The Lesson II: Arrest Me, Please
I can still feel his hands on my body, warmth spreads throughout my loins if I close my eyes and think about the ways in which he opened me. His hand-prints are gone from my buttocks, from the spanking I so richly deserved, and so much enjoyed, but I feel his hands there as well. I can hear the sound his hand made as his palm made contact with the delicate flesh of my behind.
Smack, and then massage, as his fingers worked the fevered skin, both assuaging and inflaming my desires. His name is Dominick, a handsome, masculine, virile man who wakened me to sexual desires that I had never felt before. Spanking, domination, maybe a little bondage as well.
A few days after our first encounter by the pool and then at his apartment, he surprised me in the parking garage. My back was turned, as I had unlocked my car on the driver’s side, and was about to get in, but I felt him, the tight heat of his body pressed up against me from behind as I heard his voice, low, husky.
“Were you going somewhere?” I felt weak in the knees, and sighed, not moving, as he pressed himself against me from behind, and then he moved my hair out of my face with his hand, and planted a kiss against the side of my neck, just the barest hint of soft lips, and moaned.
.His touch felt feather-light against my skin, and yet it further inflamed my senses, while he stood behind me, teasing my nipples through my sheer beige blouse. The taut peaks cried out to be sucked but he only pressed his manhood against the back of my skirt. His erection brought images to my mind of our encounter a few days before, of how long and thick he was. What his cock felt like sliding in and out of my body, filling me.
“Maybe”, I responded, shrugging.
He pulled both my hands behind my back then, holding my arms, tightly but not roughly, with one hand. His other hand reached for something that I could not see, but I heard the metallic clink of handcuffs, and felt moisture pool between my thighs as I understood what was to come. He cuffed both hands behind my back, and then pushed my upper body down against the side window of my car, as his hands explored my body.
‘Maybe, Danielle? Are you sure?” Dominick whispered in my ear, his heady musk penetrating
my senses as I again felt the warmth of him pressing against me from behind. Would he spank me again? I hoped so. I shrugged again, deciding to be defiant. A man this dominant would not tolerate defiance. I knew that as well, having born his hand-prints on my ass for several days after our last meeting. Dominick pulled me into his arms, and turned me around to face him, his eyes burning into mine.
He wore the full uniform of a patrol officer. I couldn’t speak, feeling heat rise, as he possessed my mouth with his own, tender yet demanding. I opened my mouth to him, his tongue entwining with mine as his hands roamed my body. I closed my eyes as he pulled up my skirt, his fingers sliding into my panties, to find the wetness, the softness of my core. I moaned loudly, as he stroked my wet slit, softly, slowly.
My clit throbbed for him, maddening me. His thumb circled my button, just the tip, and I gasped. He chuckled and turned me around again, pulling me forward to the stairwell. My body burned for more, and I was not disappointed, as he pinned me against the wall, face first, and pulled my soaked panties off. I felt them fall at my feet, and then his full fingers sliding inside me, slow and deep.
I knew better than to rush him. His handprints are gone from my buttocks, from the spanking I so richly deserved, and so much enjoyed, for the last time he edged me, and I tried to rush him.
Dominick would not be rushed. He was dominant. My dominant. Him in that police uniform, fingering my pussy from behind in the stairwell, made me cum so hard, my thighs quivered, with my juices dripping down the insides of my thighs.
He went down on one knee behind me and I felt his mouth where his fingers had been. His tongue lapped up the juices on both thighs, and then licked the tip of my clit, but I couldn’t run my fingers through his hair because my hands were cuffed behind my back.
He drew back and stood up. “You like that, don’t you Danielle?” I moaned in reply, wishing he would go back to eating my pussy, but he had that way of letting me know I was not in charge. I heard his zipper go down and his pants, and then felt his hot sex slide right inside me, no resistance, as his thickness filled my body. He pulled on the cuffs a little, to give himself leverage, as I cried out. His strokes were harder, faster than they had been the other day, but I wasn’t fooled. Dominick would not come quickly. He teased me to show me he could.
“I will make you come more than any other man ever has, in ways no other man has ever thought to touch you.” He whispered in my ear, but it was my heart that heard it as well as my body, and I opened to him. Just like that, I was his.
More than I had been the other day when he spanked me and took me in the shower. I was his because he made me his. His moans were low-voiced controlled, until I bucked against him, backing up on his cock as much as I could to bring the orgasm faster, and then he stopped.
“Didn’t learn your lesson last time, did you, Danielle?”
“I did, Master.” His hand came down on my ass. With the handcuffs on, being spanked was even hotter for me now. The sound reverberated loudly in the empty stairwell. He massaged the cheek and then smacked the other one. Tears slid down my face from the ache in my derriere, but it was a straight line from my ass to my pussy and he had opened me to this, enjoying his spankings. It made me want to be bad.
His cock slid back in, but it was thicker now, harder, throbbing and his breath came in gasps now, as did mine as he thrust inside me as far as his swollen cock would go. “Yes, Master, take me. Take me!” I screamed as he pounded my pussy, hard and fast over and over as I felt my body let go and I came all over him, and myself, and felt him explode a moment later with a roar of triumph.
He turned me around to face him and then kissed me on the mouth. “You liked that, didn’t you? Being cuffed?”
“Yes, Dominick, I did.”
“Yes Master” he said, with a slight tone of warning in his voice.
“Yes Master” I said back, smiling but with a tone of sarcasm, wanting the punishment. I had always been a little bit of a brat and didn’t mind punishment, sometimes I even liked it. I doubted he could come up with a punishment that would surprise me.
“I was going to take your cuffs off, but I don’t think you’ve learned your lesson yet.
“Lick your juices from my cock, Danielle.” His voice was a growl.
He sat down on the stairs and leaned back on the upper steps, his arms out to the sides. I looked back at him with gleeful defiance and took him in my mouth. He was still hard. I didn’t know how that was possible, considering how he had just unloaded inside me, but I took him in my mouth, all the way down to his balls, and teased him, tasted him, licked my juices off his cock and balls. He had shaved since we had last been together as his balls were fuzzy but there was no hair on them or on his sex.
I gently sucked his sac, lathing it with my tongue. He tasted good, and I let him know that by licking my way back up his shaft with little moans, little nips with my teeth. He hissed in pleasure, his head back on the step, the salt and pepper of his hair and beard a stark contrast to the light grey of the concrete.
He was so sexy, this older man that had taken me a few short days ago and changed my world. I sucked him harder, forcing him to open his eyes, as mine met his in challenge. Then the game changed again. The door opened at the top of the stairwell and another police officer entered the stairs. I watched him walk down the stairs, regarding the tableau in front of him with arousal and amusement both.
“What have we here? Public sex?” I stopped sucking and sat on my heels looking at Dominick in confusion.
“Drew, this is Danielle. Danielle, my partner, Drew. We do everything together.” Which answered my other question. I looked back up at Drew, about 35 years old, dark curly hair, brown eyes, broad shoulders, deep chest, big hands, about 6’2” 220. And he too made that uniform look good. Arrest me, Please!
“Everything?” I asked softly, releasing his cock from my mouth to speak. Dominick was not pleased that I had stopped my ministrations to speak and made that clear to me with another spanking.
“Danielle likes to misbehave, so that I will spank her.” Dominick said to Drew as he pulled me into his lap to deliver another smack to my ass. So hot to have another man there, watching me get spanked. He smacked the other cheek again too and then massaged it, deeply, as Drew came further down the stairs, and massaged my cheeks as Dominick spanked them.
This was something out of my deepest sexual fantasies that I had not confided to my new lover.
I had never been with two men at the same time, let alone two police officers. So naughty to have one of them spanking me and the other fingering me, sliding his two fingers in and out of my wet pussy as I lay on Dom’s lap, with my hands cuffed. God yes!
“I think we should take her somewhere more private though, in case other people come by. This might be hard to explain.” Drew said to Dominick, who concurred, and the two of them helped haul me to my feet and led me back out to the parking garage, and down a few rows to a parked squad car.
Drew opened the back door and helped me inside, and then got in beside me as Dominick got into the driver’s seat. Drew belted me in and then pulled me against him. He smelled good, all clean and masculine, and my body wanted him. His hands lingered on me, sliding into my blouse, caressing my breasts, first one and then the other. My gaze blurred as his fingers worked my nipples.
I moaned as he leaned down to his kiss me, his mouth warm on mine. If I could use my hands, they would be in his pants, stroking the thick bulge. He opened my blouse, button by button, kissing his way between my breasts, his hands warm, and teasing me to distraction so that I writhed in my seat, moaning and twisting.
“Where are we going, Drew?” Dom’s voice broke through my trance, and Drew continued touching my nipples as he tilted his head to the side, thinking.
“Let’s go to my house, Dom, I have the two acres, big house, pool, hot tub, and no one will bother us.” A big house in which to have two big handsome men pleasure me in multiple locations. His hand slid down my thighs, pulling my skirt up, and he leaned me back in the seat so I lay on my handcuffs, and he spread my thighs, and dipped his head down to taste me but not before using his fingers to tease me, long and slow, no rushing with these guys.
Nothing too rough, and too fast. Long luxuriant caresses that set my loins aflame with need. I moaned and jerked under his tongue, which he slid inside me while using his thumb to rub my clit, on the tip and on the side. I came hard, squirting all over his face with a loud cry. He pulled himself back up and wiped his mouth, with a grin.
“You didn’t tell me she was a rainmaker, Dom.”
“You didn’t ask. Anyway, she is a brat. Sexy sensual erotic beautiful brat, and she is ours.”
Ours? What did it mean that I now belonged to two men? What else did they share?
Drew turned back to me and pulled me up to sit beside him, putting his arm around me and holding me close. I could feel his heartbeat through his uniform shirt, and it pounded against my cheek. He was excited and trying hard to contain it; to control it. How I longed to tease him in return. I kissed the side of his neck, and threw myself forward, so that I had one leg on one side of his lap and one leg on the other side, straddling him.
Maybe I couldn’t use my hands, but I had other weapons. I leaned in close to him and licked up one side of his neck from the hollow of his throat, slowly, nibbling at his jawline as low noises back in his throat released, and his eyes closed, as he gave his body over to me, for torment.
I moved against him, my heat to his, rubbing my bare pussy against the front of his pants, hard and slow, just like he had done, just like Dom had done earlier, slow and deep. His arms came around me, and held me tight as his mouth found mine, and he took control then, rubbing himself against me, little thrusts which would have been bigger if the pants were not in the way.,
I felt his cock against my swollen clitoris, and came all over the front of his pants with a loud scream. Drew came too, I felt it flow just under the surface of his pants, I felt him let go as I did, and he gasped at the force of it, still holding me tight.
Dominick stopped the car and I looked out the window to see a two story white house with a u shaped driveway, and palm trees on either side, with a high archway in front of the front door, which was dark midnight blue, like their uniforms. Dominick let us both out of the car, and he gave me a little kiss as he pulled me out, wrapping his arms around me and then whispering in my ear, “Are you okay?” I nodded and smiled and bit my lip.
“Yes, Dom. I am okay. Thank you for asking”. He looked into my eyes to make sure I was really okay with this because he knew I had never at that point experienced dominance and submission.
I took hold of his head and crashed my mouth into his. His kiss sent lightning to my aching pussy. Vulnerability and passion make for a heady combination. No one turned me on like Dom did, although Drew had his talents, and I was not immune.
Some people think Bondage and Submission is about control or abuse but its about trust. It’s about surrendering your body to your partner, for pleasure, and trusting that the other person understands your limits, and won’t do things to your body that you won’t want done. He was checking with me. They would be my Doms, and I would be their Brat.
We walked into the house, to see a large white tiled living room on the left and the entertainment center to the right and up ahead the kitchen. We followed Drew into the kitchen, where he undid my handcuffs, and offered both Dom and I something to drink. Being that it was a Saturday afternoon, Margaritas sounded good to me, so I sat at the counter with Dom and made small talk, mostly about the two of them being partners, until the drinks were ready.
“I have a question.” I sipped my drink and waited for them to stop talking and laughing.
“What’s your question?” Dominick asked.
“When you said in the car that I belong to both of you, what exactly does that mean?” They exchanged a look and then Dominick answered.
“Danielle, you are a very beautiful and lusty woman. Also, when left to your own devices, you tend to be somewhat mischievous, so we, Drew and I, thought that one of us should be available to service you and to be with you when the other is on Duty.” I don’t know what look crossed my face in that moment because Drew was by my side, holding my hand, and talking me down from whatever ledge he thought I was on.
“We both want you, and today is about seeing if you want both of us. If you don’t, you can walk away at any time, no hard feelings. But we want you, and if you want us, you would be ours, and we would take care of you and protect you, and be with you and only you, if that is what you want, and we would be yours. Do you want us?” He had such a look of vulnerability in his face, that I leaned forward and kissed him softly on the mouth. He kissed me back with hunger but also tenderness.
“I haven’t had both of you yet, so I would have to test drive both of you to see if that is what I want.” I smiled at both of them. I took off my blouse and skirt and turned around to give them a view of my naked body in profile and opened the sliding glass door and walked out to the pool. I dove in naked and swam to the other side, in broad daylight, daring them to come after me. They both took that dare.
They were naked when they came to me in the pool, one behind me, and one in front of me. Dom was behind me, caressing my breasts and kissing the back of my neck as the cool water stimulated my inner heat. I had never been naked in a pool before. Now I was naked in a pool with two men who were also naked.
Drew leaned forward and kissed me on the lips his tongue entered my mouth as he slid inside me, easily I was still wet from our games in the car. His cock was so thick, he stretched me a little, but it felt good to have him inside me, while Dom stood behind me, touching my body, goading me, his fingers pinching my nipples, as Drew’s cock thrust in and out of my body long, deep strokes that left me breathless, clinging to his shoulders.
I wrapped my legs around his waist, and Dom stepped back to watch. His hand was on his cock. It turned him on so much to watch me with another man, to see that man’s cock inside me, pleasing me, and his hand worked his meat as he watched.
I held on to the side of the pool as Drew came behind me now and pumped me harder, grabbing both ass cheeks for leverage, he thickened inside me, and I screamed as his cock pounded my cervix in mad hot fury. We came at the same time, our explosions heightened by our passion as well as Dom’s masturbation watching us. It was so fucking hot to watch him jerk off while I fucked his friend.
I made my way over to him and put his cock in my mouth, sucking it all the way down, and then using my fingers to stroke his sac, and tease him, as he lay back, moaning. “I’m going to come, baby” he said, a few seconds before hot salty semen spurted out of his cock and slid down my throat. I swallowed it all, and then sucked him a few more strokes, and he laughed, and pulled out, holding me close to his chest.
“You’re amazing, Danielle!” he whispered fiercely to me, and then kissed me on the mouth. I lost track of time as his tongue plundered mine and his arms pressed me firmly against his naked body.
Drew came up behind me as I climbed back into the pool with Dominick, and now it was Dominick’s turn to take me as his fingers slid into my body, gently because he knew Drew’s well-endowed thrusting had left me a little sore. His fingers worked my clit and slid down lower, teasing and opening my nether lips to his body and then slid his hard meat deep inside of me.
It was Drew’s hands now on my nipples, as they were in the car, his lips on my shoulders and my neck, and then finally my clit as Dom thrust his cock in and out of my body, so that I writhed between them, every part of my body screaming for release. It felt so good, being with both of them, these two men who made me burn with lust. Drew’s fingers worked my clit at a rapid pace as Dom’s rhythm inside me intensified my orgasm, I squeezed Dom, and held on to his shoulders as I came, coating both of us in my juices, screaming and scratching Dom’s shoulders and back with my nails.
All three of us abandoned the pool for the Jacuzzi, and Drew grabbed our drinks from inside and brought them out to the hot tub. We leaned up against the walls while sipping our drinks and grinning like idiots. I now had two hot boyfriends, and they were both cops and I could have sex with one or both of them whenever I wanted. I started giggling. Both of them looked at me.
“Arrest me, Please!” I said and all three of us laughed. They clinked glasses and now I am a part of a threesome.
The End-for now
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