Page 62 of Brandishing Balance (Devil’s Psychos MC #3)

Jason

W atching Maya gracefully drop to her knees was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. The trust in her eyes as she lowered her body, the slight smirk on her lips, like she knew exactly what she was doing to us. Fuck, she was a God damned Goddess, and I was ready to worship every inch of her body.

I turned to Marcos, watching as he swallowed thickly, his eyes never leaving Maya. I nodded at him as he met my eyes. Yeah, he felt it.

Straightening, Marcos nodded back and pulled on the ropes in his hands, giving them an experimental tug. They were of professional quality, already treated and conditioned—they would be soft against Maya’s skin while holding up to the strength and quality needed for suspension play.

I took a step back and walked over to the chair next to door, so I had a direct line of sight as Marcos circled Maya with the ropes.

Nico took up post on the opposite wall, leaning back to watch closely.

Marcos’s fingers dragged over Maya’s skin in a sinful caress.

She shivered as her skin pebbled with anticipation.

She kept her posture and patience, though, while she waited.

Marcos dragged it out, turning it into a sensual dance as he slowly touched and caressed, taking his time as he wrapped the rope around her ankle and calf, tying knots as he went.

He created a harness out of the knots and rope as he worked her lower body.

Maya’s breaths were still deep and languid. I made sure to watch for a hitch in her breath or any change in its rhythm. I made sure to keep cognizant of the scene as a whole—something I never did years ago.

Marcos and Maya fell into the zone, both of them falling into their sub and Dom space—neither of them fully aware of what was happening around them. It was why it was imperative that all of us stayed vigilant during the scene. There were too many variables.

As Marcos worked up Maya’s body, he tucked her arms up behind her so she was grabbing her elbows, before he continued with the ropes. Once he created two separate harnesses out of the ropes and Maya’s body was covered in knots over her clothes, Marcos tilted her head up to look at him.

From across the room, I could see how dilated her eyes were, how quickly she was already falling into subspace. His thumb ran over her lower lip and she waited for direction. “Good girl,” Marcos murmured.

Nico shifted against the wall, adjusting his cock his in pants.

Marcos slid his thumb past Maya’s lips and smirked. “Such an obedient little thing.”

Maya whimpered and sucked his thumb, her cheeks hollowing out as her eyelids fell to half-mast.

Marcos pulled his thumb from her mouth and circled around her.

He grabbed yet another rope and began looping it through the harnesses he made.

Soon Maya was hanging from the I-beam, dangling in the middle of the room.

Her hips and shoulders were hung from separate ropes, using carabiner’s to be able to adjust her height or angle.

It was a thing of beauty and Marcos was a pro.

"Hot damn," Nico groaned as he kicked off the wall and began to circle Maya’s body slowly.

Maya lifted her head to look around the dimly lit room at us. She licked her lips as her eyes tracking Nico.

“Gentlemen, it seems we caught ourselves a toy to play with,” Marcos said.

“We should have stripped her bare,” I muttered, my voice raspy.

“We’ll cut the clothes from her body when we need to.” Marcos smirked.

Maya’s eyes closed and her head fell forward, dangling.

Nico chuckled softly. “Look at this little dreamer all strung up for me to use. Plump lips and juicy ass just waiting to be taken.” Nico flipped Maya’s skirt up over her hips so her bare ass was on display, and gave it a healthy smack.

“Ohhh,” Maya moaned.

I snickered and moved closer to her slightly spinning body. Grabbing a handful of her ass, I squeezed the glorious globe and slipped my fingers close to her asshole, teasing her. “Please,” she whimpered.

“Mmm, what are our rules, Darlin’?” I squeezed her ass tighter.

Again, she whimpered. “Please, sir.”

I patted her ass. “Better, but I asked you a question.”

“Don’t talk unless spoken to in a scene, always address you as Sir or Master, never ride share, and always text when I’m leaving work.”

I grinned. “Good girl. And right now, you broke two rules.”

She moaned and we laughed.

“Yeah, Darlin’. Time to receive your punishment.

” I walked over to the wall of paddles and picked up a pretty tame red padded flogger.

I was going to warm her up with it, then Nico would come in and use his hand for a little extra stinging sensation, before Marcos will finish off the spanking session with something a little sharper—a Florentine flogger with all the whips trailing off the handle.

We were recreating that to a point. We were not going to go overboard with our spanking at all; hopefully we’d never do that again.

I wasn’t lying to her when I said we’d been seeing a sex therapist and also going to every single class that Sinister offered.

There was a lot of learning we still needed to do, but I felt confident that we would only build a better relationship through it all.

“I want you to count and thank me for each smack to this luscious ass.” I spoke deeply, keeping my voice gravely as I squeezed her ass again. I loved watching the shivers as they ran down her spine, my voice working through her body, turning her on.

“Yes, Sir.” Her voice is soft, throaty. My cock jumped in my pants at the sound of it.

“That’s right, Darlin’.” I moved behind her with the red leather flogger. I rubbed the smooth surface over her ass before I swung back my hand and hit her smack on the ass with a heavy thud that made both ass cheeks jiggle.

“One. Thank you, Sir.” Her voice came out breathy and made my cock fucking jump again. Fucking hell, I was not going to survive this without coming in my pants.

I hit her again, this time choosing the left cheek.

“Two. Thank you, Sir.” Her voice was a little even breathier than before. “Three. Thank you, Sir.”

I grinned and rubbed her ass, feeling the heat. “Doing so good, Darlin’. So fucking good for me, taking your punishment like a good girl.”

Maya whined and lifted her head.

I motioned at Marcos and he immediately lifted her upper body so her head wasn’t dangling anymore. I lifted her chin with my fingers and smirked down at her blown pupils. “Such a needy little thing.”

She kept her mouth shut, but the look she sent me made me grin wickedly.

Licking my lower lip, I raised my eyebrows waiting to see if she’d break another rule, but she didn’t.

I leaned into her face and pressed a kiss to her lips before I circled back around her and smacked her ass again without warning, harder than I had been.

Her gasp was music to my ears and I smacked her ass again before she could even count.

“Ohhh, four. Thank you, Sir. Five. Thank you, sir.” Her eyes were closed as she panted.

I handed the flogger off to Nico who grabbed it immediately, while I slid my fingers through her very wet folds. “There’s a good girl. So wet for us.”

Maya moaned and swallowed thickly.

I pushed two fingers into her core and pressed on her front wall, circling her g-spot.

Again, she whimpered.

“Be a good girl for Nico and take your punishment. Remember, no coming until we say so.” I pulled my fingers out of her as she panted.

It takes everything in me to step back and let Nico take charge of the scene. Maya’s eyes tracked me as I walked back and leaned against the wall in front of her. She had no idea that Nico was behind her.

I kept my eyes on her, smirking slightly as I watched her chest rise and fall rapidly.

The new upright position made her skirt fall around her hips again, so Nico had to aim for her upper thigh instead.

The sound of his hand slapping her thigh rang out through the room and Maya jerked against her bindings as she cried out.

Nico waited.

Maya quickly spoke up. “One. Thank you, Sir.”

“Good girl, Little Dreamer.” Nico pulled up her skirt and tucked the hem into the waistband, holding it up and out of the way, leaving lot of bare skin on display. He quickly slapped her ass again, making the beautiful globes bounce.

Maya spun on her ropes, but Nico rested a hand on her shoulder and guided her back into place. “Two. Thank you, Sir.”

Smack.

“Three. Thank you, Sir.” Maya’s breaths came out in softly whimpers and I had to check her face as she shifted against the ropes. She looked so serene, so at peace, even with the stinging pain from Nico’s palm.

Nico alternated his next two hits, aiming for both upper thighs. Maya jolted and cried out, her eyes closed tightly.

“Four. Thank you, Sir. Five. Thank you, Sir.” She panted and whimpered the words.

Nico grinned wickedly. “So fucking good for us.” He roughly grabbed her jaw and kissed her passionately, claiming her mouth in a filthy kiss.

Maya moaned as he pulled away, her face leaning toward him as if she were chasing his mouth.

Nico laughed and stepped away, joining me against the wall. He propped a foot up on the wall and crossed his arms over his chest as he settled in for the wait.

Maya

My ass and thighs were on fire, heat radiating and a slight throbbing emanated from them, making my core clench down on nothing. Fuck, I needed to be fucked. I still had to go through Marcos’s punishment if they were truly recreating that night.

It was hard to feel like I was strung up in our forest back at the house.

With the lights down low, it was hard not to imagine the scene they had set, besides the fact that they left my clothes on this time and I wasn’t wearing a blindfold or been drugged.

OK, a lot was different, but my mind was able to fall into that subspace mindset and make believe.

Marcos walked over and stopped in front of me, a dark look in his chocolate eyes. “Mi Vida, you ready for your punishment?”

I nodded immediately. “Yes, Sir.”