“Training? Maintenance?” What were they talking about?
“Shh,” Slade commanded. “No talking. It’s nothing you can’t handle, baby. I have faith in you.”
She closed her mouth. Oddly, she took their word that whatever they had in mind, she would have no problem managing it. They sought her submission now, but as long as her voice was heard outside the bedroom, she could give them what they needed.
“Absolutely. When we talk about training, we’re talking about teaching you to be our perfect submissive. We’re going to train your body to accept pleasure and dominance, while you learn to please us in return,” Dex explained. “We’ll introduce you to bondage and some forms of exotic play.”
To someone with so little experience, it all sounded ridiculously over her head. But this was Dex and Slade. They would take care of her. They would open a whole new world for her.
“And the maintenance refers to a regular waxing regimen we’ll insist on for that pretty pussy.” Slade’s lips curved into a wicked grin. “It’s going to be so pink and pretty.”
“We can always shave her in the morning. I would do it tonight, but I don’t want to wait.” If anyone would have asked her in the past how she felt about altering her body in such a personal way to suit them, she would have balked. But now it sounded so simple. They weren’t asking a lot, and it pleased them. Pleasing them made her happy.
Slade got down on one knee. “Do you understand what he’s saying? Soon, we’re going to take you into that shower and spread your legs. I’ll hold you down, and he’s going to shave that pussy of ours until it’s ripe and bare and pretty as a peach.”
“A-all right.” Her voice shook almost as much as she did. She wanted to say it was nerves, but Hannah knew better. Excitement coursed through every muscle until she shook.
“But don’t think I won’t taste her just the way it is. Slade, you got to spank her. It’s my turn to play.”
Slade climbed onto the big bed and wedged himself behind her. She could feel the hard line of his erection against her spine as he pulled her back, his chest to her back, cradling her in his arms. He caught her ankles with his legs and spread her wide, kissing her temple, her neck, as Dex climbed between her thighs.
“He’s going to eat your pussy, love. He’s going to make a feast out of you.” Slade’s voice had gone dark and deep, seducing her with words. “I’m going to watch and feel every shudder and twitch you make.”
Her breath caught. Her womb clenched. She could hardly wait.
“I love the way you smell.” Dex took a deep breath, letting his nose touch her labia. Hannah felt so vulnerable, and somehow that excited her even more. She loved the way Slade’s body wrapped around hers, anchoring her. In other circumstances, she would be horribly embarrassed by what they were doing to her, but now it seemed right.
And then she wasn’t thinking about anything but the slow slide of Dex’s tongue rasping against her flesh, lighting up every one of her nerves. She tried to arch, to demand more, but Slade’s grip tightened.
“No, Hannah. You be still. Take what Dex gives you.”
He licked his way up her swollen folds slowly, followed by a torturous flick over her clit.
She gasped, every sensation so stirring. He made her dizzy. He made her feel alive. She writhed between the two men, wondering how she’d ever survive such pleasure.
“Let him lead, Hannah,” Slade insisted. “If you misbehave, we’ll tie you down. We’re fully equipped here. We can bind your hands to the headboard and strap down your torso, but my favorite part will be fitting your legs to the spreader. I’ll make sure you’re comfortable, but you won’t be able to shift even an inch. Your pretty thighs will be so wide.” Hannah moaned as Dex continued to nibble on her pussy. He pulled one soft fold into his mouth, sucking briefly, then the other. He was devouring her like a sweet treat. His tongue slipped in and out, plunging deep, as if he couldn’t get enough. There wasn’t an inch of her he didn’t taste. The orgasm built inside her. Now that she’d had one, she recognized the sensations.
And she longed for it.
“Please, Dex.”
Slade’s hands went straight to her nipples. He pinched them with a punishing little twist.
Hannah gasped as that tiny bite of pain opened a livewire straight to her pussy. Arousal jolted her, hovered, like it played on a knife’s edge.
“That got her juices flowing, brother.” Dex chuckled, the vibration resonating against her sensitive flesh.
“She’s not allowed to talk.” Slade pinched her again, making Hannah mewl. “Next time, I’ll put these incredibly sensitive nipples in clamps.”