Club de Fleurs 2: Sadie [Club de Fleurs 2] (Siren Publishing Menage and More) (6 page)

“Yes,” she breathed and turned her head for his kiss. Taking her mouth with his, he swept his tongue through her wetness, wrapping his tongue around hers. His hand played with her pussy, thumb on her clit pressing and rubbing and two fingers inside her, fucking in and out.

“Is my baby ready to come?” he asked as he trailed a line of wet kisses down her neck to the top of her blouse.

“Yes, yes, yes.” She panted.

He added a third finger to her and pressed up against the spongy spot guaranteed to set her off. Nuzzling her breasts and playing with her clit, Evan whispered in her ear, “Come for us, girl,” and she did, bucking and heaving in the seat, as her whole body convulsed. Evan pulled her into his lap and held her, while Dave patted her hair and rubbed her back.

Sometime Dave had pulled the truck into a park and they sat for a few minutes in the dark. “Sadie, there’s a rest area here if you want to go in and get cleaned up.”

“That sounds good, but, would one of you come with me. I know this sounds funny, but I’ve always been scared to death of these places. Too many horror movies when I was in my teens, I guess. I can’t go in there alone.”

Evan laughed. “Yes, we’ll both go with you. Does our little girl need her men to save her from the big bad monster?” he teased.

“Yes, I do,” Sadie answered.

Evan got out of the truck and helped Sadie out. Both men took her hands and walked her to the ladies area. “Do you need one of us to come in with you?” Dave asked.

“If you could just check and make sure no one is in there, and check all the stalls and make sure no one is hiding. I hate to be such a baby, but these places really creep me out. I won’t stop when I’m alone.”

“Baby, I don’t think it’s funny or strange. I think you have pretty good instincts, these places are not safe. I don’t want to scare you, but you are right and anyone could be hiding in there. With all the homeless, sometimes people live in these places. The state patrol tries to watch and keep them safe, but they are pretty spread out and have other things to do.” Evan told her while Dave went and checked it out.

“No one in there and Evan and I will stay right outside this door until you come out. If you get scared just holler and we will both come in.”

“Thanks, guys, this really means a lot to me. I’ll be right back.”

Sadie did what she needed to do and true to their word when she was finished the men were waiting for her one on each side of the door. As she walked out they each grabbed a hand and walked her to the truck. This time Evan drove and Dave took the passenger side. “My turn to play.” He grinned.

“Why did I get cleaned up? If we are going to play I’m just going to get messy again. Now I’ll have to clean up again!”

“Evan, do they have washroom at the skate rink?”

“I’ve never been in a rink without one, Dave.”

“Problem solved. Sadie, assume the position.”

Once again she spread her legs, draping a leg over each of the guy’s thighs. “Now, I think you’ve earned a punishment for arguing earlier, what do you think Evan?” Dave smirked.

“Yes, I definitely agree. A good sub would not question her Master.” Evan was laughing.

“It’s not fair, I was set up.” Sadie was getting irritated at being tag teamed by the two men. She’d be in trouble all the time if she didn’t get her mouth under control. These two weren’t going to let her get away with anything.

“I think someone wants to be punished. Let’s see, what should I do? Spanking would be difficult in the truck, so that’s out for now, what else can I come up with? Any suggestions, Evan?” Dave was starting to have a good time with this.

“Oh, I think we have time for a little orgasm denial. Bring her right to the boiling point and just leave her there. Then if she’s good at the skate rink, she can earn a reward.” Evan was having a good time too.

Sadie didn’t like being talked about like she wasn’t there, but was smart enough to keep her mouth shut…this time.

Dave leaned over and pulled her to him, taking her mouth with his. Reaching between her legs with one hand he found her clit and began to play. True to their promise, Dave brought her to the brink several times, not letting her come. She was begging and pleading for release by the time Evan got them to the skating rink.

“You two are mean,” she muttered as Dave helped her out of the truck.

“Be good and we will both help you with your problem later,” Evan answered her.

“Promises, promises,” she replied.

The trio walked into the rink and Evan greeted his friend and introductions were made all around. He then took them to the skate rental stand and they all got skates. Sitting Sadie down, he helped her get her skates on and laced up correctly.

After putting their own skates on, both men took a hand and led her onto the skating floor. Looking around, Sadie didn’t see many other adults, all she could seem to see was kids and they all looked very young.

“I know, they are mostly kids, but just remember we are here to have fun, who cares?” Dave told her.

“Right, just have fun, okay.” Sadie smiled and took a deep breath. I can do this.

With both men holding her hands, they led her around the floor several times. Showing her how to balance and move her feet. Still holding on, they led her around a couple more times. Then suddenly they both let go at the same time.

Boom. She sat on her ass. “What the…” she said.

“Sorry, baby, I thought Dave was going to hold you,” Evan explained as he helped her up.

“Okay,” she muttered, not sure she believed him. He was grinning and had an evil look in his eyes. It felt like someone had set her up.

Dusting off her butt, she grabbed a hand from each of the guys and they started off again. She was feeling pretty good and thought she was getting the hang of it when they both suddenly let go again.

Boom, down she went. This was starting to hurt. Her ass was going to be sore if she kept this up.

“Hey, that’s not fair and I don’t have the padding to keep this up,” she whined.

“Sorry, girl. I thought Evan had you.” Dave was grinning has he helped her up and dusted her off, his hand smacking a little too hard for just a dusting.

“Look, jerk, I’m sore enough without you slapping my butt,” she snarled.

“I’ll be doing more than smacking your butt, if you don’t watch that mouth and you definitely earned one for calling me a jerk. Watch yourself, girl.” Dave looked serious, but it didn’t carry to his eyes, and he slapped her again.

Sadie knew she was being set up now, but couldn’t manage to keep her mouth shut. After falling a couple more times and telling off both of the guys, the men decided it was time to sit and talk for a while.

They took her to booth and, sitting her on the inside, Dave sat beside her and Evan sat across from her. “Okay, Sadie what’s up? You are not normally this bratty and I want to find out why you are acting this way in front of Master Evan,” Dave said as they got settled.

Sadie crossed her arms under her breasts. “It just isn’t fair. Every time I get going good, you jerks let me go and it’s on my ass I fall. I’m getting sore and I know I’m racking up a bunch of punishments for being bratty, but how am I going to learn if you keep letting me go? I’m tired of falling. I thought this was supposed to be fun for all of us. As far as I can see the only ones having fun are you two watching me fall on my ass!”

“Baby, how are you supposed to learn with us holding you up? We wait until you seem to be going good and let you go so that you can continue on your own without our support. I know it may seem cruel, but just like teaching someone to learn to ride a bike, you have to let go sometimes. If we told you we were going to let go, it would make you self-conscious and you definitely would fall. We are trying to teach you, not be mean and if you are racking up punishments it’s your own fault because of your attitude and mouth,” Evan calmly explained to her, reaching across the table and lifting her chin so that she was looking in his eyes.

“Oh,” Sadie said quietly, and looked down at the table, suddenly feeling ashamed of herself for thinking that the guys were setting her up. When she thought about it, everything Evan said was true. How was she supposed to learn if they kept holding her up? “It’s just that I thought…well it doesn’t matter what I thought. I’m sorry, Sirs, for being bratty. I’m just overwhelmed with everything that has happened in the past couple days. I mean, Dave and I were shot at last night, one or both of us could have been killed and all those kids in the complex, all it would take would be one stray bullet, and Dave was so brave and I was so scared. Now they are threatening me and what if they find out I have family? Is my family in danger? What about Dave and the people at the club, what if I’m being followed, are we all in danger? We could be in danger here and now, how do we know that someone isn’t following us and are we in danger now? I should go and stay with one of my sisters, but I don’t want my family in danger and…” All of a sudden Sadie just stopped in mid-sentence. She had turned off…again.

Evan and Dave looked at each other, “What the fuck?” they both said at the same time. “Shit, here we go again,” Dave said. “What the fuck do we do now, we have to get her reengaged, and there is no way we can put her in a cold shower here.”

“Let’s get her out to the truck and if she hasn’t come back by then we’ll figure something out,” Evan answered him.

Luckily they had removed their skates before they sat in the booth and the booth they had chosen was close to the door. They drag-walked her to the truck without too much attention. Evan lifted her up and after crawling in the driver’s side, Dave helped him get her in the truck. “Do we take her to an ER?” Dave asked Evan.

“I don’t think she would want that and they would just medicate her and probably want to keep her. We couldn’t keep her safe in the hospital. Let’s take her back to the club and I guess another cold shower if she hasn’t reengaged by then. I need to call an MD friend of mine and find out what we should be doing about this You drive and I’ll see if I can get a hold of him and get some more info.”

Evan made his call and after explaining the situation, he replied to the questions he was asked to the best of his information and disconnected the call. “Well, that was somewhat helpful, but not as helpful as I wanted. He agrees that if we took her to the ER they would hospitalize her and medicate her. He understood her and our qualms about that, but other than what we have been doing didn’t have any useful suggestions. Without seeing and talking to her, he couldn’t be sure, but he thinks it sounds like a case of PTSD. He suggested counseling, but Sadie’s already told us that did not work. He was also concerned that if she was out too long she may go into a catatonic state and be out indefinitely.”

“Shit, what do we do now? Did he have any helpful suggestions?” Dave was pretty frustrated and very worried by now.

“Not beyond what we had already discussed. If you are willing there is a creek not too far from here that we could put her in. This time of year the water should be pretty cold with the runoff from the snow and everything.”

“Sounds like a plan, I know where you are talking about.” Dave started driving to the creek, not knowing what else to do.

Hearing a small noise, Evan saw that Sadie was coming to. Alerting Dave so he could pull the truck over, he pulled Sadie into his arms and stroking her back whispering soothing words to her, trying to ease her back to them.

“What, what,” Sadie whispered.

Dave answered, “Welcome back, how do you feel?”

“Did I black out again? This shit is getting old. What the hell is happening to me?” Sadie was crying, very upset.

“I talked to a doctor friend of mine and he thinks it might be a case of PTSD. Is there anything in your past that would cause you to black out in stressful situations? It could be that your mind tries to hide so that you don’t have to deal with things that stress you. Until you get these things out in the open and deal with them you will have to go through this. I know you tried counseling in the past, but maybe you need to try it again with a therapist who has been specifically trained to deal with PTSD victims. My friend can recommend someone who can be trusted and has experience. Don’t answer me now, you need to think about it. If you feel comfortable you could tell Dave and I what happened, but only when you feel comfortable.”

“I do have an incident in the past that I’ve been trying very hard to forget and it is more than likely the thing I need to deal with. I’ve never been good at confrontations. I try to avoid them at all cost. The therapist I was seeing told me that I needed to deal with this incident, and that is part of the reason I stopped seeing her. If your friend could recommend someone I would like to try again. I need to learn to cope with this so I can get on with my life. Would one or both of you come with me? I think it would be easier if I didn’t have to go alone. I will tell you about it, just not right now. Right now I want to go home and I need you both to fuck me and take me out of my head, can we do that? Please.” She ended with a plea.

“Oh, baby, we’ll help you any way we can. Whenever you are ready we will talk and I definitely will go with you to your appointments,” Dave answered, nuzzling her neck and rubbing her arms.

“Same goes for me. Whatever you need, whenever you need it. I will be there for you. I know we haven’t known each other very long, but I have very deep feelings for you already, Sadie. You mean a lot to me and I will do whatever you need.” Evan then took her mouth with his in a passionate kiss she felt down to her toes.

Sitting her back in her seat and fastening her seat belt, Evan looked at Dave and said, “Home, James.”

They all laughed and Dave answered, “You got it, boss.” He drove them back to the club.

During the drive home, Evan played with Sadie, getting her hot and bothered before they even pulled into the parking lot. Slipping his hand between her legs, he rubbed her clit and fucked two, then three fingers in and out of her pussy. “Don’t come,” he told her, as he tortured her, pinching and twisting her clit, knowing she was close to the edge. “Hold it in, baby and we’ll make it so good for you when we get in our room. Just hold it for us,” he whispered against her lips.