Trained by Three Panthers [Caves of Correction 3] (12 page)

The candles were lightly scented, and there were different scents. One was vanilla, and another, a lemony fragrance. A third she decided was roses, and the final one, lilac. That made her wonder if the wax was different colors, white, yellow, pink, and blue. Or maybe it was mostly her imagination. She went to push her glasses up her nose before remembering that her hands were bound and handcuffed, and she hadn’t bothered to free them. The men were right here and would release her at the appropriate time.

Once again the three men were moving around the room, and then she heard several clicks as Asher stood at the foot of the spanking bench. He’d taken some photographs of her back. That was awesome. Presumably he’d show her the wax on her skin and she’d get to see their artwork.

Colter and Declan unfastened her handcuffs and the restraints and then sat her up. Her ass was damn sore against the bench, but Kenz didn’t mind. She was intensely aroused and more than ready to have sex once again with these men. It was strange. She’d spent so much time with them lately, more than she’d spent with most of her dates, entire days on the beach or at the lake. It was rather like going on vacation with a boyfriend, except this island was their home.

For a brief moment Kenz felt a sharp shard of envy that they lived in this beautiful place, with the beach on their doorstep. Of course, she wasn’t quite so enamored of the hurricanes, but she believed the men when they said the last one had been fifteen years ago. One hurricane every fifteen years she could cope with, although undoubtedly they were right and it’d take a lot of work to clean up the island before it was suitable for visitors again.

But none of that mattered. The climate here was wonderful, the people were friendly, and it was a damn shame she was going back to the dull, dreary drag of her apartment and her job in just a few days. Even if she did stay here an extra week, and there was no guarantee that would happen, all that meant was that her normal, boring life would resume a week later. She’d be back to long days at a job she didn’t much like, and weekends filled with housework and chores. The outings with her friends and occasional lunches with people she worked with were the only color and brightness in her life.

However, her father was right. Never would she willingly discard what he’d worked so hard for her to have. A home in a respectable neighborhood where she would walk to the store in the evenings without fear of being mugged. A job that paid well enough that she could save a little nest egg in case of emergency. A salary that had let her come here to experience this one amazing week which was destined to shine in her memory for many years. Spectacular scenery, warm ocean waters, the discovery that she liked BDSM, and ménage sex with three of the sweetest, most thoughtful, and sexiest men she’d ever seen.

That was the real pity. That she couldn’t take them home with her and bring them out in bed from time to time. Well, she’d have her memories. And possibly a picture of her back covered in candle wax.

Asher showed her his cell phone with the picture of their wax artwork on it. “Ah, I thought you’d used different colors. I was right.”

“How did you guess?” Declan asked.

“The scents. Vanilla, lemon, roses, and lilacs.”

“That’s an important facet of BDSM you’ve learned. The sub doesn’t need to see to know what’s happening. A sub learns to use her other senses to make up for whichever one is missing,” Colter said.

Kenz looked down at the cell phone to hide the grin trying to break out across her face. To copy Colter’s words, that was something else she’d learned, not about BDSM but about these men. Colter always had to have the last word. He was definitely the bossiest one.

“Stand up straight so we can take the wax off now,” Declan said.

Kenz stood, but she had no idea how they’d remove it. She’d assumed they could pick it off in the shower or something like that. Instead, Declan and Asher held plastic rectangles which looked very similar to ice scrapers to her, and gently loosened the top of the wax near her neck. Much faster than she’d expected, they lifted the sheet off and held it up to show her. Some bits fell off, but she was left with a back-sized piece of wax with swirling pastel colors. She was almost sad to see them throw it away. It was a pretty piece of abstract art.

Colter brushed the last few pieces of wax from her back, while Declan brushed some bits off the spanking bench.

“Are you ready to come to bed with us?”

“Are you aroused?”

“Do you feel hot and needy? Or perhaps we need to spank you some more,” Colter said, finishing the comments of his brothers.

“I’m ready now, Masters,” she replied, careful to add the “Masters” as her ass was quite sore enough already without her being spanked some more.

Asher picked her up and whisked her up the stairs. Declan was right behind them and pushed past them to pull the bedding off her bed so Asher could drop her onto it. He set her facedown, and once again Declan was right there with the lube, touching the ring of her rosette and slathering it with slippery ointment.

Kenz sighed happily, parted her legs wider, and relaxed onto the mattress while Declan opened her ass. He rubbed some of the ointment into her ass cheeks, as well as into her muscles. The picture of the wax on her back had shown her ass as quite a strong pink, but she was certain it wouldn’t bruise. The men were much too careful to really hurt her. Besides, she was more than ready to be fucked again. The first time they’d made love to her had been amazing. Ménage sex was unbelievably good, and she was more than ready to do it all again.

This time it seemed Declan would have her ass. Asher had been in her cunt last time. Since Declan had switched from her mouth to her ass, she supposed Asher would have her mouth this time and Colter her cunt but it was all guesswork. Three men made the possible positions even more amazing than for one man. Besides, she would be very surprised if any of these men generally fucked in the missionary position. It didn’t seem to be their style at all.

Kenz rocked back on Declan’s fingers in her ass, enjoying his steady massaging around her rosette and how his digits slipped inside to soften and stretch the tissues there as well. She was surprised to notice that her body recognized Declan’s touch. Even if she didn’t already know which one it was crouched between her legs, the way he touched her would have told her. Declan was the one who liked to laugh, the humorist, the light-hearted one, and his fingers exemplified that. He touched her softly, teasingly, arousing her with every movement.

Colter’s hands were bigger and harder, and Asher’s fingers were longer and slimmer. She’d always know which one of them was which because their personalities were completely unique.

Kenz’s mind was whirring with her thoughts. It wasn’t just the beautiful island that she liked. It wasn’t just that the men were kind and caring. It wasn’t even that the sex was mind-blowing. It was the whole package. These damn Caves of Correction people had given her a complete package that she wanted to live on with. She didn’t want to go home with wonderful memories. She wanted to stay here and make even more and better memories.

Colter, Declan, and Asher were the perfect men for her. Each one was different. Each one brought his own personality and gifts to the ménage. Each one was an integral part of the whole. She needed all three of them to be happy.

Holy shit! I’m in love with three fucking panthers! Three fucking panthers whose job it is to make love to women!

They’d spoken very briefly about panther habits. Did that mean they were interested in her, or was it just that they were being honest and giving her background on themselves? They’d seemed happy with the idea of her staying on for an extra week, even though since she wasn’t paying for it presumably they wouldn’t earn any money by her remaining here. Did that mean they liked her?

It wasn’t as if she could ask them. This was their job. It wasn’t their problem if they were so good at what they did that she’d fallen in love with them. Kenz’s heart sped up. Maybe dozens of women had fallen in love with them already.

I’m not going to think about it. I’ll enjoy tonight and I’ll tell my boss I’m staying the extra week. If he tries to stop me I’ll tell him the other three women are all staying on and everyone will know he tried to prevent me from remaining here. That should scare him off.

But will Maddy, Piper, and Aria stay the extra week? I haven’t seen them since they arrived. Maybe they’ll be in a hurry to get home. Maybe the hurricane frightened them—no. I can’t imagine any of them being scared by wind and rain. I know no people have been hurt, so they’re okay. I’ll see them soon.

“Where has your mind gone to, Kenz?” Asher asked, pulling her up into his arms.

“I’ve been lying here enjoying Declan’s touch.”

“Now it’s time to enjoy Asher’s and my touch as well,” Colter said.

“Oh, I plan to.”

Declan piled some pillows behind his back, and leaned against the headboard of the bed. “Come and sit on my cock with your back to me.”

“You’re joking, right? How am I supposed to do that?”

Asher helped her move into position, and soon Declan’s hands were holding her ass cheeks while Asher wiggled her hips until Declan’s cock pushed at her back door. Colter kissed her lips, and she was so surprised by his tender touch she lifted her arms and pulled his head closer, which drove Declan’s cock deeper in her ass.

Asher and Colter moved around on the bed and Colter sat facing her, his legs wide apart, walking on his ass until his cock was at her pussy entry. Kenz felt her eyebrows rise in surprise, but Declan held her tightly down on his cock as Colter inched closer and closer until Colter’s cock was pressing inside her cunt. Again he wiggled forward, and again, until his cock rocked deeper and deeper into her cunt and his body was pressed hard against hers.

Asher stood on the bed with one foot behind Colter and his body sideways to the rest of them. He cupped the back of her head with one hand and held his cock with the other.

“Are you ready?” Asher asked, staring into her eyes.

She was sure she could read love in the depths of his dark brown gaze as she nodded, opening her mouth to accept his cock.

Her nipples were diamond-hard points, and she pressed them against Colter’s muscular chest and tipped her head back to take more of Asher’s cock into her mouth.

How the fuck was she supposed to be able to think and plan with Declan and Colter dragging their cocks out of her body so slowly she could scream, before slamming them inside her full force and almost rocking all four of them off the bed?

The tension was heightened because she knew what to expect. She could remember every second of the last time they’d fucked her and how they’d used their pacing to drive her wild with need before giving her body the push it needed to come. But every time she tried to take some initiative the men would touch her or tease her or distract her so all she could do was revel in every movement they made, instead of doing some touching and teasing right back at them. Instead, she clenched Colter’s shoulders tightly as if she needed to hold on to him so she didn’t combust too soon.

In perfect unison Declan and Colter pressed their cocks deep inside her, filling her to the brim, stretching her pussy and her ass wide with their thick cocks, before sliding out again leaving her two channels quivering with need, and achingly empty.

Again and again they repeated their movements, but never in a way that she could predict. She wanted to take action and tease them by squeezing her inner muscles and gripping their cocks, forcing them to stay deep inside her where they felt so damn good. Instead, Kenz had to work hard to focus on Asher’s cock. First, she sucked his cockhead deep into her mouth. Then, she licked up and down his erection making his cock wet and slippery before sucking him all the way into her mouth again until his cockhead was resting against the back of her throat.

She had to force herself to let go of one of Colter’s shoulders to cup Asher’s balls, roll them in her palm, and then to scrape her nails over the tender skin beside his cock.

Asher turned her head helping her to take him as deep as she could, and she sucked and licked, then released him until only the head was in her mouth again. Gently Kenz scraped her teeth over his silky cockhead and tickled his slit with the tip of her tongue before sucking him deep again.

She managed to get her other hand up to hold his shaft so she could suck his balls one by one, but really, having to think at all was just way too hard right now. Her entire body was alight with a growing climax, and she wanted to relax into it, to let it burst from her. Except that wouldn’t be fair to these men who were working so hard to give her pleasure.

So once again Kenz sucked on Asher’s cock, trying to get the pressure just right. Hard enough to drive him as crazy with need as she was right now but not too hard, or that might have the opposite effect on him.

Relentlessly Colter and Declan pounded in and out of her cunt and her ass in perfect unison, driving deep and hard on every plunge, which sent her senses into overload and her need higher and higher with every stroke.

Finally the inevitable happened, and her orgasm exploded through, her body gripping their cocks hard in her cunt and her ass and her mouth, until her vision grayed out, her heart beat so hard she expected they’d be able to hear her, and she went limp with the force of her release.

Declan groaned loudly, Asher pulled her head tighter to him, and even Colter hissed from the tension. Another wave of orgasm pulsed through her, and then she collapsed between the men as Declan and Colter slammed into her again, twice, three times, and hot cum filled her cunt and her ass.

Asher tugged on her hair, and she managed to suck him down. In a distant recess of her brain she remembered that making a noise helped when giving a blow job, so she hummed around Asher’s cock. He pushed it right to the back of her throat and she opened her throat as she inhaled him deeper, still humming. At that, her mouth filled with cum. She wasn’t fast enough to move, so some of it dripped from her lips as he pulled his cock back until just the head was still inside her mouth. Kenz was just pleased they’d all achieved release together. Anything else could wait until tomorrow. There was no rush to talk or make decisions. Besides, her head was still fuzzy in the aftermath of the world’s best orgasm. In fact, she didn’t think she’d be able to move her limbs either.