Tamed By Two

Jake think he’s rather slick with women. After establishing a steady relationship with Beverly, he sets his sights on seducing a college classmate named Kirra. However, Jake doesn’t know that the two of them are old friends. The two women confront him and resort to a form of punishment that involves bondage, rough sex, and humiliation. Jake not only learns his lesson, but he also learns to secretly love being dominated by the both of them.

WARNING! This 4500+ word short story contains graphic and explicit depictions of rough BDSM group sex between three consenting adults. It is intended only for mature and adult readers over the age of 18.

EXCERPT:

I thought my seduction was brilliant, but as it turned out, I was just a stupid dumbass. It had all started at a frat party. I thought I had given my new girlfriend, Beverly, a good blow off with a good excuse. I said I had to write a paper for my English class. Only, I had wanted to free up some time so that I could pursue Kirra a little more intently. My lie was partly true – Kirra was in my English class. I had just started seeing her on the side, and I thought I was getting close to landing her in bed. So, we had met at a fraternity keg party, had a couple of drinks, and I decided to see where some subtle advances might take us. I put my hand on her leg just above her knee, and I slowly worked my way upwards as the moments progressed. When my hand reached her upper thigh, she delicately picked it up and placed it on the sofa cushion next to her.

“Should we go somewhere a little more private and, um,” she breathed, “intimate?”

“I thought you would never ask.”

We walked to her home with her arm around mine. The whole time, I thought about her. Sure, we made small talk about the impending paper in our class, but my mind was adrift with anticipation. Kirra was quite lovely with her long black hair, her small nose, and slender face. Part of me wondered what it would feel like to kiss her and cup my hands against her small breasts. When we got to her apartment, there were no warning bells. I had no realization about the perverse depravity that was about to happen to me.

The rug of my expectations was pulled out from under me as soon as I walked through the front door. Beverly sat in the arm chair with her legs crossed and a riding crop in both hands. She had her normally flowing ginger hair wound up in a tight bun. A tight latex corset pushed her ample breasts together. When she stood, I saw that she was wearing high heels and latex chaps that adhered to the toned contours of her legs. The chaps also had an opening the exposed her fiery muff of pubic hair. She slowly strode towards me while thwacking the tip of the riding crop against her open palm. She glared at me in a way that suggested she was beyond pissed.

“Explain yourself, Jake.”

“Well, I had to write a paper…”

“With Kirra? At a frat party?”

“We were discussing…”

Kirra came from behind me and wrapped a thick dog collar around my neck and quickly secured it tightly. “Oh, shut up.” My new collar had about eight feet of steel chain attached to it. “You were stupid enough to think you could have two girls at once …