Surprisingly, sleep came easy despite my thoughts of an early morning spanking. I decided to let whatever was to happen unfold as it would. I was there to surrender – not to control. I couldn’t help but wonder though, what would be in store for the rest of the weekend, or what had happened to the others when we came up to our room.
When I awoke sometime in the middle of the night, I got a sense of the later. Something had woken me. A sound perhaps. I lay quietly and listened, hearing only Brad’s rhythmic breathing next to me. Then I heard it again. Not quite a yelp, but louder than a moan, coming from outside our door. I sat up trying to listen harder, but still could not distinguish the noise.
Brad continued sleeping undisturbed as I slid from beneath the covers and walked over to the door. Leaning my ear against the frame, I listened. A low grunting sound permeated the crack. Looking back over at the bed, I saw no movement from Brad as I slowly opened the door and peeked into the hallway. No one was there. I pushed my head out a bit further and listened, hearing the sound coming from further down the unlit hallway.Leaving the safety of our bedroom, I tiptoed naked down the hall a few feet and stop when I saw a door slightly ajar. Another deep grunt came from the room as I took a step closer.
"You like this, don’t you?"
I recognized Vince’s voice before I saw him through the crack of the door. I froze when I saw what he was doing. Vince was penetrating Johnny while James knelt behind him and licked his balls and anus.
"Yes Sir," they answered almost in unison.
Johnny bit his lip and let out a low grunt as Vince pushed his cock in deeper. I had never seen a man do that... like that. Johnny was laying on the bed on his back with his legs up over Vince’s shoulders. Vince was standing at the side of the bed holding Johnny’s legs tight as pushed in deeper.
"Yes, this is gonna be a good one," panted Vince. "Stroke your cock, Johnny... show me how hard that big boy gets."
I couldn’t see Johnny’s cock from where I stood, but it was obviously pleasing Vince.
"Maybe I should let you fuck me like this," he grunted, catching his breath for a moment. "Bet you would like to do that, huh?"
James stood up from behind him and rubbed his cock up and down Vince’s crack. Vince immediately responded by spreading his legs wider and bending over slightly towards Johnny. James already had a condom on his cock and grabbed the oil on the bed and squirted it over his cock and around Vince’s ass. I had moved all the way up to their door and clung to the frame as I watched them.
"You think he wants a piece of my white ass?"
Johnny nodded his head yes as Vince thrust his cock in again. James teased Vince’s ass with the tip of his cock until Vince finally knelt on the edge on the bed, practically bending Johnny in half like a pretzel. Then James pushed his cock into Vince.
I jumped back as Vince let out a loud cry and found myself falling against Warren who had appeared behind me. He quickly put his hand over my mouth to muffle my startled response.
"Shh..." he whispered, pressing me back against him as we both continued to watch. My heart was pounding from the shock and the feeling of his naked body against mine. His cock was rigid against my backside and pulsed with a threatening promise.
James continued to penetrate Vince who had all but frozen on top of Johnny. His thrusting seemed to be enough to get all three of them to a point of frenzy.
"Oh God, I’m going come," warned Vince as James squeezed his balls. "That’s it...yes, squeeze them harder... oh God... it’s coming... it’s coming... it’s coming..."
Warren, with his had still over my mouth, pulled me back down the hall and into Brad’s room. Brad appeared to still be sleeping as Warren closed the door and then pressed me up against it. His cock was stiff and threatening between us.
"I take it you didn’t have permission to be standing there watching," he whispered, taking his hand off my mouth and sliding it between my legs. I let out a gasp and he pressed his fingers into my wet folds.
"So what excited you, Joni... watching anal sex or watching a man fuck another man... or is it just watching in general?" His fingers continued to tease my flesh, and as much as I feared him, my body responded to his touch. My breathing quickened as he worked my clit with expert hands. When I pressed toward him for more, he stopped. I could see him smile in the dark as he withdrew his hand.
"Watching is a privilege of the Dom, my dear - not the sub. We shall deal with your punishment in the morning. I suggest you keep yourself in this room for the rest of the night." With that threat, he opened the door and left.
I crawled back into the bed and realized that Brad was awake. I waited silently for him to say something, to ask what had happened, or to scold me if he had heard, but he was silent.
"I’m sorry," I whispered.
He let out a long sigh before he answered. "Not as sorry as you will be tomorrow."
I rolled over on my side with my back to him, hoping he would snuggle up behind and hold me. Instead he lay silently until his breathing told me he had returned to sleep. I didn’t like being threatened with the impending doom from Warren, and Brad was only making it worse. Why was it I only felt safe when he was holding me? What had I gotten myself in to? What would they really do to me in the morning?
I would have to wait to find out.