To the Edge (Hideaway) (4 page)

He
tugged gently at the probe, testing it wasn’t going to come out. Sam could have
told them there was no chance of that. To her right, there sounded several
computery beeps.

‘Sam’s
current temperature is ninety-nine point seven,’ said Master Dan. ‘Which is
just about normal. A rectal temperature is normally half a degree to a degree
higher than an oral one. We’ll check it again in a bit.’

She
heard one of them walk around so that there was a Dom either side of her. The whole
picture was playing in her mind like a movie she could feel as well as watch.

‘Sam,’
said Master Dan, cupping one bare buttock, ‘this punishment is a long time
coming. Because you’ve sassed and resisted us both on recent occasions, Master
Jake and I will take turns spanking you. Each of us will spank you fifteen
times. That’s thirty spanks in all. You’re going to count each one. Is that
clear?’

‘Yes,
Sir.’

‘Yes,
what?’

Really?
‘Yes,
thank you
, Sir.’

‘Was
that sarcasm I heard, Sam?’ said Master Jake, a hard edge entering his voice.

‘No,
Sir,’ she said, not wanting to get on the wrong side of the sadist right now.

‘I
think we can put Sam’s tone down to a little nervousness right now,’ said
Master Dan. ‘But if we hear it again, we’ll add another fifteen spanks each.
Here we go.’

Sam
swallowed hard, held her breath, and a moment later flinched in her restraints
as his hand connected with the skin of her right buttock. It was loud, and she
heard a sympathetic murmur in the crowd, but it didn’t actually hurt much.

‘I
don’t hear you counting,’ said Master Dan. Let’s say that one was just a
warm-up. The next spank will be number one.’

‘Yes,
Sir.’

The
next spank, on her right cheek, was harder, louder, and more painful than the
first. That was Master Jake’s.

They
took turns, her skin heating rapidly under the blows that rained down. After
she gritted out, ‘Fifteen,’ they stopped.

Practised
fingers pressed into the pulse point on her neck. ‘Okay,’ Master Dan said
softly, after a minute. ‘You’re doing very well.’ A bottle of water was pressed
to her lips. ‘Drink a little. Just a few sips for now.’

She
obeyed, and tried to calm her trembling body as he massaged the back of her
neck.

‘How’re
you feeling, Sam?’

‘Fine,
Sir,’ she managed, panting slightly.

‘Not
sick, or dizzy, or too emotional?’

She
tried to sort through the whirling in her head, gauge it. ‘No, Sir.’

‘You’re
sure?’

‘Yes,
Sir.’

‘All
right then. It’s going to get more intense now. Are you ready?’

‘Yes,
Sir.’ She appreciated that at least he let her know what they were going to do
before they did it.

As
promised, the spanks that followed were a hell of a lot harder than before; the
heat building steadily as she was allowed no recovery time between each blow.
Dimly, she was aware of herself squirming in the restraints, and the occasional
gasp from an onlooker. Still, she knew she
had
had this coming. He’d
warned her that her actions would have consequences, and still she’d defied
them. They’d made this as safe a space for her as possible, and now it was up
to her to accept their form of justice, or tough love, or whatever they wanted
to call it, and not embarrass Master Dan by making a fuss about it in front of
his colleagues and the subs.

‘Samantha.’

She
was jerked back to herself by Master Dan’s sharp tone. ‘Yes, Sir.’

‘You’ve
stopped counting.’

Oh,
shit.

‘How
many has it been?’ said Master Dan.

‘About
ten, I reckon,’ said Master Jake.

‘All
right. That’s five more spanks apiece left, and another ten for each of us that
you didn’t call, so twenty-five spanks to go, Samantha. I suggest you keep your
mind on the job.’

Mercifully,
Sam’s groan was lost in that of the crowd.

‘Silence!’
said Master Dan. He paused. ‘For those of you keeping score, Sam’s temperature
is now ninety nine point nine.’

Reminded
of the probe, Sam clenched down on it, stealing a moment of pleasure, enjoying
the feel of it inside her, and the knowledge that he was monitoring her so
closely.

‘Safeword
if you need to,’ said Master Jake.

She
shook her head. ‘I’m okay.’ She would take whatever they dished out; show them
she was strong.

She
tried to focus on the blows. They came so hard and fast it was almost
impossible to keep up.

A
noise of pain finally escaped her gritted teeth.
‘Twenty-five!’

She
closed her eyes, and after a few moments, realized that everyone around her was
applauding. She lay limp in her restraints. There was a noise beside her,
coming closer, and moving in front of her. Her blindfold was lifted, and she
squinted in the light, surprised to find tears blurring her vision. Master Dan
was there, his eyes full of… love. There was no other way to describe it. She
managed a grin before a sob exploded from her and only served to make him look
more
concerned before he grinned back, and kissed her. The applause grew louder.

He
pressed his forehead to hers. ‘I’m going to fuck you now,’ he whispered.

‘Yes,’
she blubbered. ‘Yes, please.’

He
moved around behind her to loosen the leg supports, altering her position so
that he could stand directly behind her.

His
warm, hard thighs pressed against the backs of her legs. Foil tore, and a few
seconds later his cock nudged almost, but not quite, inside her. She braced
herself. In this position, he’d be able to go incredibly deep.

Appreciative
noises came from the crowd as the penetration began. A small jab of his hips, a
gasp from her, and he was halfway in. Another smooth thrust, and he was all the
way inside her.

Restrained
and supported as she was by the bench, he didn’t need to steady her, which was
just as well, as her butt cheeks were almost numb. His hands slid around the
outside of her thighs as he slowly withdrew.

Overwhelmed
by pleasure, heat, his care, and the boggling fact that dozens of people had a
ringside view of his penis disappearing into her body, only to emerge hard and
wet with her juices, she sobbed.

‘Master
Jake, would you please give some oral comfort to the lady?’ he said.

Master
Jake came to crouch in front of her. He gave her a careful, assessing look, and
moved a strand of hair out of her eyes. ‘Okay there, Sammy? Are you enjoying
yourself?’

She
gulped a smile, and nodded.

He
smiled, and chucked her chin. ‘I’m gonna take that pretty mouth of yours,
unless you safeword.’

She
shook her head.

He
grinned, and gave her a wink, then stood up. He opened his jeans, revealing the
shining head of his cock.

She
pulled at her restraints.

‘You’re
not going to be able to control any of this, darlin’,’ he said. ‘You’re gonna
have to trust me. I’ll be as gentle as I can, okay?’ She nodded, and he slid
the blindfold back down over her eyes.

The
crowd let out a sigh.

‘Here
you go.’ He touched her chin, encouraging her to open her mouth.

She
parted her lips, and his cock slid in over her tongue.

It
was incredibly comforting to be filled at both ends, and Sam indulged herself
in a long, appreciative noise, and gripped the arm supports harder. The warm,
wet vibrations traveled into Master Jake’s penis, pulling an answering moan
from the Dom.

His
hands cradled her head as she nursed on him, trying not to bring him off too
quickly. ‘That’s it, darlin’,’ he growled. ‘Take what you need.’

At
the same time, Master Dan was sliding in and out of her body in an unhurried
fashion. ‘Sam,’ he said, stroking a hand over her lower back. ‘Your temperature’s
a hundred point three.’ He sounded pleased.

That
he was monitoring her body’s responses on this level served only to turn her on
even more.

All
of them tried to make it last, but as Master Dan’s thrusts sped and deepened,
she sucked more desperately at the hard length in her mouth.

‘I’m
gonna come, Sam,’ Master Jake said quickly, and she did her best to help him
along, using lips and tongue, watching his abs and thighs tensing, his
fingertips digging into her head as he tried to hold back. She gave one wicked,
tremendous suck and swirl of her tongue, and he let out a cry. A moment later,
he pulsed out his release, filling her mouth almost faster than she could swallow.
Come spilled down her chin, and still he continued to push his cock down her
throat.

She
gagged, and the tension in her body detonated her orgasm. Master Dan fucked her
relentlessly and without mercy. She was lost in the blinding, excruciating
pleasure. Just as she began to come down from the first orgasm, he worked the
probe partway out of her ass, and began fucking her with that too. She knew she
was screaming now, pride and sanity gladly traded in for the most exquisite
pleasure imaginable, but the sound barely registered in her ears as another
orgasm slammed into her.

She
didn’t know exactly when Master Jake stepped away from her, and only dimly felt
Master Dan withdraw both himself and then the thermometer.

Silence.

All
Sam could hear was her own harsh breathing, and that of the Doms.

Sam
surprised everybody, herself included, by raising her head. ‘Thank you,’ she
said, tremulously.

‘You’re
entirely welcome, sweetheart,’ said Master Dan, sounding a little surprised,
but extremely pleased. He came around to her side and planted a kiss on her
cheek.

A
chorus of
aaaah
s, and a smattering of applause broke into a thunder, and
then people were praising both her and the men who’d given her the best
punishment of her life.

Panties
she’d completely forgotten about slid up her thighs and over her burning bottom,
and her skirt was pulled back into place, and smoothed down.

‘All
right, everybody,’ said Master Dan, warmly. ‘Let’s give Sam a little space now.
Can somebody get me a robe for her? Jake, you can go ahead and remove the
blindfold.’

She
couldn’t see much as her eyes adjusted to the bright light.

His
hands were at her thighs, unbuckling the restraints, and then he came around to
crouch in front of her, his eyes kind, dark, and serious. His face was sweaty,
but not as much of a mess as she supposed hers must be.

‘You
okay, sweetheart?’

She
smiled, and nodded, exhaustion taking her by surprise.

‘You
took your punishment
perfectly
,’ he said, dabbing her face with a cool,
damp cloth.

‘I
forgot to count,’ she sighed.

‘Most
people do. There’s too much going on in their heads to allow them to focus on
what’s going on. Sometimes they actively
try
to cut themselves off from
what’s going on, because it’s just too hard to deal with at the time. Do you
think that’s what happened to you?’

‘Maybe
a little,’ she admitted.

He
leaned forward and kissed her temple. ‘It’s okay,’ he said. ‘We’ll work on it.’

‘Yes,
Sir.’

He
grinned, and took her face in his hands, gently wiping sweat from her eyes with
his thumbs before freeing her wrists.

She
pushed herself up and off the spanking bench, but really it was Master Dan and
Master Jake who did most of the work of getting her upright, and steadying her
through the dizzy spell that ensued.

‘Here
we go,’ said Master Dan, helping her to slip into a blue silk robe, gorgeously
embroidered with images of exotic birds. When it was on, Master Jake tied it
closed, and she clasped the edges together. What the hell had she done, putting
herself on display like that? What must they all think of her? Even
she
didn’t know what to think.

‘Can
we go back to the room?’ she said.

‘Soon.
But first, we’ll go sit in a quiet corner of the bar for a while,’ said Master
Dan. ‘After what’s just happened, I know the instinct is to run and hide, but I
want you to understand that that’s not necessary.’

*

As
promised, Master Dan located a peaceful, dimly-lit corner with a large,
comfortable sofa. Sam curled up against the armrest, taking as much pressure
off of her tender nether regions as possible.

His
mouth quirked. ‘I’ll ease that soreness later on,’ he said. ‘For now, I want
you to think about the behavior that led up to your spanking, and how you felt
while we had you on the bench.’

Her
mind still reeling from what had just happened, she cast her gaze about the
room. In the bar area, two naked men and one topless woman were on their hands
and knees, acting as human tables. The man accidentally – at least, she
thought
it was accidentally – spilled his Domme’s drink. There was a crack loud
enough to make Sam jump, and the man winced. Sam watched as his Domme set her
crop aside without breaking stride in her conversation.