I raise my hand one last time, her body jerks to the terrible pain that must be radiating through her and I drop the cane. Fourteen. She has fourteen angry white and now purpling stripes across her buttocks and thighs. I drop to my knees. This is not who I am, this is not what I want to do to the woman I love.
Mack is by my side, pulling me into him, holding me. I am crying, I didn’t know until I felt the wetness on my cheeks.What have I done?
“She’s through the worst of it. She did it. You did it,” Mack mutters in my ear. I feel Rory’s hand on my shoulder squeezing gently.
“I don’t like it, I didn’t enjoy it,” I swear to them.
“I know buddy, I know. You will never have to cause Sophie pain ever again. This is it. You’re done now. Come and see her.”
THIRTY-SEVEN
Sophie
Mack walks a devastated Tye over to me and my heart breaks for him. I want to reach for him, I want to hold him. The cane hurt, it hurt so bad. It’s going to continue to hurt so bad until the marks heal, but they have not scarred me on the inside. I had three mouths and a plug inside to help me get through it. “Hey Tye,” I say. Flynn wiped away my tears so I know I don’t look so sorrowful any more. “I’m ok, truly I am. The guys made me feel good, they helped me so much. The plug was a good idea, I felt it every time I clenched up and it was a nice feeling. Please don’t feel like you’ve caused me harm. The only person to do that was your father, no one else. Not you. I wish I could hold you,” I say, my eyes filling with regret which almost triggers my tears again. “Whilst everyone was helping me feel better, no one was looking after you. Let me make you feel better. Let me help,” I say, willing him to understand.
I look straight ahead at his shrunken flaccid cock. He really hated every minute of that and it shows. He shakes his headand I understand he needs time. Mack walks over to where his father sat and picks up the chair and carries it back to us. He places it down to the side of me so Tye has a side-on view. “Sit,” he commands, and Tye drops into the chair, his eyes looking glazed, his shoulders slumping. I hope we can pull him out of this dark hole he’s fallen into, my sweet Tye.
Mack bends down on his haunches to look me in the eyes, “Are you ready for the flogger?”
“Areyouready for the flogger?” I ask in response.
“You know, I think I am,” his lips quirk and I realise he could be into this. That makes me more interested than I was previously. It is one thing to be dealt pain, but it’s a whole different experience being dealt it by someone who gets off giving it.
Mack
I really fucked up giving Tye the cane. I hadn’t realised the effect it would have on him. I know he’s gentle, that was more the reason I had him do it. That and the appeal of using the flogger myself. I regret being selfish, I should have known Tye better. I pick up the handle of the flogger and watch as the leather tassels hang from it. I lift it high and then walk it over Sophie’s body, the leather tassels brushing over her skin and sliding down her body. Sophie twists and wiggles below them, she looks to be ticklish. “Stop,” she laughs out. “I can’t take it,” So, my little fire cracker is hyper ticklish—I love knowing that about her. I lift the flogger up and away from her as I walk in front of her, looking down over her.
“Baby, are you ready?” I ask and I can hear my own desire on my lips. She feeds off my energy, I can feel her spark crackle between us. She looks at me with heavy-lidded eyes and I know we are both going to enjoy this. I can’t help my need to taste hermouth bubble over so I lower to my knees, I hold her head in my hands, the flogger tails hanging by the side of her face as I push my tongue into her mouth. I feel ravenous for her, I feel powerful with her at my mercy. I lap dominantly with my tongue against hers and I feel her submission, giving herself over to me. Letting me lead, letting me take. I pull away. “I am going to rain all hell down on your skin and you are going to thank me for every stroke. Then you are going to beg me to fuck your arsehole like our good little whore.”
Sophie’s eyes glaze over as she whispers, “Yes, Master.” Her sweet submission makes my cock leak for her.
I stand and demand, “Lick me dry.” I watch as her tongue peeks out and works up and around my tip, lapping up every drop of my pre-come. I then rub my tip across her lips and around the outside of her mouth, branding her in my mind, humiliating her in the best way. I know I have the attention of the room, I know Tye is watching and he is enjoying. He sits up higher, his eyes are wider and his cock is thicker, the way it needs to be if he’s going to fuck Sophie.
I walk behind Sophie and feel a surge of desire looking at her red and mottled skin. There is a sick part of me that wishes I had done that, and that it was a real branding, not a temporary one. I raise the flogger and, with force, I let the tails rain down sideways across Sophie’s already sore bum, hitting the side and making her shriek. She arches her back and I know that movement had her clenching and jostling the buttplug buried deep inside of her. I think the flogger hurt, but it was nothing in comparison to the cane. Remembering, I look over to my brother but he watches on, enthralled. Even Flynn and Rory watch from the sides, now casually stroking themselves as I prompt, “Sophie…”
“Thank you, Master,” she moans out which makes my cock twitch in gratitude. I lift the flogger again and this time hit herother buttocks along the side to another shriek. I wait for her body to relax and listen for her, “Thank you, Master.” I keep up that pattern until I cover every inch of her bum and thighs and all her skin has been caressed by the strands of my flogger. When she says her final thank you I look over to Tye.
“Want to fuck our girl now or would you prefer to fuck her mouth whilst I fuck her needy back hole?” Tye is stroking himself, I already know what he is going to say.
“Let me fuck her cunt, I want to make sure she’s filled with come before we leave here, I want her dripping with us all over the floor of this house as we leave it behind.”
I agree. I like that image a great deal. I step back and wave my hand in a ‘she’s all yours’ gesture. Tye stands and walks over to Sophie’s wrecked arse. He flinches at the sight of her but then sees Rory and Flynn are standing in front of Sophie, dicks hard.
Tye
I tentatively stand behind Sophie, I don’t want to hurt her any further but I do want to be inside of her. I do have a job to do. This is my punishment after all, and I have felt it painfully, fourteen times over. Rory stands opposite, he grins as I watch him feed his stiff cock into Sophie’s waiting mouth, and it’s his expression that has me lining myself up to Sophie. I grab her hips and push myself all the way into her heat, the plug making it extra tight as my cock rubs up against it. Shit, she is slick and wet and I practically splash my way into her dripping cunt. I know Rory is fucking Sophie’s face as I hear her hum around him and I feel her clench around me. She likes being fucked at both ends. So, fucked she will be. Mack, I realise, is on the floor and rubbing her clit below us. Flynn stands and watches theshow, so casually palming his dick that he may as well take a seat.
I groan at how much pent up need I have pulsing through me. I need to come. I need to feel Sophie come around my cock. I need to have her, make her mine. The room is filled with the noise of my slapping skin against hers, and her wet mouth around Rory. It’s depraved and it’s fucking perfect. I may not enjoy hurting Sophie’s skin but I fucking love sharing her in this way. In every way.
I know Mack is working her clit to a fine tune as I finally feel her walls vibrate around me and I give myself permission to come so deep inside of her, I imagine painting her cervix with my seed. The vision makes my body shudder and pulse so deliciously, I don’t want my climax to end. I hear Rory groan out Sophie’s name in front of me and he looks as satisfied as I feel. My cock practically slips out of Sophie; she is so full of come, I wonder how she’s going to keep it all inside of her. Mack stands with a shit-eating grin, he looks pleased that I pulled through to fuck our girl and I imagine he is also looking forward to fucking her.
I walk around to Sophie who is a sopping mess. There is liquid leaking from her eyes, her nose and running off her chin. I go to wipe it as Rory mutters, “I like seeing her like that. She looks well fucked.”
She does. Her eyes are unfocused, she looks like she floated off someplace elsewhere.
“Red,” I say as I crouch down and stroke her face. “You got one more cock to take, or, well…” I look around at Flynn who is fisting his cock, “possibly two. Can you handle it? We’re almost done.”
I watch as Sophie’s watery eyes land on mine and she replies sweetly, “I can handle it Tye, I want them.”
