Chapter 178: Jewel
It was a Thursday night and they'd only brought her to the club once. She dressed in a black lace silky confection that hugged her curves and ended slightly above her ass cheeks, which remained uncovered due to her black thong. A black robe covered her decently until they walked into the club and she handed it to a short, heavyset woman at the front desk dressed in leather and chains. The club wasn't as refined as Damian's exclusive domain, but the people were friendly and welcomed her. Matt slipped a temporary collar on her neck so there was no doubt that she belonged to them. Stephon wore black jeans and an untucked white shirt open halfway down his chest. Matt was in a leather vest showing the ink on his chest and arms. He wore blue jeans that hugged his ass and thighs.
Stephon's appointment was with a two-hundred and fifty pound Native American man named Master Joseph. He didn't wear a shirt; his overly defined muscles rippled with every movement he made. Jewel hadn't met him the first time she was here. He nodded to Matt and Stephon, ignored her, and then went back to rubbing a cloth along an incredibly long tan-colored whip. Just the look of the leather had Jewel clenching her hands.
Stephon undressed and handed his clothes to her. "Lay them on the cabinet, love."
He seemed incredibly calm. Taking a deep breath, she controlled her emotions and gave him a gentle smile then walked away and did as he said. When she turned back, Matt was strapping Stephon on what she'd learned was a St. Andrew's Cross. Mesmerized, she watched her dominant lover give away the total control he maintained so fiercely. Matt eventually walked back over and grasped her wringing hands, bringing them to his lips, and kissing the backs of her fingers.
Stepping closer, he whispered in her ear, "I'm here, Jewel. We'll get through this together. Be strong. He needs this and he needs you to accept it."
"Step back and keep your sub out of the way." Joseph missed nothing and he was obviously aware of Jewel's uncertainty.
Matt moved her back, and Jewel looked around at the large space that had been cleared so Joseph could work the long whip. Several people wandered over to watch the scene. Jewel lifted her chin and stared at the bare, unmarred back of one of the two men she loved. Matt pulled her tightly to his side, and she managed to gather the edge of his vest into her hands while still mostly facing Stephon. The starling crack of the whip beside Stephon's body made her jump and Matt's arms squeezed gently. "Stand tall." His low-pitched voice breathed in her ear.
And she did. The first strike against Stephon's back registered and she saw him flinch, but he made not a sound, so neither did she. Matt held her up as Stephon's painful therapy continued, and then when Stephon cried out for the first time, Matt's mouth came down punishingly on hers. He didn't wipe away her tears, but told her to hush when a sound of distress passed her lips after the kiss ended. She tried closing her eyes, but that was worse. Her mind screamed 'red,' and with every lash of the whip she pulled back the driving need to shout the word loudly and stop what happened in front of her. If Matt wasn't holding her up, she would have been on the floor in a puddle of sobbing tears.
She wanted to place her hands over her ears so she could no longer hear the whip or hear Stephon's tortured cries, which were now growing steadily worse.
"He's almost there. You're doing great."
She bit her lip, forced down the safeword, and tightened her fingers further into his leather vest. With the next strike, she turned her head into his shoulder and screamed against his skin. The ugly sounds stopped, though she heard soft voices above the gentle beat of Matt's heart.
"He needs us now."
She looked up and saw Stephon sagging against his bindings, his legs no longer completely supporting him. The whispers of the people watching faded as they went in search of another thrill. Joseph nodded to Matt and then once again picked up his cloth and went to work on the whip. Jewel gathered her courage and walked with Matt to Stephon's side.
"I'm unstrapping your legs. Can you hold yourself up?" Matt began unbuckling the ankle straps as soon as Stephon said yes.
Jewel stood frozen, looking at the stark lines of swollen flesh. Methodical welts lined his skin. She had trouble believing none had broken the skin. When his left wrist fell to his side, she moved closer and placed it around her shoulder.
"Lean on me."
"I can walk, love, but keep touching me."
She wasn't letting him go.
They assisted him to a wooden bench with not nearly the elegance or comfy quality that Club El Diablo displayed. After drinking a bottle of water, Stephon wanted to leave. It was agony to watch him pull up his pants and place his shirt over his inflamed skin. He didn't make a sound, just systematically gathered himself and followed Matt from the club. His arm went back around Jewel and he patiently waited for her to collect her jacket from the front desk.
Matt opened the back door of the car and Jewel climbed in first. Stephon pulled her head down on his lap when he was situated and ran his fingers through her hair during the trip back to their home. She breathed in the scent of musky sweat that she loved and refused to allow tears to fall again.
Once home, Stephon went straight to the bedroom and removed his clothes. Matt went into the bathroom and walked out with salve. "Your hands are softer. Would you like the honor?"
She removed her clothes too, took the large jar of cream and kneeled beside Stephon's red striped back and ass. "Just put it on, love. It helps." His throaty voice let her know he understood her dilemma.
Taking a large dollop onto her fingers, she spread the ointment over his skin. At first his fingers remained tightly clenched on the edges of the pillow, but slowly they relaxed. Matt crawled onto the bed and lay beside Stephon. "You lucked out with her hands. Mine just added to the pain."
"Shut up, fuckwad." His drowsy use of profanity made her laugh. "Don't think I can't spank your ass, love."
"Not tonight. Right now you're mine and I'm in charge."
He tried to roll over, but Matt placed his large hand at the very top of his back and pushed him down. "I'm with her. We need to change the rules following these sessions. We can tie you up and force you to submit or you can give in gracefully and enjoy the attention."
He growled into the pillow, but lay still while she finished doctoring his back. Matt turned off the light when she put the top of the cream back on. She wasn't sure how to get between the two men, but Stephon pulled her close into his chest, and she felt Matt's arm come across Stephon and smooth over her shoulder offering comfort. She drifted into sleep after Stephon's breathing slowed and his body relaxed completely.
***
Stephon
Soft, wet kisses woke him up. Jewel's lips traveled down his stomach and her face nuzzled his balls when she finally ran her tongue along the length of his engorged cock. His back burned with Matt plastered to him, but nothing mattered but the delectable feel of her mouth, lips, and tongue. He managed to get his hand in her hair, but she protested with a brief sexy rumble when he tried to pull her off. "Are we toppy this morning, love?"
She just continued her slow seduction of his dick while Matt stirred. "She needs a spanking," he grumbled, obviously hearing Stephon's words.
"That she does."
Her head lifted for just a moment. "After I'm done with you both."
Stephon sighed and then decided to lay back and enjoy her erotic mouth and tongue work. He felt at complete peace, and knowing Matt watched tightened his balls. The other man tugged slightly on his hair and Stephon looked into his friend's eyes. "Told you." Matt always bragged when he was right. Stephon managed to hold back his orgasm for a few more seconds before he groaned and let cum spill into her delectable, hot, silky mouth.
He gave Matt all the credit for discovering the perfect woman, capable of loving two Doms.
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