Chapter
Six
Becca swallowed her nervousness when she opened
the cabin door the next morning. She’d done as Tyler requested. No
masturbation, her hair braided and only wearing her robe and slippers. Shutting
the door, her eyes widened at the buffet of sexual items.
So many of them—benches, bars, cabinets, tables.
She could see chains hanging down from the ceiling, on the walls. And then
there were the three open cabinets, filled with vibrators, plugs, lotions. Two
more cabinets stood closed.
“Okay, you can do this,” she reminded herself.
She wanted to do this, to get past the last inhibition lingering within her.
Slipping off her slippers, she undid her robe and hung it up on the hook by the
door.
She shivered in the slightly cool air, then
giggled she wouldn’t be cold for long. The second Tyler touched her she’d be
hot. Boiling hot.
Padding over to the table, she glanced around.
She couldn’t see Tyler anywhere, but he was here, watching her. The table
looked like a massage table. She climbed on and lay down. Placing her face in
the hole at the top, she waited.
It could have been a minute, or five, before she
the sound of the shuffling of feet filled the room. As instructed, she didn’t
shift from her position, no matter how much she wanted to see if it was Tyler.
Fingers trailed up her spine and her body jerked.
“Easy, my pet.”
Becca took a deep breath and let it out. That was
Tyler’s voice.
“Safe word is Tomato.”
“Yes, Master,” she whispered.
“I’m going to prepare you for today. As we have
done all week, you are to talk to me, pet. Tell me how you’re feeling, how hot
you are, how excited you are. Holding back is not allowed today. I want to know
everything.”
“Yes, Master.” She’d learned to voice everything
this week, and today would be no different.
Vanilla filled the air. Then Tyler’s palms were
at her shoulders, massaging.
“Umm, feels good.” And it did—it had almost
become a ritual with him. She loved the full body massages he gave her. By the
time he was done, she was so relaxed she wasn’t sure she could move.
“Time for a shower.” Tyler helped her off the
table. Taking her hand, he led her through another door. It was a bathroom with
a huge glass enclosed shower.
“Let’s fix your hair so it doesn’t get wet.” His
fingers found her braid. He wound it on top of her head and secured it with a
clip. Then he put a shower cap on her. He opened the shower and guided her
through the opening and followed her, shutting the door with a click.
Okay, this wasn’t like any shower she’d ever seen
before. There were water jets everywhere on the main wall, including several
handheld ones, plus several shelves at shoulder height there was soap, shampoo
and a funny looking sponge. Then there were two long benches that ran the
length of the shower on both sides.
Tyler turned to a small panel that was next to
the door. The water started flowing out of the jets, small trickles at first,
then stronger. He reached out, placed his arm under the water and touched the
control panel again.
“Perfect,” he declared. Snagging her around the
waist, he pulled her underneath the water.
“Oh my,” she said. It was like being under
several waterfalls at once. The water not only flowed down from overhead, it
hit her shoulders, lower back, thighs and legs. She was facing Tyler when he
reached behind her. She started to turn her head when he captured her chin.
“No peeking.”
Excitement shot through her. While they’d played
a bit in the shower before, she suspected this was going to be different. Very
different.
Keeping her gaze on his chest, she nodded and
waited.
The sponge touched her shoulder blades, then slid
down her back, caressing her spine, down over her ass. Goosebumps spread over
her skin. He caressed every inch of her backside before starting on her front.
His arm snaked around her waist and she leaned her head back against his
shoulder, his hard cock pressing against her back.
Her gaze met his as he bathed her collarbone,
then to her breasts. She let out a moan as he caressed her sensitive globes.
The sponge started to vibrate as he rubbed it over her nipples, before gliding
to her stomach. There the vibrations were much stronger.
His hand skated down past her stomach to the top
of her mound. “Lift your right leg and put it on the bench.”
It took Becca a minute to understand what Tyler
was saying before she followed his directions.
“You were a little slow.”
“Sorry, Master, it took me a second to understand
your command.”
He grunted, lowering his hand. Her hips shifted
backward as he dived between her thighs. The vibrations seemed particularly
strong now. Tyler slid the sponge from side to side until the soft material
touched her clit. Her pussy tightened and her mouth opened on a breathless moan.
The vibrations caused her to shift her stance as
arousal coursed through her. The slight roughness of the sponge made her clit
throb harder. If he kept that up she was going to come, and while she really
needed to come, she wanted to hold off, until he was pumping his hard cock into
her pussy.
“Be still.” His free hand swatted her wet ass,
and a stinging sensation flowed through her body, directly to her clit. Now the
sponge pressed harder and rotated faster. Her heart sped up; her clit pulsed
with need.
Her pussy tightened and her stomach clenched. She
wasn’t going to be able to hold out.
“I’m going to come.”
“Then come for me baby, come.”
She cried out as her orgasm hit. Before she could
take a breath, the sponge was removed, to be replaced with pulsating water.
Instinctively she started to take a step, but his arm clamped around her waist.
“I said be still,” he growled in her ear.
“But…” Her voice faded away as Tyler’s finger
penetrated her pussy. She pressed her body into his touch and the water tormented
her clit.
“You’re driving me crazy,” she panted.
“That’s my job.” The water hitting her clit,
changed, and Tyler curved his fingers in her pussy and hit her G-spot.
Her scream filled the air. She grabbed onto Tyler’s
arm as her knees shook. He pulled his fingers from her pulsing core, his arm
wrapping around her waist until her body stopped shaking.
Tyler placed the hand held back in its place and
lowered her leg back to the floor. Letting the warm water wash over both of
them until her breathing had returned to normal.
He shut the water off, then opened the door and
guided her out of the shower. Finding the towels on the warming rack, he dried
her body off and removed the shower cap.
He could feel the slight tremors still coursing
through her body. Taking her lips with his, he kissed her long and hard, and
then stepped back.
“Go into the other room and wait for me.”
She opened her mouth, then shut it, he was her
Master and she had to obey. She took a step away from his hard body, then
another. A gasp filled the main room when she saw Jared, naked. He was a bit
bigger than Tyler, and his cock was just as hard.
How was that cock going to feel in her ass? Her
breathing increased as arousal coursed through her body.
“Come here,” said Jared.
Swallowing, Becca went to Jared, her heart
pounding.
“So beautiful,” he said, his fingers coming up to
her breasts, caressing them softly. His touch was different from Tyler’s—maybe
it was because Jared worked in the office rather than outside so he didn’t have
calluses on his hands. He pinched her nipples and she gasped. “And so
responsive.”
“Keep your eyes straight ahead,” he commanded
when she started to look down.
When Jared shifted positions, Becca forced
herself to focus on a spot on the far wall. The air was heavy with
anticipation.
There was a pinch to her right nipple, then her
left. The coldness of a chain rested against her stomach. Nipple clamps nothing
new there, but the chain never trailed down her stomach before.
“So beautiful,” whispered Jared, once again. Then
his hands were at her shoulders, guiding her backwards.
The back of her thighs hit something. Jared
guided her into a sitting position on a hard surface. Her back was slightly
reclined, almost like she was sitting in a reclining chair, and she kept her
gaze neutral as Jared had commanded even as excitement flowed through her.
Jared’s fingers caressed the outside of her
thighs, then down to her ankles. He lifted her leg and placed her foot onto
something, then strapped it in. Cool air teased her pussy. Oh my, stirrups? She
glanced out of the corner of her eye as he lifted her other leg, placed it into
position, and strapped it in the restraint.
Her legs were open, then his hands were at the
inside of her thighs, pressing outward. Taking a deep breath, Becca forced her
muscles to relax. Her thighs were opened wide, and then strapped into place.
Out of curiosity, she tried to move her legs. No such luck.
“Lift your arms over your head.”
She didn’t hesitate. Her arms rose and her wrists
were put into the restraints.
“Damn, you do good work,” said Tyler.
Becca’s gaze clashed with Tyler’s. His eyes held
appreciation.
“I told you to leave it to me,” said Jared.
Tyler marched over to her, and her breath hitched
in her throat. The possessive gleam in his eyes sent a shot of excitement
through her body, and the look told her that she was going to be in for one
hell of a ride.
“Keep your gaze on my face,” he ordered as he
stepped between her wide stretched thighs.
It was hard to keep her lashes from drifting shut
or looking down to see what was happening, as her nipples were tugged by the
nipple clamps. The tugging stopped, but the feeling was still there, as if
something was pulling them down.
“I think these can be a little tighter,” said
Tyler.
Becca’s mouth opened on a groan as the first one
was tightened, then a slight cry as he did the second one. Pleasure coursed
directly to her clit and her pussy creamed.
“That’s better, don’t you think, Jared?”
“Yes, much better. Her body is so responsive,
Tyler.”
Becca gazed into Tyler’s eyes, but he was looking
down, his heat burning her body. His cock was so hard, so hot, pressing against
her core.
“Look down at us, Becca.” Until she glanced down,
she didn’t realize her position allowed her to see everything.
Her legs were restrained wide, her nipples poking
from the clamps that were attached; she followed the chain from the clamps down
to…“Oh my God,” she whispered.
The chain was attached to a cock ring—one that
Tyler now wore.
“Jared, see if she’s wet enough.”
Jared’s fingers pushed into her pussy, feeling
around, spreading her wetness. All the while, Tyler held his cock at her
entrance.
“Oh, yeah she’s wet.”
“Good.”
Jared’s fingers slipped out of her, and Tyler’s
hips flexed, then he plunged halfway into her.
“Ahhh,” she cried out. She strained against the
restraints, wanting to grab onto his shoulders as he rode her. Hard. The
tugging on her nipples increased as Tyler pulled back and plunged forward again
and again. Until he was fully buried in her.
Tyler reached up and tugged the chain. Her back
arched and she let out a moan.
“Remember the rules.”
“Damn it,” she forced the words out between
pants. “You’re going to kill me.”
“Really.” He slipped an inch out of her then back
in, his balls hitting her ass softly.
“Yes. Do you have any idea how it feels to have
you fucking me, and those clamps pulling my nipples at the same time?”
“No. Tell me.” Two inches went out and in this
time.
“It’s erotic, but also arousing. Each tug on my
nipples makes my clit throb and my pussy clench.”
“As it should be.” Now three inches slid out and
back in. Her nipples were pulsing with each stroke. Finally, he pulled all but
the head out and sank back into her. He did it again, deliberate slowness.
Her lashes started to drift shut.
“No!” Tyler yelled, causing her eyes to open
wide. “You will watch, watch us as we fuck you.” With those words, Tyler began
to piston in and out of her. His cock grew shiny with her juices as he fucked
her.
Her nipples stung with each tug. The fluttering
in her stomach started slowly but built fast. She tightened her muscles around
Tyler’s cock.
“I’m going to come,” she said, mouth wide, trying
to get more air into her lungs.
“Then come, baby. Cream all over me.”
Her pussy trembled before her orgasm hit, shaking
her body within the restraints. But Tyler didn’t stop; he rode out her climax
and kept fucking her.
It was difficult to keep her eyes opened, but she
did it. Another climax was building.
“Now, Jared,” said Tyler.
Now what? She wondered for only for a second.
Jared’s palm covered her stomach as his finger dived between her folds.
“Shit,” she cried out when his finger touched her
clit. He had on a finger vibrator. The vibrations shot straight from her clit,
to her pussy, then to her nipples and back again. It was like an electric
charge arching between her pleasure points.
“Come for us baby,” said Tyler.
And she did. Her body shook as another climax
hit, and as she was coming down from it, Tyler smiled and nodded.
Jared pressed down on her clit when Tyler gave
one last thrust into her clenching pussy. Fighting for breath, she wasn’t
prepared when the nipple clamps were removed and their warm mouths covered her
breasts.
Becca screamed as her hips bucked in the
restraints, her body shook and she tugged at the restraints. Her pussy
tightened around Tyler’s cock, trying to milk him.
After what seemed like hours, her body stopped
shaking and calmed from her multiple orgasms. Jared had removed his finger at
some point, but Becca didn’t know when.
She’d closed her eyes. But Tyler was still deep
within her, like steel.
“Open your eyes.”
Forcing her lashes up, she saw Tyler pull his
engorged cock from her. Her pussy clenched as if it wanted to hold on to him,
but he slipped out of her. Her juices drenched his cock and dripped to the floor.
“So beautiful.” Tyler kissed her lips before
stepping back.
Jared was there again. With a washcloth, he
bathed her pussy, and then dried the sweat on her body as Tyler tended to
himself. Together they released her from the restraints, massaging her limbs
until they were sure she could stand. Each man praising her beauty, her
openness as the pressed kisses over her face, neck and shoulders. Once they had
her on her feet, they pushed the recliner out of the way.
She wondered what they had in mind next. And how
much she could take? She’d already come, what? Three, or was it four times?
They brought out a curved overstuffed fabric
covered chair. Tyler held out his hand, and Becca took it. He drew her to him. “Lay
down on your back.”
Tyler positioned her they way he wanted, her
upper body resting on the biggest curve of the chair and her head tilted back
so if she wanted to see what they were doing she’d have to lift her head. She
felt the restraints being fastened around her feet, spreading her legs wide once
again. But this time they left her hands free.
Something cool teased her ass. Tyler was
spreading lube around and she bit her lip when there was pressure against her
anus. Breathing out, she relaxed her muscles. The toy slipped in, then out,
then in. Her body readily accepted it and she wondered what would happen next.
She wanted everything they had to give her. Whatever the toy was, it didn’t
feel like a plug. Finally it could go no further.
She breathed out a sigh of relief and
concentrated on her breathing.
Tyler came into her line of sight. “You have a
choice to make. Jared can fuck you while you suck me off, or I can fuck you
while you suck him off.”
Becca turned her head to see Jared waiting off to
the side, his cock engorged. “I want to suck Jared.” And she did. She wanted to
experience having a man in her mouth while Tyler fucked her.
Tyler leaned down and kissed her, then Jared took
his place in front of her. The way she was positioned, his cock was level with
her mouth.
Her mouth opened wide, a squeal emerging when
Tyler filled her on the first thrust. Then Jared was there, his cock nudging
her lips. She licked the head, tasting his essences. It was different from
Tyler’s. Jared was a bit more salty, but no less exciting.
Jared slid into her mouth as Tyler started to
fuck her. Becca lifted her hand and caressed Jared’s balls.
God, she never imagined she’d enjoy two men like
this, but she did. She wanted to make these two men come; she wanted them on
their knees shaking as they had her shaking.
Soon the room was filled with the scent of sex
and passion. Her climax was building once again as Tyler’s cock slid in and out
of her pulsing pussy. Delicious arousal flowed through her body, making her
nerves dance in pleasure as he fucked her.
But she didn’t want to be the first to come. She
concentrated on Jared, caressing his cock with her tongue, sucking him deep and
hard.
“I’m going to come,” said Jared, his neck flexing
as he threw his head back.
His essences filled Becca’s mouth and she
swallowed him, allowing him to rest inside her mouth until he was finished.
Jared pulled free from her mouth breathing hard.
Then he covered her lips with his, kissing her deeply.
Tyler picked up speed. Her orgasm would hit soon.
All at once his fingers were at her ass and…the toy he put there pulsed to
life.
Her hips arched up as he slammed into her. That
was all it took. Her climax ripped through her body as Tyler spilled himself
into her convulsing pussy.
Jared lifted her upper body, and Tyler captured
her mouth with his as their bodies trembled with their shared orgasms. When
they broke apart, harsh breathing filled the room for several minutes, before
the men released her legs, and bathed her body again, before cleaning
themselves up.
And so the day continued, they broke for lunch,
and started all over again. And the whole time Becca wondered how she’d be able
to leave Tyler tomorrow. It was more than sex—they were connecting on emotional
level as well.
By late afternoon, she wasn’t sure how much more
she could take. Her body didn’t hurt, but every touch from one of them on her
sensitized skin practically made her come.
They were arranging something connected into the
ceiling while she rested on the makeshift bed. Tyler strode over to her and
held out a hand.
Placing hers in his, he helped her from the
mattress. He led her over to a swing-like contraption. She glanced up at Tyler’s
face.
“Now is the time, baby. I’m going to fuck your
pussy and Jared is going to fuck your ass.”
This was what she’d been waiting for. Together
they positioned her in the swing and fastened the Velcro around her legs and
hips so she was cradled off the floor, supported by the swing, but yet open for
them to do whatever they wanted.
Tyler tossed Jared a foil packet, and she relaxed
a bit. Condom. The lube was tossed next. Jared’s fingers were cool as they
teased her ass, pressing one finger into her, then two. Then his fingers were
removed and the head of his cock replaced them.
Becca didn’t need any instructions. Her gaze
connected with Tyler’s.
“Ready?” he asked.
She nodded. Tyler leaned into her body, bracing
her so Jared could get into her ass.
She sucked in a breath as Jared pushed into her
ass. He was bigger than Tyler, but not so big she couldn’t take him. Sweat
broke out on her body as Jared worked himself into her. The initial burning
sensation was fading and when he buried himself to the hilt her mouth opened on
a gasp.
Tyler took her lips in a deep hard kiss, his
mouth devouring hers. His fingers found her clit, in seconds her clit was pulsing
hot, like it had never been before.
“Tyler?” she asked.
He grinned down at her. “Just some warming gel to
make the experience more intense,” he said before taking his position.
Jared was at her back, holding her hips steady as
Tyler worked his way into her pussy.
Her mouth fell open. Oh, dear God, she’d never
experienced anything like this. Even when Tyler fucked her and used a dildo on
her ass. The pressure was almost unbearable as Tyler pressed forward then
retreated. The heat in her clit was growing and she tried to squirm closer to
Tyler, but Jared held her tight.
“Oh, God, Tyler, fuck me.” Her hand slid toward
her clit.
Tyler grabbed her wrist before it could make
contact and she cried out.
“No touching yourself.” He grunted as he slid
another inch into her.
How much more? She glanced down at where they
were connected. And wished she hadn’t. There was still about three inches of
Tyler left. She wasn’t going to survive if he didn’t start fucking her.
“Please, fuck me. Get that cock into me. I can’t stand
this.”
“I don’t want to hurt you, baby.”
“You won’t. Please Tyler, you’re killing me. I
need you, I need you now.”
“Soon.”
Becca closed her eyes and let her head rest back
on Jared’s shoulder.
Jared’s lips caressed her neck, licking and
sucking lightly at her skin.
“Get ready, Jared,” Tyler said.
Tyler pulled back, then…
She cried out as he seated himself fully into her
pussy.
Two men, two hard cocks. One in her ass and one
in her pussy. She was so full, stretched beyond what she imagined she could take.
And she wanted more. She wanted to be taken.
“Take me, now,” she whispered.
Tyler glanced at Jared and nodded. Jared pulled
back, her ass clenching at his cock, then as he slid in, Tyler pulled out.
A moan escaped her lips as the two found the
right sequence.
“Fuck me,” she whispered.
“Hold on, baby,” said Tyler, his lips covering
hers in a hard kiss before they picked up speed.
Her clit was burning with need as the men fucked
her, harder and faster. She clung to Tyler, trying to grind her clit on his cock.
Then his fingers where there. “Yes!” she cried as he flicked her clit with his
nail.
She didn’t know what to expect but the men began
thrusting faster. Her body was tightening; her pussy knew it was time.
Her first climax fluttered softly, the second and
third building on each other. Now her body trembled.
“Tyler!” she cried out. Her pussy tightened
further, her clit begging for more attention.
The men’s thrusting changed, until they were
filling her at the same time. Tyler’s finger pressed against her clit, rubbing
it hard.
“Oh yes, yes, yes,” she cried out. It wouldn’t be
long.
It wasn’t—seconds later she screamed, and she
continued screaming as her climaxes came, harder and faster until both men
slammed into her body, Tyler spilling himself within her pussy. And while Jared
wore a condom, his pulses echoed in her ass.
Heavy breathing filled the room. Tyler recovered
first, pulling himself from her pussy, then Jared slid out of her ass. Together
they removed her lax body from the swing. Tyler lifted her into his arms, and
carried her over to the bed.
Lying with her, he curled his body around hers,
cuddling.
Jared cleaned up then stood by the bed. “Thank
you for letting me be a part of your special day.” He kissed her lightly on the
lips before straightening up and walking out of the cabin.
Damn, she was special. And he wondered if she
realized just how special she was.
Lying there, holding her, Tyler didn’t want to
let her go tomorrow. He wanted to find a way to convince her to stay, because
despite telling himself this was only a week of pleasure, he’d fallen in love
with her.