Page 14 of The Perfect Escape

“Fuck,” I whispered. “Yes, ask for a clue. I’ll do anything with the two of you.”

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My cock wasslick from my cum and Rosie’s pussy as I walked across the room and pressed the button on the wall. As the instructional video at the beginning had promised, we had three clues, and the moment I pressed the round red button—words flashed on the TV screen mounted above the shell bed.

Too many orgasms is your cross to bear.

“Oh,” Ash said, and then he let out a long hum.

I turned, my eyes scanning the room. Rosie was still draped over the bench, her ass red from spankings. My handprint could be seen from where I stood, and god—she was a mess. Her mascara had started smearing at some point, and I wanted to see it streaming down her perfect face as she came over for us.

“I guess we do owe her orgasms,” I chuckled.

“We don’t owe her shit,” Ash said harshly. “Let’s put her on the cross.”

Before Rosie could get up herself, Ash stood her up and took her dress off, tossing it to the floor. With a gentle grunt, he lifted her with ease. She squeaked, her arms quickly wrapping around his neck as he carried her over to the St. Andrew’s Cross.

I stole one last look at the clue on the screen before it disappeared, replaced again by the timer.

The clock was ticking.

We only had so much time to complete this task and save Greg.

I joined Ash and Rosie at the cross—a massive X made of sturdy mahogany wood with leather pads at the top and bottom. It was on a slightly raised platform and bolted securely into the floor.

It wasn’t going anywhere, that was for damn sure.

Ash slowly put Rosie down then backed her against the cross. Her head tipped back, her inky lashes batting as she looked up at him like he was a king.

My cock perked in response. The way she looked at him was the way I felt about him, too.

He was the only Dom I’d ever submit to.

As I moved to his left and leaned in, I was surprised when he turned his head and met me halfway, planting a kiss on my mouth. My muscles tensed because this hadn’t been part of ourplan, but I couldn’t resist him. A soft moan escaped me as his tongue swept against mine, then he bit my bottom lip hard enough that the brief pain went straight to my cock.

When he drew back, my head was spinning. I blinked a few times as I looked down at Rosie, at the way her wide brown eyes watched us with a dazed lust I knew all too well.

I nearly called hersweetheart, but felt the weight of Ash’s gaze, urging me not to cave. Sucking in a breath, I stepped forward, running my palm up the center of her body, between her breasts, and firmly around her neck. Her lips parted in shock as I squeezed the sides carefully, pinning her in place.

Click.

The moment she sank against the cross, it was as if she were the key to unlock the next clue. We all stiffened at the sound of a subtle click. A treasure chest sat at the foot of the bed, and the top cracked open, offering the promise ofsomething.

“What can that be?” Ash hummed.

I held Rosie in place as he went to the chest and knelt down, peering inside. She squirmed, her chest rising and falling with quick breaths.

Ash pulled out a bundle of pink rope, nipple clamps, and a Magic Wand vibrator.

“Truly, a treasure chest,” Ash chuckled, offering a devious smirk to the two of us.

Rosie whimpered. “What are you going to do?”

“Tie you up, obviously,” Ash said.

His tone was callous, but the way he carried the items to us was with care.

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