Threesome Surrender - Malory Chambers - ebook
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This sizzling hot bundle has the ladies outnumbered two to one as they are taken hard and unprotected in public by sexy alpha males. The three exciting standalone stories features three submissive women who bares it all in broad daylight for the dominant men. Here, you will find all three of the Threesome Surrender series including:Stranger DangerDouble StuffedDominatedThis anthology contains steamy bondage, rough encounters, exhibitionism & voyeurism, toys & alpha males who know exactly what or who they want.~~~~~ Excerpt ~~~~~"Didn't have enough of me last time?"I was too busy staring at his face to remember why I was standing in front of his apartment with large haphazardly packed bags in each hand and a luggage beside me.The man in front of me was perfection personified. He looked like he came straight from the showers. Water droplets clung from his half naked form.It was hard to breathe with him being so close to me. I had to remind myself that I was at Cain's apartment. Or had I gotten the address wrong?That was impossible. I could drive to Cain's apartment with my eyes closed.So what was Samuel doing in Cain's apartment?!"I um... I-" I blushed darkly, suddenly aware of how ridiculous I looked. I fixed my hair up somewhat and put on enough make up to cover the handprint on my cheek, but I still looked like a cheap whore standing in front of this Greek God of a man."Jane?" Cain's voice greeted from inside his apartment. A sense of relief fell over me at the sound of his footsteps coming towards me."I was wondering if I could stay here tonight while you're still here?" I explained weakly, trying to pull my gaze free from Samuel."I don't see why not," he said. When he caught the look Samuel was giving me, he frowned darkly, "Do you two know each other?""Yeah," Samuel said, staring at me with a hint of smile. "You could say that..."

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Threesome Surrender

(Exhibitionism, Public Humiliation, BDSM: Threesome Surrender 1 - 3)

By Malory Chambers

Copyright 2015 Malory Chambers

This is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental. All characters depicted in sexual acts in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.

Stranger Danger

(Threesome Surrender 1)

By Malory Chambers

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Young Victoria has a nice, quiet life in her cottage deep in the woods. She is understandably wary when two sexy men who claim to be brothers suddenly appear in her home, seeking shelter. Reluctantly, she agrees to let them stay the night. But ruggedly handsome gentlemen are here for more than food and lodgings. Much more. When she wakes up to unusual sounds in the middle of the night, she quickly finds out the depraved pleasures the two men have installed for her...

Lost Travelers

The nice pile of chopped wood I had been stacking up fell when I added on a rouge plank that convinced all its friends in my pyramid-shaped pile to rebel on me. I took a step back instead of trying to salvage the mess to prevent any of the heavy wooden planks from getting their splinters on me.

"You're all getting burned tonight," I swore. With a loud sigh, I bent down to start piling up the wood again, gathering a few to take inside the house to be used as firewood.

The Summer heat had gone and past and I had been dedicatedly chopping wood and gathering supplies to make it through the harsh cold Winter ahead.

I fought to close the door and reminded myself to get the cringes fixed. I knew I needed to make a trip to town eventually to get a replacement, but I had been putting off that trip for as long as I could. The townspeople were a gossipy bunch and I wanted to have as little contact with civilization as possible.

I had everything I needed here. The land was fertile enough that I could grow whatever I needed, and I had dug a few nice-sized holes to store any additional supplies that I wanted to use for the Winter.

The house was only a little warmer than outside. I stacked the firewood by the fireplace and went outside to gather some more when I heard the footsteps. The hairs on the back of my neck stood on end.

I reached for my axe and tightened my grip. Nobody comes down here this close to Winter. I had a few travelers asking for directions in the Summer, but it was too cold to be traveling this far out now.

Frank?

No. It's impossible that he'd found me. I had run far enough and gave myself a new identity. A cold sweat trickled from my neck down my shoulder blade. I held the axe behind my back, prepared to behead whoever walked through.

"Oh god! Finally!" A relieved voice started. I could see the flash of white before he even walked out of the shadows of the skeleton trees. His teeth had the perfect glint that tobacco chewers had lost. I warmed to him almost immediately despite my reserves. He reminded me of happier and sadder times of days past.

He was wearing a formal tailcoat over a purple velvet vest with a high collar dress shirt and a pair of black pants that made him seem impossibly out of place in the middle of the woods.

"Don't come any closer," I warned, clutching the axe in front of me like a weapon. He was not from the town.

His grin disappeared and he stopped short of my vegetable garden.

A second shadow emerged and stepped next to him. He was dressed in an outfit that was even more ridiculous than his companion. He had on a charcoal coat with a gray vest over his white shirt and a black trousers.

They were both in their thirties and definitely did not belong. Things and people that didn't belong were bad.

"Please, we're just looking for a place to spend the night," the first man said, taking off his top hat in a gesture of goodwill. "We've been lost for the past two days."

I frowned and wondered if they were telling the truth. On further inspection, their fancy outfits were torn and scratched in several places. Their lips were dried and despite the obvious relieve on their faces, I could see the haggardness of being awake for too long. They were probably too afraid to sleep .The night invites creatures to be braver. The darkness invites death.

His pleading expression tugged at my heartstrings and I was tempted to let them spend the night. His companion was his antithesis. While he looked open and friendly, his companion had an expression that marked him as a hunter of some sort. I wondered if he knew he looked ready for murder.

Maybe they'll murder me in my sleep to get my house for their own. It certainly wouldn't be the first time someone thought stealing my home from me would be a good idea. I did down with the thieves well enough and I knew I could handle the two well-dressed peacocks, muscles and all.

"The town is just a few hours' walk away," I said dismissively. I looked up at the sun. It was fast setting. "If you hurry, you can make it there before the dark sets."

He looked instantly disappointed. I cringed inwardly but remained steadfast. I had enough to make it through the winter. The two men would likely deplete my resources to the point where I would have to pull extra hours every day for the next week to cover.

"We mean you no harm. We'll even pay you handsomely if you would care to provide us with food and lodgings," he said, reaching into his pockets for shillings.

I frowned. Money could solve my problems in terms of resources. On the other hand, my guts were very much against them staying. I trust my guts more than greed.

"You can get shelter in town. I'm not equipped to handle guests," I gestured to my small cottage, determined to send them on their ways.

My heart thumped against my chest at the way the second man focused his gaze on me. His dark eyes stared deep into my soul and just like that, I could feel my all insecurities surface. I squeezed the axe handle. I wondered if I was doing the right thing.

Unlike his cousin, there was no grin on his face or kindness in his eyes.

When he opened his lips, they formed into a half snarl that made my blood run cold. "Is there a man of the house we can speak to?" he asked impatiently. His voice was almost impossibly deep. It sent shudders down my spine.

His implication that there was a 'man of the house' in charge that he could talk to in order to bypass my decision made my blood boil. I held on to the anger.

I bristled visibly and responded with a haughty tilt of my head, "No, there isn't. This is my house." I gripped my weapon tightly, itching to use it on the misogynistic man. It didn't matter that he was drop dead sexy. Not with that kind of attitude. They probably had servants who called them 'Sir' and 'Lord' all the time too.

His friend elbowed him sharply. "Quiet, Glen."

"You boys should start walking if you want to reach down before the sun sets completely." I crossed my arms and glared at them, lips pressed to a grim, determined line. They weren't going to stay the night with me.

"But-"

"Let's go, Cody," Glen interrupted.

"But-" Cody looked from me to his partner, his lips opening and closing to try and verbalize his arguments.

Glen clearly held the power of the two. The moment he turned around, Cody quickly followed suit.

My heard finally calmed down as they disappeared back into the trees. I made a note to cover the tracks leading to the house. I had been getting more and more lost travelers of late.

By the time I finished all my work, the men had been pushed to the back of my mind. I had more solid things to worry about, like my ability to make it through the Winter. I made a mental note to check all the traps I had set in the woods first thing tomorrow. I might have caught a rabbit or three.

I took a sip of my soup, moaning in pleasure as the warm liquid went down my throat straight to my empty stomach. I hadn't realized how hungry I was until the soup reached my lips.

I inhaled the rest of dinner and curled into a comfortable ball by the fireplace. Heavy rain pattered against the roof and I let myself relax to the sound and vibration of water hitting my home, glad to have a roof over my head.

Pleasures The Night Brings

The sound of knocking woke me up. Rain was still falling heavily, the wind so strong that my house shook in its wake. I sat up and added a few more pieces of firewood to the flame, hoping to keep it burning so I can keep the warmth in.

I changed out of my simple dress, glad that I no longer had to suffer through suffocating corsets and petticoats. It was so much easier to move around now that it didn't matter how I looked in front of guests. I didn't even had to do my hair.

My eyes shot to the door when I heard the incessant knocking from the other side. I had assumed it was the wind gust that had made it rattle so much. A incoherent murmur of voices informed me that there were people there.

Blood hummed in my veins as adrenaline coursed through it. My first instinct to reach for a weapon was deterred by the fact that I hadn't left anything indoors that could be used as a weapon. I picked up the heavy cooking pan.

Had Frank finally found me?

The scar on my back throbbed and I shuddered. Goosebumps on my arms, I went to the window to peer outside. The heavy rain prevented me from seeing anything other than shadows.

The door continued to rattle. If not for the numerous locks I had installed, it would have fallen off its hinges by now.

"Please, let us in!" a strangely familiar voice requested, knocking again. My half-asleep brain placed it within seconds as the men I had run into earlier in the evening. I wondered if there was only the polite one left. A cruel part of me wanted the less polite one to be eaten by wolves. Unlikely.

"Hold on," I called out. With the pan balanced carefully on one hand, I unlocked the door one lock at a time.

The two men rushed inside the moment the door was open, bustling past me and towards the lit fireplace. They were both soaked to the bones.

"You're welcome," I muttered, closing the door after them. Their wet footsteps muddled my floor and they were making a pool of water as they dried themselves at the fireplace, all decorum forgotten.

"Take your clothes off," I ordered.

They stopped putting their hands as close to the fire without burning themselves and turned to stare at me numbly. They were both shaking from the cold, teeth chattering audibly. I knew I couldn't throw them out in this state.

"You're going to catch your deaths if you keep in those wet clothes." I gestured to the pot by the fire, "I have some soup leftover from dinner. Help yourselves."

They were like starved animals as they drank from the pot, using hands and bowls to scoop handfuls of vegetable and meat from the soup that would otherwise have lasted another day. I was right about their appetite.

"You need to slow down or you'll choke," I warned, amusement clear in my voice. I hadn't realized that they were so hungry. When I met them this evening, they still held themselves proudly. Perhaps they were too stubborn to admit that they needed help.

When I returned with my blankets, the pot was empty and their bellies were not.

There was a brightness in Cody's expression that I missed previously. It made the whole room light up.

"I'm sorry for not introducing ourselves earlier. I'm Cody, and this is my-"

"Cousin. Glen," his companion interrupted with a hint of a smile. His expression softened when he saw the blankets in my hands.

"Pleased to meet you," I nodded, unwilling to volunteer my own name. "I take you did not make it into town in time?"

"No," Cody started taking off his clothes. My breath caught and I couldn't help but stare at his perfect form. It had been too long since I had enjoyed the touch of a man. His clothes went off one by one, falling to the wet puddle on the floor and I stopped myself from gasping at the sight of his naked chest. His muscles were hard and formed.

"We must've taken a wrong turn somewhere, since we found ourselves back here instead of in town," Glen said with an amused smile, having caught my lecherous gaze on his cousin.

"You must have," I agreed, tearing my eyes from his cousin to stare at him instead. I drank her in like a starved sailor. He had a brand on his chest that suggested he was more than he seemed. I wondered if he had been a slave once upon a time, forced to serve a master and carry his brand.

"Would you have more food you could spare, please?" Cody pleaded, standing before me in just his breeches.

I blushed a bright red and turned around hastily. What was I doing? It was not as if I've never seen men naked before. The men in town often walked around in various states of undress. There was a stirring between my legs that I had not felt for a long time.

"Leave the clothes by the side. I'll hand it dry later. I'll see if there's anything outside I can prepare," I said, quickly taking a thick jacket to wrap around myself so I could get some vegetables from the garden outside.

I had never been with a man before, despite my mother's insistence otherwise. I had grown up in a well-to-do family and was set to be married off to a very important Lord who was almost three times my age.

I did not mind much. I had prepared myself to be married off to someone older since I was old enough to understand marriages. Instead of taking my virginity on our marriage bed, he had made me take off all my clothes and tied me to the bed with ropes fastened tightly on my wrists and ankles.

Completely naked and on my belly, there was little that I could do but bury my face in the pillows in shame when he had brought in more lecherous men into the room. They watched as he took a whip from under the bed and brought it across my naked bottom. Each lash brought searing white hot flashes of pain on my buttocks and back.

I screamed and thrashed, begging for him to stop. The sight of my helpless body and my pleading made the men hard. To my horror, they had their cocks out and were pumping away, licking their lips in pleasure as my new husband continued to whip my naked back.

He continued whipping the hard leather against my porcelain skin, turning this way and that to form zigzags of lines on my back. It was at some point that my body started interpreting the pain as pleasure and I could feel the stirrings between my legs.

My body was pressed tight against the bed, but even so, I could feel my nipples harden. I ached for someone to touch me between my legs. A deep yearning had reared its head deep in my belly and I felt like a ripening fruit as the searing heat on my back rippled through my body.

"Oh! Please! Stop!" I continued to beg, pressing deeper to the bed. I tasted the cotton bed sheets as I bit down hard to stop myself from screaming out and moaning. My body betrayed my lust as wetness started to seep out, wetting the space between my legs.

His friends stared at me with eyes burning in lust and desire. I wondered if they were all going to touch me or just watch from the side. Were they going to whip me as well?

My pussy clenched at nothingness as my new husband continued to rain lashes on my body. I had grown numb to the pain and the nerves there had given up sending signals to my brain entirely. Instead, the lashes sent ripples of desire through me that burned my sex.

When he finally stopped, I found myself wanting more. His fingers touched me between my legs, testing the ripeness of my soft flesh. I knew I was ready to bloom as his fingers lingered there, touching the folds to send ripples of pleasure over me.

I arched my back and made a strangled noise from the back of my throat. It was an overwhelming sensation that I was completely unfamiliar with. My pink buds burned with the need to be touched. I closed my eyes to a half mast and waited for more to happen.

My thighs convulsed as I fought to close them despite the pleasure. The ropes dug into my skin the more I struggled but I couldn't help myself.

"Stay still, little one," my husband's voice ordered.

I twisted my head back to watch what he was doing and my eyes widened when he brought his hand down between my legs and spanked my throbbing sex.

The moment his palm met my folds, I cried out. It was as if I had been introduced to heaven and hell in the same moment. I was ready to bloom open in delicious pleasure, but he tethered me to the edge by mixing the intense pleasure with pain.