Runaway Love

We got home and ate in silence. I could still feel their anger with me not telling them about the first email. After dinner, Sean left for the office, and Oliver and I watched a movie. "I'm sorry that I didn't tell you guys. I really didn't think the first message was important." I told Oliver as he held me on the couch after our movie ended.

"I know, sugar. But we covet honesty and trust above all things. It's a key to a dom/sub relationship. Not telling us about it hurt and disappointed us. We are angry, but not so much at you, but at Josh. He's playing with you and wants to harm the one thing we hold dear to us - you."

"Is that why Sean went back to work?"

"Yes, he's working with Sam to try to trace the email and see if we can locate him. If we can we'll get him and have this behind us, so we can move forward with us. He should be back soon, there's not much he can do besides driving Sam crazy, eventually, Sam will give him the boot for hovering." He said with a chuckle. The door opened and closed just a few minutes later, with a tired Sean appearing in the doorway.

"We haven't found him, but we will, darling. In the meantime, we have something we need to discuss." He said as he sat next to me on the couch. "You lied to us. We have very few rules, but honesty is the major one. Without honesty, we can't have trust, and without trust, there's no relationship. In our world, there are repercussions to help learn lessons and re-establish trust. You will be punished for what you hid."

I couldn't make myself meet his eyes. I nodded my understanding while looking at my hands in my lap. He and Oliver stood held out a hand, which I grabbed as I stood. They led me to the bedroom, and Sean pulled the ottoman out from the foot of the bed.

"Get undressed, and kneel on the ottoman, hand and knees, little one." I did as was asked, and once I was kneeling on the ottoman they pulled restraints out from below it and secured them to my legs. Sean squatted in front of me and with his finger under my chin, forcing me to look at him. "This is going to be a hard punishment. It's not like what we've done before. This will hurt a lot, and probably be sore for a few days. This type of punishment is used sparingly, but to enforce important rules, and to help you not break them again. You've earned five strokes with a cane. They will hurt and leave marks - not permanent ones, but they will bruise for a few days." His eyes searched mine and my face for my thoughts. "Do you understand?"

I wanted to say no, I wanted to say yell and kick and scream. I took a deep breath and found my resolve. I'd broken a rule, a simple rule. I realized I wasn't afraid of the punishment or the pain, but of losing them, and this would help me keep them. "Yes, sir."

"Good girl. We will warm you up, and then I'll warn you before I start with your punishment." He said as he stood and moved behind me.

I felt their hands on my ass, they rubbed and massaged them. Slap. Slap. They each spanked a cheek, not hard, but softly. They continued this pattern for a few minutes, I felt my want drip down my leg, one slipped their fingers into my core. "Getting excited, little one? You're not allowed to come." Oliver said from behind me.

SLAP. A heavy hand met my butt cheek. They alternated between mild and harder ones until my cheeks burned with the heat from their hand.

"Little one, I'm going to start your punishment now. You are to count and thank me for each one." Sean said as he moved across the bed room. Oliver knelt in front of me, brush a tear off my cheek.

"Focus on my, sugar, keep looking at me." He said as I heard Sean stop next to the ottoman and me. "Relax, try not to tense." He murmured in my ear.

CRACK. I heard the cane hit before I felt the fire that splintered across my cheeks where he'd hit. I could feel the welt already starting to rise, and my lung seized, leaving me gasping. Oliver leaned forward and blew a small puff in my mouth.

"Breathe, sugar, in and out." He said demonstrating. I followed his lead, and he ran a hand over my head. "Good girl." I pulled in a few breathes before I remembered to count and thank Sean. "One, thank you, sir."

The next one hit just below the first one, the roundest part of my cheeks. I remembered to breathe and held a cry in.

"Two, thank you, sir."

The next one quickly followed and fell below the second one. I counted and thanked him. The next two fell quickly, making an x on what felt like the middle of the three horizontal lines.

"Four, thank you, sir. Five, thank you, sir." I cried, sobbing. I heard the cane hit the floor and Sean undid the restraints. My ass was on fire, and screaming in pain, yet I had an intense desire to come. Before I could voice it, Oliver's mouth found mine and consumed it. He pulled away, both of us gasping for breath.

"You did beautifully, love. Open for me." He said as he stood, bringing his erection from his pants and putting it in my mouth. I heard Sean's pants fall, and felt him nudge my legs apart. He thrust in rapidly as Oliver withdrew from my mouth. His hips hitting mine refiring the pain in my cheeks and pulled a scream from me around Oliver's cock. They keep up the punishing pace, and quickly I reached my tipping point.

"Come, darling, come on my cock." Sean shouted as he found his own orgasm, and Oliver quickly followed my own intense explosion. I gulped down his seed and felt them pull away. I felt heavy but floating. Oliver picked me up and pulled a blanket around me as Sean came from the bathroom with a cloth and cleaned me. Oliver pulled me on his lap, setting me gently on his legs before Sean crawled under my feet. Sean handed me a bottle of water. I leaned my head on Oliver's chest and the beat of his heart pulled into sleep.

I was woken a while later by a ringing phone, but it ended quickly. I pulled myself further into consciousness as I heard the murmur of voices.

"Ok, I'll be there in a few and we will head out. Thank you for calling." Sean said as he ended the call. He turned to us and smiled when he saw me awake.

"Welcome back, darling. Let's rub some arnica cream on you. It'll help with the healing and provide some relief." He said as he grabbed a tube from the drawer. I crawled to him and moaned as he rubbed into my sore cheeks. The relief was amazing and quick. Once he was done, he pulled me to my feet and brought me against his body. "You are amazing, and you mean the world to me. So do these girls, your growing," he said as his hand dropped down to my stomach. "I have to tell you about the call I just got, let's sit back on the bed." He said as he set me on the edge, and Oliver pulled me back against his front. Sean laid down and faced us. Both of my men draped an arm over my waist. "They found him, Sean?" Oliver asked from behind me.

"Yes, he's here, in New York. I have to get dressed and I'm going with the team to get him and bring him in." Sean replied, but his eyes never left my own. "You can't!" I gasped. "What if you get hurt, he's dangerous, and wants to hurt you," I said, clinging to his torso.

"You forget, that I'm dangerous too. Nothing is more dangerous than a protective SEAL protecting his woman." He said, lifting my face to see his. "I'll be careful, but I'm going. I can't sit on the sidelines while the guys go after him. This is my fight too." He said with a small smile as he brushed his thumb over my cheek. "It shouldn't take long, darling. I'll most likely be back before you get up, stay with Oliver, he'll keep you safe here." He said with a kiss on my lips. He got up and got dressed. After putting his pants on he added his ankle holster, plus a primary gun on his hip. He laced up his boots, tucked his shirt in. He grabbed a sweatshirt as he stood. "I love you, darling, don't ever forget that." He said, claiming my mouth. I pressed into his mouth and bunched his shirt up in my hand. He pulled away and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.

"Be safe, Sean. I love you too. Come back to me." I whispered as he leaned in for a final kiss.

"Aways." With that, he turned and exited the room, and a few minutes later I heard the door shut. I felt my legs give out as I started sobbing. Oliver caught me before I could hit the floor. He scooped me up bridal style and brought me back to bed, where he held me while I cried. I don't know how long we laid there, him rubbing my back and kissing my hair as I sobbed. But my last thought before sleep consumed me and my tears was a plead for Sean's safety.