STORY EXCERPT

The building in which she lived had a hot tub in the basement. Kenzie decided a long soak in the tub was just what she needed to think things through. She went into the office and asked the building manager, “Is anyone using the hot tub this evening?”

“Hi, Kenzie. Let me check. Um…No, it’s all yours. Put the Ladies Only sign up when you go in, though, please.”

“No worries.” Kenzie hurried up to her apartment, kicked off her shoes and underwear, then collected clean underwear and a couple towels before going all the way downstairs to the basement. The hot tub was the very last room in the hallway, and had a mirrored wall behind the tub and a mirrored ceiling, perfect for erotic moments. Sadly all she had tonight were her fingers, but the warm water and bubbles would be lovely anyway. And she was spoiled living in a community where she could use a hot tub. There’d been nothing like that at the condominium block she’d lived in before she’d come here.

As instructed, Kenzie hung up the Ladies Only sign, placed her towels and underwear on one of the sinks, and dropped her skirt and shirt onto the floor. She riffled through the cabinet under one of the sinks, found some lavender bubble bath, and tipped half the bottle into the hot tub. Likely it was too much, but she felt the need to be lavish and decadent. Then she sank back in the hot water and relaxed, letting her long hair swirl around her and the bubbles tickle her chin. “Oh yes, this is good.”

She closed her eyes as the heat warmed her bones and muscles, soothing her right through her body and into her soul. The lavender scent filled the room and helped restore her to her usual even-tempered serenity, too.

Kenzie heard a faint click, then the quiet swish of movement over the tiled floor. Before she could come out of her reverie, open her eyes, and focus on reality, a hood covered her eyes, a ball gag filled her mouth, and strong arms were lifting her out of the tub.

She reached out to whoever was holding her, but her wrists were gripped tightly and handcuffed together.

Fuck! Kenzie kicked out with all her strength, but that just resulted in her ankles being cuffed as well. Had she been captured by an octopus shape-shifter? The man—and the person was very strong so it had to be a man—seemed to have arms everywhere, stopping her every action. No, more likely it would be more than one person. Kenzie was a normal-sized female, not a tiny little lightweight, yet she was wrapped in a towel, lifted, and slung over a shoulder in seconds.

Frantically she wiggled, knowing her foam-covered body had to be slippery to grasp. She needed to capitalize on that fact before the towel absorbed all the dampness. But she made no impression on her captor.

Kenzie’s heart was pounding hard, her throat dry, her body shivering in fear as she was carried through the building and outside. Her wet body, with only a towel over it, instantly felt the coldness of being in an open area. Fuck! If she wasn’t raped and murdered likely she’d catch pneumonia and die of that!

Then her rational self took over. It was possible these captors were murderers, but New Thimphu was a secret underground community, and it wasn’t easy to actually enter it. All the entrances from above ground were hidden in the various farm houses owned by community members and dotted over the fields surrounding the long green ridge that covered the heart of the community.

No, what was far more likely was that this was an inside job. That someone specifically wanted her. And the only person who knew she’d been in the hot tub was the building manager. In the old days New Thimphu brothers used to steal their women, but no one wanted to marry her. Unless…

Dammit! Ryker and Coulton had captured her and were taking her somewhere. Coulton had a cottage a mile or more from the heart of the community. Somewhere the two men could play with her and her screams—assuming they took the ball gag out of her mouth and she could scream—would never be heard. Uh-huh. It looked like these Doms hadn’t accepted her “No” as an answer. She was about to get her dungeon trial anyway.

If her mouth hadn’t been stuffed with a ball gag, she would have been grinning. Only a tiny voice in her head nagged at her. Are you sure it’s them? Are you sure you’re really safe?

Oh, yes. She’d been fucking scared witless for a few minutes, but then her brain had gotten back to working. She was certain it was Coulton and Ryker. Her two Doms. Ah, well, it’d be interesting to see what they did. Sooner or later they’d have to take the ball gag off and if she wasn’t happy, she was plenty capable of letting them know. She was also certain they’d abide by her decision if she really was determined to end the relationship. Meanwhile some dungeon play and an orgasm or two suited her fine. She just hoped she wasn’t frozen solid by the time they arrived at Coulton’s cottage.

ADULT EXCERPT

Ryker and Coulton wiggled her body so her head hung down off the side of the bed, one arm across her breasts because of the handcuffs. Her ass was raised up, using the pillows that she’d been resting on. Ryker then moved off the bed and quickly got undressed. He made sure she could see his cock and tugged on it watching her face. Kenzie licked her lips. Okay, it seemed she was on board with the program. Good to know. His dick was aching with the need to take her somewhere, anywhere. Her mouth was a great place to start.

Coulton gave a definitive nod to Ryker and began wiggling the butt plug at the entry to her ass. Coulton moved in closer to her body, using his knees to push her legs wider as he played with the plug at her rear entry. Ryker stopped watching Coulton and fed his dick into Kenzie’s mouth. Her lips locked around him, licking the head, and sucking on it. She ran her tongue around his cockhead unerringly finding that sensitive place where her tongue tickled the ridge. Shit, that felt good.

He pulled a little way out and held his shaft at her mouth so she could lick along his length. She scraped her teeth on him too, and wet him, then blew on the dampness making him shiver. Hell, yes, she knew all the tricks. Once again he pushed inside her mouth, going deeper and deeper. She kept her mouth wide open. With her head off the bed like this she should be able to deep throat him, so he pushed in again, watching her eyes for signs of distress. She was breathing fast and hard, but he thought it was arousal not breathing troubles so he pushed his cock in a little more, tugging on her hair to tilt her head farther back. Obediently she dropped her head right back and swallowed him down. Gods that was amazing. He pulled her hair again, moving her head until the pleasure was almost unbearable, and she used her throat to grab hold of him.

Shit, too much of that and he’d erupt like a volcano, before Coulton was ready. Ryker used his hand to release his cock a little way and watched Kenzie push her breasts up at him, her gaze on his face.

Aha, she wants her breasts stroked. That would be a good thing to do while the danger of his cock exploding died down a little.

He left just the head of his cock in her mouth and used both hands to cup and stroke her breasts. Again she raised her rib cage pushing her breasts into his hands. He tweaked the nipples and her eyes sparkled ever more brightly. She focused on his dick, scraping her teeth gently over his cockhead, as he pinched her nipples gently between his fingers then cupped the underside of her breasts teasing them.

She was still pushing herself into his hands and that’s when he realized she wanted him to be more definite in his movements, so he pinched her nipples harder and pulled on them, stretching them out. It seemed to him she sighed with pleasure as she worked on his cock.

He glanced at Coulton who was still thrusting the butt plug inside Kenzie. Her legs were raised high and her pretty pink ass looked absolutely delicious as Coulton worked the plug deeper inside her. Oh yes. He was looking forward to his turn in her ass.

They’d decided that as long as Kenzie was enjoying the program they’d each take her every way, mouth, cunt, and ass, all in this one night. They weren’t sure how she’d go though, so it was a variable program, with other possibilities in as their backup plan. But they were adamant they’d give her a minimum of two orgasms, and preferably four.

“We need to bind her to us with desire” had been Coulton’s words and Ryker agreed with him one hundred percent.

He flicked his gaze over to Coulton who slid off the bed and got undressed, then kneeled over Kenzie. Ryker waited while Coulton held her hips high, then drove deep inside her pussy with one long powerful thrust. Ryker took control of her head again, pulling on her hair to guide her mouth where he wanted it, and she sucked on him enthusiastically, keeping in pace with Coulton’s driving strokes into her cunt.

Now Ryker concentrated and used his thigh muscles and hips to fuck her mouth properly. He had one hand fully entangled in her hair, and the other on his cock, matching the depth of his strokes with the speed of Coulton’s pumping. They were all three highly aroused now, so this scene was almost at an end. Ryker tugged on her hair, tilting her head way back, and pushed his cock as far as it would go. Once again she swallowed him, her throat gripping him so tight it was Heaven and Hell all mixed together. He reached over and gave her nipple a sharp pinch, just as the entire bed rocked with the force of Coulton’s jack-hammering into her pussy.

Kenzie gasped around him, the movements of her throat stealing his control and sending him over the edge. Hastily he pulled out of her mouth until only his head was inside her so she could swallow his cum. Her entire body was convulsing and Coulton was pumping into her hard and fast.

Orgasm one all around, thought Ryker with pleasure. Now we’ll see what she thinks of our plans for orgasm two.