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Relax and enjoy this. It’s not as if you can do anything to stop them from doing anything they take a mind to do.

Karen strained against the cuffs and shackles but found they held her immobile. She felt Bye’s warm breath on her thigh as he leaned over and reached for something on the table. “I bet you wish there were three of us servicing you tonight,” he said, his deep voice raspy.

If she could have spoken around Jack’s pounding cock she’d have told him two lovers was plenty, but she couldn’t so she just wiggled her butt in response.

He slapped her smartly on one ass cheek. “I’m gonna fuck you, baby, but not just yet. I want you screaming for my cock before I do.”

She felt him ring her anus with a calloused finger then insert that finger and work it past her anal sphincter while he used the other hand to pump her cunt and grind at her clit. She swallowed against Jack’s cock and squeezed her pussy around Bye’s thick fingers. Jack’s groans mingled with Bye’s hard breathing and the slosh of his fingers moving in and out of her wet cunt.

All this stimulation was overkill. But she loved it. She imagined voyeurs’ eyes on her, witnessing the ultimate invasion of her person when Bye stretched her asshole and worked a plug inside until she felt the base against her anus. Her ass burned, but the hurt felt good. Her cunt grew wetter, soaking Bye’s hand. She deep-throated Jack and swallowed hard. When she felt the cool metal of his cock ring against her lips, she realized why she hadn’t been able to coax out his cream.

Jack grasped her nipples, twisting them so hard she’d have cried out if she could. Then she felt the bite of a flogger there, on her belly and her mound. One handcuff snapped open and then the other. Her hands free now, she reached up and tried to touch her lovers but both of them evaded her hands.

Bye removed his fingers from her cunt, replacing them with a large, vibrating dildo that made her want to cry out in ecstasy. Then she heard two more metallic clinks and realized he must have unshackled her legs.

“Lie down.” Jack’s terse order had to be meant for Bye because she was already lying on the bed. Suddenly Jack pulled out of her mouth and shifted away from her face. His fingers bit into her upper arms. “Get up and mount him. Take that long, thick cock of his up your hot little cunt. Show me how well you can fuck him.”

She glanced into Bye’s glittering ice-blue eyes and saw his mouth curl upward in a smile. “Do what your Master says. I’m waiting.” When she threw her leg over his hips, she noticed how his monster cock stood straight up from a nest of light-brown pubic curls, a pearly drop of lubrication glistening on its broad head.

“Please, Master.” When he reached between them to withdraw the vibrator, she couldn’t keep quiet. She wanted that gorgeous cock pounding into her, filling her… “A condom,” she reminded him when he rubbed himself along her wet slit and arched his hips as if to impale her.

“Yes, we mustn’t forget protection.” Jack loomed large and intimidating above them, two unwrapped condoms grasped in his fingers while he held the flogger in the other hand. “Put one on each of us. Bye, don’t you think our play toy needs reminding that she can’t entice us to do foolish things?”

Before Bye could reply, Jack cracked the flogger against his thigh before letting its tendrils bite into Karen’s helpless, exposed ass. Her hands unsteady, she rolled one condom over Jack’s erection and then put the other one on Bye, who wasted no time grasping her hips and pressing her down on him.

“Stop, damn it.” Bye’s indignant tone let her know Jack had gotten one of his hands with a blow intended for her ass.

Jack laughed but he set the flogger down and moved around the bed toward their feet. Karen couldn’t see him, but she heard his ragged breathing and felt his dark gaze focused on her ass as she fucked Bye. Knowing he watched their every move excited her as much as if he’d been a dozen voyeurs salivating at the sight of her riding up and down on Bye’s huge, throbbing cock. Her ass burned from the flogging, but she didn’t care.

“Oh yeah. Fuck me harder, baby.” Bye had her breasts cupped in his large hands now, her nipples caught between his thumbs and forefingers. Every move he made sent waves of excitement through her body. She vaguely remembered Jack’s order not to come except on his command, but she couldn’t stem the waves of ecstasy that began in her cunt and spread like wildfire along her nerve endings. Her cunt spasmed around Bye’s cock and she let out a scream as her first climax claimed her.

Bye’s hands clutched her bottom, his fingers biting painfully into her flesh as he held her tightly on his pulsating shaft. As wave after wave of incredible ecstasy coursed through her body she sensed her other Master’s fury.

Jack said nothing as he grasped the base of the butt plug and worked it out, but his hot breath scalded her neck when he bent over and sank his teeth into her shoulder. The unexpected pain grappled with the pleasure that gripped her. “I warned you not to come,” he told her, his hot breath scalding her skin before he straightened and left her momentarily.

When he came back he held up a ball gag so she could see it. Then he grabbed her by the hair and forced the gag into her mouth. Instead of buckling it himself, he ordered Bye to do the deed. Maybe Bye would remove the thing instead.

But no. He followed Jack’s order, though she sensed his reluctance. “Squeeze my cock, baby,” he told her. “Relax and don’t think about the gag. Think about how incredible it’s gonna feel when we’re both inside you.”

She’d have liked to ask him if he’d ever had a three-inch rubber ball stuffed between his perfect white teeth, but all she could get out was a guttural sound from deep in her throat when his last comment registered.

Jack knelt between her legs and Bye’s. Karen held her breath as she felt his cock pressing insistently against her rear entrance. Bye held her hips, his fingers digging in, ensuring that she couldn’t move while Jack forced his way past her anal sphincter and started to fuck her ass.

“Take a deep breath. You can take me.” Jack paused, as though giving her time to get used to his invasion.

She tried but it hurt so much she thought she’d split apart. She screamed into the gag but the sound came out a muffled grunt. Tears ran down both cheeks and down onto Bye’s chest.

“Easy, man, you’re hurting her.” The concern in Bye’s voice touched some emotion inside her that she’d rather not acknowledge.

“Is this better?” When Jack withdrew a little, the pain started to fade, leaving a full feeling that got less painful and more arousing every minute. She liked the sensation so much she wanted more. Tentatively at first, she rotated her hips. Both men started moving with her, a slow, easy rocking, Jack moving in her ass while Bye fucked her hot, wet cunt.

God help her, she must have been a slut at heart because she liked being fucked in tandem. She loved the sensation of two Doms possessing her. Controlling her. Pushing her to heights of passion she hadn’t imagined possible. She felt herself starting to come again. Couldn’t hold back the hot sensations that were already consuming her.

Please. Please let me come. I beg you.
But neither of her lovers could understand her muffled pleas.

Bye slid his hands up her body and tweaked her nipples then met her tortured gaze. “Come for us, baby. You know you want to.” He must have seen the agony in her eyes and taken pity on her.

With his permission, she let go the torn shreds of control. Her body shook with the intensity of her orgasm and when Bye trembled with the strength of his own climax she came again. Drained and spent, she finally lowered her upper body onto Bye’s sweaty chest, keeping their three bodies joined. A few minutes later she felt Jack withdraw from her ass.

When she heard the door close, she realized he’d left them. “Why did he leave?” she asked as soon as he withdrew the gag. She lifted her head off Bye’s chest and looked into his handsome face. He was the most gorgeous male specimen she’d ever seen.

“I guess he’s gone downstairs to find a sub or two who’re a little more hardcore. He’s probably pissed off because I let you come before he was ready—he insisted he wanted to control us both.”

“Mmm. I’d have died if you’d made me wait any longer. I guess I’m a bad slave.” She liked it when he grinned and tweaked her cheek.

“I have to admit I’m pretty much a softie, because I can’t stand to see my woman cry.” Bye lifted her off him and sat with her on the edge of the bed. “I hope you don’t think I’m too vanilla because I’m not much into whips or doing anything else that causes my lover pain.”

“You, vanilla? If you are, then I like you the way I like my ice cream—white, with fresh fruit and a touch of cinnamon sprinkled on top.”

“I’m glad. I won’t get shot down by asking if I can take you to The Corral in town to dance and enjoy a beer, because I already know your answer.” He leaned over and kissed her lips, a regretful look on his face. “Can we play here again next week?”

“I’d like that.” She met his gaze and smiled sadly. “Truth be told, I’d like to be able to go out with you in front of God and everybody else, but I’m not brave enough to stir up that ancient feud. I don’t think you are, either.”

“Fuck the feud. I just don’t want to put you through the torment Four might think up for us if we started turning up in town as boyfriend and girlfriend.”

“Four?”

“My old man. That’s what everybody calls him.”

Karen grinned. “Why don’t they call you Five, then?”

Bye had to think about that for a minute. “Because Mom doesn’t like the number thing. She’s the only person I’ve ever heard call Four by his actual name. I guess she started calling me Bye when I was a baby, and it stuck.”

“I guess that makes sense,” she said.

“Yeah. You don’t have a nickname, do you?”

“No.” When she looked away from him, he wondered if he’d hit a sore spot with her.

He took her hand. “I guess most girls don’t. Deidre doesn’t, unless you want to consider ‘Funny Face’ a nickname. I used to call her that when she was little.”

“You’re probably right about that. But I’d better go now. I’ll see you here next week.” She stood and retrieved her see-through skirt and blouse from the floor then looked at him, a sad look in her beautiful eyes. “Bye, I’m pretty sure your father wouldn’t do anything quite as extreme as what mine would do if he ever got wind of us being together.”

* * * * *

Bye went home pretty soon after Karen left. He wasn’t up for watching his fellow members gettin’ it on with each other while he sipped Coke and munched on the chips and fiery queso dip Buck made out of cheese spread, canned tomatoes and green chilis. The loud country and rock music from the jukebox had given him a fierce headache. Rubbing at his throbbing temples, he watched the stars from the front porch of the ranch house.

If Mom had been home, he’d have joined her in the garden room and listened to her encourage him to find a nice girl and settle down. He knew she worried about him playing around, drinking and partying. She’d fret a lot more if she realized just what kind of playing went on regularly at the Neon Lasso among the moneyed twenty-something crowd and some older folks as well.

It was good she didn’t know, because she’d just worry more. At least Deidre hadn’t started playing sex games at the Neon Lasso since she’d come home from college a few months ago. Bye figured he owed Jack for having passed on his little sister in spite of her blatant flirting. Deidre had turned into a cock tease, and that was likely to get her in trouble if she wasn’t careful. Not every cowboy around here had developed a healthy fear of getting on the wrong side of Byron Caden IV.

Bye laughed out loud. Four irritated the hell out of him with his constant criticism and absolute refusal to accept that Bye was a grown man with at least half a brain cell. That didn’t mean Bye wasn’t at least as careful as most of the Bar C wranglers were not to invite Four’s wrath. After all, he had a lot more to lose, potentially, than anybody else. He glanced over toward the garage and noticed his father’s Escalade was still gone, which meant he’d probably stayed in Lubbock for the night.

Four did business there almost every week, and much of the time that business involved an overnight stay. For a long time Bye had wondered why contracting with the feed lots where Bar C cattle were fattened for market required personal visits, much less twenty-four hour stays in a town known as much for the pungent odor of its feeder lots as it was for anything else. Then he’d figured it out. Four must have a mistress stashed over there. There was no other reasonable explanation.

Part of Bye would like to tear his father limb from limb for cheating on Mom. Another, more selfish part figured that as long as Mom didn’t know, she couldn’t be hurt. She might even be a little bit grateful for the occasional respite from her gruff, dictatorial husband. In any case, the days his father wasn’t on the Bar C were good days for Bye.

When his headache finally let up, he got up and went inside. Lying alone in his darkened room, he tried to persuade himself Karen meant no more to him than a good, casual playmate, and sharing her with Jack or another Dom shouldn’t bother him. He wasn’t sure he succeeded, because he couldn’t get the picture of her sucking Duval’s cock out of his mind. He didn’t like that picture at all.

I just don’t like sharing. I’m a selfish bastard.

He knew that. He’d been told it enough times. It wasn’t that he had any special feelings for any particular woman, just that he wanted whoever he played with all to himself. A nagging voice in his head told him he’d never felt that way before, but he shushed that voice and started counting windmills in his mind. That usually worked to put him to sleep, but not tonight. If he wasn’t thinking about Karen, he was worrying about his mom.

It was nearly three in the morning before exhaustion overtook him and temporarily banished his troubling thoughts.

* * * * *

“Bye, get up. Mom will be home in a few minutes.”

He blinked, looked up at Deidre and then at the clock by his bed. It was eleven o’clock, too damn early for him to be getting up after his restless night. “She got down to Houston less than a week ago, sis. They won’t be done with the tests for a few more days. Besides, if she was ready to come home now, Mike would have called me. Four isn’t home, and he doesn’t let the Bombardier leave the ground without two pilots.”