Two for Alex

“Daniel,” she whispered urgently.

“Yes?”

“Please…” She began to rock, her arms still wrapped tightly around her body. The waiter returned with the wine just as she began to shudder, her breath coming in ragged gasps. “Jesus,” she moaned. “I can’t…I can’t…”

All three men watched, riveted to the sight of a woman in the obvious throes of orgasm. The waiter blushed to the roots of his hair. Daniel turned off the remote but Alex was too far gone to control her body a second longer. She continued to shudder and moan for several seconds. Finally her body stilled and she hid her face in her hands.

“Is she all right?” the waiter asked finally.

“She’s fine,” Liam said dryly, a hint of a smile hovering over his lips. “Aren’t you, Alex?”

Alex slowly lifted her head, her hair in her face, her eyes unfocused. “Yes, Sir,” she said. If the waiter wondered at the use of this formal title, he kept it to himself.

Turning to the waiter, Liam said, “Thank you, Roland. The food is superb, as always. We’ll want the dessert menu in a while.”

The waiter bowed and hastily retreated. Alex started to speak. Daniel put his hand over hers and said, “Not a word. Enjoy the meal. Save some room for the chocolate mousse.”

“I couldn’t help it,” she blurted, despite his admonition not to speak.

“Don’t worry,” Liam interjected, “you’ll pay the price when we get home. Now obey your Masters and concentrate on the food.” He poured her another glass of wine and squeezed Daniel’s hand beneath the table. He allowed his hand to stray, moving along Daniel’s thigh until it stopped at his groin.

Daniel’s cock hardened to granite as Liam grasped and pulled at it. He too wore no underwear. Liam slipped his hand into the loose waist of Daniel’s pants and stroked his cock, his thumb finding and smearing the bit of pre-come at its tip down the shaft.

Daniel closed his eyes, reveling in the hot grip of his Master’s hand. They’d made love after they’d sent Alex from the room earlier that afternoon. Liam had spent his seed deep inside Daniel, but he hadn’t permitted him the same release. Daniel could come now from just a few more pulls. He would not let himself go, however, unless Liam told him to. His balls tightened in anticipation of what he was fairly certain Liam would deny. He opened his eyes, becoming aware of Alex, her gaze fixed on them, her eyes hungry.

Before allowing Daniel release, Liam withdrew his hand and picked up his wine. He turned his attention to Alex, watching her over the rim of his glass.

She caught his gaze and looked hastily down at her plate. What emotions must be going through her right now?

“Alex,” Daniel said gently. “Go to the bathroom and take the butterfly off.” He reached in his pocket and handed her the small plastic carrying case it had come in. “Then come back and enjoy dinner. You made a good effort. We don’t expect perfection. That’s why it’s called training.”

“Will I still be punished?” she asked in a small voice.

“Of course,” he grinned. “But you know you wouldn’t have it any other way.”

She ducked her head, but not before he saw the small grin flit across her sensuous lips.

~*~

They had gone to dinner early and were home by eight-thirty. The summer sun was only just setting, the air still warm. Liam instructed Alex to change into something old—something she didn’t mind having ripped. She was to wear panties and a bra as well. He and Daniel went into their bedroom to change.

Alex hung up her skirt and blouse and rummaged through her drawers. She pulled out a cotton sundress she liked to wear after her shower but before she dressed. It was faded from too many washings and though she liked it, it was the only thing she had with her she wouldn’t mind having destroyed. All of the underwear she’d brought with her was new—frilly bits of lace and satin she’d not yet even worn since she’d been there. She hoped they weren’t planning on ripping her new, expensive panties and bra.

She shivered with nervous anticipation. Did they actually plan to tear the clothes from her body? It was one of her many secret fantasies—to have a man so desperate for her he couldn’t even wait to undress her, instead ripping the clothing from her body, plunging his manhood into her aching heat as he crushed her mouth with his…

Alex shook her head, grinning at herself. She’d been writing too many romance novels. Somehow, she couldn’t picture either Daniel or Liam overcome with sexual desire for her. The thought made her sigh, but then what did she expect? They were what they were.

She would just have to wait and see what they had in mind. She hadn’t forgotten and knew they hadn’t either, that she was going to be punished for coming at the restaurant. She sat on her bed a moment, feeling embarrassed even now as she recalled how she’d slipped helplessly over a waterfall of orgasmic ecstasy while that young waiter stared at her in disbelief. Had he realized what had happened? Liam and Daniel certainly had and now she would pay.