Saved by Submission (20 page)

When she’d done so, Jacob turned to the other men. “Now, isn’t that a sight for sore eyes, gentlemen? Three gorgeous, reddened asses, ready for us to help soothe.”

Each Dom stood behind his respective sub and administered an ample amount of cream onto the tender areas, hisses and gasps filling the room while they did so,

Jacob helped Megan to stand upright while he spoke. “Now our subs are nicely warmed up, the dungeon is unlocked and ready for use. Or, if you’d prefer, please feel free to use any of the bedrooms to the right, at the top of the stairs.”

Mat grinned at his host. “I think we’ll join you guys a little later. I have a need to take my sub upstairs, and use one of your bedrooms, for now.” He led his flushed sub out to the hallway, grabbed his toy bag and headed upstairs.

The other two submissives were told to follow their Doms, and were led through the kitchen, out of the side door, and down the steps to the dungeon.

Jacob switched on the wall lamps, and some music, and the room came to life, with the sound of slow rock, thumping out with a heavy beat.

When he returned to Megan, he removed her cap and tossed it onto one of the nearby shelves. “You’re done being my waitress, sub. Now it’s time for you to get paid. I hope you’ll accept payment in kind.”

“Do I get a choice, Sir?” she asked.

He chuckled. “Absolutely not.”

Nerves were jumping around inside her stomach while Jacob led her through the equipment to the back of the room.

Alec had decided to use the large, padded leather table in the center of the room, and Laura was lying face down on it, spread-eagled. Alec was standing at one end, restraining her ankle.

When Jacob stopped suddenly, Megan almost ran into him. She glanced around his back, trying to see what was there. She didn’t remember anything in this area when she’d visited the dungeon earlier.

He stepped to the side and she stood, transfixed, staring at the piece of equipment in front of her. She knew if she’d seen it earlier, she definitely would have remembered.

Megan shook her head. Not this, not a fucking machine. She’d seen one a lot like this at the club, and it had always scared her. It was made for the sub to be positioned doggy style, with a leather covered piece that sloped downwards, to support the chest and stomach.

To make matters worse, this one had two dildos attached, and her eyes went wide with horror.

Jacob unclipped her cuffs and took her hand. “I had this delivered a few weeks ago, and I haven’t had a chance to try it out.”

When he attempted to lead her over, she resisted, gesturing to the machine. “Well, don’t let me stand in your way. Please, help yourself.”

His laughter echoed around the large room as he firmly led her to it. “Thank you for the offer, but I think you’ll look a whole lot prettier on it than me. Down you go, sub.”

Shaking, Megan knelt and straddled the framework, her breasts hanging on either side of the leather pad. Thankfully, there was a thick, soft rug underneath, and her knees sank into the material while Jacob tightened leather restraints, connected to the framework, around her ankles and wrists.

Her ass was high in the air, and everything in that area was entirely exposed. She thought she could manage the larger dildo, but that smaller one for her ass made her tremble. All he had used on her up till now had been the small butt plug. What if it went too fast, and ripped into her?

Fear overwhelmed her, and she lost control, pulling on her restraints in desperation. “No! I can’t, it’ll hurt me. Please, Sir, get me out of this…Please!”

Jacob knelt beside her, his voice soft, but firm. “Megan, I will be at the controls. Nothing can happen, unless I cause it to, I promise you. Can you trust me, sweetheart?”

Taking a deep breath, she stopped moving. Then she turned her head, and studied his face; calm, in control, as always. “You won’t leave me for a single minute?”

He shook his head. “I would never leave you bound, gagged or restrained in any way, not even for a second. Ever.”

She believed him, and she nodded. “I trust you, Sir.”

“Thank you, Megan, for those words, and for your courage.” He kissed her cheek, and then stood up. “I’ll be right here, where you can see me. But first, I’m going to insert both the dildos. The one for your ass is only small; you can take it. It will go in much easier if you don’t tense up. Just try and relax, and I promise you’ll enjoy yourself.”

He had to be out of his mind. “
Enjoy myself!”
She could guarantee that hell would freeze over before that happened.

She jumped when Jacob pushed the bigger dildo into her vagina. It filled her, but was not as long or as thick as his cock, and she wished with all her heart that it was him kneeling behind her and not this awful machine.

She felt a cool wetness in her crack, and when something pressed against her anus, she grimaced, instinctively trying to clench up and repel it.

Jacob smacked her lightly on the bottom. “I said relax, sub.”

Megan breathed in and out slowly, and had only a brief second of pain before the dildo slid inside her.

It was comforting when he came into her line of vision again. “You look beautiful, Megan, all open and ready to be fucked.”

His words managed to override the worst of her fear, and when he turned a dial on the remote, and the bigger dildo came to life, she gasped, surprised when it didn’t ram in and out of her. Instead, it slowly slid to the very edge of her opening, and then pushed back into her pussy, which was still swollen from Jacob’s fingers and mouth.

The other dildo started the same way, and they both moved in perfect rhythm. All the sensitive nerves and muscles in her ass woke up, causing instant zings of pleasure to pulse through her whole core.

“Ohhh,” she sighed, and her back arched with desire, the pressure building inside her.

The pussy dildo increased in speed, thrusting in and out of her, and when it slid over a particularly sensitive area, her breathing changed to soft pants.

Jacob swapped speeds, and the small anal dildo pumped in and out, making her grip the furry rug with her fingers.

Suddenly the larger one began to rotate, slowly, while the other continued to plunge in and out.

The rotation in her hot, swollen pussy pushed her right to the edge. Jacob adjusted the dials till both dildos slowed to an even pace, and then knelt, placing the remote beside him.

He reached over, and cupped her breasts in his hands, as if loving the way her hard, taut nipples pushed against his palms.

“Are you ready to come now, sub?” he asked softly in her ear.

She could only nod in reply; her whole body tensed, so close to coming, she thought she would scream.

He pinched a nipple, hard, making her flinch. “I didn’t hear you, Megan.”

Her answer came through gritted teeth. “Yes…please, please…
God.”

He reached down, flipped both dials to high, and she instantly let out a high pitched scream.

Spasm upon spasm hit her, letting such intense pleasure flow through her body that she buried her face in the rug, every nerve on end and every muscle tensed.

When he pinched her clit, she cried out, her wrists and ankles pulling desperately at her restraints as she came again.

Finally, he stopped the dildos, and her body went limp with exhaustion. He carefully withdrew each one, and with her face still on the rug, he undid the leather straps, rubbing her back and shoulders while he did so.

“Time to get you up, sweetie,” he said with a smile; his little sub still on all fours in front of him.

“I don’t think I can move.”

Her voice was muffled by the rug, and he laughed, scooping her up like she weighed nothing at all, till she was safely in his arms.

Striding over to a big armchair, set in a group in the corner of the dungeon, he pulled a soft blanket from a shelf on the wall, and sat with his sub in his arms, covering her from top to toe until she was snuggled against him, warm and secure.

“You’ve pleased me a great deal, tonight, Megan. It’s important for you to know that. You’ve shown friendship towards my guests, gracefulness, and a lot of courage. Thank you, sweetheart.”

She sat up in his arms, and the blanket fell away. Not knowing how to respond, she placed her hands on either side of his face and kissed him, her hands moving after a few seconds, sliding around his neck until he could feel her soft, lush breasts squashed against his chest.

He ran his hands down her back till they reached her bottom, and she gave a muffled squeak when he gently pinched one tender cheek.

“You’re mean, doing that after saying such nice things,” she said, tilting her head back and frowning at him.

“I can be a lot meaner when I catch my submissive frowning at me,” he answered with a grin.

She tucked her head back under his chin, pulling the blanket back up around her.

“Are you still frowning,” he asked, laughing at her attempt to hide her face.

With some effort, she managed to change her expression. “No, of course not, Sir.” Her voice was all innocence.

Alec and Laura settled themselves in the next chair, Laura wrapped up in a similar blanket. Megan let the men’s voices wash over her as they chatted, and soon her eyes began to close. She fought it for a while, but lost the battle; too comfortable, warm and sated to stay awake.

Chapter Eleven

“Megan, it’s time to wake up.”

His voice sounded as if it came from far away, and she struggled to open her eyes when she heard it again.

When her vision cleared, Rachel was standing in front of her, with a bottle of water in one hand, and a chocolate chip cookie in the other.

Megan rubbed her eyes and smiled. “Wow, thank you, I’m starving.”

She took the food and drink, and then saw that all six of them were now sitting in the dungeon, and she wondered just how long she’d been out of it.

Glancing around, she saw that Laura seemed to have just woken up, too. Tucked up next to Alex on a huge armchair, she was nibbling on her own cookie.

Jacob let her sit there for a few minutes while she ate and drank, then he pulled the blanket from her body and let it drop on the floor. “Come on, lazy, time to watch the game.”

She sat up, looking confused. “Game, what game?”

“Ice hockey, sweetie. Anyone who spends any length of time in this house will be expected to watch at least one game, during the season.”

“Oh, right. May I use the bathroom first, Sir,” she asked.

“Of course. Take Rachel and Laura with you. I know what you women are like, needing to go to the bathroom in packs. We’ll meet you in the den, in ten minutes.”

The three of them walked, naked, out of the dungeon, and went up to Jacob’s bedroom.

When they got upstairs, Rachel put her hand on Megan’s arm. “How are you doing? Are you coping okay? I know I was a bit overwhelmed at my first private party.”

Laura nodded. “Me too. The first time I had to strip naked and bend over a spanking bench, my Dom invited all the other guests over to watch me getting my ass paddled. I took one look at him and made a run for it. —Of course, he caught up with me, calmed me down, and then proceeded to let every one of the Doms have a turn with the paddle to punish me for not communicating with him about my fears.”

Megan and Rachel grimaced, and then the three of them chuckled.

“Why do we do this, then? I mean, if things like that are going to happen to us, why would we intentionally put ourselves in that position?” Laura asked with a frown. “Sometimes I think I must have lost my mind.”

Rachel answered her question. “We do it, because it’s
fucking wonderful
.”

There was silence, and then they all burst out laughing. It was all that was needed to be said. Each of them knew she was absolutely right. Despite, or maybe because of all the things they went through with their Doms, it was truly wonderful.

They hurried with their bathroom break, and then went back downstairs to the den.

It was a total man-cave with a huge flat screen TV mounted on one wall, and a bar running along the back of the room.

Each of the subs was sent to the bar to get beer for their respective Doms, and water for themselves, and then they settled down on plump cushions at the men’s feet.

Although Megan was not a sports fan, she had to admit the game was exciting and fast paced, with two fights on the ice, and a spectacular goal, just in the first fifteen minutes.

Instead of fast forwarding through the adverts, Jacob let them run. Then he leaned forward and whispered in her ear. “I prefer my own kind of commercial break, sub. Turn around and face me.”

She did as he asked, and he reached out, cupping her full breasts. Then he took the ice cold bottle which had held his beer, and placed it on each of her nipples, in turn. Megan flinched, the coldness causing them to bunch up into small, hard buds. When he took the bottle away, he replaced the coldness with his warm breath, blowing gently on each of them, and Megan could feel her pulse quicken and her pussy begin to pulsate with excitement.

“Unzip my jeans and take my cock in that sweet mouth of yours,” he said, his voice sounding deep and husky.

She pulled the zipper down and released his huge erection. When her hands came up, he shook his head, and instinctively, she put them behind her back.

“Good girl,” he said.

It was simple praise, but it caused warmth to flow through her, knowing she had pleased him, with her actions.

She couldn’t believe how important it had become to her, to serve this man, and to work to please him, and when she lowered her head and took him in her mouth, she reveled in his contented sigh as he relaxed in the armchair.

Both Rachel and Laura had been instructed to do the same thing, and it would have been a sight to see if anyone had walked into the den at that moment; three well-behaved submissives, each with their head in their Dom’s lap, servicing them with joy.

Megan let her tongue run up and down the length of his penis, and then gently sucked the velvety head. His hand came down to stroke her hair, and his touch made her skin tingle, like light rain falling on her body.