Pleasing Her Racy Doms [Racy Nights 6] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) Read online

  Thayer’s erection pressed up against her ass crack, and Cherilyn let out a loud exhale as he began to grind it against her. When Evan pulled off her workout top, she whispered incomprehensible words as his fingers twisted her nipples into taut peaks. Passion raced like tiny electric jolts across her skin, stinging and burning. Her entire body was on fire. She’d do anything these two men wanted.

  Behind her, Thayer let go of her ass long enough to tear off his shirt, and then he moved his hands to the waistband of her workout pants. When he tugged them off, her panties came with them. He took off her socks and shoes as well. As Evan took off his shirt, Thayer grabbed her breasts from behind and kneaded them until she thought she’d go out of her mind with need.

  Her breath came in short gasps as she watched Evan take off his shoes, socks, and pants. He tore off his boxers and a thick, red dick sprang out, pointing straight at her, twitching and ready.

  “On your knees, Cherilyn.”

  His voice was soft but commanding, and it sent waves of tiny contractions straight to her soaking wet pussy. This was really going to happen. She dropped to her knees and wrapped her hands around his cock, licking up and down the shaft in slow, unhurried strokes. She loved the salty, musky taste, and hoped Thayer would let her give him a blow job as well. She didn’t have to wait long to find out.

  She heard the rustling of clothing, and then Thayer was standing next to Evan, his dick just as big and red and ready. She took it in one hand and kept her other one on Evan’s, alternating between the men. They made sexy noises in the backs of their throats as she licked them. Her pussy was soaking wet now, and her clit had begun to throb. If these two knew how many times she’d imagined doing this they’d be shocked. Or, maybe not.

  “That feels fantastic,” said Thayer. “Stand up.”

  She did as he asked, and he cupped her face with both hands, staring into her eyes with so much intensity she wasn’t sure if she should be fearful or even more aroused than she was right now. When he kissed her, fireworks exploded inside her head. His tongue moved over hers in delicious ways as Evan kneaded her ass cheeks.

  When Evan slapped each one, she moaned loudly into Thayer’s open mouth and pushed her body backward toward him, wanting more. These two were Doms in a BDSM club. Would they do things to her that they did to submissives in the club? Could she handle that? She wasn’t sure what to expect, or what her reactions might be, but she wanted to find out.

  Thayer released her mouth. “Did you like that?” he asked quietly. “Did you like Evan spanking you?”

  She nodded, unable to find her voice.

  “I didn’t quite hear you, Cherilyn.” The tone of his voice nearly made her come. It made it impossible to disobey, and sent shock waves racing across her skin once again.

  “Yes. Yes, I liked it.”

  “Come with us. We need a bit more room than this storeroom affords.”

  She took Thayer’s hand and followed him back into the gym. He flipped the light switches off. Now, the only illumination came from the streetlights along the river walk outside. She’d never been in the gym while it was dark, but Thayer seemed to know where he was going. He led her to the wall behind the squat racks and pushed her against it, pinning her body with his.

  “Don’t worry about being seen. The glass is reflective. No one outside can see in here, even with the lights off.”

  As if she gave a shit about that right now. He kissed her again, and his dick pressed up against her lower abdomen. She was out of her mind with need. His fingers tangled in her hair, and he gave it a tug. Not hard enough to actually hurt, but just enough so that she knew he meant business. She could hear Evan moving close to them, but she didn’t want to break the spell to see what he was doing.

  Thayer released the kiss and took her hand. “Come over here.”

  She didn’t answer him. She couldn’t. This was like an erotic dream, only it was more vivid than any dream she’d ever had, and if she was sleeping, she hoped she never woke up. He led her to the reverse incline board that had been placed at approximately a thirty-degree incline, so that when she lay prone against it as he’d told her to do, she was still upright but tilted.

  “Put your arms over your head, Cherilyn.” She did as Thayer asked, struggling to breathe. Were they going to tie her to the board? The possibilities raced through her mind at lightning speed as they placed wide latex exercise bands around each wrist, and then tied the ends to the ladder behind the board.

  Evan winked at her. “Have to use what equipment we have here.”

  “Spread your legs.” Thayer’s voice washed over her like warm honey. How could she refuse him anything? Once her legs were shoulder-width apart, they did the same thing to her ankles, tying an exercise band around each ankle and then fastening it to the ladder. She was bound tightly against the board, but not uncomfortable. Her feet were still planted firmly on the floor so that she wouldn’t slide off.

  “Are you all right?” asked Thayer, nuzzling her neck.

  “Yes,” she whispered. This was the most erotic thing she’d ever done.

  “If anything scares you, or you need to change positions, or you simply want us to stop, all you need to do is say so. Understood?”

  “Okay.”

  Evan moved into her line of vision. “We’re not going to hurt you, Cherilyn. We only want to make you squirm with pleasure.”

  “All right.”

  Hands were on her back, her ass cheeks, and her thighs, caressing and squeezing and groping. Cherilyn moaned and struggled against the bonds, but they’d done a great job, considering. She couldn’t move very much. A hard slap came down on each ass cheek at the same time, and she realized they were both spanking her together. The image was so damn sexy that she cried out as tiny contractions filled her pussy.

  Every few smacks they’d go back to caressing her, and soon her ass cheeks were stinging nicely, but it didn’t really hurt. She had a lot of muscle back there. But it aroused her more than she’d have ever believed, and she wanted more.

  “We need something stronger,” muttered Thayer.

  She couldn’t see them, but she heard them rummaging around the gym. When they finally finished, Thayer moved into her line of vision and held up a thin resistance band with grips at either end. “This might sting nicely. What do you think?”

  Cherilyn just stared at it. He doubled it up and swung it against her right ass cheek so only the band struck her, and she yelped at the sting. “I asked you a question.”

  “Yes. Yes it stings.”

  “More than my hand?”

  “Yes.”

  “Good.” He gave her a quick rough kiss and she moaned into his mouth. When he released it, he gave her a sexy grin and then moved aside to let Evan show her what he intended to use on her ass.

  “This isn’t weighted, but it should get the job done.” He held up a wooden dowel rod, and before Cherilyn could say anything, he struck her across both ass cheeks with it. It hurt like crazy, but she loved the heavy thudding sensation.

  Both men moved out of her line of vision and she tensed, waiting. They took turns, and soon her ass cheeks were seriously on fire, and her pussy was sopping wet. She rocked her hips into the board with each strike and discovered that she could massage her clit by doing so. As her climax built, fueled by the burning on her ass cheeks, the guys must have realized what she was doing.

  Thayer moved close to her left ear. “We haven’t given you permission to come, Cherilyn. If you do, we’ll add so many swats you’ll be begging us to stop. Understood?”

  “Yes.” She nearly came at the sound of his voice. From that point on, it became more of a struggle to prevent her impending climax than to handle the pain in her ass cheeks. Her cries filled the space, echoing against the walls as they continued torturing her ass.

  The pain was intense, but the pleasure it produced was unlike anything she’d felt before. It was like a crazy rush of endorphins from a seriously ass-kicking workout, times ten
. Tears rolled down her cheeks as emotions rose to the surface and spilled over. When they finally stopped, she was panting and sweat dripped down her back and arms.

  “Very good, Cherilyn.” Thayer planted soft kisses on her left ass cheek and Evan did the same on her right.

  “Rock your hips back a bit,” said Evan. She did, and then she heard Thayer move away. When he returned, he positioned a large, rolled-up towel under her hips so that her ass was now up in the air. “That’s better.” Evan cupped her pussy from behind and Cherilyn screamed. She was so close to orgasm that she didn’t think she could hold off any longer.

  “Please…please.”

  “What do you want?” asked Thayer, trailing his fingers along the side of her breast. “Tell us.”

  “Let me come…please…”

  “What do you think, Evan?”

  He rubbed a finger along her ass crack, slowly past her wetness, and over her clit. It began to contract in tiny spasms, and Cherilyn tried to get free of her bonds, but it was pointless. “Well, I don’t know.”

  “Oh, God, please,” she yelled. “Please. I’ll do anything you want.”

  Evan chuckled. “Cherilyn, you’d better not say that. You don’t know what you’re getting yourself into.”

  “I don’t care. I mean it. Just please…please let me come.”

  “Okay,” said Thayer. “Let her come, Evan. And then we’ll make her remember she did say ‘anything.’”

  Chapter Four

  Cherilyn’s screams were so loud she was certain they could be heard outside. Evan rubbed her clit and pushed two long fingers into her pussy. The orgasm went on forever, and still he didn’t stop. Thayer took a turn, and she began to moan again, but not only from pleasure. They were going to torture her with climaxes.

  “Let’s turn her around.” Evan’s voice was raspy and thick.

  “Great idea.”

  They untied her, gave her some water to drink, and made sure she had no wounds on her wrists or ankles from the bands. She asked to use the bathroom, and Thayer told her if she wasn’t back in ninety seconds he’d put her over his knee and spank her so hard she’d cry. She believed him.

  When she returned, they tied her to the board again, facing them this time. They’d also decreased the incline so that she was almost lying flat now. Thayer moved a weight bench over to sit on and began to suck her nipples, pulling on them and gently biting them. All Cherilyn could do was close her eyes and let the sensations wash over her.

  Evan knelt between her legs and began to lick her pussy then her clit. He pushed his fingers inside her again and she couldn’t take any more. It was so overwhelming, and she’d never been this aroused. What would it feel like if they fucked her? She’d probably pass out. When they changed places she knew she was in deep, deep trouble. They could keep this up for hours, apparently. How would ordinary sex with one man ever compare to this?

  Thayer kissed her, and then he straddled her chest and teased her lips with the head of his dick. She’d never given anyone a blow job while restrained, and a sliver of fear tried to push its way in, but she sent it packing. He wouldn’t hurt her. She was certain of it. She opened her mouth to let his dick inside, and he groaned loudly as she closed her lips around it.

  She heard the sound of a condom wrapper. Where had those come from? Did it matter? Evan gently slid his dick into her pussy and Cherilyn tried to scream, but of course she couldn’t. He fucked her slowly, rubbing her clit with his fingers at the same time, and her climax was crazy when it came.

  Thayer fucked her mouth gently, and when he pulled out he kissed her roughly and deeply for long moments. She watched him put on a condom, and then Evan pulled out of her pussy and tore off his condom. He straddled her chest, and she took his dick into her mouth as Thayer plunged his into her pussy.

  Cherilyn had watched enough porn to wonder what this would be like, and she’d always imagined it would be cold and clinical. It wasn’t. It was emotional and amazing, and it felt so fucking good that she could barely breathe. When Evan pulled out of her mouth he gazed at her with so much tenderness in his eyes that she almost started to cry. He kissed her gently and then Thayer pulled out of her pussy and took off his condom.

  The men exchanged a quick glance, and then a wide grin spread across Thayer’s face as he picked up two thin resistance bands and tossed one to Evan.

  “What are you going to do with those?”

  “You said ‘anything.’” Thayer’s voice held a note of warning. “Are you going back on your word, Cherilyn?”

  “No.”

  “Don’t be afraid.” Evan’s voice was as full of tenderness as was his gaze. “If you don’t like it, we’ll stop.”

  “Don’t like what?”

  “This.” Thayer doubled up the band as he’d done before and slapped her left breast with it. She let out a gasp and was shocked to find that although it really stung, it also sent her arousal to insane heights. “She likes it.”

  “Oh, God…”

  Evan hit her right breast, and then the men struck them both together. Cherilyn was out of her mind with need. When Evan moved between her legs and brought the band down on her pussy, her moans and cries became whimpers as she begged them again to let her come.

  They didn’t hit her nipples and pussy with the bands as long as they’d spanked her ass cheeks, but when they were done, her entire body was on fire again. Both men put on condoms and took turns fucking her pussy rough and hard. The orgasm tore through her, draining her of all coherent thought. All she could do was stare at their gorgeous faces, straining with need, while they took turns slamming into her.

  “Cherilyn, we’re going to come on your tits.” Thayer’s voice came out in quick gasps.

  “Yes. Anything.”

  With a groan, he pulled out of her pussy, tore off his condom, and stood next to her left breast, pulling on his dick. Evan took off his condom as well, and then stood on the other side of her and did the same thing to his cock. She was fascinated watching the veins stand out on their necks and the muscles bulge in their forearms as they stroked and pulled.

  Within minutes, two hot streams of cum shot onto her nipples and abs. She sighed and watched their faces, wondering how she’d ever be able to look them in the eyes again when life returned to normal and she was once again only a gym member. And she’d certainly never look at this incline board, or resistance bands, in quite the same way.

  They untied her, moved the board into a flat position, and took turns holding her on their laps and stroking her soaked hair, back and bruised ass cheeks. They kissed her mouth and her sore nipples. She hadn’t expected such loving, tender gestures afterwards, and it made her sad to realize that by tomorrow, this would probably be no more than an erotic memory for both of them.

  “We’d better get dressed,” said Thayer. “Do you need a ride home?”

  She shook her head, wishing she could think of something magical to say that would prolong the evening. But both men were already putting the equipment back in its place, and glancing around at the mess from the benefit that they’d left before starting this adventure with her.

  “We didn’t finish cleaning up,” she said. “I’m sorry.”

  “Well I’m not,” said Evan. “We’ll finish in the morning before we open. Cherilyn, thank you.” He pulled her into his arms and she had to dig her nails into her palms not to cry. When Thayer did the same, Cherilyn thought she was going lose it, and she pulled out of his embrace.

  “I’ll go and get dressed.” She forced her feet to keep moving toward the storeroom, even though she had the feeling once again that they were watching her. She scooped up her workout clothes and took them into the locker room. Once she was dressed again, she retrieved her dress and purse from her locker and went back out into the gym.

  The guys were already dressed and busy cleaning up the decorations that had been put up around the gym. “Are you sure you don’t want some help?” She sounded desperate. Surely they would not
ice.

  “No.” Evan smiled at her, but it was more of an indulgent grin, not the sexy smiles he’d given her mere minutes ago. She could still taste his mouth on hers and feel his cock inside her. “We’re just getting this crepe paper off the sprinklers for the night. Go home and get some sleep, Cherilyn.”

  “All set,” said Thayer. He clapped Evan on the back. “Let’s get out of here. It’s been a long day.” He turned his gaze to Cherilyn, but gone was the lust in his eyes. Now, he merely looked agitated, as if he couldn’t wait to get out of this building. “Want us to walk you out?”

  She shook her head. It took every ounce of strength she had not to cry. “I’ll be fine. Thank you, both of you.”

  “No, thank you, Cherilyn. It was wonderful.”

  Yes, it had been. But it would never be repeated, and clearly they weren’t interested in anything else. Cherilyn had never had a one-night stand in her life, and certainly not with two guys. How the hell would she ever look them in the eyes again? Why didn’t this stupid one-horse town have another gym? How would she walk in here again without feeling like the biggest chump ever born?

  “Good night.” She gave them one last desperate glance, but it was clear from the way they averted their gazes and shifted their bodies that they wanted her to leave. She pushed open the doors and sucked in huge gulps of cool night air. A soft breeze blew off the river, bringing with it the smell of fish and other things she couldn’t identify, but that were so familiar they comforted her. She’d lived with these smells her entire life. She’d lived in this town her entire life. Every memory she had was here.

  She glanced back toward the gym as she slid into her car and realized they’d been right. She couldn’t see a thing inside with the lights off. As Cherilyn started to cry and put the car into drive, she was relieved to know that at the very least, no one in Racy would ever know that she’d just made a fucking fool of herself with Evan Rydell and Thayer Denning. She could hold this secret in her heart for the rest of her life without ever having to be embarrassed by it or enduring everyone’s sideways pity glances as they whispered how the lonely, horny widow of Chuck Barker had fucked both owners of The Fit Bod one night.