Their Independent Bride Part 3

The more he spanked her, the hotter her fire roared and the tighter her c.l.i.t felt. She thought that if she could reach it to touch it she would explode. When he popped her twice more then reached between them to her p.u.s.s.y, she knew she was going to fly away. He managed to find her c.l.i.t and pressed against it twice, sending her screaming their names into oblivion. She was aware of the thunderous pleasure that engulfed her and knew when they both shouted out their release, but after that, she knew nothing. Everything went black with little lights blinking all around her.

"I hope she doesn't get bent out of shape about pa.s.sing out during s.e.x," Steven said.

"If she does, we won't do it again, but I just had to feel that once in case I never feel it again." Greg gently lowered his body into the extremely warm water with her in his arms.

Steven had run the bath full for them to relax in. Steven had already climbed in and was soaping up a cloth. They would soothe and clean their wife between them. It was part of how they enjoyed taking care of their women after s.e.x. There would be no more women in their lives. They had their wife and would be spending all their spare time and energy taking care of her. From the looks of things, it would take both of them to do that, too.

She began to stir in his arms once the water crept up over her body. She moaned and wiggled her body in his lap. He winced and lifted her just a bit off of his c.o.c.k.

"What's going on?" She opened her eyes.

"Nothing, love. Just taking a bath to soothe us before bed." Steven lifted one of her feet and began to bathe her with his soapy cloth.

"I can bathe myself." She didn't pull her foot back, though.

"We know, but we like doing it," he said.

"It feels weird to let someone else clean me up." Janet really didn't sound too enthused, but she wasn't stopping them.

He took his cloth and handed it to her. "Why don't you wash your face, and I'll get your back and arms?"

She nodded and washed her face before rinsing it and handing the cloth back to him. She closed her eyes as they quickly bathed her then opened them again when they merely leaned back in the tub and rubbed her body with their hands. She seemed to like for them to touch her. That was good, Greg thought. They liked to touch.

"Do you think you can trust us with your safety, Janet?" Steven asked after a while.

"I don't know. I think so."

"You don't really sound convinced. That's not good. You need to feel like you can one hundred percent so that we aren't worried about you."

"The twenty-four hours aren't up yet," Greg reminded them.

"True," Steven said.

"What more is there?" she asked.

Greg smiled. She really had no clue what all they could do to her to bring all three of them pleasure. He would enjoy showing her over time, but right now, they needed something that would instill upon her the fact that they wouldn't hurt her for anything. It needed to be something that would require a great deal of trust. He would have thought that taking her a.s.s would do that, but it hadn't.

He thought hard about it and by the time the water had begun to cool, he had an idea of what to do. He hoped it would work. He was running out of options with how to prove their ability to keep her safe and earn her trust all at the same time.

"Let's get you out of this cold water, baby. Then we'll work on that trust issue you seem to still have." Greg stood up, picking her up with him. She squealed and wrapped her legs and arms around him.

They quickly and thoroughly dried her off before drying themselves. Then they returned to the ma.s.sive bed in the other room. Greg helped Janet back up on the bed and had her sit on the edge. Then he rummaged through the chest and found the padded handcuffs. He had her put her hands behind her back where he cuffed them. Steven checked behind him to a.s.sure that they weren't too tight on her wrists.

"Now what?" she asked with a frown.

"Now you learn to trust that we will always take care of you and keep you safe." Greg placed his c.o.c.k at her mouth. "Open up, baby, and let me f.u.c.k this sa.s.sy mouth of yours."

She frowned but opened her mouth to take his already-throbbing c.o.c.k inside. She immediately began sucking on him. He let her for a few seconds since it felt so d.a.m.n good, but stopped her soon afterward.

"I'll be f.u.c.king your mouth. You just keep it open for me and keep your teeth away from my c.o.c.k."

He pulled out when she started trying to talk.

"I don't understand? What does f.u.c.king my mouth have to do with showing me I can trust you?"

"I'm going to be deep-throating you, baby. You have to trust me to let me do that. I promise neither of us will hurt you or choke you to death. We'll be very careful of you, but without trying to see how far you can take us, we won't know 'til we try it. You just have to trust us to pull back when we go too far." Greg smiled at her then tapped her lips with his d.i.c.k.

She rolled her eyes but opened her mouth and swallowed him down deep before pulling back. He grunted but didn't give her the satisfaction of groaning no matter how much he wanted to. She had to learn that they were the bosses in this dangerous land. They would never hurt her for any reason, but they might hurt her feelings if it kept her safe.

He held her head by her hair and began to pump his c.o.c.k in and out of her mouth, going a little deeper with each thrust until he was deep-throating her over and over again. She was taking it without a problem. f.u.c.king amazing was what she was. Somehow they had to earn her trust so they could a.s.sure her she would be safe. It was scaring him that he hadn't found a way yet.

She surprised him by swallowing around his c.o.c.k while it was deep inside her throat.

"f.u.c.k! h.e.l.l yeah. Do that again, baby." His voice came out husky.

She swallowed around him again then raked her teeth lightly down his d.i.c.k. Greg exploded in her throat like a schoolkid with no control. d.a.m.n, she wasn't like any sub they had ever played with.

That's just it, you idiot. She's not some sub I'm playing with. She's my f.u.c.king wife for the rest of my life.

h.e.l.l, what was he going to do? They were running out of time. They needed to be able to trust that she would follow their directions while they were out on the house site working.

"That was so f.u.c.king hot to watch," Steven said.

He unlocked the cuffs and ma.s.saged her wrists. Greg fought for breath as he watched Steven smooth his hands up and down her arms. She looked entirely too pleased with herself for making him lose control. He swallowed and shook his head. This shouldn't be a contest of who could outdo the other.

"Steven, let Janet ride you, man."

"Greg? Are you sure it's not too soon?"

"I'm sure." He leaned in toward Janet and kissed her lightly on the lips. "Climb on top of him, baby, and go for a ride."

She c.o.c.ked her head as if trying to read what was on his mind. Then she shrugged and climbed over on top of Steven and slowly slid down his c.o.c.k until her p.u.s.s.y had sucked him all the way inside her. Greg had to close his eyes to the sight in order to regain control once again.

Chapter Five.

Janet sighed as Steven's thick c.o.c.k filled her aching c.u.n.t. She couldn't believe she was already so turned on after the o.r.g.a.s.ms from earlier. Her p.u.s.s.y was dripping wet, and it eased the way for Steven's c.o.c.kzilla. She turned to see what Greg was up to and found that he'd left the room. For some reason, this bothered her. She felt like she had failed him somehow.

She had taken his c.o.c.k in her throat and given him one of the best o.r.g.a.s.ms she knew how to give a man. Had that not been what he wanted?

Idiot! He wants me to trust him-them. That's what all of this has been about. Do I trust them? What's different now than a few hours ago?

She let them master her in ways she'd never let another man. She had taken men to the back of her throat before, but she was always in total control when she did it. She'd had a.n.a.l s.e.x before, but never allowed herself to enjoy it and then pa.s.s out afterwards. Hadn't that taken a great amount of trust to be totally at their mercy while she had been unconscious?

Janet was so caught up in her thoughts that she forgot to move. Steven was looking up at her with an odd expression.

"What?"

"You look like there's something important on your mind." Steven held his hands lightly on her hips.

"I suppose I was thinking too hard. Sorry. I didn't mean to spoil the moment."

"Honey, if you're thinking about what I think you're thinking about, then I'm happy. s.e.x is great, but things like trust are much more important in any marriage, especially ours."

"I won't be bossed around, Steven. I've taken care of myself for too many years to just secede control to two men I really know nothing about. It's going to take time, but I'm willing to work at it."

"That's all we want, honey. If you'll work at trusting us and following our directions where it concerns your health and safety, we can work around everything else."

"Tell that to Greg. He's a lot more controlling than you are."

"You caught onto that, did you?" Steven chuckled.

"I'm not a submissive, Steven."

"Actually, I think you are. You've had to take care of yourself so long that you've buried that part of you. I think over time that we can coax that part of you back out. But that's for another time. Right now, I'm still hard as a rock and in the juiciest p.u.s.s.y there is. Squeeze me, baby. Let me feel your c.u.n.t muscles milk my c.o.c.k."

Janet smirked and squeezed him until his eyes rolled back in his head.

"d.a.m.n! You could crack a nut with those muscles. Do it again, baby. Yeah, just like that. Aw, f.u.c.k!"

Janet laughed and began riding him in long, slow moves. She lifted up using her knees and feet before sliding back down just as slowly. Soon, he was shoving his c.o.c.k up to meet her. Their rhythm began to stutter as both of them grew close to o.r.g.a.s.m. She reached up and began to pinch and pull on her nipples as he reached between them to stimulate her c.l.i.t. In less than a minute, they both shouted out their climax before collapsing together on the bed.

Janet figured she wasn't helping Steven's breathing any by lying on top of him, but she honestly didn't have the strength to move. When he turned them both on their sides, she sighed and snuggled up against him. They were still joined with their combined juices sliding down their legs.

"We'd better clean up before we leave a major wet spot on the bed." Steven gently pulled out of her and rolled over to the edge of the bed. "Come on, lazy."

Janet smiled and followed him to the bathroom. He turned on the shower and adjusted the water before stepping in. She followed him and watched as he began to soap up. He showered with a minimum of wasted movement. It didn't take him long to finish.

"Want me to clean you up, baby?"

"No. I was just watching you. I like looking at you. Your body is gorgeous. Both of you have amazing bodies. I could look at them all day long."

"Well, you can look at mine anytime you want to. For now, though, you need to hurry up and clean up before the water turns cold. I don't want you to catch pneumonia."

Janet smiled and began to clean up. She thought again about Greg leaving the room and wondered where he had gone and what he was thinking. No doubt he was p.i.s.sed at her and cursing that he had been saddled with someone like her. The thought of him not wanting her hurt. She frowned and finished in a hurry.

Steven was waiting for her with a towel. He quickly dried her off in between quick kisses and teasing pokes with his semihard c.o.c.k.

"You can't be h.o.r.n.y again already."

"Speak for yourself, baby. I'm always ready for more."

Janet laughed and shook her head.

"Do you know where Greg went?"

Steven's face fell. "Don't worry about him right now, baby. He's busy sorting through everything. Give him some time."

"But he's a part of this. We all need to handle it together. Isn't that what a family does?"

"Yes, but you have to remember, he's a Dominant, and he's used to what he says being law. I'm a little more relaxed. Don't think I'll go easy on you if you do something stupid and put yourself in danger. I'm serious about that."

"I'm not planning on getting into anything dangerous. I like to avoid it at all costs. I think that your idea of danger and mine aren't the same thing, though. Maybe we need to talk about it some."

"We'll talk more about it tomorrow. Right now, I'm ready for bed."

"What about Greg?"

"He'll come up soon. Don't worry about him."

Janet couldn't help but worry. She didn't want them to have a rift in their marriage. Especially at this early date.

Greg ran a hand through his hair as he stared out the kitchen window. With two moons, the night was bright and seemed almost alive. Between them, they chased away most of the shadows and revealed anything that moved.

What was he going to do about Janet? She seemed willing to work at it, but working at it was a far cry from trusting them. They would be working soon, and he would worry the entire time that something would happen to her while they were gone. Something had to work. The two things he knew required trust in a sub hadn't worked on her, though. What was left? He didn't particularly want to use the single tail on her. He wasn't a fan of pain, and he doubted she would stand for it. Steven would balk as well. No, that wasn't the answer. So what was? He paced back and forth across the moonlit kitchen floor and worried.

He looked up at a sound from the direction of the stairs, and Steven walked into the room.

"Where is Janet?"

"Sleeping. She's wiped. I am, too, for that matter."

"What's on your mind?

"You, us. She was hurt that you left, Greg. I know you're trying to come to grips with the situation, but walking out during s.e.x sure as h.e.l.l isn't the way to do it."

"f.u.c.k, Steven! Don't you think I know that? I had to go, or I was going to say something that would have made things worse."

"h.e.l.l, I don't even want to know," Steven said.

"Man, what are we going to do? I can't handle leaving her every day not knowing if she's going to end up hurt or worse-dead."

"I don't think you need to worry. I think she's realizing that she does trust us. She was thinking awful hard earlier instead of f.u.c.king me. I had to rouse her out of it. Needless to say, it hurt my feelings that she could s.p.a.ce out during s.e.x without being in subs.p.a.ce. Know what I mean?"

"Cut it out, Steven. What do you mean? Does she or doesn't she?" Gregg shoved his hands in the pockets of his jeans.

"I think she does. She just had to process everything. We pretty much put her through the ringer, Greg. She wasn't able to think when you asked her earlier. She'd just woken up from pa.s.sing out after s.e.x. That had to be a little bit disorienting."

"Maybe you're right." Greg sighed. "You really think she's going to trust us enough to mind us?"