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But when Adam turned up the speed on the vibrator one more time and began sliding it in and out of her pussy, mimicking what he planned to do with his cock, when he gave her clit a final pinch and Mike squeezed both nipples hard between thumb and forefinger she shook with the effort to hold on.

“Now,” Mike commanded. “Let go now, Shannon. Let it happen.”

The last threads of her control snapped and the orgasm took her body like a monster storm, every muscle clenched, womb throbbing, cunt muscles clutching. She was in the eye of the tempest, hurled this way and that, straining against her bonds as spasms rippled through her.

Then without warning, Adam removed the dildo and he and Mike placed their large hands on her thighs, pulling them even farther apart, exposing her convulsing vagina as she screamed behind the gag. It didn’t help that one of them—she couldn’t even tell which anymore—traced a fingertip around the mouth of her vagina, forcing the flutters into an endless cycle without anything to grip for satisfaction.

At last Adam crawled forward again, shoved his stiffened tongue inside her and fucked her with it until the last of the aftershocks died away. Mike was placing soft kisses on her nipples and brushing the damp strands of hair away from her face. After 42

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placing a quick kiss on her lips, he unfastened the ball gag and he and Adam removed the ankle and wrist restraints.

“You okay, sugar?” Mike asked.

Shannon nodded.

“Uh-oh,” Adam said. “She forgot the words. Another spanking to add to the list.”

Shannon’s brain kicked in. “Yes, Master. Er, Masters. I am fine.”

“And?” Mike prodded.

“And thank you.”

She collapsed back on the pillows, as limp as a dishrag. The men kneeled on either side of her, massaging her sore muscles, engorged cocks bobbing against her thighs.

And how strange it was that despite a climax that shook her to the rafters she was still unfulfilled. Unsatisfied

“I think a shower is in order,” Adam suggested, propping Shannon up and handing her a fresh glass of wine. He looked up at Mike? “What do you say?”

“I say Shannon needs to learn that we always shower with our subs. We take pains to prepare them for the evening.”

Shannon slid her gaze from one to the other. “P-prepare, Masters?”

“We—I didn’t want to throw too much at you at once but here’s where you can thank us for a nice evening and go home if you want to.” He lifted her in his arms, ignoring Adam, fixing his dark eyes on her. “I want this with you, Shannon. I broke off with you because I was afraid it would frighten you, but now I see how natural our relationship could be. I have very strong feelings for you.”

She ran her tongue over her lower lip, studying his face. Then she dipped her head.

She knew the lingo. She’d surfed the web enough. “I am honored to be your sub.”

She could have sworn he breathed a sigh of relief, but that wouldn’t be in keeping with either his personality or his dominance. Still, it gave her a warm feeling, but nothing like the heat that the sexual activity gave her.

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“You will bathe us,” he told her, carrying her to a bathroom that was surprisingly large for a cabin, “and then we will do the same for you.”

Adam was already waiting in the wide shower stall, the streams of water beating over his skin, a bottle of shower gel in one of his big hands. Mike removed the butt plug, running his fingertips lovingly over the now more relaxed hole and Adam handed her the gel.

“Come, sweetheart. We’ll show you how to do this.”

They had her bathe them from the waist up, first one then the other. She loved the sensual play of muscles under the skin as she rubbed lather into their backs, along their arms then into their chests. Daringly she put one sudsy hand on Mike’s chest and the other on Adam’s and let her slippery fingers dance lightly over their nipples. She looked up and saw dark slashes of red across their cheeks, signs of the heat rising in their bodies as she scraped her fingernails across the firm buds and pinched and tugged at them.

Mike finally grabbed her wrists and forced her down. “On your knees. You have more work to do.”

Shannon dropped gracefully to her knees. Without even being told she knew what to do. Carefully she washed each pulsing cock, probing each slit with the tip of a finger until the men groaned with pleasure. She made sure every inch of each cock was thoroughly soaped and rinsed before dropping her hands to the sacs that held their testicles. Manipulating them with her fingers, she soaped the pleated skin then with a daring stroke, slid one finger along the perineum of each man to the tightly puckered anuses.

Adam shuddered and Mike once again grabbed her wrists. “You do not do that until we order you to, is that understood?”

“I-I’m sorry. I thought you would enjoy it.”

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“Too much,” Adam told her. “Something else to save for later. For now let me feel my cock in your mouth, your tongue on the head, your fingers tracing the length. But only for a moment.”

And a moment was exactly what he meant. When she began to suck enthusiastically, he griped her head as Mike had and backed away.

“Wait until you are instructed,” he cautioned her. Then he turned her around, forced her down to her hands and knees and delivered two wet, stinging slaps to her backside.

She forced herself not to cry out when the wetness made the sting sharper, but in only seconds she felt the familiar heat streak to her cunt and her hardened nipples became inescapable evidence of her arousal. Who would ever have believed that mild, conservative Shannon Gregory would enjoy being punished. Lifting her head, she saw Mike watching her with that dark, sinful gaze.

“Take your punishment,” he reminded her. “I’m afraid you might come to enjoy it so much that pretty soon you’ll misbehave just to force the spankings. Enough, Adam.

We’ll finish it with the flogger after we finish showering.” He lifted her to her feet. “Our turn now, sugar. We always take proper care to make sure our subs are well prepared for the evening’s activities. We just got a little out of order here.”

By the time they were finished with her she understood what they meant by “well prepared”. They had soaped and lathered every inch if her body, rinsing thoroughly then lathering again. They’d even paid careful attention to her toes and fingers. The anal douche embarrassed her until Mike balanced her on his lap, turned her head and kissed her until her head swam while Adam completed the process.

And finally they rubbed her nipples, her clit and her labia with a special oil, one that set every nerve on fire as soon as it was applied.

“It feels…hot,” she said, lightly touching her nipples.

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“It’s to help keep you aroused,” Mike explained. “Touch your pussy, Go ahead. See how great it feels.” He dropped his voice. “Do it like you did for me over the computer.”

She felt herself blush but seated herself on the edge of the bed and pulled up her legs the way Mike—Cock Robin—had instructed her to do many times when he’d been just an anonymous name. Opening her labia with one hand, she stroked her inner lips with the fingers of the other, knowing they could see the cream seeping from her again.

When her fingers moved to her clit, she began rubbing faster until Adam barked,

“Stop.”

She looked up, puzzled.

“It is not for you to pleasure yourself unless we order it. I said merely to touch.

Mike, where’s that flogger?”

Mike reached to a table on the other side of the couch and handed him what looked to Shannon like a woven handle with strips of purple suede attached. A mixture of dread and anticipation burbled in her stomach.

“Remember your safe word,” Mike told her. “And remember what Cock Robin told you. There is nothing here to fear. Now get up on the bed on your hands and knees.”

It took a moment or two to arrange her because Mike slipped beneath her, placing her thighs on either side of him and slid her up his body until her pussy was poised over his mouth. Opening her labia to give him greater access to her inner flesh, he began to lick every inch of her cunt, his tongue like a feather sweeping here and there, his teeth touching her clit now and then.

At once Adam began applying the flogger, first draggling the soft strips across her ass then snapping it against the skin. Every time the flogger landed it drove her harder against Mike’s mouth. She’d back away a little, feeling another orgasm building, and Adam would smack the leather strips on her rapidly heating flesh, driving her forward again. They established a rhythm with Shannon the balance pole, Mike’s mouth moving in time with Adam’s strikes.

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Shannon lost all sense of everything. All she could concentrate on was her body that was about to go up in flames. When she tried to wiggle herself faster against Mike’s marauding tongue, he held her firmly by the hips. When she tried to raise her ass into the flogger, Adam held back.

“We set the pace, sweetheart,” he reminded her. “Just go with it. We want to help you reach the greatest level of pleasure.”

He was certainly doing that, Shannon thought with the last little piece of her brain.

And then she was falling into a whirlpool, Mike’s educated mouth dragging her climax out of her, Adam’s flogger driving each spasm higher and higher, pushing her to a greater plane each time until she couldn’t breathe, couldn‘t think, couldn’t do anything except shake and shiver and convulse, riding Mike’s tongue, reveling in the sting of the leather on her flesh.

When the last aftershock subsided, she collapsed forward, Mike pulling her up so she lay on his chest, her head on his shoulder.

“I think the baby needs a nap,” he told Adam.

The other man chuckled. “No doubt. Especially if she’s to be ready for the main event.”

Before she could wonder what he meant, Shannon closed her eyes and drifted off.

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Shannon awoke to warm, muscular arms holding her and her face pressed against a chest dusted with dark, curly hair. Fingers traced the length of her spine and into the cleft of her buttocks. Her rectum felt full again, but when she reached back to see why, Mike grabbed her wrist and stopped her.

“Easy,” he ordered. “Just relax.”

Mentally shaking herself to wakefulness from the warm cocoon of sleep into which she’d fallen, she next realized two more things. Very important things. She was wearing the leather cuffs on her wrists again, although they weren’t fastened to anything else.

And Mike’s cock, sheathed in latex, was filling every inch of her cunt. When she moved her legs, which were spayed across Mike’s, she found a hard-bodied male holding them apart.

“Adam put the plug back in while you were sleeping. We want you to be fully prepared so we don’t hurt you.” He kissed her forehead. “It is a Dom’s responsibility to take care of his sub. It’s about a lot more than commands and who gives orders, sugar.

It’s about trust and caring and respect. Otherwise it’s just sex with no meaning, no matter how you play it and that’s not what I want for you, for us.”

“So you want—”

“Something special with you. We’ll talk about it later, okay?”

“Okay.” And just like that the hidden tension she’d been trying to ignore disappeared.

She relaxed as Adam’s fingers continued their exploration, finding and teasing the area around the plug, then drifting lower to her pussy, which she suddenly realized was instantly wet.

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“I don’t think I’ve ever met a woman so instantly ready as this sweet thing,” Adam commented. “I can’t believe you walked out on her for
any
reason.”

Mike started to say something but Shannon interrupted him. “It wasn’t all his fault.

Let’s just leave it at that.”

Mike moved his hips, his cock pushing up into her. “Adam’s going to lace the cuffs behind your back, sugar. Don’t worry, I’ll support you. But it’s important you be completely under our control. Say it, Shannon.”

She blew out a breath. “Yes, Master. It is important I be completely under your control.”

“Good girl.”

And then, for the first time since she’d walked into this the sexually charged environment, while Adam tied the laces of the cuffs behind her, Mike grabbed her head, pulled it down and kissed her as if his life depended on it. His tongue pushed into her mouth, sweeping the inner walls of her cheeks, the roof of her mouth, the edges of her teeth and gums. He twisted his tongue around hers and tugged on it. He withdrew and ran the tip of his tongue around the edges of her lips, placed a hot, open-mouthed kiss at the hollow of her throat where her pulse beat so erratically. Then he was eating at her lips again, nibbling them before thrusting his tongue deep inside her mouth again.

She couldn’t breathe but she didn’t care. She knew what he was doing. Branding her. The collar would come next, she was sure. But without it, he wanted Adam to know that while they shared, Shannon Gregory only had one Master. And it was him.

At last he released her and pulled her head so he could look into her eyes. Straight into her soul. Whatever he saw made a tiny smile tip the corners of his mouth.

“Are you ready for this, sugar?”

“I am ready for anything with you, Master.”

She heard the rip of foil and a tiny snap as Adam sheathed himself. Then the pop as the plug was pulled from her, replaced by two long fingers lubricating her rectum.

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“Take a deep breath, Shannon. Breathe with me, okay?”

She nodded and drew in a breath.

Adam’s cock prodded at the entrance to her dark tunnel, wide and thick.

“Breathe,” Mike reminded her.

In and out. In and out. She was floating on his stomach, his cock twitching inside her with every breath. And with each exhalation Adam’s penis moved deeper into her hole, pushing, pressing until at last it was in. Shannon thought the plug and the vibrator had stretched her, but that was nothing compared to the big, thick cocks stuffed inside her, rubbing against each other through the thin membrane.