In the Middle (19 page)

She shrugged, took a deep breath, and took her clothes off, putting them in the box along with her purse.

She picked up the panties to put them on, and only then noticed a small slit down the middle of them. They were crotchless. That, she suspected, was Rob’s work. Daniel had bought her erotic clothing, but she didn’t think he’d set her up to be wearing crotchless panties with nothing over them in public. He probably would have provided her a skirt and wouldn’t have picked the skimpy G-string to begin with. She might as well be wearing nothing on her backside. Still, she put it on, feeling silly. Once they were on, she realized they were actually as discreet as a G-string could be. No one would know they were crotchless unless they felt or she spread her legs for them. But standing, they were fine.

She put on the stockings next, rolling them over her legs, and then the shoes. If Rob had done the shopping, then Daniel had provided him with her size information because the shoes fit perfectly and she had wide feet. That left the corset, which was already laced very loosely in back. She wrapped it around her body, noting a series of little rings around the waist. She wasn’t sure what they were for. The busk in front had a series of posts and eyes to fit together, all made of sturdy-feeling steel. The boning was ungiving as well, far more rigid than the inexpensive mall-store corset she’d once owned. Expensive gifts. It wasn’t snug enough to stay on, however, unless she pulled the strings in back, and that left her without her hands until she let go. She managed to tie some kind of rough knot, then looked at herself in the mirror. Her nipples showed clearly through the lace edging above the leather part of the bra cups. She adjusted the garment up, but it still didn’t cover. Rob’s doing again, she suspected. She took a deep breath, settled it into place where it felt best around her waist, and started attaching the garters to the stockings.

She took another look in the mirror.
Pretty sexy. A bit on the slutty side, but sexy. Daniel will drool. Hell, Rob will drool. I’ve got to look good. I want to keep two men’s attention on me tonight.

Afraid of losing her resolve, she took a step toward the door and realized she’d left the box and the flogger. She picked up the flogger and ran her hands through it. The leather tails felt butter soft, but there was a good weight to it that suggested it might pack a wallop. The handle was cross wrapped, making a nice gripping surface, and at the end was a little loop and a carabiner for hanging it on a wall or something. Maybe it came with that, but she doubted it. She frowned for a moment, and then remembered the rings on the waist of the corset. She clipped the flogger to the corset and felt the tails drift over her hip and the outside of her leg.

Heh. Here goes nothing
. She picked up the box.

The men were waiting for her outside the bathroom door. Daniel was naked, as directed, but his eyes got big when he saw her.
Just the reaction I was hoping for
. He took the box from her hands, and she smiled her thanks. Then she looked at Rob, who was raking her body with his gaze. His briefcase was on the ground next to him.
What does it have in it?

Rob smiled at her. “You look good. Panties go outside the suspenders, love, in case I want to take them off without all the unbuckling.”

“You’re not going to make her take them off now,” protested Daniel, whose cock had gotten hard since she’d emerged. He couldn’t take his eyes off her.

“Of course not. She can undo the suspenders and thread them under. Do it, Lulu.”

She bent over to refasten the suspenders. It wasn’t as if she’d be showing that much more of her breasts leaning anyway. And no one was in the hall to see at the moment but Daniel and Rob.

“We have an agreement, Daniel and I. He has the option of safe wording on your behalf. You of course may do so for yourself as well. If he does so, it’s up to you what you do to him. Reward or punishment. Sort of depends on whether he uses good judgment or not, I suppose.”

Louise smiled at Daniel.
You want to be able to protect me. Good for you
. “Quite an arrangement.”

“We figured it was either this or we’d end up throwing punches.”

Louise gaped at Rob and then turned to Daniel. “You mean he threatened you if you didn’t let him…” She floundered, looking for the right word.
Share me?

“More like he threatened me if I didn’t see to your needs,” said Rob. “He’s got a few pounds and reach on me. Although I think I may win on guile. In any case, I wanted you. I’ve been thinking about you every night since that last one we shared together.”

She hesitated a moment. She didn’t want to hurt either man’s feelings. But both had already yielded some of what they wanted, at least for the night, to let her be herself. She owed them her honesty. “I’ve thought a lot about you too, Rob.” She reached for Daniel’s shaft and tapped her fingernails on it. “Of course, I’ve had some distractions.”

Rob nodded. “I can see that.”

“He’s never played in public before,” said Louise with an evil gleam in her eye. She turned to Daniel. “Have you, love?”

“No, Mistress.” He pursed his lips, but his cock twitched. “I’ll see to it that I don’t embarrass you.”

“That’s a good boy.” She turned back to Rob. “Shall we?”

“No,” Rob said, startling her.

“Huh?” she asked. She’d gotten into the habit of getting her way.

He moved in front of her, put his hands on her breasts, and pinched her nipples. Little bolts of pain shot electricity straight to her core. “If we go together, you’re going as my slave. Daniel’s mistress, but my slave. And I expect you to follow directions. You can do with him as you will, but if you wish to come, you need to ask me for permission, so I suggest you temper how he serves you. You’re mine.”

His eyes didn’t show any give at all. “And if I don’t agree?”

“Then you and Daniel can have a fun time by yourselves, and I’ll do my best to get over you. I’m willing to accept you as you are. I demand the same. I am not a switch, and I’m not vanilla, either. I won’t be happy unless I’m on top, and we both know that. Anything less and I’m not giving you myself.”

It made sense. Would it work? She had no idea. She squeezed Daniel’s cock and remembered what Rob had said about Daniel having the right to use his safe word. If he hated the idea, he could speak up.

“I can smell your scent, Louise.” Rob smiled at her with that smug look that said he already knew he’d won. “I know that if I slipped my hand between your legs, I’d find you wet. You want it. Are you brave enough?”

She bit her lip. She knew he was right about her pussy. Then Rob slid his hand down from her breasts, moving over the busk of her corset. She knew where he was headed, and the thought made her even wetter. As he knew it would.
Damn him. He’s toying with me. And he knows I love it
. “Yes, Master. I’m brave.”

She thought that would make him stop, but it didn’t. He found the slit in her panties and pushed a rough finger up inside her. “I’ll take my finger out, love, and we can go on down the hall when your corset is properly tied. But you won’t be allowed to come here.”

She could hear footsteps. It was inevitable that people would be passing them in the hall. Her face reddened. She didn’t know why it was worse here than in the ballroom, although she supposed people were expected to be making a display in the ballroom. “You know I can’t reach to do it myself.”

He grinned evilly. “Yes, I do.”

“Daniel, um, can you tighten and tie my corset, please?” She gave his cock another squeeze.

“Yes, Mistress.”

“I’ll stroke you while you do. And Daniel?”

“Yes, Mistress?”

“You aren’t allowed to come here either.”

Rob grinned and slid his finger almost out of her. “Now that’s my Lulu. I love your wicked streak, dear.”

An older man in a tux passed by them. He had a redhead in an open-breasted evening gown behind him on a leash. Her nipple piercings looked like they had diamonds on them, and Louise was reminded of Daniel’s ring.
Am I any closer to being able to take it? Or Rob’s collar? Or both?

Then Rob’s finger commanded her attention with a deep thrust into her pussy. She barely held back a moan. She hadn’t thought he could make her come like that, with one finger and with her standing as well, but when he’d told her it wasn’t permitted, it had turned her on more. And knowing she could work Daniel to a state of near desperation inflamed her too. She always enjoyed her orgasms when she was denying Daniel. Partly because he seemed to get off on not getting off.

“Be quick with that knot, Daniel,” she ordered, although she didn’t sound in control to her. She gasped as suddenly the lacing was pulled tight below her ribs, taking the breath from her. And then another, lower down. Panicked, she thought she wouldn’t be able to breathe.

Rob put his hand on her shoulder. “Shallow breaths, love. Don’t try to gulp it in. You’re going to be okay.” His finger stilled inside her.

She tried to obey and found he was right. She couldn’t take a deep breath, but as long as she breathed normally, she was fine.

“I read up on corset lacing today, Mistress. And watched a few videos. I’m sure I can get better with practice, but I know at least a bit of what I’m doing.”

She smiled and closed her eyes. Trust Daniel to care for her. And Rob to come up with fiendish ideas. They were working together well enough for Rob to tell Daniel what was planned. Maybe they even negotiated it all, although Daniel could usually get his way when he wanted to in a negotiation and Rob wouldn’t put up with much.
I’d buy tickets to watch
that
discussion.

She wanted to slump against one of the men, but the corset didn’t give her much of a choice about posture. “All done, Mistress,” Daniel told her. He was breathing hard.

Rob pulled his finger out of her.

“Having trouble, dear?” She pulled on Daniel’s shaft a few more times, squeezing harder.

“Yes, Mistress!” he answered through clenched teeth.

“I’ll make you spurt later.” She let go. “Now follow me.”

Rob had already picked up his briefcase and turned and walked down the hall. She knew what was expected. She followed him. Daniel followed her. If she thought he could take it, she’d have pulled him by his cock, but he sounded too turned on for that. In her own home, she wouldn’t mind him making a mess in the hallway or making him clean it up afterward, but it didn’t seem like the right thing to do as a guest.
In a few minutes, I’ll be able to tease him again. And if he comes without permission, I can punish him. That might be fun too.

It was strange, not being quite able to fall into one role or another. Exciting, but disorienting too. Everyone seemed to look as they entered. She recognized a few of them from before. They would all be strangers to Daniel. Hopefully. How awkward it would be if he were to run into someone he knew from work! But then they’d both know each other’s secrets.

But Daniel said nothing.

Rob didn’t lead them to the big room as she’d expected, but veered off down the straight hall until he found an unoccupied “bedroom.” In the center of the small room was what looked like a padded sawhorse in the middle with red leather cushions and oak beams, but no bed.

“Would you like to try out your new toy?” Rob nodded to the spanking horse. “Let me observe you in domme mode for a while. I’ll take over when the time is right.”

It took her a moment to figure out what he meant by “the new toy.”
The flogger
. She clutched the handle in her fist. It was more slender than the one Rob had used on her, perfect for her smaller hand. He hadn’t ordered her to use it or the spanking horse. He’d simply offered her the opportunity, and if he hadn’t bought it for her, he was at least complicit in its use. Maybe he could accept her domme side after all. She grinned.
Sounds good to me.

“Come here,” she said to Daniel, crooked a finger, and walked the few steps to the spanking horse. She could barely hear the padding of his bare feet behind her with the
click-clack
her heels made on the wooden floor, but she knew he was there.

There were two slightly angled padded places for Daniel’s knees to go, she noticed. He hesitated a moment.

“Well?” She was surprised that he was anything less than eager.

“May I?”

She smiled. “You may. You must.”

He knelt on the angled pads, his cock standing thickly in front of him. She watched it bob as he moved and wondered what Rob was thinking of it all. Was he getting quietly furious, watching her with another man? Or did it turn him on? Then Daniel stretched his body across the length of the padded top of the spanking horse. He seemed too big for it, his torso extending past the end, but he managed, gripping the varnished wood of the legs with his powerful arms.

There were rings for all sorts of restraints, but she didn’t have anything with her. Rob probably did in that briefcase of his. She wondered what he’d do if she asked. She glanced around to find Rob leaning against a wall, watching intently but otherwise impassive. His bag was next to him.
Hmm. I think I’ll do without this time.

“You’ll stay like a good boy, won’t you, Daniel? I don’t need to tie you up, do I?”

Daniel shook his head. “You don’t need to tie me up unless it pleases you.”

“Not this time.” She unlatched the flogger from her belt and let the tresses of it float down onto Daniel’s back. The tails were thinner than the flogger they had used for their first experiment with BDSM. She wasn’t sure what effect that would have, but she supposed she was about to find out. She trusted Rob’s selection.

She flicked it down hard on Daniel’s rear and was surprised to see him jump on the horse. Red lines appeared and then faded on his buttocks. That other flogger hadn’t done so much, so easily.
Thinner tails mean more bite, it seems
. She put her hand out to rub the reddened area. “Are you okay, lover?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Want some more?”

He hesitated and then visibly relaxed. “Yes.”