10. Rosie #2
Greg groaned in response and leaned forward. His forehead rested against Hawk’s shoulder.
Hawk watched me as I spanked our man.
All of the role-playing we’d done was starting to peel away, and we were settling into what we knew to be us . It was hard not to slip out of a scene, and as much as I tried to hold onto what we were doing, there were still elements of intimacy none of us could avoid.
That's what happened when you had three partners, all who knew you better than anyone else. All who love you more than anyone else, and all who would do bizarre role-playing, kinky predicament situations without question.
I spanked Greg harder, watching as his muscles tensed from the pain. It was the kind of pain that stung, the flat surface snapping against his skin.
He let out a string of gargled curses. He could barely form the words.
Truly, there was something magical about turning my husband into a whimpering mess.
I sucked in a breath, and flipped the paddle over, revealing the rougher side.
Hawk’s eyes widened, although he didn't say anything.
He was going to let it be a surprise for Greg, just as it would be a surprise for him later.
The other side of the paddle had grooves and ridges in a rough material that would spank differently. It wouldn't make the smooth smack that the other side did, but instead a grittier thud which would definitely leave marks.
“I think she's enjoying this,” Ash said, his voice flowing around us.
I wished he was standing in the room with us. But, the scene wasn't over yet, and at this point, I knew that the game master would surprise us with anything.
Maybe he would join us.
I decided to ask.
“Are you coming in here?” I asked. “Or are you going to keep sitting behind your curtain and watching? Since when are you the cuckold?”
“Rosie, Rosie, Rosie,” he taunted. “Do as you’re told and spank your fucking husband.”
I did my best to hide my grin, although I had a feeling he could see it.
I spanked Greg, enjoying the way he yelped as he realized the paddle had a different side.
“Damn, this is hot,” Hawk grunted.
“You're next,” I teased.
He let out a seething hiss, but didn't argue. His gaze fixated on the paddle as it met Greg's ass, the slap ringing around us.
“Fuck,” Greg moaned. “ Rosie .”
“Keep going,” Hawk urged.
I did as he told me, spanking Greg until his back arched and he let out a low cry. Cum burst from his cock, dripping to the floor beneath him.
“Clean it up, Hawk.”
All of us were stunned by Ash’s command.
Hawk went still, his brows drawn together. Greg sat back, his skin flushed as he caught his breath. “You don’t have to,” he rasped. “I can clean it up.”
“You’re running out of time,” Ash said. “Spank Hawk while he licks up Greg’s cum, Rosie.”
“God damn it,” Hawk muttered.
It felt wrong, but it was also exciting. All of us were being pushed in a new way, which was hard to do after being together for so long…
“Do as he asks, Rosie,” Hawk commanded.
“Yes, Sir,” I squeaked.
I knelt down next to Hawk as he lowered his mouth to the floor and the cum there. I held up the paddle, hesitating for a moment.
“Do it, Rosie,” he growled.
I sucked in a breath and then brought the paddle down on his ass. He grunted as he parted his lips, his tongue lapping up the mess Greg made on the floor. Greg sat back with wide eyes as he watched Hawk, his cheeks flushed.
I was flushed too. I spanked Hawk again, this time harder. Going back and forth between each cheek and building up the strength of each impact. Hawk groaned, his hips rocking as he licked up every drop of Greg’s cum.
“Fuck,” I whispered.
This was so hot.
Hawk licked up the last few drops and groaned, his chest sinking against the floor as he pushed his ass up. My jaw dropped as I realized he was sliding into a submissive space.
The door to the room opened, but Hawk didn’t look up. He was too blissed out. I kept spanking him, even as Ashton approached our group.
“Good boy,” Ash praised as he stepped up behind me. “Look at him. Our tough lumberjack on his knees being spanked. He looks so fucking good, doesn’t he?”
“Yes,” Greg whimpered.
“He does,” I rasped.
Ash leaned over me, taking my wrist firmly and stopping me before I spanked him again. I whimpered, my head spinning as I leaned back against his body, the warmth of him heating every part of me.
“Did I do well?” I whispered.
“You did,” Ash said. “Greg, I don’t think you’ve given Rosie the proper thanks for saving you.”
“How should I thank her, Sir?” he asked.
“You can start by worshipping her pussy while I fuck Hawk,” Ash said. “Get on your back, Rosie. You can lay next to Hawk.”
I dropped the paddle and rolled onto my back. Hawk raised up slightly and dragged me towards him, his mouth hovering over mine as Greg knelt between my thighs and Ash got behind him. I heard the sound of lube and a condom and whimpered as Greg’s tongue circled my clit.
“Fuck,” I rasped.
Hawk moaned in response. One of his hands cupped my breast, the other bracing against the floor and holding his weight.
“Fuck,” he whimpered, his lips meeting mine right as Ash thrust into him.
Greg’s tongue was magic. I gasped as he kept lapping at me, working two fingers inside my pussy and thrusting them in and out to the same rhythm as Ash was fucking Hawk.
It was fast. Fast and brutal and everything the four of us needed. All of the torturous edging and being trapped and fighting the clock to escape this place came roaring back.
“One minute,” Ash huffed. “One minute to make her come, Greg. One minute for Hawk to come. And one for me, too.”
One minute. The pressure was on.
Greg put all his power into worshipping my pussy. Every lick was full of gratitude, and I felt that in every nerve ending of my body.
“Oh fuck,” Hawk moaned.
I moaned in response, only for it to get lost in another kiss. Our tongues danced as our partners pleasured us. Ash’s groans became more hurried.
I was right on the edge again.
So fucking close.
“Greg,” I gasped.
“I know, baby,” he said against my pussy. “She’s almost there.”
“Twenty seconds,” Ash called.
Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck.
“ Fifteen .”
“I’m coming,” Hawk gasped.
All Ash did was grunt in response, and I knew they both were.
And that alone was what sent me over.
I cried out, my thighs squeezing Greg’s head as he kept licking me through my orgasm. It was hard and fast, flooding my entire body until I felt like I was drowning.
My body collapsed against the floor, my limbs relaxing. Hawk, Greg, and Ash all collapsed too, the four of us ending up in a messy, sex-dazed pile.
My eyes shut slowly as the rush started to ebb and I was left with a smile on my face.
“That was…” I trailed off.
“That was an escape room adventure,” Ash said triumphantly.
The four of us laughed.
It’d been an escape room adventure we’d never forget.