Capturing Callie (20 page)

Ian leaned forward and kissed her on the very tip of her nose. “Enjoy, baby—you have earned this treat.” He slowly turned her so that she faced Kalen. “Kalen will be starting things off, I’ll let him explain.” He stepped back and couldn’t help the small bit of satisfaction he got from seeing her quick glance to confirm he was still close. Her shy smile warmed his heart. She
belonged
to him, and he was pleased that her heart seemed to be catching up with her soul.

He never tired of hearing Kalen explain the link between massage and the release of sexual energy so that it could freely flow to all parts of the body. Watching as Kalen explained the joys of Tantric massage, it was easy to see excitement and interest in her body language. Her entire body was flushing, and he smiled as she enthusiastically nodded her assent. Ian had heard more than one sub say that Kalen’s voice alone was enough to get them off, and judging by Callie’s rapt attention, he was starting to think it might be true.

He stepped up to listen and watch after Kalen had gotten his beautiful sub settled on the bench. The hole in bottom for her lovely face allowed her to stay flat and kept her spine straight. Kalen explained all the intricacies of spinal alignment as he began with soft touches to awaken nerve endings. It was interesting to listen as his friend wove a web of seduction tighter around Callie until there was nowhere to go and her only escape was to surrender to the desire.

As he worked her sore shoulders and back muscles, Ian could hear her soft sighs. But as Kalen’s hands moved further down, the sighs became soft moans of pleasure. Kalen leaned over and said, “Open your legs for me, angel. I want to feel my fingers sliding through your beautiful pussy. The ancients likened it to a rose that opens when the woman is aroused.”

Ian knew the instant Kalen had put his fingers inside because he heard her softly whispered, “Yes, oh God, yes, it feels so good.” His cock was so hard he was sure he was going to have a permanent zipper imprint. Kalen looked up and nodded once and then Ian saw him rotate his wrist slightly and knew his friend was pressing on the soft, spongy spot that would send Callie flying in no time.

“Does that feel good, angel-girl? Hold your release for me. Don’t come yet, hold off for me. It’ll be so much sweeter.” Ian could hear the sweet slurping sounds of Callie’s pussy milking Kalen’s fingers and saw her stiffen just as Kalen whispered, “Come for me, angel.” Ian wished he could see her face, she was always so beautiful when she was lost in the throes of release.

Kalen had assured him that she would be totally energized after the orgasm he would give her, and Ian was pleased to see Callie seemed hyperaware as he helped her sit up. Smoothing the backs of his fingers down her soft cheeks, he couldn’t help but smile at the look of anticipation on her face. “It sounded like you enjoyed Master Kalen’s massage, pet. Tell me.”

“Oh, Master, it was amazing. I feel like I have so much more energy now. I really think you guys shouldn’t tease him about studying those ancient mystics. Holy crapping crickets it is amazing, and you should really try it sometime, seriously.” He finally placed his fingers over her lips, stilling her. Hell, he was worried she wasn’t ever going to come up for air. How the hell could anyone talk so long without stopping to breathe anyway?

“Pet, if it was a couple’s massage class, perhaps I’d join you, but Master Kalen is not going to be giving me a massage—
ever
.” He heard the other men’s laughter from the back of the room. “Now, Masters Logan and Gage will be working together, so lie back down and enjoy. When they are finished, Master Jace and I will be taking you back to the master suite. We have something special planned for you.” He knew she was surprised when he turned her around and Logan and Gage were standing right behind her.
Damn special ops guys move like fucking cats, used to spook the shit out of me, too, Callie. God, she is amazing. She’s smart, sweet, and submissive to the bone. And she’s MINE!

* * * *

Callie had been surprised when Ian turned her, and she came face-to-face with Logan. “Oh, sugar, we are going to make you feel so good. Let’s get you up on to this nice comfy table. There you go. Now, lie back. Master Kalen’s treatment was focused on your back, and we’re going to make sure this beautiful front receives equal attention.” Callie smiled up at him and wondered how she was ever going to survive being the focus of these two Doms’ southern charms. As she lay back she thought about the fact that she was stark naked in a room with five Dominant Alpha men and she wasn’t even frightened. Heck, she’d been afraid of being in a room alone with a man for years. But there wasn’t any fear at all with these men.

Suddenly she noticed Gage standing over her looking at her intently. He smiled and glanced up at Ian. “You’re right, boss, she does check out now and again. Hmm, let’s see if we can’t take care of your woman’s distraction problem for a bit, shall we?”
Did he just call me Ian’s woman? Oh boy.

Logan stepped up on the other side of the table and held up a pair of strange things that looked like a circle within a circle with little set screws on each side. They were connected by a beautiful gold chain that looked like it had been braided using white, yellow, and rose gold. Running it through his fingers, Logan looked up at her and asked, “Pretty isn’t it, sugar?” When she agreed with him, he held up the small circles and inquired about them as well. “Do you know what these are?”

“No, well, not really, but…well, maybe. I read a couple of Master’s…oh, drat.” She hadn’t intended to mention raiding Ian’s library, and now she’d busted herself right out.

She heard Ian’s soft chuckle from the shadows to her left. “Pet, I knew you’d read the books in the library. You are welcome to read anything in there, I was pleased you were interested. Every room in the house except the master bath is wired for sight and sound as a safety measure. Also something you might want to remember should you decide to slide those beautiful fingers over your achy pussy during the night—again.”

Stick a fork in me, I’m done. If it’s possible to die of embarrassment, I’m a goner.
“Yes, Master. I’m sorry, but I
missed
you.”

Logan leaned down and whispered in her ear, “Nice save, sugar—very nice. You think quick, I’m impressed.” He leaned back up and smiled down at her. “Well, these are nipple clamps. They are perfect for your first time, but as you may have guessed, my part of this evening’s activities is to make sure these lovely breasts get some very special attention. I love women’s breasts. They are the soft pillows of mankind. They nurture our children and soothe the sobs of an aching heart with a soft hug. And they’re mighty fine for playing with, too.” He leaned down and sucked on first one and then the other nipple until she was squirming beneath the onslaught of his mouth and tongue. He gripped the tender flesh with his teeth and teased the tips in to ever tighter points until they were so achy she wasn’t sure she could take any more, and then he slipped the rings over her nipples and started turning the small screws until she gasped at the pressure. He paused, looked at her with an evil grin, and gave each another twist before he pronounced them to be perfect. “Those look lovely on you, they are a part of a set. Master Gage has the other pieces. They’re our ‘Welcome to the island’
gift for you. And I’m sure your Master will enjoy them as well.”

She was fighting to stay focused on his words. Was he insane? If so she hoped to Jesus it wasn’t contagious, but the evidence didn’t look very hopeful because every man in the room seemed to understand exactly what Logan was saying. Her nipples felt like they were being licked by fire. Oh shit, licking yes—but by the devil himself.
Gift? What the fuck? What happened to bubble bath and sweet-smelling soaps or maybe a nice bottle of wine—yeah, now there was a welcome to the island gift I would have appreciated.
When she heard soft chuckles she knew she’d done it again. “Oh shit, I mean, drat. I said that out loud, didn’t I? Lord help me, when am I ever going to learn? I tell you all way too much that way, but it’s just so much and it really hurts…a lot. And I don’t know when my boobs got put online with my pu…um, well…some other parts. It’s just too much sometimes and my overload switch must be connected to my mouth.”
Just shoot me now.

Gage moved into her field of vision and held a strip of black silk where she could see it. “I’m going to blindfold you, darlin’, because that sharp little mind of yours wants to process everything at lightning speed and then those thoughts just can’t help but tumble out of your mouth. And honest to God, it amuses the shit outta me, but it’s distracting as hell, so we’ve got to get it under control before you earn yourself some more swats, and we have other things planned for you.” He didn’t waste any time shrouding her world in darkness. “Now, you’ll be able to keep busy concentrating on what you are feeling, and maybe that will quiet your mind, darlin’.” He was running his fingers down the side of her face and then just kept up the featherlight touch as he trailed down her neck. He moved around the nipple clamps, and she heard him saying how lovely she looked with her nipples all swollen and begging for attention and how he couldn’t wait to give her the rest of her gift.

Somewhere in the back of her mind she wondered what else they could have for her, hell, didn’t jewelry come in necklace and earring sets anymore? Geez, where did these guys shop anyway? Pervs Jewelers? Can’t you just imagine the jingle for that store? Thankful she had managed to keep her thoughts quiet for once, she was starting to feel kind of floaty…was that even a word? But then she felt someone strapping down her legs to the table. They had placed straps just above her knees and at her ankles. She was relieved that at least this once her legs weren’t spread from here to eternity. Just as she was planning her little happy dance of regained dignity, she felt a strange rumbling coming from under her ass.
Shit, is that a motor? Oh cracker jacks, this can’t be good.
Her legs glided apart and bent up at the knees while her head seemed to be tilting down further.

Just as she was going to open her mouth to speak, warm fingers pressed against her lips. “Think first, sugar—are you getting ready to say your safe word?”

“Un, no, Master Logan, I was just—” She was cut off when he pressed his fingers to her lips again.

“Then you don’t have permission to speak. If I were you, I’d exercise your constitutional right to remain silent that so many subs forget about.” She heard the smile in his voice and was grateful that he’d helped her avoid making another mistake. She nodded her head and pressed her lips together. “Good girl. Now, about those clamps.”

As soon as he’d spoken the words she’d felt a tug on the chain between her breasts, and her nipples were once again set aflame. “Ahhh…Oh God…Oh God…”

“Now that is the sort of thing we enjoy hearing, sugar.” Logan’s voice was like auditory sin. Geez, his voice was nearly as hot as Kalen’s.

Callie felt the air around her stir and assumed he’d moved to her other side. But before she could figure it out, she felt fingers lightly stroking her outer labia. They didn’t get any closer or the strokes didn’t seem to be intensifying and still she felt her pussy sending juices to coat the fingers of her tormentor. She heard herself moan and tried to lift her pelvis into the touch, but all she accomplished was getting a stinging swat directly over her pussy. “Ahhhh…”

“Darlin’, this is gonna work on our timetable, not yours, so you just lie back and enjoy and no more toppin’ from the bottom. Because, babe, I gotta tell ya—this isn’t Master Logan’s or my first rodeo, and we will recognize that for what it is and deal with it in ways that you don’t want to know about.” What happened to her sweet Texas charmer?
Damn, isn’t that just how it works, I think I have them pegged and then they go all Big Bad Dom on me.
“Oh, I can tell by your body language you are thinking again, little subbie, well, I’m gonna light you up, darlin’, and let’s see how much free time you have for a mental road trip then, shall we?”

The thread of challenge in his voice wasn’t lost on her, and just as she tried to figure out what he might be planning he plunged his fingers in so deep she was sure he’d brushed her cervix, which had only heightened the feeling. She felt her channel stretching and the small tremors that started to ripple around his fingers, and just as she was starting to really feel like she might be going to get some relief, he pulled his fingers out of her and tapped directly on top of her clit. Oh Lord, what had made her think she was going to have an easier time at these two southern charmers’ hands? She tried to get her breathing under control, and as she started to feel oxygen was actually making its way into her brain again, she felt Gage begin what could only be described as an all-out oral assault. His kisses along the insides of her thighs were peppered with small nips of his teeth and then soothed with his tongue in a random pattern that had her constantly guessing where he’d move next. The only thing predictable about his movements was their complete unpredictability. It didn’t matter that she’d already had multiple orgasms in the last twenty-four hours, her body was still chasing the next one with the same desperation as it had the first.

Logan leaned down and ran his tongue around the rim of her ear before biting down on the lobe. The pain morphed to pleasure and raced toward her clit after a short pit stop to torture her clamped nipples. “Felt that all the way to your sweet little clit, didn’t you, sugar? You are one responsive little sub, that’s for sure. Ian McGregor is a lucky bastard, and we’ve all told him exactly that, baby girl.” She knew he was bringing her back to the moment again, and she found herself lost in his whispered words. “I’m going to enjoy watching you come apart under our touch, there is nothing more beautiful in the world than a woman as she hands over the power of her pleasure to a worthy man. And I promise you this—every man in this room is worthy of your submission. Be a brave girl now—jump—we’ll be right here to catch you.” With a last assault to her ear, he started a trail of blazing kisses down the side of her neck. When he reached her collarbones, he pressed his lips against the pulse point at the base of her neck, and she heard him say, “She’s ready for your gift, Master Gage.”