The Runaway Sub [Libertine Island 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (18 page)

Then she stopped thinking and concentrated on pleasuring him with her tongue and her mouth. She was working him deeper and deeper into her throat when she felt Caleb behind her. He used his fingers on her first, sliding two inside her as if testing her readiness, but they didn’t stay inside her long. She could feel his movements and hear the sound of the condom wrapper before he slid inside her to the hilt and then stopped.

She whined a little against Rey’s cock, pushing her hips back at Caleb, trying to get him to move.

“Now, now, querida. Concentrate on my cock. Make me come and swallow every drop, and then Caleb will fuck you as hard as you want.”

Groaning, Jen redoubled her efforts, as she felt Caleb’s hands wondering over her body until they got to her breasts.

“She’s got the best tits, Rey. You need to taste them.” He gripped her breasts and squeezed lightly before moving his grip to her nipples and tugging on them, twisting and pinching them between his fingers as she moaned. “I think she likes this. She’s squeezing my cock with her pussy, and I can feel the moisture growing.”

“I look forward to playing with her tits
and
eating her pussy, but first things first, my love. She has to make me come before she gets to. But I see that you have distracted her.” Jen felt him reach down and grip her head. “You’ll have to let your hair grow, querida. I want to be able to tangle my fingers in it as I fuck your face.”

He held her still and took control, pushing into her mouth, setting the rhythm. Jen relaxed her jaw and concentrated on breathing through her nose as Rey used her mouth and Caleb worked her breasts harder.

She desperately needed to move. She could feel her own climax building, but she didn’t have enough stimulation to come. She tried to suck on Rey’s cock to force him to climax so Caleb would move within her, but he stilled, only the head of his cock inside her mouth.

“Caleb, does she often try to top from the bottom?”

“I’m afraid so, Master.”

“We’ll have to work on that. She has to understand that her body belongs to us now, and she must obey or face punishment.” Rey loosened his grip and cupped her cheek, directing her gaze upward. She had a hard time focusing, but he was insistent.

“Would you like that, my sweet? Would you like us to punish you? I have skills with a whip that you can’t imagine. Or I could punish you by not allowing you to come, for days if necessary, to correct your behavior. Would you like that? You would get to watch us come, make us come, but you, you we would take to the edge over and over and leave you there.”

Jen felt herself whining around his cock as she tried to shake her head.

“Then no more topping from the bottom.” He tripped her head again. “Caleb, I am close. You may commence fucking Jen.”

And then they were both moving inside her and her climax tore through her like a runaway train. One second she was on the edge and then she was bucking wildly between them and wave after wave of pleasure tore through her.

Her climax triggered Rey’s, and he held himself deep, pouring his salty cum directly down her throat. Desperately she tried to concentrate enough to swallow as Caleb pounded into her from the rear. When Rey pulled out, she fell down, cradling her head in her hands as she absorbed the force of Caleb’s strokes, and before long, he, too, was coming hard before collapsing her and then rolling onto his side.

Tenderly, Rey removed Caleb’s condom. “Lick him clean while I dispose of this,” he ordered, and she was eager to comply.

Chapter Sixteen

After a quick breakfast that they all ate sitting at the table, Caleb left for his medical office while Rey and Jen headed to the beach. Their days quickly fell into a pattern. They found a couple of loungers under a big umbrella. Jen, like the other subs, wore nothing while at the beach. Rey seemed to take great pleasure in applying and reapplying lotion to her skin.

He stayed dressed though in shorts and a lose shirt which he unbuttoned but didn’t remove. He watched her closely when she went into the water, seemingly enjoying the sight of her frolicking but never joining her. He wouldn’t take his shirt off, either. The wound had stopped bleeding and seemed to be healing, but he wasn’t ready to show it off. Even if Jen didn’t tell Caleb, it was possible one of the other subs or Doms at the beach might spill things.

So he kept to himself reading or watching Jen. She was so fair that he frequently had to reapply the sunscreen so she didn’t burn. He did a very thorough job of the application if he did say so himself. He didn’t miss a square inch of her skin as he lovingly massaged it in several times each day, even those areas unlikely to see the sun.

They stayed at the beach until lunchtime when they made their way up to the main dining room. It was a beautiful open-air room and clearly designed for subs with their masters. Rey sat at the table while Jen kneeled, still naked, on a pillow at his side, and he fed her. On the third day, when his side was feeling better, he let her sit on his lap, hands tied behind her, while he fed her. The sight of her firm tits so close to his face made him hard, but he ignored his erection and continued to feed her, but he did allow himself the pleasure of petting her and tweaking her pert nipples.

After lunch they went back to their room. They had a private backyard, which faced the water but didn’t have a beach. Here Rey would remove his shirt and shorts and enjoy the sun while Jen napped or read, staying out of the sun at the hottest part of the day. And they talked and got to know each other. He found out about her family, her long friendship with Rebecca, Maggie, and Aly, and he learned about Hank and how his death had changed her life. He told her what it was like living in Miami and told her about his large Cuban-American family and how it felt to be the first of his family to be born in America. They talked about books and movies and Caleb.

By the time Caleb got back at four, Rey was dressed again and Jen was ready for a return trip to the beach. The time Rey had them apply each other’s sunscreen as he supervised.

They enjoyed the beach together until around six when they went back to their cabin and showered off the salt and sand and sunscreen. Rey and Caleb changed, and Jen was allowed to get dressed for the first time of the day but not until Caleb had placed the chastity belt on her, using progressively larger butt plug attachments as the week went on.

Then they headed to dinner at seven. Since Rey couldn’t feed two subs, he decided that Caleb should also have a chair and Jen could kneel between them and they would take turned feeding her. Jen protested the first night, so Rey took her across his knee and spanked her hard before handing her to Caleb, who spanked her as well. It was one of the advantages of being at a BDSM resort. She was lucky he allowed her to wear clothes at dinnertime. Many of the other subs were naked. When he threatened this if she didn’t stop sulking, she calmed down, and they resumed feeding her. But that didn’t mean they didn’t torment her. Rey had the remote for the clit and pussy vibrators. Caleb had the remote for the butt plug. Whenever she wasn’t eating, they were tormenting her with different levels of stimulation, bringing her almost to the edge, but never letting her go over. By the end of dinner she’d be strung as tight as a drum, desperate to come, but still they would deny her.

Back in their cabin, they let their food digest, and eventually Rey would let Caleb remove the hated belt but leave the butt plus in place. Then they would then make love or fuck, depending upon the mood, but not until after they’d tormented her some more, often attaching her to one of pieces of equipment in the cabin’s play room. There was a spanking bench, a St. Andrew’s Cross, and a bondage table, and they tortured her on all of them, using various floggers, straps, paddles, clips, and clamps on various parts of her anatomy.

By the time she was allowed to come, she was usually floating in subspace before screaming as her climax tore through her. Twice after they’d taken her down and given her aftercare, Rey had tied down Caleb and beaten his ass before fucking him while Jen watched. Rey thought the sight turned her on, and when he pointed to Caleb’s erect cock, she quickly moved to kneel before him, sucking him off as Rey pounded into him.

Once Rey had strapped her down and then they’d left her there as Rey played with Caleb’s cock, and then he’d fucked him while she watched. She could see Caleb’s hard cock so close to her, but she wasn’t allowed to touch. When Caleb finally came, Rey made sure his cock was pointed at Jen and his hot semen had splashed on her body, which only made her hornier.

On Thursday night, they went to check out the public dungeon, and Rey and Caleb had taken turns reddening Jen’s ass as she lay bent over and strapped down to a spanking bench. They’d ended with Rey in her mouth and Caleb in her pussy, much the same as when they were alone in their cabin.

Afterward they got a snack and brought it back with them to enjoy while they discussed their play session. Much to Jen’s dismay, Rey ordered Caleb to lock her back in the chastity belt before they strapped her to the bondage table and covered her tits with frosting and licked it off while she begged them to let her come. They just laughed and sucked harder before tilting the end of the table where her head was carefully backward and taking turns fucking her mouth.

When they finally unstrapped her and put her into the bed between them, she squirmed so much trying to find a way to get herself off that Rey made Caleb put her back in bondage, strapping her hands together and then to the headboard of the bed and her feet to the footboard before gagging her and then turning the three vibrators on low and going to sleep.

When they woke up, Jen didn’t look like she’d slept a wink. Her eyes were pleading and desperate. He signaled Caleb, who had the belt off her and was buried balls-deep in her pussy in sixty seconds flat. Jen started coming as the head of his cock pushed inside of her and kept coming as Caleb pounded into her before falling back against the pillows, exhausted from the strength of her orgasm.

Hugging her close, Rey sent Caleb for breakfast, and they fed it to her in bed before Caleb headed to work. That morning, Jen stayed in the lounger beside Rey, napping, instead of playing in the water with the other subs.

* * * *

It was almost while she was dozing that Jen realized that when the three of them were playing, Rey never fucked her pussy. He always took her mouth or stroked himself while he was watching Caleb fuck her or fucking Caleb while he was inside her.

He never fucked her when they were alone, either. Was he waiting until he could take her ass, which was the punishment he’d set for Caleb’s running away? She was confused. She knew that Rey desired her. She liked him. She desired him. Did he
not
want her? Was his side hurting? That couldn’t be it, surely. He fucked Caleb.

“Can I see your wound?”

“You got a thing for gore?”

“Surely it’s healing now. Why don’t you let it get some air? Won’t that help it heal quicker?”

“I want to keep it covered around Caleb.”

“Surely he’ll notice eventually. No matter how well it heals, sooner or later he will see it, and I’m pretty sure he’s seen you naked before, so he will wonder where this new scar came from and why you didn’t tell him about it.”

She watched Rey’s face. He was struggling with some strong emotion. Finally, he spoke. “Yes, I’m hiding. I am watching Caleb, and I can see he’s beginning to heal, emotionally. I think it is good for him to top you. It makes him feel like he’s in control. He needs that sometimes. I see that. You are good for him. But I’m afraid that if, or rather when, he sees the scar, he’ll backslide to the fear he felt right after the shooting.”

“He’s stronger than you think, Rey.”

“He’s more fragile than you think, querida. He ran away rather than talk to me before. I don’t want him to run away again.”

“He felt he couldn’t talk to you. You were obsessed with work.”

“He told you this?”

She saw Rey’s stricken face.

“He loves you. He never stopped loving you. But he said you changed after the shooting. You seemed to stop touching him. You were never home where he needed you.”

“I thought that if I could catch the man who did this, I could give him peace.”

“You, only you could give him that.”

“Don’t remind me.” Rey’s face and voice were anguished.

“But now the killer’s dead and so is the man who hired him. And I’m here to see if I can salvage my relationship with Caleb.”

“What if you can’t?”

“All I want is for him to be happy. If that means I have to leave him, I will, but right now, I’m fighting for him. For us.”

Jen got out of her lounger and slid in beside Rey on his, making sure she was on the unwounded side. The loungers were wider than normal, but he still had to pull her tight against his side. She wrapped her arms around his head and pulled it down onto her chest, holding him tightly as the tears finally overflowed and ran down his face.

“How could I have let things go so wrong? Why did I never see just how badly Caleb was shaken up, how much he was hurting inside? The shooting was almost four months ago. I knew Caleb was upset. Hell, Caleb had been shot. Who wouldn’t be shaken? But it was over. You move on. It didn’t occur to me that Caleb was still traumatized and he wasn’t moving on. Hell, it hadn’t even occurred to me, at first, that Caleb was traumatized at all. I was scared, but once it was clear that Caleb would be okay, I devoted all of my time and energy to tracking down the scumbags responsible. I wanted to present them to him as a gift.