Free Spank or Treat by Tymber Dalton Page B

entertainment for these parties.”
    “Hey, Leah came up with the idea for it. I don’t get all credit.”
    “Yeah, but you made it better,” Leah said.
    “Only because we didn’t do a logistics check ahead of time.”
    Seth laughed. “So what happens to all the dildos?” They’d been dumped into the washtub by Tilly as she checked each one when they were brought up.
    “I don’t know. Save them for next year?”
    “Hang them on the Christmas tree at the club?” Leah suggested.
    “Seriously, who came up with an Incredible Hulk dong?” Gilo asked as he looked into the washtub. “I just want to know that .”
    “I don’t know,” Tilly drawled as she arched an eyebrow at him. “The same kind of guy who goes fucking around in a turtle costume?”
    Gilo flipped her off with a grin. “Hey, once you go turtle…” He trailed off.
    Tilly laughed. “Yes?”
    “Give me a minute. What rhymes with turtle?”
    “Myrtle?” Leah suggested.
    “Nothing worth fucking, probably,” Tilly said. “It’s like orange.”
    “What’s orange?” Gilo asked.
    “You know,” Leah said. “Nothing rhymes with orange.”
    Gilo looked confused. “Ooohhh,” he finally said as realization struck. “Sorry, I’m slow.”
    “Well, you are a turtle,” Shayla reminded him.
    He looked down at his costume and sighed. “Yeeeaahhh.”

Chapter Eleven
     
    Kel and Mallory were busy doing their thing on the Doom in the living room. As much as Chelbie wanted a turn on the bondage bench, she saw an even better opportunity.
    Kel had drawn an audience with his needle play on Mallory, a corset piercing he was decking out with feathers stuck on some of the needles.
    Chelbie’s two guys were relative newcomers to the lifestyle, especially to the private parties, and she wanted to help break the ice with them a little. So while the bulk of the partygoers were being entranced by the needle play, Chelbie coaxed her two guys out onto the lanai with her.
    She caught a glimpse of someone walking away from the house, but didn’t pay them any attention. She assumed it was someone taking the long way around to the front door rather than trying to push through the throng gathered in the living room.
    “What’s up?” Rich asked. “I figured you’d want to watch Kel and Mal play.”
    Rich was her musician, blue eyes and brown hair and one minute younger than his fraternal twin, Nick.
    “I’m getting the feeling she’s feeling frisky,” Nick teased. He looked a lot like Rich, except for his blond hair. And he couldn’t carry a tune in a bucket. A computer programmer, he actually worked at the same company as Tony, just in a different department.
    It didn’t hurt that Tony was now inside with Shayla, watching the needle play scene.
    It meant Nick might feel less inhibited about getting sexy outside on the lanai.
    She handed a duffel bag she’d bought with her to Rich. “Those are for you guys.” She plopped down on the MMA mats Seth and Kel had placed under and near the suspension frame rig and held up both her arms. “Time to tie up the girl.”
    The brothers shared a quick glance before dropping to their knees next to her. As Chelbie stripped off her costume, revealing nothing underneath, the men smiled.
    “Gotta love a woman dressed in nothing but fuck-me pumps,” Rich joked as he pulled a coil of rope out of the bag.
    Nick and Rich quickly had her trussed and lying on her side, arms behind her back, legs immobilized.
    Then they rolled her onto her stomach, ass in the air. Rich sat at her head, unzipping his pants and freeing his cock. “Here you go, baby,” he said, positioning her so she could swallow his shaft. “Enjoy.”
    Between her legs, Nick had slid his cock into her pussy and now had something in his hand. After feeling the cold metal against her ass cheeks, she knew exactly what it was.
    “You shouldn’t have packed the Silencer if you didn’t want it used on you,” he teased before smacking her ass with it.
    She