Home Bound (18+)

Tres: Tres Amigos

A/N: I promise with all my tired heart that I will finish this story. This is a raw chapter, haven't had a time to proofread and check on its errors. Hope you understand, dear.

Enjoy.

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Maddie felt oddly disappointed.

It must have been etched all over her face because she heard Lance doubled-over and laughed out loud. Punching him overrode the desire to seduce him.

Another order echoed around the room. They said they had to go to the next room which they chose the one with number three on it.

Lance left hand squeezed her right hand in reassurance. Suddenly, she knew.

Something happened between them inside the white room. She can't discern it but something changed. As if for once, they understood each other and decided to embark on a journey together.

Before she could analyze what her heart was telling her, they entered a dim lit gold-walled room. A long leather strap that ended just above Lance's head dangled in the center of the room. Meters away across from it lay a single chair. Suddenly, she remembered the single clause in the contract that they were allowed to back out and be removed in the study whenever they feel uncomfortable.

Maddie felt his finger tightened around her as they listened for the orders. She could tell that Lance didn't like what he was hearing. It said she had to be tied in the center with the leather straps around her wrists. Her fear must be palpable for Lance leaned down to her ear, kissed it before he whispered, "It won't hurt." Her decision was made.

It isn't, she realized as she positioned herself more comfortably, her arms hanging above her head, her chest protruding upward showing her navel. Maddie tried to pull the straps. It didn't hurt because of the velvet that surrounded it.

Lance sat on the chair as instructed and looked at her in the eyes. There was something in his eyes she couldn't ponder. Something dangerous and primal.

Maddie was preoccupied by the thought that she didn't realize three men hovering at her sides and at her back. She tensed as she stared at their masked faces and bare chests down to their bare thighs. Their manhood was covered by a flimsy leather underwear. Anyone could tell that they were huge.

One of them walked towards Lance and forced him to seat down. Lance wasn't small and fickle. He fought up until a voice echoed instructing him to calm down.

He sat down but he didn't look calm. He looked ready to strike.

Maddie's heart swelled by the realization that he was willing to protect her.

The man to her left spoke in an intimidating voice, "We're at you mercy, Master."

Lance suddenly looked dumb. If the situation didn't include her tied up hopelessly, Maddie would've laughed.

The man at her back added, "We're your slaves for your pleasure."

The other man beside Lance knelt, "Please use us to give ecstacy for your mistress." He stood up and retraced back to the position beside her. "Only us are allowed to touch her. Only you could say where."

The thought of someone touching her gave the thrill, excitement, and fear all at once, she felt threatened to burst. Her confusion was directed to Lance as he asked, "Is this alright with you?" When she didn't respond he added, "I won't let them touch you if you didn't want it."

Oh yes, she wanted to be touched., she realized. That, on the other hand, Lance realized it too.

Lance, then, cleared his throat at started his instructions.