Adams, Cara - Calling Doctor Wolf [Shape-Shifter Clinic 1] (14 page)

“Green, Sir.”

Good.

“When you are ready to begin a scene you will stand before us, your head lowered, your hands behind your back, and your weight evenly balanced on your feet, which should be shoulder-width apart. If you have done wrong, you should kneel at our feet, your forehead on the floor, your hands behind your back. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Sir.” Ambrielle lowered her gaze, widened her stance, and gripped her hands behind her back.

She was doing very well. Now to see if she enjoyed the punishment, if it aroused her the way it should.

“Come and let us chain you up.”

Ambrielle followed Danny across to the chains. He stood her in the place they’d decided on and Danny fastened one handcuff to her wrist while Oscar did the other one. They moved her feet wide apart and cuffed her to a spreader bar they had ready and waiting. Then Danny stood back against the wall, facing Ambrielle, while Oscar walked behind her and delivered four, hard sharp smacks to her ass, two on each cheek. Oscar looked up and Danny nodded, so Oscar slid one hand up her inner leg, across the ultrasensitive skin of her inner thigh, and let his fingers just touch her pussy lips. Damp. Excellent. That was the response they’d hoped for.

Oscar longed to plunge his fingers deep inside her cunt and explore her heat, touching all her most arousing places, but now was not the time. Dammit.

Now he moved back and to the side. Danny took a tiny box out of his pocket and moved in front of Ambrielle. First he sucked one of her round breasts into his mouth, then he screwed a tiny nipple clamp to her nipple. Oscar’s cock hardened and begged to be let out as Danny repeated his actions with her other breast, clasping the second clip to the other nipple.

Oscar unlocked his toy box, which was standing in the corner of the room, and got out two identical floggers. He raised an eyebrow at Danny and mimed using two hands. Danny nodded. Excellent. He agreed that Ambrielle was ready for this next step.

Traditional Florentine flogging was done by one person with an identical flogger in each hand, gradually bringing the blood to the surface of the skin of the recipient before increasing the intensity. It was a difficult stroke to perfect, as both hands had to give equal pressure in the whipping. It would be even more difficult for the two men acting in concert, as they’d need to stand very close together and match each other in direction and pressure. But the advantage of them doing this would be to heighten their sub’s arousal to intense levels very quickly. Oscar was certain he and Danny would understand each other well enough to successfully introduce their brand-new sub to the delights of punishment together. This style meant that they were both equally in charge, working tightly in unison, proving to her that as Doms they could be jointly responsible for her pleasure.

They stood behind Ambrielle, nodded to each other, then Oscar laid the first stoke across Ambrielle’s shoulders. Immediately Danny followed it with a second stroke. They continued for half a dozen more strokes each before stopping.

Danny asked, “Color?”

“Green, Sir.”

This time he laid the first stroke across her ass, and Oscar followed him. When her ass was bright pink they stopped. Oscar asked, “Color?”

“Green, Sir”.

Now that was interesting. He’d hoped she’d discover how much she liked this lifestyle, but hadn’t dared hope for such an immediately positive reaction.

They punished her more firmly now. Her skin was already pink and she was well warmed up for more intense strokes. They were careful to avoid her kidneys, spine, and hips, but the rest of her back was soon a deep red from the punishment. It was enough. They both stopped. Oscar leaned forward and dug his fingers into her cunt. She was dripping with moisture. He offered his fingers to Danny and both men sniffed then tasted her.

“She’s ready for us to move on to the next scene,” said Danny.

Oscar watched her carefully. In this position her face was hidden, but her body was open and welcoming. She was showing no signs of wanting to stop. Nevertheless he needed to check.

“Color?”

“Green, Sir.”

Oscar had to force himself not to pump his hand in the air or high-five Danny.

Silently they unchained her and removed the spreader bar. Danny swept her up in his arms and laid her on the waiting bed. Oscar returned the floggers to his toy box and grabbed the lube and condoms.

Danny was already undressed, having left Ambrielle face down on the bed. She hadn’t moved but was showing no signs of discomfort. They’d need to oil her skin before they slept, though. She wasn’t used to being flogged and he didn’t want her skin to bruise.

Oscar kneeled between her legs and began to touch her ass. He lubed all around the tight ring of muscles and found himself smiling as she pushed back onto his fingers, trying to drive them inside her tight rear channel.

Danny lay down, his face level with her breasts, and began teasing her with the nipple clip. Ha! That would keep her occupied and nice and hot while he prepared her ass.

Soon Oscar’s fingers were deep inside her back door, stretching her, softening her tissues, opening her for his cock, a cock that was paining him now with the need to be freed. Unlike Danny, however, he wasn’t going to undress until the last possible moment. His cock was so desperate to be inside this wonderful woman he couldn’t trust himself not to rush this time of preparation should his skin touch hers.

She was so beautiful lying there, her shoulders and ass all pink, her body wiggling madly now, trying to make him and Danny move on to the next step. She was all woman, and all lovely, and he wanted her forever. Not just right now, but always. Always? Yes, forever. He blinked. He needed to think more about that later.

Oscar slid off the bed and undressed, then rolled a condom over his cock. The head was really red. It’d take all his will not to spoil everything by coming too soon. He sat back on the bed, up against the headboard, his legs wide apart. “Ready,” he told Danny.

“Ambrielle, it’s time for you to sit on Oscar’s cock. Have your back to him and let him fill your ass.”

“About fucking time. I’ve been waiting here forever,” she replied, obviously having decided the dungeon scene was over now her handcuffs were off.

In Oscar’s mind this was part of the scene, but she was a very new sub and they hadn’t explained it to her. Besides, he loved her feisty, argumentative, pushy moments. She was so good at her work, and such a fun companion, he needed times like this to accept she was a real person, not some robot he could command to do his will.

It took her a while to get her ass in the right place. He held his cock with one hand and her hip with the other, but there was still quite a lot of wiggling as she settled down on his lap and he pushed up inside her. Damn, she felt good. So fucking tight and hot it almost blew his mind.

Then her burning ass cheeks were pressed down onto his thighs and his arm was tight across her chest. He buried his head against her shoulder, licking her sweet, soft skin as Danny wiggled into place, widening his legs and moving his cock closer and closer until it disappeared inside Ambrielle’s cunt. Fuck, that was hot, watching her absorb his best friend deep inside herself, then feeling Danny’s cock pushing against his with just a thin wall of tissue separating them from each other.

“Ready, man?” Oscar asked Danny.

“Yes, together.”

Together they withdrew, moving so slowly Oscar wanted to scream, but he knew if he went fast he’d never control his cock. It’d self-destruct. When just the head of his cock was still inside her he straightened his shoulders against the headboard of the bed to get more comfortable, and then they began pushing inside again.

Ambrielle was whimpering and trying to wiggle between them, but they pressed her body hard against theirs so she couldn’t spoil their plans. Exploding on the second stroke was not what they wanted and not the best thing for her either. She needed this to be her best orgasm ever, even if it killed his dick to wait that long.

In and out they pumped, still moving slowly and purposefully, just very slightly increasing their pace. Oscar slid his hand across her belly and up to one breast, touching and teasing her skin with a couple of fingers then finding her nipple and pressing the nipple clip and tugging on it. The three of them were so tightly welded together he had very little finger room, but her breasts were very tempting.

Their bodies were also getting sweaty and slick, meaning they moved faster even though he tried to keep control.

Over Ambrielle’s head, Danny caught his gaze and nodded. All right, time to finish it properly before they all fell apart.

On the next instroke he and Danny slammed into her with all the force their thigh muscles could manage. Ambrielle screamed and exploded around them, her inner muscles gripping his cock so tightly he thought his eyes would cross.

Madly he pumped again and let go, his cum shooting from his cock and filling the condom, her heat surrounding him and welcoming him. Oscar felt an answering burst of heat on the other side of her wall and knew Danny had come, too, but Ambrielle was shaking in his arms so he stroked into her again and again, wanting this to be her best climax so far.

He leaned his head against hers, kissing her shoulders and licking her skin, enjoying the sweaty, feminine taste of her.

Danny pulled out of Ambrielle and headed into the other room, returning with a packet of wipes to clean the sweat off them all. Oscar laid her on her side and climbed off the bed to get rid of the condom.
That’s something else we need to talk about. No more condoms. Since we’ll be staying together, they won’t be needed.

Then he blinked again. That was the second time tonight he’d talked to himself about them staying together. He knew that’s what Danny wanted, but when had he decided he wanted it, too? And what about Ambrielle? Shouldn’t they talk to her first? Not tonight. Tonight was all about just being together. But soon. What if she just wanted a bit of fun? What if she would only stay a few months then move on?
How can we make her see we three belong together? She has to see it. I can’t wait much longer to be with her all the time. I know I haven’t been spending the time I ought with her and Danny. I haven’t been a very good Dom lately, but I will be better. I’ll get everything sorted out and devote the proper time and attention to this relationship. They both mean too much to me to stuff it up.

We’ll convince Ambrielle to stay. Danny and I are the Doms and we’ll make the decisions.

* * * *

Ambrielle snuggled deeper into the bed, loving the feeling of being surrounded by hard male backs and chests. Damn, she was one lucky woman to have two men fucking her. And oh, how they’d fucked her. She’d thought the top would blow off her head she’d come so hard. And that whipping, flogging thing they did together. That’d aroused her so high she’d thought she might come just from being whipped. It was amazing the way the nerve endings in her shoulders, back, and butt seemed to be pulling the strings in her cunt, making her hotter and more needy by the second.

Then Danny had taken the nipple clips off her breasts and her nipples had been hotter and harder than hell. When he’d sucked the painful tips she’d almost orgasmed again.

Ambrielle leaned back against Danny. It was amazing that already she knew instinctively who was touching her. Danny’s hands were rougher. Not just his skin from the manual work he did, but his touch itself. He was also longer all over. Longer legs, longer fingers, and a longer cock, too. Even his hair was longer. Oscar’s hair was short and curly and his shoulders were broader. He was very muscular for a person who worked indoors all the time.

Anyway there was a mighty fine cock pressing into her ass and it seemed a real pity to waste it. She slid down the bed and planted her mouth over his cock, sucking the head inside and sucking hard on it.

Danny’s hips pushed up into her face, telling her more clearly than words that he liked what she was doing. She licked all around him then scraped her teeth over his cockhead before sucking him again and thrusting her tongue into the little ridge where the head and shaft joined.

But there were two men here. Two juicy cocks. It seemed a shame only to play with one. “Lie on your backs side by side as close as possible together,” she said.

“Little Miss Bossy may get her ass paddled,” grumbled Oscar.

She giggled. She’d enjoyed that already, but her ass was a bit tender right now. “Maybe next week,” she promised, moving back to give them space to lie beside each other.

When they were how she wanted them she climbed over their legs and settled herself where she could play with both the cocks together. Now she licked Oscar’s cock and sucked his cockhead. They tasted quite different. She’d wondered if, because they were both wolves, they’d taste similar. But they didn’t.