In the Middle (20 page)

She put her hand on the small of his back and flicked the tails across his bottom, softer this time, barely pinkening the flesh, and even that only for a moment. She lifted her hand, walked around, and then sprayed the tails across his back, harder, getting a feel for how much the impact increased each time she swung from the stripes that appeared on his bronze skin.

His hips started to move in rhythm with her swings. The flogging was making him excited, and that aroused her too. She wouldn’t mind a little rubbing herself, and if Rob hadn’t been there, she might have indulged. Instead she put her hand back on him. “None of that, love. We don’t want a mess on the nice furniture.”

Daniel groaned, but he stopped.

“You have good control of him,” remarked Rob.

She felt Daniel tense, and she gave him a pat.
Did he float away and forget Rob was in the room?
“It’s okay, baby.” She waited until she felt him relax under her hand and then whipped the tails smartly across his back.

She leaned down and asked softly, “Does this make you hot, honey? Taking a little pain for me?”

“You know it does, Mistress.”

“Roll over and show me.”

There wasn’t room on the bench to roll over, and it wasn’t designed for it, anyway. But he tried his best, lifting his legs, his arms tensing to support his weight while he twisted his body. When he was on his rear, he put his legs back down. The position, she noticed, left his cock jutting up and his legs spread. His head was naturally bent back on the other end, making him unable to see her without effort. Her pussy juiced at the idea of putting his cock inside her, although she’d been planning on whipping his muscular chest.

She grinned.
No reason I can’t do both
. She glanced over to Rob, seeking his approval, while not wanting Daniel to hear her ask for it.

“You can fuck him, if you like.”

Sometimes it’s awfully nice to have a dom who can read me like that.

She put her legs next to his knees and climbed on, lifting his cock slightly to aim it between her legs. Slowly she lowered herself, feeling his cock fill her inch by inch, enjoying the feeling of his bare flesh against hers. They’d gotten tested when they first moved in together, and she was on the pill, so they didn’t need condoms. “Don’t come before I do, Daniel.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

She rocked on him, enjoying the friction. She didn’t have quite the leverage to move that she would on a bed, but it was something. She moved her feet and found she could reach the floor with them. She used that to push off, and then enjoyed the luxurious feeling of letting gravity slide his thick shaft back inside.

She raised the flogger, and suddenly felt an arm around her wrist. Rob was right next to her, although she hadn’t seen him move. He whispered so softly she was sure Daniel couldn’t hear, “Not until you’re better at flogging, love. Too much chance of hitting his neck.”

Everything froze for a moment. She’d thought of Rob as her dominant lover, bringing balance to her life by letting herself submit. She hadn’t thought of the fact that his experience made him the perfect mentor to her domme side. In any case, she didn’t want to do anything but obey. Her grip on the flogger loosened as he took it from her.

He tossed it on top of his briefcase, which he’d apparently brought over, and then moved behind her and pressed against her back. She could feel his hard cock through his pants, or maybe it was outside and covered with latex. Whatever, it was definitely hard. He wasn’t turned off by the scene. She breathed a sigh of relief.

His hands cupped her breasts, squeezing gently, caressing and rubbing the rough lace across her nipples, which pebbled, making them more sensitive. She moaned.
Two men at once. Even if one wasn’t submissive and one dominant, I’d be enjoying this kind of attention.

Then Rob let go of her and stepped back. She whimpered in spite of herself. Daniel lifted his head to see what was bothering her, and she reached out and grabbed his hair to keep him there. “I want you to watch, lover.”

“It’s taking all my concentration not to come, Mistress,” Daniel replied.

She grinned. “Not my problem. I’m sure Rob can finish me off if you come too early.”

Daniel’s eyes bulged at her.
Was that too much for him? Heck, what does Rob think, for that matter?

“I love you, Daniel.”

“I love you too, Mistress.”

She looked over her shoulder to find Rob with some vague idea of telling him she loved him too but suddenly felt his fingers first, pulling one ass cheek to one side. He probed her ass with lube-covered fingers, teasing at first, then plunging one inside.

“Oh no,” she told him.

“Oh yes,” Rob said, spreading cool lube inside her. “Finish you off, hmm? Maybe I’ll simply take my pleasure and leave you wanting.”

“And I was going to tell you I loved you. You’re not going to—”

“Look at Daniel, love, and put your hands on your ass and hold yourself open for me.”

She felt like her whole body must be blushing, but she let go of Daniel’s hair and did as he asked. She found herself leaning over in the process, brushing her breasts against Daniel’s chest. Daniel kept watching her, the muscles of his neck taut with the strain.

Rob positioned the head of his rubber-covered cock at her anus and pushed forward. “Relax, baby. I’ll take good care of you.” He stretched her, moving in short thrusts, each one taking him further until he got past the tight muscles of her sphincter. Then he slid in, taking his time but making steady progress. His cock pressed against her from the other side, making her feel Daniel even more than she had before, almost as if both cocks were competing for the same space.

Rob pushed more, lifting her a few inches off Daniel’s cock, and then pulling her back to make it fill her again. She’d never imagined anything quite like it. All her nerves were screaming pleasure at once, and when Rob reached around and pinched her hard peaks, she screamed. Fireworks seemed to go off all over her body, her pussy and ass quivering around her men, her whole torso shaking. “Oh my God.”

Daniel grinned, and she knew why.
Yes, I came, and now you can
. His hips came to life, lifting her with each thrust, moving in counterpoint to Rob’s pistoning in her ass. In a few seconds, she felt Daniel’s hot seed coating her inside.
Mmm.

She relaxed for a moment and then realized she wasn’t done. Rob had just gotten started. He fucked her, harder and harder. Daniel kept moving too, his cock still hard enough to give her pleasure. Rob’s hands roamed over her body, pinching her tits, scraping her thighs. When he touched her clit, she went off again, her eyes slamming shut as the sensations racked her body.

“Ahh,” cried Rob as he came a second after.

She collapsed on Daniel, Rob’s weight still pressed against her bum. Rob drew back, though, sliding out of her with an audible and vaguely embarrassing noise. But how much more embarrassed could she get? She was already half-naked and had fucked two incredibly good-looking men at the same time. She reached behind her, suddenly afraid that Rob was walking away from her, walking out of her life again.

It’s impossible to pay both men as much attention as they deserve. If I reach out for Rob, I ignore Daniel
. She kissed Daniel’s stubbly chin. He always shaved in the morning, and by evening he was already rough and bristly. She liked that, even if she didn’t always appreciate the feel of it against her skin.

Rob was still wearing his leather pants. Maybe he’d pulled them up again. She hadn’t felt the leather against her ass. He was walking around them, looking thoughtful. She looked up with pleading eyes, not sure what to say to make him stay.

“I think I better go,” he said at last. “Thank you, both of you.” He walked across the room to where his shirt was tossed over his briefcase and picked them both up. He didn’t bother to put the shirt on but slung it over his shoulder as he walked toward the door. She prayed he’d stop, turn around, say something, but he didn’t.

“Colorado!” she shouted as he opened the door. She rolled off Daniel onto the opposite side from where Rob was, and she regretted the direction she’d moved immediately.

He looked back over his shoulder, looking bemused. “Darling, I’m leaving. You don’t need to safe word anything.”

“Your leaving is what I’m safe wording.” She knew it didn’t make any sense, but she had to do something, say something. She babbled the first words that popped into her head. “I submitted, and we did a scene. I’m entitled to some aftercare.”

“I think you have Daniel for that, love.”

“But I’m entitled to it from you. And he’s entitled to it from me. Get back here.”

Rob frowned, but he put his briefcase back down inside the door and walked over. “What do you need, Louise?”

“You. Him. Both of you.” She decided she was on the right side after all as Daniel straightened and sat on the bench. She could face them both. It scared the hell out of her to do anything with the safe arrangement she and Daniel had, but she knew it couldn’t last that way forever. In front of her was a chance, maybe a long shot, to have everything she wanted, and she would do anything to have it. Even put her heart on the line. “I love you. Both of you. I love each of you in a way I could never love the other or any other man. No other dom. No other sub. No other boyfriend.”

“I love you too,” both men said at once, but then Rob barreled on. “But that’s just it, Louise. I want you so much it hurts.”

“Then you can have me. Bothered by me cuddling Daniel? Don’t be. I’m going to. But you can order me to my knees in front of you. You can make me do almost anything you want.” She turned to Daniel. “Abracadabra,” she said.

“Huh? But you’re the top.”

“Tops need safe words too.”

Rob chuckled. “She’s right, you know. Even tops sometimes need to say they can’t go on. Not very often. But you know, there are less drastic ways than using your safe word to transition your sub out of scene. I think what she’s saying, buddy, is that she wants you to be in this discussion as an equal.”

“That’s right,” said Louise. She looked sheepishly at Daniel. “Please?”

“Of course, Louise,” said Daniel. His face took on a different expression, one she didn’t see much but had observed when she’d come by his office a few times.
That’s why he needs me to be his mistress
. It wasn’t that he was weak; he was strong all day, in charge, trying to get the best for his clients, and when he got home, he needed to let all that go and not compete anymore.

Both men were looking at her.
I need to think it through. What I want breaks all the rules. And both of them might be mad at me. I need time.

I guess I should have thought of that before I convened this little meeting and tossed all the safe words around.

“This is your show, Louise,” Rob said. “Unless you want to cancel that safe word. Otherwise I’ll listen, but I can’t promise to agree.”

It was so tempting to just let Rob take control, but then she’d be abandoning Daniel. “Yes. I’ll find the words.” She took a deep breath. “Thank you for this. Thank you for arranging this, both of you.”

Rob smiled.

“You’re welcome,” Daniel said.

“It’s going to do my head in sometimes, trying to be both a top and a bottom. I’m going to need a lot of time being just one or the other. But sometimes I want you both at the same time. Because I love both of you, all the time.

“Pretty greedy, huh? All I can say is that I’ll try my hardest to give you both what you need, what you both want.” She walked around to where Rob was standing. “Rob, I’ll wear your collar. Well, not to work. Accountants are stuffy. But I need you to accept something in return, which is that I’ll need time with Daniel, and—well, you can listen in and figure out the rest, because the rest I have to say to him.”

She turned to Daniel, not waiting for a response from Rob. Rob could be so hard to read when he wanted to be. Daniel had already turned to face her. She wasn’t holding back now. She pushed his legs apart so she could move between them and get even closer. “Daniel, I’ll wear your ring. And I will marry you and be your mistress, but you must understand that I will submit to Rob. He’s my master. And no matter how much I love you, it’s something I need to do.”

Daniel didn’t speak, just stared at her, but she could see the gears grinding in his head. He was figuring it out, weighing the benefits, trying to decide if he could do it, something. She backed away until she was in the doorway and had both men in front of her again.

“That’s it. That’s all I have to say. It’s what I want, and what I need. You two let me taste paradise tonight, and I’m not going to willingly surrender it.” She nodded to Rob and then Daniel. “I think I’m the one that’s leaving, actually. I’ll be…I don’t know. I’ll be gawking at everyone in the ballroom, I guess.” She took a step back, her heart pounding, and then turned toward the hall. A step turned into a run, although she didn’t know what she was running from.
Two strong men. What if one accepts, and the other doesn’t? I guess I’ll be with that one. There are worse fates. But if they both turn me down, I am so screwed. Or not screwed. Maybe I’ll become a nun
. She slowed down, because she was going to fall if she kept running in heels, and her ankles would never forgive her.

My clothes are back in the room with Daniel and Rob. Fuck. Oh well, I’ll wait an hour. At least one of them will come speak to me. I hope
. She opened the door to the ballroom, ignored the orgy going on to her left and the orgasmic cries of a woman on the St. Andrew’s cross, and headed to the bar.

“One scotch, neat,” she said to Spike. “Make that a double.”

“You keeping a tab, or you paying up front?” asked Spike, amused.

“It’ll have to be a tab, because I don’t have my purse on me.”
Because it’s in the damned box.

Spike chuckled. “Well, you can guess what I do to girls who don’t pay their tabs.”

“I’ll pay,” she promised. She couldn’t guess, but she didn’t think she liked the sound of it.