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STETSON

Every muscle in my body quivered from the effort of holding myself back. I thought I’d lose it the moment those panties slid up my legs. I shifted in the chair, and came dangerously close again. My dick was cradled by a pocket of silk so soft, I didn’t know if I wanted to come or cry from the overstimulation. The lace, just as smooth, kissed my skin with each movement.

I was in so much trouble.

Even more so when leather straps touched my thighs. I gasped, instinctively flinching. Levi was quick to soothe me, combing his fingers through my hair. “You okay?”

My eyes were still shut. Levi’s voice came from my left side, and I knew Barrett was kneeling by my right. He hadn’t moved since dressing me. “Fine,” I said, breathless. “I wasn’t expecting that.”

A pair of lips brushed my forehead, chased by a scent of Levi’s cologne. “I’m sorry, sweetheart. I should have asked. Are you okay with being restrained?”

Another emphatic nod. Those two men could rip me apart and I’d thank them for it.

“Your shoulder?” Barrett questioned softly.

“Fine.”

“Tell us if they’re too tight.”

I relaxed into the chair, lifting my thighs when instructed to do so. The straps were secured to the chair, spreading my legs wide. I felt both men move, their commanding presence solidifying behind me. Directed to place my hands behind my back, I locked my fingers together. Another strap wound around my chest, crossing over my sternum and hugging my waist. My breath hitched when it was pulled taut, and a silk ribbon secured my wrists. I wiggled, testing the restraints. My chest wasn’t budging. Neither was my wrist, or my right leg. In fact, they were so tight that they pinched when I moved. My left, however, had room to spare. Enough for me to slip out of the belt if I really tried. “The left is loose,” I told them.

“We know,” they said in unison. Had I not been so fucking turned on, that would have been creepy.

“Can I open my eyes?”

“Of course you can,” came from Levi.

I slowly blinked my eyes open, the scene in front of me unfolding as my vision adjusted—and it took my breath away. My men were both shirtless, erections tenting the front of their pants. Barrett in his slacks, and Levi in his jeans. They were as different as night and day. Where Barrett had tattoos dancing over his arms and winding down his chest, Levi’s was covered in a thick layer of hair. His body was softer compared to Barrett’s athletic frame, but both of them drove me wild . They both studied me with smiles on their faces.

Curious, I followed their gazes. Leather belts restricted the movement of my legs, snaking around my thighs and secured to the chair. A matching harness crossed over my chest, keeping me from moving my upper half. My hands were cuffed behind my back. And fuck me, the panties they put me in should have been illegal. I moaned at the sensation of the soft silk brushing my oversensitive cock.

“Feel good, baby?” Levi asked me, eyes sparkling.

“Mmhmm…”

Barrett spoke next. “Ready for the next step?”

When I nodded, Levi stepped around the bed and snatched a toy from the mattress. It was huge, easily the size of my forearm, a deep green with a single on button at the bottom. Oh ! Levi slid the wand beneath the leather band on my left leg, positioning the head flush against the underside of my cock and tightening the restraint to hold it in place. The vibrations from that thing were likely to kill me in five seconds flat.

Then Levi picked up a matching remote.

I was fucked.

My responding whine transformed into a yelp when Levi pressed the power button. Squirming, I tried to find the words to beg him to turn it off. It was too much, I was too close. “Daddy!”

“It’s okay, baby,” Levi cooed. “You’re allowed to come tonight, remember?”

I did remember. Oh, trust me; I remembered. But we’d only just gotten started. I writhed in the seat, hips attempting to buck away from the wand, but the restraints were too tight. My belly tightened and tingle zipped down my spine. I squeezed my eyes shut. Levi bumped up the intensity, and that was it. “I’m coming!”

Climax slammed into me, and I shouted. Come drenched the silk pocket of my panties and spilled through the lace. My body shook, my head spun. The release went on and on, the aftershocks as strong as the orgasm itself. When I looked up again, Barrett and Levi stood there watching me. Slowly, the blood rushing through my ears quieted and the loud buzz of the toy echoed off the walls. As if that sound was what my body needed to register the wand’s presence, overstimulation hit me like a freight train.

“ Fuck! Turn it off, turn it off, turn it off,” I begged. I tried to wriggle away, but it was in vain. Damn it, Levi cranked it up. Tears pricked the corners of my eyes. It didn’t hurt. It tickled , in the most intense way. I felt like I was going to cry. Or explode. Or both. My hips rocked, with no escape from the powerful vibrations of the toy. I growled, biting down on my tongue to keep from screaming. It was too much. I couldn’t take it.

But just when my safeword formed on my lips, Levi lowered the setting and the torturous feeling subsided. The vibrator still hummed, but I wasn’t as desperate to get away.

Oh, shit. This was my consequence. I was going to get to come, but couldn’t stop until they said so.

Well, if that’s how they wanted to play it.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, hips kicking against the toy. Things were wet and sticky now, escalating the feeling. I gulped. “Are you going to watch me all night?”

They answered together. “Nope.”

“ You’re going to watch us, ” Barrett clarified.

My gaze then fell to the remaining item on the bed: lube. Waves of pleasure surged through my veins, and I grew hard again. Confident that I’d be able to last this time, I relaxed in the chair and crooked a brow at them. “What are you waiting for?”

Barrett shook his head. “You have no idea what you’re in for, Rookie.”

He climbed onto the bed on his knees, situating himself in the middle and patting the mattress in front of him. “Have a seat, Lee.”

Oh, hell. Levi was about to get fucked? My cock punched against the panties, and I told it to go the fuck back to sleep. But with the vibrator assaulting me at full speed—surely it had to be at full speed—it didn’t get the memo. So I took a deep breath, and willed myself to drag this one out.

Levi sat, and Barrett moved in close behind him. With a pleased hum, Levi let his head fall back against Barrett’s chest. Barrett ran his palms over Levi’s biceps, smoothing over the front of his chest and combing through that hair I wanted to bury my face in. He paused, rolling Levi’s nipples between his fingers. The resulting moan buzzed through my veins and sent a surge of blood to my cock. I forced myself to look down. The evidence of my first orgasm was quickly drying on the silk, but precome rivaled it and created a puddle behind the fabric. Determined, I bit my lip and refocused on my men.

Levi watched me. He pressed a button, switching the toy to a pulsing rhythm, and I gritted my teeth. Levi leaned further into Barrett’s arms, and tattooed hands continued their path down his stomach, stopping on his belt. It fell open expertly, as did the button and zipper on his jeans. Levi lifted his hips and let Barrett push the fabric off. Levi helped the process, tossing his clothes aside. I didn’t see where they went. I didn’t care. My Daddy was naked in front of me, and that was a sight I wasn’t going to miss for the world.

Another button pressed, and the vibrations heightened. My eyes rolled back in my head, but I forced my gaze forward. I was not missing this.

Metal clinked behind him, and the next thing I knew, Barrett was naked in all his tattooed glory. I focused on my breathing, fighting the urge to buck against the vibrator again. It droned on, buzzing torturously and combating the sound of my pulse in my ears. Levi backed onto the bed, situating himself on his knees and reaching back to hold Barrett close. Barret mouthed over the side of his neck, peppering kisses to the skin that Levi leaned into. Slowly, an inked-up arm crept around Levi’s chest and skated down to the erection protruding from his thighs. My hips wiggled of their own accord. I wanted to know what that hand felt like.

Levi upped the vibrations, and I squeezed my eyes shut. The threat of a second orgasm crept in, and I willed it away. No, not yet. Judging by the intensity of the fire coursing through my veins, another orgasm would likely kill me.

Barrett met my eyes over Levi’s shoulder and flashed me a sinister grin. His free hand laced through Levi’s hair and clenched. Levi hissed, wincing against the pain. But the drop of precome that dripped from his cock said that he loved it. Using that grip, Barrett gave Levi a gentle push until he braced himself on all fours. He lowered onto his forearms, presenting his gorgeous ass to Barrett. I whined, thrashing against my restraints again. I wanted to be over there. Fuck, I wanted to come again.

My dick jumped at the opportunity. I gritted my teeth, but a pathetic noise pushed through anyway.

“Ready to come again for me, baby?”

At the breathy tone in Levi’s voice, I pried my eyes open.

Oh, shit…

Levi’s thighs were spread wide. One of Barrett’s hands flattened on Levi’s lower back. Fuck me . The other disappeared between Levi’s cheeks and based on the obscene squelching noise—and the way Levi’s eyelids fluttered—Barrett was at least two fingers deep. My hips rocked of their own accord, my body no longer mine to control.

Everything I had belonged to the two men in front of me.

Sparks danced in my vision, and a second orgasm ripped through me. I fought it tooth and nail, but that damned vibrator sped up even more. My hips hitched, my pace falling uneven. Come spurted through the material once more, drenching the toy and dribbling down my thigh. In anticipation of the uncomfortable sensation, I gritted my teeth, biting my tongue to keep myself from begging.

But it didn’t last long.

“Oh, fuck! Please, Daddy!” I shouted, no longer caring if anyone on the floor below heard. “Turn it off. Please turn it off.”

He didn’t. Levi’s growl matched mine as I assumed Barrett brushed his prostate.

In fact, the vibrations got even stronger. I screamed, the sound rattling off the walls and making my throat sore. “Fuck,” I panted. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”

My eyes burned with the threat of tears… and then it was over. The vibrations slowed, and I sighed in relief. The sensation was barely a tickle now, but still enough to make my hips kick in their confines. “Please,” I begged. “Please, Daddy. Can I have a break?”

My breaths came in heavy pants, my lungs aching and desperate for oxygen. The vibrator didn’t slow, but Levi spoke. “Are you using your safeword, Stetson?”

I thought about it. I truly thought about it. But the overwhelming tickle faded, and the vibrations felt good again. Considering the fact that I may have lost my mind, I shook my head. “No, Daddy.”