Authors: Christelle Mirin
Rodgers took the hint, closing his lips around one of her nipples and sucking just as Morgan slid into her anus, stretching her so painfully sweet she groaned. Then Morgan began to move, his fingers digging in to her hips. Rodgers left her nipple to stand up. He kissed her quickly then tucked his fingers into the cleft of her pussy and stroked her swollen clit.
“Oh, geez,” she breathed, catching her bottom lip between her teeth. Her gaze sought out Jack and found him, hands on his hips, standing a few feet away. He was watching her intently, his eyes flashing. She released her lip and ran her tongue over her upper lip, her eyes locked on Jack.
Then Rodgers slid his rock-hard cock into her pussy, and she was lost. The friction generated by Rodgers fucking her cunt and Morgan diving into her ass was the fast track to orgasm. She came, jerking, throwing her head back with pure pleasure as her pussy clutched Rodgers cock and her ass muscles quivered around Morgan’s dick. The two men quickly followed, both of them stiffening within seconds of each other as they came, shooting hot cream inside her. Their bodies were coated with sweat, and they slid slickly against each other as they jerked and spasmed, the three of them groaning in pleasure.
The men finally stepped away, and Rhonda felt like her body was made of jelly. She dangled from the chain above her, her shoulder sockets paying the price. Jack came to her aid and unhooked her from the overhead restraint, capturing her in his arms. The three men helped to move her to the mattress, and all three worked on her at the same time, removing her shackles and rubbing her sore muscles and joints.
“Are you all right?” Jack asked, massaging her left shoulder.
Rhonda nodded. “I could use some water though.”
Within seconds, Rodgers had a bottle of icy cold water waiting for her. “Here. Sit up.”
Jack and Rodgers helped her to rise up enough to drink while Morgan rubbed at her ankles where the cuffs attached to the spacer bar had rested on her skin. The water was cool and felt wonderful going down her throat.
“Really, Rhonda, are you okay? Do you want to continue?” Jack asked, brushing her hair back from her forehead and looking her directly in the eye. “I don’t want you to get hurt.”
She passed the water bottle back to Rodgers and then turned to Jack. “I am fine. I just got a little overheated there.” She reached up and touched his cheek. “I don’t want to quit. Not now. This is wonderful. I want to try some different things. Different restraints.”
Jack grinned. “I know just the thing.”
Rhonda pointed a finger at him. “I want you to tie me up. Only you.”
Jack raised one eyebrow. “You don’t want the others involved at all? Is that what you’re saying?”
Rhonda shook her head. He had misunderstood. “No, that’s not what I meant. I want you to be the one who restrains me. After that, they can join in. But it’s your hands I want binding me. Bonding with me.”
“You got it, babe.”
Jack rose from the side of the mattress and moved to the table where the assortment of restraints had been placed. The other two men joined him, and Rhonda watched while they had a discussion between them. She couldn’t hear what they were saying, but she had faith that Jack would be in charge and not allow anything she didn’t want to happen continue on. She relaxed on the mattress, stretching her arms above her head, resting up for what was promising to be a very physical day. A very pleasurable, physical day.
When the men returned to the mattress, her eyes had been closed. She didn’t know they were there until one of them touched her. “Oh!” She jerked, startled. Then she laughed when she realized she had almost drifted off to sleep. “I’m sorry, Jack. Got a bit sleepy there.”
“Don’t nod off yet. The fun is just ready to begin.” He held an assortment of leather straps in his hands. “Can you get up onto your knees for me, please?”
“Just because I’m sleepy doesn’t mean I’m done yet,” she said as she rose up to get to her knees. “When I’ve had great sex, I want to take a nap.”
Jack laughed and caught her wrists, pulling them behind her back. He tied her wrists together at her lower back and then wrapped a thicker leather strap around her waist and pelvis. She noticed there looked to be handles on the sides of the wider part, settled right at her hips. What could they possibly be for? she wondered. It wouldn’t be long until she found out.
Once Jack got Rhonda bound, Rodgers and Morgan joined them on the mattress. Jack kissed her lightly. “God, you’re perfect,” he said, stroking her hair. He lay down on the mattress and drew her on top of him, helping her to straddle his hips.
Rhonda felt energized, her sleepiness all but gone. Seeing Jack below her, the lustiness in his eyes, the way he looked at her with a sense of a connection between them. She’d never felt this close to someone before and just that fact caused her to warm inside.
“How do you feel?” Jack asked, sliding his hands up and down her waist.
“I feel great,” she said, shifting her weight slightly.
“Here, let me help you.” He lifted her slightly and the next thing she knew, she was impaled on his hardened cock. “How’s that?”
Rhonda shivered, the feeling of fullness inside her making her complete. Her pussy squeezed him, creaming over his hard shaft.
Jack grinned. “I think you like it. But we’re not finished yet. Lean forward.”
She did as she was told, and he held her slightly above his chest. She felt someone move in behind her and bit her lip.
“Shh,” Jack soothed. “Everything will be okay. I’m here, remember?”
Rodgers knelt down on the edge of the mattress at Jack’s head. He was naked now, his cock standing at attention.
“Rhonda, Morgan is behind you and Rodgers in front of you. We want to fill you with us. You’ll allow that, won’t you?” Jack asked, his voice soothing and low.
Slowly, she nodded. She’d never taken on three men while being bound like this. “I trust you, Jack.”
“Good. Now just enjoy.” He thrust up, beginning to move.
Fingers pried her ass cheeks apart, and Morgan inserted his lubricated fingers into her ass, then when she was ready, his cock followed. She shuddered, closing her eyes as they moved smoothly in and out of her. Jack braced her from below, and Morgan held the handles on the bindings at her pelvis, using them to pull her back toward him when he thrust into her ass. Rodgers moved forward, cock in hand, and touched her forehead.
Rhonda looked up at him and parted her lips, offering her open mouth. Rodgers slid the head of his cock into her mouth, and she began to suck, wrapping her tongue around his shaft, trying to match the rhythm of the other two men.
She was lost in a world of sensation. Three cocks invading her, filling her, completing her. She experienced pleasure and pain, the leather straps tightening and rubbing against her skin only serving to add to the satisfaction that was building inside her. On a wave, she came, her body releasing its juices as she struggled to hold on to her senses. The men continued, in and out, generating heat in her pussy, her ass, her mouth. Just as she started to come down from the heights of pleasure, her body was rocked with another explosive orgasm, and she jerked, arching her back and pulling away from Rodgers just to be able to breathe. Rodgers caught the back of her head after she had the chance to catch her breath and drove into her mouth again, only to coat the back of her throat with his warm seed. She swallowed, her throat working, as the other two men came simultaneously in her cunt and her ass.
Rodgers pulled away first, falling back onto his heels. Rhonda gulped large gasps of air, her body like a live wire, jittery and full of energy. Snaps of lightning raced over her skin, the sense of being bound and at their mercy, a new sort of ecstasy she wanted to experience again.
Morgan backed off his position, and Jack lowered her down to rest on his chest, wrapping his arms around her. He kissed the top of her head. “Rhonda, you okay, baby?”
She nodded, smiling against the damp skin of his chest. “Better than okay.”
Fingers worked at the bindings at her back, and soon her wrists were free. She pulled her arms forward, bracing her palms on the mattress to either side of Jack. She pushed herself up and looked down at him, gazing into his green eyes, eyes she’d never get tired of looking into. “So, that was nice. When can we do it again?” she asked.
Jack looked up at her and grinned.
After they all caught their breath, Rhonda felt in raw need of a shower. She finished the bottle of water she’d been drinking and tightened the belt of her robe. “I’m heading for the shower. Want to join me?” she asked Jack, who was lying on the mattress on his side with his head propped on his hand.
“A shower? With you?” He pushed up off the mattress and went in search of the robe he had worn to get here. Shrugging it on, he took her hand. “Let’s go.”
As they walked toward the door, Rhonda waved at the other two men. “We’ll see you at dinner?”
Morgan gave her a wave. “See you then. If you happen to run into Grace, ask her to come here to see me, would you?” He smiled wickedly.
Rhonda laughed. “I will. See you all later.”
Walking down the path back toward the main house, Jack took her hand. She looked up at him and smiled. “I feel like we’ve somehow become closer.”
“You do?” He looked down at her. “I’m glad. I want to be close to you. I want to get to know you. Know all about you.”
“Really? Well, there isn’t that much to know.”
“Oh, I’ll bet you’re more complicated than you think.”
Rhonda laughed. “So, you think I’m some sort of puzzle to work out?”
“No, but we’ve already found out that you like a bit of bondage, haven’t we? I’m wondering what else you would like if the right person introduced you to it.”
Rhonda slowed her walk. “What do you have in mind?”
“How do you feel about toys?” He wiggled his eyebrows at her comically.
“What sort of toys?” She bit the inside of her lip to keep from grinning.
“I’ll have to see what’s in the toy box. Are you up for it?”
“Hmm, maybe you can talk me into it. Let’s get our shower first, okay? I feel pretty scruffy right now.”
Jack let go of her hand then wrapped his arm around her shoulder, pulling her close. “I don’t care if you’re scruffy. I like you anyway.”
Rhonda laughed and slapped him on the chest.
Once they got to Rhonda’s room, Jack didn’t leave. They took a long, leisurely shower together, taking time to lather every inch of each other and tenderly dry each other after. Returning to Rhonda’s bedroom, she slipped on a pair of leggings and a T-shirt and ran a comb through her hair. “Are you hungry?” she asked, watching as Jack wrapped a towel around his waist.
“I am, actually. What time is it, anyway?” He glanced around, looking for a clock.
Rhonda looked at the alarm clock on the nightstand beside her bed. “Holy smokes, it’s after three. We missed lunch.”
Jack started for the door. “I’ll grab some clothes and meet you in the kitchen again.” He opened the door then stopped, looking back at her. “You know, for some reason, you and I keep ending up in the kitchen. Why is that?”
Rhonda shook her head. “I don’t know. Maybe it’s because it’s the room everyone ends up in when they’re at home?”
A small smile curved his lips. “That’s a wonderful thought, you know. Makes it seem like we’re more family than anything else, doesn’t it?”
A warm feeling settled over her. “Yes, it does.”
Jack nodded then continued out the door, closing it with a soft click behind him.
Rhonda sat on the edge of the bed, tapping the comb on the palm of her hand.
Did Jack really feel that way about her? As if she were part of his family? And what part exactly would she be if she was? She shook her head. Her mind was running away with her. Thinking thoughts like being a part of Jack’s family, maybe a major part, was totally out of the question at this point.
But they were drawing closer together the more time they spent with each other. Maybe being connected like family wasn’t all that far out of the ball park.
This weekend seemed to be revealing much more than she had imagined about bonding. Meeting Jack had come out of the blue. Sometimes things that just happened were better than things that were planned. Rhonda rose from the bed and dropped her comb on the vanity. A sense of new beginnings came over her, and there was a new spring in her step. She most definitely didn’t feel like an office manager today. Not at all. She felt more like a woman who had finally met the man who could complete her. Jack was someone she felt she could trust. With him, the bondage hadn’t seemed so intimidating. She wondered what else he had up his sleeve when it came to sex.
Rhonda entered the kitchen to find Grace, Missy, and Jack leaning over a paper bag on the kitchen table. “What’s going on here?” she asked, stopping beside Jack to peer over his shoulder. “I hope there’s food in there.”
“No food, just new lotions and potions,” Grace said, pulling a tall, slim bottle of lotion out of the bag. “Here, take a whiff.” She opened the bottle and held it toward Rhonda.