8. Kenley

KENLEY

Feelings that she knows she's gonna have to feed …

I woke up a ball of nerves on Friday morning. Thomas, Shelby, and I were set to play that evening and I was nervous as hell. I wanted this to work out, whatever this was. Waking up with Shelby wrapped around me the other day was a wonderful feeling that I couldn't wait to repeat. I wondered if it would be just as good waking with Thomas. I still couldn't believe I was considering being a part of a ménage relationship. Could I even be with two people at once?

By the time it was time to head to the club, I was equal parts nervous and excited. This was it. This was when I was going to find out if playing as the only sub was going to work. I suspected it would. I smiled when I stepped out of the Uber and saw both Thomas and Shelby waiting for me. They each greeted me with a kiss on the cheek and grabbed my hands. We bypassed the line and went through the employees' entrance at the side of the building. It was stupid but going in there made me feel special. Such a small, insignificant thing had built me up.

"How are you feeling?" Thomas asked.

"I'm a little nervous, to be honest."

"I think that's normal," Shelby said quietly. "Would you like to dance for a while before we head to the room?"

"I don't need to dance first," I smiled. "I've been looking forward to this for days."

"Okay. Let's go then," Thomas said, taking my hand and leading me to his room, Shelby right behind us.

"You don't need to be nervous, baby," Shelby smiled, dragging the zipper down on my dress and kissing the juncture of my neck and shoulder.

Thomas hooked his fingers under the dress and eased it down, groaning as my tits bounced out.

"Fuck, you're beautiful. I want you on the spanking bench," he ordered.

I scrambled to get on it, the timbre of his voice sending shivers down my spine. He stood on one side of me and Shelby on the other. They worked in unison to get the leather cuffs around my wrists and ankles, hooking them onto the bench.

"Color?" Shelby asked.

"Green. So very green."

"Good," Thomas said, trailing his hand down my back and over the curve of my ass.

I moaned as they worked in tandem warming my ass up, their hands coming down in gentle strikes. Shelby soothed me with gentle circles as Thomas walked away. Shelby moved to the front of me as Thomas moved behind, the tails of a flogger licking my ass gently.

"You're doing so well," Shelby said, running a hand through my hair.

I took a deep breath and let the thudding sensation of the flogger overtake me. Time and again it came down on me, getting harder over time. I whined when he stopped and walked away. After a moment he walked to the front of me, placing a kiss on my lips and then Shelby's. She walked away and I cried out when a leather slapper connected with my thigh. Thomas rubbed my back as she slapped my other thigh.

I was getting wetter the more he rubbed my back and she brought the slapper against my skin. I cried out again when a hard smack with her hand landed on one cheek and the other. My cheeks burned in the most delicious way as she moved back to my thighs. They changed places again, this time Shelby kissed me, her tongue briefly dipping into my mouth. I moaned against her lips, gasping as another flogger came down on my ass, this time a stinging feeling taking over.

I cried out as each of the tails connected. I panted as the flogger struck me time and again. I whined when he stopped, trailing his hands across my hot skin. They each moved to my sides, kissed my neck and then worked to undo the cuffs. They each took an arm to help me stand and I slumped against Thomas' chest.

"Fuck," I moaned. "That was fucking epic ."

They both chuckled and led me to the bed.

"I hope you don't think we're done with you," Shelby said, easing me onto my back.

My eyes widened as they laid beside me and moved to take my nipples into their mouths. Their hands ran up and down my thighs, stopping just shy of my pussy. I grumbled and felt them smiling against me. Thomas bit down gently on my nipple as Shelby kissed her way down my body. I gasped as she ran her tongue up and down my lips as Thomas crashed his mouth against mine. His length pressed against my thigh as Shelby's tongue probed my entrance.

Thomas climbed up the bed, stroked his cock a couple of times and then dragged it over my bottom lip. I groaned as I gathered his precum with my tongue.

"Open," he ordered. "Tongue out."

I did as he said, flattening my tongue. He pushed in slowly, my tongue caressing the underside of his length. I closed my mouth around him, hollowed my cheeks and started bobbing back and forth. Shelby fucked me with her tongue, circling my clit as Thomas fucked my mouth. He moved faster and faster, his breaths coming in pants.

"Shelby," he growled. "I need to be inside her."

I watched as Shelby moved to the top of the bed and he rolled on a condom. He took his place between my legs and I cried out as he slammed into me, stilling so I could get used to his large cock.

"My turn," Shelby grinned, taking hold of the headboard and straddling my head.

She lowered herself down, moaning as I dragged my tongue through her wet folds. I brought it back and forth as Thomas started thrusting. Shelby cried out as I took her clit into my mouth and sucked gently.

"Fuck, you're good at this," she moaned.

Thomas chuckled and then growled as I tightened my pussy around his shaft.

"She's fucking good at this too."

"Oh my God," Shelby yelled. "I'm gonna come!"

Her juices coated my face as my own release built up. I could tell Thomas wasn't too far from coming either. Shelby dropped down beside me and I moaned helplessly allowing my body to take over in that moment. I met Thomas thrust for thrust, shocks of pleasure rolling through me as I came around his cock. He called out my name as he exploded inside me, falling forward, his head resting on my shoulder. We both breathed heavily as we came down from our releases.

Realization crawled over me as he laid beside me. I had just fucked them both and I didn't know what to do with the feelings building in me. I scrambled over Shelby and grabbed my dress, pulling it on.

"Kenley, what's wrong?" Thomas asked, concerned.

"Where are you going?" Shelby cried. "Don't leave."

I dashed from the room, leaving them staring at each other in confusion. I'd lost control to the two of them and tears filled my eyes.

What the fuck did I just do?

I had taken an Uber home and immediately jumped in the shower. Play with the two of them had been amazing. I loved being the only sub. I hadn't intended to sleep with them. I was catching feelings and it was terrifying. Once out of the shower, I dried off and checked my phone. I wasn't surprised to see they had messaged in our group chat.

Thomas: Kenley, what happened?

Shelby: Is everything okay?

Thomas: Why did you leave, sweetheart?

Shelby: Please, talk to us. What did we do wrong?

I set my phone down without answering and climbed into bed. I couldn't deal with this tonight. I tossed and turned all night, waking more exhausted than I'd started. I wasn't surprised to wake up to a voicemail from them. I took a deep breath and dialed in to listen to it.

"Kenley, I'm not sure what we did wrong but we need to talk about this," Shelby started.

"Things seemed to be going so well. We just want to know what freaked you out so we can deal with it. Please, don't leave things like this," Thomas pleaded.

"Call us or text us," Shelby said, a sadness in her voice. "We just want to know what happened."

"Don't let things end like this. We can work through whatever happened."

I sighed and deleted the message. I couldn't explain what happened to them when I didn't even understand it myself. I loved what happened but I was so overwhelmed by it. Not wanting to leave them hanging entirely, I went back into the chat and paused with my fingers over the keyboard.

Kenley: I need time.

I closed out of the chat, muted my phone, and tossed it on my nightstand. I wasn't ready to talk and I didn't want to see what else they might say. I made my way to the kitchen and popped a pod into the Keurig. Settling on the couch a few minutes later, coffee in hand, I thought back to the night before. I had been fine during and after play. I had definitely been into the sex with them. Hell, I came harder than I ever had before. It was after I started having problems.

I hadn't even been sure I wanted to sleep with them. I got into my own head and didn't know how I had just slept with two people at once. I never thought something like that would happen.

Could I be with two people? Did I want to be?

I spent all morning with thoughts about the night running around and around in my head and was no closer to figuring it out. All I knew was that they were becoming super important to me and I needed to get my shit together. I had to decide what I wanted to do. I struggled with my thoughts for almost a week before I finally reached out to them. For the first couple of days, they had tried to give me time. Then the calls and messages of concern started. They never seemed to get angry about it. They only seemed to be worried about them. I wasn't sure what to say to them but I had to try, for all our sakes.

Kenley: Hi. Can we talk?

Shelby: Oh my God! Kenley, we've been so worried about you.

Thomas: We're so happy to hear from you. Are you okay?

Kenley: I'm not really sure but I think we need to talk. Can you guys come over?

Shelby: I can be there in a half hour.

Thomas: I need about forty-five to get there.

Kenley: Okay, I'll see you both soon.

I wasn't even sure what I was going to say to them, I just knew I needed to try. Maybe they could help me figure out what went wrong. Thomas must have broken every speed limit to get here because he actually arrived before Shelby. He leaned in to kiss my cheek, stopping short as I stiffened.

"Sorry," he muttered, standing straight again.

"Can I get you something to drink?"

"I feel like I'm going to need something strong to get through this conversation. Do you have anything like that?"

"I have a brand new bottle of whiskey. Come on through to the living room and I'll grab it."

He settled onto the couch while I poured three glasses and brought them in. The doorbell rang and I moved to let Shelby in. She looked awful. She clearly hadn't been sleeping well and I hated that it was probably because of me. I led her into the living room and sat on the opposite end of the couch.

"Oh, thank God," she mumbled, grabbing her drink and tossing it back in one shot.

I looked at her, eyes wide and poured another for her. Thomas and I were more controlled, sipping our drinks slowly. I took a deep breath and met their eyes.

Here goes.

"I'm not sure what to say to you both but I'll start with apologizing. I shouldn't have run out like I did."

"That's okay, we—" Thomas started.

"Then why did you?" Shelby interrupted, tears in her eyes.

"I freaked out! Maybe I should have stayed to talk to you both but all I could think of was getting out of that room. I had to think and I couldn't do that with you two."

"I understand," Thomas said kindly. "Why didn't you tell us that? Instead, we worried about you all week, wondering what we'd fucked up."

"Did we pressure you?" Shelby asked. "I thought that you were into it. Oh my God, I?—"

"No! I didn't feel pressured into anything, Shelby. In that moment, I wanted you both so much."

"Then I don't understand why you got freaked out. Did Thomas and I fuck this up?"

"No, I did," I answered, a tear rolling down my cheek. "This is all so new to me. Playing with two people? Sleeping with two people? It's a lot."

"Do you not want this?" Thomas asked quietly.

"I'm not even sure what this is. Are we just playing and fucking around?"

"I already told you that wasn't my style," Shelby answered.

"It's not mine either, Kenley. We want to build something with you. With the three of us."

"I don't know if I can do it. I—I just don't know."

I looked at them both and almost broke when I saw the hope die on their faces. I was pretty sure I had just devastated both of them and that was too much for me to take.

"I'm sorry," I cried, running out of the room, leaving them stunned on the couch.

I ran up to my room, slammed the door, and flopped down on my bed. I sobbed, not even caring that I'd left them sitting downstairs. Not long after, the front door opened and closed. I was alone again and wondering if I'd just fucked up the best thing to ever happen to me.