Rescuing their missing third was supposed to be the difficult part. But Jesse Madding and Gideon Keel are learning their work is only beginning.
One month after her return to her normal life, Emma Coolidge seems to be healthy and well-adjusted from the time she spent captive in a hell dimension. Every night, though, reveals the depths of her trauma. She doesn't dream; she sleepwalks. When Gideon catches her unconsciously searching for a book about dimensional magic, he knows that it's time to put an end to her torment.
But Emma isn't the only who can't seem to adjust. Jesse doesn't know how to handle his new powers when he's with Emma. Gideon fears that neither of his lovers need him at all anymore. And always, there's the fear Castelain will return to seize Emma, the prize she has already claimed as her own.
Dropping his hand, he stood and strode to the door without looking back. "Come on then, boy. Emma's waiting for us."
He heard Jesse's clothes rustle as he pushed himself to his feet, then fell in step behind him. Jesse's pulse was pounding a little bit faster, and he caught the lightest scent of anxiety drifting from Jesse's body. As they reached the bedroom door, he caught the same scent coming from Emma.
She stood in front of the full-length mirror, examining her reflection from every possible angle. When he stepped inside, she whirled around, like a child caught with its hand in the cookie jar. Her hands flew behind her back, and her eyes flew to Jesse's face. A pink stain rose in her cheeks. The way Jesse frowned said her walls were appropriately down, and the anxiety Gideon had sniffed entering was roiling around the room.
Gideon waited until Jesse was all the way in before shutting the door and folding his arms over his chest. "This is all for your own good. There's nothing to be nervous about."
Jesse inclined his head. "I know, Sir." He glanced over to Emma again, his eyes slightly narrowed. "I'm trying not to be."
"That's because you don't --" She broke off at Gideon's stern glance. "I'm sorry."
"He might not, but he will soon. Show him what I bought for you, Emma."
Her hands smoothed over her hips in reflex to his order, jerking them away when she caught Gideon's eye again. She went to the buttons on her blouse, fumbling as she undid them from the bottom, one by one. Any other day, the skin she exposed would have been a creamy, flawless expanse. Today, it was striped in red welts, blossoms of purple and blue mottling her stomach all the way to her breasts.
Jesse tried to look away, like it was still too much for him to handle, but Gideon gripped the back of his neck and forced his gaze back to Emma's body. He didn't try to resist Gideon's grip, but his body stiffened as soon he saw the hint of the steel on Emma's body. They had chastity belts in the playroom, but this was unlike anything they had used for play and delayed gratification. This was meant for extended wear, complete with a series of locks that would ensure he would not need to remove the harness when she needed to use the bathroom.
"A chastity belt? Why?"
"To make sure nobody falls prey to temptation." Using his hold, he pulled Jesse closer to murmur in his ear, "Don't worry. I got one for you, too."
Jesse's face registered shock. "How long will we be wearing them?"
"Until I take them off." He nodded toward Emma. "Get Jesse's."
As she turned away to get the bag from beside the bed, the steel of the belt clanked in such a way to make Gideon's cock jerk. With her back to him, the perfect globes of her ass made him wish he'd put the belt on Jesse first and left her bare to fuck in front of him. He'd say it was to prove a point, but really it would simply be because the sight of her was enough to make him consider forgetting everything he'd said about punishment. Which would totally defeat the purpose of this entire exercise, unfortunately.
He forced himself to remain still as she returned to stand in front of them, unsure what to do next.
"Strip, boy." Though he let Jesse go, Gideon didn't step away. "You won't be wearing anything but the belt unless I tell you otherwise."
Jesse obediently removed his clothes, tossing them aside casually. Other people might have balked at the idea of being practically naked for extended periods of time, but not his boy. He had no qualms or shame about being naked. His attention was locked on the belt in Emma's hands, staring at the points where her small fingers connected with the cold steel.
"You know how to put it on," Gideon said.
Emma's eyes widened, like it never occurred to her that she would be the one charged with this responsibility. Jesse's hands locked into fists as Emma dropped to her knees in front of him. Despite what happened earlier that day, and despite the trouble that they were both in, Gideon felt the spark of arousal passing between them, and the slight twitch of Jesse's cock.
"Step into it," Emma instructed, holding the belt at Jesse's feet. He stepped forward and she pulled it up to his hips.
Gideon had specifically chosen this version for the way it would strap Jesse's cock down. Emma had to push the length into the L-shaped tube first, where it would hold it between his legs and make an erection impossible once the belt was secure. The flow of blood would be interrupted and the worst Jesse would feel was a twinge of discomfort. This wasn't about pain, after all. This was about control. And considering Jesse could sometimes be a walking hard-on, that made this a true test.
A torrent of goose bumps erupted along Jesse's thighs as Emma's breath fanned across his midsection. Her hands shook as she pulled the security belt through all three straps. Jesse's was just like Emma's in that respect. The steel band ran down his crack, and the fitting over his cock made it impossible for Jesse to even touch his balls. The only way to get out was to undo the locks. The locks Gideon had the keys for.