Crafty Bastards by Tymber Dalton
“That’s right, baby,” Max said. “Stuffed so full. We’re going to get you nice and deep in subspace and inflate that dildo a little more. You can take it. Just think, it’s the first step to you being able to take both our cocks in your pussy.
She gasped, the mental image almost enough to drive her over the edge except Sean had stopped playing with her clit. He delivered a stinging smack with a paddle.
Max knelt in front of her again, pulling his fingers from her mouth and kissing her. “How’s the frame feel, baby?”
She could barely form thoughts, much less words. “Green,” she whispered.
He smiled. “Good enough for now.” He stood and presented his erect cock. She opened wide. He grabbed her head and started fucking her mouth, knowing how deep he could go without choking her.
“Seeing you strapped into this, baby, I know I can blow a couple of times this morning, at least. So you’re going to be a good girl and swallow every last drop of this first load. The next one goes in your ass.”
Sean paused every few hits to reach below her and tweak her clit. Not enough to get her off, but enough that her body clenched around the toys buried inside her, making her moan. The nipple clamps were connected by a chain, and that swung with every smack, adding another dimension to her torture.
She slid head-first into deep subspace, wanting it all and craving more. They wanted her. She’d take every last bit of what they gave her and more, just to feel it.
Barely aware when Sean added a couple of pumps to the dildo inside her pussy, all she knew was she couldn’t wait for them to try it. This was better than any of her fantasies.
Way better.
Because they loved her.
Time flowed, her increasingly hot ass striped by fresh cane marks overlaying the ones from the previous night, her desire ratcheted up higher than she ever remembered.
Max shoved his cock deep into her throat when he came, holding there as she swallowed and only easing out enough to let her breathe again once he’d emptied his balls.
“Good job, baby,” he hoarsely said. “Get me hard again.”
Unable to use her hands, she eagerly worked her lips, her tongue over his shaft, sucking, wanting to please him. All the while her cries from each of Sean’s impacts were muffled around his cock. Once he was hard again, he pulled out and switched places with Sean.
“Open wide, baby,” Sean said. “Gonna fuck that sweet mouth of yours.”
He did just that while Max picked up a new implement and went after her thighs with it. She was aware of Max inflating the dildo a little more. Then he pinched her clit between his thumb and index finger with one hand and kept smacking her ass with the other.
She exploded. As she screamed in pleasure, Sean fucked her mouth faster, deeper, shooting his load down her throat even as she was sobbing, the pain and pleasure now a delicious mix she never wanted to be free of.
“Oh, baby,” Max said. “Now you know what that means.” He pulled the butt plug out of her. She only had a minute to process that before he’d replaced it with his condom-clad cock, shoving it deep and hard inside her and triggering another orgasm in her.
“Shit,” Sean said, giggling. “She just came again.”
“Good,” Max said, taking long, hard, deep strokes. “I wouldn’t mind trying to train her to orgasm from giving us blow jobs.”
“Ooh,” Sean said. “I like that idea.”
Cali moaned in agreement, beyond words. The feel of Max’s thighs against her sore ass kept her pleasure simmering, ready to explode again.
“Hook it up,” Max said.
Sean pulled his revived cock from her mouth and did something. The vibration reverberated through the frame as it felt like he hooked something to it.
There was a moment’s recognition before the click and familiar hum of the nail driver, but set to low.
Long, deep moans erupted from her. This kind of orgasm wasn’t the intense burst that would make her safeword. This was the kind she couldn’t escape from, that never seemed to end.
“There you go,” Max said. “Enjoy it, because once I’m done, Sean’s going to fuck your ass, too.”
Enjoy it? Hell, she couldn’t get enough of it. Every thrust made her clit bump the vibrator. The inflatable dildo inside her pressed against her G-spot, and combined with his cock fucking her ass, it was unlike anything she’d ever dreamed.
Max’s thrusts sped up. “Getting close, Sean. Get ready to take my place.” She felt him come, disappointed when he withdrew a moment later, then another moan from her when Sean’s cock replaced it.
Sean wanted hard and fast. “Look at you, so helpless and enjoying it. Aren’t you, baby? Is this what you wanted? Being used as our sweet little fuck toy?”
Oh, hell yeah. “Please don’t stop,” she managed to gasp.
Max laughed. “Oh, we’re not stopping until you safeword. You want to remember this morning? Well, I guarantee you, you will.”
Sean didn’t last as long in her ass as Max had. Once he pulled out, the butt plug was immediately put back into place. Followed by more cane strokes across her ass and thighs. Max varied the strength, light and then hard, painful and caressing.
Cali was vaguely aware of Sean saying something to Max, who said, “Okay. Do it.” Max laid the cane in his hand across her ass. “Big finish, baby. This is going to hurt.”
The nail driver switched from low to high as Max took several hard, vicious swings with the cane. Pleasure and pain once again exploded in her brain until she couldn’t tell the two apart any longer. Sobbing, twisting, screaming, finally she gave in.
“Red!”
Everything stopped. So suddenly it almost felt like she was falling. They must have had the vibrator plugged into a power strip Sean could kill with the flick of a switch. The butt plug and inflatable dildo were removed, and strong hands quickly unhooked her from the frame, cradling her, carrying her over to the couch where they cuddled with her.
Then, the tears.
Of joy and relief more than subspace. She groped for their hands, pulling them to her chest and holding them there, grateful she hadn’t fucked up whatever this was.
Because she knew she wanted to spend the rest of her life just like this, with these two especially crafty bastards.
Max stroked her forehead. “Like it?”
She sighed. “Love it. Love you both.”
They squeezed her hands, and in unison said, “Love you, too.”
Chapter Eighteen
Three months later, and they’d moved past the incident. Cali knew she’d never take the two men for granted again, never doubt them or their love for her.
Once Kel and Mallory learned what Lydia had done, Kel, Venture’s landlord, had a talk with Derrick, the club’s owner and his friend.
Lydia ended up with a lifetime ban.
Immediately, Lydia started ranting on FetLife, not naming names but saying how it was unfair people were conspiring about her and telling lies.
It was funny to watch her friend count plummet like a rock in a swimming pool as locals unfriended her when word got around what she’d tried, as well as the full truth about her trying to out the men from before.
After a couple of days, Lydia’s profile disappeared.
Cali refused to give her any more mental energy, blocking the account Lydia had used to originally contact her.
Baxter, who now had his own FetLife account, had become something of an Internet star himself. His Facebook page had over eight thousand likes, and their orders were steadily growing. Cali had actually made the decision to resign from her job at the shelter in order to take over running the TCBT business, including making toys.
It was one of the scariest things she’d ever done, but the men truly seemed to appreciate it, and the paycheck she now earned from the webstore easily replaced her pay from the animal shelter.
Whatever Max and Sean had planned for their collaring ceremony, they weren’t saying. All she knew was that they wo
They also told her since they didn’t have the usual Dominant and submissive dynamic that they would make sure the ceremony reflected it. That they were collaring each other as equals.
She was good with that.
They had forgiven her and not thrown her mistrust in her face. If anything, they worked harder. While that relieved her, it also made her feel worse.
They didn’t want a huge to-do for their ceremony. In fact, they scheduled it to happen right before a regular Saturday night play session at Venture.
Cali was a little disappointed Abbey and Gilo couldn’t be there, but they’d gone out of town on a pre-planned vacation they couldn’t change. She liked it when Gilo contributed his little ad-libs to the ceremonies.
Loren, as always, conducted their ceremony for them. She held a large, manila envelope in her hand, as well as the ring box.
“Gilo and Abbey send their love and congratulations,” Loren said. “But apparently they made alternate arrangements through Tilly.”
Cali glanced at their friend, who stood off to the side, an iPad in her hand and a wicked grin on her face.
“We seem to have an abundance of switches lately,” Loren said. “Must be something in the water.” Everyone chuckled. “But as always, all that matters is that the people involved in the dynamic are happy and know what the hell is going on, even if it confuses the rest of us in the process.” She smiled, waiting for more laughter to dwindle. “These guys have something very special for you, and something outside the normal range of what’s done. But it kind of goes along with the whole charting your own course theme.”
She handed the envelope to Max, who opened it. He withdrew a sheaf of papers, handing some of them to Sean.
Max started. “Sean and I love each other. You know how we started, but we know how we’d like our life to continue, with you in it, a full partner in love, in life, in business. Without you, we wouldn’t have the joy we now have. And without you, we wouldn’t be where we are today.”
“And Baxter,” Tilly called out.
Sean laughed. “And Baxter,” he chimed in.
Max agreed. “And Baxter.” He held out the papers to show her. “This is the paper we’re filing Monday, adding you onto our house as an owner.”
Shock filled her, her vision blurring as she read the document. Sure enough, it was a request to add her on.
Sean held up more papers. “This is the paperwork to add you to our trust, which covers our financials, our cars, everything else except the business. And to give you a power of attorney for both of us in case anything happens, to make decisions for us on our behalf.”
More tears, shock rendering her speechless.
“And this,” Max added, showing her one last set of papers, “is what we’re filing to add you to the corporation as an officer and shareholder, and to the business banking accounts.”
“We’re doing this,” Sean said, “because we can’t both marry you. Hell, he and I can’t legally marry each other yet, even though that law is probably going to fall soon. So the next best thing we knew we could do was to add you, legally, to every other aspect of our lives. So you know that we aren’t interested in letting you get away. That we value you not just for what you do for us, but who you are to us.”
“That we love you,” Max said. “And want to spend the rest of our lives with you.”
“Forever,” Sean said. “Not just because we love you, but because we trust you and respect you, too.”
She nodded, unable to hold back her tears. “Yes,” she cried, letting them embrace her, kissing them. This had far exceeded anything she’d dreamed of them doing. Max held her left hand while Sean slid the ring onto her finger.
It took her a moment to compose her thoughts. Everything she’d thought she would say had flown out the window. “I didn’t think I’d ever be able to trust again,” she said. “And you two proved me wrong. You proved that not only do dreams come true, but so do fantasies. And never in my wildest fantasy did I ever come anywhere close to dreaming something as good as we have. Thank you for loving me, for trusting me, and for being patient with me when I was stupid.”
That got a laugh from the audience.
With a trembling hand, she managed to get their rings onto their fingers, each man holding the other’s hand as she slid the rings on.
Loren looked at Tilly. “Your turn.”
She swiped something on the iPad, then held it up. On it, Gilo and Abbey were smiling at the camera. Together, they said, “Switches rule, bitches! And congratulations!” They waved before the short video ended, and the audience erupted in laughter.
Tilly held up a hand for silence. “They said if you guys ever have a wedding, or handfasting, they’ll be happy to make up for not being here in person today.”
“So that done,” Loren said, “I wish you congratulations.”
The men kissed Cali and then each other. Standing between them, she clasped hands with them. “Thank you,” she said.
Sean and Max wore identical smiles. “Oh, you thank us now,” Sean said. “Just wait till we get your sweet little ass home and have our way with you.”
“There’s a reason we took off Monday and Tuesday from work,” Max said. “You will likely be walking funny, and we’ll have to take care of the shipping for you while you recover.”
Pleasant flutters churned at her clit, anticipation amping up. She suspected what they might have in store, but one thing she’d learned from these two was that they had a knack for blowing her mind, and her expectations, right into orbit.
She wouldn’t have it any other way.
Chapter Nineteen
Cali didn’t know who was more eager to get home, her or the guys.
Baxter met them at the door and Max ended up being the one to take care of his food and litter pan. The star of their website seemed to realize it and was acting more and more like a spoiled brat.
And Max had apparently become his new favorite person.
Once they were all naked and in bed, the men rolled her onto her back and spread her legs wide. She was already wet both in anticipation and from their not-so-subtle teasing all night long.
She had a feeling what was on the agenda.
Sean crawled between her legs, going down on her while Max tormented her nipples, pinching them, making her even wetter. “Tonight, baby, we do what we’ve been promising you. All that time spent on the frame like a good girl, we think you’re ready for it.”
Yeeesss. She was more than ready for it. As they’d refined the frame’s design, she’d eagerly spent plenty of hours strapped to it and having her ass beaten and fucked as well as her mind sent into the deepest reaches of subspace. One of her problems now was when working on the website, the very sight of the pictures of their implements often made her wet.
The damn crafty bastards.
When she’d admitted it to them, they’d laughed, evilly delighted to know they had that effect on her.
As Sean teased her, working her up but not letting her come, he got two, then three fingers deep inside her pussy. Both men’s hands were just too big for fisting, something she’d come to accept.
There was something else they could do, however.
Only after she was begging to be allowed to come did Sean sit up. He laid down on his back, cock hard and rigid and ready. She knelt over him and impaled herself, trying to stay relaxed and not rushing them. She wanted to come and knew they wouldn’t let her until they were good and ready.
Behind her, Max straddled Sean and pushed her down onto Sean’s chest. “Ass as far in the air as you can get it without losing his cock, baby.”
Ooohhh yeesss…
She arched her back, Sean’s cock at least halfway in. She felt Max squirt lube on her and Sean both, working it in with his fingers. “Just a little insurance,” he said.
Then…
She fisted the sheets, closing her eyes and moaning again
“I’ll go slow,” he promised. “If it’s too much, say so.”
It was too much, but not in the way he thought. They’d tormented her with that damned inflatable dildo that she loved and loathed, because just holding it up and showing it to her made her instantly wet.
At first, she wasn’t sure this would work. But then he eased the head of his cock in, making her gasp and drawing a moan from Sean.
“Oh, fuck, dude. That’s amazing!”
Max tapped her on the shoulder. “Come up a little, baby. On your arms. Change the angle.”
She did, feeling the incredibly full pressure of his cock stretching her entrance and slowly sliding farther into her pussy. It was almost too much, borderline pain, but he waited, letting her get used to it.
“Work your muscles, baby,” Max said. “Squeeze our cocks.”
After a couple of Kegels, she felt Max’s cock shift just a little, and suddenly it went from almost painful to deliciously full, much like the inflatable dildo.
“That’s our good girl,” he cooed, easing in even more. “Just needed to get arranged properly.”
Sean cupped her breasts, playing with her nipples, sending fire to her clit. “Don’t come yet, baby,” he gasped. “I want to come with you.”
It felt like forever before Max worked his cock all the way inside her. It was so different than when she had one of them in her pussy and one of them in her ass at the same time, so much more intense.
“Sit up,” Max ordered.
She did, leaning back against him. He took over playing with her nipples while Sean reached over and grabbed something. When it started humming, she realized it was a little vibrator.
“Just something to help you out,” Max murmured in her ear. “Look at you, baby. One of your fantasies come to life. Both our cocks inside you, going to empty our balls in that sweet pussy of yours. And when we get through, you’re going to suck us both clean and get us hard again, and then we’re going to do it again.”