I’m a fucking pig, thinking I can claim her this soon. As if that’s something she wants. Thinking that I,we, are all that she needs. That she just needs to give us a chance to show her. Shaw knows I’m close to breaking. He knows I’m already beating myself up. I wasn’t put on this Earth to save anyone, save any woman. But I can’t go back in time and change anything that’s happened, including the conversations we’ve had today. Brooklyn is one of the most—no, she isthemost open woman I’ve ever met. I can see now why she demanded honesty, because she gives it so freely. How can I not love that? How can I not want to protect that amazing part of her?
She’s not yours to protect, I think to myself again before Shaw’s paddle connects with the right side of my ass even harder. I jolt forward a bit, but I don’t let go of my grip on the edge of the stocks. My cock is already swollen. It’s been full and hard since I had to stop myself from licking Brooklyn’s luscious breasts as she graciously let me bind her. I think of the innocent look in her eyes as she let me work. She has no idea what she’s getting herself into with us. I want her to red out of this situation so we can stop. I trust she will if she’s not into it, but as Shaw lands his third, fourth and fifth strikes, all I hear from the direction of that rocker is her heavy breathing.
I see now how much she’s been hurting. Not just from losing Josh and being betrayed by him, but from feeling alone and misunderstood her whole life. I go to trial maybe twice a year. I can’t imagine showing up day after day on behalf of abused children and assault victims. Part of her is made of pure steel. But what happens when that’s all anyone ever sees? She laid it out, plain and simple. She wants to be fucked senseless. She also wants to be kissed and caressed. She wants to be held. She wants to be loved. But she hasn’t chosen us yet. We’re just not there. And outside of this room, I still don’t know if Shaw and I, together, are strong enough for her. So I’ll let Shaw beat the sense back into me, give me the release I need so I keep my mouth shut until she decides.
My body settles into the pain around the tenth lick. Eleven is different, though. So fucking hard, I shoot up as I curse out loud. Shaw knows to give me space. I slowly walk over to the door, breathing harshly, scrubbing my hands over my face. My ass is on fire, my whole body is sweating, and my cock… I look down as a string of precum stretches to the floor.
“Are we done?” Shaw says, his voice rough as I walk back in his direction. I look at Brooklyn and she’s practically panting. Her chest is rising and falling in harsh, heavy waves and her eyes are fixated on me. I don’t miss the fact that her hips are swinging back and forth. She’s fucking herself nice and slow.
“Green,” she says quietly, before she says it again a little louder. Reminding me that Shaw is waiting for my answer. “Green.”
“No, sir. I’m not done.”
“Then get your ass over here and let me finish.”
I join him back at the stocks and assume the position again. The paddle blasts against the left side of my ass, the pain vibrating through my body straight to my cock.
“How does that dick feel?” he asks before he strikes me again.
“Full, sir,” I groan out. “Heavy.”
“I think you should empty in Brook’s mouth. What do you think about that? You want to fuck Brook’s pretty mouth til you fill it with your come?”
“I—I’d like that,” she huffs out. “I’d like that, sir.”
Shaw doesn’t respond. He just paddles my ass until I’m cursing at the top of my lungs. My cock is dripping, creating a small puddle on the floor between my feet. If I didn’t think my patience would be rewarded with Brook’s full lips and perfect tongue, I’d nut right then and there, without touching my dick. All Shaw needs to do is say the words and I’d spill it all. But that’s not what I want. Not right now.
Shaw delivers another, harder blow and a shiver runs over me. The endorphins rush through me, my head’s light and all I can think about is coming. It’s on Shaw now because I’ve hit that euphoric point. I won't tap out. He knows he has to pull me back. One more blow and I hear the paddle clank down on the nearby counter. A second later, his rough palms are smoothing over my ass. I can feel the tension in his body. He never answered Brooklyn’s question, I realize. He never said what he wanted. Typically, I’d drop to my knees or ask permission to drop his pants so I could fuck his tight asshole until his gives us both permission to come, but things are different now.
Brooklyn is here.
Shaw’s hands smooth down my back before he swats my ass with his bare palm. He wants to take the edge off, but neither of us want me to come down yet. I brave a look at Brooklyn at the light sound of her desperate moan. She’s not looking at me. She’s looking at Shaw as she rocks back and forth on that padded seat. I can see the look on her face. She’s so close to begging. I’m just not sure for what.
“You want to come in her mouth or you want to come in her pussy?” Shaw says. Brooklyn moans even louder before I can respond. The answer is a no brainer. I’ve already sampled that sweet cunt earlier in the day. I’d give anything to be back inside her again, in any way she’ll have me. I stand and do my best to breathe. I look at Brooklyn and she looks back at me, her hips stilling. I think she’s trusting me to make the right call.
“In her pussy,” I say so she can hear me.
“Grab the condoms and some lube,” Shaw replies. When I come back from the supply cabinet with a handful of protection, Shaw is squatting beside Brooklyn again, running his hand over her shoulder before he reaches down and starts to toy with her breasts. Her eyes slam shut for a moment before she recovers, her gaze flitting between us.
“How are we doing, kitten?” he asks her.
“Good, sir.” My cock twitches at the sound of her breathy voice. She’s going to cry. I can hear it. She’s too pent up. Her mind is processing too much. She needs a full release and I know that will bring cathartic tears. The tears she fought to hold back at the beach.
Shaw tilts his head to the side and looks between her legs. “Made a little mess there. Did you enjoy watching me paddle Vaughn?”
She nods again. “Yes, sir.”
“It was nice having an audience,” he says as he reaches up and roughly grabs my cock. My breath hisses between my teeth as Brooklyn gasps. I can’t come. I can’t come. He swirls his thumb over the tip of my erection, gathering my precum before he takes the shiny drops and spreads them out over Brooklyn’s bottom lip. On reflex, her tongue sweeps out and laps it up.
“Ooh. You like that, huh?” Shaw says, pushing his thumb deeper into her mouth. When he pulls it out, Brooklyn doesn’t respond, but he does it again, gathering more clear precum from my dick and wiping it on her lip. Her tongue darts out again and I know it’s not enough for her. She wants more. Shaw glances up at me before he turns back to Brooklyn. “Next time, I think we need to call in some more dudes. I don’t think a dick in her pussy and a dick in her ass is enough for her. We gotta fill her all the way up.”
Brooklyn moans again, her eyes slowly closing as she rocks forward and back. Shaw will let her come, rocking herself on that thing. He doesn’t care. He’s still gonna fuck her once her pulls her off of it. He leans forward and whispers something in her ear and she practically melts against his shoulder, nodding. I know that feeling. That desperation. The sight of it has more precum leaking from the tip of my dick.
“Vaughn. Take that shit and go lay down on the bench.”
I go over to the custom mahogany bench Shaw made for me when we first met and set the condoms and lube on the floor. I have a sense where this is going, so I lay down on my back just as I hear another of Brooklyn’s soft cries. A moment later, Shaw has her standing beside me. I look over at her and catch the glistening wet spot on her thighs. Shaw makes quick work of getting a condom on me before he pulls his jeans halfway down his thighs, exposing his own erection. He puts a condom on himself, then guides Brooklyn over my lap, but he doesn’t make her sit. I don’t mind the view. Her soft stomach and her large breasts hover right in my line of sight. I look at Shaw behind her, towering over her shoulder as he coats his fingers with lube.
“You took that fake dick just fine,” he says as I see his hands move down to her ass. He’s spreading the lube around. “I know you can handle me.”
