Bound to be Tamed: Emergence, Book 2 (14 page)

“Sir, you didn’t tell me we were going to…watch a scene.” She blinked several times, but at least she made eye contact.

“We aren’t always going to tell you everything, especially if it makes you this anxious. But who cares if we watch a scene?” She puzzled him.

“I…” She dodged his gaze again.

“Stephanie,” he admonished. “Trust Dane and I to make the right decisions, please. Have we given you any reason to doubt us yet?”

Dane laid a hand on Aiden’s shoulder and listened in.

“No, Sir.” Her words were weak. She had no conviction.

Trust was earned. Aiden intended to earn it. “Let’s reserve judgment until after it’s deserved, okay?”

“Yes, Sir.”

Aiden set his hand on her neck and propelled her forward. They were the last to enter the playroom. He took a seat in one of the two chairs situated next to each other several feet from a spanking bench. It appeared the equipment in the room was all movable and whatever apparatus was being used could be placed in the center of the room for easier viewing.

Stephanie visibly shook as Aiden pressed her shoulders to let her know she should kneel before him on the pillow next to his feet.

Dane took the chair on her other side and set a hand on her neck. “Assume the kneeling position, baby, but keep your head up and your eyes on Melissa.”

She knelt down and clasped her hands behind her, so tight her knuckles turned white.

“Spread your knees, Stephanie.” Aiden tapped her thigh.

She trembled, but did as he said.

She looked so sexy. Her hair tumbled down her back in ringlets. Her breasts raised slightly with her shoulders pulled back, the upper swells visible. Her skirt was full enough to allow her legs to separate as far as he and Aiden desired. Additionally, the material pulled apart, causing the slit provided by the bottom unfettered buttons to spread.

With a few more adjustments to both the top and bottom of the dress, she would be considerably more exposed. Aiden hoped to get the opportunity…and that she would allow it.

He and Dane had discussed her unease in great detail. Neither man wanted to push her comfort level beyond what she could handle. They had every intention of easing her into trying new things, but if either man suspected she wasn’t ready to go forward at any time, they would put a halt to the game and back up a step.

Neither had any desire to break her spirit. The idea was to awaken her sexual awareness and amp up her arousal every day. Aiden felt confident that would be accomplished by discipline and patience. So far Stephanie had exuded every indication she was submissive. Aiden believed deep in his heart she would open her mind to new ideas every day, and her experiences would grow in number in direct correlation to her sexual cravings.

Right now, she was about to watch Melissa get spanked. Aiden had witnessed a spanking on several occasions. It always made him hornier than ever to watch a person, male or female, give their bare ass over to their Dom. Each pink print the sub received was another mark of trust and devotion.

Would Stephanie understand, and even mimic, the emotions Melissa revealed as she fell into sync with her Dom and his wish to punish her or reward her with his hand?

Aiden had his own reservations. He wasn’t immune to the fact that this was new to him too. Could he even spank that pretty ass? Part of him itched to do so. He wanted to bring out the submissive in her. But he was also concerned about this choice and how fast they were all three assuming these new roles. The responsibility he and Dane had toward Stephanie was immense.

Dane whispered in her ear, loud enough for Aiden to hear, but not enough to disrupt the room. “How does the spanking bench make you feel?”

She never removed her gaze from the wooden apparatus in the center of the room. Aiden tried to imagine it through her eyes. Shaped like a small picnic table, the smooth black leather covering the top and sides added a level of comfort to the sub.

Darren had his sub’s undivided attention as he guided her toward the bench and lifted her onto it by the waist. She settled her stomach in the middle of the top. It was only wide enough to suspend her. Her breasts hung loose on both sides. Her elbows and knees rested on the two lower four-inch-wide, padded sides.

Melissa turned her head and set her cheek on the leather.

Darren circled her slowly. He’d removed his shirt and stood before her in black jeans. He brushed her hair away from her face and kissed her tenderly on the lips.

Aiden balanced his concentration between the scene and Stephanie. His sub didn’t move except to sway slightly back and forth. She shivered when Aiden traced his fingers up her back and curled them around her neck under her hair. “You didn’t answer Dane’s question,” he reminded her. “How do you feel seeing Melissa prepare to be spanked?”

“I’m not sure,” she whispered. The room was very quiet, except for the occasional exchanges between the Doms and the subs.

Aiden glanced at Dane. He nodded back. They’d been together three years. By now a silent gesture was enough to know they were on the same page.

Stephanie was fine so far. They both watched her out of one corner of their eyes.

Darren continued to circle his sub, but he added a slight touch now and then, grazing his hand up her calf, her thigh, her buttocks, her arm.

Melissa flinched on occasion, and Aiden was close enough to see goose bumps rise on her skin.

After several minutes, Darren paused and buckled her to the bench, moving from corner to corner until he had both ankles and wrists secured.

Melissa breathed heavily.

Aiden knew she’d done this lots of times, but clearly the anticipation never died down.

She squirmed on the bench and Darren set a hand on her lower back. “Stay still. You aren’t to get yourself off by rubbing your clit against the leather.”

Stephanie gasped and Aiden squeezed her neck again. “The anticipation is worse than the actual spanking,” he whispered.

When the first slap hit Melissa’s ass, Stephanie jerked as much as the poor sub on the bench. With each successive spank, Stephanie calmed a little at a time.

Melissa’s ass turned a nice shade of pink as handprints spread across her exposed skin.

Darren was a master at ensuring the right amount of coverage at the right speed to lure Melissa into a deep sub space. She began to moan after a few minutes and Darren didn’t admonish her. Each time she wiggled her ass, he stopped and held her down by her lower back.

As the pink turned to red, he spanked lower on her thighs. Without warning, he reached between her legs and dragged his fingers through her pussy.

Melissa bucked and whimpered. Darren sauntered around to her front and held the wet fingers to her lips. “Taste yourself.”

She sucked them in greedily, moaning around the digits as she licked.

“Good girl.” He circled back to her ass and stroked the raised skin with his palms. When he was satisfied, he spanked her again several times in succession and then reached between her legs again. He held her steady across her ass with one forearm and pumped into her pussy with the fingers of his other hand.

Melissa screamed and writhed beneath the onslaught. After only moments, she stiffened and Aiden could practically see the orgasm as it washed through her body, shaking every muscle until she was completely spent and relaxed against the bench.

Darren soothed her, rubbing his hands all over her body and whispering words Aiden couldn’t hear directly into her ear. When he finally unbuckled her from the bench, she was limp and tired. He lifted her and carried her to a plush beanbag chair where he laid her down and covered her with a blanket.

Aiden caught Dane’s eye and then reached behind Stephanie. He watched her face as he swiped his fingers through her folds.

She gasped and leaned forward, but didn’t break form more than that.

And she was wet. Very wet. Aiden grinned. “I think you’re ready.”

She twisted her neck and met his gaze without permission. Her mouth fell open.

Dane tapped her chin to remind her she was out of form. “Yes, Steph. You can do it. You’ve proven by your reactions and your soaking pussy that you found the spanking titillating. We know you’re curious. Interested. We’re going to give you that experience now.”

“Here?” she mumbled.

Dane chuckled. “Yes. Unless you’d rather go outside in the back yard.” He stood and stepped across the room.

In the corner was a cabinet stocked with several items. Aiden had seen inside it in the past.

While Darren was soothing his sub, Dane grabbed the wipes and cleaned off the bench. After tossing the soiled towels in the trash, he aimed straight for Stephanie. “It’s time, little sub. All these people are going to enjoy your first scene. Look at them.”

Aiden smiled. Dane was good. So good. He knew what it would do to Stephanie to remind her both verbally and visibly that several people were watching her.

Aiden and Dane had attended spanking and flogging seminars. They knew the logistics. They’d practiced on other subs. And Darren had agreed to help them this first time with Stephanie.

Stephanie bit her lip and peeked around the room. She didn’t let her eyes stay long in any one spot. She couldn’t hold still. Her knees ached from kneeling so long. And she’d been so stiff, all her muscles rebelled at the idea of standing.

Her gaze roamed back to the dreaded bench in the center of the room. It loomed huge and ominous.
They really expect me to let them spank me in front of all these people?

Aiden took her arm and helped her to stand.

She released the grip she had behind her back and flexed her fingers. Even her hands were stiff. She held her ground for a moment, sizing up the apparatus from this new angle.

She twisted her neck in both directions. Every Dom in the room waited for her. Every sub knelt in some fashion at their Dom’s feet. Some even stared at her. Not her eyes; no one looked her in the eye. But they did lift their gazes enough to witness her demise.

“Come,” Dane said, motioning her forward with his hand. He whispered in her ear as they inched toward the bench. “You know you can use your safe word at any point, right? Red. If it gets too intense, use it. That’s what it’s for. But I bet Aiden and I can judge you well enough that you won’t need it. That’s our goal. If you have to use your safe word, then we have misjudged you completely.” He paused and lifted her chin to catch her gaze. “Trust us.” He lifted one eyebrow.

Stephanie nodded, and Dane urged her closer to the scene. She shuffled her feet forward, half-sure she would fall on her face before she arrived.

As she approached, she sucked in a huge breath. It was true she had been aroused by watching Melissa. It was also true she was intrigued. However, this was unexpected for her second morning as a submissive. Her head was swimming with concerns.

What if I hate it? Will they hurt me? What if I come? What if I don’t come? What if I’m humiliated beyond repair…?

Dane stroked a finger down her cheek and lifted her gaze to his. “You have to trust us, Steph. You know we would never do anything to hurt you, nor would we push you past what we think you can handle.”

Aiden kissed her cheek. “Since this is the first time we’re going to spank you, Darren is going to help guide us. It’s a learning experience for all three of us. We don’t want to take any chances with you.”

She held her breath.
Darren is going to give instructions?
Fuck.

“You ready?” Dane asked.

She nodded, though she had no idea why. Ever since the first swat on Melissa’s ass, Stephanie had been wet and horny. She had trouble reconciling with herself why this would make her aroused, but she decided to contemplate it later. For now, she wanted to feel what Melissa had experienced.

She ignored everyone around her and stepped to the bench. If she tuned out the spectators, she could concentrate on herself alone.

Dane lifted her around the waist until she knelt on the two lower levels. Her dress rose, exposing her pussy and her ass. She patted at it the second her knees hit the leather.

Aiden was on her in an instant. “Leave it. Lie forward.” He pointed to the bench as he tapped her hand.

She leaned her belly against the top, rolling her body down until her chest rested over the bench as Melissa’s had. The material of her bodice felt too tight around her breasts, but at least they were covered. Her nipples rubbed against the dress as she relaxed her upper body.

The air conditioning was set to keep the room very cool and a breeze blew across her ass, making her aware of her naked lower region. She concentrated on breathing. Her senses were overloaded with a mixture of fear of exposure and fear of being spanked. How was she supposed to tackle both of these fears at once?

Aiden didn’t travel around her body leisurely as Darren had done with Melissa. Instead he reached for her wrist and buckled her to the bench before she could protest. Her mouth hung open, but she held her tongue as he moved to the second wrist.

Tag teaming her, Dane pushed her dress up even higher and settled his hand on the small of her back, making her painfully aware that half her body was revealed to everyone. Could they all see her pussy? Or just her ass? She squeezed the top bench with her thighs, as if that would close them a little.