Two Masters for Alex (15 page)

Daniel ran the cane sensually over Alex’s bare ass as he reached down to cup her shaven pussy. Alex shuddered against him. Liam could smell her lust. He slipped his hand beneath the waistband of his pants and grabbed his cock, unable to help himself. Daniel glanced back at Liam, his eyes glittering. He didn’t have the luxury of fabric to hide his bone-hard erection. He smiled at Liam, not the subservient, adoring smile of a sub, but the confident, eager smile of an equal, of a Master. Again Liam felt a hint of discomfort. Yet he knew that dominant spirit was fully directed toward the girl. It was why they had brought her here. He would not deny Daniel his chance to use her properly. He smiled back, giving an encouraging nod.

Daniel turned toward the girl. “Are you ready?” he asked.

“Yes,” she answered, her voice breathy and low. Liam saw she was trembling slightly but she stood her ground. He felt a surge of pride that surprised him since pride implied ownership and he certainly had no claim on the girl!

Daniel stood slightly to the left of her and flexed the cane in the air for a moment, testing its weight and suppleness. Caning was more difficult than whipping or flogging. A cane was lighter than it looked and extremely flexible, more like a whip than a switch when it was wielded. That’s why the proper flick of the wrist was important, to make sure the business end of the cane caught at exactly the right angle.

Daniel drew back his wrist, the cane’s whistle sounding a moment before the rattan met Alex’s tender flesh. She flinched and squealed. He had delivered the first blow perfectly. They both leaned forward, watching as a long, straight white stripe revealed itself across the broadest part of Alex’s small, round bottom. The line of white turned before their eyes to fiery red. Alex was panting hard but she stayed bent over the bar, her fingers clutching it for dear life.

“You took that well,” Daniel cooed in her ear. “Slow your breathing.” He stroked her hair. “I’m going to give you four more strokes. I know you can do this. You’ll be so proud afterward, I promise.” Liam noted his cock was still hard as iron. He stayed quiet as he watched Daniel position himself again just to the left of her as Liam had taught him so the tip of the cane would strike the far buttock at the same time and with the same force as the rest of the cane.

Again a perfect stripe appeared, just above the first one. Alex yelped and shifted, clenching the bar with both hands as she moaned. Daniel glanced back at Liam, his eyes dropping to Liam’s hand, still buried in his pants. He gave a slow smile ripe with sexual innuendo and licked his lips. There was nothing even vaguely submissive in his leering gaze. Clearly the power rush of caning the naked girl was going to his head! Liam would soon knock that insolence out of him, of that he was certain. Meanwhile he simply smiled back, narrowing his eyes at his lover until Daniel looked away.

Three more strikes of the cane were delivered, the lines nearly perfectly parallel, one above the other. Liam marveled at Daniel’s skill. He could not have done it better. He said so and Daniel beamed at him. His cock still raged as did Liam’s. He wanted to take the girl in his own arms, a realization that startled him. Instead, he watched as Daniel did so, gently prying her fingers from the wooden bar and pulling her upright. He held her close for a moment, their naked bodies touching, his hands roaming over her back but avoiding the welted flesh of her ass.

He let her go and stood back. “I’m proud of you,” he said. “We’re both proud of you. Do you want to see?”

Alex at once stood with her back to the mirror and craned around to see her marked ass. The five red welts neatly covered her flesh from thigh to hip. She gasped and touched one of the red lines with a tentative finger. Her expression was a combination of awe, pride and shock. Slowly she turned back to face Daniel.

“How do you feel?” he asked. “Be honest. We need to know.”

Alex looked from him to Liam and then back to Daniel. “I—I’m not sure. I’ve always wanted to be marked like that, but I never had the nerve to let it happen! Is it going to be permanent?”

“No, no,” Daniel laughed reassuringly. “Those will fade in a day or two, possibly longer since your skin is so fair, but by the end of the week you won’t see a thing. At least not from this caning!” He laughed again, an evil curve to his lips. Liam found himself fascinated as he watched Daniel’s dominant side emerging.

Alex looked at once nervous and aroused by Daniel’s comment. Her face was so easy to read, Liam thought, as was Daniel’s. Was his own, he wondered. “My ass stings like a motherfucker!” Alex laughed weakly. “And that damn butt plug is driving me nuts. But,” she paused, blushing prettily as she admitted, “I’m so aroused I can hardly walk. I guess I never realized what a turn-on a caning could be, especially when I haven’t been allowed to come in forever!”

“Forever!” Daniel laughed. “You came last night, you little slut! You would have come this morning too if I hadn’t caught you.”

Alex ducked her head but she was grinning. Liam felt warmth toward the girl kindle inside him. Where Daniel was a steady, hot flame of passion in his life, Alex was like a sparkler on the Fourth of July, shimmering with a fascinating energy he realized he wanted to explore further.

The girl had certainly redeemed herself with her beautifully submissive display in taking a caning Liam knew had frightened her—and taking it with such grace. Daniel had been the model of dominant restraint. A lesser Dom could have easily gone too far, cutting the skin, terrifying the novice submissive into using her safeword. Daniel had led Alex masterfully through her paces and then properly gauged and assessed her reactions afterward. A reward was in order, for both of them.

“Remove the plugs,” Liam said, “and meet me in the bedroom.”

Chapter Nine

This was more like it! Alex lay on her stomach between the two gorgeous men, cradling her head in her arms. Daniel was rubbing a soothing salve into the welts on her poor bottom. The cream eased the sting but his fingers kept the flame of desire burning in her pussy. She spread her legs as far as she dared, a silent if obvious invitation for his fingers to stray. They did not.

Liam lay on his side, propping his head up in one hand as he watched them. He leaned over Alex to kiss Daniel. Alex started to turn over, but a strong hand on her lower back held her in place. She surrendered with a small sigh. Their kisses were not yet for her. For the moment it was enough just be in their bed, in the “Master” bedroom, she thought with a wry grin.

The caning, which had hurt more than any other erotic torture to which she’d ever been subjected, had left Alex burning in more ways than one. She didn’t know how to explain it, but knew she didn’t have to—not with these two men. They would intrinsically understand it wasn’t the pain per se she was seeking but the place it took her to when she was able to let go enough to permit it.

Though the strokes of the rattan rod had been almost too much to bear, ironically she’d felt let down when it was over. It was as if she were teetering on the edge of something, something deeper, something more profound, and it had been snatched away before she could reach out and seize it. She wanted to talk to Daniel about this. Had he ever experienced something more than mere pleasure and pain twisting and braiding together? She sensed there was something more to achieve but she didn’t yet have the vocabulary or the experience to articulate it.

She knew now wasn’t the time. She lay still, listening to the sexy sounds of the two men leaning over her as they kissed. They each had their own unique masculine scent. Liam smelled like his lime aftershave with hints of leather, cedar and raw, male heat. Daniel’s scent was lighter but no less alluring—a grace note of sandalwood and fresh pine blended with a sensual musk that was subtle and alluring. She wished she could lay each man out and take her time—touching every part of their bodies, licking, tasting, exploring, ravishing.

The heavy hand resting on her back was lifted as the men moved more insistently over her. She managed to twist herself beneath them, flipping over so she faced them. They were, as she’d suspected, locked in a passionate kiss, their bodies creating an inverted V over her. The throb in her cunt that had been prevalent since she’d arrived in their house kicked into high gear. She grabbed one hand with the other to keep from touching herself. No way was she going to ruin this chance.

Eventually the lovers separated, each falling to his pillow on either side of her. Liam leaned up again on his elbow. “Hey, who told you to move?” She didn’t answer, distracted by his fingers, which had found and were massaging one of her nipples. Daniel, apparently taking the cue, began to fondle and pull at the other. Alex couldn’t suppress the moan of pleasure as her nipples hardened and distended. “Clamps would be perfect for these, don’t you think, Daniel?”

“Absolutely. Shall I get them?”

“Later. I want to see how sensitive she is.” He gave a savage twist as he said this, catching Alex by surprise. She screamed. He laughed softly and twisted again. Daniel followed suit, pinching and pulling her other nipple. Pain shot through her nerve endings, flying from her brain and zipping directly to her throbbing clit. She was barely aware of her own hand creeping down toward her pussy until someone slapped it away.

“No discipline,” Daniel remarked dryly.

“I wasn’t going to—” Alex began, but her excuses were cut off by Liam’s large hand clamping over her mouth.

“Hush. Don’t speak unless spoken to while you’re in our bed, slave girl.” He lifted his hand from her mouth and stroked her cheek lightly. In a more gentle voice he added, “Remember, it was only this morning you were caught with your hand in your pants. Am I going to have to keep you under lock and key?”

“Perhaps a chastity belt,” Daniel offered, grinning. Alex controlled her impulse to shoot him a withering look. Instead, she affected what she hoped was a chastened expression. Was it her fault she was turned-on by being manhandled by two of the most gorgeous men she’d ever been with? Was it her fault her clit ached so much she thought she might explode if she didn’t at least rub it a little?

“We won’t rule it out,” Liam said with a frown, though it seemed to Alex his eyes were dancing with mirth. “We’ll have to get her fitted of course. Bring someone in to take her measurements.” Alex closed her eyes, the image of a stainless steel chastity belt like the kind she’d seen in Internet sex toy catalogues coming into her mind. They looked very sexy in the pictures—long strips of metal covering the clit and outer labia, locked into place with a key only her Masters would retain. She knew herself—knew the moment such a device was placed over her sex her desire would heighten tenfold. Alex had always been the sort of person who craved the thing she was forbidden much more so than if it had been freely given.

“I’ll be good,” she said in a little girl voice.

“You will, we’ll see to it,” Daniel promised.

Liam rolled from his side of the bed and stood. Alex couldn’t help but stare at his naked form, longer and leaner than Daniel but no less attractive. He had dark curling chest hair in a V on his sternum, tapering down between strong abs. His cock, even at half-mast, was formidable, longer than Daniel’s and nearly as thick. She could almost feel it pressing its way into her hot, needy tunnel. Liam wasn’t looking at her however.

“Daniel, come with me a moment.” Daniel at once sat up and swung his feet over the side of the bed. Together the two men retreated into their bathroom, leaving Alex alone in the huge bed. How lovely it would be to sleep here between the two of them, she thought, after a long session of lovemaking. She would fall into an exhausted, sated sleep, cradled in the arms of her two lovers…

The men came out a moment later. “Get on the floor, Alex. On your knees,” Daniel snapped. “You’re going to make Liam’s cock hard for me.” Alex scurried to obey, thrilled to be permitted to suck Liam’s cock at last. She hoped she’d be able to keep that damn gag reflex at bay! She would think peaceful, easing thoughts, opening herself to him as best she could.

Liam stood imperiously before her, his deep, dark eyes boring into hers as she eagerly took his cock into her mouth. Automatically she lifted her hands to cup and fondle his balls and grip the base of his long cock. Daniel, who stood just behind her, grabbed her wrists and held her hands behind her back. “No, no,” he admonished her. “No hands. You aren’t there to get him off, slut. Just to make him hard. He’ll use you as he sees fit.”

“Cuff her, Daniel. It’s tiresome to keep reminding her.” As Liam spoke, he took Alex’s head in his hands, holding her steady while he eased his cock into her mouth. A moment later Daniel was behind her, slipping leather cuffs onto her wrists and clipping them together. She knelt in helpless subservience as Liam began to fuck her mouth. His cock quickly hardened to its full length, snaking its way down her throat as he held her fast. Alex began to gag and tried to pull back but he held her fast.

“She’ll need a
lot
more training, Daniel,” Liam said. Alex’s eyes were tearing and she felt herself veering toward panic as he choked her with his cock. He apparently took pity because he pulled back and allowed her take a breath before entering her mouth once more.

“Get your ass ready for me, sexy boy,” Liam’s sensual voice held a clear command.
Oh my god
!
He
’
s going to fuck Daniel in front of me
! One of Alex’s hottest fantasies was to watch two strong, beautiful men have wild sex. Of course the fantasy included her as they turned finally from one another to make passionate love to her until she passed out. Could her wildest dreams be coming true tonight?