Bound to be Tamed: Emergence, Book 2 Read online

  She was surprisingly better with the Ben Wa balls today. She could hold them several seconds and once even longer before they fell onto the mat, discouraging her. Over and over again, she pushed them back inside, careful to disassociate from the activity and keep herself from coming.

  An orgasm without permission would ensure a punishment she couldn’t yet imagine. It would surely be worse than falling asleep.

  She jumped when the phone beeped again. Thank God.

  Dane: Grab the book you “started” Monday and pick up where you left off. Page two, I’m guessing. We want you to learn something this time.

  She set the balls on the mat and reached for this afternoon’s reading material.

  The phone buzzed again.

  Aiden: Oh, and Stephanie, since you thought it would be humorous to taunt us after Lori left, you can read standing today.

  Shit. And there it was.

  She unfolded her once-again cramped legs and stood. The act of unfolding them was a relief. She imagined it would be short-lived however. Reading while standing naked was going to get old in a hurry. The guys had accomplished one thing for sure. She wasn’t about to fall asleep.

  Chapter Fifteen

  “Do you think we’re doing the right thing keeping this secret from her?” Aiden stared over Dane’s shoulder where he watched Stephanie read. Both of them had monitored her closely since Lori had left. For one thing, they wanted her to think she was always being watched. For another, they fucking liked to look at her.

  Dane glanced back. “I’m uneasy about it, but Jason has a point. That giant, elephant-sized bomb will require a tremendous amount of contemplation when it comes out. She’s already got so much on her mind. Plus, Jason really should be the one to tell her.

  “We’ll be there for her to help her through the pain of learning her mother lied and her father is dead. Not to mention how she’s going to react when she finds out Lori is her half-sister. I’m confident we can be there for her and provide a shoulder to cry on and two sets of ears to listen to her.

  “If we tell her now, she won’t be able to effectively judge what this thing is with us. We might ruin it forever. She’s so new to the life. We’d have to break form and let her grieve in her own way. Hell, we may even have to let her leave and go back to her place. Waiting until next week won’t hurt anything.”

  Aiden shook his head and set it on Dane’s shoulder. The man smelled fantastic. “I can’t stand this. It goes against every grain in me to keep it from her, but losing her sucks as an option too. Plus, we wouldn’t just lose her. She’d also lose us. And that might even be worse, I’m loath to admit. She will need friends.”

  Dane stroked a hand through Aiden’s hair. “I don’t see how we have a choice. Besides, Jason asked us to do this. We also need to consider his wishes.”

  “If we don’t let it slip…”

  Dane pointed at the screen. “Think she can stay awake standing?” He chuckled, the vibrations shaking Aiden’s chin.

  Aiden ran his hands down the lapels of Dane’s suit jacket and grabbed his pecs through the material. “I don’t know, but I’m horny again.” He nibbled Dane’s ear.

  “You’re always horny.” Dane clasped Aiden’s hands with his own.

  “Oh, and it’s just me. Because that picture in front of you filled with our naked sub following directions doesn’t make you hard.” Aiden tugged his hands from Dane’s and reached all the way to the man’s crotch. “Nope. Not hard at all.” He held Dane’s cock in one hand and cupped his balls with the other.

  Dane bucked, but then he grabbed Aiden’s hands and jumped to stand, backing out of his reach. “I have to get back to the kitchen. We don’t have time for this.”

  Aiden stalked him. “We have five minutes.” He glanced at his watch while he backed Dane into the wall. “I only need five for what I have in mind.” He pinned Dane with both hands on either side of his face and tipped his head to kiss the man…

  One thing was for sure, Stephanie did not fall asleep reading while standing. Her arms hurt, but she wasn’t dozing. The more she read the more her hands shook. It wasn’t from holding them up in the air so long but more from the stress of all the information she was absorbing.

  Since no one had told her she couldn’t, Stephanie had skipped around in the book. First she read the chapter titled “What Makes a Submissive”. Next, she flipped to the one titled “Recommended Sub Position”. She was now making her way through “Punishments—How Effective Are They?”

  She squirmed. She had been for at least half an hour. She didn’t dare pull her legs together. Even though she hadn’t heard from either Dom since she’d begun reading, she felt their gazes on her. It was unsettling and titillating at the same time.

  The section on spanking was long. She’d focused on every word. There were three types of spanking. Who knew? Some subs liked to be spanked for the adrenaline rush. They didn’t derive sexual pleasure from the experience and instead used it as a release of pent-up aggravations from present or past events. Could be anything, real or conceived.

  Stephanie cringed as she read that section. She didn’t fall into that category of pain sub. She moved on to the second type and locked her knees as she read about subs who receive sexual gratification from spanking. God, that’s so perverted…and it aptly describes me. Apparently some submissives felt every blow radiating directly to their clit.

  As though she were currently reliving yesterday’s scene, Stephanie’s pussy clenched and her clit pulsed with need. She gripped the book with both hands until her fingers hurt to keep herself from reaching between her legs.

  She closed her eyes and thought back on the time she spent on that bench. Multiple sensory issues had been at work. First of all, she’d had her ass and pussy exposed to a dozen people. Second of all, she’d been restrained. And lastly, she’d been spanked hard for everyone to witness. All three of those things not only made her horny, but they still did in reflection.

  Wetness leaked down her leg and she gritted her teeth against the reality.

  She felt Aiden and Dane staring at her even from a distance. She tapped one foot to give herself something else to think about.

  Lord, she was a sexual submissive. There was little doubt about this. She obtained pleasure from nearly everything—demands, spankings, exposure, obedience, even punishment. How many things would she add to this list? Already in less than a week she’d done more things than she would have dreamed possible. Shit, mostly things she’d never even heard of.

  Could she endure more than this? There were chapters in this book she didn’t even understand the titles of.

  With shaking arms, Stephanie forced her eyes to focus on the next section—spanking for punishment. Shit. Before she even read the first line, she was more agitated. Punishment? As in corporal punishment?

  “Shit,” she proclaimed out loud. Both knees shook now as she read.

  Submissives who received spanking as a form of punishment often also fell into the category of sexual submissives. Some subs avoided spanking at all costs. Others were so intensely aroused by the punishment, they often acted out on purpose in order to tempt their Doms to spank them.

  Stephanie cringed. She hadn’t been punished in this way, but she couldn’t imagine it being a huge turn on. No, that’s not true. I’m turned on by it, but I still can’t see myself intentionally acting like a whiney toddler to obtain that result.

  Suddenly, the book disappeared from her hands. She gasped as she lifted her gaze to Aiden, who peered down at her quizzically. “You’re always so intent…focused, when you want to be.” He glanced down at the page and held her spot open. “Spanking… Huh.”

  She flushed, a deep burn that spread down her cheeks and her chest and made her nipples stand at attention. She’d been so engrossed in the book she hadn’t heard the men enter the apartment or the room.

  “That’s so gorgeous, baby.” Dane reached out with one finger and stroked her breast from underneath, across he
r nipple, up her chest and over her cheek. “I love when you blush.” He didn’t take his gaze off her and lifted her chin to force her to make eye contact. “Read me the section she was on, Aiden.”

  Aiden cleared his throat. “When a submissive enjoys spanking as punishment, the Dominant must be very careful to ensure the sub does not act out in order to purposefully obtain contact with the Dom’s hands. Often the sub might use disobedience to ensure he/she will be spanked.”

  Stephanie swallowed, but when she tried to lower her gaze, Dane held her chin up with one finger.

  Aiden’s voice rose as he continued, emphasizing every word and making the room ring with his tone. “If the Dom finds his sub behaving in a deliberately childish fashion often several times a week, he will need to evaluate the sub’s objectives. In the event the sub seems to be turned on by the spanking, the Dom will be forced to find another method of punishment that doesn’t give the sub the level of pleasure he/she derives from the swats.”

  Dane leaned his face in closer. “This is what had you so hot and bothered that your legs were shaking and your knuckles were white from gripping the pages?”

  Stephanie didn’t move. How the hell was she supposed to respond to that?

  Dane narrowed his gaze.

  “Answer him, Steph.” Aiden’s voice held a hint of humor.

  “Yes, Sir. I guess.”

  “You guess?”

  “Well, not specifically that section, Sir. I hadn’t read that far.”

  “But, spanking in general? That was drawing your undivided attention?” Dane released her chin and tapped her nose.

  “Yes, Sir,” she muttered, mortified. They were getting the wrong idea. She most certainly didn’t want them to use spanking as a form of punishment.

  “What was that?” Aiden asked as though he hadn’t heard her response.

  Jesus, something needs to suck me through a crack in the floor and devour me whole right now. “Yes, Sir.”

  “Yes, what?” Dane asked. “I forgot what we were discussing.”

  Like hell you did. “Yes, I found the chapter on spanking arousing, Sir.”

  “Huh. Duly noted,” Dane said. He smiled, but she watched as he tucked his lips under as though he was trying not to laugh. He circled behind her.

  “Do you need to be spanked now, Steph?” Aiden asked as he took a spot directly in her line of vision.

  She shook her head, feeling the increase in the flush on her cheeks. “No, Sir.”

  “Surely your ass is still sore from yesterday.” Dane ran a hand down to cup one butt cheek from behind. She couldn’t see him, but his body heat radiated inches away from her back.

  “Yes, Sir. It is.”

  “What about your pussy? Is it still sore?” Dane’s fingers slid lower and reached between her legs until he palmed her sex.

  She sucked in a breath. “No, Sir.” Please God, let them make love to me again.

  “So if I were to run my fingers through your folds, you wouldn’t be in opposition?” Barely making contact, Dane stroked one finger between her lower lips, drawing out the wetness.

  She swayed at the contact.

  Aiden grabbed her shoulders and held her steady. He kissed her, a soft brush of lips that made her yearn for more. She grew limp, hoping both men would catch her if she collapsed. All she could concentrate on was the feeling of Dane’s fingers delving into her heat. She spread her legs wider voluntarily.

  “Take my clothes off,” Aiden commanded.

  Stephanie lifted her eyelids to meet his gaze. For a moment she was confused, too befuddled to follow any instruction. And then she regained a modicum of sense and lifted shaky fingers to tug at his tie. When she had it loosened, she began the process of unbuttoning his shirt.

  Distracted by Dane’s fingers fondling her, she struggled to open Aiden’s dress pants. Finally, he took pity on her, kissed her soundly and finished the job himself. “Having trouble concentrating, hon?”

  She ignored him as his cock popped free and he tossed his clothes onto the bench at the foot of the bed. He took her hands and backed up until he reached the mattress, pulling her free of Dane’s teasing fingers.

  She needed him to be inside her. She pleaded with whatever gods were paying attention inside her head.

  Aiden heaved himself up onto the bed and lay back. “Climb on top of me, Steph. I want to watch you fuck me.”

  Even her ears burned when he spoke. He was going to let her control this?

  His cock bobbed above him, jutting straight up, and she licked her lips as he stroked from the base to the tip with one hand. His legs hung off the side of the mattress.

  Dane helped her crawl over Aiden, not releasing her waist until she was situated with Aiden at her entrance. Her knees sprawled alongside him, stretching her open and leaving her feet hanging off the side. She wished he would scoot back some so she wouldn’t lose her balance on the edge, but the moment she lowered herself over his thick erection, she realized why he’d perched so close.

  Dane stepped into the space between her legs and grasped her butt cheeks.

  She had to stifle the desire to squeal as he separated her crack, exposing her back entrance to the air.

  Stephanie eased herself down until fully seated, a low moan escaping her throat as her senses scrambled again. So hard to concentrate on anything else when one of them was inside her. She had the wherewithal to lift and lower her body, but only because she wanted the friction so bad she acted on instinct.

  Dane released her ass. She heard him shuffle away, but she didn’t turn around. Instead she locked her gaze with Aiden, a sense of power seeping into her at this top position.

  “Don’t get cocky, little sub,” he murmured. “Just because you’re on top, doesn’t mean you’re in charge.” He emphasized his words by gripping her hips and controlling the pace and depth of his thrusting.

  Her clit hit the base of his cock with every pass, but he never let her linger there long enough to get off. Maddening.

  A small pop sounded behind her and she whipped her gaze back to find Dane squeezing lube on his finger.

  She froze. They’d only paid the barest of attention to her rear entrance so far. She knew rationally they would expect to fuck her there soon. But she wasn’t ready mentally and squirmed against Aiden’s grasp in a worthless attempt at evasion.

  “Hold still, Steph,” Dane whispered.

  Aiden squeezed her hips and held her steady, fully seated over his cock. “Relax. You know we’d never hurt you. We’ll take things slow, but soon we’re going to want to be inside you at the same time. The wait is killing both of us. Let Dane start to prepare you.”

  Stephanie exhaled, relieved at Aiden’s choice of words that insinuated Dane would not pressure her toward anal sex this very moment.

  Aiden set a hand on her lower back and pressed her forward, forcing her to bend her elbows and lie across his chest. It felt so perfect in his arms, if she could just ignore the way her ass stretched open for Dane to explore.

  Cool lube landed on her puckered hole. She squeezed tight in response.

  Dane settled his palm on her lower back also, using his thumb and fingers to brace her cheeks apart. With one finger, he circled her tight bud several times before tucking it just inside and twisting it around the entrance. “So fucking tight. We need to work your ass more, Steph. We can’t take you here without stretching you first. Stay still. Concentrate on the feelings. Forget everything you’ve ever heard about any part of your body being taboo. It’s perfectly natural to have sex here.”

  As he finished his lecture, he twisted his finger around and caressed every facet of her rectum.

  She gritted her teeth, hoping he would be done soon. Instead, he added a second finger and scissored them inside her. “I want you to feel what it will be like this time. I’m going to put a small plug in, not much bigger than the one we used last week. It won’t be nearly the same as having us both in you at once, but enough for you to get the idea as Aiden�
�s dick rubs against the dildo.”

  She flattened her palms on the bed and silently berated herself for being so naïve. She could do this. They’d had her wear a plug last week for an entire evening. But it wasn’t the same now with Aiden so firmly seated in her sheath.

  Cold. She yelped when the tip hit her hole. Her heart beat rapidly as Dane swirled the phallus around the entrance, gathering the lube and spreading it up and down her crack. She moaned when he stroked the skin between her ass and her pussy.

  So forbidden and so arousing at the same time.

  Finally, he returned to his goal. He eased the plug into her gradually. Her legs shook her entire body as she stretched around the thickest part of the dildo. It seemed like forever, especially since she held her breath, but eventually the stretch lessened as the plug slipped fully into place. Whatever part was left sticking out Dane used to twist the damn plug around in a circle. He pressed the base in every direction, forcing her to learn the different sensations of each section of her rectum.

  When he finally allowed the plug to directly rub against Aiden’s cock, she squeezed her eyes closed. So good. Did she dare admit she liked it?

  Aiden chose that moment to lift her up and release her back onto him.

  She pushed herself off his chest, bucking against his hand on the small of her back. She needed more friction—now. But somehow even though she was on top, Aiden managed to control every aspect of this.

  She tugged her hands out from under his arms and placed them alongside his head to brace herself.

  Aiden set up a slow rhythm, not loosening his grip on her hips.

  With her eyes only half open, she concentrated on the feelings, his cock so fantastically tight inside her. She needed more pressure on her clit though, and she squirmed against him every time he let her settle against his groin.

  Suddenly Aiden lifted her higher than before, allowing his rigid length to pop free and startling her. A whimper came from her lips. No.