After dinner, I walk up to the bed and climb in. I hear them come in some time later, but I just roll over, refusing to acknowledge their presence. I feel the bed dip on both sides, feel both of them reaching for me, trying to get any reaction out of me.
I feel Theo’s erection pressing into my back, so I roll onto my stomach. “Punish him not me,” Theo says, his cold hands rubbing my ass. I know whatever we do, Tobias will feel through their bond. Not wanting to give him the satisfaction, I fight my own desires, choosing to ignore the feeling stirring in my stomach. I actually have trouble telling if they are my own feelings; they feel a little foreign to me. Then, I realized what they meant about the bond and feeling what each other felt.
“Babe,” Theo whines, tugging on my hip, trying to get me to roll over. I feel terrible, knowing he has been wanting to touch me all day. But I don't want to give Tobias the satisfaction of this victory over me.
“Nope, you have both turned me off men for life. Not interested.” Tobias moves his hand, rubbing my lower back, but I don’t give in, holding strong, although I want to crumble and beg them to be inside me. I toss and turn all night, fighting their desires that are pushing on me and fighting my own. My sleep is broken and restless.
Waking up the next morning, I feel exhausted. I roll over and Tobias and Theo both have suits on. I sit up hopeful.
Tobias destroys the feeling almost instantly, “Nope, don’t even ask.”
“So what? I’m supposed to wait here all day for you both to return? Sorry to tell you but I’m not housewife material.” Theo smirks.
“Clearly your cooking is terrible.” Tobias throws back at me. I cross my arms across my chest. I feel tears burning my eyes at not being allowed to leave. I just want to feel like a normal person, why is that so wrong?
Theo leans over and whispers in my ear. “Go, get dressed.” I jump off the bed and Tobias turns on Theo.
“What the fuck, Theo, you know she can’t leave.”
“It’s just work, Tobias. She has been stuck here for weeks, and you know we need the help there.” Theo explains, finally standing up for me.
Tobias mutters something too low for me to hear.
He isn’t happy and follows me into the walk-in wardrobe. I instantly think that he is going to stop me, but instead, he reaches in and grabs my black dress off the hanger and passes it to me. I look at him, excited. “Hurry up before I change my mind.”
I happily grab my make-up bag and rush into the bathroom. I quickly throw on my mascara and eyeliner as well as some red lipstick. I brush my hair and straighten it, feeling somewhat girly today. I grab the dress and put it on. It’s a black mid length dress with lace on the back. I walk out and Theo walks over and quickly zips the back of my dress up. Tobias grabs a pair of my black heels, and I put my hand on his shoulder as he slides my foot into each one before buckling them up.
Theo retrieves my bag and hands it to me. I throw it over my shoulder before grabbing my phone off charge. We make our way downstairs but are running late because they had to wait for me, so we go straight to the car. I hop in the front before Tobias tells me to. He grabs my knee when he gets in, squeezing it softly. Ten minutes pass and my phone starts ringing like crazy, coming into reception. Multiple emails coming through, and text messages. One is from Mark, I start replying.
Tobias looks over and sees I’m texting. “Who are you messaging?” he asks. I feel Tobias lean over, trying to read over my shoulder.
“Mark, from work,” I say simply.
“And what does Mark want?” I sigh when I look up and see Tobias’ white knuckles from his death grip on the steering wheel.
“He was wondering if you fired me because he hasn’t seen me at work.” I also notice missed calls from Tom. My phone dings again, a reply from Mark. Theo leans over and reads my message asking if I want to have lunch with him.
I hear Theo growl, so I turn to him, raising an eyebrow. “What’s got into you? Jealousy doesn’t suit you, Theo.”
“Tell him no,” Theo growls out. I roll my eyes and reply telling him I’m too busy today.
“Tell who no? This Mark? What did he ask?” Tobias asks angrily.
“He only asked to have lunch with me. Geez, calm down, we are just friends!”
“You’re ours,” they both say at the same time. I roll my eyes, It’s pretty obvious already by the fact that they are holding me prisoner. I know Mark likes me, but he also knows he is in the friendzone, not the bed zone.
When we get to the office, Tom sees me and walks up, giving me a side hug. I hug him back, but he steps back when he sees Tobias and Theo walk up the stairs and through the doors. I know something is up with them, so I mouth, “I will find you later.” Tom nods.
Tobias puts his hand on my back and escorts me to the elevator with Theo. We catch the elevator upstairs, and I go straight to the kitchen and pop the kettle on, desperately wanting coffee. I then walk out and turn the phones over and start up my computer. I groan when I see the amount of emails.
I then walk back to make our coffees and walk into Tobias’s office, where they are both looking over documents. I place the coffee on the coffee table. I go to walk out and to my computer to get onto the horrid task of answering everyone, but Theo grabs my wrist and walks me over to the desk and bends me over it. His hands run over the fabric of my dress.
“What are you doing? I have work to do.” I ask.
“I have always wanted to bend you over this desk and fuck you,” he replies.
“Another day, I’m busy.” His hand runs under my skirt, hoisting it up. I smile when he realizes I don’t have any panties under the tight fabric.
I hear Tobias growl, noticing my bare ass in the air. I stand up and fix my skirt. “Where are your panties, Imogen?” Tobias asks. I know he doesn’t like the idea of me walking around with nothing under my dress, in a building full of men. I ignore him and walk out.
I go to my desk and start working, the day passes quickly. I have so much filing and Theo and Tobias are in meetings all day. When I get to my desk with my seventh coffee for the day, my phone vibrates. I receive a text message from Theo, who I know is in a meeting with Tobias. I open it.
Theo: Meet me in my office?
Me: No can do, busy.
Theo: ☹ So yay or nay?
Me: Definitely feeling Mysexual.
Theo: Mysexual?
Me: Yep Mysexual, #Mefucksmyself
Theo: Ha, Mysexual I like it, kind of like self-coupled.
Me: Why not? They have bisexual and homosexual, yadda yadda. Might start a petition to find other Mysexuals, get it classed as a sexuality under fucking my hand. It's better than cock.
Theo: Can I watch you fuck your yourself?
Me: No, wouldn’t want you to get jealous, that my hand lasts longer. ?
Theo: Is that a challenge?
Me: Maybe.
I put my phone down and turn back to my computer. I’m typing away when I feel hands run over my shoulders and stop on my breasts. His mouth, below my ear. His cold breath tickles me, making me shiver. “Challenge accepted.” I almost moan just at the sound of his voice. Theo spins my chair around before pulling me to my feet. I giggle when he starts pulling me toward his office.
“Theo, we’re at work. Where is Tobias?” He closes the door behind him, locking it.
“In the meeting, still,” he says as he grabs me. I wrap my legs around his waist as he puts me on top of his desk. His mouth devours the skin on my neck. I feel his hands run up my thighs, pulling the dress up. I grab his belt, yanking him to me, undoing his belt.
“We are going to be in so much trouble,” I whisper against his lips, but continue to undo his pants until his cock springs free. I wiggle myself to the edge of the desk, eager to feel his large cock moving inside me. Theo rams in and I moan out loudly, Theo’s hand covers my mouth, muffling the noise. The walls are only thin in the meeting room. I chuckle, knowing Tobias would definitely know what we are doing here. Theo rams his cock into me repeatedly, my moans fill the room despite his hand covering my mouth, my walls flutter around his cock as my juices coat him.
Theo pulls me over onto my stomach, bringing my ass into the air, he slaps it but not like Tobias did. My stomach tightens, arousal floods me, moisture pools between my thighs as he rams into me from behind, my hips digging into the desk as he pounds away. I feel my orgasm building, hear the moist sounds our bodies make as they collide together. Theo grabs my hair, pulling my head back, his lips smashing into mine, sending me over the edge. I come screaming his name as my legs tremble and my walls tighten around his large thick length. Theo slams into me harder, finding his own release. He pulls my skirt down as he kisses my shoulder. I stand up, trying to catch my breath. Theo passes me a G-string; I recognize it instantly as one of mine.
I raise an eyebrow at him. “You think I didn’t know you had no panties on, Imogen?”
“How?” I ask. I got dressed in the bathroom away from them.
“I noticed when I zipped you up, this morning. Naughty girl. Tobias will spank that ass for walking around bare like that,” he says, kissing my forehead.
My stomach tightens and excitement rushes through me.
“Although I think you want to be spanked, don’t you?” I wrap my arms around his neck, his wrapping around my waist. I lean in and kiss him softly before pulling away. I then quickly slip on my panties before fixing my dress.
We walk out of the office just as Tobias and a group of men walk out of the meeting, heading towards the elevator. I stop, Theo walking into my back. Tobias glares at us and I know we will be copping an earful. He bids them farewell, then storms toward us. I turn to Theo and see his office door click shut. “Chicken,” I sing out to him.
Tobias folds his arms across his chest. I look down and see the huge bulge in his pants. Yep, he definitely felt what we were doing. I reach my hand down and grab his cock through his pants. He groans and I rub my hand along his shaft, through his pants and his eyes shut. I lean closer, kissing his cheek down to his chin before I let go and walk off. I chuckle to myself, I know he will punish me for it later. I hear him groan before walking into his office and slamming the door.