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  Looking around, all he could see were several sets of shoes, right before something like a bag or pillowcase was pulled over his head.

  “Got him.” He didn’t recognise the voice.

  Then he was lifted by several sets of hands. Haines struggled. If he was going to be stuffed in a trunk, they were damn well going to have to knock him out to do it. He fought like his life depended on it, but there were too many of them.

  “Calm down, this will be worse for you if we drop you.”

  It seemed like he was being manoeuvred down his own basement steps. It gave him some peace of mind that it took at least four of them to subdue him and carry him down the stairs. But what was going on?

  They set him down, but immediately he was pushed into what felt like a cement chair. It was hard as fuck and almost broke his arms that were locked behind him. Someone then jerked them over the back of the chair, wringing a string of obscenities from him. Even more bizarre, he felt clamps come around his ankles, further binding him to the chair.

  “What the fuck is this?” He gritted.

  “Just calm down.”

  “Calm down?” He was livid. And scared, even though he didn’t want to admit that to himself. Especially when something tight cinched around his chest, belting him in.

  He heard several pairs of footfalls ascending the steps, then the outside door closed, indicating some of the perpetrators had left.

  The bag or whatever they’d placed over this head was removed from someone behind him, indicating there was a third party, along with the two males he could now see in front of him.

  His mouth dropped open as he took in the scene before him. The pair of unknown guys were kissing each other. Groping and grinding against one another in his basement. What was going on here? And what did he have to do with it?

  Turning his head, he tried to get a look behind, but his head was wrenched back forward. Forced to watch them, he couldn’t look away.

  Haines felt uncomfortable. His face started to feel hot as well was the rest of his body.

  All of a sudden he felt warm breath by his ear and goose bumps skittered their way down his body. His traitorous cock actually twitched. As repulsed as he was by his reaction, he couldn’t help it or stop it.

  “See,” the voice of the other unknown whispered. “Under the right circumstances you can be turned on by just about anything, even stimuli you are not into.”

  Haines closed his eyes, on one hand relieved that he hadn’t gotten gooseflesh from a dude, but on the other hand, on further alert now that he knew who was behind all this.

  “Callie?” he choked.

  “Mmmhmm?” She traced the shape of his ear with her tongue, causing him to grow a full-fledged boner.

  “You did this?”

  “Yes, sir. You can’t make it up to me, but I can make us even. I believe this is what you call payback.”

  He didn’t like the sound of that.

  “Cal, let me go, this is just weird.”

  “What did you say?”

  “Let. Me. Go.”

  “Huh. I remember asking you the very same thing, and you just kept torturing me with that seriously skilful tongue of yours.”

  Hainsey’s cock jerked again at her shocking words. That was something he never thought she would admit. Her sweet breath was heavy in his ear, somewhat choppy as if she, too, might be slightly turned on by this scenario.

  She continued, “Your tongue should be registered as a lethal weapon.”

  “I can use it on you any time, Cal, just say the word.” He turned his cheek into her and her lips brushed it.

  “Maybe later,” she said, and he was almost sure she’d just gently kissed him. “But for right now, I want you to concentrate on my friends there. That’s Travis and that’s Gio, by the way. Are they not lovely creatures?”

  “I guess, if you’re into that kind of thing.”

  “By looking in your lap, it looks to me like you are enjoying it.”

  “I’m in this condition because you’re here and you damn well know it.”

  “Why would I know it? You haven’t even seen me yet.”

  “I don’t have to see you. I can feel you against my back. I can hear you and smell you. Just whispering in my ear is wreaking havoc with several of my senses and what you said about my mouth, well, fuck, woman, you may as well have just stroked me with your hand for all those words did.”

  “Yes, maybe later,” she said again.

  His breath left his lungs at that promise.

  “But for now, watch the show.” She turned him back to face forward.

  “Why two guys, Cal? I don’t get it.”

  “Well first, I needed their brawn to get you down here and into the chair.”

  “Where did you get this torture chair anyway?”

  “My boys here, are drama majors, and this is on loan from the props department.”

  “We’re thinking of trying it out after you’re through with it, Callie,” one of the kissing twins piped in before shoving his tongue back down the other guy’s throat.

  Callie giggled.

  “Two guys, Callie?” Haines reminded.

  “Right, the other reason is you’re such a man’s man and a women’s man, I just wanted you to see that human beings are capable of spontaneous bodily responses. Admit it, two men can be just as stimulating. And it does not bring your manhood into question. They are just two sexual beings doing what feels good.”

  “You’ll never admit I turned you on, Callie. That’s what this is.”

  “Oh, I think I already admitted I was turned on, Haines.”

  “Say it.”

  “You turn me on, Hainsey,” she said against his ear.

  The admission made him moan. He hated being confined, unable to see her or touch her, especially while she was being so agreeable. He struggled against the bindings. “Move where I can see you.”

  “No, I don’t want to distract you from them.”

  “You’re always distracting.”

  “Okay…”

  She strutted out from behind, dressed in a skimpy and tight black leather vest that showed off her beautiful breasts and some of her midriff, and a micro-mini on the bottom, complete with a riding crop, which she was slapping into her open palm.

  “Holy fuck. This is a dream. I’ve had them like this about you before.”

  “Aren’t you a dirty boy,” she said, smiling, her blue eyes twinkling as if she were having fun. She sat down in his lap. “And hard. Very, very hard,” she finished wiggling her backside.

  Haines clenched his teeth and tried to shuffle down in the chair so he could increase the desired pressure from her hot rear end on his distended member, which wasn’t easy the way he was strapped in.

  “Could you ever see yourself with another man, Haines?”

  “What do you think?”

  She jumped up and circled the men, attracting their curious attention. Haines tensed, hoping she wasn’t going to do what he thought. He’d just realised where he’d seen the duo before—at the bar, when she hinted she’d like to be the meat in their sandwich.

  Callie trailed the end of the crop down one dude’s muscular shoulder and pec, then reversed up the other man’s chest as she admired them openly.

  Leaning in, she kissed one shoulder and another as the men closed in around her, their hands on her, their lips.

  The rage he could feel welling up inside him was unbearable. This was to be her revenge? To make him suffer watching as two men made love to her. He couldn’t stand it. He’d bite off his own arm. He fought against the bindings, rocking the chair.

  “What’s the matter, Hainsey? Stop that, you’ll hurt yourself,” she said, then tipped her head back, giving them full access. Callie moaned.

  The red haze threatened to drive him mad. But it wasn’t until Callie dropped the whip and cupped her hands like she was going to take each man’s cock into her palms that Haines freaked. “Don’t! Callie! Don’t!” He knew he sounde
d wretched, but he didn’t want to have the image of her handling another guy’s dick in his head.

  Smiling, she kissed each man’s cheek. “Thanks for the demonstration, guys. You were great. I think you can go now.”

  “You sure?” Travis asked, looking over at Haines, shooting him a look of warning.

  “Yeah, I’m sure.”

  “You’ll be alright when you let him go? You don’t think he’ll retaliate?” Gio asked with concern.

  “I’ll be fine,” she said, following them to the stairs. “I owe you dinner and a show for this one.”

  Haines detected the smile in her voice.

  Each man leaned in and kissed a cheek. “Anything for you.”

  “Hey, Trav, will you call Brad for me and ask him to leave the door open. I just might need him later after I’m done with…”

  “Don’t bother, Trav,” Haines cut her off. “No matter what she thinks, she ain’t gonna need him!”

  Callie laughed and shut the door behind them.

  Haines watched as she came back down, a view of her bare legs coming first out of the dimly lit staircase.

  “Do you need a drink?” she asked.

  “No!”

  “Okay, but this will be your last chance for a while,” she warned.

  He didn’t want to know what she had in store for him.

  “Need a bathroom break?”

  He began to answer to the negative, then changed mid-sentence. “No…yes, I do.” Once he was free, she was going to have her hands full.

  “I’ll get the guys back to help you out then.”

  “Forget it!” he snapped, glowering at her.

  She giggled. “I thought you might change your mind.”

  She opened the fridge and disappeared behind the door. “Got anything in here besides beer?”

  “Didn’t know I was having this little party. Sorry, didn’t stock up.”

  “I want something a little stronger.”

  Begrudgingly he said, “There’s rum on top of the fridge, towards the back.”

  Closing it, she grabbed the bottle. “Excellent. Any pop?”

  “Over there, there’s a case on the floor by the stairs. But it’s warm. If you let me go I’ll mix it for you.”

  “No thanks. I’m a big girl.” She poured a shot and cracked open the soda can with a pop.

  “And I’m a big boy. Once you release me you’re gonna find out just how big,” he threatened.

  Walking towards him with a smug smile, she took a drink, then set it down, climbing back into his lap, facing him, straddling him.

  “I know you’re a big boy. You gave me just a little hint of how big the other night. I wanted it so bad, Hainsey. I wanted you to ram into me.”

  Unable to stop himself, he moaned and shifted his hips upward. “Why didn’t you just say it and put us both out of our misery?”

  “My pride. I was dying inside, but I would have succumbed before I admitted anything to you.”

  “So why are you telling me now?”

  “Because I’m the one in charge this time. And after tonight, we’ll be even and you’ll never be able to use it against me again.”

  “And you think I won’t? I’ll shout it to the entire fuckin’ bar. The whole fucking campus. Callie wants my cock!” he shouted right in her face.

  She smiled, only pissing him off more. She slowly stood up and before he knew it, she produced the crop and brought it down hard across his thighs.

  “Ouch! Fuck!”

  Although she still grinned, her eyes narrowed. “What are you going to tell them?”

  “Are we really going to play it this way? Okay,” he replied facetiously. “I can say whatever you want me to say, while I’m stuck down here. But once I’m free, you can’t control me. I’ll say whatever the fuck I want. Right down to the fact that you’re into kinky shit.”

  “Hey, that just might get me some more dates.”

  He growled at that.

  “Although, you’re right. But I can make things really uncomfortable for you down here, punish you not only for what you did to me the other night, but also for your future wrong doings.”

  Angrily, Haines rolled his eyes, fed up with this fiasco.

  “But you know what I just noticed? We’re all alone.” She picked up the drink and took another big sip. “Want some?” She offered. “Might calm you down a little. You seem somewhat tense.”

  “Get over here and kiss me. I’ll taste it from your mouth.”

  “No, there will be no kissing. That’s too intimate. That’s not what this is about.”

  She dropped to her knees and stroked her palms from his knees up his thighs, then moulded her fingers around his swollen dick.

  Not wasting any time, she undid the snap.

  “I better be careful here,” she said, pulling the zipper down slowly, carefully. “Not a lot of room left in there. You seem to be bursting your britches to get out.”

  Any other time, if she were to smile coyly at him like that, he’d have loved it. But having no control was making him ornery. He also knew that with just a little more teasing from her, he’d blow his load and she’d think it was hilarious.

  Haines studied her every move, unable to take his eyes off her. She moved his t-shirt out of the way, running her palms over his stomach

  As the cotton moved out of the way, the tip of his penis peeked out from the waistband of his boxers.

  “Well, hello there,” Callie greeted while lowering her head.

  Haines tensed every body muscle he owned, even digging his toes into the soles of his shoes at what she was about to do. How many times had he dreamed of her sucking his cock? She ran her soft lips along the edge of his head, her hair tickling his stomach.

  While she moved his underwear out of the way with one hand, she pulled his cock toward her with the other, licking the drop of pre-cum that had gathered. She then fluttered her tongue all around, delving in and around it until he moaned loudly, his balls tightening.

  All of a sudden she stood and Haines watched hypnotised, as she lifted one arm and reached around with the other, unzipping the leather top, allowing her beautiful full tits free.

  “Ahh, fuck!” He squirmed. Why couldn’t this happen when he wasn’t so fuckin’ turned on that he might embarrass himself at any moment. “I want to touch them, Cal.”

  She covered both glorious globes with her palms and plumped them.

  “Please, unlock my hands, Cal. You can leave my feet done up.”

  She slowly plucked her nipples to attention. “I don’t want you to touch them with your hands. I want to feel your lips on me again.”

  His mouth watered.

  Placing a knee on either side of him, she straddled his hips once more, centring her hot pussy over his straining cock, but keeping the stiff ripe tips just out of his reach.

  She looked into his eyes, her mouth hovering just inches from his. He wanted to kiss her. Her mouth, her tits, her everything. She was slowly driving him insane.

  Leaning in as far as he could, he tilted his head. Her gaze darted, then landed on his mouth. With the pad of one thumb, she traced his bottom lip and, for a split second, he thought she might give in. To his disappointment she pulled away and straightened, levelling the delectable rose coloured nipples with his mouth, then running her fingers through his hair. “Kiss them, Hainsey,” she whispered.

  He had to be dreaming. “Aren’t you afraid I’ll bite you? That’s what I was nervous about the other night, when my cock was anywhere near your mouth.”

  “I wanted you to think that. But I wouldn’t have. If you’d come any closer I would have taken it, deep, just like I did with your finger. So no, I don’t think you’ll bite me. At least not hard enough to hurt me.” The corner of her mouth drew up as she ran the pert tip against the seam of his closed lips.

  He drew it into his mouth, tonguing it. Sighing, she arched her back and held his head as he suckled. Moving to the other side, he circled the tight nub.
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  “Push them together,” he demanded. She did as he asked and he allowed his tongue to dance over both nipples. The sight of her touching them was more than arousing.

  “Ohhh yeah,” she breathed almost inaudibly. She said it again, but it was more of a sob.

  “Just this one,” she begged. “It’s more sensitive.” He laved it greedily.

  While Callie held that one breast steady, she reached with her other hand and pulled his boxers down once again, exposing his distended flesh. Leaving it lying against his stomach, she settled her pussy against his shaft. She began to move, rubbing her cunt over him, spreading her sweet wet juices.

  “You’re not wearing any panties, Cal. Jesus!” She was so wet and ready to take him.

  “Unh, Hainsey, lick it fast,” she moaned stimulating her clit with his dick.

  He tried to manoeuvre his hips in the hopes he would slip right into her. She was slippery enough, if he could just get in the right position. He wanted nothing more than to be inside her. The heat coming from her cunt was incredible, alluring.

  She stiffened, making the most amazingly erotic sound. She grabbed his head and held it against her sweet tits, while she continued to grind her pussy against his cock, rocking her mound against his stomach and ribs.

  She was coming. Fuck! He strained against the handcuffs desperate to touch her, to keep her writhing.

  She reached between them and pulled her pussy lips open, sharing the unmistakable vibrations of her climax with him, her hot pussy, contracting and releasing. The sensation was too much for him and he joined her, hot ejaculate streaked across his hip and stomach.

  When they’d both stilled, Callie released her tight hold on him. Haines’ breath caught in his throat when he looked into her normally cold blue eyes. He’d never seen her look so soft. His heart stuttered, then painfully beat again.

  “Wow,” she said, dragging her hand over his mouth. “This is a dangerous thing.”