Three Secrets (3 page)

The doors opened and she walked down the
hall. But maybe he just wanted to talk somewhere private. What was
this secret of his?

She stopped in front of a double door. Room
512.

She slipped the keycard in the slot and
opened the door, then stepped into a large tiled entrance lit by an
elegant table-top lamp. To her left was what looked like a change
room, with a counter and a huge mirror, attached to a bathroom.
Beyond she could see a sitting area with a couch and chairs. He’d
gotten a suite.

She stepped into the room and glanced
around.

“Hello, Mistress.”

Her breath caught at the sight of Abel,
wearing only tight, black briefs, standing against a stripper pole,
his hands behind his back. She glanced to the ceiling and saw that
it was one of the portable poles held in place with pressure rather
than being bolted to the floor and ceiling.

“Hello. What’s this all about?”

“I told you I have a secret, and once I tell
you what it is, I think you’ll want to punish me.”

Excitement skittered through her. Thoughts
of punishing him in all kinds of ways raced through her brain. Did
this mean he accepted her lifestyle?

She stepped into the room, wishing she’d
worn something black and leather. She walked around behind him and
excitement danced through her at the sight of his wrists fastened
together around the pole with handcuffs.

She suppressed a smile.

“If I’m going to punish you, I’ll need
tools. I don’t want to hurt my hand spanking that tight ass of
yours.” She glanced around, wondering what she could make use of in
the room. There was a dining room in the suite, but not a kitchen,
which might have had a wooden spoon.

“Yes, Mistress. If you look in the drawer by
the TV you’ll see I brought some things.”

She walked to the drawer and opened it.
Inside was a selection of floggers, a wooden paddle, and a riding
crop. She picked up the crop and ran her fingers over the
heart-shaped leather on the tip. She would love to use this and
leave red, heart shapes all over his sexy ass, but it would be too
much for their first time. Instead, she picked up the soft,
baby-blue suede flogger and placed it on top of the dresser. There
were also garments in the drawer. She picked up one of the black
leather straps and lifted it. It was a harness that would cover
very little of her body, but had a triangle of leather over the
crotch and a strip to cover each breast. There were also black
spike heels. She checked and they were her size.

She grasped the harness and walked in front
of him, then held it up. “Do you expect me to wear this?” she
demanded sternly.

He bowed his head. “Only if it pleases you,
Mistress.”

She allowed a slow smile to spread across
her face. “It does.”

She went back to the drawer and grabbed the
shoes and flogger, then strode from the room to the change room by
the front door and flung off her clothes, then pulled on the sexy
harness and high heels. She returned to the living area with the
flogger in her hand, feeling every bit the Dominatrix.

His gaze locked on her and his dark blue
eyes grew heated. She could see the black fabric of his briefs grow
tight over his bulge.

She pretended to pay attention to the
flogger, enjoying a few seconds of his admiration, then glanced at
him.

“Eyes down,” she commanded.

He complied and she walked closer.

“Did you like what you saw?” she asked as
she walked around him, taking in the sexy sight of his big,
muscular body. Knowing he was ready to obey her every command sent
heat simmering through her.

“Yes, Ma’am.”

“Good. You may raise your eyes again.”

He gazed at her, excitement glimmering in
his eyes. She pressed the end of the flogger lightly against his
stomach, then dragged it upward, the long strands dragging along
his torso.

“You said you have a secret. What is
it?”

He hesitated and she narrowed her eyes.
“When I give you a command, I expect you to comply immediately.
Understand?”

“Yes, Ma’am. It’s about my brothers. As you
know, I’m a triplet.”

She nodded.

“The secret is that my brothers and I
sometimes… uh… share women.”

“Share? In what way?” She knew in exactly
what way, and excitement shot through her at the idea, but she
wanted him to confirm it.

“Sexually. All three of us would make love
to a woman at the same time.”

Abel was exceptionally hunky. The thought of
two more men just like him touching her, sandwiching her between
them… fucking her. God, that was hot.

“Tell me more.”

“Like what?” he asked.

“How do three of you have sex with a woman
at the same time?"

“Sometimes we alternate… uh… penetrating
her. Sometimes one of us is in front and the other behind.”

Her insides tightened in need.

“What about the third brother?”

“Well, one time, two of us… uh…”

“Fucked?”

His glance darted to her and he smiled.
“Yes, two of us fucked one woman while another woman kept our third
brother busy.”

“Really? Then that’s not really three men
with one woman.”

But, God, it was so hot that they did it
with more than one woman.

“Another time when two of us were inside a
woman,” he continued, “she gave oral sex to our brother.” His
smooth tone told her he knew this was turning her on. And, damn,
was it ever.

She smiled. “Well, don’t expect that from
me. If I have two, or three of you fucking me, I want to focus on
enjoying it.”

His eyes lit up. “You mean, you’d
consider—”

“Silence. I ask the questions, not you.”

His expression turned subdued. “Yes,
Mistress.”

“Well, you’re right. You should definitely
be punished.”

She dragged the flogger around his ribs as
she walked behind him, then she drew it back and gazed at the black
cotton covering him. To do this properly, she’d have to turn him
around, or move him somewhere he could bend over, displaying his
fine ass to her. And, of course, he’d have to get rid of those
briefs. She wanted to see his naked buttocks clenching as she
whipped them.

She drew in a deep breath.
Easy now.
She didn’t want to go too far.

To move him, she’d have to uncuff him and
she rather liked having him restrained.

She pressed her finger to his back and
dragged her long, burgundy painted nail down his skin to the top of
his briefs, feeling his muscles tighten under her touch. She hooked
her finger under the elastic of his briefs and pulled downward,
revealing the hard curve of his ass. Using both hands, she tugged
the black underwear down his muscular thighs to the floor. He
lifted his feet, one at a time, as she pulled the garment free and
tossed it aside.

She avoided looking at his cock, wanting her
anticipation to build. Trying not to think about the fact it would
be hard and pulsing. Right now, his sexy ass was enough to keep her
hormones hopping. She picked up the flogger she’d dropped to the
floor and swished it lightly over his bare ass. Then she quivered
the strands in a rippling motion up his back, giving him time to
get used to the feel of the soft suede against his skin. Right now
it would be like a gentle massage.

She drew back the flogger and flicked her
wrist. The strands danced against his skin. Then she flicked again,
striking his ass a little harder. She was rewarded by the sight of
his butt clenching.

Her cell phone blipped, but she ignored it,
gliding the suede over his tight ass again.

“Mistress, did you hear your phone? You just
got a text.”

She flicked the flogger again, striking him
a slightly stinging blow.

“I’m not interested in texts right now.”

“But… it might be important.”

She pursed her lips. Had he planned
something?

Reluctantly, she drew in a breath, then
walked across the room and pulled her phone from her purse. Her
gaze drifted to his cock. It stood tall and proud. Her heart
thumped loudly. She had to will herself not to be distracted by her
need to feel it inside her. She wanted to play out his punishment
first, then she would allow herself to pay some attention to his
stiff member.

She glanced at her phone.

Your safe word is Zebra. Say that word if
you don’t like how this unfolds.

Then another text appeared.

Respond yes if you want to play.

Both messages were from Abel’s number.

What did he have planned? Anticipation
quivered through her as she tapped in her response.

Yes.

Given Abel was standing in this room, with
his hands chained behind his back, she assumed he’d used an app to
send her a timed message. She had no idea what he had planned or
why he had asked her for a response. Would that response trigger
something to happen?

Ordinarily, she wouldn’t allow a sub to take
any kind of control like this, but this was outside their role
playing, and she was delightfully curious.

She set down the phone and walked back to
where Abel stood, gazing at his cock, which had deflated a little
from its previous glory.

“Are you ready to continue your punishment?”
she asked, her gaze lingering on his cock.

At her obvious attention, it stiffened
again.

“Yes, Mistress.”

She stepped behind him and flicked the
strands across his back. Then she snapped the flogger harder.

As she pulled it back for another strike,
she heard a click and the door flung open. Her eyes widened as two
identical copies of Abel burst into the room.

“What are you doing to our brother?” one
demanded.

Thrown off balance by the sight of the two
large, muscular men heading her way, she stepped back. It was an
incredibly bizarre experience seeing two men who looked exactly
like the man she loved, especially with them striding toward her,
glowering expressions on their faces.

But she quickly recovered her wits and stood
tall. They were play acting, she was sure. In fact, it had probably
been one of them who had sent the text giving her a safe word. She
stopped her lips from quirking up in a smile. So they wanted to
play, too.

This was certainly a crazy way to meet
Abel’s brothers for the first time.

“I’m giving him the punishment he deserves.”
She sent them a challenging stare.

“No one hurts our brother if we can help
it,” the left one said.

They each grabbed one of her arms and
propelled her backwards. She found herself dumped onto one of the
wooden dining room chairs. One brother held her arms behind her
back while the other walked to the pole, then pulled a key from his
pocket and unlocked the handcuffs. Abel and his brother strode
toward her, Abel’s big cock still standing straight up.

“Should we spank her?” the brother behind
her asked.

“I’d love to spank that sexy round ass of
hers,” the brother beside Abel said, his eyes glittering.

She suddenly realized that the harness left
her ass totally exposed. The thought of their big hands smacking
her exposed flesh sent shivers of excitement through her.

“I don’t know,” Abel said, wrapping his hand
around his cock. “I can think of other
punishments
we could
inflict upon her.”

He stepped close to her, his big cockhead an
inch from her mouth. The man behind her curved his fingers around
her head and pressed her forward until her lips touched Abel’s
cock.

“Open,” he commanded.

Part of her panicked at losing control so
completely, but she enjoyed the switch. It was exciting to be
overpowered by these three powerful men. Men whom she instantly
trusted, because she trusted Abel.

And going along with this scenario showed
Abel that she was flexible and would succumb to his wishes, as long
as they found a balance between their needs.

She obeyed and opened her mouth. Abel eased
forward, sliding his big cock into her. She had to stretch to
accommodate the plum-sized head. Her tongue swirled around him. He
pushed deeper while the man behind her held her head firmly. Abel
drew back, then glided forward again.

“Man, that is hot,” the brother in front of
her said. “I think we should all fill her sweet little mouth.”

“Craig, hand me the cuffs,” the brother
behind her said as Abel drew back.

She immediately missed his hot, hard flesh
in her mouth.

With Craig and Abel in front of her, she
knew it was Drake behind her. He took the cuffs Craig handed him
and she felt the cold bite of steel around one wrist, then the
other. She tugged and found he’d fastened the cuffs around one of
the slats on the back of the chair.

Drake stepped in front of her, too. Craig
was already dropping his pants to the floor as Drake unfastened his
belt. She watched him pull back the leather, then release the
buckle. His jeans landed on the floor with a
thunk.
Hungrily, she watched him bring out his big cock, then he stepped
forward.

“Open,” Drake said again.

She opened and he pushed his cock against
her lips. The feel of this stranger’s erection pushing into her
mouth sent her insides fluttering. She’d never been with more than
one man at a time and found it exhilarating. She wrapped her lips
around him and squeezed as he slid further inside.

“She can take it deep,” Abel said, his gaze
locked on her lips surrounding his brother’s cock.

Drake surged deeper and she relaxed her
throat, allowing him access.

“Fuck, you’re right.” Then Drake drew
back.

Craig stepped forward, his cock in his hand.
“Don’t forget about me.”

He pressed his cock to her cheek and Drake
pulled out. Craig immediately took his place, sliding inside her.
God, she could feel the wetness pooling between her legs at being
used by these three sexy men.