Chapter Five

Chapter

Five

How the hell had Tyler gotten away from her last

night, Becca wondered the next morning. And it wasn’t the first time she asked

herself that question.

He’d carried her into the cabin, deposited her in

the shower, and told her he’d see her at dinner. Then after dinner, he kissed

her and told her he’d see her this morning in the lecture.

Frustrated, she’d slept fitfully, wanting Tyler

there beside her, in her, fucking her brains out. Then there was the note she

found under her door this morning. Please dress in comfortable loose clothing

for the toy lecture. Underwear is optional.

Optional? Was this someone’s idea of joke? Her

nipples stayed hard no matter what she tried, but she wasn’t crazy enough to

advertise it.

She surveyed the clothes she brought with her,

settling for a pair of yoga pants and a T-shirt, complete with underwear. A

quick look at the clock told her she had just enough time to grab coffee and

food before the lecture. She was going to need it.

Becca walked into the lecture hoping to find

Tyler there. No such luck. Charlie and Sally were there, along with Peter and

Maggie.

Becca sat down on the mat with the other couples,

wondering where the hell Tyler was.

“Good morning, all.”

Becca’s body went on alert even before she turned

her head to see Tyler sauntering into the room. He was carrying a large box. “Today,

we’re going to talk about toys for both men and women. Give me a few minutes to

set things up and we’ll get started.” He started to remove items from the box.

Her teeth sank into her lower lip. Tyler was the

instructor? Damn, she hadn’t seen that one coming. This would be one

interesting lecture.

“Oh, and the cabinets in the bedrooms have been

unlocked.”

****

Tyler didn’t bother to knock on Becca’s cabin

door—knowing it was unlocked—and he walked straight in.

She wasn’t sitting in the living room waiting for

him as he expected. He’d known she’d been surprised today when she found out he

was the instructor. But more surprises waited on her during the class. The

other two couples weren’t as shy as Becca. They’d played and tried out several

of the toys while in class.

Striding to the bedroom, he spied her sitting on

the edge of the bed staring at the now-open cabinet.

“There’s a heck of a lot more in here than what

we talked about today,” she said without taking her eyes from the variety of

items.

“Yes.” He crossed the room, standing next to the

bed. “Remember, I said there would be items for bondage and submission, along

with anal penetration.”

Her hand fluttered to her throat. “Will…” She

cleared her throat. “Will we use them?”

“If you want. Your choice, your pleasure.” He

slipped his arm around her shoulders when he sat next to her. “We still have

more lectures to attend and time to play. What would you like to try first?”

When she didn’t speak, Tyler wondered if he was

pushing too hard.

“I’m going to grab some water and a sandwich.

Take out what you want to play with and I’ll be right back.” He dropped a light

kiss on her lips before ambling from the room.

Becca watched Tyler leave the room grateful for a

few minutes to find her composure. Her hands shook as she removed the toys from

the cabinet. There were several she wanted to know what they were before they

tried them. Others, such as the butt plug, she remembered from class. She set

them on the nightstand. During class, the other couples were much less

inhibited, and they’d tried out several of the toys, even with an audience. And

that had excited her, more than she wanted it to.

Tyler strode back into the bedroom with two

bottles of water, his grin turning devilish when he observed the items she’d

laid out.

“I’d like you to explain some of these to me.”

“Sure.” He set down the water, and picked up the

odd shaped dildo that had a squeeze ball on one end, a set of small beads on a

string and an odd looking skinny thing. “These three we’ll talk about after the

anal lecture.” He put them back and Becca let out a breath. No wonder she hadn’t

known what they were.

But Tyler took three different sized vibrators, a

bullet-shaped object and some sort of jewelry out of the cabinet, and her heart

began to pound. A shiver slid up her spine. Was that excitement or

apprehension?

Excitement. Her stomach clenched and moisture

gathered between her thighs.

“Pick out the first item you want me to explain.

But.” The ‘but’ had her hesitating, she stared at him. “Be prepared. If I

decided it’s something for us to use, we will use it.”

“You decide?” This was a switch from yesterday.

“Yes. I’m your partner, and I know what will give

you pleasure.”

Pulling her lip between her teeth, she stilled.

Then she picked up what looked like a weird vibrator. It was curved near the

top where a small ball shape sat. At the end of the ball tiny nubs protruded.

Her body throbbed when she picked it up.

“The Vibrating Prostate Stimulator.” His hand

covered hers while his other hand ran over the toy. “This is for a man.”

“I wondered how a woman could enjoy it.”

“You can use this to stimulate my prostate either

manually or with the vibrator, or—” the pads of his fingers ran over the tip “—the

nubs can be used to press against the perineum, making me come harder than

ever.”

“You’d let me use this on you?” Another

unexpected turn.

“If you wanted to, but not today.” He slipped the

toy from her gasp, put it back then turned to her. “Next?”

Snagging the next items, she held them up. “I

know these are handcuffs, but why are they attached to suction cups?”

“These are made so I can cuff you to any smooth

surface.” He slipped his arm around her waist and pulled her close. “I can use

them in the shower, on a window, a wall, on the hood of my truck.”

“The hood of your truck?” Why did the image of

her spread out nude on the hood of his vehicle make her pussy weep?

“Oh, yeah.” He maneuvered her until his cock

pressed against her core. “Think about it—you’re naked, hands cuffed above your

head, your breasts are full and your nipples are pointing toward the sky. Your

legs are dangling over the edge, so I easily slip between them. You’re

completely helpless to anything I want to do, but I start off slowly, lifting

your legs to my shoulders, and licking your pussy.”

Her pussy clenched at the picture he was

painting.

“Once you’ve come from my tongue and lips, I’ll

straighten and bury my hard dick in you on the first thrust. You’ll cry out

from the shock and pleasure. Then I’ll caress your body, taking you to heights

you’ve never known as I fuck you, long and hard.”

Her knees gave way. If he hadn’t been holding her

she would have crumpled at his feet. Her breathing erratic.

“You’re excited.”

“Oh, yes.” She wasn’t about to deny it.

“Good.” He drew the cuffs from her fingers. “Next.”

Forcing her knees to lock, she reached down for

the next toy she wanted him to explain as he put the cuffs away. If she wasn’t

careful she was going to come without him touching her core. She held out the

piece of material to him, by the fabric handles.

“Ah, the Doggie Harness.”

“A what?” She dropped it into his outstretched

hand. “If you use that on a dog, why is it here?”

Masculine laughter filled the room and she glared

at him. “No, sweetheart, not for a dog.” He maneuvered his body behind hers. “Bend

over and place your palms on the mattress.”

Without thinking she did as he directed. The next

thing she knew, the harness was around her waist. “Tyler?”

“Remember when I used to take you from behind?

Doggie position.”

“Yes, but…” He pulled her back by the harness,

her ass meeting his hard erection. Her breath rushed out of her at the contact.

Excitement built in her veins.

“This will allow me to ride you hard and long in

doggie position, giving me full control and a greater range of motion than we

ever had.”

“Clever.” She ground her ass against him.

“Behave.” There was laughter in his voice and

then she was released from the harness.

When she turned, he pointed to a black piece of

what looked like a very oversized cushion. “This is made so I can put you in

any position on the bed, or on the floor. It is complete with wrist and ankle

restraints. It’s called The Liberator.” He put the harness away, then turned

back to her. “I’ll explain the rest of these items after we’re naked.”

Becca watched Tyler strip, unable to move. What

was wrong with her?

“Slow poke,” he said, before lifting her T-shirt

up and over her head. “Pretty lacy bra, but it’s time for it to go.” Her bra

was removed and tossed across the room with her T-shirt.

“That’s much better.” His palms covered her

breasts, and she sucked in a breath at the heat coming from them. “Your skin is

so soft, so sensitive.”

She arched her breasts into his touch, her eyes

fluttering shut.

“Look at me.”

She kept her eyes closed. Her fingers explored

his muscular chest, nails scraping his flat brown nipples.

“Open. Your. Eyes.” This was a command.

She responded and her gaze connected with his

intense blue one. “Communication with your partner.”

“It feels good,” she whispered.

His hands traveled down to her stomach and to the

waistband of her pants. He slipped the fabric down over her hips until it

pooled at her feet.

“You still have your pants on,” she said, only realizing

it when her thighs touched the material.

“Take them off.”

Lowering her hands to the top of his sweats, she

found the tie, loosened it, and pushed them down over his hips. His cock sprang

between them, hard and wanting. “Commando,” she whispered, her fingers trailing

over his cock.

Tyler groaned and Becca pulled her hand away,

fearing she’d done something to hurt him.

“That was a good groan, sweetheart.” He kissed

her nose and kicked his clothing away.

He was fighting to keep his libido under control.

“What shall we try first?” he asked forcing the word out. He wanted nothing

better than to throw her on the bed and fuck her until they were both

exhausted. Later, he promised. Right now, there was a lot more he had to teach

her before the week was out.

Skirting around him, she picked up a silver chain

with several beads hanging from it. A grin spread over his face. She was

becoming more adventurous.

“I’m not sure how this works.” She slipped her

fingers through the chain loop, letting it dangle.

“It’s a cock lariat.” He forced the words past

his tight throat. His dick was already so damn hard; the toy was only going to

increase it. Spreading his feet apart, he straightened his spine, and pushed

his hips forward. “Take the chain loop and slip it over the head of my cock.”

Her touch was cool to his overheated skin. He

kept his gaze on her fingers as she worked the chain loop over his glistening

head. “Now gently tighten the loop until it’s snug below the head, and then let

the rest of the chain hang loose.”

She released the chain and his head dropped back.

The beads were not heavy, tugging just enough to make him grit his teeth. Each

step he took would torment and tease him, and he was looking forward to it.

“If I wasn’t already hard, I would be now.” He

dragged air into his lungs. “Now it’s my turn.”

Selecting nipple danglers with the crystal beads,

he held them up. “Remember these from this morning?”

“Nipple danglers.” Her eyes grew bright with

excitement.

“Good. They won’t pinch or hurt.” He touched her

shoulder. “But first I need to get you ready.”

“Ready?” Her breathing had increased and her

pupils were dilated. All signs of arousal.

“Yes. Sit on the bed, sweetheart.” He guided her

onto the mattress, then spreading her thighs, he knelt. Her pussy gleamed with

wetness, and he bit back a smile, scooting forward. Her hands curved around his

shoulders.

“These need very erect nipples to work correctly.”

He lowered his head. Her back arched as his tongue toyed with her nipple,

working it into a tight nub. Without giving her time to react, he slipped the

first ring of the dangler over her nipple while covering her other breast with

his mouth. When it was ready, he slipped on the second one.

Damn, his toys looked good on her. Raising his

head, his gaze connected with hers and he let the beads drop.

“Oh my,” she whispered, her back arching further.

Tyler rose to his feet and pulled her up—the

movement caused both of them to let out groans.

“How—” She inhaled. “How can they do that?”

“Do what?”

“The small weight of the beads is teasing my

nipples, making them harder, but it’s like it has a direct line to my clit.”

“The lariat is doing the same to my cock.” He

looked at the other dangler on the table. Was she ready for what he wanted?

Slipping his hand down, his fingers parted her pussy. She was drenched.

She arched into his touch. “Oh, yes. Touch me.”

He slipped a finger into her and wiggled it,

making her hips sway. Then he removed it. “I want to try something, sweetheart.

Do you trust me?”

Her gaze met his. She gave a sharp nod.

Reaching down, he picked up the clit clamp. It

wouldn’t hurt her, just arouse her even more.

“What is that?”

“A clit clamp.” He fingered the round tip. It was

similar to the nipple danglers, but instead of a round attachment, this one was

elongated to fit down and around her clit. “I’m going to slip this over your

clit, and then let the beads hang.”

She shifted from one foot to the other then,

nodded. Her stomach contracted then released. He noticed the fine sheen of

perspiration on her skin.

“Spread your legs.” She widened her stance, and

Tyler knelt down, using one hand he spread her lips, revealing her clit. It was

hard and rosy, making his job much easier. He slipped the clamp on and then

released the beads.

“Ahhh.” She threw her head back, drawing air

through her nose into her lungs. “Oh, God, Tyler. It feels…I don’t know how to

describe it.”

“Let’s dance.” He drew her into his arms and

began waltzing around the room.

Delicious shivers of arousal shot through her

body. Nipples to clit and back again. The beads created enough pressure to keep

her on edge, and wanting more.

Tyler executed a deep dip, then brought her back

up. An unexpected cry tore from her lips. Without warning an orgasm overwhelmed

her. He pulled her against him as her body spasmed, her body trembling with the

unexpected orgasm. When it subsided, Tyler started dancing once again.

“Tyler.” Her arousal grew again. Already her

pussy was clenching, her clit pulsing and her temperature rising.

“Feel good?” He gazed down at her, never missing

a step.

“So good. But what about you?” His cock bounced

between their bodies, and she could feel pre-cum leaking from him.

He did a complicated set of turns that had her on

edge once again. She didn’t want to come without him. “I’m going to come again.”

“That’s the idea.” He swung her in his arms.

“But…” She threw back her head as the climax hit,

stronger than the last. But this time, when the tremors stopped, Tyler picked

her up into his arms and carried her to the bed.

The sheets felt good against her overheated skin.

Then he was pressing her legs apart, his fingers spreading her lips and then…The

clit clamp was gone.

His fingers danced their way up her body, to her

breasts. With sure movements, he’d removed the nipple danglers as well.

Her nerve endings tingled with need. Their gazes

collided, and she knew Tyler needed relief as well. Sitting up, she pushed him

onto his back, carefully removed the cock lariat, and then drew him deep into

her mouth.

“Oh yes.” His soft words were music to her ears.

She hadn’t sucked a man in years, she was now

making up for it. She loved the feel of his hardness in her mouth, his salty

taste and his need for her. Her fingers encircled his base, as she continued to

suck, caressing his cock with fingers and lips until he stiffened and spurted

into her mouth.

He moaned her name while she swallowed his

essence, then she released him and fell next to him on the mattress, they both

lay there, panting.

“Ready for round two?” he asked.

Becca burst out laughing. She couldn’t help it. “And

what would round two entail?”

“You lying there with me doing all the work.”

“Sounds like fun.”

“My kind of fun.” Tyler reached over to the

nightstand and picked up the nipple sucker.

Becca eyed the toy with a bit of excitement. Oh,

how she wanted to try those today in class, but she was too inhibited.

His fingers were at her breasts once again,

toying with them, and then he placed the suction cups over them. But wait,

something was different.

He slid down her body, his fingers parting her

pussy lips again, and he was putting another one over her clit.

“What are you doing?” It was a silly question,

but she couldn’t help it.

“I’m going to make you come, again.” He grinned

up at her. “And again and again.”

Her mouth fell open when the vibrations started—she

hadn’t expected that. A grin played around his lips. He was up to something.

A second later, he pressed the small bulb in his

hands. The cups sucked her nipples and her clit. Fire swept from her clit to

her nipples. She cried out his name.

“Talk to me.”

Her teeth gnawed her lower lip. “It feels like I

have three mouths on me, two on my breasts and one on my clit.” Her hips

shifted right then left, making the clit sucker shift a bit, which only caused

more heat to cascade through her body. The vibrations went up a notch. And her

back arched. “Wicked man,” she muttered. “The ones in class didn’t vibrate.”

His chuckle filled her ears. “No, they didn’t.”

He pumped the bulb faster and harder.

Before she could say another word, her back

arched as pleasure swept through her, filling every crevice of her body. And

she wanted more.

Tyler loved watching the look of pure bliss on

her face as she came. He let the vibrations continue, but didn’t press the bulb

any more. Her nipples and clit were going to be very sensitive after this. He

waited until her orgasm passed, then he let the air out of the suckers, turned

the vibrations off, and removed them from her body.

Her hand curved around his neck, and she pulled

him down for a hard kiss. “Fuck me, Tyler,” she whispered against his lips.

There was nothing more he wanted to do, but this

was time to build up her pleasure.

Setting the toy back on the nightstand, he picked

up the dildo. Using her own juices for lubrication, he coated the dildo and

began circling her pussy with it. Teasing her.

“How big have your previous lovers been?”

A flush rose to her cheeks. “Average, I guess. I

really didn’t take time to measure them.” She let out a giggle, which turned to

a moan as he pressed the head of the dildo into her pussy.

“You’re so wet and that’s a good thing.”

“You make me wet.”

“And you make me hot and hard.” He applied more

pressure to the dildo and the head along with part of the shaft slipped into

her pussy.

His cock jumped when her muscles tightened around

the toy. Then she let out a moan, his gaze settled on her flushed face.

“How does it feel?”

“Hard, yet I want more. Give me more, Tyler.”

“Let’s try a different one.” Tugging the dildo

from her clenching core, he set it aside.

“This one,” she said, guiding his hand over to

one of the vibrators. “All at once, I want it inside me. Show me how it would

feel to have you fill me on the first thrust.”

Pre-cum coated his cock and damn if he didn’t

grow harder from her words. Lowering the vibrator, he placed the head at her entrance.

Her gaze locked with his, her tongue slipping out to moisten her lips.

“Do it,” she whispered.

His heart sped up and he pushed the vibrator in,

half of it sank into her warm moist depths as her hips arched toward him.

“Fuck.”

“Easy, sweetheart.” He held the toy still,

allowing her body to adjust around it, she was so damn tight. “Do you know how

sexy you look with your pussy clenching around my toy?” He liked talking to her

while he brought her off. He hadn’t done that with other lovers, not even his

fiancée.

Leaning over, his lips caressed her stomach as he

slid the vibrator out and then in, to her core. Slowly working more of it in

her with each stroke.

“Relax your inner muscles.” Her clenching around

the toy was making it hard from him to work the vibrator completely into her.

“Easy for you to say.” She took a shaky breath

and let it out before taking another.

“That’s it.” Her stomach contracted while he

moved the toy in and out of her moistness.

“Oh God Tyler, it feels so good. It’s scraping

the sides of my pussy, sending bolts of electricity through my body, making me

come alive. I wish it was you in me.

“Later, baby. First we have to prepare you. We

have lots of things to cover yet.”

“Like what?”

She was fighting to relax her muscles, to allow him

to use the toy on her, but at the moment it didn’t matter too much. She had all

but an inch inside her.

“Anal lecture, BDSM lecture, Threesome and more

lectures.”

Her fingers curled into the covers as he slowly

pulled the vibrator from her body, only to push it back in.

“And we’re going to try all that?” She was

panting.

“Do you want to?” It was her decision, not his.

“Yes,” she whispered.

“Good, because I want to explore so much with

you.” He began to thrust the toy faster, then turned the vibrator on low.

“That feels…” Her hips arched into the toy, her

pussy taking it all.

“What?”

“Good. Delicious. Wicked.”

“You haven’t seen wicked yet.” His lips covered

hers as he turned the vibrator up.

Her tongue tangled with his and he could feel her

pussy tightening with each new stroke. When he angled the toy against her clit,

she cried out into his mouth.

The tiny nubs on the base rubbed over her clit

with each stroke. Her hips rose and fell with each pass. The orgasm was there,

building inside her. He made one last thrust with the toy, pressing the nubs

against her clit as he turned it on high.

She screamed into his mouth, her hips flexing as

she orgasmed once again. The toy shifted slightly within his grasp as her pussy

clenched and unclenched.

He broke the kiss when she slumped against the

mattress. Turning the vibrator off, he pulled it from her and set it back on

the nightstand.

Her eyes were closed but her body was shaking. “Becca?”

“Give…me…a…second.” The words stuttered out of

her. Tyler, gathered her into his arms, cradling her against his chest.

“I—” She hiccupped.

“It’s okay, baby.” Tremors still coursed through

her body, echoing in his.

“I’ve never climaxed some many times in one day

and I’ve never come that hard with BOB.” Her words were choppy, but she got

them out.

Tyler was shocked into silence. He hadn’t been

patient enough in college. He hadn’t put her pleasure before his own.

He held her until her body was tremor-free and

the tears gone. Then he carried her into the bathroom. Turning on the water, he

filled the tub and dropped in some bath gel.

Once the tub was full, he placed her into the hot

water. “Lay there and soak for a while.” He straightened, his cock bobbing with

the movement.

“He needs attention.” Her fingers danced over the

head.

His body tightened with desire. Not now. He wasn’t

going to be selfish, not this time, even if they only had a single week to be

together—it was all for her. “Later.” Carefully removing her fingers, he left

her alone.

While Becca soaked, Tyler cleaned up the toys and

put everything away. They’d played all afternoon and now there was just

forty-five minutes until dinner.

The fabric of his clothes irritated his skin as

he pulled them on.

“Becca, dinner is in forty-five minutes. I’m

going to go clean up, but I’ll see you at dinner.”

“Okay.”

“Soak for at least another twenty minutes or so.

You’re going to feel those muscles we used today.” With a chuckle, he left her

cabin.

He had just enough time for a shower and to jack

himself off.

****

Becca found Tyler was right about being sore. She

was feeling not only muscle strain, but damn if her clit didn’t tingle with

each step she took, and she had to leave her bra off because her nipples were

so sensitive.

Walking slowly into the dining room, she wondered

how Tyler was fairing, considering he was still hard as a rock when he left

her. Her attention was captured when Tyler strode into the dining room. He made

a beeline directly to her and kissed her. He plundered her mouth; there was no

other word for it. When he broke the kiss, his eyes were glittering and both of

them were breathing hard.

The sound of masculine chuckles and feminine

sighs brought Becca back to the present with a jolt.

Jared stood at the head of the table with a big

grin on his face. The other couples were already seated.

Heat crept onto her face. She almost buried her

burning cheeks onto Tyler’s chest, but they were all adults. Consenting adults

at that, and there was nothing wrong with a passionate kiss.

Dinner was an experience in anticipation. During

the meal, Tyler would trail his foot up and down her calf, then had the nerve

to traced the seam of her jeans pressing against her already throbbing clit.

And she gave it right back to him, especially when she wiggled her toes against

his cock. He’d just about come out of his chair. The others all smiled as if

they knew what the two were doing.

During dessert her attention was caught by the

special cakes there were brought out. She only knew of one supplier that

provided these delicious, calorie-riddled cheesecakes.

“Not that we really have to worry about calories

this week,” she said. “But I should warn you ladies, that this particular

dessert is about sixteen hundred calories on its own.”

“How do you know that?” asked Sally, as she took

a bite.

“I work in catering, and there’s only one company

that provides these. Delicious as they are, they’re also deadly to the

waistline.”

“That explains why Lou is so secretive about

these desserts,” said Jared. “How long have you worked in catering?”

“Eight years, in various positions within

different hotels. Next week I have an interview with the Palace Hotel.”

Peter whispered, “Quite an achievement.”

“Yes.” Becca ducked her head, looking at Tyler

from beneath her lashes. The five-star hotel was known for only hiring the best.

She didn’t know what she expected, but he was smiling.

After the meal ended, Jared bid everyone a good

evening and retired to his office. Tyler took Becca by the arm and led her

outside. “I’ll be by your cabin in the morning to take you to the lecture.”

“Okay, but you don’t need to do that.”

“Yes, I do.” He kissed the tip of her nose,

before trailing down over her cheeks to her ear. “Do you know how hard I am

seeing you without a bra?”

“It’s all your fault.” Her arms entwined around

his neck.

“How is that?” He nuzzled her neck.

“Those damn nipple danglers made them so

sensitive I couldn’t wear a bra. Hell, even this shirt is driving me crazy.”

Tyler chuckled against her skin, sending

delicious vibrations through her body.

“It’s not funny.” She tangled her fingers in his

raven hair and tugged.

“How do you think I’m feeling?” His head lifted

and his blue gaze glittered with need. “I’m so hard it’s going to take me days

to get rid of it. All because of your sweet, delicious, hot body.” His hips met

hers and his desire was obvious. Instinctively, she widened her stance,

cradling him between her thighs.

“Come back to my cabin and let me see what I can

do about that massive cock of yours.”

His nostrils flared and his gaze turned molten.

Tyler rested his forehead against hers, his moist breath brushing her skin. “I’d

take you up on it, but I have work to do.”

Becca sighed as he pulled back. “So you’re going

to leave me all worked up and alone.”

“Yep.” He placed her at arm’s length. “Anticipation

is part of the program. I’ll see you in the morning.” Releasing her, he turned

and strode away.

But Becca noticed that he was waking slightly off

balance. She bit her lip to prevent a grin from taking over. She wasn’t the

only one worked up and alone.

****

The next morning, Becca was drinking her third

cup of coffee when a knock sounded. Crossing the room, she opened the cabin

door to see Tyler lounging against the frame.

He looked refreshed and relaxed, damn him. She’d

spent the night sexually frustrated. She wanted nothing more than his hard body

against hers, in hers, around hers.

Reaching up, she dragged his mouth down to hers.

God, he tasted good. Coffee and mint, and something else. Control, she decided.

“Now that’s a good morning,” he said when she

broke the kiss.

“A good morning would be me and you in my bed.”

Her sleep had been disturbed by dreams of him. She woke hot, sweaty and in

need. She almost walked to the cabinet and pulled out a toy, but didn’t.

Anticipation, he’d said. Well, she was anticipating all right.

“Soon.” He promised and nudged her into the

cabin. “I need to get you ready for today.” The door slipped shut.

A tiny shiver worked its way over her spine,

excitement or apprehension, she couldn’t tell. Probably a bit of both. Today

was the anal lecture.

“Ah, Tyler.” She crossed her arms over her

stomach.

“You’re not backing out.” He pushed a piece of

hair away from her face, his fingers caressing her cheek.

“No, but…” She closed her eyes. How did she

explain? Hell, she didn’t understand herself.

“Becca.” His fingers curved around her jaw. “Open

your eyes.” Her gaze connected with his. “Fear is natural. Remember I said you

don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.”

She nodded.

“Good.” He released her and she heard him in the

bedroom, and come back out with something in his hand. “Come here, sweetheart.”

“What do you have in your hand, Tyler?” Part of

her wanted to obey him, the other part wanted to run to the next county.

“Something to make today a little more excitable.”

He watched her with those baby blues and Becca found herself standing in front

of him, without any clue how she got there.

“I’m glad you’re wearing shorts,” he said, his

gaze traveling over her body. “How are the nipples today?” He tugged her

forward as he moved back, then he was sitting on a chair with her in front of

him.

“Better.”

“Good. Spread your legs apart, sweetheart.”

Becca swallowed, but did as he asked.

“Each day we’re going to build on what you

learned the previous day. Yesterday’s lecture was about toys.”

She nodded wondering what he was planning as he

slid her shorts down to her thighs.

“Are you wet, baby?” He slipped his hand down the

front of her panties.

“Yes,” she whispered, her lashes slid shut as his

fingers slipped into her.

“Good, I need you wet.”

She was about to ask why, when something cool slipped

into her pussy, followed by Tyler’s fingers. He removed his hand and she

wiggled her hips. Becca could feel something in her pussy—not a dildo, but

something else. Something smooth, round and her pussy moistened with excitement.

Then he drew her shorts back into place.

“Tyler?” Her toes curled at the slight pressure

of her clothing between her legs.

“Open your eyes.” His breath brushed her ear. “I’ve

placed two small pleasure balls deep within your pussy.”

She shifted from one foot to the other and it

shifted within her. Okay, she could handle that.

“They will stay there throughout the lecture and

lunch.”

“That shouldn’t be a problem.”

“No?” He raised his left hand. In it there was a

little key fob, much like that the one she had for her car. There were three

buttons. His thumb touched the first one.

Her body reared back. “Shit.” The vibrations

zinged through her.

“Vibrating pleasure balls.”

Becca groaned. “You’re not playing fair.”

“I never said I would.” He laughed.

The vibrations stopped and she took a deep

breath, trying to control the twitching within her core.

“This is a wireless remote, and it has three

speeds. You’ll never know when I’ll turn it on.” With that, he dropped the fob

into his pocket and took her hand. “Time for the lecture.”

Each step across the compound to the lecture

rooms was torture. All right, she had to admit it was more arousal than

torture, but when those damn balls shifted within her, delicious sensations

coursed through her pussy and body.

Half way across the courtyard Tyler hit the

remote, and Becca stumbled. He caught her easily, holding her until she got her

feet under her again.

“Unless you want everyone to know about those

balls, you’d better learn to control your reactions,” he said, turning them off.

Her pussy muscles tightened, pulling the balls

tightly into her. “You think I can’t?” How could she? She was on edge now. He

was playing her like a well-tuned instrument.

“We’ll see.” With his hand at her back, he guided

her into the lecture room.

Becca let out a small moan when all the couples

were there. She sat on the mat, and Tyler dropped beside her.

Then another couple walked into the room with

several small boxes and a wedge.

“Hi everyone, I’m Will and this is my wife, Ella.

Today we’re going to help you explore and understand anal sex.”

Becca let out a squeal as Tyler turned the balls

on once again.

“You have a question?” Will turned to her.

“No.” She glared at Tyler, but he kept an

innocent look on his face. “Sorry, something startled me.”

Will glanced at Tyler then back to Becca, he

nodded. “Ella will be my helper; we will show you how to prepare your partner

for anal penetration. We’ll also discuss the right way for penetration so both

of you receive pleasure.”

The vibrations flowing through her body stopped,

and Becca almost sighed in relief. This was going to be a long lecture.

****

Becca was never so glad to have some time between

lunch and Tyler showing up at her cabin.

With her foot, she pushed the porch swing into

motion. After the lecture this morning, she wasn’t sure about anything anymore.

She never realized that she could be so turned on by watching another couple

have sex. Anal sex at that.

And she hadn’t been the only one affected. The

other couples climaxed just as she had. Tyler was the only one who hadn’t. It

wasn’t because he wasn’t hard. His cock pressed against her ass during the

class, growing harder as things progressed, but he hadn’t come.

Sighing, she closed her eyes and rested her head

against the back of the swing, her foot slipping a bit, jarring her hip. A

slight moan left her lips. Tyler insisted she keep the pleasure balls within

her. And why didn’t that bother her?

His dominance wasn’t like her mother’s. Tyler was

more subtle, but he also let her have a choice to end their sexual play anytime

she wanted. By the time she left she’d know her mind and body better. A sense

of sadness flashed through her. When she left that would mean leaving Tyler.

Shaking her head, she shoved the thought away.

Because, if today was going to be anything like the past day, Tyler would tease

her, and he would use her ass. A delicious shiver of anticipation shot through

her pussy. Instinctively, she knew Tyler wouldn’t try and fuck her in her ass

today, but that didn’t leave out plugs or anything else he might like to try.

She tried to remember what toys she’d put out

yesterday but he had put back—the box of plugs, a set of beads, an inflatable

dildo—nothing sinister, nothing she couldn’t handle.

She wondered how much more time she had before Tyler

arrived, when she heard voices.

“Yes, that’s it, baby.”

That was Maggie’s voice. Becca remembered that

Peter and Maggie’s cabin was next to hers. But this was the first time she’d

heard them.

“I love your tits,” said Peter.

Becca knew she should go back inside, but she was

frozen in place.

“I know,” said Maggie in breathless pants.

“Ready, baby?”

“Yes, fuck me. Fuck my ass.”

Becca’s hand covered her mouth as several grunts

and then sighs floated to her ears.

“How do you feel, baby?” Peter’s voice was strained.

“Full,” said Maggie. “Between your cock in my ass

and that damn vibrator in my pussy, I don’t think there’s another inch to be

filled.”

“There’s still your mouth.”

Becca’s eyes widened, her hips shifted, and her

clit began to pulse.

“Later. Fuck me, please.”

“Anytime.”

The next few minutes were filled with heavy

breathing, the slapping of flesh against flesh, groans and moans, and

occasionally Peter or Maggie talking.

“Oh, God, yes. I’m almost there. Fuck me,

darling, fuck me hard. Turn the vibrator on high.”

Peter must have done what Maggie asked, because

her next words were, “Yes, fuck my ass. Make me come.”

“I’m going to make you come, then come again and

again. You’re mine. All mine.”

“Yes. I’m yours.” Maggie moaned. “Yes, that’s it,

I’m—”

Maggie screamed.

That speared Becca into action. Springing off the

swing, she high-tailed it back inside her cabin, closing the doors. Only her

erratic breathing filled her ears, and that was all she could hear. No outside

noises.

“The cabins are soundproof.”

Becca squealed and spun around. Tyler stood,

nude, leaning against the frame of her bedroom door.

“Tyler, you scared me.”

“Did you like what you heard, Becca?” He stalked

over to her—there was no other word to describe it.

“I—” How could she answer that? “How long have

you been here?”

“Long enough.” His fingers found the top of her

shorts and panties and he pushed them to the floor in a quick move. “Did you

want to touch yourself while you listened the Watsons fucking, Becca?”

She bit her lip. She had almost caressed herself,

but had stopped at the last minute.

“I can smell you.” Her T-shirt followed her

shorts to the floor. “You’re aroused.”

Her hips shifted when Tyler’s fingers slipped

down between her legs. Yes! She almost cried out at his touched. She needed him

in her.

“Oh yes, you’re wet.” His mouth captured hers as

he thrust two fingers into her pussy.

Becca cried out into his mouth and pushed herself

into his touch. Yes, she wanted to touch herself. She wanted to come.

Tyler’s fingers touched the balls deep within

her, and her hips arched toward him.

“You’re so fucking wet, and hot. Did my vibrating

balls bring you pleasure?” he asked after breaking the kiss.

“You know they did,” she whispered, grasping his

cock. “But you haven’t been pleasured.”

“I will be. Anticipation, remember.” He gripped

the string and removed the pleasure balls from her. A sigh left her lips.

While she was glad he’d removed them, she also

felt empty. “What are we going to do today?” she asked, anticipation flowing

through her veins.

“We’re going to build on yesterday. I thought we’d

start with some nipple clamps, try out a few toys, and then get your ass ready.”

“Do I get to play with you?”

Tyler grinned down at her. “Of course. I can’t

wait for you to play with me.”

He swept her up into his arms and into the

bedroom.

Becca shifted from one foot to the other as Tyler

placed the black foam wedge on the mattress. He’d tease and torment her for

hours already, not that she hadn’t come, she had, but he still hadn’t fucked

her and her frustration level was rising.

“On the bed. Lay on your stomach over the wedge.

Swallowing hard, she climbed onto the mattress

and placed herself over the wedge. Warm, masculine hands ran over her ass and

she all but jumped up.

“Easy,” whispered Tyler, his lips following his

touch.

The sound of a top popping caused her to glance

over her shoulder. He held a bottle of lube in his hand. A shiver of excitement

along with some apprehension chased each other up her spine.

She kept her eyes on his hands, watching him pour

the lube into his palms, then place them back on her ass.

“Ummm, that feels good,” she whispered as he

massaged her ass.

“Keep talking. Let me know how you feel or if

something hurts.”

More lube touched her skin and Becca allowed her

eyes to close, rested her head on the pillows while her muscles softened under

Tyler’s touch. Then his fingers dipped between her butt cheeks.

Becca concentrated on keeping herself relaxed

even as Tyler probed further, spreading the lube around, then he pressed

forward.

“Breathe, sweetheart.”

Air escaped her lips on a laugh. His finger

slipped into her ass and the laugh turned into a gasp. “Oh, my.” The word were

inadequate to the tingling in her ass, it wasn’t unpleasant, just different.

More lube trickled down her crack to his finger.

Another push and a slight pinch caused her nerves

to tingle even more. His finger slid in and out with ease and her body grew

warm. Her ass contracted around his finger and moisture filled her pussy.

“Okay?” he asked.

“Yes.” She tried to gather her thoughts. “Your

finger is deep inside me, stroking me, making me wet. But it’s also different.

I never expected it to feel this good.”

More lube was added, then more pressure. She

sucked in a breath. “Tyler?”

“Two fingers, baby. Your ass is so tight.”

“God I’m so hot, it’s like there’s liquid fire

running through my veins.” She shifted raising her ass up.

“That’s it baby,” he whispered, his lips

caressing her spine while he stroked his fingers in and out of her ass.

Her pussy was clenching, reaching for something

that wasn’t there, and her ass was tightening around his fingers, pulling them

more and more into her.

“Ready for the next step?” He slipped his fingers

from her ass.

“Yes.” Was that breathless voice hers? New

pressure was applied and her nails dugs into her palms.

“Breathe out and press out, now.”

“Ahh.” Her body stiffened. The plug rested barely

inside her, or at least that’s what she assumed. Her ass burned a bit from the

penetration, but already she was adjusting, her body softening, accepting the

plug. She wanted more.

“More,” she whispered. Cool lube caressed her

before another push and a moan left her lips.

“Becca, you okay?” His breath caressed the skin

on her back.

“Oh, yeah. My ass is gripping the plug and my

pussy is gushing, wishing you were fucking me right now.”

“Maybe this will help.” He slid two fingers into

her wet pussy.

“Yes,” she cried out pressing down on his

fingers. She wanted all he had to give.

“That’s it, baby,” he said as he began stroking

her pussy. “I can feel the plug in your ass with my fingers, you’re so damn hot

and tight.”

“Full, I feel full and yet—”

“Yet what?”

“More, I want more. Make me come, Tyler.”

“Think about how my cock is going to feel in your

ass. Feel me sliding in and out, then my fingers are in your pussy, my thumb on

your clit and I’m pumping in and out of your ass and pussy.”

She couldn’t catch her breath listening to him

heightened her arousal up several notches. Her ass was gripping the plug and

each time his fingers brushed against it, shafts of pleasure shot through her.

“Your pussy is contracting against my fingers.”

“Yes. Fuck me, Tyler. Take my ass. Take my pussy.

Make me come.”

“When I fuck your ass I’m going to make you come

all over my fingers, but I won’t stop there. I’ll keep fucking you until you

think you can’t take any more, then I’m going to fuck you harder until you

scream out your orgasm and I spill myself inside your sweet tight ass.”

His fingers curved into her g-spot and she cried

out, ass and pussy tightening as her climax rolled through her body. And it

didn’t stop, it seemed to go on for hours, yet she knew it was only minutes.

Collapsing against the wedge, her body was sated.

Her nerves were dancing and waiting for the next bolt of pleasure to hit.

“We’ve still have some time before dinner, what

do you say we try those dangles with the plug?”

****

Becca sat down very carefully for dinner. Tyler

had played her body expertly all afternoon.

A thrill of excitement shot through her body when

Tyler glanced over at her and winked. The small butt plug he’d placed earlier

was still there and told her it was to stay there until later tonight.

He wanted her to get used to not only having

something in her ass, but to stretch her out. Then there were the nipple

danglers she still wore…Becca’s lashes lowered.

Dressing for dinner had been fun. First, she

couldn’t wear a bra with the danglers, so she tried to find a blouse that didn’t

show her erect nipples. No such luck.

Opening her eyes, she looked around the table.

She wasn’t the only one having the problem. All the women wore some sort of

nipple jewelry and their peaks showed through their clothing.

Then there was trying to slip on underwear with

the plug in her butt. She swore at Tyler the entire time she dressed, but she

was enjoying everything he did to her, with her, for her.

Shifting on her chair and the plug shifted with

her and she let out a soft gasp when pleasure coursed straight to her pussy.

“Okay?” Tyler asked softly.

“Fine,” she whispered back, trying to concentrate

on the conversation at dinner rather than her own arousal.

Oh, yes, she was aroused. More than she’d ever

been. And Becca wasn’t sure if that was good or bad. In the past few days, her

eyes had opened to her sensual side.

She’d never really thought about it before. Yes,

she knew she liked her sex a little on the kinky side. But that meant more than

just the missionary position, and doing it in the bedroom. The toys were

becoming a part of foreplay, talking to her partner about what felt good and

what didn’t, all a step in the right direction, and now ass play.

And she still had four days and five nights at

the ranch. How much more could she explore? A lot. She’d glanced at her

schedule before dinner.

Tomorrow was Beginners Bondage, then the

Threesome, Foursome and More lecture. The next day was a free day where Tyler

had written in the word ‘special day,’ And then the last day, the day she would

go home.

Home. She felt at home here, with Tyler on the

ranch, but that was an illusion. One week, that was the deal, and she would

keep her side of the bargain.

The bondage class didn’t bother her too much, as

she always fantasized about being tied up and helpless. And Tyler would love

it. He enjoyed holding her arms are legs immobile.

The Threesome, Foursome and More class was a little

disconcerting to her. Oh, she’d fantasized about being with two men, but she

couldn’t imagine being with more than that.

It wasn’t until the other couples pushed their

chairs back Becca realized dinner was over. She’d been so lost in her own

thoughts.

“I had your cabin stocked while dinner was going

on,” said Tyler, standing behind her chair. “Somehow I knew you wouldn’t be

eating much tonight.”

Becca looked down at her plate. It was still over

half full. “The food is good, I’m just…” How could she explain?

“You’re aroused and needy. I understand.” His

arms circled her waist and he pulled her to him. “I could barely keep my mind

on dinner and the conversation.” He flexed his hips and his cock rubbing her

mound.

“Tyler.” She moaned, her legs parting.

“Were you thinking about the plug in your ass?”

His teeth nipped her ear. “Or were you thinking how my cock is going to feel in

your moist pussy?”

Biting her lip, Becca dropped her forehead to his

shoulder trying to control the impulse to throw him down on the floor and have

her way with him.

“Or maybe you were thinking about using the

triple sucker again as I fuck you.”

A shudder swept through her body. Oh, God, how

would that feel, having her nipples and clit sucked as he fucked her?

“I can see you like the idea.”

“Tyler, I…” Her body shook as his fingers found

the plug, and toyed with it. And damn if she didn’t like the arousal coursing

from her ass to pussy.

“So ready for me,” he whispered, his right hand

slipping around and down the front of her shorts. “So wet.”

She gasped as he plunged two fingers into her.

Squirming on his fingers, she lifted her head. “Anyone could come in.” Even as

she said the words, another shot of excitement flowed through her veins.

Someone, anyone could see them, and for some reason that made her even more

aroused.

“Who cares?” He stroked her pussy with one hand

while the other pushed and released the base of the butt plug. “Are you ready

for what I want to do tonight?”

“Oh God, yes,” she whispered. The afternoon had

been a test in patience and endurance.

“Ah, excuse me.”

Becca jerked back in Tyler’s arms. Jared stood at

the entrance of the dining room. “There’s a phone call for Becca.”

“Me?” Who could be calling her here? No one knew

she was her but…

“Said her name was Angie, and she’s been trying

to get you on your cell phone. I explained you didn’t have your cell.”

“It must be important. Angie would never call

unless it was.”

“That’s what she said. Come, I’ll show you where

you can take the call.” Becca followed Jared through a door, and down a

hallway, Tyler on her tail.

A million things ran through Becca’s mind. Angie

would only call if an emergency. Had her mother tried something? Or Alan?

Nerves gathered in her stomach, making it tighten with dread.

“Line two.” Jared gestured to the desk and phone.

Becca slipped into the room and picked up the

receiver. “Hey Angie, what’s up?”

****

Tyler stood outside his office needing to be

close to Becca in case the call was bad news. He glanced up as Jared came to

stand beside him.

“She’s very responsive,” said Jared. “She didn’t

even realize I was watching.”

“Yes.” Tyler grinned. “I have ways to keep her

distracted.”

“I bet.” Jared laughed and clasped Tyler on the

shoulder. “I really don’t need you around for the next few days.”

“That’s why I burned the midnight oil last night,

making sure you wouldn’t need me. I plan on spending lots of time with Becca.”

“I figured.” Jared paused, and Tyler wondered

what was on his mind.

Jared ran his hand through his hair. “I’ll

announce tomorrow that dinner is now optional—all of the couples tonight looked

ready to explode.”

“Yeah.” Tyler watched Jared’s face closely, and

he noted the strain around Jared’s eyes. “What is it, Jared? Need to get laid?”

Jared burst out laughing. “Not yet, my friend.

But, there is one thing I’d like to ask.”

Tyler nodded.

“If Becca decides to do a threesome, I’d like to

be the third.”

Tyler’s head jerked in surprise.

“I know, I don’t participate, but she’s a hot

little number and I see the way she looks at you. I’m not a threat, but I’d

really like to be with the two of you.”

“If she’s willing, I don’t see a problem.” And

Tyler didn’t. Jared would follow his lead with Becca and there was no other man

he trusted more.

“Great.” Jared turned and headed for his office.

Tyler glanced at Becca; she was putting down the

receiver, a frown marring her features.

“Problem?” He crossed to her side.

“Not really. My interview time was moved up to

Monday morning rather than in the afternoon. Angie wanted to let me know.” She

smiled up at him. “Am I to assume this is your office?”

“Yes.”

She glanced around the room. It was more or less

functional, computer, phone, printer, fax machine, some file cabinets.

Everything he needed for helping Jared run the place. “Where do you sleep?”

“Upstairs. The second and third floors are kept

sealed off from everyone but Jared and I. That’s our private domain.”

She nodded. “Can we go back to my cabin now?”

Tyler laughed. Leave it to her to cut to the

chase. “Race you.”

“What?”

Laughing, he jogged backwards. “You can run, can’t

you?”

She glared at him. “Yes, but—” She bit her bottom

lip.

“First one to the cabin gets to be in charge,” he

called over his shoulder as he sprinted for the front door. She’d never be able

to run, not with the plug in her ass.

Leaping up the steps to her cabin, he turned to

see her moving quickly across the courtyard, not quite running. Her breathing

was labored when she joined him.

“Cheater,” she said.

He grinned. “I want you to go into the bathroom

and undress, then come back here into the living room and sit on the sofa. Don’t

remove the danglers or the plug.”

She nodded and trotted off. Tyler went into the

bedroom. He’d transferred some of his clothing and personal items he’d need

over the next few days earlier.

Moving to the cabinet, he pulled out the wedge,

massage oil and vibrators. But his mind was filled with her phone call. If her

interview time was changed, what did it mean? His gut clenched. It was only for

one week. One week for her to become bolder. That’s all it could be. She belonged

in the city. He didn’t.

He heard her soft footfalls as Becca came out of

the bathroom. To her credit she didn’t say a word, just as he ordered.

He carried the massage oil and vibrators into the

living room and placed them on the coffee table. Then returned to the bedroom

and picked up the rest of what he wanted.

Becca sat on the sofa, her gaze was on the items

he’d put on the table. Tyler grinned. He was going to push her boundaries a

little. Setting the wedge on the floor, he made sure there was plenty of room

for them to play.

“Are you ready for me, Becca?”

“Oh yes,” she answered breathlessly.

“Then come here.” She rose and glided over to

him.

“So beautiful,” he whispered, flicking the nipple

danglers with his fingers, then he covered one with his mouth. She let out a

moan as he suckled one breast then the other, making her nipples even harder

than before.

He continued to play with her breasts as his

fingers found the base of the butt plug, toying with it. She tensed against

him, and he bit her nipple softly, eliciting a louder moan.

Then he pulled the plug out of her. She cried out

as her body trembled. Tyler tossed the plug onto a towel on the sofa. Raising

his head, he kissed her lips softly, and then removed the danglers.

“Are you sore?” he asked.

Becca shifted from one foot to the other. “I don’t

think so.”

“Good. Go lie down on the wedge and stretch out

on your stomach.”

Becca swallowed, but followed his direction.

Tyler waited until she was in position before he stripped off his clothes.

Grabbing the first bottle from the table, he

knelt behind her. He could feel the heat rolling off her body. Flipping the top

of the bottle, he poured the oil into his palm, and then set the bottle down.

His palms touched her shoulders and her body jumped.

“Easy,” he said. “This is for you.” He rubbed the

oil into her shoulders and back, kneading the tight muscles. She was really

wound up. He didn’t want that.

He continued down her back, adding more oil until

the scent of vanilla filled the air. At the base of her spine, he worked

outward, just above her tailbone.

“Ohh, that feels so good,” she whispered.

Avoiding her pale globes, he massaged to the back

of her thighs, caressing them before stroking down to her calves.

“Ahhh.”

Tyler grinned as he massaged her calves and lower

legs, enjoying the feel of her muscles giving beneath his ministrations.

Finding the warm wet washcloth he’d placed in a small warmer, he ran it up her

body, removing all traces of the oil. Then he dried her off.

“Turn over, baby.” He rinsed the washcloth out in

the small water basin and put it back in the warmer.

She rolled onto her back, her hazel eyes watching

him. Pouring more oil into his palms, he picked up her right foot. Her lashes

drifted shut as he caressed the oil into her right foot and then her left.

Tyler massaged and caressed, until she was a boneless heap beneath his touch.

He’d avoided her ass and pussy—those were areas

he’d play with later. Right now, he wanted her totally relaxed.

Reaching over, he pulled out the washcloth once

again, and gently wiped the oil off her skin, drying her quickly so she wouldn’t

chill.

Her eyes were still closed, her body totally

relaxed against the wedge.

Good. Reaching over to the table, he picked up

the vibrator. Moving back down her body, he pressed his hands to the inside of

her thighs. Her legs parted. Tyler lifted them onto his shoulders, opening her

wide to him, and lowered his head to her pussy.

Becca bucked against his mouth.

Tyler hummed in the back of his throat. He’d put

on a tongue vibrator and turned it on. So each time he licked her pussy, she’d

feel the vibrations in her pussy.

“Oh God, Tyler,” she said, as he ran his tongue

over her clit. “That’s wicked.”

His gaze captured hers, even as he continued to

lick her. He thrust his tongue deep within her core and she arched against his

mouth, her juices flowing around her mound.

Yes, yes, yes, he chanted to himself. He twirled

his tongue around, and then toyed with her clit.

Without pausing, Tyler thrust three fingers into

her core.

“Ahhh.” Her hips arched again.

She was getting wetter and wetter. Her fingers

gripped the back of his head; time to take it up another notch. Tyler turned

the tongue vibrator up and began thrusting his fingers in and out of her.

“Yes, yes, yes.” Her breathing sped up and her

fingers tightened in his hair, pulling him into her.

He could feel the contractions within her—she was

getting ready to come.

Tyler placed the tongue vibrator directly on her

clit.

Becca moaned as her climax hit. Tyler rode the

tremors all the way through, then brought her to her peak a second time. On the

third time she screamed, her entire body shaking with the force of her orgasm.

Turning off the vibrator, Tyler lifted his head,

removed his fingers and lowered her body back onto the wedge.

Her hands fell limply to her side. He removed the

vibrator, then used the washcloth to bathe her pussy.

“That feels good,” she whispered.

Tyler grinned. She was so responsive. Even more

so then she’d been when they were together before. Rinsing the washcloth, he

put it away.

He rose and picked her up into his arms and

carried her into the bedroom. Once there, Becca started to curl up, but Tyler

climbed into bed beside her.

“Tyler?”

“The night is ours,” he whispered before his lips

closed over hers.

Within minutes she was squirming beneath him. “Take

me, Tyler. Fuck me,” she whispered.

His wasn’t going to argue, his cock needed her

convulsing around him. Tucking her beneath him, her legs opened, welcoming him.

His fingers found her pussy, nice and wet, he would have no trouble penetrating

her.

“Ready?” he asked, placing the head of his cock

at her entrance.

“Yes.” Her legs curved around his waist.

He thrust forward. Her moan of pleasure was

captured by his lips covering hers. She was his now. He retreated then thrust

forward, she cried out as her orgasm hit and he smiled. Oh, they were going to

have fun tonight.

Becca woke early the next morning, wincing as she

stretched. Her muscles hurt. Reaching out her hand, she found the warm spot

next to her.

Tyler had fucked her long and hard last night.

And she didn’t regret a second of it.

Slipping off the mattress, she padded to the

bathroom. Thank goodness Tyler wasn’t there. She needed to clean up without him

trying to help.

Taking a quick shower, she slipped on some clothes

and made her way to the kitchen.

Tyler sat at the table and the smell of coffee

teased her senses.

“Good morning,” he said.

“Morning.” She wondered why she was feeling

embarrassed. It wasn’t as if she hadn’t woken up and had breakfast with him

before.

But somehow this was different. She was

different. She was beginning to lose her inhibitions and it was all because of

Tyler. Filling a mug with coffee, she lowered herself onto a chair. A sigh

escaped her.

“Sore?”

“A little.”

“Shall I take it easy on you today?”

Becca caught the laughter in his gaze and she

smiled. “I’ll be fine.”

“Good.” Tyler stood and crossed over to her. “We’ve

got a few hours yet, and I intend to play with you today, however you want me

to.” He kissed her, and then strode into the bedroom once again, whistling.

****

Several hours later, Becca listened to Tyler's

heartbeat as he cradled her against his chest and smiled. Her body still hummed

from his lovemaking, but she remembered this same feeling for a different

reason.

“I can feel that smile, what are you thinking?”

he asked.

“Remember after finals the first year, we were

both so wired up from all the coffee?”

“Remind me.” His lips brushed the top of her

head.

“We went back to your dorm room because your

roommate had left and they hadn't assigned you a new roomie yet.” Her fingers

traced circles on his stomach. “We held each other for hours, just laying there

talking and kissing.” She'd been content to be in his arms then, just as she

was now.

“Ah yes, I remember that.” His fingers cupped her

chin and tilted her head up. “One of my favorite memories.” His lips caressed

hers.

“Mine, too.”

“What other memories do you have?”

Becca gazed up at Tyler. “The day we went to the

beach.”

He laughed and his chest rumbled beneath her. “It

was fifty degrees and we froze our asses off.”

“Yep.” She couldn't help but smile, remembering

the fog and wind. “You were so worried about me being cold, you took off your

jacket and gave it to me.”

“And I'm the one who caught a cold.”

“True, but I did nurse you back to health.”

“Oh, yeah.” His mouth founds hers again. “You

did, in a very sensual way.”

“And the time you helped me with my hotel

hospitality project.” Unable to help herself, her hips wiggled against his.

“What else could I do?” A grin spread across his

lips. “I wanted you to get an A.”

“I don't think taking a guest to bed and fucking

her silly was part of the plan.” Oh, but how it worked. She'd been up early the

next morning with ideas.

“Probably not, but I enjoyed it.”

Becca hit him in the shoulder.

“Ouch, that hurt.”

“Yeah, right.” Her laugher filled the room. She

hadn't been this carefree in years, and she was enjoying it.

“What about the time you helped me with my

English homework?”

She groaned. “Please don't remind me. I think we

shocked the teacher with your paper on The Female Climax and Multiple

Orgasms.”

“Hey I got a B plus on that paper.”

“And then there was the paper on the sexual

practices—”

His mouth covered hers, and Becca really didn't

mind.

****

“Good morning, everyone. I’m Bart, and this is my

wife, Lisa. We’re here to teach you the right way to experience bondage,”

started Bart. “First off, you have to decide who is the Dom, or Dominant,

partner.”

“That’s easy,” Tyler whispered in her ear. “I’m

the Dom.”

Becca glared at him, and then returned her

attention to Bart.

“The Dom is the one who wishes to be in control,

where the sub or submissive is the one who wants to be controlled. Now you may

choose one or the other, or experiment. There is no reason you can’t be both.”

Becca wondered if Tyler would let her take

control of him. Bart and Lisa began arranging items on the mats on the floor.

“The first thing,” said Lisa, “is sharing your

fantasy with your partner. You have to fully trust your partner in order to

make bondage pleasurable. If you don’t trust the person one hundred percent to

listen when you tell them to stop—” Lisa looked around the room. “You need to

walk away.”

Was that why she was never comfortable with other

men? Because she never trusted them like she trusted Tyler? Glancing out the

corner of her eye, she realized trust was very important part of their

relationship, and she wouldn’t be here without it.

“If you are the Dom,” said Bart. “It is your

responsibility to control the amount and type of stimulation the sub receives.

As the sub, you must tell your Dom when things become too intense or if the

situation is uncomfortable to you in any way.”

“And you always have a safe word,” said Lisa. “Choose

a word you wouldn’t use in every day conversation.”

“When your sub says the safe word,” said Bart. “As

the Dom, you will stop what you’re doing, release your sub and talk to her or

him.”

“Usually a sub only says their safe word when

something is really hurting them or making them extremely uncomfortable,” said

Lisa.

“Do you have a safe word?” asked Sally.

“Yes,” Lisa replied. “Again, you have to trust

your partner. If you don’t, do not get into bondage.”

“Bondage is not a game,” said Bart. “Many people

treat it that way, but there can be damaging consequences. Even after you try

it the first time, you may not want to do it again.”

Bart and Lisa sat down on the mat. “Let’s get

started.”

For the next two hours, Bart had Lisa tied up in

various positions, showing them how to make bondage exciting and arousing.

Becca’s excitement rose with each demonstration and by the end she was more

than hot and bothered.

****

The second the cabin door closed behind them,

Tyler kissed her, hard.

And she kissed him back just as hard, her fingers

tangling in his raven hair.

“Are you wet?” he asked, his lips barely above

hers.

“Are you hard?”

He took her hand and pressed it to the front of

his shorts. Oh, yeah, he was hard. Without thinking, she slipped her hand down

the waistband of his shorts. His cock was hot, and his juices were already

leaking from the head.

“I would have thought by now you wouldn’t get so

excited by these classes.” She ran her fingers down his shaft and back up

again, teasing his head.

“This is the first time I’ve attended classes

with someone.”

Becca jerked her head up in surprise.

“The last woman in my life was more interested in

her career than in my work.”

“Her loss is my gain.” She smiled at him. What

woman would give him up? But wasn’t that what she was doing at the end of this

adventure? No, this was different they’d both gone into this with their eyes

open. Falling in love wasn’t an option.

“I like the idea of having you tied up at my

mercy.”

Her heart sped up. “And I like the idea of being

at your mercy.”

She spoke from the heart. She trusted Tyler,

really trusted him.

“Do you have a special fantasy?” he asked,

removing her hand from his shorts.

Becca ducked her head, her light brown hair

falling around her face, then remembered that she needed to do this, she needed

to be free.

“I want…” What would Tyler think of her if she

voiced that fantasy?

“Anything you want, sweetheart.” He lowered his

forehead to hers, pushing her hair back. “Tell me.”

Becca swallowed. “I’ve fantasized about someone

in my bedroom while I’m unaware.”

“Keep going.”

Her tongue darted out and wet her lips. “He grabs

my hands and forces them behind my back, whispers in my ear not to scream. Then

unbuttons my blouse and undoes my bra. My breasts are hanging out. I start to

squirm and he swats my ass telling me to be still.”

“Does he restrain you?”

“Yes. On the bed, spread eagle.” Damn, she was

getting aroused just talking about this.

“Then what?”

“He teases me, torments me all the while telling

me how much he’s going to enjoy fucking me every way he can.”

“Sounds like fun.” Straightening up, he released

her hands. “Go in the bedroom and putter around. And Becca.” She paused and

started back at him. “Your safe word is tomato.”

Becca nodded, heart pounding. Oh this afternoon

was going to be interesting. She roamed around the bedroom keeping busy while

waiting for Tyler. Anticipation heating the blood in her veins.

What was he doing? She padded over to the window

and stared out.

Had she made a mistake in telling him? She tilted

her head. No, she didn’t. Tyler wasn’t one to run from her fantasy. Besides

that was the mild one.

Strong hands captured her arms and pulled them

behind her back. “Don’t move.”

Excitement snaked through her body. She hadn’t

even heard him come into the room. “Let me go.” She tugged.

“Not going to happen.”

Then the fabric was being looped around her

wrists and tied. It was tight enough she couldn’t get them free, but not so

tight that it hurt. His chest pressed against her back as he reached around and

began undoing her blouse.

“What are you doing?” She made sure her voice had

a slight wobble to it, even though she was more excited than afraid.

“What do you think?”

Becca started to take a step away, but he caught

her around the waist. “Be still, woman. We’re going to do this my way.” Her

blouse was undone and his fingers found the clasp of her bra.

Becca’s heart sped up. “Please, stop.” Not that

she meant it, and she knew Tyler wouldn’t stop unless she said her safe word.

Her breasts sprung free and she squirmed, trying

to find a way to escape. Tyler’s hand hit her ass, it stung but it didn’t hurt

that much. “Ouch.”

“Let me tell you how this is going to go.” His

palms covered her breasts, massaging them. “You’re mine for the afternoon. I

know your boyfriend is working and you’re all alone.”

“Don’t hurt me,” she whimpered softly, her pussy

creaming.

“I have no intention of hurting you. A little

pain maybe.” He pinched her nipples, and a moan escaped from her lips. “You can’t

escape me and if you try, I will punish you.”

Becca nodded, her body was trembling with

excitement.

“Good girl.”

He placed something over her eyes, and she cried

out when her world went dark.

“Easy.” His breath brushed her ear. “I can’t have

you identify me to the police, now can I.”

Becca bit her lower lip. Tyler was really taking

the fantasy to heart. She knew he wouldn’t hurt her, but without her sight…She

hadn’t expected this.

“I’m going to release your hands. Let them fall

to your sides and do not run.”

Breathing shallow, her hands slid to her sides.

Then Tyler’s fingers trailed over her collarbone to her shoulders, where he

pushed the fabric of her blouse and bra away.

“So pretty,” he whispered. His fingers slipped

beneath the waistband of her shorts. She squirmed against him.

“Be still.” He hit her ass again. And unable to

help herself, she wiggled again.

“Ah, Becca, you’re making me think you want to be

punished.”

Cool air touched her thighs as he stripped her

shorts and underwear off in one quick motion.

“No, please.” She tried to keep in character,

even though she was wet for Tyler, wanted him to plunge himself into her hard and

fast.

“You will please me.”

He lifted her into his arms and she cried out.

Then she was falling. Her back hit the mattress and she almost sighed.

He was there then, straddling her waist,

gathering her wrists and pulling them over her head. Something furry touched

her left wrist first, then her right one. Her mouth opened, trying to pull more

air into her lungs. Her wrists were pulled and her arms stretched. She tugged.

“You can’t get away.” His breath flowed over her

face.

The mattress dipped. Becca strained to hear him.

Fabric touched her left ankle and she jumped, he was restraining her, that

shouldn’t be a surprise.

“No,” she squirmed, trying to dislodge the

restraints. But he was faster, tightening them. She tried to keep her legs from

parting, but he was good. Cool air hit her pussy and her ass.

“I set this up days ago, putting the restraints

under your mattress, and hiding them until you were ready for me.” His calming

voice floated over to her.

How could he be so damn calm? She was so aroused,

one touch and she’d probably climax.

“Now that you’re at my mercy, what shall I do?”

Becca bit her lip, listening to him prowl around

the room. What was he up to? God, she hated not being able to see.

“What do we have here?” His voice held a note of

surprise, and she wondered what he was seeing. “My little victim is a closet

slut, is she?”

He made a tsking sound, but he wasn’t close to

the bed.

“All these toys, what fun we’re going to have

this afternoon.”

He was at the cabinet. Oh, my, what was he

picking out? She rotated her head, trying to shift whatever he had tied over

her eyes. But it didn’t move.

“Your body is flushed, are you hot?”

Becca’s heart jumped as he spoke the words in her

ear. When had he returned to the bed?

“Let’s see if I can cool you down. Can’t have you

coming too soon.”

Something clink. Her back arched as ice touched

her breasts. Her nipples reacted to the coldness; they stiffened. “Ahhh.”

“Very good,” he whispered, trailing the ice down

between her breasts to her stomach. The cold made her shiver but cooled down

her overheated skin. There was the clinking again and she sucked in a breath.

The ice circled her navel, moving lower. Oh, he

wouldn’t.

He ran the ice down her slit and her hips bucked.

“You can’t hold still, can you?” There was laughter

in his voice.

“I’ll get even,” she said.

“I look forward to it.” He plunged a piece of ice

into her core. Her pussy tightened in response to the cold.

Becca’s mouth opened, but she didn’t cry out. She

wouldn’t give him the satisfaction.

“Now that I’ve cooled you down a bit…”

She strained to hear anything because it was

driving her crazy that she couldn’t see what he was doing. “Remove the

blindfold.”

“Not a chance.” When his cool fingers took one

nipple between them, her body jumped again.

“Such nice, big nipples,” he said, pinching and

pulling them.

When he snapped the first clamp on her, she

couldn’t stop the cry that left her lips. She bit her lip, so only a small

whimper emerged when he clamped the other one.

But there was something different; she could feel

it. Something like metal rested between her breasts, almost like a small chain.

“Shit,” she cried out as Tyler tugged.

“Nipple chain,” he said, his lips caressing her

stomach, as his fingers covered her mound.

Becca twisted, but she couldn’t get free of the

restraints.

Then he plunged two fingers into her moist pussy.

“So wet, so hot.” His breath fanned her stomach,

then his cool cheek was lying against her stomach.

“You’re so wide open for me,” he continued. “That’s

why I like these restraints. I can spread your legs far apart and see all your

secrets.” He adjusted his fingers within her. “Feel my fingers inside you, your

pussy sucking them greedily.”

A third joined the other two and Becca moaned

feeling her body stretch to accept him.

“So pretty,” he whispered. “Your pussy is

flushed, and your clit is sticking up begging for some attention. Shall I give

it some?”

Something cool and round pressed against her

clit. An egg? A vibration bullet? She sucked in a deep breath in anticipations.

“Tyler?”

“My pussy,” he whispered as he lifted his head

off her stomach. The object on her clit shifted, and then returned with more

pressure than before.

Her hips rose, actually pressing toward it and

his fingers.

“Ah, my beautiful slut, are you ready?”

She opened her mouth, but no words emerged. Tyler

turned on the vibrator he’d put against her clit. Instinctively she tried to

close her legs, but she couldn’t. She shifted her hips again, seeking more

contact.

“Let’s see how long my slut can last.”

Those words sent a shiver of arousal from her

toes all the way to her head. The mattress shifted once again, and he began

plunging his fingers in and out of her pussy, the pressure of the vibrator

against her clit constant. Her nipples throbbed in time with the pulsing on her

clit.

“You’re going to come, baby, when I tell you to.

You see, I’ve got a bullet on your clit, and it’s going to keep vibrating until

you’ve come. But I’m going to control that as well.”

Becca wondered what he meant. His fingers were

stroking her, but at a leisurely pace, not too fast but not too slow. The

bullet was on low, enough to make her squirm but not enough to make her come.

Oh crap, he wasn’t kidding when he said he was going to torment her this

afternoon.

She ground her teeth together as he increased the

speed of the bullet and fought for control. But each time she got close to

coming, he’d turn the vibrator down and rest his fingers inside her, then start

building the tension all over again.

Becca wasn’t sure how much time passed, but her

body was on fire. Tyler was playing her like a well-tuned piano. Sweat beaded

her body, her pussy contracted around his fingers, her hips pressing against

them. Her head tossed against the pillows.

“Are you getting close, baby?”

She couldn’t take it. “I need to come,” she

panted.

“Of course you do.” Though she couldn’t believe

it, the vibrations in the bullet increased.

Her hips bucked, her pussy fluttered and her

stomach tightened. “Tyler,” she cried, thrashing against the mattress.

“That’s it, baby.”

Impossible, but Becca swore the bullet was turned

higher. Tyler’s fingers plunged in and out of her, then he curved them.

“Now,” he said, touching her G-spot, and pulling

the chain between her breasts.

Becca cried out as her body exploded. From

nipples to her clit, every nerve ending blew at once. She was flying apart and

loving every second of it.

Tyler studied her face as she climaxed. God, she

was so beautiful. Her pussy tightened and released against his fingers. He

turned down the bullet until it rested quietly against her clit.

Becca lay limp against the sheet, her chest

rising and falling rapidly. Her body was covered in a fine sweat. He pulled his

fingers from her pussy and was met with a sucking sound that made him smile. He

removed the bullet, and then slid up her body. The clamps were going to set her

off again.

Getting into position, he took the first clamp

off, his mouth closing over the torrid tip. She arched off the mattress. He

waited, then removed the other clamp and placed his mouth over it. Again, she

cried out and arched. Finally she collapsed against the mattress. Tyler stood

staring at her flushed body. She couldn’t be more beautiful than she was at

that moment, in the rosy glow of multiple climaxes.

A grin slipped over his lips. There would be more

of those. He strode into the bathroom, cleaned up the toys, then walked back

into the bedroom.

“Hummmm.”

He bathed her, wiping the sweat from her body and

bathing her pussy. Once he was done, he dried her off, tossing the towel and

washcloth back into the bathroom.

“Release me,” she said.

“I’m not done yet.”

Her body stiffened, but she didn’t say a word.

Leaning over, he blew out a breath teasing her

skin. “Remember, I said all afternoon.”

A groan left her lips.

Maneuvering around the bed, he picked up the

lube.

Becca fought against the urge to squirm as she

waited for Tyler. Then his cool wet fingers touched her ass.

Oh, brother. The first digit slipped in,

spreading lube, and then slipping out. Then in again with more lube. Becca was

withering in pleasure against the mattress.

There was a pause. Something pushed against her

ass. Taking a deep breath, she relaxed her internal muscles.

“Good, baby,” Tyler said. “I’ve put the medium

butt plug into you and it will stay there the rest of the day.”

Becca wet her lips. Already her body temperature

was rising due to the damn plug.

“Now, let’s see what else I can find to play

with.”

Unable to help herself, she groaned. She was at

his mercy and damned if she wasn’t getting more and more wet for him.

“Do your best,” she whispered.

“Oh I will.”

****

Becca woke in Tyler’s arms. She laid there for a

moment, enjoying the warmth of his body around hers, his coarse hair brushing

against her skin, and his breath teasing her nerves.

“Good morning,” he said, his lips nuzzling her

neck.

“Morning.” She closed her eyes, letting herself

feel him. His cock pressed against her butt.

“I don’t know how you can be hard this morning.”

He’d played with her all afternoon, finally releasing her from her bonds so

they could eat dinner. Then they’d fucked half the damn night, and now he was

fully erect once again, and aroused. It wasn’t fair. How could he affect her

like this? Her libido had never been this active before.

“I’m in a state of perpetual erection around you.”

His lips captured hers for a soul-deep kiss, one that curled her toes and made

the blood sing in her veins with arousal.

He broke the kiss and rolled out of bed. “Shower

and breakfast are the order of the day.”

Becca winced when she stood.

“Sore?” Tyler was at her side in a second.

“A bit.” She stretched, muscles protesting. “Someone

did keep me tied up for a long time yesterday.”

“Yes, but he also massaged the aches and pains

away.” He guided her into the bathroom.

An hour later, Becca glanced at Tyler over her

coffee cup. Breakfast was done and they were sitting enjoying another cup of

coffee before they attended another lecture.

Their time was coming to an end, and she couldn’t

believe how quickly it had flown. She also knew that what she was feeling for

Tyler was more than lust.

“What’s on the agenda for today?” she asked. For

the life of her, she couldn’t remember what today’s topic was.

“Lecture.” He grinned at her.

“I know that, I can’t remember which one.”

His grin grew wider. “I think I’ll let it be a

surprise then.” He stood. “Come on, I want to get you ready for it.”

Becca’s teeth sank into her lip. Get her ready?

She dragged her feet as she followed him into the bedroom. So this was why he

wouldn’t let her dress after her shower.

Tyler strode over to the cabinet and pulled out

the lube, the butt plug, and an unusual looking piece of fabric.

Becca swallowed, hard.

“Nothing too strenuous today,” Tyler said,

placing the items on the nightstand.

“Yeah, right.”

“Come here and bend over. Hands on the mattress.”

Her body was already getting wet and damn if

every neuron in her brain fired up with excitement. Once she was in position,

Tyler lifted her robe.

“Such a nice ass.” His palms caressed the globes.

“Tomorrow I’m going to enjoy making it blush. Would you like that?”

His lubed index finger slipped into her ass.

“Oh yes,” she said without thinking.

“Good.” A second finger joined the first. Tyler

twisted them and she pressed her ass back against his fingers, her body humming

with excitement.

The wide tip of the plug nudged against her ass,

then he pushed. The plug slipped in and she knew this was the large plug. Every

inch of her ass was stuffed full, causing delicious shivers of arousal to dance

in her pussy.

Tyler lowered her robe and Becca straightened, a

little moan escaping her lips. “Damn, that fills me up.”

“It should. Think how it’s going to feel to have

my cock filling your ass.”

Another groan left her lips as Tyler picked up

the next item.

“Your panties for the day.” He held the funny

looking fabric.

“Ah, Tyler.”

His index finger covered her lips. “Trust me.” He

slipped the robe from her shoulders, leaving her naked.

Tyler kneeled in front of her, holding the

panties out. “Step into them.”

Becca sighed, but did as he asked. As he stood,

Tyler pulled them up over her legs and thighs, until the elastic settled on her

waist.

“Now widen your stance.”

Becca opened her legs as Tyler kneeled again. He

adjusted the back, and she couldn’t help but squirm when he touched the butt

plug. His fingers brushed her mound. Her hips flexed. But he didn’t take the

hint; instead he fiddled with the front of the panties.

Becca looked down, but his dark head blocked her

view.

He brushed her clit before the fabric settled

against her clit, then Tyler stood.

“Now you can get dressed. Maybe a big shirt,

since you won’t be able to wear a bra.”

Becca took a step and…“What have you done? With

each step something hard brushed her clit and of course with the plug in her

ass, it aroused her that much more.

“Just a nice dildo and clit teaser to keep you

aroused.”

Hands on hips she glared at him. “If I have to

wear these toys today, I only think it’s fair that you wear something, too.”

Carefully she strode over to the cabinet.

What could she do to him?

Tyler’s heat surrounded her. “Your pleasure, not

mine,” he whispered.

Spying a cock harness, she lifted it and held it

up to Tyler. “Wear this for me.”

Tyler let out a groan. “What? You think I’m not

going to stay hard?”

Becca smiled. “You’ll stay hard all right,

especially with that on.” She pushed off his robe, her fingers finding his

rock-hard cock. Carefully, she put the cock harness on him, making sure the

Velcro straps around the base of his cock were not too tight. Then she caressed

his balls, before making sure they too were encased in the fabric. She licked

him, tasting his salty essence before rising back up.

“I wonder which one of us will come first.”

“You will.” He sauntered across the room to get

his clothes.

“Oh, really.” She pulled on a light pair of

shorts, and a large shirt. Looking down the shirt somewhat disguised the fact

she wasn’t wearing a bra. Tyler’s idea was a good one.

“Yes, really. You will climax before I do.”

“Want to bet?” Becca didn’t know where the words

came from.

Tyler regarded her for a moment. Then a sexy grin

spread over his face and she didn’t like the gleam in his eyes.

“Whichever one of us orgasms first, the other

gets to pick what they’re going to do to that person.”

“Within limits.”

He nodded. “Within limits.”

“Deal.”

Tyler’s grin grew wider. “Never bet unless you’re

sure you’re going to win.”

“I will win.”

Tyler chuckled and finished dressing.

“You’re cheating,” Becca whispered to Tyler ten

minutes later as they sat on the mat in the lecture. Tyler, being the little

devil he was, had put in a vibrating butt plug and clit teaser into the panties

she wore.

“I told you never to bet unless you’re going to

win.”

Becca wiggled. When she made the bet, she was

sure she could hold off her orgasm, but now she wasn’t so sure. Especially

after he flipped the vibrating butt plug on again.

Upon hearing footsteps, she lifted her head, the

vibrations died away and she gave a sigh in relief.

Jared walked into the room. “Good morning,

everyone,” he said, taking a seat on the mat at the front. The Carpenters and

Watsons were both in the class as well.

“Today’s lecture is about ménages, foursomes and

more.”

Becca turned her head sharply and glared at

Tyler, but he ignored her.

“There is nothing wrong with wanting to add a

third or fourth to your relationship.”

“What you need to remember is that you need to

decide as a couple how many people you want to add to your sex life. It can be

just for sex or a more lasting relationship.”

Becca almost jumped off the mat as Tyler started

up the vibrators again. Damn, man.

****

“So do you want to add a third?” Tyler asked her

when they arrived back at her cabin.

“Right now I want to kill you.” Becca faced him

and punched her finger into his chest.

“Oh.”

She hopped back as he turned the toys on again.

“Damn it, Tyler.” Her knees were already

trembling from the force of her first climax as they walked back to the cabin

and now another one was building.

“I told you, you’d come first.” He gathered her

to him and kissed her, and tremors of pleasure took over.

“Okay, so you won the bet. Turn them off, please.”

Tyler hit the remote in his pocket and she let

out a sigh, hoping she could keep her control in place.

“I need a drink.” She strode into the kitchen and

pulled a soda out of the fridge.

Tyler joined her when she sat at the table. “You

told me at the beginning that you’d thought about a ménage.”

Becca nodded, unsure anymore of what she wanted.

So much had changed in the last few days; it was almost if she didn’t know

herself anymore. In a way that was true. Tyler had brought out her sensual

side, the side she kept hidden from the world. And at the same time he’d shown

her a part of himself, a part that he had kept hidden.

“Are you willing to try one?”

“I don’t know.” And that was the truth. “Are you

talking a man or woman?”

“Man.” His answer was quick and firm.

Becca shifted on her chair, she wasn’t sure if

she could picture herself with any of the other couples there. “You obviously

have someone in mind.”

“Jared.”

Becca almost fell off her chair. “But you said

you don’t get involved with clients.”

“Jared is my friend, as you are.” Tyler reached

across the table and took her hand.

“When he found out I was alone—”

“He allowed me to be your partner,” Tyler

finished. “Jared and I don’t get involved with the people who come to the

ranch. You’re different.”

“Have you asked Jared?” How did she really feel

about this? Jared was good looking, and muscular, but she didn’t know him that

well. It came down to trust, and she trusted Tyler. If he trusted Jared, then

she could, but still…Oh my, how much she’d changed during this week.

“No.”

“Tell me, who would Jared be…” Becca couldn’t get

the word out. Why now? She’d never had a problem before.

“He’d fuck you.” Tyler’s fingers tightened around

her. “In the ass, or you could just suck him off. Your choice, Becca. I know

you wanted to try, and I want you to have the chance.”

“I need to think about it.” Two men loving her

was a very big step.

“Fair enough. I’ll need an answer tonight.”

“Not a problem.”

“Good. Now, are you ready for your afternoon

lesson?”

Becca tilted her head. “Bring it on.”

Tyler had watched Becca’s face carefully when he

asked her about the ménage. Whether she realized it or not, she was aroused

about adding a third and that third being Jared. He adjusted his afternoon

plans in his mind.

“Since I won the bet, you have to pay the

forfeit.”

“I still say you cheated.”

“I used all the weapons I had available.” He

stood and held his hand out to her.

“Very effective weapons.” She took his hand and

he led her through the bedroom into the bathroom and started filling the tub.

Stripping her clothing off, he removed the plug and dildo from her body.

“Take a nice relaxing bath while I prepare the

bedroom.”

“Why don’t I like the sound of that?” She climbed

into the tub, sighing as she sank down into the warm water.

Tyler chuckled. “Just think about everything you’ve

learned over the past few days, because we’re going to be covering every topic

this afternoon.”

He turned and strode out of the room. This

afternoon was going to be a test of his endurance, but he didn’t mind. Until he

had Becca’s agreement, he couldn’t make plans for tomorrow, although he’d

already reserved one of the special cabins for them. He hoped she would make

the right decision. Actually, he knew she would.

Knowing he needed more room than what they had in

the bedroom, and he wanting this afternoon to be as close as to what their

special cabin would be like.

Striding into the living room, he began moving

the furniture out of the way. Then he carried The Liberator into the room,

arranged it and the extra pieces to his satisfaction. Back in the bedroom, he

pulled out the toys he wanted to use. Once they were arranged within his reach,

he filled a warming bowl with water, and pulled out a couple of towels and

washcloths. He opened the porch doors as the fresh air would be good for them.

Surveying everything, Tyler nodded.

He strode back into the bedroom. And there he

stripped, but left the Velcro cock strap on. Not that he needed it to keep him

hard, but it reminded him for the need for control. His hand slid down his dick

and back up again.

A feminine sigh floated over to him. “I’ve never

seen a man stroke himself before.”

“I’ll rectify that, but later.” He crossed over

to her. “May I braid your hair?”

Becca tilted her head. “Sure.”

He snagged the brush off the counter and one of

the ties she used to keep her hair back with, and returned to the bedroom.

Striding to the bed, Tyler grabbed several pillows, flopped down onto the

mattress, and dropped pillows on the floor.

“For you to sit on,” he said when he noticed the

gleam in her eyes.

“I think you need attention, first.” She knelt on

the pillows.

His cock jumped at her nearness. “Later.”

“That’s always your answer, later.”

Tyler grinned, and gripped her shoulders. “Sit.”

“I’m not a dog.” She flopped down on her butt.

“Of course not,” he said, pulling the brush

through her light brown hair. Silk. It was just like silk. Within minutes he

had her hair in a braid. “All done.”

Her hand rose and ran down the length of her

hair. “Where did you learn to do that?” she asked turning to face him on her

knees.

Tyler closed his eyes against the pain reflected

in them. “I used to do it for my mom when she became too sick to do it for

herself.”

“Oh, Tyler.” Becca’s lips touched his, lightly. “I’m

glad you were there for her.”

They’d talked the other night and Tyler had

explained his mother had died from cancer several years ago.

“So am I.” Their gazes clashed when he opened his

eyes. He helped her rise from her position, then put the brush back into the

bathroom.

Striding back over to Becca, he untied her robe

and slid it from her body, revealing her creamy skin. He tossed the robe onto

the chair, took her hand and led her into the living room. Her eyes widened

when she took in what he’d done.

“Your safe word is Tomato,” he said and she

nodded. “I’m your Dom now, so you will do as I say.”

Her head turned and her mouth opened. Then she

shut it and gave a sharp nod.

“Good girl. Remember the safe word is the only

thing that will make me stop, nothing else.”

“I understand.”

“Good, go to The Liberator chaise and lay on your

stomach.”

Tyler watched Becca carefully. Her gaze found the

toys on the table, he could see the slight tremor go through her body. He didn’t

know if was from excitement or anticipation as she lay down.

He knelt and picked up the warming gel, and

poured it into his palms. Then he started massaging her. After giving her a

full-body massage, he rolled her back onto her stomach and slipped her wrists

into the restraints.

Reaching over, he picked up the velvet whip. The

straps were covered with velvet fur. It might sting a bit, but it would warm

her up. Raising his hand, he brought the whip down on her right ass cheek.

She cried out in surprise, and then he hit her

left cheek. Tyler continued until her ass was rosy and her breathing labored.

Picking up the oil, he caressed her ass with it until she was wiggling.

“Up on your knees,” he ordered, pleased that she

didn’t protest.

Lubing up his finger, he slid it into her ass.

She let out a groan.

“Tell me what you’re feeling.”

“Your finger. Sliding in and out of my ass.” Her

words were breathless.

“What else?” He slipped a second finger into her

ass.

“My pussy is dripping wet with need for you.”

“Good.” He slipped a third finger into her and

she tightened around him.

“Don’t come, Becca,” he ordered, giving her ass a

swat with his free hand.

“Tease,” she said, wiggling her ass.

He swatted her again, then picked up the plug he

wanted. As he slipped his fingers free, he pushed the plug in.

Her back arched, her breath whooshing out of her.

Tyler slid his fingers down to her pussy. She was dripping wet. He slid three

fingers as he began to move the plug in and out of her ass.

“Oh God, Tyler.” Her hips pressed against his

fingers as he teased her ass with the plug. He continued until she was

withering against his touch. “I need to come,” she cried out.

“No. You will not.”

A moan left her lips as he continued to torment

her.

She was ready. Pushing the plug back into her

ass, he slipped his arm around her waist. His fingers left her pussy. He needed

to take her now.

She screamed when he thrust his entire length

into her pussy on the first stroke.

Holding still, he let her adjust to his invasion.

Her ass was pressed against him, and when her pussy began tightening around his

dick, he pulled back, then surged into her.

He kept this up, until she turned her head and

stared at him. He stared back, clenching his teeth.

“You’re still wearing the harness.”

“Yes.” The Velcro cock harness would keep his own

climax from overwhelming him.

“But Tyler—” She groaned as he sunk balls deep

within her and she tightened around him.

“You are not to come yet.”

She shook her head and dropped forehead against

the headrest. Switching the arm that held her around the waist, Tyler picked up

the remote. She bucked against him as he turned on the butt plug vibrator.

“You’re going to kill me,” she whispered, jerking

against the restraint.

“We’re only getting started.”

She groaned and he grinned. Cradling the remote

in between his fingers, he put both arms under her waist. “Here we go,” he

said, and he began fucking her harder and faster, his balls slapping her pussy

with each thrust. And her pussy tightened around his cock more and more. Her

body bucked against his and he turned the vibrator up again.

“Yes, oh yes, Tyler.” Her head thrashed from side

to side.

Her words were sweet magic to his ears. He began

to thrust fast, and her stomach tightened beneath his forearms. She was to the

point of no return.

And he was going to push her over. He turned the

vibrating plug on high.

“Come for me, baby.” He pulled his cock all the

way out and thrust back into her. She cried out as her body spasmed around him.

His balls tightened but he willed back his own climax. He rode out the tremors

shaking her body, and then he turned the vibrator off. Gently he slipped from

her, and laid her down on her stomach.

She was panting. A small moan left her lips when

he removed the butt plug.

Tyler dipped the washcloth into the warm water.

“That feels good,” she said, as he bathed sweat

and lube from her body.

“Good.” When he finished, he dried her body off,

then slipped her wrists from their restraints.

Becca lay there, not moving and Tyler chuckled.

“Turn over.”

She glared at him but rolled onto to her back. He

put her wrists back into the restraints, but this time tightened them and moved

to her feet.

“Raise your hips,” he said. He was pleased that

she didn’t hesitate. He slipped the wedge beneath her and adjusted until he was

satisfied. The biggest part of the wedge was cradling her lower back, as it tapered

down; her shoulders took some of weight. Going to her feet, he pushed one thigh

open. He tightened the foot restraint, and then did the same with the other

leg.

He looked at her. She was wide open to him. “Are

you in pain anywhere?”

She shook her head, but Tyler wasn’t convinced. “Becca,”

he said softly and her gazed locked with his. “This is a serious question, don’t

say no if something is hurting you. I need to make sure you’re comfortable in

this position.”

“I’m fine, Tyler. Really.” The answer was in her

eyes. Excitement—not fear or pain.

“All right. Do you know how good you look being

so open to me?” He knelt between her legs and removed the harness around his

groin.

She licked her lips when he tossed it aside and

leaned over her. “Now, my sweet, I’m going to taste you until you go wild.”

He lowered his mouth. And within minutes, Becca

had come again. Tyler smiled; now for a new toy.

Becca cracked her eyes open and then wished she

hadn’t. “You’ve got to be kidding me.”

“Nope.”

She watched him strap on a dildo, it sat right

below his cock, now he had two of them. “And what are you planning to do?” As

if she didn’t already know.

“Fuck you.”

He lubed up the dildo, then positioned himself at

her openings. His cock at her pussy, the dildo at her ass.

Her arms jerked in the restraints, not because

she was afraid, but because she wanted to touch him, to hold him, while he took

her this way. Then his hips flexed forward and her mouth dropped open.

Moisture dripped from her pussy and her ass

opened as he pressed forward. Oh. Dear. God. Her breath whooshed out of her

lungs as he fully seated himself.

She could feel the two cocks rubbing against each

other and a thrill shot through her nerve endings. “Is this how it will be with

Jared?”

“Better.” He laid his forehead against hers, his

hot breath brushing against her skin. Then he moved.

Becca let out a moan. “How could it be better?”

She forced the words out as he sank into her pussy and ass once again. Her body

tightened around both cocks—she couldn’t stop it.

“Trust me, it will be.”

“Okay, I—” Then every coherent thought left her

mind as he began to fuck her and she loved every second of it.

****

Becca curled into Tyler’s embrace. They’d eaten

dinner sent down from the main house and were now cuddling in her bed.

The afternoon had taken her higher and further

than she’d ever been. Tyler tested her boundaries, and then some.

And she’d loved every second of it with him.

Never had she been so satisfied or so loved.

“How are you feeling?” Tyler asked, his palms

skimming over her lower back.

“Wonderful.” She tilted her head up from where it

lay on his chest. “About tomorrow.”

“You’re choice, Becca.”

“You always say that.”

“Because it’s true. It can just be us or a

threesome it’s all up to you.”

After Tyler double penetrated her, a shiver

worked its way up from her toes to her head, she’d liked the feeling of

fullness and the pleasure…oh yes, the pleasure was indescribable.

“Do you think Jared will agree?” she asked.

“Yes.”

Becca swallowed her excitement. She wanted to experience

everything. “All right, I want to try.”

Tyler’s lips covered hers. “I promise you won’t

regret it.”

“I know I won’t.”

“Jared and I will worship your body tomorrow. I

set up one of the special cabins for us.”

“Just how special?” When she’d read about them,

the brochure only said they were available for couples who wanted more

adventure than their cabins could provide.

“Special for us.” He brushed his mouth against

hers. “How long do you want Jared with us?”

“I’m not sure what you mean.”

“I mean, do you want him there the whole day,

half the day, just long enough to take your ass?”

Becca squirmed against his body. “I hadn’t really

thought about it.” She gazed up at Tyler. “I’d like some time alone with you at

first, but I’m thinking not long, otherwise I’m liable to chicken out.”

“No, you won’t. You took everything I had to give

today and then some. Tomorrow we’ll push your boundaries further.”

She smiled. “I’m sure the two of you will.”

“With that in mind…” He slid her from him and

onto the mattress then stood.

“Are you leaving?”

“Yes.” He pulled on his clothes. “It’s almost

eight, and you need to rest. If I stay, we won’t be sleeping.”

Sitting up, she stared at Tyler.

“There are some things I want you to know.”

“Okay.” Becca slipped on her robe and crossed the

room.

“Tomorrow I’ll be in full Master mode.”

“And you weren’t today?” He was pretty commanding

all afternoon.

“I’ll be so more tomorrow, and so will Jared. I’ll

give Jared the safe word so he’ll be aware. I won’t ask tomorrow if you’re

comfortable or if something is bothering you. You’ll have to tell me.”

“I can do that.”

“It also means when Jared or I tell you

something, you do it. No questions, no hesitation.”

“Fine.” She could do that, couldn’t she? Be under

the command of two virile males? Yes, she could. Excitement shot through her

body.

“This will be an all day thing, so eat breakfast

before you come to the cabin in the morning. We’ll break for lunch and finish

before dinner.”

Becca nodded, waiting for Tyler to finish. After

spending this week with him, she was beginning to tell when he had something on

his mind.

“Everything you’ve learned this week will be

explored tomorrow. We’ve only skimmed the surface in our afternoons together. I

want you to go into this with your eyes open.”

At that moment, she realized just how important

this was to her. To feel two men loving her body, it was the last step in

freeing the inner sexual woman.

Tomorrow would be another step and she was ready

to fly.

“My eyes are open, Tyler. And I want this.”

His lips tilted up before he brushed a soft kiss

on her mouth.

“We’ll be in cabin two. The path and the cabin

are clearly marked. You are not to masturbate tonight or tomorrow morning. Wear

your robe and slippers, but nothing else. Make sure you braid your hair.”

Anticipation heated her blood and she wondered if

she’d met anyone on the way to the cabin.

“The door will be unlocked. Enter, remove your

robe and slippers. There will be a table. You are to climb on that table, face

down. From that moment on, I’m in control.”

“I understand.” She brushed her fingers over his

forehead. Her heart contracted at his serious tone, his protective instincts

were up and it touched her deeply. “I want to do this Tyler, not just for you

but for myself.”

His hand captured hers and he brought it to his

mouth, kissing her palm. “Until tomorrow.” Dropping her hand, he marched out of

the cabin.