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Ink nipped at her ear. The sharp bite seemed to travel right down to her clit. “Darlin’, sharing you is the most vanilla part of what we like. How much do you know about BDSM? Do you have any of those naughty books hidden away somewhere?”
Jade’s heart raced and her nipples tightened almost painfully. Her e-reader was overflowing with stories about BDSM. The fictional men in those books had fueled almost as many fantasies as these men had when she stalked them on social media. The ability of the women in those stories to give over control sounded amazing. But could that ever happen to her?
Her past lovers had been good enough, but outside a slap on the ass or two, none of them had been particularly creative. Her fantasies fell on the spicy side of the spectrum. Since she was usually single, she had an extensive collection of toys ranging from the basic to exotic to help make her solo adventures worthwhile.
She cleared her throat. “I might have read about it.”
Hannibal’s breath skimmed along her other ear. “Are you a dirty girl?”
She blushed and fought the urge to look down at the ground. Focus was so hard with these men surrounding her, causing her imagination to run wild. A small jolt of nerves warred with her desire to jump in with both feet.
Jade needed to push herself if she was ever going to experience, even once, some of the things she’d dreamed about. She didn’t believe for one moment that these men would be interested in making a long-term commitment, but maybe, if she played her cards right, she would be able to tick off a few of her fantasies before they got tired and moved on.
“I’ve never considered two men. But I think that’s because my imagination was severely lacking.” She gasped as her arms were pulled behind her back. The urge to struggle was overwhelming, and she pulled against Ink’s tight grip. A strange sense of peace poured over her at the knowledge she couldn’t move.
She arched back and looked up into Ink’s eyes. They showed desire, strength, and the ultimate knowledge that he had her trapped. Hannibal’s eyes held a wicked gleam as his gaze took in her body. She settled into the embrace and her pussy clenched, wanting more.
“I think you’ll like that, Jade,” desire filling Hannibal’s words with a growl. “If you’ve read the dirty books, you know about the stoplight system.” She nodded and Ink pulled her arms tighter.
He leaned his body against hers. The movement pressing her between them and stealing her breath. Her breasts throbbed against her tank top. The fabric of her bra rubbing against her nipples and causing a jolt of pleasure to shoot down to her core.
“Tell us what it is, use your words.” Ink’s voice rumbled through her chest and it took a moment for her to remember what he wanted to hear.
“Red means stop. Yellow, slow. Green, good. I’m so green right now I’m soaking my panties.”
Hannibal’s hands came up and cupped the undersides of her breasts. His thumbs ran slow, lazy strokes across the bottom swells. A jolt of pleasure caused her to buck when he flicked over the tips of her nipples.
“You’re so green, what?” Ink’s last word was almost a whisper.
Her brain struggled to function as Hannibal slowly moved back and forth over her tightened nipples with his thumb, and Ink somehow made his grip tighter. How did they expect her to think at a time like this? Inspiration struck, and she almost laughed, which would not have been a good idea.
Not wanting to ruin the moment, she answered, “So green, Sirs.”
Ink’s breath was hot on her neck. His voice rumbled against her throat. “That’ll do for now. But when we really play, I prefer Master.”
The statement should have been ridiculous. She was an independent woman, not someone’s slave. Jade’s body seemed to disagree as every part of her practically vibrated at the idea of these men controlling her to that extent. A sweet jolt of pain raced through her body as Ink bit her neck at the same time Hannibal pinched her nipples.
She groaned her pleasure, not sure if she should press back into Ink or forward into Hannibal. Eyes closed, she lost herself in the sensations as the two of them alternated between gentle caresses and quick flicks of pain. Back and forth they took her and Jade’s core dampened. She tightened her thighs as her clit pulsed in time with the pressure on her nipples.
Her eyes shot open at a sharp sting to her thigh. “None of that, little Jewel. Your pleasure is at our command. You don’t get to sneak and play with yourself.” Jade didn’t consider what she was doing as playing with herself, but Hannibal’s words had her wanting to clench harder.
“Yes, Sir. Sorry, Sir.” The words were so natural, like they could be nothing else but Sir in that moment.
Ink nipped her throat. “You don’t know our rules yet, but I don’t care. I want to punish that gorgeous bottom pressing so temptingly against my cock. Lean forward and place your hands around Hannibal’s neck. Stick that ass out for me.”
Her mind whirled as the grip on her arms released. Hannibal raised her arms until they stretched around his neck. How was she supposed to bend over? The man was almost a foot taller than her. Ink gripped her hips and pulled Jade backwards until she was stretched, but barely bent.
Hannibal winked. “She’s not quite tall enough to make this work. He grabbed one of the two chairs in the room and sat down. Not letting her hands move from around his neck for even a moment. The position held them intimately close, face to face.
Bent at a ninety-degree angle her face next to Hannibal’s and her ass out towards Ink. She licked her lips. As if he felt the same draw, Hannibal leaned in the last few inches and claimed her mouth with a fiery kiss. She felt Ink’s hands on her shorts and soon cool air sent shivers up her spine as he pulled them down along with her underwear.
She moaned, loving the kiss and the exposed feeling of being half naked in her office. The anticipation of the spanking that was to come as much of a turn on as the man in front of her mouth. Pain didn’t scare her. But not experiencing this would be something she regretted her whole life.
The first smack had her yelping, but it quickly morphed into a warm heat that she knew had her slowly dripping down her inner thighs. She moaned in frustration into Hannibal’s mouth as light tap after tap landed on her ass. The blows were barely hard enough to give her the jolt of adrenaline that she’d expected.
Hannibal reached between them and scooped her breasts out over her bra and tank top so they were hanging down towards the ground. He began playing with both her nipples and his kiss grew rougher.
So did Ink’s strokes. Finally, he was giving her what she wanted. None of it made sense in her head, but that didn’t matter. She knew she wanted even more and would not try to puzzle out why.
