14. Chapter Fourteen
Maya
T he next day, I did as Nico had asked. I started with the online quiz he sent.
It asked me over a hundred different questions all about sex, from ‘do you enjoy getting tied down dominated in the bedroom’, to ‘do you enjoy causing your partner pain’?
By the end of it, I had learned that I was most definitely a sub, with a pain and rope fetish.
The idea of being chased through the woods had intrigued me, and being watched while have sex or being used degradingly was a turn on for me.
I also learned that I needed to be cared for, and the idea of someone taking care of me and making me their priority, sounded good to me.
Shit, that sounded good to anyone in any relationship, but I also knew all relationships were different, and not everyone received the same attention from their partners as others.
I doubted I would have any lack of attention from dating three men, in fact, I often wondered if I would get any alone time at all.
This week we were taking things slow. They wanted me to read about the lifestyle and ease into things.
I’d had one date with Nico already, and when he took me home last night, he’d mention that Marcos would be taking me out Friday night.
That gave me two whole days of research. I knew Marcos was nothing like Nico. He wouldn’t be gentle when I saw him. Marcos had an intensity about him. He wouldn’t ease me into anything when he finally had me to himself.
After I took the test, I printed out my results three times.
I figured I would give them to the guys and let them know I was serious about things.
The test had definitely been eye-opening for me—I had learned a lot about myself in a very short amount of time.
I moved onto a very long and detailed check list.
I took my time with the check list, pausing to look up things like sounding and golden showers , neither of which I thought I was into.
The check list had columns for me to check either hard yes, soft yes, maybe – let’s talk about it, soft no, or hard no.
Feeling like I really evaluated the list and myself, I made sure that if there was anything I was really on the fence about, I checked the maybe – let’s talk about it column, hoping my guys would be understanding and not condescending if I really didn’t know something .
There was so much more to BDSM and kink that I ever knew about. I ended up researching most of the day, falling down rabbit-holes on the internet and getting sucked into things I’d never heard of before.
By the end of the night, though, on Thursday, I was a horny mess and needed to get off. Feeling almost bold, and intrigued about asking for permission from my Dom’s, I reached out to the group chat I had with my three guys and texted.
Maya :
I’ve been taking quizzes and checking boxes all day. I feel like I’ve done more research today than I did all last semester. I’m so fucking turned on right now.
I didn’t have to wait long at all, before the three little dots popped up and someone was typing.
Marcos :
Is that right, baby. You need something?
Jason :
Is your little cunt dripping for cock?
Nico :
Such a good girl for us. I can’t wait to read your answers.
Maya :
I’m aching. So fucking wet. Can I come please?
I expected the three little dots to pop up immediately again, but was shocked then they didn’t. Were they going to leave me hanging?
Finally, I received a reply.
Jason :
Good girl. You should always ask us before you touch that cunt. It belongs to us.
I waited, wondering if Marcos or Nico would respond. Jason didn’t technically say I could, he just praised me for reaching out to them.
My phone rang with an incoming video call. I silenced the call quickly. It was late and my parents were sleeping. I didn’t want to risk waking them by talking on the phone late at night. I answered the phone, keeping my voice soft. “I can’t talk loud,” I explained as I answered the phone.
On the screen, all three of my guys were huddled together in what looked like the living room of their small apartment. Dressed in plain T-shirts, they looked like they were winding down for bed for the evening. “God damn, chica,” Marcos muttered.
I smiled and glanced down at what I was wearing: short booty shorts and a tight cropped tank top.
I’d been home all day alone while my parents were at work, there had been no reason to get dressed.
Now, in front of my guys, I could see how much skin was on display, especially my new tattoo that I was letting breathe for a little while .
“Dagger said you were friends with Slade Cooper. She does great work.” Stone’s voice was a soft rasp that sent shivers down my spine.
I must have closed my eyes and shivered, because his deep chuckle had me opening them to look down at my phone screen. “Please.” I moaned low.
“Prop your phone so we can see you,” Jason commanded.
It took me some maneuvering, but I finally propped my phone against a couple pillows at the foot of my bed, and laid back, propped up against a couple more. “Good girl,” Jason murmured.
My eyelids fluttered at the tone of his voice. I swear to God, this man can get me off from just the sound of his voice alone . “Please,” I whimpered.
“Take off your shorts,” Nico ordered.
I slid my fingers under the waistband of my booty shorts, grateful to not have panties on underneath, and pulled them down my thighs.
I carefully guided them down my legs, mindful of my phone perched precariously on a pile of pillows.
Tossing them aside, I bent my knees and let my thighs fall wide, leaving my wet cunt on display to the three men on my phone.
“Jesus,” Marcos breathed.
“Gorgeous,” Nico murmured.
“Slide your fingers through that wet cunt,” Jason ordered.
I did as I was told, throwing my head back against the pillows as I slowly slid my fingers through my folds .
“Pull your tank top down, shove your tits over the top.” Marcos’s voice was raspy as he commanded my moves.
Quickly shoving the top of my tank below my tits, I palmed them both, pulling them up and over the crop top, before I slid one hand back down to my dripping pussy, mindful of the new bellybutton piercing I had received the day before.
“Pinch a nipple,” Nico said.
Pinching my nipple with one hand and circling my clit with my other, I slowly swiveled my hips as my body amped back up, edging closer to orgasm. I’d been hanging on a precipice for so long, before I even reached out to them.
“Tell me something you learned today that you want to try?” Jason said.
Groaning, I struggled to think. “Clamps,” I muttered, pinching my nipple harder, gasping as pleasure shot from my nipple down to my clit.
“Fuck yeah, baby,” Marcos muttered.
“Please, I’m so close,” she begged.
“Such a good girl, Maya.” Jason spoke low. “Doing your research and following direction, taking the initiative to ask permission, even when we haven’t negotiated yet. So, so, good for us.”
I whimpered, my fingers circling and pinching faster, tighter. My eyes clenched tight. “Please.”
“Come for us, darlin’. Let’s see that needy cunt clench and beg to be filled with our cocks,” Jason murmured .
I moaned low, gasping, as my orgasm crashed into me, my pussy clenching on nothing, begging for more, just as he said. I took a shuddering breath, my hands dropping to the side, as I came down from my high.
“So beautiful,” Nico murmured.
I slowly sat up, fixing my tank top before I picked up my shorts and shimmied back into them. Grabbing my phone, I fixed up the pillows and then slid under the covers of my bed. “How you doing, darlin’?” Jason asked, his voice even softer than before.
“Good.” I sighed as I laid down, resting my head on a pillow and propping my phone on another.
“You going to sleep now?” Nico asked.
“Soon.” I yawned, covering my mouth.
“What are you doing tomorrow?” Marcos asked.
“I’ve got some running around to do in the morning. What time are we going out?”
“Why don’t you come here around five, then we can leave from here together. And you’ll have your car for the morning,” Marcos said.
I smirked sleepily. “For the morning? Am I spending the night?”
“Yes.” All three of them responded immediately.
I laughed softly. “Alrighty then.”
“I mean, if you want to, of course,” Marcos added.
“Mmmhmm,” I replied, my voice growing thicker with sleep as my eyelids drooped .
“So sleepy, Little Dreamer,” Nico murmured.
“Close your eyes, darlin’,” Jason said.
I closed my eyes, a smile on my face. “I can’t wait to fuck you, Mi Vida,” Marcos muttered.
It was the last thing I heard, before I drifted off to sleep.