Pleasing Her Racy Doms [Racy Nights 6] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (14 page)

“There’s a tiny chain between them again,” he said. He gave it a tug and Cherilyn groaned out loud. It hurt, but it also felt so incredible that her pussy began to contract. Every time Thayer struck her ass with the paddle, Evan gave the chain a soft tug, and soon Cherilyn was moaning continuously as her orgasm began to build.

It poised on the edge several times, and she struggled against her bonds, desperate to bring it to fruition. She knew the guys were aware of how close she was, and she suspected they weren’t going to let her come yet. That realization only fueled her arousal.

Her ass was on fire and her nipples were aroused to the point of pain when they both finally stopped. And still she hadn’t completely reached her climax. Thayer gently removed the butt plug, and then one of them removed the blindfold. They helped her stand, and she was panting and sweating. Evan held a bottle of water to her lips and she drank greedily.

“Can we leave the nipple clamps on for a while, or are they too much for you?”

She gazed into his beautiful blue eyes, wanting so much to please both of them. “Leave them on, Sir.”

Thayer untied her wrists and ankles, and took her hand. “Come with us, Cherilyn. You did very well, but I hope you understand that was punishment, not play.”

She let out a sound that was part sigh, part moan as she walked up the stairs with him. Her legs were already trembling. Once upstairs, she barely had time to admire the rich tones in Thayer’s bedroom. He picked her up and tossed her over his shoulder, caveman-style, and this time she didn’t laugh.

When he laid her on the bed, he covered her body with his and kissed her until she could hardly breathe. The orgasm that had threatened to crest was still building, and she wondered if they’d ever let her come. She pushed against his throbbing cock, trying to bring it on, but he moved off her with a grin on his face that told her he knew exactly what she’d been trying to do.

“You really don’t learn, do you? I told you that we are in charge of you coming, Cherilyn.”

“I’m sorry, Sir.”

“I don’t think you really are. I think you’re just saying it because you know it’s what we want to hear.”

She didn’t answer. She couldn’t. Her breathing was coming out in gasps as it was because she was so aroused she could barely think.

He gave the chain a hard tug, and she cried out at the combination of pain and pleasure that shot through both nipples. “Time for another lesson.” He and Thayer moved her to the center of the bed and told her to spread her legs and grasp her ankles. She did, and then they tied the rope around her wrists and ankles, binding them together. They placed pillows under hips so that her ass and pussy both were exposed to them.

When Evan pulled out a large red and black flogger, she tossed her head back and forth and moaned. The strips were very thin. “This is going to sting a lot,” he said.

Thayer took out what looked like a miniature strap and knelt next to her torso. He tapped her nipples with it, and she screamed. The clamps only enhanced the combination of exquisite pain and pleasure from the strap. When Evan knelt between her legs and began to flog her pussy and asshole, Cherilyn closed her eyes and began to whimper.

Every few strikes, each man would stop and gently caress her. Thayer kissed the sides of her breasts gently and stroked them, and Evan licked her pussy, stopping just short of her clit each time. He brushed his fingers across her anus, and then he’d start flogging her again when Thayer began to tap her nipples with the strap.

They kept it up for so long that she was shaking her head and moaning loudly the entire time. She slipped into a state of peace that reminded her of being underwater, where everything was both magnified and strange at the same time. She felt the pain, but the pleasure overwhelmed it, and all she wanted to do was stay in that place forever.

When they finally stopped, they gave her water to drink and gently stroked her arms and legs. They untied her and massaged her wrists and ankles, although the rope hadn’t hurt her at all. Thayer rolled her onto her side and told her to put her arms overhead. She did, and he placed leather cuffs around her wrists then secured them to rings attached to the headboard. He put the blindfold bank on, and then he gently kissed her lips.

Evan lifted her top leg and placed a cuff around that ankle, and then he explained he had secured it with a chain to a ring on the underside of the bed canopy. He put a cuff around her bottom ankle and told her that one was secured to the bedpost.

“Cherilyn.” Evan’s voice was close to her left ear. “I want to try fucking you in the ass. If it’s too much I’ll stop, okay?”

“Yes, Sir.” She could hardly contain her excitement. She wanted this so badly.

What felt like two fingers slathered in lube slipped inside, and while Evan moved them in and out slowly, Thayer’s mouth went to work on her throbbing pussy. Cherilyn cried out when the climax finally crested. It went on for long luscious moments, and she was aware of Evan pulling his fingers out and sliding in what had to be his dick, but it felt so damn good and enhanced the orgasm that wouldn’t quit, so she didn’t even feel pain. All she felt was exquisite pleasure.

“Good girl,” he whispered. “I’m so proud of you.” He gently moved the chain on her nipples as he began to fuck her in the ass, so gently that it brought tears to her eyes. This time the nipple clamps didn’t hurt. They felt as incredible as being ass-fucked did.

Thayer released her pussy and kissed her on the mouth. She tasted her own juices, and when he finally let her mouth go, she felt his dick tease her lips. She didn’t even hesitate. As he slid inside, she moaned in the back of her throat. This felt as wonderful as having her pussy and mouth filled at the same time, and she wondered if they would fuck her in the pussy and ass at the same time. She wanted them to. She wanted to experience it.

Thayer pulled out, and so did Evan. She heard Evan take off his condom. It was now or never. They wouldn’t know what she wanted unless she asked, right? “Sir, may I ask for something, please?”

“All right,” said Thayer. “What is it?”

“Please may I have one dick in my ass and one in my pussy? I want to know what that feels like.” She could almost feel them exchange a glance of surprise and delight.

“Cherilyn, are you sure?” asked Evan.

“Yes, Sir. I want to at least try.”

She heard a condom wrapper and felt movement on the bed. She then assumed it was Thayer who filled her asshole with more lube, and then slid his dick inside, slowly and gently. He stroked her hair. “I’ll be very careful.” Yep. That was his sexy voice. She sighed and smiled.

Evan teased her swollen pussy lips with the head of his dick, also sheathed in a condom. When he started to slide it inside, Thayer stopped moving inside her ass, and again she could sense the looks passing between the men. That they were taking so much care made her heart give a strange lurch. She was still in awe at how tenderly they both treated her, in spite of their dominance. The combination was enough to make a girl all giddy with joy just to be in their presence. How could she help but feel emotional toward them?

Cherilyn didn’t have time to process the swirling chaos going on inside her mind. Evan pushed further into her pussy, and the feeling of fullness in her groin was both painful and delicious at the same time. She soon got used to it, and when both men began to move, she forgot all about everything except the blinding pleasure in both her holes. Evan massaged her clit as he moved, and Thayer gently tugged the chain attached to her nipple clamps.

Cherilyn didn’t think anything could feel better than this. It simply wasn’t possible. Sex would never be the same again. As another orgasm inched closer, she just gave in to the emotions. She had nothing left to fight with anyway. Tears leaked onto the blindfold, and she hoped the guys wouldn’t notice because she didn’t want them thinking she was upset or in pain. She was neither. The feelings racing through her mind had nothing to do with hurt or anger. She was overcome with passion, and she never wanted to leave this room. She didn’t want another day to pass without both Evan and Thayer in it.

Cherilyn was falling in love with two men.

This was impossible. It couldn’t happen. And she was only setting herself up for heartbreak, but there was no way to stop it and she knew that. She wasn’t sure she wanted to stop it. It had never been this way. Even with Chuck, it had taken her almost a year to agree to set a date. It wasn’t that she hadn’t loved him enough to spend her life with him. She had. It was just that she’d never been overcome with passion, and with an urge to spend every waking moment with him. She’d finally convinced herself that wasn’t reality. It was the kind of stuff fairy tales were made of, not real life.

But she’d been wrong, and she knew that now. Fairy tales did exist. This was real. What she felt for Evan and Thayer wasn’t just a wish or a dream. And there was nothing she could do about it.

The men changed places, after asking her at least three times if she was all right. She assured them she was, and when Evan had put on a fresh condom and slid his dick inside her ass once again, and Thayer had changed his condom and slipped his dick into her pussy, the climax crashed over her. She gave into it and didn’t think. Incomprehensible words and loud cries filled the air, all coming from her. Wave after wave coursed through her body. It went on for an impossibly long time.

She was barely aware that both men had pulled out and their condoms were off. A wet dick teased her lips, and she opened her mouth to let it inside. They took turns fucking her in the mouth, and she welcomed it. When each man came, hot cum squirted into her mouth and dribbled down her chin. Their moans and grunts filled the room.

Her blindfold came off, and she was untied. Then they gently removed the nipple clamps. She wrapped her arms and legs around Thayer’s body in front and snuggled up against Evan’s from behind. She wasn’t sure how much time passed. She knew at one point she drifted off to sleep for a moment, at least. She crawled out of bed and used the bathroom, and when she emerged, both men were sitting on the edge of the bed.

Evan grinned and motioned her over. “We aren’t done. I hope you know that.”

Cherilyn moaned and had to hang onto the furniture as she walked over to where they sat. This was the most erotic night of her life, and she knew that nothing would ever be the same again by the time morning came.

How did they still have any strength left? Cherilyn stood in front of Evan and cast her gaze to the floor. “Put your arms behind your back.” She did as he asked, and then he fastened her wrists together using the leather cuffs. “Now it’s my turn.” He patted his left thigh, and she drew in a sharp breath.

Thayer helped her drape her body over Evan’s leg, but instead of tying her ankles together, this time he put what he told her was a spreader bar on them. The result was that her legs were about a foot apart, but she couldn’t move or lift them. Her ass was in the air, and Evan massaged it while Thayer merely pulled over a chair and sat in it, watching. The lust in his eyes forced another moan from her throat.

Evan brought something small and stinging down on one cheek then the other. She tried to twist her head around to see what it was, but she couldn’t.

“It’s a riding crop,” said Thayer.

She didn’t answer him. Her ass cheeks were already on fire, and she wasn’t sure how much of this she could take. But soon the pain was laced with pleasure, and she pushed her hips against Evan’s muscled thigh with each strike, massaging her clit.

“Don’t do that, Cherilyn.” Thayer’s warning tone sent a shiver down her spine.

Evan chuckled and hit her harder. “She really won’t learn that one, will she?”

“She will,” said Thayer. “But it won’t be until her ass hurts so much that even putting on her pants will be painful.”

Cherilyn stopped moving her hips and closed her eyes, enjoying the burn now. Each strike sent jolts of electricity to her sore nipples and swollen clit. The pain was intense, but she welcomed it. When Evan finally stopped, he helped her stand and kissed her tenderly. “I’m so proud of you tonight,” he said softly, his gaze intense and loving at the same time.

“Thank you, Sir,” she whispered.

He rose and picked her up in his arms. She’d assumed they would place her on the bed but instead they carried her to the sofa and stood her so that she faced one of the arms. “Bend over it, Cherilyn.” She did, and Evan stacked up the cushions under her head. Her ass was in the air and her face rested sideways against the cushions. She was very comfortable, and a thrill raced through her at the realization that she was also completely exposed again.

She watched them put on condoms, and then Evan stepped behind her. He plunged his dick into her pussy, and she cried out as he fucked her hard and deep. He hung onto her hips as she did so, and again Thayer only watched.

Her pussy was very sore now, but it felt so damn good she didn’t want him to stop. He pulled out, and Thayer took his place. Instead of holding on to her hips, he massaged her clit with one hand and with the other he slapped her ass cheeks, alternating. A crazy orgasm crashed over her, so intense that she actually became dizzy. And still her men weren’t done.

They changed places again, and Evan grasped both breasts, kneading them as he fucked her hard and fast. Her pussy felt raw, but her climax was still going on. It was the most erotic and intense fucking she’d ever had, and she began to seriously wonder if she’d be walking in the morning.

They changed places once more, and this time Thayer fucked her hard and deep. She was nearing her limits. He came, thrusting fast and deep as he finished. Evan plunged his dick into her pussy, and this time he also came. By the time they untied her wrists and removed the spreader from her ankles, her legs felt like jelly. She drank an entire bottle of water and fell into the bed, totally exhausted. She was sore all over, but it was sweet as well. As she drifted off to sleep, someone’s cell phone rang. She didn’t even care. She couldn’t. It felt too good to be curled up, sleeping, totally sated and happier than she’d ever been.