Tag didn’t seem to notice as he easily carried her in his arms. She knew they were walking down the hall now by the sound of his boots echoing along the walls. When they stopped, she heard the electronic beeps of the keypad as Zander, since Tag held her in his arms, put his code in to unlock the door. This was it. They were going down the stairs to where the playroom was. She tried not to think of it as the basement. It wasn’t the same thing as in her past.
Still, as Tag took the first steps she stiffened in his arms. He pulled her tighter against him and kissed her forehead.
“Easy, baby girl. I’ve got you. Nothing bad is going to happen to you.”
They continued down the steps. She imagined Zander was walking ahead of them just in case Tag lost his balance. Then they stopped at the bottom. Tag eased her to her feet, keeping one hand on her shoulder to steady her until he was satisfied she wasn’t going to fall.
“That was very good, kitten,” Zander said. “Are you ready to take the blindfold off now?”
“Yes,” she whispered.
“Yes, what?” Tag asked in a deeper voice.
“Yes, Sir.” She’d forgotten in all of this that she was their submissive when they were down here or at the club. It had been one of the things they’d agreed to.
She felt one of them loosen the tie at the back of her head and the blindfold fell away. She blinked a few times before she was able to see without squinting. The room appeared the same that she remembered from that horrible day a week ago. Tiny pricks of unease traveled down her spine, but she held fast. Tessa was determined to get through this. They were merely going to play a little tonight.
“Follow me, kitten,” Zander said.
She followed him as he walked over to the spanking bench. Tessa knew what it was and what would more than likely happen once she was draped over it. He stopped next to it and looked expectantly at her. She’d never been on one before and wasn’t sure exactly how to do it. Drawing in a deep breath, Tessa looked up at Zander, her lips trembling.
“I’m not sure how to get on it.”
“Tag will help you, Tessa. Just relax and let him show you what to do,” Zander said.
She looked over at the other man and waited for him to direct her. He showed her where to put her knees and how to drape herself over the padded top. Then he adjusted the height a little bit so that she wasn’t straining to remain in place. When he fastened a wide strap across her lower back, she panicked.
“Tag? What are you doing?” she asked with a soft whimper.
“Easy, baby. This is just to keep you from moving so that you can’t accidently get hurt. We’re not going to restrain your hands or legs this time. We just want to do this for your safety, Tessa. Breathe for me,” Tag said.
She fought back the fear that threatened to break through and leave her screaming to be let up. She could do this. She would do this.
I’m not this weak. They aren’t going to leave me like this or hurt me. It’s just a spanking. I’ve had worse.
She kept repeating this over and over in her head until, finally, her breathing evened out. As much as giving over her freedom to them scared her, it was also a little exciting. Just being around them kept her pulse rate up and her body tense, but not with real fear. At last, she nodded and her body relaxed over the bench. Tag walked around to where she could see his boots. The sound of his zipper followed by the rustling of clothes let her know he was undressing. Then his cock was right there near her lips.
“Suck my cock, baby girl. Make me feel good while Zander warms that ass up,” Tag said.
Without thought, Tessa opened her mouth and Tag let his dick rest lightly against her lips. She stuck just the tip of her tongue against the spongy crown and licked across the tiny slit. At his hiss of pleasure, she flattened her tongue and swept it all around the top before sucking on as much of it as he’d given her.
“Don’t bite him, Tessa,” Zander said.
It was all the warning she got before his hand popped one ass cheek, sending a zinging sting across her ass. It burned but didn't hurt. She sucked on Tag’s thick cock, taking all that he gave her as Zander continued to lightly pepper her ass cheeks with this hand. It became a matter of pride for her to suck on Tag as hard as she could without allowing even the tiniest tip of a tooth to touch him when Zander’s hand warmed her bottom.
“So fucking good,” Tag said with a low growl. “Take more of me, Tessa.”
She eagerly accepted more of his shaft into her mouth, realizing that it meant that her teeth were going to graze him no matter how hard she tried to keep them away from the tender tissues. He was too thick to avoid it that deep.