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“A week or two? That will give me the chance to get my head right,” Rebecca said with a nervous laugh. “I know next to nothing about this stuff. I might need to do some research.”

“We’ll teach you all you need to know,” said Alec, and just the timbre of sexiness in his voice had her pussy fluttering.

Mmm hmmm
. The things it did to her hearing those words. Oh, how well they would teach. She had no doubt the brothers would keep to their end of the bargain admirably.

“I need to know something. Why me?” She just
had
to ask.

“Two words, Rebecca. Last night,” Alec said simply.

“I don’t understand,” Rebecca murmured as her head tipped with interested.

“It’s going to be hard to explain,” Alec went on. “But the fact is, last night gave us the inkling that we’ve found what Tristan and I were looking for in a submissive we wanted to share.”

Submissive. Share
. Words that had been so alien to her before last night. She’d never known about her fantasy to be taken by two men at the same time; to be shared between them in the most carnal of ways. Neither had she known about her submissive side; the part of her that enjoyed the loss of control over what happened to her; that part that reveled in the art of giving in to her dominant lover – or in this case lovers. Alec and Tristan; two brothers who had everything she’d ever dreamed to find in the male species.

Sex appeal. In droves. Drowning her. Even
frightening
her with the intensity of the way she responded to it. With nipples taut and a jelly-like consistency overtaking her lower half.

What were the odds; her: Rebecca Walters, catching the fancy of men like them? The first night had seemed like a fluke. Turning round, finding them standing there and realizing she was the one they’d come to meet.

She’d always felt so girl-next-door; now she had to think of the possibility of belonging to two of the hottest men she’d ever met. It wasn’t romance, wasn’t anything close to a normal relationship, but it was something. That was better than nothing, right?

Just stop analyzing and leave before you actually do something crazy and accept
, said her inner warning voice.

A deep breath escaped her in a rush. “So this gets to extend past one night. One night that I never planned on happening. Now I’m being offered a role I’m not sure I understand. Submissive – what does it even entail?”

“There’s no blueprint to what a submissive stands for. It can be whatever we want it to be. You included. Alec and I don’t get to make
all
the rules, Rebecca,” said Tristan, lips tilted in that trademark sex-devil smile.

“I see.” Well, that lifted some weight off her mind, knowing she had a say in this – whatever ‘this’ was; she still hadn’t decided. “So, tell me more. My curiosity is duly whetted.”

“As a first time submissive, and since we’ll be on a trial run, we’ll try not to take things too hardcore,” Alec began.

Rebecca suddenly recalled the memory of being tied up, spanked and thoroughly fucked until she was totally spent…that was definitely more hardcore than she’d ever experienced. She could only imagine what lay in store. Much as she was fearful of the prospect, she secretly admitted to a deepening excitement.

And yet an inner voice cried,
had she learned nothing from the unexpected turn of last night’s events
? These two hunks had no qualms getting an unsuspecting female into their clutches. Rebecca never expected to be seduced into all the deviant acts that had taken place.

She’d certainly never have envisioned her body being used to its fullest potential, pleasing these two brothers. And she’d given in to every minute of it. But what type of girl wanted to be used like that on a continuous basis?

Shrugging off her shoulder at the question, Rebecca realized she yearned to find out more about this forbidden side of her. And Alec and Tristan could show her how.

Rebecca wondered if she’d had submissive tendencies all along. She was undoubtedly a ‘people pleaser’; she already had been described as such by friends. But did that mean she needed to be dominated sexually to feel complete?

At her core, she realized she
did
enjoy giving up control to Alec and Tristan sexually. She wanted to be used for their pleasure; whatever their pleasure might entail. Which in turn, would please
her
.

They’d already lit a flame of desire within her, intoxicating her with their strength and awareness of what she deeply wanted, absolutely needed.

Undoubtedly, they read her accurately inside out. Knew she was an everyday, repressed and shy woman hiding the wanton beneath. In the past, she’d had to make do with her basic sexual needs barely being fulfilled. Now here were two lovers who could frame her into anything they wanted. She could try all she wanted to repress her urges as much as possible, but the brothers seemed determined to discover all of her buttons and push them accordingly.

Their confidence and control were an absolute turn on for her. It amazed her how quickly she had willingly submitted her mind and body to them. She was secretly looking forward to discovering her limits. Just how far was she willing to go?

She listened raptly as Alec and Tristan went on to explain potential scenes and limits that they wanted to explore and discern with her.

All Rebecca could do was quell her throbbing pussy as anticipation rose deep within. By some stroke of fortune, she’d found men who knew her inner desires, wants and needs. All she wished she could do was please them for as long as possible.

Even now, their words left phantom caresses on her skin, causing shivers down her spine. Their passion was an itch she could not scratch, and she was undeniably getting addicted to them so soon. To their touch and kiss.

Her body yearned for them to touch her leaving a trail of flames on her skin. For them to manipulate her body while forcing her to cum for them; pleasing them.

Was it so wrong to hunger for more?

“We’ll only expect you to be our submissive a few times a week at most. We understand about your life and work commitments, as we have those of our own. But with careful deliberation we’re sure we can make out time that’s convenient for all concerned,” Alec added.

Rebecca was deep in consideration once Alec had finished speaking.
So…a few times a week or so of fun and games till these two get bored with it all. How am I supposed to agree to that?

But maybe it was exactly what she needed right now.

No promises, no expectations; just a clear-cut interaction that was on a purely physical level.

“It feels like last night you didn’t get much of a choice,” Tristan said. “Now’s the chance to walk in with your eyes wide open.” He smiled and reached out to tuck a wayward strand behind her ear.

Rebecca bit on her lip and willed the thrumming in her pussy to subside. Whenever they so much as brushed their fingertips on her, she melted. Was it a wonder her legs found it impossible to get up and run like her mind was telling her to do?

She’d never have thought herself the type to succumb to casual sex with two strangers on the first night. Now she was far too comfortable thinking about enjoying a purely physical connection with the two brothers for the duration of their proposed ‘arrangement’.

Had this side of her been lurking beneath the surface all along, waiting for the right moment to emerge from those dark, unchaste depths?

“We were hoping you’ll choose to stay on with us – spend the weekend. We’ll get you home Monday morning in time to prepare for work,” Tristan suggested silkily.

Rebecca gulped.
That would be say, two more nights of the bliss similar to last night.
Christ above, that was enough incentive right there to say an emphatic
YES!

But Rebecca had to brush back her inner voice and let common sense prevail.

“If I’m going to consider this whole um, threeway submissive arrangement, I’ll need to gain some…perspective. If I stay, I’m not going to get that,” she breathed, shaking her head.

“If you stay, you’ll get to know us better,” Alec suggested. “I’m sure there’re a lot of questions in your mind about us.”

Oh sure. Like why the hell they were so comfortable with the idea of sharing the same woman on a regular basis. Like what made them tick; their history, their everyday lives.
They’d got to talk over dinner last night but there were still too many blanks that Rebecca found herself wondering about.

“You don’t have to leave,” Tristan murmured, in that same silky tone that dripped down the length of her spine like hot wax.

“But…my things. I only have what I’m putting on,” Rebecca said somewhat frantically as the pulse that was planted in her pussy started to pound in alarming insistence for her to consent
now
.

“We can get you anything you need,” Alec said. “Already, we took the liberty of making some purchases based on your dress and lingerie size while you slept in the hope that you’d agree to stay the weekend and get to know us better. You don’t even need to leave the house or go back to your apartment.”

Uh oh
. That sounded a lot like imprisonment. Had these two sexy pirates indirectly kidnapped her, and weren’t letting her out of their sight till they were good and ready? Rebecca part shivered, part surged with excitement and fear at the notion.

Oh, so tempting. Spending even more time with the brothers, getting to hang out. Possibly with her getting fucked every which way into the mattress every chance they got.

Christ. I must be crazy to even be considering this
, thought Rebecca hazily.

“Don’t say no. Just give it a try. Say, one week. And if you decide it’s not for you, we’ll be fine with letting go,” Alec said.

“Though we’re confident this is going to be everything it can be. We’ll make it so you wouldn’t ever think regretting giving in to us,” added Tristan.

Rebecca sighed. “I won’t lie; you both are the masters of persuasion. But…”

“No more buts. Just tell us what’s bothering you. We’ll answer any questions you may have,” Alec prompted.

“So, starting off with um…us three. Do we get to be with other people? Since this isn’t a normal relationship and all.”

To her surprise their faces hardened, and it was Tristan who said gruffly, “This might not be everyone’s definition of ‘normal’, Rebecca, but it will definitely be exclusive in the fact that neither I nor Alec will be with anyone else for the duration of the relationship. We’re definitely not sharing you with anyone else but each other. We emphatically ask that you don’t be with anyone else either.”

“Okay,” she breathed.
Whoa
. It looked like lightning bolts could zap out of their eyes right then. So…they didn’t mind having to share her between themselves, but this was no ‘open’ relationship where she could still see other people. Right. It went along with their possessive personas, which made her sizzle deep within.

Knowing they wouldn’t be with any other woman but her gave a sugar-rush kind of pleasure going through her system.
They’ll be all mine
, thought Rebecca as she had a vision of rubbing her hands together in glee like a cartoon character. God but she liked the sound of that. Alec and Tristan, all hers. For as long as it lasted.

“So I get one week to be convinced this is what I want. Starting with this weekend. I’m no prude, but you both have to admit this is kind of crazy. I mean, playing sex doll to two men, brothers for that matter,” Rebecca said with a lighthearted laugh that hopefully drew attention away from her shamed blush.

“Who’s going to judge you if you don’t care? Or do you?” Tristan asked plainly.

Rebecca met their eyes head on. She realized the truth; she truly
didn’t
care. She hadn’t cared in the club, when they’d been grinding against her. When that hand had stroked at her pussy folds, moistening her for the night ahead. She hadn’t cared then and she didn’t now.

“No,” she finally said. “I guess I’m just shocked at myself. I never knew I could do something like this. Well; to your ahhh…proposal to be your submissive for the weekend, I accept. Then I’ll take a week to make up my mind about everything else.”

Their eyes smoldered as they took in her words.
Her capitulation
. Lord help her, but she couldn’t walk away just yet. She couldn’t turn her back on any of this, not till she could decide where it might lead. It would be the craziest thing she’d ever done, but it would also be the most sexually self-liberating. Rebecca decided she could live with that.

**

“What do you have to say for yourself, young lady?” Diane asked with feigned reproach as she faced Rebecca after work on Monday. Diane had shown up to take them to their favorite spot for after-work drinks, and once they were seated with their long island teas, Diane wasted no time in teasing.

Rebecca huffed. “You’re the one who set me up with two men!” was her accusing reply.

“Guilty as charged – but only for dinner. I didn’t count on you spending a whole weekend at their place. What gives?” asked Diane, eyes wide and full of interest, her grin impossibly wide.