Wrap your fingers around it.

She did, as best she could.

He reached around her and grabbed her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, her throbbing nipples. In her p.u.s.s.y, the vibrating d.i.l.d.o only intensified the erotic ache inside her, her swollen c.l.i.t wanting attention to make her come again.

There will be times well tie you up, make sure these beautiful b.r.e.a.s.t.s of yours are tightly bound, and sit there and do nothing but suck your nipples until youre begging us to do anything we want to you to make you come. Because good girls beg their Sirs when theyre h.o.r.n.y, dont they?

Carl lifted her head off his c.o.c.k so she could answer. Yes, Sir! she said.

f.u.c.k, thats hot, Carl said.

Of course its hot, Don said, giving her b.r.e.a.s.t.s another squeeze. Because shes finally found the right home. Our good girl is going to learn how to service her Sirs c.o.c.ks properly. Shes going to keep her p.u.s.s.y shaved for us, so that whenever we want, we can push her legs apart and eat that sweet p.u.s.s.y. Arent you, girl?

Yes, Sir!

Don pulled her up against his body, her fingers wrapped around his c.o.c.k and her arms still pinned behind her. Carl reached in and started playing with her abused nipples, the ache only intensifying her need.

I guess I am a m.a.s.o.c.h.i.s.t. Good to know.

First, Don said, we train our girl to get wet whenever we want her to be wet. Then well start training you by spanking you while we make you come, until any time you so much as see one of our implements, it gets you wet and h.o.r.n.y. Then, even if were in public, I can smack your a.s.s with my hand and know that youre getting wet.

Don finally stood, changing positions with Carl. Go get a paddle, Don told him once his c.o.c.k was in her mouth, his hands cradling her head the way Carls had.

She whimpered.

Is that a safeword? he asked.

She shook her head, not able to speak with his c.o.c.k down her throat.

Good girl, he cooed, stroking her hair. Good girls love it when they get f.u.c.ked with a nice, red a.s.s.

Carl returned with a paddle.

Light swats, Don told him. Not too hard, just enough to be stingy. Might as well start her training right.

And they were stingy swats, but shed had worse from them. She felt herself blissfully soaring in subs.p.a.ce, her tears coming as she sat there, Dons c.o.c.k hot and hard against her tongue and her unable to do anything but swallow. He wouldnt let her move.

Ooh, our team scored, Don said. Cheer, girl.

She tried to mumble it around his c.o.c.k and ended up humming.

Oh, holy f.u.c.k, thats good, he said. Good girl!

Her world ended with these two men, the paddle swats, the way she tried to hump her hips against the towel and vibrator, the pleasure and pain rolling through her, mixed into one delicious ball like chocolate chip cookie dough.

She wanted it all, and more.

She didnt know how long she knelt there, but finally Don started slowly f.u.c.king her mouth. Okay, baby. Ive built up a big load for you. This means Ill last even longer when were f.u.c.king you. Make sure you swallow every last drop.

She slurped at his c.o.c.k, wanting it, h.e.l.l, needing it. She felt wanton and needy and best of all, needed.

Wanted.

Gorgeous.

His technique was different than Carls, and he pulled all the way out until the head of his c.o.c.k was pressed against the end of her tongue.

Play with it, baby. Flick your tongue against the underside.

She did, loving how he was actually telling her what to do to please him.

He alternated thrusts with her playing with his c.o.c.k, until, finally, he let out a groan and buried his c.o.c.k deep into her mouth.

Swallow, he hoa.r.s.ely ordered.

She did, desperate, wanting to please him, until his grip relaxed and he pressed her head against his thigh.

Carl unclipped her arms and slowly lowered them, then turned off the vibrator.

Such a good girl, Don said, stroking her cheek.

She didnt want to let go of his c.o.c.k. She wanted to hold it in her mouth, keep worshipping it.

But they werent done. They sat next to each other, and she wasnt allowed to let the d.i.l.d.o inside her fall out while she went back and forth between them, sucking and licking and stroking them, getting them hard again and keeping them that way for the last six minutes of the game.

When she had Dons c.o.c.k in her mouth at one point, her fingers wrapped around Carls, Don stroked her hair.

Almost time for us to f.u.c.k our sweet girl, Don said. Who do you want where this first time?

She lifted her mouth from his c.o.c.k, her fingers still stroking him to keep him hard. Thats up to my Sirs, she said. As long as I have both your c.o.c.ks in me, I dont care.

Carl reached over and stroked her hair. Youre a little larger than me, he said to Don. Might be better if you were in her p.u.s.s.y this first time.

Oh, look. The games over. Don grinned down at her. Time for the celebration.

Chapter Eleven.

They helped her up off her knees, got the d.i.l.d.o out of her, and led her to the bathroom. They made her bend over the counter, legs spread, while they removed the b.u.t.t plug and cleaned her up before applying more lube.

Then back to the bedroom.

Now she got why subs.p.a.ce was such a big deal. This was This was heaven.

Don laid down on the bed and rolled a condom onto his c.o.c.k. Im on the pill, she said.

Yes, and no offense, you need your second round of testing back, he said. We know were clean, but we cant be fully fluid bonded until we know for sure Mike didnt f.u.c.k around behind your back and give you something.

Oh. Ill get that done this week.

Don grinned. Yes, you will. And thats an order. The sooner, the better. Believe me, I cant wait to feel that p.u.s.s.y around my c.o.c.k. He grabbed her by the hips and guided her down onto it.

It felt better than the d.i.l.d.o had, that was for d.a.m.n sure. She closed her eyes, moaning as she took him all the way in to the hilt, pleasantly stretching her.

f.u.c.k, youre so tight, baby, Don said.

Shes about to get tighter, Carl said as he rolled a condom onto his shaft and added some extra lube. Then he pushed her down onto Dons chest.

She closed her eyes as she felt the head of his c.o.c.k press against her a.s.s. This was really going to happen!

He slowly pressed forward, withdrawing, repeating it, gaining a little more each time until the head of his c.o.c.k popped through her tight ring of muscle, making her gasp.

There you go, sweetie, Carl said, pausing. It gets easier from here.

She wasnt sure about that. As he slowly started working his c.o.c.k inside her a.s.s, it felt even larger than the b.u.t.t plug had. Once his thighs were pressed against the back of hers, he slowly stroked out, then in again.

Grab the vibrator, he told Don.

Don did, and Carl pulled her up against him, stretching her body out along his.

Now, baby, Don told her. Youre allowed to come as much as you want.

Carl held her as Don worked her c.l.i.t with the vibrator, tripping her over the edge and keeping her there, moaning, trembling as her p.u.s.s.y and a.s.s squeezed their c.o.c.ks inside her body.

The men talked to her, keeping up a nonstop filthy stream of every fantasy they wanted to do to her, and telling her what a good girl she was for letting them do this to her.

If her brain exploded right at that second and killed her, shed consider her life complete.

This was heaven, as far as she was concerned.

Carl couldnt believe this was happening. Yes, hed had pretty wild fantasies while rubbing one out about what hed love to do to Mel.

Nothing like this.

This was even better than his fantasies.

The more they did to her, the more eager she seemed to keep pleasing them. He hoped on the back end of things that she didnt regret today, because he was having the time of his life.

Yes, sharing her with Don would be easy. He wouldnt want to share her with anyone else, but she lived here, with both of them. They could have fun like having her lying across the couch and sucking one of them off while the other spanked her and used a vibrator on her at the same time.

All sorts of kinky fun.

Had he been unsure about his s.a.d.i.s.tic side before?

Oh, h.e.l.l, no.

There were all sorts of dirty things he wanted to do to her. Having Don there to help him do them would make it doubly fun, especially for her.

And that was the important part, that she was having at least as much fun as they were, if not more.

He also suspected he was dangerously sliding toward being in love with her. He knew he shouldnt let that happen yet, not even sure how she felt about them, but he couldnt help it.

She was beautiful, perfect.

She liked riding in his Chevelle, and she enjoyed being his and Dons rope bunny. They had fun going to the movies or working in the yard.

And she was all theirs.

The sad, lonely woman whod first moved in with them wasnt anywhere to be seen. A vibrant woman with a thirst for life had taken her place, and it was d.a.m.ned good to see.

He knew he felt a thousand times better with her in their lives than he had before theyd met her.

Hed do whatever it took to keep her there with them. Share her with Don?

How could he not?

Not when it was all he could do not to explode inside her now the way she was moaning with pleasure, her body contracting around their c.o.c.ks. Nothing had ever sounded so beautiful, so right.

So sweet and gorgeous.

Eventually, Carl started f.u.c.king her. I cant hold it much longer, he said. I need to bust a nut in a big way.

Don switched off the vibrator and set it aside, thrusting up into her as she slumped between them. She braced herself on his chest with her hands, fingers splayed, hair hanging around her face.

Then he realized she was still trying to f.u.c.k them, trying to thrust back against them.

He reached down, grabbed her, and kissed her, hard, as his c.o.c.k jerked, twitching, his b.a.l.l.s tensing and finally exploding and filling the condom.

Under her, Don took a couple of last hard thrusts before falling still, too.

Her trembling turned into silent, rhythmic gulps, and then he realized she was crying.

Worried, he brushed her hair away from her face. Baby, are you okay?

She nodded, pressing her face against Dons chest as the sobs wracked her.

Don exchanged a worried glance with him. He quickly pulled out, raced to clean up and then hurried back, crawling into bed with them.

She was sobbing, gut-wrenching tears that ripped him apart from the inside out. Had they hurt her? Pushed her too far?