Page 68 of Caught By Menace

Speaking of her evil husband…

Menace grabbed her by the waist and hauled her over to the wall of cell bars. The room they’d brought her into had struck a quiver of fear in her belly. She’d been in places all too similar to this one and it had been anything but a fantasy.

His familiar scent enveloped her and eased some of the rawness of her anxious nerves. In that guard getup he looked more, well,menacingthan usual. She hadn’t been sure what to expect when Menace and his friend had entered the room. She’d thought it would be kind of silly and hard to buy the fantasy they were trying to create but she’d been utterly wrong. That spanking had been real enough! Her ass still tingled from it.

Hazard played the role of warden with frightening accuracy. There had been a moment there when she’d actually believed hewas going to cane her. That awfullooking leather strap attached to a handle scared the living daylights out of her. One swat with that thing and she would have spilled state secrets to get away.

Without his usual finesse or gentleness, Menace hooked her wrist cuffs to the bars. Arms overhead, she had extremely limited motion. He put pressure on her shoulders and guided her into a squatting position. The rings attached to her cuffs slid down the bars until they hit a horizontal support.

Rocking on her feet, Naya realized he’d put her into a stress position. She glared up at Menace but the bastard had the gall to grin. He looked ridiculously amused by her predicament. Of course, he wouldn’t know that she’d actually been interrogated in a similar position once. The memories his action spurred weren’t good ones and threatened to intrude upon the sultry fantasy. She pushed them down and locked them away, refusing to let something so ugly ruin something so amazing.

But she swore then and there that the next time the opportunity presented itself she was going to cuff Menace to their bed and torment him for an entire night. Knowing her kinky sky warrior, he would probably love every minute of it.

The sound of jingling metal drew her gaze. Hazard held a thin metal chain in his hand. Clips dangled from multiple ends of it. She recognized it as some kind of nipple clamp toy but wasn’t sure where all the extra clamps went. One clip in particular looked different from the others. It resembled an oversized hairpin.

Hazard squatted down in front of her, his position mimicking her own. “Since I can’t be sure you won’t bite my guard, I’m going to give you a little incentive to behave.”

Naya gasped when the first clamp bit her nipple. He wasn’t like Menace, who normally teased her breasts with his mouth and fingers to prepare her. Hazard attached the second clip and she winced. The uncomfortable weight pulled on her nipples.The three clamps dangling from the main chain whacked against her belly and thighs. The realization of where those other clamps were going hit her like a ton of bricks.

“Oh no! No! No! No!” she spluttered like a fool as Hazard laughed and clipped the first clamp on her labia. She hissed at the sudden bite but tried not to jerk. She knew that straightening her torso would only pull the chain between her nipples and privates taut.

“Listen to this crybaby.” Hazard chuckled meanly and put the second clamp on the other side of her pussy. His unfamiliar fingers glided through her wetness. She held a shocked breath as a man who wasn’t her husband penetrated her. He showed such gentleness as he probed her sex. She realized then that even though he had assumed the role of prick in this fantasy, Hazard wasn’t out to hurt her.

Having another man’s fingers buried in her pussy left Naya reeling. She wavered between a deep sense of wrong and a quiver of excitement. Menace’s reassuring presence somehow made it all okay. He’d arranged this evening for her. Presumably he’d given Hazard certain parameters and touching her so intimately was clearly within them.

Naya locked gazes with Menace. His nostrils flared and his neck showed the bright flush that betrayed his arousal. There was no missing the outline of his massive cock in his tight pants. He liked watching Hazard touching her as much as she enjoyed the other man’s searching touch.

“Our prisoner is a very dirty girl,” Hazard finally remarked. His fingertips drifted to her clit. He circled the swelling bud slowly and forced her gaze to meet his. “I think we’re all going to have a very good time. Don’t you, Guard?”

“Absolutely, Warden.”

Hazard’s fingers moved to either side of her pulsing clit. It felt as if he were pushing her labia away from it. “Hold still or else.”

Naya had barely registered his instructions before she felt the intense pressure of something metal squeezing her clit. It wasn’t the same bite as the other clamps. Hazard readjusted the grip of the clamp by prying apart the metal sides a bit. It was still squeezing her clit but the pressure was much more bearable.

Glancing between her open thighs, Naya couldn’t believe how strange her clit looked. Pinched by the clip, her clitoris looked bigger and more swollen than ever. It felt different. The usual throbbing seemed almost muted. Her experience with nipple clamps told her that sensation wouldn’t last long.

Hazard gave the connecting chain a tiny tug. Naya groaned as the pinching discomfort sharpened. Hazard swept his hand down her belly. “Be a good girl and give Guard Menace exactly what he wants…or else.”

Naya didn’t need the subtle threat of pain to give Menace exactly what he wanted. Breasts aching and pussy clenching with need, she watched him saunter toward her. He unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants as he walked. She wet her lips in anticipation of tasting his steely heat.

He stopped inches from her face. She had to lift up on her toes to put her mouth at the right level. Menace brushed his knuckles across her cheek before unleashing his rock-hard cock. He stroked the length of his impressive erection and traced her pout with the blunt tip. His pre-cum slicked her lips. She gathered the clear fluid with her tongue and gazed up at Menace with the kind of adoration that she could muster only for him.

“Open your mouth,” he ordered gruffly. He pressed his cock between her lips. She happily welcomed his velvety flesh. He thrust forward and retreated at a leisurely pace. His thick shaftstretched her lips. She burned with the need to feel her pussy stretched by him.

Certain Menace was enjoying this shared fantasy as much as she was, Naya endeavored to make this blowjob one he would never forget. She relaxed her jaw and let him go deep. The head of his cock lingered in the back of her throat before gliding back. She swirled her tongue around the tip and sucked him hard. Her tongue moved down the length of him. He fisted his stiff erection while her tongue fluttered along his sac. He was so incredibly sensitive there and loved it when she treated him to a little oral attention in that spot.

Menace groaned before plunging forward again, taking her just as deeply. Her poor clamped clit pulsed mercilessly! What she wouldn’t give to be able to reach down and touch herself. As if reading her mind, Hazard put his hands on her body again.

Kneeling next to her, he palmed her breasts and let his fingertips graze her pinched nipples. He circled her navel before his hand moved even lower. The moment he ghosted his fingertips over her throbbing clit, Naya moaned. Menace’s cock palpably pulsed in her mouth. The knowledge that another man was touching his wife’s clit seemed to make Menace even more aroused.

“Guard, I think it’s time we move this party to the interrogation table.”

“Agreed, Warden.” Seemingly enflamed by lust, Menace reached down and unhooked her cuffs. He picked her up and carried her over to the table. The metal tabletop was so cold against her blazing skin. The dimensions of the table were shorter and thinner than anything she’d seen aboard theValiant. When Menace walked to one end and Hazard the other, Naya understood why.

“Warden, I believe it’s customary for you to have first dibs.” Menace grasped her cuffed wrists in one hand and held them down. He gestured to her body. “After you, sir.”

Surprise flashed across Hazard’s face. Whatever negotiations the men had made prior to this scene, apparently this hadn’t been part of them. She sensed the control in the room had shifted completely to Menace. He’d been pulling the strings all along but from behind the curtain, so to speak. Now he was the one giving orders—and it thrilled her.

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