Two for Alex

He’d forgotten his place. He’d allowed his dominance over Alex to supersede his need and desire to submit to his true Master. He’d let his ego and willfulness override his innate longing to belong to another.

Silently, he vowed to himself not to let it happen again. Yes, he would continue to train and use Alex for their mutual pleasure and benefit, but never would he allow this to get in the way of what he had with Liam. He looked at the two of them standing in the doorway and his heart filled with gratitude that Liam was ready, even eager, to try again with their slave girl.

What about Alex? Was she really ready for what they offered? Would she be able to trust the two of them to guide her with a loving but firm hand, even after what the son of bitch had put her through?

When he looked into her face, he saw his answer. Her eyes were shining and the smile on her face could have lit a dark room.

“I’m going out,” Daniel announced the next morning. “I won’t be long.” He didn’t ask for permission nor did he volunteer where he was going. Liam gave him a long, hard look but said nothing. He knew where Daniel was going.

Daniel stood, bouncing on the balls of his feet like a boxer in the ring while he waited for Campos to answer his door. When he did, Daniel didn’t waste his time with words. Men like Campos wouldn’t hear them anyway. He hauled back and landed a good solid punch, satisfied at the sound of his nose breaking on impact. Blood spurted from his nose as he stumbled back with a cry.

“That’s for Alex, you little piece of shit. If you get up the next one’s for me and it’s gonna hurt a hell of a lot worse, I guarantee.” Daniel waited, fully prepared to carry out his threat. The coward stayed on the ground, hiding his head in his hands. Daniel turned on his heel and left without looking back.

~*~

Liam’s cock was throbbing but he savored the ache. He would wait as long as he made them wait. He would suffer along with them through the exquisite torture to which he was subjecting his sexy slaves.

Daniel and Alex were facing each other, their bodies locked at the groin, their arms pulled taut and chained over their heads. Daniel’s erect cock was buried deep inside Alex. Her strong legs were wrapped tight around his hips.

Their assignment was to make sure Daniel’s cock stayed inside Alex while Liam whipped them both with various implements of pleasure and pain. By the same token, neither was to come. If they did, they’d soon feel the difference between erotic torture and real punishment.

Several weeks had passed since Alex had returned to them. She’d only left once to retrieve more of her clothing and other things she needed to make her stay a permanent one. They hadn’t yet convinced her to give up her garage apartment but the rent, which Liam insisted on paying, was nominal. If it gave her a certain sense of control to keep the place, that was okay by him.

Liam was happier than he’d realized it was possible to be. He’d thought he had everything a man could want with Daniel as his lover and submissive. When Alex had joined them as a sex slave, while the spice and excitement had been undeniable, the creeping jealousies and rising tensions had made him question if it was the right thing.

Since she’d returned after her ordeal with that Campos asshole, the three of them had finally been able to lay their fears aside. A little digging into Anthony’s background revealed an expired visa and unpaid taxes. Liam helped the process along, and Anthony had been deported.

Alex had been able to put the ordeal behind her, for the most part. She still woke from the occasional nightmare, but when she realized she was safe in their bed and in their arms, she would quiet and fall back asleep. Their relationship with her, both as Doms and as lovers and friends, continued to deepen with each passing day.

He couldn’t say he loved Alex more than or even as much as Daniel. He chose not to think in those terms. The love he felt for Daniel would always be unique and hold the most sacred spot in his heart. But the love he had for Alex was no less real, and it was deepening as time passed.

She had blossomed over the last few weeks, finally dropping all vestiges of the spoiled brat she had been when they first brought her into their home. A confident, sexy, deeply sensual and submissive woman had emerged—one who complemented his relationship with Daniel rather than weakening it.

Daniel, too, had grown, increasingly confident in his role as Alex’s part-time Dom, while still mindful of his proper place—naked at Liam’s feet. Because they were no longer walking on eggshells to protect each other’s feelings, the passion between them was hotter than ever.