A Bride for Two Brothers (9 page)

“Are you going to be a good girl?”

She smiled and nodded. First one and then two of his fingers eased into her slippery sex.

She tightened her sex around them. “I’ll be the
best
girl you could ever want.”

Marcus pulled his fingers away and kissed her shoulders. “We will be training you, so you are not allowed to come until we give you permission to. Do you understand?”

“Yes, sir,” she whispered.

The “sir” pleased him as she had hoped.

“That’s good. Let’s get started.”

Quinton poured a little massage oil onto his palms and rubbed them together until they were warm. He used them on her feet first. Kelsey had never felt anything like what he did. She was terribly ticklish, but Quinton never used that against her. Instead, he used his skillful touch to push her just to the brink of frenzy only to pull his hands away enough for her to regain her wits. He could have easily tickled her, but he chose to kiss and suck her toes and soles sensuously.

Marcus watched her squirming and gave her pink bottom a stinging smack. “Don’t forget that you’re not allowed to come until we give you permission.”

She yelped and muttered a few inarticulate protests.

“Let me give you something else to think about,” he said and held a large black dildo in front of her face. “Quint and I call this ‘Big John’. You will get to know him very well over the next few days.” Quinton chuckled and ran his tongue along the sole of her foot. Marcus pressed a button on Big John and the device emitted a high pitched buzzing sound. A second later, he touched her lips and made her giggle.

“Big John is set to keep you interested without making you come,” Marcus said. Kelsey watched mesmerized as he applied some lubricating jell to the ebony shaft. She expected to feel the thing invade her hungry sex, but Marcus had a different plan. His fingers pulled her bottom cheeks apart, and the phallus’ blunt tip pressed against her anus.

“Hey, wait a minute,” she squawked. “Don’t put that thing in there.”

“Be a good girl,” Marcus chided as he swatted her bottom and pressed the vibrating shaft into place. “If you want two men in your life, you need to get used to having one of us in your butt on a regular basis. You’ll learn to enjoy the feeling soon enough.”

Kelsey did not want to admit how much pleasure she was feeling already. The problem for her was not pleasure; it was her feeling a loss of control. The brothers knew so many ways to make her feel good. They had done many things to deserve her trust, but she was still having trouble giving it.

Big John was performing as promised. The vibrations stimulated her, but did not push her over the brink. She simmered for several minutes with Marcus kissing her back and neck and Quinton tantalized her feet. The experience became so powerful that she was no longer able to remain silent.

“Why don’t you two fuck me and get it over with? I want you.”

Both brothers laughed. “Don’t you remember that we’re going to move slower?” Marcus asked. “We are going to take you on a date this evening. If you behave, you just might get lucky. For now, you need to focus on learning self-control. We have chores to do.”

“See you later,” Quinton said as the two men walked out of the room.

Kelsey wanted to scream out all the profanity she knew, but she did not want to be spanked for such blatant disrespect. She had to face that she was securely bound, with a big vibrator rooted in her bottom, and that she would stay that way until the brothers released her. When she was alone, she could admit to herself how pleasurable she found the situation. The brothers seem to know exactly want she wanted. They were rough enough to be exciting, but they were never cruel. Even their harsh spankings had limits that showed that they wanted her to be safe.

She tried to get her mind off of the tantalizing dildo up her butt. Why couldn’t Marcus have inserted it in front where she could have used it to find some release already? Of course, she knew the answer to that question. The boys wanted her hungry when they returned. They wanted her hot, slick, and anxious for them.

Kelsey’s mind drifted to the date they had promised. What would it be like to go out with these two men? Her feelings about the brothers were conflicted, but what did they feel about her? Was she nothing more than a convenient set of holes they could use to find relief, or did she actually mean more to them? She was not willing to be their whore-in-residence no matter how aroused or even safe they made her feel. A small tear trickled down one of her cheeks. After a while, she lost track of time as the dildo relentlessly stimulated her.

* * *

The roar of two four-wheelers pulling up outside the house roused her from her drowsy state. The boys were back! The sound of heavy steps on the stairs made her breath quicken. She turned her head so she could see the door. It opened, and Marcus stepped in. Her immediate impulse was to ask where Quinton was, but she remembered the punishment she had earned by seeking him over Marcus. That was a mistake she would not repeat.

Marcus stood with his hands on his hips staring directly into her eyes. Could he read her mind? His first words made her wonder.

“Quint is getting the truck ready in the barn.” Marcus paused to study her reaction. “So you and I can spend a little time together. Is that okay?”

“Of course,” she whispered in a voice so seductive that it surprised her as much as Marcus.

He sat beside her and pulled off his heavy work gloves. “Let’s see if you were a good girl while I was gone.” He slipped his hand between her widely spread legs and let it burrow under her dripping crotch. His fingers explored her wet slit for several seconds. “Did you come without permission?”

“I wanted to,” she admitted, “but I got sleepy instead.”

Marcus’ laughter filled the room. He needed several seconds to form a sentence. “I believe you. Here’s a harder question. Do you wish Quint were here instead of me?”

“No, I’m surprised myself, but I’m ready to be with either of you or both.” She did not blink or take her eyes off of Marcus.

“I’ll be damned. I actually believe that too. I must be going soft on you.”

Kelsey had the momentary urge to say that she hoped his
softness
did not include his cock, but she restrained herself.

“I am learning that you do things your brother doesn’t.” The words slipped out, and she was glad when he did not ask for a list of those things.

Marcus wiggled the pulsing dildo from side to side and slowly pulled it out. He watched as she squirmed in unexpected disappointment at the dildo’s absence. She had resented Big John at first, but now she wanted it back. Marcus freed her wrists and ankles.

“Roll onto your back,” he ordered.

She expected to be bound in some new position, but he did not do so. His lips took her nipples and hardened them, while his fingers sensuously stroked her flanks and underarms. She moaned in pure pleasure. He finally stopped and ordered her to go to her room and take a shower.

By the time she was finished, both brothers were sitting on the edge of her bed. Both had showered and were dressed in their casual best. It was the first time she had seen them in anything but jeans and flannel shirts. How can guys get ready so quickly? Quinton tossed her a soft towel so she could dry herself. Both men enjoyed watching her remove the moisture from her skin.

“Give the towel to Quint,” Marcus said. “Now, stand in front of me.” He handed her a pair of lace-topped black stockings. They reached to the middle of her thighs. A black lace garter belt was provided to hold the stockings in place. The men had her do a couple of pirouettes to model the lingerie. The scanty garments made her feel very sexy and more naked than if she wore nothing at all.

Marcus held up a golden colored box with a few buttons with a long piece of black cord attached. Kelsey was sure that the thing held a set of batteries. The cord ran through two shiny metal balls that hung an inch or so apart. Her expression showed that she had never seen anything like them before. He answered her unspoken question.

“These are called Ben Wa balls. They were invented in the orient to help women strengthen their vaginal muscles.”

“These are battery powered,” Quinton said. “Marc loves high tech sex toys.”

Marcus opened a jar and lubricated the balls carefully.

“Lie on your back and hold your knees. I want you spread nice and wide.”

She was barely in position when he inserted the balls into her nether slit.

“They feel funny,” Kelsey said. Marcus attached the control box to her garter belt. “You’ll get to like them soon,” said Quinton. “Get on your feet and walk a little.”

Kelsey obeyed. The metal balls were by no means uncomfortable. In fact, their presence was stimulating. She could not help squeezing them every few seconds.

“How long do I have to wear these?”

“We’ll take them out after dinner,” Marcus said.

“If you let them fall out, I’ll spank your butt,” Quinton said as she stared wide-eyed.

“But, I… I’m not sure I…” she whined.

“Don’t complain.” Marcus said. “You have two men to please, and you need to get everything into shape.”

Kelsey could not believe her ears. She’d never heard of such a thing. The balls came together and sent a tingle of excitement through her loins. How was she going to keep these damn things inside all evening?

Quinton handed her a black lace bra. An expensive, strapless black dress and patent leather shoes with uncomfortably high heels completed the ensemble. She did not bother to ask about panties. The boys clearly wanted her to go without them.

Last of all, Marcus put a pretty string of pearls around her slim neck. “We hope you won’t mind wearing them. They belonged to our mother.”

“A pretty lady needs some pretty jewelry,” Quinton added. His voice was suddenly thick with emotion.

The men whistled their appreciation. She looked very good, and no one would know that her bottom was bare under that nice skirt or that her crotch was stuffed with metal balls. It was a secret the men at least would enjoy. Marcus showed her a small overnight bag.

“We’ll stay at a hotel overnight, so I packed a few things, clean undies and a couple of toys.” His eyes searched hers for any reaction. Kelsey had never had a man pack clothing for her before, and a twinge of nervous excitement coursed through her body. She was especially curious about what
toys
he had selected. The Ben Wa balls came together as she considered the situation. This would be a date she’d never forget.

Quinton helped her into a long, black camel hair coat that was sure to keep her warm. A few minutes later she was seated between the brothers in the front seat of their double cab pickup. It had been idling and felt snug on the cold night, and she was glad to let Marcus help her slip out of her now overly warm coat.

“We want you to be comfortable. We will be taking you to one of our favorite places, Marciano’s Italian Restaurant. It’s in Great Falls,” Quinton said as he steered the truck south. “They have great food. We’ll need at least three hours to get there, so sit back and relax.”

The truck bounced down the unpaved road for several minutes as Kelsey and the men chatted. The truck sped up as soon as it got on the main highway, and so did the action in the cab.

“Do you like the dress?” Quinton asked.

“Yes. It’s very pretty.”

“We’re going to enjoy seeing you in it this evening,” Marcus said as his hand dropped to her knee. She felt the balls inside her come together again.

“Are you sitting on your skirt?” Quinton asked as his hand came to rest on her other knee.

“Yes. How do you want me to sit?”

“Pull it up behind you so it does not get wrinkled,” Marcus said. She made a small squeak when her bare bottom came into contact with the leather seat. In unison, the brothers pulled her leg apart. Her womanhood gripped the balls like a fist. Marcus lifted the front of her skirt.

“Do you like how those balls feel in your pussy?” His voice was thick with lust and she clenched the balls tighter.

She watched in fascination as he unhooked the control box from her garter belt.

“What are you doing?” she asked. He smiled and pressed a button which caused the balls to purr. “Oh my god,” she squeaked and reached for her slit.

“Keep your hands on your hem. It needs to stay in the air for a while,” Quinton said.

“Remember, you’re not allowed to come yet,” Marcus said as his fingers spread her sex lips.

“Please,” she gasped. “I don’t know how long I can stand this.”

“We just want to make sure you’re in the mood to put out when we get to the hotel,” Quinton chuckled.

Marcus pressed different buttons as the truck made its way toward Great Falls. Each selection sent a new pattern of stimulating pulses through her female flesh. He finally clipped the control box back on her garter belt when the truck pulled into the restaurant’s parking lot. The balls continued to purr when they walked inside.

The restaurant was dimly lit, and the air was full of wonderful aromas. The young chef in Kelsey imagined what the kitchen must look like. The party-of-three was seated at a corner table with a wraparound seat. Marcus and Quinton sat on each side of Kelsey. Marcus ordered a large snifter of brandy; Quinton asked for a double shot of Jack Daniels. Kelsey was distracted by the purring Ben Wa balls, so Marcus spoke first.

“Our date will have some cream sherry.”

The waiter smiled at Kelsey’s distress and walked away.

“Hey,” she whispered. “I don’t need help ordering my drink. I wanted a beer.”

“I suggest that you act like a lady,” Marcus said. “When we take you out for burgers and fries, you can have beer. The sherry is much more elegant. It will make you feel very warm.”

She already felt warm from the purring balls buried inside her. “May I choose my dinner for myself?”

“Would you like to be taken outside and spanked first?” Quinton asked. “I think a couple dozen swats on your bare bottom will remind you to be more respectful.”