Smoke and Fire (Surrender to Them 1)

“Yeah.” I drew in a quick breath and slowly exhaled. “I guess I have to be honest with you.”

“The truth would be nice.” Trent nodded and opened the box.

I realized I didn’t have a choice. The secret I wanted to keep from them, at least until we were more comfortable with what we had, was laid bare once they saw the photographs. We sat down at the kitchen table and I told them the truth. I told them my real name, I told them about Adam, and I confessed my darkest secrets. Once I started talking about it, I realized how badly I actually needed to say those words out loud. They had been trapped in my head and after what we did together, they were already toying with my thoughts. I dug through the box and looked at the photographs for the first time in years. Tears rolled down my face when I saw how severe some of them were. It was easy to forget, even with the scars to remind me, but looking at them with fresh eyes made me remember every time the whip cracked on my flesh—every time I was used for his pleasure.

“Now I really want to find this son of a bitch and beat the fuck out of him.” Chase let his fingers drum on the table.

“This guy—he did things to you that were so awful you walked away from your life? You haven’t even spoken to your family since then?” Trent shook his head and I saw anger etched on his face. “Yeah, he needs the shit kicked out of him.”

“I kept going back for more.” I sighed and stared at the photographs in front of me. “I knew I would keep doing it until he finally took things too far.”

“Fuck that.” Trent growled angrily. “This man is an asshole. You were a fucking kid. Eighteen? My god. I look back at the choices I made when I was eighteen and wonder what the hell was wrong with me. He was a grown ass man and he knew what he was doing. He groomed you.”

“Yeah.” Chase nodded. “You were exploring a fantasy and you trusted him to give you a safe place to do it. He broke your trust and made it all about him. That’s not a Dom or a Master, or whatever the fuck they want to be called. That’s just a scumbag.”

“You’re going back to Glendale.” Trent nodded and started gathering up the photographs. “You’re stronger than the girl that left all those years ago. This asshole shouldn’t keep you from your family. You don’t have to fear him anymore. You have us now.”

“Yeah.” Chase looked at Trent for a moment and then turned towards me. “We’re going with you.”

“I don’t know if I’m ready for that.” I shook my head back and forth. “You’re both incredible, and I know I’m safe with you, but I need time to process this. I didn’t expect to have this conversation with you this quickly—hell, we just met.”

“Whenever you’re ready.” Trent reached over and took my hand. “We’ll be there by your side.”

“Thank you.” I wrapped my fingers around his hand and reached for Chase.

“I hope the spanking we gave you wasn’t bad—I would have never suggested a punishment if I knew you had dealt with something like this in the past.” Chase intertwined his hands with mine.

“No.” I shook my head quickly. “It was exactly what I needed. I never got a chance to explore those fantasies in a safe environment when I was with Adam. You gave me that, and it was incredible.”

“Good.” Chase let out a sigh of relief. “I was worried about that when I saw those photographs.”

“We both were.” Trent nodded. “I saw that submissive stare in your eyes and I felt the need, but I was afraid it was misguided.”

“No.” I twisted my lips into a smile. “Trust me, you don’t know how good it was to be able to experience it without fear. I needed that.”

“Thank goodness.” Trent smiled and squeezed my hand.

“But…” My smile got wider. “I enjoyed what we did after it was done a whole lot more, and I’ve been waiting a long time for you two to get home.”

Their lips were on my body as soon as we got to the bedroom. They were gentle at first, with tender kisses that weren’t as firm as the night before. Four hands pulled at my clothes until I was naked between them. I pushed my ass back and shimmied against Chase’s bulge while I stroked Trent’s cock through his pants. The intensity picked up once they felt my touch, and they started to kiss me harder. Trent pushed me back towards the bed. I turned away from them and crawled on it, spreading my legs so they could see the wetness between them. Trent put his knees on the bed and positioned his glans against my labia while Chase undressed and crawled on the bed in front of me. He moved his hand up and down his shaft as he looked down at me.

“Why are you two being so gentle? I’m not

a delicate flower.” I looked up at Chase and then back at Trent.

“Just—hesitation.” Trent sighed and his eyes met mine. “I don’t want to make you uncomfortable, especially after what you told us.”

“Yeah.” Chase nodded and I turned my head back towards him. “We care about you—we don’t want you to feel like we’re just using you. We’re nothing like that asshole you told us about.”

“I’m not that girl anymore.” I shook my head back and forth. “I wouldn’t be here with you if I didn’t want to be. So, for the love of god—slap my ass, pull my hair, and show me how much you want me.”

There was a moment of tension and silence. A pin could have dropped on the carpet and we would have heard it. The silence was finally broken by the sound of Trent’s hand slapping my ass. A second later, he was pushing his enormous cock inside my pussy. My mouth opened with a gasp and Chase took advantage of it—his dick went between my lips and across my tongue. I swallowed hard, letting my tongue massage the bottom of his shaft while he drove it into my throat. Adam might have been a cruel bastard, but he taught me a few things I would never forget. Those were the good times—and if they had continued, I would have probably never left him. Trent and Chase were nothing like him. They were magnificent and after five years, I realized they were exactly what I needed to purge my past from my memories.

“So fucking wet—so god damned tight.” Trent growled and his hand came crashing down on my ass again.

“Oh my god…” Chase gasped and locked his fingers behind my head. “Your mouth is so hot.”

Trent’s cock pushed deep inside me and then he started to thrust with the same fury I felt the last time we were together. He slammed his dick into my pussy so hard that he rocked me forward with every thrust. That propelled me down Chase’s shaft and every inch of his length went down my throat. The barrier in the back of my throat easily opened for him. The fire inside me raged. I felt the pressure building quick. Trent teased my g-spot, making it roar with desire while Chase kept his cock buried in my throat. Both of them throbbed inside me and after five minutes of intense hammering, I felt Trent begin to pull out. I immediately missed him, especially when Chase removed his cock from my mouth.