Giving Her The Out Card
•Dean's POV•

Neither Duke or myself could keep our hands off of Mel the entire time we sat at Drakes kitchen table. Together he and I silently worked her over that cliff into a euphoric full body release several more times. Both of us relentlessly in our efforts to make it happen, and the matching cocky grins from dominating our faces.

After all the food is gone Drake moves the small party into the living room. Duke and I might have over done it by constantly smothering Mel. Managing to constantly touch her as we help her from her chair, and move the three of us to the couch. Claiming it only for the three of us with Mel firmly between us.

The conversation continues like it never stopped. All of us guys sharing even more stories with Mel and Abbie about our more nicer times in the service. Laughing, joking, and genuinely enjoying being in each other's company we don't even notice the time flying by.

Hours later Dino is the first of the group to bow-out and say goodnight. The Italian kiss-ass praised Mel and Abbie several times for the amazing food, and one to many hugs in my opinion. He drew the goodbyes out a few more minutes until the Uber he ordered signals it outside. Then he's gone out the door with one final wave.

Now it was time for Duke and I to start with the next part of our plan for this amazing night so far. I looked over Mel's head giving Duke a wink. Letting him know to play along. As I stood up, and turned back around to face Mel holding out my hand. Smiling like the cat that was about to eat the canary.

"Since it's getting so late why don't you let Duke and I give you a ride home? Grant us this small piece of mind by letting us know you will make it home safely." I say putting on a bad fake southern accent.

Mel gives me a suspicious look full of doubt. Before turning that same intense stare toward Duke. She takes a long moment no doubt trying to decipher our motives, but comes up blank from the simplistic question. Finally she starts shaking her head no moving her gaze back and forth between Duke and I.

"Thank you both, but I'm sure Drake and Abbie won't mind if I stay here a little longer, and wait for a cab." She say while giving Abbie a pleading look to agree.

Instead Drake steps in to save us since we made sure to include him in the plan days ago. "Sorry Mel. I have something special planned for Abbie once everyone leaves. Just let them take you home it will be fine. They came in one of the companies SUV's anyway, so it won't be any trouble for them at all for you to get dropped off along the way."

Mel silently pleads with Abbie a little longer before giving in. She closes her eyes, and blows out a breath of frustration. She mumbles something under her breath that sounds strangely like. "I'm so going to regret this." Before opening her eyes, and placing her hand in mine.

"I guess I could use that lift after all."

Smiling in complete satisfaction I tighten my grip on her hand, and pull her up to stand beside me. "Of course M'Lady. Your charity awaits." I tell her wrapping her hand around my arm, and walking toward the door.

Duke got up from the couch as soon as Mel and I started walking. He quickly got beside Mel, and coming to a stop right beside the front door. I gave Drake a side hug goodbye. While Duke gave him a full on hug and pat on the back. Abbie was laughing as she forced her way from Mel's bear hug before stepping back into Drakes side.

I take Mel's elbow pulling her back into my side while Duke opens the door, and we leave Drakes Brownstone. I make it to the back door of the waiting SUV first, and hold it open for Duke to slide in. I hold Mel's hand helping her in after him. Then get in myself, and shut the door.

Once the three of us settle I knock twice on the roof giving the driver the signal to go. I press the button on the arm rest raising the center soundproof divider between the driver and us. Finally in much needed privacy I turn my fierce dark gaze on Mel.

I don't say anything for quiet awhile after the SUV starts moving, and neither does Duke. Instead I devour every inch of Mel's exquisite body and features with my burning stare. My hungry salivating look makes her uncomfortable to the point of squirm around, and goosebumps to cover her skin.

After another ten minutes of silence I decide it's been long enough. I curve my fingers and run them down the smooth porcelain skin of her cheek. Down the column of her neck, across the base of her throat, and stop at the indention in the middle. I don't break my eye contact with Mel the entire time.

Not even as I start talking to Duke. "Her skin is so silky and smooth. I just can't seem to stop myself from touching her."

Duke slides his finger tips along the back of Mel's left forearm. Causing her to break eye contact with me, and jump forward in her seat. He just laughs pulling her elbow making her slide back in place. He cut his eyes to mine over her head letting me see the burning passion raging deep inside him.

"I know exactly what you mean. This little vixen put me through hell each time she would lean over that front counter at Sinful Delight. Teasing me mercilessly by pushing her breast out for my attention. All that forbidden desire I wasn't allowed to touch. I think it's time we give her a taste of her own medicine. What about you?"

"That sounds like a truly splendid idea. Your place, or mine?" I ask him smiling at the vision already playing in my head with fantasies of how tonight is going to go.

"Whoa! What?" Mel finally checks back in to the conversation plying out above her. She waves her hands back and forth in front of her trying to get our attention, and make us stop.

"Mine." Duke says not even bothering to acknowledge Mel's objection.

"Now wait just a damn minute! I'm not going to either one of your places! I'm going to my own apartment, alone! Thank you! So, if you will please tell..."

Duke moves then with deadly accuracy and deceptively fast. Stopping Mel's protest instantly by grabbing her chin in the palm of his hand, and jerking her face to his. Covering her violet lips with his own. Branding her mouth with his tongue.

When he releases her a few minutes later they are both gasping for air. Still cradling her chin he moves her flushed face up gently. Until her blue orbs lock with his. The connection between the pair already so deep it's like he's looking into the deepest depths of her soul.

"Relax My Exotic Beauty. Dean and I will take you home at anytime. It's completely up to you. All you need to do is say the word 'horse', and you will get your wish. Do you know why Dean and I chose that as your safe word?"

"No Master." Mel hardly breaths the words past her parted lips.

"If you chose to say the word 'horse', and safe word. It means you aren't that special person Dean and I have searched, and waited so long for. Everything will immediately stop, and you will get to live your life like the rest of the herd. Dean and I want nothing more than to show you how special and rare it is to share this kind of connection. We want you to fully embrace this craziness, but just remember. We will be right here beside you the entire way."

I slide forward in my seat, and move my arm up. Taking Mel's face in my hand, and turning her back around to face me. Telling her exactly how I feel in my own unique way. "How about we just go ahead and make this our second official wish." I say with a boyish smile, and a wink. Before turning serious again. "Oh Great All-Powerful Genie, we wish for you to give Duke and I a real chance from this moment forward. Let us take care of you, support you, and encourage you as you grow into your feelings for us. Submit yourself to Duke and I fully, but make sure to still challenge us with your wild ways. Let us take you out on dates, court you, and show you how good this thing between us can be for the rest of eternity. Or, heaven forbid, until you say that dreaded safe word. Will you grant us that wish Genie?"

Duke and I sit there waiting with baited breath as we wait for Mel to answer us. He and I turn our upper bodies sideways. Shoulder to shoulder caging her into the backseat almost intimidatingly. While she wild-eye crazy look in return.

I can see the indecision weighing heavily on her mind clearly through Mel's crystal blue eyes as she thinks about her answer. After another ten of the most agonizingly slowest minutes of my life Mel gives Duke and I a nonverbal answer first. Barely jerking her head up in a single nod yes.

As soon as Duke and I see Mel's head twitch in agreement we can't hold back any longer. Duke turns around placing his back into the leather upholstery of the bench seat. While I stay on the edge of my seat with Mel's face still in the palm of my hand. I inch her face closer to mine, and growl my next words at her.

"WORDS! I need to hear you say the words, My Delectable Genie."

"I am yours to do with as you please Masters." Mel's pupils dilate from my show of dominance as she says those glorious words of agreement finally.

"And it will please us greatly to let Master Duke punish you for all those torturous situations you've seem to put him through for two very long years now. It's only fair after all. Wouldn't you say?" I don't expect Mel to answer my rhetorical question as I give her a wolfish grin.

Mel releases a small squeak in shock as Duke and I start moving her body into position quickly in the next moment. I place both of my hands under her armpits, and Duke wraps his palms around her thighs. I look at him over Mel's head as we silently count to three. Then lift her body up, and over at the exact same time.

Duke brings Mel's body down resting her hips in his lap. Her perky ass cheeks jiggling in the air as the SUV hits a pothole. While her shoulders are resting against my left thigh, and her head is cradled in my lap. I gather her long blond strands together in my fist, and tightening my grip to arch her back. Making her face look up at me awkwardly.

"Since the driver is halfway to our destination by now. Duke is only going to give you ten of the twenty-four lashes as punishment you deserve right now. I want you to remain completely quiet during this punishment. Except when you give thanks to your Master after each strike. If you let out even one small decimal of noise your punishment will start again, and I'll be sure to fill your mouth to stop the noise personally. Understand, My Goddess?"

Mel's breathing grew more labored as I spoke, until her chest was rapidly moving up and down. Her hard nipples shining like small beads of glass from the front of her dress. I can't move my eyes as I watch Mel's wondrous tongue slide out across her lips wetting them before speaking.

"I am yours to do with as you please Masters." The little minx tells me seductively with a wink at the end.

Duke flips the bottom of her short, fluffy skirt over her naked ass. The demolished lacy thong that was covering her sex before sitting proudly in the front pocket of my pants. Having slide them inside with stealth while everyone was still at the table eating.

Duke starts by massaging the muscled globes of both of Mel's ass cheeks. Before running the tips of his right fingers over both of her holes, between the lips of her folds, around the already sensitive nub of her clit, and back up again. Following he same path over and over again while still massaging her with his left hand. Making her body fall into a relaxed state by such sinisterly innocent actions.

I cradle Mel's left cheek in the palm of my hand with her hair wrapped inside my curled finger. My right hand is holding her wrist together behind her back. I keep looking into her eyes as they grow even heavier from relaxation. The first time her eyelids slide shut I wiggle my left foot for Duke.

Duke's right hand continues to move along the same path, but he stops his left. Moving it high above his head in the air, and extending his fingers straight out. Seconds later he let it fly. Landing heavily on the back of Mel's upper thigh, and bottom left ass cheek with a resounding smack. Leaving behind a ringing sound in my own ears afterward.

Mel's eyes instantly mist over in unshed tears from the intense pain. Her mouth drops open in shock, and she squeezes her eyelids closed. I feel air rush along the skin of my arm as she silently screams the pain away. Then waiting a few seconds before even trusting herself to speak.

"One. Thank you Master."

Duke's second strike comes down heavier, and swifter than the one before. Landing in the exact same spot as the other, but this time on her right leg. Immediately the palm print he left behind turning an angry shade of red. Even making me feel a small phantom pain on my hand and ass cheek in sympathy.

One lone tear escapes from the corner of Mel's closed eyes. Sweat beads continuously form on her forehead and upper lip. Shivers race down her spine from the pain, but she manages not to make a single sound showing it.

"Two. Thank you Master." Mel mumbles after several seconds.

"I must say, you don't sound very thankful for the lesson I'm trying to teach you, My Precious. If you were actually grateful it wouldn't take you so long to thank me after each lashing. Am I wrong Dean?" Duke ask me the almost rhetorical question with an evil smirk.

I shake my head no giving him a petty smile of my own. "Sounds about right to me, Bro."

"My thoughts exactly, so speed it up!" Duke tells Mel his words ending in an animalistic growl.

I keep ahold of her hair, but lay her face back in my lap. Then Duke bringing his next strike down as hard as possible to the same spot as his first strike to Mel's ass. Then a fourth immediately following to the exact spot as the second.

Mel's body starts violently thrashing side to side trying to get away from the punishing strikes. Duke raises his left knee between Mel's parted legs, and his left arm across the back of her knees. Pining her legs against the door so they can't move.

Mel clamps her jaw closed tightly. Fighting not to show a single once of pain from her succulent lips. Unfortunately that includes the two affirmations of thanks to her Master as well. Minutes later she remembers and opens her mouth to say them, but it's too late by that point.

Duke brings the palm of his right hand down. Landing a devastating blow across Mel's dripping opening and clit. Dragging a ruff, hoarse, ragged moan from deep inside Mel's chest. Once she stops moaning that glorious painful sound Duke and I begin laughing.

I release Mel's hands and hair from my grasp, and relax back against the leather seat. Duke leans across Mel's lower body. He takes a large bundle of her blond locks in his fist, and pulls her head back sharply.

Mel's frantically tries to help her body in the awkward strain on her neck by bracing her arms against my thigh, and arching her upper body backward. Giving me a unobstructed view of her amazing breast rapidly moving in the air.

Her move also gives me plenty of room to go unnoticed as I undo the front of my pants. Freeing my still growing steel rod from the confines of my slacks. While Duke starts explaining what's about to happen to her.

"I'm slightly hurt and disappointed in you, My Precious. You aren't respecting the rules of this lesson at all. So, I'm going to start over, and this time you won't need to worry about thanking me verbally. I'm going to make your body do all the talking for you." His voice coming out dark and husky.

I have my cock gripped firmly in my left hand as he talks. Teasing myself with gently strokes up and down my hardening shaft. Once he finishes talking I use the tips of my fingers on my right hand to tap lightly against Mel's flushed cheek. I give her a predatory smile full of sharp gleaming teeth as I look down into her tear filled helpless, but blazing with desire, eyes.

"Open wide, My Goddess."

With a small flex of my hip upward I thrust my waiting length into Mel's talented, warm mouth. Still holding her hair Duke pushes Mel's head down further into my lap. Making her take my solid girth all the way to the hilt on the first go. Making Mel gag slightly unexpectedly, and finish up by landing an all mighty strike between her parted legs. Landing directly across her weeping sex.

Duke gives Mel and I just a moment to bask in the amazing feeling of pleasure consuming us. Before pulling Mel's head back up off of my cock a few inches. Leaving the head of my shaft firmly between her lips, and stopping her from moving any more.

I give into my urges then. I start plowing my throbbing cock in and out of Mel's expertly skilled mouth. Duke went back to landing strike after strike to the same all ready over sensitive welts on her ass and sex. Alternating the length between each lash to cause the perfect amount of damage throughly enjoying himself.

I can tell from Mel's body language her control is starting to slip gradually through her fingers. A low humming noise starts in the back of her throat. The vibrations traveling through my entire length, caressing my balls, and racing along my veins to the tips of my toes. With each thrust between her lips, and spank to her ass the vibrations seem to only get louder.

By the eighth strike that rains down on Mel's hyper-sensitive flesh she gives in completely, and finally lets go. The painfully wanton wail still managing to slip passed her glistening full lips like nothing I've ever heard before. Her body starts vibrating uncontrollably from being on that almighty cliff of ecstasy ready to detonate again, but not this time.

At the ninth strike to Mel's drenched sex my balls start to draw up signaling my own impending release. A tingling bolt of lighting rushes through my body. Beginning at the tip of my cock and snapping off in every direction. Making me see stars, and almost cum.

Mel gets her first taste of my pre-cum then. She moans loudly in abandonment at the rewarding drop of my essence. Making her turn wild and crazy as she hallows out her cheeks, and worships my hammer like it's a god.

"Fuck yea, that's right! Take all of me, My Precious. I'm about to cum!" I tell Mel as Duke slams the palm of his hand down directly to her throbbing clit for the final tenth strike. Then pushed her face into my crotch, and held her there.

Mel goes into more of a crazed frenzy after that. Somehow she manages to get both my entire shaft and balls into her mouth without using her hands. Stealing my breath, and release, from me moments later as her own.

She gave Duke and I a final wailing moan as I began to shut my seed down the back of my throat. Swallowing it all, and not missing a single drop. Then letting my semi-erect shaft slide from between her lips with a loud pop.

Duke continues to massage the abused flesh of Mel's ass and thighs to alleviate the stinging discomfort. Leaving behind a pleasurable tingle in its wake. Once Mel frees me from her lips Duke and I take the moment to flip her body over.

I cover her raw, red, naked ass with the skirt of her dress before placing sitting her in my lap. I reclined her back against my door with her legs in Duke's lap. Facing the both of us.

Mel's face is the image of absolute perfection as she sits in my lap. Her watery eyes and sniffling nose is red. Feelings of need, desperation, and arousal so high in her body it's off of every known medical chart around. Her body is shaking so hard it looks like she is having a mini seizure. Her immaculately style hair and makeup utterly demolished because of Duke and I.

I situate my reawakening rod back into the confines of my pants. Then slide Mel gently across my lap, and place her back on the leather seat between Duke and I. The three of us still a little overwhelmed with what just happened to talk the last few miles it takes the driver to reach Duke and my shared lofts.

When the blacked-out SUV comes to a stop outside of the old warehouse building, that's been converted into different sized lofts he and I brought two of and turned them into our dream shared space, I suddenly became bombarded with nerves.

Duke and I turn our upper bodies to face Mel at the same time. He must be feeling the same wicked nervousness as me all of a sudden. And, like me, needs to make sure this is exactly what Mel wants before taking the final step.

Like a pair of magnets searching for the other, my eyes instantly find Mel's, and getting her undivided attention. Mel blinks her eyes a few times to focus. Undoubtedly her body is exhausted from the multiple forced orgasms at dinner, and our play time here in the SUV. Her face is all scrunched up in question as she looks back at me. Which is honestly adorable, that's not a word I use in my vocabulary, and has Duke and I smiling in prideful glee.

The boyish smiles fall from our faces just as quickly as they appear. Replaced with matching serious looks as we lay out the final rule of the night for Mel.

"As soon as we exit this vehicle you are ours to do with as we please for the entire weekend. Duke and I are going to play with you, test you, and above all cherish you. By whatever ways we want, and for however long we want. If that's not what you want My Precious safe word now, or do you wish to continue with the weekend?" I ask her.

Duke and I try desperately to mask our bleeding desperation for Mel to agree. Both he and I subconsciously holding our breaths as we sit here and wait. Then Mel reaches out her hands placing her still shaking palms against mine and Duke's cheek smiling.

"I'm yours to do with as you please Masters."

And, believe me, we did just what exactly we pleased for the rest of the night! Not stopping until well after the sun came up the next morning!

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