Two for Alex

They broke away at last and both men turned to look at her. “Stand up,” Liam ordered. “You’ll take your caning at the exercise bar.”

As Liam watched Daniel lead Alex to the mirrored wall, he couldn’t help but stroke the rising erection in his pants. Though he’d invited Alex to join them primarily for Daniel’s sake, he had to admit he hadn’t been this turned-on for a long time. Since Saturday when they’d first met her, the sex between Daniel and him had had an added level of excitement and expectation. Though they hadn’t taken her into their bed—and Liam still hadn’t decided if they would or not—just her presence had fueled a new kind of passion between them.

Last night had been highly erotic. Just watching Daniel whip her, his erection bobbing crazily as he moved around the table while the girl sighed and screamed, had nearly made him come. It had been a long time since he’d fondled a woman’s sex, but hers had been tight, hot and wet. Her primal female scent had remained on his fingers until his shower the next morning and he’d regretted even then having to wash it away.

While being Daniel’s dominant lover never ceased to thrill him, having another submissive kneel before him made him feel like a king. It added a new layer of eroticism to command his lover to train the new slave—to whip her, to teach her, to punish her. Now he watched as Daniel instructed Alex to face the mirror and bend over, gripping the exercise bar with both hands. She stood with her legs straight, her body bent so her back was parallel with the floor.

Daniel lightly kicked her ankle with his bare foot, indicating she should spread her legs farther. Liam could see her cunt peeking from between her legs, its petals dark pink and engorged.

For a moment, Liam imagined taking her roughly from behind, gripping her hips as he thrust inside her. No. There would be time for that later, if it happened at all.

Standing slightly to one side, he could see her breasts reflected in the mirror, their tips round and hard like gumdrops. Her hair hung over her face, but he could see her eyes were squeezed tightly shut.

He was about to suggest to Daniel that he help her relax. But Daniel didn’t need to be told. He seemed already to have that innate sense a good Dom possessed—the ability to connect readily to the desires and fears of one’s sub. Daniel could feel Alex’s tension, probably better than Liam, since he had spent much more time with her over the course of the last two days.

He watched as Daniel moved close behind her, his erection touching her ass as he leaned forward and whispered something soothing in her ear. Liam could see her body ease, her shoulders dropping a little, her eyes no longer scrunched but simply shut. When Daniel gently cupped her hanging breasts with his hands, Liam couldn’t help the sudden flash of jealousy that slipped past his defenses. Were they lovers? Had Daniel been making love to Alex during the day while he was gone?

He shook away the thought. Daniel wouldn’t do that to him. Daniel was utterly devoted to him—of that he was sure. Or had been sure… Stop it. Liam cleared his throat and Daniel let go of the girl’s breasts and stood. He walked toward the whip wall, retrieving the cane. Daniel had done his research when he’d bought the cane online, aware it would be used on his own ass. Unlike the shorter straight cane they already had, this one was about thirty-six inches long and three-eighths of an inch thick—guaranteed to deliver quite a sting. Daniel had practiced on a pillow, mindful that a thinner cane was more likely to break the skin while a thicker one could cause bruising. The cane he had purchased was saturated with linseed oil and varnished, which made it somewhat denser and more flexible than their untreated cane. Liam hadn’t had a chance to use it yet on Daniel. He was curious to see the welts it raised on Alex’s fair, creamy skin. A woman’s skin was more delicate than a man’s. He started to say something about this to Daniel but stopped himself. Daniel would know what to do.

Daniel ran the cane sensually over Alex’s bare ass as he reached down to cup her shaven cunt. Alex shuddered against him. Liam could smell her lust. He slipped his hand beneath the waistband of his pants and grabbed his cock, unable to help himself. Daniel glanced back at Liam, his eyes glittering. He didn’t have the luxury of fabric to hide his bone-hard erection. He smiled at Liam, not the subservient, adoring smile of a sub, but the confident, eager smile of an equal, of a Master. Again Liam felt a hint of discomfort. Yet he knew that dominant spirit was fully directed toward the girl. It was why they had brought her here. He would not deny Daniel his chance to use her properly. He smiled back, giving an encouraging nod.