Their Virgin Captive(74)

“This isn’t going to go easy, darlin’,” Dex intoned, his Texas accent more pronounced as he became aroused. “You owe us twenty-five for disobeying.”

Smack. This one on her right cheek had to have come from Slade. Tears formed, hot and desperate, in her eyes. “And another five for trying to top from the bottom.” She didn’t point out that she hadn’t tried; she’d done it. She had everything she wanted, including this spanking.

Smack. The hardest one yet, and it had landed right between her cheeks, heating up the crack of her ass.

“That’s for throwing glassware at my head.” Gavin hummed. “Fuck, that’s pretty. It’s so pink.”

She felt someone pull her cheeks apart.

“Where is the plug, Hannah?” Displeasure resonated in Dex’s voice.

She’d forgotten about that. “I took it out.”

Hannah didn’t mention that she’d thrown it away.

All three men growled.

The smacks rained down, one after another. She heard them counting, but somewhere at ten they seemed to recede until all she felt was her body and its sensations. Tears squeezed from her eyes. Even that felt good. The pain released not only the fears and worries she’d buried deep inside her, but it freed up some reserve and uncertainty that she’d kept chained up. She was safe here. She could trust her men and discover herself.

Heat lit up the flesh of her ass. It only started out as sharp, stinging pain. Then…it morphed into a deep warmth, seeping beneath her skin. Every nerve in her body leapt to life, kindling need in her veins. Her breasts, weighed down by the clamps, brushed the cool wood of the table, setting off another wave of awareness. Everything inside her seemed awake and alive.

“Add another twenty for taking out the plug.” Slade’s demand brought Hannah out of her pleasant haze.

A hand smacked her already sore ass once more. God, how was she going to take another twenty? They were going to make her, and that fact sent pleasure hammering straight between her legs.

She gasped as big, male hands, Slade’s she thought, pulled her cheeks apart and cold lube dribbled onto her rosette.

“Is she ready?” Gavin asked.

Hannah tensed, her stomach knotting. She knew what they were talking about. She was nervous but ready. Her first brush with real anal sex might be rough, but she wasn’t about to shy away. She wanted to be filled with her men.

“God, she’s going to be so tight.” Dex’s voice spoke as she felt a new plug begin to breach her ass. A familiar ache started. Jittery, jangled sensations sparked to life deep inside. “This is the medium plug, baby. You should know that I’ll regularly plug you as a part of our play. If you take one out without permission, I’ll just use a bigger one next time. We’ll never run out of ways to fill you up.”

She knew they would keep her full in more ways than sexually. They would fill her life, her heart, and one day, her womb. What had seemed so empty just days before now burst at the seams, giving her hope, anticipation for the future, and perfect contentment.

She breathed out and arched her back further. The plug slid home. She would never deny them what they needed.

“Very good, baby.” Dex walked around and lifted the blindfold. A warm smile creased his face, and his voice had softened. “Are you trying to get out of the last count?” She shook her head. “No. I want it. I want everything my Masters want to give me.” He chuckled and kissed her forehead. “Masters. We all know who’s really in charge. Give it to her. I’m dying to get to the part where we make her come.” The slaps started again, Slade and Gavin seeming content to take turns. When the heat sank into her skin, they caressed her with a gentle but firm hand. One of them pressed and played with the plug while the other found her pussy. She whimpered at the feel of deft fingers teasing her folds and brushing her clit for a moment before retreating. Then the spanking began once more.

Over and over they repeated the process until Hannah was so aroused she thought she would scream.

Finally, after what seemed like a lifetime, Gavin finished counting, then teased between her legs again. “She’s very wet. I think our little sub liked her spanking.” So much. Hannah was taut with hunger, her body nearly screaming in need. “Please.” Dex bent to her. “What did you say, darlin’?”

“Please, Dex. I need you.”

His lips split into a wide smile. “I’m right here. I’m not going anywhere.”



“That isn’t what she’s saying, and you know it.” Slade was the soft touch. Hannah felt fingers press against her clitoris. “She’s desperate to come. Are we going to give our bratty little sub permission?”