My Two Doms by G. G. Royale Read Free Book Online Page A

offer up one of his own. They didn’t even have one for their play; it generally didn’t necessitate it.
    He’s doing this for me . The realization that both these men would make the same sacrifice for her washed through Haley. Neither of them wanted it, but they wanted her badly enough to do whatever she wanted. If she hadn’t already entered her sub frame of mind, she would have felt a little smug, would have wondered what else she could get them to do…
    Jason buckled on Haley’s second wrist cuff and then knelt at her feet.
    “Take off your boots.”
    He waited as she stepped out of her cowboy boots. Then he slipped off her socks for her. Finally, Jason unhooked the ankle cuffs from his belt and began securing those too.
    When he’d finished, he stood, wiped his hands on the front of his jeans, and hooked a finger through one of the metal rings at Haley’s wrist.
    “Ready for this?” he asked her.
    Haley nodded. “Yes, Sir.”
    Jason brought Haley into the bright lights of the barn.
    God, she wanted them so badly. She wanted a tail inside her, one on a butt plug big enough for whichever man took her to feel it as he plunged into her. She wanted to have to hold the tail away as he buried his other hand in her short, blonde hair, pulling her head back so she would have to arch her back. And then she wanted another cock in her mouth, to taste the flavor of that man—which one didn’t matter—as they both worked to bring her and each other to climax. They may not want each other, but they would feed off each other. The thought thrilled her and caused moisture to dampen her panties. How much longer would she need to have those on, anyway? In the barn—with others playing around her—she already felt overdressed.
    Haley turned and took in Gregory yet again. She wondered if, in another time, another place, he would sit down with Jason over steaks and shoot the shit. Probably not. She knew they would never have a relationship like that. More’s the pity. Life could be so pleasant if they did, if they could work together seamlessly.
    But they both wanted her, and she wanted both of them. Together. No negotiation. She hoped the men respected that, and that they could go through with tonight’s activities.
    “Please,” she said to Gregory, her voice sounding quiet amid the sex sounds coming from the barn. Jason waited, his hold on her light.
    Gregory followed them into the barn.
    Jason stood with Haley in the large center space. She could tell he was taking in all the equipment, probably assessing them for their purposes. She had to admit Hank had an impressive layout. Certainly nothing to sneeze at.
    “The Catherine’s wheel, I think,” Gregory suggested.
    Jason nodded, slowly at first, then with more enthusiasm. “That would work, wouldn’t it? At least, if you’re thinking what I’m thinking.”
    Haley felt as if Jason really had made a step forward, since he was willing to play out in the open like this. Her heart warmed at the idea that he would risk something for her, even if only for this one time. It went beyond simply playing with another man to putting himself in a position in which he probably felt quite vulnerable.
    Gregory cracked a smile. “I think I’m thinking the same thing you’re thinking.”
    He stepped forward, grasped Haley’s other cuff with his free hand, and together he and Jason led her toward the vacant Catherine’s wheel.
    Haley had never used the wheel. She could feel herself pulling back even though she didn’t want to. Would they leave her with her legs up in the air, all the blood rushing to her head…?
    “Come along,” Gregory coached her.
    She took the last few timid steps toward the apparatus.
    The three now stood within touching distance of the wheel. Haley had a vision of spinning and getting fucked in whatever orifice ended upright, like some kind of kinky Wheel of Fortune . Not tonight. Maybe later. Maybe Gregory and Jason could even take turns at it, once