The Ties That Bond (8 page)

Jack pulled on the leash that was attached to her neck, pulling her head up higher.

“That’s it.” Rodgers placed one hand on top of her head and slipped his cock into her mouth through the ring gag. He bumped against the back of her throat. “Don’t worry, Rhonda. I won’t choke you,” he said, beginning a rhythm in and out or her mouth.

She felt her saliva trickle out of the corner of her mouth and slide over her chin as he fucked her through the gag. Her breasts rubbed against the vinyl the bench was upholstered with, creating friction and causing sweat to cover her body in a light sheen of moisture. Heat coiled inside her, her body rocking with the assault of the two men fucking her. She was in a sensual haze of pleasure, every nerve ending snapping with sensation as they drove her closer and closer to the edge of oblivion. Her body responded to their ministrations, giving up its juice to lubricate its entrances. She wanted them deeper and deeper, harder than she’d ever had before. She groaned, her pussy beginning to convulse, muscles rippling as the orgasm snuck up on her.

Rodgers wound his fingers into her hair, gripping her head on both sides. “Geez,” he hissed through his teeth, diving deep into her mouth. “I’ve got to pull out before I come.” With that, he slid completely out of her mouth and she sucked in a long breath, shuddering as the orgasm continued to rock her body.

Jack released the leash, letting her neck rest, and gripped her hips. His fingers dug into her flesh as he pounded into her, the metal of her shackles rattling loudly in her ears, adding to the loud thudding of her heart.

Rodgers moved out of her line of sight. She was breathing hard, her face searing with heat. The orgasm began to wind down, but her pussy still quivered around his thick cock. Her mind was nothing more than feelings, wanting to experience every tiny nuance of his dick buried deep inside her cunt. Sweat trickled in rivulets down her neck, her breath coming in deep gasps through her open mouth, the gag still braced on her teeth. She squeezed her pussy muscles, stroking Jack’s cock as he pulled back.

Jack braced one hand on the small of her back. “Oh, yeah, keep doing that, baby,” he ground out, slowing his pace. “Suck me off with your cunt.” He eased back into her, shifting his hips.

Rhonda felt an animalistic urge to do nothing but fuck, almost as if all she was meant to do was to breed. It was basal, a sensation that had been buried deep in her being. She clenched and released her muscles as he moved slowly in and out of her pussy, their pace now a dance of pleasure.

With a loud groan, Jack stiffened and shoved forward so hard the bench moved with a jangle of metal. Rhonda closed her eyes as warm cum filled her and she floated up on a cloud of bliss. Moments later, Jack collapsed on top of her, his chest heaving.

“You guys okay?” Rodgers asked.

Rhonda’s heart stuttered then regained its rhythm. “Mmm,” she moaned, ready to have the device removed from her mouth.

Jack rose up, letting her breathe easier. “I’ll get it. Hang on, babe.” She felt his fingers work at the back of her head, and then Rodgers was in front of her removing the gag from her mouth.

“Work your jaw a bit,” Rodgers said, brushing his thumb over her lips. “I’ll get something to soothe your lips.” He disappeared from her sight.

Rhonda let her head fall forward and her body relax. Jack pulled from inside her and moved away. She shivered, the loss of his body heat immediately noticeable.

“Are you cold?” Jack asked.

She felt him drape the silk robe over her shoulders.

“I know you’re probably not, but I don’t want you to get chilly. Do you need some water?” Jack leaned down and brushed a hand over her hair.

She glanced up at him and cleared her throat. “Yes. Water would be good.”

The next few minutes were spent with the men attending to her needs. They gave her sips of water, used a cool cloth to clear the sweat from her face, and one of them pulled her hair back into a ponytail, gently fastening it into a rubber band.

Jack sat down in front of her, crossing his legs Indian style. “How was that? Did you enjoy it?”

Rhonda couldn’t help but smile. “Are you kidding? I think I went totally animal there for a few minutes.”

“So, you’re liking this bondage, liking me tying you up?” His gaze was serious and intense.

Rhonda focused on his eyes, searching to see if there was sincerity there. What she found in his gaze was total authenticity. He wasn’t putting on any sort of front. It honestly looked like he wanted to know. “Yes. I do like it. I never thought I would, but with you…it feels natural almost.”

Jack smiled, a dimple in his cheek dancing. “Are you ready for more?”

Rhonda could finally breathe normally now. She met Jack’s gaze and smiled. “With you, I’m always ready for more.”

Jack leaned down and cupped her cheek, planting a soft kiss on her lips. “Then more you shall have, but I am going to have to take a breather for a while until I’m able to fuck you again. But don’t worry. I have other things in mind.” He gave her a wink then knelt down in front of the bench.

Rhonda watched as he reached beneath the bench, his hands working at something. She heard metal click then a one-foot-thick section of the bench that held her chest up fell away. She grasped the legs of the bench to brace herself. “What are you doing?” The handcuffs holding her wrists in place gave her just enough room to hold onto the bench legs comfortably.

He leaned out and looked up at her. “You’ll find out,” he said, grinning.

A warm hand caressed her butt cheek. “You have such a nice, round ass,” Rodgers said from behind her.

A little shiver ran through her. “I’m glad you like it,” she said, her voice a bit shaky.

Jack reached up and pulled the silk robe they had draped over her from her back. “You’re not chilled, are you?” he asked, dropping the robe to the floor beside him.

“No.” There was movement behind her. Rodgers’s hands began to glide over her exposed ass.

“Good,” Jack said, scooting forward and finding a comfortable position. He moved around until his head was beneath her and the rest of his body was stretched out in front of the bench. “You just relax and let us have our way with you.”

With Rodgers massaging her ass, the heat inside her began to increase. She lowered her head, wrapping her fingers around the legs of the bench.

Jack reached up from below her and cupped her breasts, weighing them in his hands. “Mmm, nice,” he murmured.

Rhonda closed her eyes, the men’s hands moving over her body, inciting the urge to be fucked in her. She caught her bottom lip between her teeth and drew in a breath.

Jack toyed with her breasts, rolling her nipples between his fingers. He tugged, causing her tits to bounce.

Little snaps of electricity shot to the back of her tongue, and she arched a bit, thrusting her chest toward him. When his mouth closed over one taut nipple, she moaned. He sucked at her, using one of his hands to work her other breast, tugging at it as if it also was being sucked.

Rodgers slid his fingers into the cleft of her bottom and without any hesitation, one fingertip entered her ass, wiggling deliciously. He pressed one hand down on the small of her back and added a second finger, stretching her.

“Oh, God,” she whispered, her pussy clenching as it creamed.

She felt Rodgers pull his fingers from her and then smear a cool gel over her puckered hole. Drawing in a slow breath, she forced herself to relax. The next thing she knew Rodgers’s cock pressed against her forbidden passage. Then he was inside, moving slowly, filling her.

“Ohhh,” she groaned, the sensation of stretching and slight burning kicking her heartbeat into high gear.

Within seconds, Rodgers began to fuck her, his strokes steady and even, one hand still on the small of her back. Jack switched positions below her, his mouth moving to the other breast. He flicked his tongue over her sensitized nipple, then he caught it in his teeth, nipping her.

She yelped then tried to press lower toward him.

Jack chuckled. “You like that.” He nipped again and pinched the opposite nipple. “A little bit of pain can lead to a lot of pleasure.” He moved away for a moment, sliding out from beneath her.

She opened her eyes, watching him go to the toy chest. Rodgers kept up his rhythm, causing her body to jerk with his thrusts. She felt her pussy juice trickle down her thighs, and her ass tingled with every forward thrust of the man fucking her from behind. Jack found what he was looking for and clutched it in his hand. He dived back beneath her. She felt him attach something to first one nipple, then the other. It felt like tiny clips of some sort, squeezing her nipples tightly.

Jack rose up and cupped her chin. “Nipple clips, baby. Nice and tight.” He brushed a kiss over her mouth. “Now open that mouth for me. I think I’m ready for you to suck me for a while.”

This has got to be heaven, she thought, opening her mouth. Two, sometimes three, men giving her all the pleasure she could take. And Jack, tying her up, binding her…it was something she hadn’t thought would feel so intimate, but it did.

Jack stepped in front of her, his cock nice and thick. She ran her tongue over her lips as he moved forward, stroking her hair. Closing her eyes, she parted her lips, and then he was inside her mouth. The taste of him was slightly salty with a touch of her own flavor still on his skin. She ran her tongue around the head of his cock and tasted the drop of cum there. Relaxing, she allowed her breathing to slow and then, with a man fucking her mouth and another screwing her ass, she came. Cream flowed down her thighs as ripples of satisfaction rolled through her as tiny waves.

Rodgers groaned loudly and rammed forward, seating himself deeply in her ass as he filled her with his seed. Rhonda’s ass screamed with fiery sensations, ramping her orgasm to a new height. Jack followed quickly, fingers tangled in her hair, as he shot his orgasm into her mouth. Her throat worked, swallowing, her body taking over with pure instinct as her mind still hovered in bliss.

When the men moved away from her, Rhonda lowered her head again. She drew long slow breaths in and out, her body nothing more than a mass of satisfied jelly. She heard metal jangling. The men must be unshackling her. It didn’t matter. They could do what they wished. She couldn’t be more compliant at the moment.

“Can you bring a chair over, Rodgers? I’ll lift her up.” Jack slid his arm beneath her tummy and lifted.

“Here,” Rodgers said, placing a chair near the bench.

Rhonda was lifted up, and Jack sat in the chair, cuddling her on his lap. She rested her head on his shoulder. “Are you okay?” he asked, kissing the top of her head.

She nodded, placing her hand on his chest. His heart thudded against the palm of her hand.

“I think maybe we should have a nap before dinner. What do you think?” He squeezed her tightly.

She nodded again, too tired to speak.

“Grab us a couple of robes, will you, Rodgers?” Jack kissed the top of her head. “You’re going to have to stand up, babe. Can you?”

Rhonda sighed. “Yes. I can also walk, but I need you to walk with me, okay?”

“Don’t worry, babe. I’m not leaving your side.”

Rodgers brought them their robes they had worn on the way to the playroom, and Rhonda reluctantly rose from Jack’s lap. They slipped the robes on, and with Jack’s arm around her waist, they headed for the door.

Walking in silence, they made their way to Rhonda’s room. Once there, they disrobed and stepped into the shower together. Under the steamy spray, they lathered each other, taking time to sprinkle kisses amid the soft strokes of the washcloth. Finished with their shower, they gently toweled each other off, and Rhonda shuffled toward her bed.

Jack pulled back the covers, and Rhonda crawled in. When her head hit the pillow, she sighed. “This is just what I need.” She rolled onto her side, tucking her hand beneath her cheek.

Jack draped the blanket over her. “You get some rest. We’ll have dinner when you wake up.”

She turned her toward him. “You’re not leaving, are you?” He looked so handsome standing beside the bed with a towel wrapped around his waist. She didn’t want him to leave. She wanted to cuddle up next to him and sleep, hearing his heartbeat.

“Will you be able to rest with me in bed with you?” He raised an eyebrow.

A smile tugged at her lips. “You are one sexy beast, but right now I’m so tired I don’t think I could take advantage of you if I wanted to. You’ll be safe right here beside me.” She patted the pillow beside her. “Come on. Take a nap with me.”

He laughed. “Well, that’s a mighty fine invitation even if you aren’t going to jump my bones.” He walked to the other side of the bed and pulled the towel from around his waist. “Move over.” He lifted the covers and climbed in beside her.

Rhonda rose up, and Jack slipped his arm beneath her neck. She snuggled closer to him, resting her head on his chest. He wrapped his arm around her shoulders, and they settled in for a nap.

Rhonda closed her eyes. With her arm around his waist, she listened to the steady beat of his heart as she drifted off into sleep.

It was five in the morning when Rhonda opened her eyes.