Enslaved [Freedom Be Damned 1] (Siren Publishing M?nage Amour) (4 page)

“Oh yes. KC enjoyed anal. But it was a while ago. I haven’t had a boyfriend for months. I’ve been too busy building up my business.” And didn’t that sound pathetic? Well, it was true enough.

“You said your boyfriend enjoyed it. I hope you did, too. Our aim is to make you scream from orgasm after orgasm,” said Trevellyan.

“I’m not a screaming kind of woman. But orgasms—orgasms plural—sounds very good.”

“I’ll take that as a challenge. It’s our duty to make you scream,” said Vaughan. As he spoke, the fingers teasing her ass slipped inside and began stroking her walls. The sensitive flesh there tingled, and she gasped at the erotic feelings surging through her. Well, that answered one question. It was Vaughan touching her.

Trevellyan, who was lying beside her, began running his hands very softly over her skin. A touch that was so light it was barely there yet was just enough to arouse her further with the promises it was only hinting at.

More hands were on her now, touching, stroking, petting. On her shoulders, her neck, her breasts, her inner thighs, behind her knees. Evelyn’s mind was churning, trying to absorb all the sensations. No sooner did she delight in one touch than it was gone, to be replaced with several others elsewhere.

She deliberately relaxed and let her body flow with the sensations, loving the stimulation, no longer trying to guess who would touch her, or where, or how, just reveling in the experience.

Now mouths rested on her skin. Tiny, ultra-soft kisses, lips barely touching her all along her flesh, followed by deeper, stronger kisses in places she couldn’t see, her ankle, behind her knee, her inner thigh.

“Mmmm. So good.”

“I’m glad you like it. Are you ready to change it up a bit?” That was Merrick again.

“Absolutely.”

Quickly, Trevellyan rolled a condom down his cock. The poor man must have been in agony. His cock was huge, standing out from his body, the head almost waving with his need. He laid flat on his back and tapped her arm.

“Sit on me, beautiful lady.”

Oh she was so ready for this. The longing to have that cock buried inside her was intense. Quickly, she scrambled over his body before balancing across his hips. Carefully, she held his cock at her entry and pushed it inside her, an inch at a time. Oh hell it felt good. So very, very good. It stretched her wide, filling every inch of her channel, touching her walls, sinking deep and then deeper inside her. “Damn, you feel good,” she whispered.

“It’s about to feel even better,” said Vaughan, pressing a hand on the base of her spine.

Obediently, she laid flat on top of Trevellyan, holding his cock inside her pussy, loving the fullness of it and wondering if Vaughan would even fit in her ass. The view she’d had of his cock, when he’d been teasing her on the deck, had demonstrated that he was just as well endowed as Trevellyan—and Merrick, too, for that matter—and she was pretty sure she was as full as she could be already.

Vaughan pushed at her rear entry, his cockhead pressing at her opening. Then he popped through the tight ring of muscles and slid inside. If she’d thought she was full before, she was really full now. It felt tight, stretched, but in a sexy, arousing way, not painfully. Vaughan waited for her body to adjust to him, then thrust in deeper. Once again, her tissues seemed to expand to cater for his girth. Soon he was balls-deep inside her, just the same as Trevellyan.

She turned her head to see Merrick, taking care to flick her hair over the bodies of both Trevellyan and Vaughan in a teasing, arousing touch. He was lying beside her now, where Trevellyan had originally been, his hand resting on his cock. Once again, she realized how patient these men were. He was every bit as large as the other two yet had waited until she was ready for him, instead of demanding his turn. While she gazed at him, he sat up, wiggled very close to her, and placed his cock at her mouth.

“I’ll hold it still, so you can decide how much you want to take,” he said. His voice was hoarse with need, but again, there was no attempt to make her hurry. She swallowed, then nodded and opened her mouth.

She’d already had a taste of Vaughan’s pre-cum, but Merrick tasted quite different. Where Vaughan was tart, Merrick was spicy. She flicked her tongue around the head of his cock then dived into the slit, licking up another drop of his essence. Yum.

While she was savoring him, Trevelyan and Vaughan began a push-pull motion inside her. Trevellyan withdrew almost completely out of her cunt, while Vaughan stayed still. Then, as Trevellyan pushed into her, Vaughan gradually pulled out until their positions were reversed. Next, they swapped roles, gradually speeding up, and pumping harder. She was held very tightly between their bodies, almost unable to move, so she concentrated on sucking Merrick and enjoying the dominating feeling of two men fucking her in tandem.

Evelyn ran her tongue under the ridge of Merrick’s cock, loving the little hiss he gave as she did it. She scraped her teeth up and down his shaft, and more gently across his cockhead, being rewarded with more pre-cum. He tasted delicious. He was also very controlled, keeping his shaft steady for her, never trying to force her to take all of him, which she wouldn’t have been able to do in this position, even if he wasn’t such a big man.

Her body was rocking now with the steady thrusts of Trevellyan and Vaughan, in and out, still in the tandem motion, but much faster now. Damn, they were good, touching her walls, filling her to the brim, exciting all her nerve endings.

She managed to force one hand free from the tangle of their bodies, pressed so tightly together, and slid it up and down Trevellyan’s side, then over Vaughan’s back, and finally across Merrick’s thighs. She wanted a more active role in this ménage, but their bodies were glued together now with sweat as well as passion, and there was not much leeway for her to wiggle. Wiggle. Oh that was a thought! She waited until both men were halfway inside her, then sucked hard on Merrick’s cock and rotated her hips as fast as she could.

All three men groaned, so she knew her tactic had been appreciated. She decided to wait a while before trying it again though, so played her tongue up and down Merrick’s shaft, pressing it into the throbbing vein, before sucking him deep into her mouth again.

Next, she took her lips off him completely and licked his balls. Obligingly, Merrick tilted them up for her, and she sucked first one then the other into her mouth.

All the time, Trevellyan and Vaughan were pumping faster and harder. It was getting really difficult for her to think. Her nerve endings were on fire. Her entire body was on fire. A huge orgasm was building in her belly, coiling deep and hard inside her. When she came, it was going to be a mighty explosion, although she’d promised herself she really would not scream. As she’d told them, she wasn’t a screaming kind of person.

Once again, she drew Merrick’s cock deep into her mouth, hollowing her cheeks and sucking firmly, wanting to give him as much pleasure as possible without hurting him. At the same time, she swiveled her hips, first to the right, then to the left. Trevellyan’s cock slammed over her G-spot, enflaming the fire already burning deep inside her. Like an explosion, it burst through her, her cunt gripping Trevellyan’s cock, her ass tightening around Vaughan’s and her mouth doing the same to Merrick’s.

Vaughan and Trevellyan took this as a cue and jackhammered into her again and again simultaneously, both out, then both in together. Two, three strokes, then heat burst in both her pussy and her ass, and she knew they’d both come.

With her last working brain cell, her body shaking and trembling from the force of her own orgasm, Evelyn sucked Merrick again, teasing his ridge with her tongue then scraping her teeth gently over his head. He groaned, and a burst of cum filled her mouth. Hastily, she swallowed then let him slide out a little way, before swallowing again, and again. Meanwhile, Trevellyan and Vaughan pumped more gently into her as her orgasm rolled on and on through her. Her toes had curled back against her soles, and she had to force her hands to unclench. Her body still shook from head to feet, and she acknowledged it was indeed the best orgasm ever.

But she hadn’t screamed. Having a mouthful of cock helped, of course.

Eight hours on and eight hours off wasn’t a really difficult shift. Aurelia had gotten used to it quite quickly, sleeping when off duty and not having trouble staying awake when on shift. A few of the girls had really struggled to learn to sleep when it was daytime, but she’d adjusted well. However, between meals, laundry, exercising, and sleeping, there wasn’t a lot of time for socializing.

Aurelia had always gone to bed straight after each shift, and when she woke was when she did other chores. She found she tended to sleep until the buzzer for one session then only for a few hours on the next time off, so that was when she did other tasks and relaxed.

Of course, with two only teams, it was impossible to get to know the other team, as they were always working when Aurelia’s group was resting. But she did pigeonhole them in her mind. She knew the name of the woman she replaced each shift, Sarah, had even exchanged a sentence or two with her occasionally when the phone didn’t ring straight away. Others she defined in her mind as, “the blonde with glasses,” “the very thin, dark-haired woman,” and so on.

Just recently, she’d noticed that there often seemed to be someone missing from the other team at shift-change. With their team, when someone needed a bathroom break, it was Damien who answered their phone. She’d just assumed the other team had a person doing a similar role for them. But the last few days, each time their shift had changed, Damien had already been taking calls, replacing one of the women. No one took a bathroom break in the few minutes before shift change. Everyone could wait that long, so having Damien there was strange.

At their next meal break, she said to Mrs. Treeby, “Have people been getting ill?”

“What do you mean, dear?”

“Three or four days ago Damien was working in the place of the redheaded woman, then a couple of days later, he was sitting where the Asian girl usually sits, and today he was replacing Sarah. Is the flu going around or something?”

“Nothing as drastic as flu, dear. Just colds and sore throats that make talking for eight hours too hard. Everyone seems to be better inside twenty-four hours, so it’s nothing to worry about, dear.”

“Please tell Sarah I hope she feels better soon.”

Mrs. Treeby nodded, and Aurelia felt herself to have been dismissed.
Poor Sarah. And
poor Damien. He’ll be exhausted if he’s helping out for shifts with sick people as well as doing his usual job. Surely there’s someone else who could work instead of him?
She thought for a long time then remembered seeing another man talking to Mrs. Treeby. Maybe he and Damien were sharing the extra work. He was likely Damien’s counterpart with the other shift. But still, a third person was really needed if the workers kept getting ill.

I hope our team doesn’t catch it, too.

* * * *

“What did the ‘I’m-not-a-hacker’ say?” asked Merrick. He’d been stuck in a business meeting at work and unable to go with Trevellyan and Vaughan to the IT professional’s report-back meeting.

“He looked at Trevellyan with huge, innocent blue eyes, told us we’d be amazed at what information was freely available on the Internet, said anything published online was considered to be in the public domain, then handed over Aurelia’s bank statements and his bill,” said Vaughan.

“As far as I’m concerned, it was money well spent. There’s no way I could have gotten that information, and it shows clearly that her bank account is being slowly and steadily drained. Money is being taken out, but nothing is being paid into it,” said Trevellyan.

“Nothing?”

“Not a cent.”

“Well, what’s coming out of it? Isn’t everything supposed to be provided there at the call center?” asked Merrick.

“That’s the sixty-four thousand dollar question. Aurelia’s belongings are all in storage. That storage fee should be the only bill she needs to pay, yet there are several other fees coming out of her balance every month.”

“So now what do we do?” asked Vaughan.

“I’ve asked Mr. Innocent, whose name is Thomas but who likes to be called Mas, to track down who’s draining her account. But I really think we’re going to have to break her out of there. At least long enough to explain to her she’s not yet been paid.”

“Not being paid in six months would kind of indicate they aren’t going to pay her at all. I mean, why pay in bulk at the end of the contract. Why not pay as they promised, monthly?”

“Unless the company has liquidity problems?” suggested Vaughan.

“In which case, it’d be good to get her out of there, anyway. Hell, we can pay her rent while she does a course or something to help her get a decent job,” said Trevellyan.

“Yeah, I’m on board with that. But first, how are we going to break her out? What if she doesn’t believe us, doesn’t want to come?” Merrick felt a pain beginning in his chest. Aurelia was Trevellyan’s cousin, not his, but he could feel his partner’s anguish, and it pierced him, too. And what about their brand-new relationship with Evelyn? He wanted her so much, and he knew the others did, too. One day of her company, one night with her in their bed, had just whetted his appetite for a whole lot more. He wanted all of her. But how could that be if this thing with Aurelia was about to explode in their faces?

Dammit! The timing here sucked! Except…If Aurelia hadn’t been a worry, they’d never have met Evelyn. Oh hell. They needed to think this whole thing through. Could Evelyn help them break Aurelia out? Could they demand she be freed legally due to arrears of salary?

“We need an attorney,” Merrick said abruptly.

“Say what?”

“We need to know if Aurelia’s contract is automatically invalid because she hasn’t been paid.”

“Ya know, I don’t think bad guys work like that. I vote we break her out, get her away, then worry about any legalities,” said Vaughan.

“Makes sense to me. I’d hate for anything to happen to her,” said Trevellyan.

“Time for a business meeting with Evelyn again. I wonder if she has any other useful friends like Mr. Innocent, Mas, whatever his name is.” Merrick sighed. He rather thought the shit was about to hit the fan. He wanted to fuck Evelyn, not talk to her. But if something bad was about to happen to Aurelia…And the other women there with her. Dammit, what if none of them were being paid? Someone would be making a hell of a lot of money from them in that case.

* * * *

Evelyn was tired. She’d had a very busy day with a lot of deliveries, including some which were extremely tightly scheduled, and she really would’ve been quite happy to take a shower and go straight to bed. But she couldn’t ignore the situation with Aurelia, and likely all the other call center workers. Besides, every time she saw these men, her brain stopped functioning and her hormones started screaming, “Let’s have sex.”

She gazed solemnly at first Trevellyan, then Merrick, then Vaughan. “One of the advantages of being a courier is that you get to know most of the medium-size businesses in town. Sooner or later, they need parcels delivered. The big folks have their own delivery service, and the little guys run the parcels to the post office themselves, but the medium ones, they use me.”

“And?” asked Trevellyan.

“I know a retired Marine who has found some missing persons, including a child who was snatched by the non-custodial parent.”

“That’s not exactly what we were thinking of, although he would have the right kind of skills. But retired. How old is he? Not a Vietnam veteran or something?” said Vaughan thoughtfully.

“Your age, and the kind of skills he has are what I meant,” said Evelyn.

“All right. Have you got his business card?” asked Trevellyan.

Evelyn riffled through her drawer and pulled it out. It was a plain white card with just a name and phone number on it.

“He doesn’t advertise?” said Merrick, looking over Trevellyan’s shoulder.

“He doesn’t need to,” replied Evelyn.

“Fair enough.”

She stood to indicate it was time for them to go. On the one hand, she’d love to jump into bed with them again—or even better, to soak her aching muscles in their hot tub, then jump into bed—but on the other, she was bone tired and really needed a long night’s sleep.

“Would you come home with us again?” asked Vaughan.

“I’m tired,” she said simply.

“We don’t have to do anything, if you don’t want to. We can just cuddle. Some men do know how to cuddle,” said Merrick.

Oh, God, that sounded good. Cuddling would be awesome. She was so tired, yet already her body was sitting up and begging for them to touch her. She really ought to be strong but—“Okay then. Just to cuddle. I truly am tired.”

“We won’t keep you awake. We could even put some soft music on to send you to sleep,” said Vaughan.

“Better yet, Merrick could start talking about the project he’s so busy on at work. That will have you snoring in ten seconds, guaranteed,” teased Trevellyan.

They all laughed, and she followed them home on her motorcycle, wishing she’d thought to pack a change of underwear. Oh well, no one would notice if they really did go straight to sleep.

* * * *

Merrick watched Evelyn sleep. She seemed so little, curled on her side, her long, dark hair tangled on the pillow, her skin so pale against his.

He’d considered trying to arouse her into sex, but she really had been tired, with dark shadows under her eyes, and her movements not as smooth and graceful as usual. That, and the fact she’d been asleep just seconds after she’d lain down, convinced him of her exhaustion. Besides, by tomorrow morning she’d be recovered, and morning sex was always good, even though it was more rushed than nighttime sex.

He leaned on an elbow watching her sleep. Damn she was lovely. He wanted her so much his heart ached, and he knew the others felt exactly the same. Even Trevellyan’s worry about Aurelia couldn’t disguise how much he wanted Evelyn, and Vaughan made no secret of it. She was their woman, the perfect woman for the three of them. All they had to do was convince her of it.

Shouldn’t be too hard, right?

* * * *

Evelyn began to stir, feeling herself encompassed in warmth and love. That didn’t make sense. She was in bed, and she usually kicked the coverings off at some stage in the night, so was more used to waking chilled, and scrabbling to find her blanket and pull it up over herself. But today she was cozily warm, and—cherished?

She wiggled backward and came up against a long, hard, male body.

What?

Oh yes, she’d agreed to spend the night with Trevellyan, Vaughan, and Merrick, but just to sleep, not for anything more. But then again, the night was over, this was the morning, and all bets were off. She opened her eyes and looked around.

Vaughan was sleeping beside her, not touching, but still close enough that she could feel the heat from his body. He’d obviously taken her wish not to be touched seriously and maintained those few inches of space all night long. Pressed hard against Vaughan’s back was Merrick, one arm slung over Vaughan’s waist.

Evelyn sat up farther and looked behind her. Trevellyan had kept a few inches of clearance from her body, too, but her wiggling now had her ass resting against his torso. His hands were tucked under his chin, and his mouth was slightly open. He looked like a cute, little boy, but there was nothing boyish about the huge morning wood that was growing between his legs.

Hmm, maybe she should suck someone off. That should wake them all up. But which one to choose? Trevellyan was the only one she hadn’t tasted yet, so it must be his turn. Besides, his cock was the readiest for action.

Evelyn leaned over his body, until her lips were lined up with his cock, and then, without any warning, she grabbed the shaft and sucked him deep into her mouth.

“Ahhh. So good,” he mumbled, thrusting his hips up toward her.

Indeed it was good. He tasted of musk and man, and was totally delicious. She dug the tip of her tongue into the eye of his cock to catch another drop of pre-cum, before nibbling down his shaft and pressing her hands into the throbbing vein.

“Hey, who started the party without waking me?” grumbled Vaughan, sitting up and staring at Evelyn and Trevellyan.

“I wasn’t awake when it started either. But I’m awake now. Bring your dick over here,” said Trevellyan, grinning at Vaughan.

Oh wow! She was not only going to have a yummy cock to suck herself, but also another one to watch being sucked. Awesome! But what about Merrick?

She swiveled her gaze sideways and saw Merrick rolling a condom down his cock. Well, that looked hopeful. He moved in behind her, held her hips, and said, “If you raise yourself up a little, I’ll be able to enter you from behind, and then the party can really get rocking.”

“Perfect,” she said, doing as he asked. Trevellyan and Vaughan shuffled along with her so they all stayed connected. It was pretty amazing, the way they all seemed to understand what each other needed for the positions to work. She’d been thinking of their physical connection, but far more important was their emotional connection. Just as they’d all respected her wishes when she said she wanted to sleep, so, too, they all seemed to know and respect each other’s boundaries, and aimed to pleasure each other. That showed theirs was a special relationship indeed.

But there was no more time for thinking. It was time for action. Merrick held her hips firmly and pushed into her pussy from behind her, thrusting forward until his balls were snugged up against her upper thighs and his cock was deep inside her.

Meanwhile, her mouth was full of Trevellyan, and she was determined to give him one hell of an orgasm.

Whenever she had a moment, her gaze flicked to Trevellyan sucking Vaughan. Maybe she could pick up some tips on what turned these men on. Herself, she loved the sense of power of having a man’s most precious piece of his anatomy totally under her control. With her lips, her tongue, her teeth, she could bring the biggest, toughest man, to screaming pleasure, or to his knees, begging her to make him come.

Merrick was ramming his cock deep inside her now, slowly but steadily building up the pace as he drove into her deeper than anyone had ever been. He seemed to know, instinctively, exactly how to hit her most sensitive flesh with deadly accuracy. Maybe his aim was to bring her to her knees, too!

Trevellyan’s hips were pumping up into her mouth, one hand balancing himself, the other controlling Vaughan’s cock as Trevellyan sucked the other man.
Now that’s hot! Sucking one man while watching him suck another man.
Never in her wildest dreams would she have thought of doing such a thing, but it was the most erotic thing she’d ever seen in her life.

Then two fingers landed on her clit, pinching the hot, erect, little button. Evelyn’s mouth opened automatically as she gasped when a wave of erotic heat raced through her body. Hastily, she closed her lips around Trevellyan again then scraped her teeth over his sensitive cockhead. She loved the contrast between the soft, spongy head and the rock-hard shaft. Deliberately, she flicked her tongue under the ridge where the head joined the shaft, then scraped her teeth gently down the stalk, before sucking one of his balls into her mouth.

Just then Merrick pinched her clit again, and she lost control, the orgasm roaring through her body like a wildfire, leaving her desperate and shaking wildly in its wake. She was scarcely aware she’d filled her mouth with Trevellyan’s cock again, until a burst of cum hit the back of her throat. She opened eyes she hadn’t realized were closed and saw Vaughan pumping madly into Trevellyan’s mouth then felt the heat in her pussy that demonstrated Merrick had found release, too.

Thankfully, she swallowed another mouthful of Trevellyan’s seed and unlocked her tight control over her arms and legs, letting her body sink down onto the bed and the mattress. A few minutes later, they were a sweaty, messy, pile of tangled bodies, all holding each other and panting.

“Now that’s how I’d like to wake up every day,” said Vaughan happily.

“Yeah, but who gets first shower? Some of us have a busy day ahead,” asked Evelyn.

“Madame may always have the first shower, even if the rest of us have to hose ourselves down outside in the yard,” said Vaughan in a suitably mournful tone.

“Uh-huh. In winter in the snow, no doubt,” she replied.

“Of course.”

“Fine by me.” She jumped off the bed and raced into the bathroom, shutting the door firmly as Trevellyan’s laughter rang through the room.