What am I thinking? I’m already juggling two Wilde brothers and trying to deal with that. Three would be insane. “Fine, Sir. Thank you.”
Dallas smacked her ass, and the gratifying sting got her even wetter. “You’re holding back. Still, I think you’re a natural sub, love.” He kissed her, and if she hadn’t been chained to the branch above she would’ve melted to the ground. His tongue ransacked its way past her lips. The greediness in his kiss overwhelmed her. There was no pretty-please-with-sugar-on-top in him. Dallas took whatever he desired. And what he obviously wanted right now was her submission. Moisture poured out of her as the heat in her pussy shot up.
Phoenix kissed her, sending warm tingles through her body. “You’re amazing, angel.”
“Thank you, Sir.” She dissolved into his tenderness and welcomed Dallas’s discipline.
Dallas stepped closer, causing a heat to spread over her skin. “Time to stretch out that sweet ass of yours, love.” He held up a blue dildo in front of her eyes. He placed it on the plastic square panel he’d put on the blanket earlier. “But first, I’ve got to get you ready for it.”
She swallowed hard. The thing looked intimidating, though it was only six inches long, unlike the two cowboys, each with at least nine inches of erect cock.
Dallas pulled out a bottle of lube from his carryall. She watched him squirt a generous amount onto his hand. “Bro, you work on keeping her hot. I’ll work on her sweet ass.”
His dirty talk sent trembles into her pussy. Still, her nervousness pushed her to ask, “Sir, I know I did this before, but what if I can’t go all the way through with this tonight?”
“Not your worry, love.” Dallas began applying the slick lube to her ass, and sublime dizziness took hold of her.
Phoenix cupped her chin with one hand and feathered her mound with the other. “I’ve got to taste your sweetness, angel. I want your pussy nice and wet.” He leaned in and pressed his lips to hers, but never stopped moving his fingers through her folds. Whether by some instinctual desire in her to obey or some magical spell he concocted with erotic touches, more moisture immediately seeped from her pussy.
When Phoenix leaned back, he looked at her as if he was entranced. Not an ounce of hesitation remained in him. Instead, all she detected from his stare was adoration—and hunger.
Dallas’s hand slathered her bottom’s tight spot with the lube, causing her head to spin with cravings. “Let’s see how she does with clamps. There’s a pair of them in the front pocket of my bag.”
Phoenix nodded and leaned down. The instant his hands left her body, she ached for their return.
“Are these what you’re talking about?” Phoenix asked, holding up two slim, silver clasps attached to little leather strips.
“Yep. They’re adjustable.” Dallas’s fingers teased her ass, melting away her uncertainty. “For now, widen them to the max for the least amount of tension. With her sweet nipples, that should work just fine.”
Phoenix nodded. When he’d finished expanding the metal devices, he held one in each
hand. “Now what?”
“Fasten them to her pretty tits.”
Phoenix stepped forward and stared down at her chest. She bit her lip, waiting for the clamps to squeeze her nipples.
“Ready, angel?”
God, he was so good to her. “Yes, Sir.”
He attached the clasps to her breasts’ ends, and a burn seized her. “Ouch.”
Phoenix instantly removed the metal from her nipples, and the tiny pain stopped. “You okay, Jessie?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Mmm.” Dallas stopped working on her ass and came into her view. “Why did you take the clamps off of her, bro?”
“They hurt her.” His face clouded with doubt.
Dallas turned to her. “Love, were the clamps too painful for you to take?”
She looked back and forth from him to Phoenix. “They stung a little, Sir.”
“But were they too much for you?”
“No, Sir.”