Chapter 21
Jenna was convinced she’d never felt more vulnerable in her entire life, yet somehow, she still felt safe. She decided she would try to figure out the puzzle of that later, because right now something was brushing the inside the arch of her left foot. The soft tickle of a feather slowly worked its way up and around her ankle. The touch was so light that if she hadn’t been attuned to what was happening, anticipating each and every touch, she might have missed it. Just as she was starting to register the sensation, it stopped. Mitch leaned into her field of vision. “Jenna, I’m going to blindfold you for the first part of the sensation play so you’ll be more focused on feeling. When one of the senses is taken away, the others are enhanced. Now, close those beautiful, inquisitive eyes for me.” When Jenna closed her eyes, she felt him place something silky soft over her eyes and secure it before speaking to her again. “Do you know what your Master was using on your foot before, sweetness?”
“Yes, Master Mitch, it was a feather.” Jenna knew her voice was airy, and she was starting to recognize that tone in her own voice, when she sounded like that, she was starting to sink into “the zone.” She smiled at her own ridiculous observation, she felt a small slap directly on top of her already-sensitive pussy lips which caused her to gasp and her juices to begin to flow in a rush she was afraid would be literally running out of her.Christ, how embarrassing would that be? Get yourself together, Jenna, you’d better pull your head out of your ass and enjoy this moment before it’s gone and there isn’t another to replace it.God, but it was going to be hard to let Colt go. She was starting to see herself in the role of “his,” but she knew he’d never want her forever. Well, hell, even a bastard like Ted Scott had only wanted her for an evening. She’d resigned herself long ago to the fact that she was going to be a terrific aunt someday, but she’d probably never find a man willing to deal with the baggage she carried. What man would want someone who had been so weak they couldn’t even fight off the sexual advances of an injured man? Once she’d recovered enough and her brothers had been home long enough to teach her some self-defense moves, she’d vowed she’d never be a victim again, but even all that preparation and training couldn’t undo the damage of the past. She’d never be able to recover the truly fun-loving, free spirit she’d been before it had all been taken away. Her fear every time her brothers had gone on a mission had been almost debilitating. Would Ted Scott make good on his threat and kill them? Would he kill one of them as a warning to her? She’d known if he killed one, the other would be as good as dead, they were twins, and that bond was soul deep.
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Colt had stopped moving at Grayson’s hand gesture. One of the great things about having been teammates for so long was that they didn’t need words to communicate. Colt knew the other man was listening to the thoughts he knew had to be racing through Jenna’s mind. Damn, he could almost hear the gears grinding in that beautiful little head. He’d placed a pad and paper in one of the table’s many drawers earlier after they’d decided they would blindfold her during this portion of the scene. They’d known it would enhance her responses, and what Grayson had told her about that was the truth. But it would also enable Grayson to give Colt some information directly as to what Jenna was thinking. Grayson grabbed the pen and paper and started to write brief words and phrases, and what Colt read did not make him happy at all.She feels unworthy? What the fuck? How is that possible? She’s fucking perfect!At his puzzled expression, Grayson signed,Remember, no victim counseling.
Mitch Grayson had volunteered at a women’s shelter during college, and he had spent a lot of time trying to explain to his friends how the minds of women in general and victims in particular worked, but most of the time he’d end up throwing his hands into the air in frustration and telling them he doubted any of them would ever find a woman willing to put up with their dimwitted selves. Of course a lot of the time, they were just fucking with him, but then again, often they truly had not a clue what he was trying to tell them.
Deciding he’d let Grayson make some additional notes so he’d be able to remember everything later, Colt started moving the feather slowly up and back down the inside of Jenna’s thighs. He drew it softly through her swollen petals and saw the muscles draw together and then relax, the same muscle response he’d felt when he’d had his dick deep inside her and slowly started to withdraw, it had felt like she was trying to hold him inside with her tight squeeze. God, her pussy was already so wet, and he could literally feel the heat of her radiating clear through his jeans.
“Now, pet, I’m going to let Master Mitch work on those beautiful nipples for a bit, we’ll see what types of sensations you respond to. And while he is doing that, I’m going to be loosening up this beautiful ass so you are prepared for the most amazing experience you’ll ever have in a ménage.” Colt had heard her small gasp as he’d spoken the straightforward words to her. He’d known she’d like hearing what was going to happen as much to ease her fears as she seemed to enjoy the erotic words being spoken to her. He had known a few Doms over the years who liked to use humiliation during scenes, calling their subs whores or worse. None of the Doms he was friends with found that arousing at all. As a matter of fact, he was certain if that took place in a public scene at ShadowDance Alex or Zach would be having a heart-to-heart with the Dom before they’d be allowed to leave that evening. Biting back a smile, he decided to give her just a bit more “blow by blow,” so to speak.
“Oh, my sweet pet likes it when I talk a bit dirty, doesn’t she? She wants to hear how I had planned to use lube on the plug, get it all slicked up before sliding it up into her sweet ass, but since you, my precious pet, are soaking wet I think we’ll use that as lubricant instead. Listen to the delicious noises your beautiful cunt makes when I finger fuck you.” Colt moved his fingers in and out, making sure to curve them just right so they not only brushed against her G-spot, but so they’d also make a loud sucking sound. He knew he’d been right about her response when he felt her first flutters and then the pulsing of her impending orgasm. He immediately pulled his fingers out and gave her a slap. “Oh no you don’t, you are not allowed to come until we give you permission. We both want to be inside you before you are allowed your release. Don’t forget, my love, your orgasms belong to me. Do you understand, pet?” He waited for her response, knowing when a sub was lost in a sensation and trying to stave off the rush of orgasm it often took an extra second or two for them to respond.
“Y–y–yes, M–Master, I, ugh, yes, I understand.” Jenna was clearly struggling to speak, but she had managed to get the words out.
“Good girl, now, let’s see what we can do about stretching this little rosette.” Colt started slowly moving the plug through her folds while he pushed a single finger through the tight ring of muscles and felt her clench her sphincter muscles. Holy shit, she was going to squeeze his cock like a dream. Well, if he ever managed to get inside her. He watched as Grayson used small chips of ice to get Jenna’s nipples to rock-solid peaks, then he pulled them using his teeth until he’d lengthened them to their max.
“Master Mitch has some new jewelry for you, pet. He’s going to place them on you now. You are not allowed to speak unless asked a question, and you are not allowed to orgasm, don’t forget that, princess.” Just as he’d finished speaking, Grayson had put the soft nipple clamps on both nipples at the same time. They’d already set them so they knew they would be tight enough to sting, but wouldn’t truly hurt her. But to a new sub unaccustomed to nipple clamping, this would be a big step. The bite of pain would either bring a flood of cream or a safe word. Which would it be for Jenna?
Jenna gasped.Holy shit that hurts! Oh God, oh God, oh God! How am I supposed to not talk or scream? Breathe, yeah that’s it…I’ll breathe through it, pretend it’s a panic attack…breathe through it.
Colt watched Grayson frown and scribble something on the pad then lean over Jenna and speak close to her ear. “Sweetness, you handled that so well. You breathed through the pain, much like Katarina is learning in her birthing classes. It’s a skill soldiers learn during training. Anyone coping with pain learns the value of deep breathing and focusing. But the added benefit for those experiencing erotic pain is that it allows your body time to change the pain to pleasure. Do you feel how your body is responding? It’s incredible, isn’t it?”
“Oh yes, Master Mitch, it’s so much, but not enough, either.” Colt and Grayson looked at each other, damned, but that was a perfect sub response if he’d ever heard one. Jenna truly was a born submissive. If she allowed herself to embrace the lifestyle, she’d find emotional and physical pleasures beyond anything she’d ever imagined.
Mitch started lightly licking the very tips of her nipples, which were left exposed by the clips he’d attached to her. Her soft moan was exactly the response he’d hoped for. “Oh, sweetness, you are such a good subbie. Master Colt and I are going to give you exactly what you need. Patience is a virtue, you know?” Jenna moaned again, and Mitch noticed that she was starting to move against the restraints.
Mitch moved over to the bed and sat on the edge, waiting as Colt removed her restraints and moved her over to stand in front of him. Colt spoke to her in a soft voice that Mitch recognized as the one he used when he was trying very hard to maintain some semblance of control.
Mitch brought his hand up and brushed Jenna’s cheek with the back of his fingers. “Do you trust us, Jenna? Will you let us show you just how freeing submission can be?” He didn’t have any doubt but that Jenna was ready for this next step, and he hoped like hell he and Colt would be able to hold on long enough to stretch her enough that she would feel nothing but pleasure.
Jenna nodded her head, but when Mitch raised an eyebrow she remembered she was required to answer with words and quickly said, “Yes, I trust you both. I’m not going to lie, I am scared. You are both big and the only time I had anal sex…well, it didn’t go so well.” Mitch actually saw flashes of the scene as she was speaking. He rarely got information that way, but considering Jenna’s own gifts he didn’t suppose he should be surprised.
Working hard to keep his rage hidden, Mitch cradled her face and spoke to her in soft tones. “Jenna, this is all about your pleasure and showing you just how good it can be. Your Master and I are honored that you are placing your trust in us, and we promise we won’t let you down.” Mitch had seen the flash of recognition in Jenna’s eyes when he’d referred to Colt asherMaster, and the fact that she hadn’t corrected him was telling.
Colt had stepped up behind her and began rubbing his hands up and down her arms, and Mitch smiled as she leaned back against Colt, relaxing into his embrace. Colt handed Jenna two condoms and told her to sheath Mitch and then him. Mitch wasn’t able to control his moan of pleasure as her soft fingers rolled the condom down his hard length. After Colt’s condom was in place Mitch watched as he turned her back to face him.
Mitch lay back as Colt instructed Jenna to climb up onto the bed and straddle his lap. Mitch’s breath hitched as her pussy brushed over his cock. Damn, but his dick was so hard it was a wonder it didn’t burst. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d been so hard it had actually been painful. Mitch started rubbing the head of his cock through her swollen pussy lips.Oh damn, but I love a waxed pussy. You can’t hide a thing from me Jenna, I see how your labia is so swollen, hell the lips are almost purple they are so engorged with blood just waiting for me to slip inside your soaking-wet, pulsing heat.
Jenna felt Mitch moving against her aching pussy. Mitch smiled at her then said, “That’s right, sweetness, I want you to take me inside your hot little pussy. I want to see you wrapped around my cock. And after I’ve had a chance to feel your heat wrapped around me and squeezing my cock, you’re going to lie on my chest while Master Colt sinks his cock deep inside your beautiful ass.” Mitch watched her closely for any signs of resistance or fear, and when he didn’t see either, he continued playing her with. “And as he fucks your ass, I’m going to fuck your pussy. Your body is ours to use, and we’re going to use it well. Now raise up, I want you to slide down slowly. Take me into your sweet cunt right now.”
Jenna opened her mouth and ran her tongue out to lick her lips in a move that Mitch knew had not been calculated to seduce, but it had been one of the hottest things he had ever seen. Mitch watched Jenna’s expression go from tense as she first started lowing herself onto his cock to pure lust as she felt her tissues stretching. He recognized her expression as one of deep desire and knew she was okay, so he started fucking her with long strokes. He raised her up until just the tip of his cock was still inside her before pulling her down quickly until he felt his cock bump her cervix. After several strokes Mitch pulled her against his chest and held her tightly so Colt could lube and stretch her ass. Colt slid his fingers into her anus and worked the lube into the tight passage. After several minutes of scissoring his fingers and adding more lube, he knew she was nearing the point of no return, so he stilled his movements. “Pet, remember that you do not have permission to come.” When Jenna’s response was little more than a moan, Colt gave her a couple of stinging swats to each ass cheek. “Pet, I’m warning you, do not come. You will wait until I get myself balls deep in this sweet ass and give you permission. Do you understand?”
Jenna answered in a barely audible voice, “Yes, Master. I understand, and I’m trying. But it feels so good…I don’t know how much longer I can hold it.” Colt was thrilled she’d called him Master rather than Master Colt, proving that she was accepting him on a deeper level.
Leaning over her back so that he could speak right into her ear, Colt said, “Pet, as I start in I want you to push back against me. That’s it—no, not too much. Let me control the speed. Oh fuck, you are so damned tight. You feel like a hot vice squeezing me from every angle. Grayson, you better be close. She is so fucking perfect, I can’t hold off long. Go!”
They set a pounding pace, thrusting in and out in opposition to each other so that one of them was always seated as deep as possible inside her. Just as Colt felt her beginning to ripple around him and knew she was beyond the point of being able to hold her orgasm back, he shouted, “Come now, pet!” And as she screamed and convulsed under him, Colt could feel Grayson through the thin membrane separating them as he plundered her pussy for several more strokes before Colt heard his shout of release just as he fell over into a deep chasm of pleasure himself.
Colt pulled out of her ass even as he was still vibrating from her trembling aftershocks. Hell, he wasn’t even sure his legs were going to carry him to the bathroom to dispose of the condom, and he had to lean against the bathroom vanity for long seconds while he wet a soft cloth with warm water. When he returned to Jenna, she was in exactly the same position, sprawled over Mitch’s chest with her hair a riot of black silk lying all around her. When he started to clean her, she protested, but Mitch still had his arm clamped around her preventing any movement. “Shhh, pet. Let me clean you, it’s my privilege and responsibility.” He gently lifted her off Grayson and watched as his friend made a quick exit to the bathroom to dispose of his condom.
Tenderly wrapping Jenna in his arm and pulling her tight against his chest, Colt watched Mitch slip out of the bathroom and then quietly out of the bedroom to give him privacy with Jenna. Colt knew Mitch was planning to make his move on Rissa soon, and he sent up a silent prayer that his friend would find the same happiness and contentment with his tiny auburn-haired beauty as Colt had found with Jenna.
Rolling Jenna to her back, Colt slid his entire length deep inside her pussy in one thrust and watched as her eyes came fully open before losing their focus once again as she fell over into lust. Colt took his time, pulling almost all the way out of her before pushing himself deep again. Over and over, long, slow strokes that he knew would build her trust and bind her even further to his heart. Colt knew that on some level Jenna already accepted him as her Master, but he wanted her heart also. He wouldn’t settle for anything less that everything she had.
All too soon, his own orgasm was nearing, and he didn’t plan to go over alone. “Jenna, I want you to come with me.” When she seemed lost in the sensations, he reached between them and pinched her clit just as he whispered, “Now! Come now, pet!” Jenna screamed his name at the same time he shouted hers. The orgasm had been every bit as earth shattering as the one before, but in an entirely different way. This had been all about making love to the person he intended to spend the rest of his life with and providing their souls the opportunity to join in a dance as old as mankind. He’d filled her with his seed, and he was basking in the primal feeling of satisfaction of knowing his seed was so deep inside her he knew it had splashed against her womb.
Colt kissed her softly, spoke words of praise close to her ear, and when her gaze returned to him, her eyes were still clouded and half-lidded with her lingering lust, and the small, sweet smile she gave him touched his heart. “You are the most amazing woman, and I can barely think for wanting you, princess.” He withdrew from her and watched in wonder as his seed leaked from her body. He heard his own deep growl and saw her tense. “Watching my seed slide from your beautiful body fulfills something so deep inside me, I’m not sure how to put it into words. And as much as I’d like to leave it there so you’d remember this moment when you awaken tomorrow morning, I’m going to clean it from you for your comfort.” When she started to protest yet again, he leaned over her and pressed his lips lightly to hers in a tender kiss before speaking. “Remember, it’s my privilege and duty to care for you, to provide for your every need. Please don’t deny me what is mine.”Mine!The word had been growing louder in his mind with each passing day.