I grab him by the vest, jerk him down and kiss him with passion. Lief moans and wraps his arms tightly around me. We moan and pant together. He pushes the bloomers down and I step out of them eagerly, reaching for his zipper when the door opens.
We both look over and I see Chase and Hunter. Hunter looks us over as Lief returns to my neck. I let out a soft moan.
“We’re missing out, Chase.”
“You had a whole posse of women eager to do exactly this,” Chase murmurs.
“Doesn’t seem fair that Lief gets her all to himself,” Hunter continues. “And we had an agreement, dorogaya. Those bloomers stay on.”
“Or what?” I demand.
Chase and Hunter wear identical smiles, so full of wickedness that I can’t help but whimper. I’m definitely going to end up tied up and spanked, but I can’t make myself care. This is so fucking hot.
Lief picks me up, throwing me over his shoulder. “Lief!”
“The masters have ordered us to go home since we’ve been found out, maid.”
“A naughty maid.” Hunter swats my ass. “Now you don’t even get to say goodbye to your friend.”
“But!” I argue.
Another swat to my ass. “The only ‘butt’ in question is yours,” Chase says. “and I think we already know how red it’ll be.”
They get me in the backseat and Lief takes the wheel, but Hunter takes off his coat and tosses it to the floor. He climbs on top of me and grips my hair tightly, pulling it out of the bun it was in. “Such a naughty girl. What to do with you, dorogaya?”
“Love me unconditionally?” I guess.
He chuckles and kisses me hungrily, biting at my bottom lip, sucking, then pushing his hand under my top to feel my breast. I moan and arch into his hand. “Please, Hunt.”
“You’re going to get as worked up and overwhelmed as you’ve made us. Maybe we’ll do something about it when we get home.”
“I don’t know if that’s a good enough punishment, Hunter. She ran off with the butler.”
I groan as Hunter keeps teasing my nipple and grinding against me, teasing me with what he’s not going to give me. He and Chase detail different scenarios, ways to punish me, how to fuck me, and all of it sounds so amazing that I’m nearly begging for release by the time Hunter pulls me out of the car.
“Maybe the worst punishment would be to do nothing at all.” Hunter considers. “Just sit her down and watch horror movies all night.”
“You can try,” I challenge.
“Try?”
“Go ahead.”
They do try. To their credit. But all it takes is me ‘going to the bathroom’ once, taking off my outfit except for the hat, the thigh highs and heels. I walk out and stand in front of the TV. I know I have all their eyes on me.
Hunter licks his lips. “You want a longer punishment?”
“If you don’t fuck me, you get to watch me fuck myself,” I say, then slowly stroke between my breasts, down to my soaked pussy, and start.
“You’re playing a dangerous game,” Chase warns in a deadly whisper that turns me on more than anything.
“It feels good. I like this game.” I pant, then slide two fingers inside me. “I’m all wet and hot. My pussy is so tight.”
Hunter groans and I see him grip his pants tightly.
I slide my fingers free and circle one nipple, then the other. “Don’t you want a taste, Hunt? Don’t you want to be the one making me moan?”
Hunter stands and catches my hand, sucking my fingers. “Get on your knees, dorogaya.”