Free Discovering Pleasure by Marie Haynes Page B

sticky.
    Oh yeah . Not only was she ‘asking for it’, she was all set to meet anything Nathan wanted to dish out. Some days, nothing felt as good as an old-fashioned spanking and today was certainly one of those days.
    The two couples walked a short distance down a neatly trimmed row of vines. Rose glanced back and noticed that neither the car nor the road was visible owing to the vines and the softly rolling hills.
    “Where are the workers?” she asked.
    “Off today,” Vincent answered. “So this part of the vineyard is free of human presence…except for us, of course.”
    Rose cast a speculative glance in Joe’s direction. Joe simply smirked and followed behind Vincent, who was playing with a silken rope.
    “Vincent,” Rose asked, “where did you get that?”
    “Rose,” Nathan answered. “Don’t ask questions.”
    Rose giggled and silently slipped her hand into Nathan’s. He shot her a devious smile that promised nothing short of debauchery.
    “I think this is good, don’t you, Nathan?” Vincent questioned.
    “Good enough,” Nathan responded.
    Before she knew what was happening, Nathan had scooped her up in his arms and placed her on the opposite side of a low fence on which the small, young vines clung. Swiftly, he leapt over the wire and stood behind her. Vince had positioned himself to the side of Joe and held her arms out towards Rose.
    “Hold each other’s wrists,” he instructed.
    Instinctively, Rose obeyed. The two women grasped wrists and silently watched as Vince tied them together. Nathan pulled Rose back a step and gently nudged her legs apart. Vince repeated this procedure with Joe so that the two women were forced to press their palms together in order to maintain balance. Nathan grasped Rose’s hair, entangling his fingers in her red locks.
    He leaned over her and whispered, “You ready to get what you’ve been asking for?”
    “Most assuredly, my Lord, I am,” she answered, tilting her head slightly so she could kiss his cheek.
    “Good. Because once the spanking is completed, know that I’m not even half done with you,” he promised.
    She heard him laugh quietly as he straightened and flipped her skirt up over her hips. Looking straight into Joe’s eyes, she smiled and saw an answering smile on her friend’s face. She glanced up and saw that Vince had exposed Joe’s ass to the warm summer air as well. She watched as Vincent unbuckled his belt and heard an echo of leather against denim behind her. Sweet dampness coated her tender lips as she clasped her fingers around Joe’s and closed her eyes. Nathan’s belt. Blessed goddess but she loved his belt—the leather softened by wear, the scent of him clinging to it. And Nathan knew how to use it. He could snap it against her tender flesh so that a welt immediately raised or drag it gently across her nipples causing them to stand at attention. Today, she knew he’d show no mercy, nor did she want any.
    She yelped and Joe’s fingers clenched hers. The sharp sound of leather biting skin echoed enticingly through the vineyard as first Vincent and then Nathan alternately whipped their willing submissives. Unable to stop herself, Rose counted. One. Two. Three. Four. Her arse was on fire and she could feel angry welts rising. Her knees went soft on the count of ten and she would have crumpled to the ground if Joe had not lent her strength. She opened her eyes and saw her own raw need reflected in Joe’s tears.
    “Why do you cry?” she whispered to her friend.
    “Because it’s so wonderful to be loved this much,” Joe answered.
    The two women leaned into each other and kissed gently over the simple barrier.
    Nathan tenderly rubbed the fiery globes of her hot ass and Rose laid her head against Joe’s shoulder. Joe nuzzled into Rose’s neck, their wrists still joined by the silken rope.
    Her heart beat faster and her breathing almost stopped when Nathan ran a finger down her slick slit.
    “Oh, goddess,” she murmured.
    His