I Told You So Ch. 10

My head jerked up automatically, a denial on my lips. Ben shoved my head back down.

"I know you think you were only teasing," Joe said mockingly. "But it was a lie. You lied to us and you're going to have to pay for it."

He moved the belt gently across my back as he spoke.

"I don't want to hear any excuses," he continued, his hand kneading my behind. "But I do want to hear you screaming when you're punished, otherwise I'm just going to assume the punishment isn't working, and then I'll have to do it harder and longer."

I pressed my forehead to the mattress, smothering a quiet moan.

"And then we are going to want an apology," Joe told me. "And you're going to have to make us believe it. Now, the only words I want to hear come out of your mouth right now are the ones that tell me you understand. Look at me."

Ben's hand loosened on my neck and I turned to look up at Joe. His eyes were dark but controlled, his face impassive. I searched his eyes and for just a second thought I saw them soften slightly. I knew I could say the word and this would be over in an instant. I also knew I didn't want it to be over. I nodded slowly at him.

"I understand," I said meekly.

The smile Joe gave me was almost proud. He nodded at Ben, who shoved my head back down. Joe dragged the belt the length of my back and then drew it away. The first lash came immediately and even though I knew it was going to happen, I still jerked in surprise and cried out. I felt a hand smooth over my behind where the belt had struck, and then another hit with the belt. Again, a hand running over the injured skin, and another sharp thwack. I screamed with each hit and flinched with each stroke of his hands. My legs were trembling and my arousal was obvious by the moisture dampening my thighs. I didn't think to count but I am certain I didn't make it to five lashes before I was begging for forgiveness, my pleas as much of a turn on for me as the punishment was.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry," I sobbed. "I shouldn't have lied. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, sir."

I don't know what made me add the 'sir' but as soon as I did, everything in the room stopped and I heard a low growl rumble from Joe's chest. The belt dropped next to me and his hands were on my behind, squeezing and pinching roughly.

"I really am sorry, sir," I repeated plaintively, sniffing as tears fell down my cheeks.

"Good girl," Joe murmured, his tone still commanding. "But we're not done yet," he said, slapping my behind.

I cried out and jerked forward. I felt Ben's fingers tighten around my throat and gasped.

"What did they tell you?" Ben's voice was hot and fierce in my ear.

My eyes fluttered shut and I tried to take a deep breath. I paid for my hesitation with a stronger squeeze around my throat and another spank on my bottom.

"What. Did. They. Say." Ben loosened his hold slightly but spoke just as firmly.

"They -" I broke off in a sob. "They just said, you guys - you were always close - and - and - they thought for a while - that you were in love with each other - that you guys were gay and a couple -" I gasped in relief when Ben's hand released my throat, gulping for air.

There was silence in the room and I braved a glance at Ben. He was sitting back, resting on his heels, grinning at Joe. Then I heard them laughing. Angry disbelief flooded through me, then I rolled my eyes but didn't dare move.

"Well, that's not as bad as showing her the pictures from when we dressed like twins for that entire year," I heard Joe say.

"Or all the naked pictures of us sharing a bed when we were little," Ben said.

They were both laughing so hard they could barely speak. I propped my head up and looked at them. They weren't paying any attention to me, so I grabbed the belt and swatted it at Ben. I don't think it was hard enough to hurt, but it startled him enough to grab my arms and pull me off Joe so that our eyes were level. I looked at him steadily, watching him try to contain his lingering amusement without success. Narrowing my eyes, I slid my arm out of his grasp and turned quickly to slap Joe with the belt, hitting him on his upper thigh. He sucked in a sharp breath and grabbed my wrist hard enough that I released the belt.

"You are still going to pay," he said, all humor gone.

I bit my lip and his eyes trailed over my body possessively. He spun me and threw me onto Ben's lap, my face hitting his thighs. Joe roughly pulled my hips up and plunged a finger inside me. I cried out and Ben aimed his cock into my mouth, gripping my hair so I couldn't pull away.

"Fuck, Chelsea," Joe said roughly, removing his finger. "You are so wet."

I moaned around Ben. He pulled my arms behind my back so I couldn't touch him with anything but my mouth. Joe was pinching and kneading my butt cheeks, sliding along my slit. He pushed into me in one thrust, slapping my ass at the same time. I screamed around Ben and felt him gasp. Joe continued thrusting into me, timing random entries with a sharp spank, bucking me forward onto Ben. They held me prone, Joe drilling me from behind and Ben fucking my mouth, until I felt them both swell and knew they were close. Joe's fingers were pressed painfully into me and he brought one hand to my belly before finding my clit, pinching it roughly. I growled around Ben.

"I want you to come now," Joe ordered. "Both of you," he said. "Come with me," he groaned, slamming into me.

I felt myself contract around him just as Ben's first spurt hit my throat, immediately followed by Joe's climax inside me, which he punctuated with a hard slap on my behind. Ben slipped out of my mouth and my head fell to the bed, my body convulsing around Joe as I screamed with my release. Ben gripped my face with one hand, the other stroking himself as he finished, drops landing on my cheek. Joe was shouting, continuing to spank me every time our bodies met. Finally they both fell onto their backs, releasing their holds on me. I gripped the sheets in a fist and bit on my knuckles, gasping and sobbing as I gradually caught my breath. It was taking them just as long to recover, so when I rolled to my back and looked between them, they were still panting and unmoving.

"Fucking assholes," I muttered, somewhat affectionately.

Joe chuckled, reaching out for my leg and turning so he could clamp his thighs around mine.

"That was awesome," he told me with a smug smile.

I couldn't deny it, but I refused to agree just yet.

"Assholes," I said more firmly, trying not to smile. "Did you guys plan that?"

Ben snorted. "Fuck no." He propped himself up to look at us. "I just went with it." He looked at Joe. "Jesus Christ, dude - I had no idea you had such a dark side."

"What - he didn't tie you up and spank you when you guys were gay for each other?" I asked wickedly.

Ben pounced on me, holding my shoulders down.

"Have you not learned your lesson yet, missy?" he teased, biting my neck.

"Yes, sir," I murmured, smiling as he kissed me.

I sighed as I felt him settle against me, growing harder already. I forced myself to push him away, launching myself on top of him.

"No," I said firmly, running my tongue along his neck. "Neither of you get to be inside me again until tonight."

"Oh, really?" Ben asked, pressing our crotches together.

"Yes -" I broke off when Joe wrapped around me from behind.

"Yes," I repeated. "We're going to take a shower," I told them haughtily. "And we can touch each other..." I ran my eyes over Ben's chest. "In fact, I'm going to insist on it. But nothing else, until tonight."

I brushed my lips against his softly, then turned to meet Joe's lips.

"Because tonight, you're both going to be inside me."

I took advantage of their shock to slide out from between them, causing Joe to tumble onto Ben. I knelt, thrilled by the sight of them. They were barely touching really, but even the suggestion of them naked and tangled together made a tingling warmth spread through my body. I made an approving sound deep in my throat.

"That is fucking gorgeous," I breathed, my hands cupping my breasts without thinking.

I shook my head slightly and met their eyes.

"Tonight. You're both going to be inside me. At the same time." I paused, running my hands down my sides and cupping them between my legs. "In the same place."

I watched as their eyes widened, both of their chests heaving, and smiled slowly.

"Now. Shower," I ordered.

I started to get off the bed and squealed when Joe lunged for me. He caught me easily, tossing me in the air a little before cradling me in his arms.

"You're amazing," he whispered, his lips brushing my temple.

I was struck by the loving look he gave me. I wrinkled my brow quizzically and he smiled self-consciously.

"Did I hurt you, kitten?" he asked quietly.

I smirked. "Wasn't that the point?" I teased.

We reached the bathroom and he shifted me so that I slid down his body until my feet reached the floor. He cupped my cheek.

"Well, yes and no," he said, looking concerned.

I touched the hand on my face. "I loved it," I whispered, smiling when his eyes lit up.

I spanked his behind as Ben joined us.

"Get in, both of you," I told them.

Our shower was small, but we didn't mind crowding in. Ben lathered his hands in a bar of soap before handing it to Joe.

"You'd better tend to that delicious ass," he remarked. "Make sure you didn't do any permanent damage."

Joe complied, taking the job very seriously, running his sudsy fingers all over my behind gently.

"I'd apologize," he murmured into my ear, "if I didn't know how much you liked it."

Ben and I both chuckled. Ben was circling his hands around my breasts and I grabbed the soap from Joe to wash Ben's chest, slowly moving my way down to his crotch. I sighed happily.

"God, you really did love it," Ben teased, tweaking a nipple.

"I'm not the only one," I reminded him.

He grinned and kissed me. I continued stroking his hardening shaft, staring into his eyes. Joe nudged me forward so my breasts were smashed against Ben's chest and I giggled as our slippery bodies met. Joe worked his soapy hands into my back and shoulders and I sighed again. I faced him to wash his front, then turned him to do his back. Ben's hands came around to my breasts again and I covered them with mine, our fingers tangling as we cupped and fondled them. I moved our joined hands to Joe and we massaged soap into his back, running our fingers along his spine. I removed my hands from Ben's, traveling them down to Joe's behind and thighs and watched as Ben's hands continued moving on Joe, my breath quickening.

Joe turned to face us, his chest heaving slightly. I met his eyes as he ran his hands down my arms until our fingers laced. Repositioning myself so that I was somewhat facing both of them, I brought Joe's hand to Ben's chest and we pressed our fingers into his flesh. I glanced between them covertly, gauging their reactions, and guided Joe's hand lower until we reached the straining erection between Ben's legs, circling it with our fingers. If they were unnerved, they either hid it well or recovered too quickly for me to notice. I slid my hand away and Joe continued stroking Ben's shaft. I wrapped an arm around each of them, cupping and squeezing their behinds. Ben lifted one of his hands and slowly reached out to place it on Joe's chest. He rested it there, unmoving for a while, before gradually running the suds over his body.

I realized I was holding my breath and gripping their behinds tightly, feeling them clench and flex under my hands. My eyes were moving back and forth between them, watching them touch each other and becoming more aroused with each movement of their hands.

"Jesus," I breathed. "That is just so hot."

Ben looked at me. "You like that, huh?" he asked faintly.

I nodded, my eyes wide and my lips parted with desire.

"Full of surprises," he murmured, giving me a slow kiss.

Joe surprised me by running a hand down my body and then grasping a nipple between his fingers. I gasped and he grinned. Narrowing my eyes, I took their hands and forced them to stop touching each other.

"No fun stuff until tonight," I admonished. "Who's going to wash my hair?" I demanded.