“We don’t have to do this tonight,” Duncan said. “If you’d rather sleep on it, that’s fine by us.”
Was her apprehension so obvious? Carolina said nothing for a moment as she tried to compose herself. She was nervous. A seasoned seductress she may be, but no man had ever spanked her before. The prospect of being disciplined by two large males was scary and right now she felt like she was going to give away her virginity all over again.
Duncan probably imagined he was being kind by offering to delay the spanking, but she needed to get it over with. If nothing else, it would help her make up her mind about whether to stay here and give the MacDonalds a chance or pack her bags and flee.
She turned and flashed an uncertain smile at the two men who were looking at her with concern. “I don’t need to sleep on it. Let’s get it over with.”
Duncan looked as though he might press her for more reassurance she was okay, but Neil, apparently satisfied with her response, took charge. “Time to show us what’s ours, sweetheart.”
Obviously, the glimpses they’d had of her naked body when she shifted and then returned to her human form weren’t enough for them as they practically salivated when she lifted Neil’s shirt off over her head. She glanced from one of them to the other as she hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her panties and drew them down her legs. She stepped out of them and then stood up straight, arms by her sides, concealing nothing.
“Beautiful!” Duncan remarked.
Neil made a twirling motion with his finger and Carolina slowly rotated, giving them time to check out every inch of her. When she came back around to face them once more, both men were gazing at her with blatant appreciation.
“Where do you want me?” Carolina asked.
The room provided various options with the bed, a spanking bench, a bondage chair, and other pieces of furniture designed with only one purpose in mind.
“Where do you want to be?” Duncan asked.
“You’re letting me choose?”
“Aye, just this once we’ll allow you to pick where you feel most comfortable.”
Carolina nodded and then looked around the room. She was tempted to ask to start off over one of their laps, but that seemed too intimate for their first night together. She almost laughed at the absurdity of that. Before they were finished, these two men would have explored every inch of her body. She’d be spanked, teased, and fucked, probably in more ways than one, and yet the idea of draping herself over either man’s knee was too much for her.
“Well?” Neil asked, apparently impatient to get started.
“The stocks,” Carolina replied as her eyes landed on the modern leather-covered version of a medieval punishment device.
“You’re not messing about, are you?” Duncan sounded as though he approved. “Don’t you want to ease into it?”
Had she chosen something particularly challenging? She’d been around people who were members of exclusive clubs catering to all manner of kinks and had picked up a few things here and there. She’d also read plenty of steamy romances, but the reality of it was somewhat more daunting. She had no idea what she’d like or dislike, what she could endure. Would it have been better to choose to lie on the bed or over a bench? Should she not have opted for being restrained? Not wanting to look an idiot in front of the two males, she shrugged in response.
“Go and choose a paddle while we set things up,” Neil instructed. “I believe you know where they are.”
Carolina sauntered over to the cabinet, knowing their eyes were still on her. She opened the cupboard doors and cast an eye over the spanking implements within. There were various floggers, riding crops, one of those Scottish tawse things that she’d heard delivered a nasty sting, a couple of canes, and an array of paddles. She looked them over, wondering why Neil had told her to select what she understood to be a relatively tame instrument.
Even as that thought crossed her mind, it dawned on her she’d only been with human males before. The biggest and baddest of them could barely match a female shifter for strength, never mind brawny males like Neil and Duncan. Her heartbeat kicked up a notch as she realized if they were rough with her it would not be like some puny human male trying to assert dominance. When they struck her, it would hurt. This should have occurred to her before now. Being with Neil and Duncan was going to be a whole new ball game.
“Having trouble deciding?” Now it was Duncan who sounded impatient.
“No.” Carolina reached into the cupboard and grabbed the first paddle that came to hand. Shaped like a table tennis bat and covered in supple tan leather, it was about the right size to cover her entire bottom cheek. By the time Neil and Duncan were finished, her skin would be glowing red. The thought scared her but beneath that fear lay a hint of excitement.
She turned to find the stocks had been pulled a few feet out from the wall so one of the men could stand in front of her. There was no need to guess what they’d be expecting of her considering the height her head would be at. The stocks were open and ready for her and Neil was dangling something from his hand. Perhaps she should have been expecting them to use a spreader bar to keep her legs apart. They’d want access to her at all times.
“Alright, sweetheart, enough stalling,” Neil said, and she wondered if she had been playing for time. “Get into position.”
Her whole body tingling with nervous anticipation, Carolina crossed the room and stood before the stocks. Handing the paddle to Duncan, she bent at the waist and rested her neck and wrists in the appropriate places on the padded leather. Duncan stepped forward and closed the top of the device, padlocking it to hold her firm. She moved her head experimentally and found she could look up and out to the sides easily enough. There would be no escape, though. Suspecting she was in for a long ride, she let her head drop, so she wouldn’t tire too soon.
Behind her, Neil crouched down and fastened one cuff of the spreader bar around her ankle. To her surprise, she loved how tightly the leather fit, almost caressing her skin. Neil took hold of her other ankle and moved her leg out to the side, widening her stance. It was just enough that she felt a slight strain in her leg muscles. Then he secured the other cuff.
“How does that feel?” Neil asked.
So far she hadn’t been pushed beyond her endurance. She felt vulnerable, of course, but something about being bound was strangely natural to her.
“Bene,” she replied.
“Good girl. Now, we’re not going to set a count. We want to test the waters and see what you can take. If you need me to stop or want a break, just say so.”
“Si, uh, sir.”
Neil chuckled.
“We’re not into sir or master of any of that. Use our names.”
Carolina smiled to herself. She liked that there was going to be a degree of informality between them. Where other women liked to call their partner by an honorific, she’d always thought it would create a distance between her and the man she was with.
“Once your pretty little bottom is nicely warmed up, we’ll fuck you. Neil’s going to take that gorgeous pink pussy and I’m claiming your mouth,” Duncan told her. “After that, well, we’ll see what happens. Is that okay with you?”
That they were even asking gave Carolina some reassurance. A comforting warmth spread through her. These men would use her body hard—she had no doubt about that—but they would also protect her. Even as she stood before them, naked and utterly exposed, she was sure of that.
“Yes, Duncan.”
Her agreement had barely left her mouth before there was a whoosh of cold air behind her. The paddle thudded across both butt cheeks with a dull thwapping sound, and she gasped. It hurt more than she’d expected, but she could deal with it.
The second time the paddle landed, striking her right buttock, she clenched her fists. She certainly felt that one. Blowing out a breath, she waited for the third stroke. This time Neil targeted the left side of her bottom and swiftly followed up with a fourth spank. Her mouth fell open and her eyes watered as she tried to cope with its impact.
“You okay?” Duncan asked.
“Si.”
Her affirmation came out on a sharp hiss. The next few blows came fast, the paddle landing on one side of her bottom and then the other. Carolina shrieked and clenched her fists. There was nothing to grab onto, no way to anchor herself. Though she knew she was quite safe, she felt like she was falling.
As the paddle fell again, she screeched loudly. Fire licked through her flesh but despite the pain, evidence of arousal pooled between her legs. Her clitoris throbbed in a steady pulse and as Neil struck her once more, her pussy clenched. Her eyes widened in surprise as she realized she was going to come. How could that be? There was a part of this she was actually enjoying. As Neil delivered another swift crack to her bottom, she moaned deeply. Pleasure and pain intertwined deep inside her and her legs began to shake. With one more smack of the paddle, she cried out as an orgasm seized her entire body. Her knees buckled and Neil quickly wrapped his arm around her waist to lend some support.
“Hold on,” Duncan said. “I’ll release you.”
“No, I need you to fuck me.” She glanced up and caught the hesitant expression on Duncan’s face. If she was honest, her request had surprised her too. She hadn’t expected a spanking to make her so desperate to be taken. “Please, I need you.”
The rasp of a zip lowering behind her told Carolina that Neil didn’t share his cousin’s uncertainty. Meeting Duncan’s eye, she darted her tongue out over her bottom lip. Apparently now convinced, Duncan kicked off his shoes, unfastened his jeans, and stripped them off along with his boxer shorts. His long, thick cock was rigid, its head an angry red. As she opened her mouth to take his shaft between her lips, Neil slammed into her from behind.
Though undeniably wet and ready for him, Carolina still whimpered as he seated himself fully inside her. Her feminine channel was stretched wide and immediately her pussy throbbed with need. While Neil gave her a moment to adjust to the unbelievable fullness, Duncan slid his cock past her lips. She licked the underside, tracing a vein that ran along its entire length. His skin was velvety, his masculine scent alluring. She sucked experimentally, trying to find what he liked.
“Harder, sweetheart,” Duncan urged.
Immediately, she did as he asked. As Duncan’s moan signaled, she’d pleased him, Neil grasped her hips tightly. He slid almost the whole way out of her and thrust back inside. Jolted forward, she was forced to take more of Duncan’s cock into her mouth. With his steely flesh touching the back of her throat and Neil driving into her from behind, she struggled for a moment to catch her breath. A tear slid down her face, but Duncan stroked her cheek to calm her, and she regained her composure.
Tangling his hand in her hair, Duncan held her in place and began to fuck her mouth as Neil plowed into her from behind. Sensation bombarded her from all sides. She wondered what she must look like, thoroughly restrained and being fucked mercilessly. It was all too much, yet not enough. Pleasure built inside her as her body carried her toward a climax. Her clitoris throbbed, her heart pounded, and yet what she craved remained just out of reach.
She whimpered as she tried to move her hips, desperate for that little bit of pressure that would send her over the edge. The unyielding restraint of the stocks and spreader bar coupled with Neil’s grip on her hips made it impossible to give her body the helping hand it needed.
Groaning as his cock swelled inside her, Neil reached beneath her body and rubbed her swollen clit until finally she got to that special place. Screaming around Duncan’s cock as she came, Carolina was barely aware of both men reaching their climax at the same time. Reflexively swallowing Duncan’s seed as it spilled into her mouth, she shuddered violently as every muscle in her body responded to the wave of ecstasy that crashed over her.
She was still shaking as Duncan released her from the stocks and Neil unfastened the cuffs of the spreader bar. Falling forward, she was caught by Duncan. He scooped her up and carried her to the bed, laying her down carefully. She hissed as her poor, tender bottom met the mattress.
“That was…” she struggled for the right word, “magnifico.”
“It was. You’re so beautiful when you come.”
“Aye,” Neil agreed, “but it’s not over yet, sweetheart.”
Carolina propped herself up on her elbows and studied the two men standing by the bed. Both now naked, though she couldn’t recall Duncan removing his shirt, they stared back at her with such intense desire she felt her tired body come to life again.
“Okay.” A gleam of challenge shone in her eyes. “So, you’ve spanked me and fucked me. What else have you boys got?”
[divider]
Neil couldn’t help grinning at her sassy attitude. Carolina was everything he wanted and more. She’d behaved beautifully during her spanking and had taken a hard fucking without complaint. There was a submissive side to her that was only to be expected from a female shifter. She understood her role was to obey her mates, yet she wasn’t afraid to issue a challenge.
When they’d agreed to take her on, Duncan was the one who’d shown the most enthusiasm, but now that he’d had his cock buried to the hilt in her snug pussy, he knew there was no other woman for him. Sinking into her had felt like coming home. They may have spoken about letting her go if things didn’t work out, but now he knew he couldn’t do that. Claiming her would be the greatest moment of his life.
“Well, sweetheart,” he replied, “for one thing, we haven’t played with those gorgeous tits of yours yet and neither of us has tasted your pussy.”
He loved that her cheeks flushed at his words. They weren’t her first lovers, he had no illusions on that score, but when she blushed like an outraged virgin, it was a beautiful sight. She sank her teeth into her bottom lip in an enticingly coy gesture as Duncan crawled onto the bed and knelt behind her. He pulled her into his arms and cupped his hands under her breasts.
“Spectacular,” Neil said, “but they’re missing something.”
He went to the cabinet at the side of the room and opened the drawer where an array of nipple clamps lay in neat rows. He’d laughed at Duncan when he insisted on laying everything out just so but now he could see the advantage in having the little toys they’d purchased for Carolina properly organized. There were bejeweled tweezer clamps with a chain running between them that would look perfect dangling from her beautiful breasts. He almost selected those, but then he saw something he’d not tried on a woman before and his eyes gleamed as he picked them up and returned to the bed.
“You aren’t new to nipple play?” he checked.
While he might be willing to push Carolina’s boundaries, he had no interest in causing her undue pain and from what he’d read, these were not for the fainthearted. He was reassured when she shook her head.
“Have you used these before?”
He opened his palm and showed her the four shiny metal balls. Confusion crossed her face but again she simply shook her head. He met the look of disapproval from Duncan with a raised eyebrow. His cousin wanted to take things slowly, but Neil was sure Carolina could cope with this and much more besides.
“These may hurt,” he warned Carolina, “but if it’s too much, I’ll remove them straight away. Do you trust me?”
“Si, I trust you,” she replied without hesitation. She looked over her shoulder at Duncan. “I trust both of you.”
She was either totally naïve or the work he and Duncan had put into making her feel safe and welcome from the moment she arrived at Glenlogie had shown her they could be relied upon. He was sure it wasn’t the former. He was glad that despite her family betraying her, she wasn’t so jaded as to think the whole world was against her. Neil was honored she chose to place her faith in him and his cousin. It made him even more determined not to let her down.
“I see you’re ready for these,” Neil remarked as he noticed her nipples had already drawn up into stiff, rosy peaks.
“I am. How do those work?”
“They’re magnetic,” Duncan explained as he caressed her breasts. “Held together on either side of your nipple by a powerful attraction.”
“Hmm,” Carolina murmured as she leaned back against Duncan’s chest.
Neil grinned as she pushed her chest out, offering her breasts to him. He leaned forward and positioned the first two steel balls at either side of her nipple. They drew together quite forcefully, and Carolina sat up, yelping. If Duncan hadn’t held her tight, she would have leapt off the bed.
“Figlio di puttana!” she cursed.
“It’s too much,” Duncan said, his hand twitching to remove the clamps.
“Give it a minute.” Neil’s tone was firm. “Look at me, Carolina.”
Panting as she fought for control, Carolina did as he instructed.
“Take a deep breath,” he told her, placing a hand on his diaphragm and demonstrating. “In and out, slowly. Now, focus. How does the clamp feel?”
“It hurts,” she whined.
“Too much?” Neil asked.
Her brow furrowed as she contemplated the question.
“No.” She sounded resolute. The glint appeared in her eye once more. “I’m sure you’ll find a way to make it better.”
“Aye, sweetheart, we will,” Duncan said. “Ready for the other one now?”
Neil shook his head at Duncan’s sudden about face. One minute he was concerned the magnetic clamps were too much and the next he couldn’t wait to put the second pair on her.
“I’m ready,” Carolina confirmed.
As Neil fitted the clamps to her taut peak Carolina groaned, but this time she made less fuss. Knowing what to expect must have allowed her to prepare herself. He stood back and admired her small but perfectly rounded breasts and the shimmering adornments he’d placed on her nipples. Her chest heaved as she sucked in a few deep breaths and then a wicked smile settled on her lips.
“Okay then, boys,” she purred. “Make me scream.”
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