“Did you not understand me when I said silence?”
“I’m sorry, Your Majesty.”
He wasn’t really keen on the “Majesty” title. “Call me ‘Master,’ princess.”
“Yes, Master.”
“Ditto for me, pet,” Sean chimed in. They’d shared women before. Their ability to synchronize their lovemaking skills to get women off was well proven. But Jena made him want to go beyond anything they’d ever done before. He wanted her fully satisfied to a point that she would never be able to forget them. Sean was a capable Dom, as was he. She would be completely spent tonight. They would make sure of that.
He looked into her emerald green eyes and saw her sweet trust. God, how could she trust anyone after all she’d been through, but there it was. Sure this was play. Sex play. Fun play. That took trust, too. He could imagine what it might be like with her at Phase Four. It would be life-changing. For her as well as for him and Sean.
He rolled her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers and felt them swell. “You like this, slave?”
She nodded. “Yes, Master. Very much.”
He bent down and sucked on her nipple, continuing to pinch the other one.
Sean moved behind her and kissed her back. To Matt’s surprise, he watched Sean retreat from them. Where is he going?
He could feel Jena tense. She’d felt his departure, too. Damn it, Sean. What are you doing?
“Where did he go?” she asked. “Is something wrong?”
He shook his head, but he wasn’t sure. This isn’t like Sean.
When his friend returned, he knew why and approved, too. Sean was carrying handcuffs, a box of condoms, and a bottle of lubricant.
“I think we should put these on our princess, Matt.” Sean twirled the handcuffs on his finger. “Do you agree?”
She trembled slightly.
“Are you okay with that?” This was role play, and he needed to continue checking in with her.
She grinned, but her trembles didn’t stop. She was excited and nervous, a wonderfully erotic mixture. “Yes, Master. Since it’s handcuffs, maybe I should call you two police officers.” She giggled. “I am yours.”
I am yours. God, he loved hearing that. Was it true? Of course not. This was just play, amazing, over-the-top, explosive play…but still only play. What would it take to make her his and Sean’s? Much more.
For the first time in his life, he wanted one woman. Just one. And she was standing in front of him naked, exposed, and willing to be tied up.
* * * *
Jena couldn’t believe she was standing naked in front of Matt and Sean. But she was. This was fun, too. Very fun. She’d never done role play before, but had always thought it would be fun with the right person. Turned out it was fun with the right persons, as in two guys. Matt and Sean. They were opening her up to new possibilities, and she loved every minute of it.
“This girl has been bad,” Sean said, playing the cop role to perfection. She liked the change in themes.
“I’m sorry, officers. Is there anything I can do for you to lighten my sentence?” She looked at Matt, who had just pinched her nipples again.
Sean put the handcuffs on her wrists in front of her body. “There might be. Officer Matt, what do you think? Is there something this criminal can do that will prove to us she’s ready to turn over a new leaf?”
“I’d like to turn her over my knee and spank that little ass of hers. Maybe that will teach her a thing or two about how crime doesn’t pay.” Matt’s words shot into her. He was only playing, but her mind was shifting to something more real.
She was guilty. The game was morphing between play and reality. She needed to be punished for all she’d done. Sure, she’d skimmed from evil corporations, but did that make it right? Yes, she’d sent most of the money she got to the employees that had been laid off to compensate the corporate overlords’ bonuses. That still didn’t change the fact that it had made her a lawbreaker.
Sean kissed her shoulder. “Parking tickets are a serious offense, miss. Very serious.”
“Don’t forget, Sean. She took your shirt without thanking you properly.”
“I didn’t thank him.”