stepped
to the side, and James twisted Thalia until Maggie could see them
both. Kalen’s strong hand reached up and grabbed a chain to
balance, and then his hand was on Thalia’s head, pulling her
towards him. She wrapped her hand around the base of his cock and
he groaned, opening her mouth to pull him in. His growl was low and
loud, and Maggie moaned too. Thalia drew him back, and then in
again, a little deeper with each dip of her head.
“Into your throat, pet.” James cupped the back of her head, and
Kalen tightened his grip in her hair as he pushed deeper. He was
thick and she panicked for a second, choking before she made
herself swallow. Kalen groaned, easing back and then pushing
forward harder. “Good girl,” James whispered and his hand moved
between her thighs, thrusting two fingers inside her from behind.
The hum of her moan made Kalen thrust harder, back deep into her,
then he let her breathe before he thrust again. Thalia was rolling
her hips, seeking more from James’ touch as she tried to keep her
focus on Kalen’s cock in her mouth. He tasted like hot, male flesh,
his pre-cum trailing over her tongue every time he pulled back from
her throat.
“Stop.” Kalen pulled her back by her hair and she was left panting,
whimpering, and moaning as James continued moving his fingers
inside her. She was looking up at him, pleading with her eyes
because she couldn’t form words. He crouched down in front of her,
his thumb running across her swollen lips before he grinned. “I’m
going to fuck ye, Thalia. Ready for that?”
She nodded quickly, but James took his hand from her and spanked
her hard. It stung fiercely atop the welts already there and she
whimpered, turning to look at him. His eyes were dark, his
expression intense as he tilted his head, “Is that how you respond
to a Dom, pet? Answer him properly.”
“I’m s- sorry. Yes, Master Kalen, I... I want you to fuck me.” She
was talking quietly because she was shivering on edge, they’d
teased her to the brink, and she wanted to fall over. Kalen smiled
and pulled her forward by the back of her neck, his mouth covering
hers again in a dominating kiss. When she leaned towards him, he
grabbed her and pinned her to the bed. A tremor rolled through her
as his knees pushed hers apart. Flashbacks to her dream had her
rolling her hips up, but no fantasy could match the weight of him
on top of her, the strength in his arms as he pinned her wrists
above her head, the way James watched her with a flush in his
cheeks as arousal strained his control. James handed Kalen a condom
with a grin and he tore the foil with his teeth, but her eyes
couldn’t leave the dark green of James’. He noticed, and it made
his grin turned devious.
“Thalia, do you want both of us?” James asked, leaning closer to
her. Kalen held himself above her, his knees widening hers just a
little more as she arched her back, nodding furiously. “Say
please.”
“PLEASE!” She cried out and Kalen thrust inside her hard. He
stretched her and it bordered on painful for a moment, he rocked
his hips back on a low moan and then thrust forward hard again. He
filled her and she closed her eyes as she arched up against him.
Maggie cried out against the gag, her rhythmic, low moans signaling
she’d found a second orgasm. Thalia wanted hers. She lifted her
hips against Kalen’s, his thrusts sharpening that edge inside her
as her welts rubbed against the sheets. James had moved over to
Maggie, pushing her hair back from her face, whispering to her.
Thalia knew he was checking on her, but she couldn’t focus as Kalen
slammed hard inside her again. His mouth trailed down her neck to
her shoulder, his beard tickling and scratching across her skin
until each shift of his body against hers was like an electric
current.
“Do ye want to come, Thalia?” Kalen spoke between thrusts, his
voice strained as he held tight to the control he had.
“Yes, please, please, Master Kalen, please let me come.” Thalia
begged, rolling her hips up to let him thrust deeper.
“Let her come, Kalen.” James called over to them and Kalen chuckled
above her before he grabbed on to her hip and shifted his thrusts
so the next movement was directly on that bundle of nerves inside
her.
“Oh god, oh fuck, oh god...”Thalia mumbled as she tensed, pulling
against the hand Kalen was using to pin her wrists above her head.
Her body was tightening, painfully holding her over the edge of
orgasm, her clit pulsing to the rapid beat of her heart until she
could only whimper as she sought the precipice. He backed off,
shallow, slow thrusts that held her there, his lips teasing her as
he kissed across her collar bone, ducked his head down to capture
her nipple and draw it tight into his mouth. Her muscles shook as
she waited, breathless, for the orgasm to break over her. Then he
bit down on her nipple and thrust hard, and she was tumbling.
Crying out with a moan as her mind blanked, suffused with the
sparks of pleasure that raced up her spine, the heat that flooded
between her thighs as she shook under him.
“Fuck.” Kalen groaned and let go of her wrists, dropping his weight
on her hips to still her shifting movements. She was panting when
he pressed a kiss to her lips, quieting the little moans that were
still slipping from her as the echoes of pleasure slowed. With her
mouth against his he rolled so she was on top of him and her body
stilled. The shifting of the bed clued her in just before James’
hand landed on her back, and lubricant trickled between her ass
cheeks. She rocked and Kalen groaned.
“Be still, pet.” James pressed a finger against the tight ring of
muscles and she gasped against Kalen’s lips, and then she bent her
head down, pressing her forehead against his chest as James
stretched her. Kalen was still buried inside her, making the
pressure of James’ second finger as he slid them in that much more
intense.
“I don’t know, I don’t know if -” She was babbling against Kalen’s
hard chest, and James’ hand rubbed soothingly over her back, and
Kalen cupped the back of her head, his fingers in her hair.
“You’ll handle it, baby. Relax.” James worked his fingers inside
her, stretching her little by little. He wasn’t rushing her, and
Kalen was barely moving inside her. Their breaths and her shivers
as the sensations increased were the only movements.”Take a deep
breath, pet.”
She did, and he moved his fingers back. She heard a condom wrapper
tear, and then he was pressing against her. Thalia’s hands fisted
the sheets on either side of Kalen’s ribs, but he lifted her face
so she looked at him. He looked hungry, his cock buried inside her,
but he was holding on to his own control not to move too soon, and
he was trying to calm
her
down as he spoke gently,
“Breathe.”
Her ribs expanded and James pressed inside her, it was a burning
ache, an impossible fullness as he eased forward. Thalia whimpered,
and Kalen captured her mouth in a kiss, not letting her go until
James was in. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck...”Thalia panted when Kalen
released her lips. He moved first, Kalen sliding back and thrusting
up inside her. All three of them groaned, and Maggie joined
them.
“Language, pet.” James bit her shoulder and moved. Her body was
shaking already. Too much sensation. Kalen was moving too, his
thrusts growing harder and harder. Each lift of his hips pushing
her back onto James, and then forward again. James moved more
gently, letting her adjust, but soon she could feel the tension in
his body against her. He was fighting to control his urge to push
her, but she felt fine. Sore already, but fine. The next time he
went to thrust, she pushed back hard and he growled, his fingers
digging into her hip painfully. His voice was rough, “Is that what
you want?”
Kalen thrust upward, “She’s not going to break, James. Are ye,
Thalia?” His hand was at her neck, pushing her chin up as he
squeezed her throat gently. She shook her head. She wasn’t
fragile.
“God, I love you, Thalia.” James’ lips were against her back, and
then he thrust hard. She winced and cried out, but Kalen was
thrusting hard too. They moved inside of her, and she was so full,
impossibly stretched, the feeling sharp and then they pulled back
and her body was shivering, needing more, just a little more. Their
groans were increasing, their hearts pounding against her skin, and
she couldn’t hold on. She was going to break apart.