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When I come back to solidity, I hum softly and feel fingers gently coursing through my hair, slowly opening my eyes to see Sam and Bucky looking down at me. "Back with us, Doll?"
"Yeah," I murmur and Sam squeezes my forearm.
"Good. Then, I think it's about time we talk." I look at them as they sit up and they wait for me to do the same. I do and shift slightly, feeling slightly sticky which makes me blush. "Oh, no worry. We'll talk about that too, baby girl." Sam sets a packet of paper on a clipboard with a pen in front of me and I look at it. "This is a sub-contract. Have you ever seen one before today?"
"Yeah... That day at that club I told you about... It's got different stuff with checkboxes that I either like, kinda like, or hate and I mark that... And has spots for safewords for anyone that's doing the stuff, even the doms if it's necessary..."
"Exactly. So. Get to filling it out if you want to move forward with us. If you don't want to, the door's open so you can leave," Sam says gently and they sit side by side at the foot of the bed while I sit against the headboard, thinking.
"You two are already together, though..."
"We can share. Our Mama's taught us how," Sam chuckles and I nod a bit. "Look. I'm a dom and Bucky's a switch. You need a dom and he needs a sub when he needs to dom. And we both are ready to die for you already."
"OK..." I bite my lip lightly for a moment and grab the clipboard, starting to fill the contract out slowly as the clipboard rests on my knees. I write yes, no, and maybe in the boxes and a lot of them were yes. Fire play and needles were no in big letters while knife play was a maybe and I think about safewords, twirling the pen around my fingers absentmindedly.
"Stuck?" Bucky asks gently and I nod a tiny bit.
"I can use anything for safewords?"
"Depends on what you're planning to use. Slow down?"
"Boulder."
"Why that?"
"It's my hometown and... Not a lot of good memories there."
"OK. Stop?"
"Keiko..."
"Why?"
"It's my sister's name... She died in Boulder..."
"OK. Those work. Put them down." I write them down and look at the rules, nibbling my bottom lip slightly. "If you agree to the rules, sign at the bottom. OK?"
"OK..." I look through what they'd be in control of and look at one. "Can we adjust this one?" I ask softly and Sam looks to see what I'm pointing at. "I want to keep control of my hair..."
"That's alright. What that means is that we'd be the ones washing it for you, styling it for the day if you agreed, that kind of thing," Bucky explains and I nod a bit, thinking.
"Alright... But I get to choose when to cut it, right?"
"Right. Though, I don't want it going past your mid-back. Buck doesn't either."
"I usually keep it about this length, a few inches past my shoulders... Having it any longer makes it too easy for people to grab and throw you against a wall..." I roll my left shoulder slightly at the memory and they look at me. "Um, one time, on a hunt, a werewolf threw me into a wall by my hair and it messed my shoulder up... I healed quickly, but it still hurt like a bitch..."
"OK. Let me see that real quick." Sam takes the contract and adds a rule at the bottom, handing it back to me.
"I can't swear anymore? I grew up around a Marine and his two sons! It's like second nature to me!"
"Just tone it back a bit, alright?"
"Alright..." I wasn't allowed to talk badly about myself, hide from them, lie to them about anything, always be careful, not put myself in the direct line of danger for the Hell of it, no touching myself without permission, my orgasms belong to them, respect them, respect the others, show respect to everyone in general, respond verbally, go to them if I start to go into a slump, and go easy on the swearing, especially in public with them since they were known as the Avengers. Some things I had to do were to make sure I ate at least two balanced meals and a snack, clean up if I see it needs to be done, and make sure they knew if I needed anything.
"Do I get a little maid's outfit when I'm cleaning?" I ask snarkily and they look at each other then at me, meeting my gaze head-on.
"I'm sure we can get you one and make sure the skirt's nice and short to show off that nice little ass of yours, nice and red. Make sure it gives us access to you if we want it. Might have to add that to the stuff you have to do. Make sure you're always ready, willing, and able to give us anything we need," Bucky growls and my breath hitches as I blush slightly, thinking of servicing them wherever and whenever they wanted.
"You like that idea, don't you?"
"Yes," I breathe and Sam adds it as Bucky kisses me hard, pinning me against the headboard.
My head's spinning by the time he pulls away and Sam kisses me much more gently. I grab his shirt loosely then do the same to Bucky's shirt and he growls, kissing my neck. Sam chuckles as he pulls away and I tilt my head to make it easier for Bucky. "God, now he's got someone that marks will show up on. We wouldn't even have to get you a collar as he has with how much he loves marking people up." I groan softly and Bucky growls against my throat, teasing right at my jugular vein with his tongue. I whimper, sensitive there, and try to push him away. His teeth graze and I freeze, going limp.
"Good girl," He growls and I moan softly, loving it when I'm their good girl already. "Why were you trying to push me away?"
"Sensitive and... Tickles..."
"Your ticklish right here?" He lightly grazes his lips across my jugular vein and I let out a breathy giggle. "Looks like it. Sam's gonna love that."
"Will you stop that? We're trying to get her to finish the contract." He swats his ass and he pouts against my neck.
"Fine." He pulls away and I blink a bit, slowly getting a handle on reality again.
"Good. Now, baby girl. We're going to provide a safe environment to do scenes in, provide you with enough training to serve us the way we need, make sure you stay healthy, stay well-fed, punish you when necessary, and explain any punishment administered. You will always get aftercare after a punishment. Punishments will always be done privately. When we eat, one of us will feed you or we'll alternate between bites or you'll feed yourself. If we ever catch you flirting with someone else, we will remind you who you belong to. Do you understand?" Sam asks in a growl and the tone makes me gulp slightly as I nod.
"Y-Yes..."
"Good girl," He purrs and my head spins slightly from so many different happy chemicals. "Now... If you're ever uncomfortable with anything or you're worried about your health of any kind, us being in public, or around friends and family, you can veto anything."
"Public is OK," I whisper and he quirks an eyebrow at me. "Can't take a guy into a hotel room when you share it with your Dad and brother so... Car on the side of the road works wonders," I explain shyly as I blush and Bucky groans softly. "And... I like the idea of possibly getting caught... It's hot... But Sam and Dean would kill you for sure if you tried anything around them until they know for sure what's going on... And I trust you guys to not hurt me... You could've earlier or taken advantage of me, but you didn't..."
"OK." They smile at me and I smile a bit back, shy. "Now. You're good with gags, right?"
"Yes!" I say quickly as I nod and they chuckle.
"Enthusiastic. So, when you have a gag in you'll have a dog toy. This one to be exact." Sam shows me a parrot and hands it to me. I hold it and jump slightly when it squeaks. "Squeak it to say slow down and drop it to say stop. Slow down?" I squeeze it and he smiles. "Good girl. Stop?" I drop it in front of me and he smiles. "Good. What do you want to call us when we're alone? Because in public it's Bucky and Sam or any nickname you want."
"Sir... And... What does Bucky call you?"
"Big Daddy."
"Can... Can I call you that too?" I blush as I look at the clipboard and he tilts my head up, looking at me.
"Call me what, baby girl?"
"What Bucky calls you..."
"And what's that?" He smirks and I blush more, trying to look away. "Ah. Eyes on me. Say it. What does Bucky call me that you want to call me too?"
"Big Daddy," I whisper and he looks at me.
"I don't think I heard you. Did you, Buck?"
"Nope. What was that?"
"Big Daddy," I say louder and they smile.
"Sure, baby girl. You can call me Big Daddy too. Or just Daddy. Up to you."
"OK..."
"Anything we should know about you?"
"I don't have any diseases... Um, I have ADHD and asthma... And I'm a Goddess..." I say the last one too softly and they look at me.
"I'm sorry, what was the last one?"
"I'm kind of a Goddess," I say louder and look at them through my hair. "Thor and Loki wouldn't know me since I've never left Earth... But, their Dad might know my Mom..."
"Nah. We believe you." I relax and sigh softly at that. "Now, Bucky likes to mark you up as you know. But, if you wanted, we could still get you a collar or bracelet or something like that." I think and nod a bit.
"Yeah... Maybe a choker? Because I've always wanted one of those and no one would question it because I always talked about getting one," I ramble a bit and Sam chuckles softly, cutting me off with a gentle peck to my cheek while Bucky does the same on the other one. I hush and turn to slight goo between them, not noticing Sam texting on his phone.
"Now. What we do is no one's business but ours. Punishments will involve spanking, flogging, corner time, loss of privileges, us choosing your clothes, more chores, figging, and lines. We can alter anything later and you can always talk to us about it. And we might just choose your clothes some days for the Hell of it but you always have the choice to not wear them. We don't fuck anyone else, just the three of us. We always respect boundaries but if they're one of our hard limits, we aren't going to do it unless the person with that hard limit is OK with it. Understand?"
"Yes, Big Daddy," I say softly and he smiles.
"Good. Sign it, please." I do and hand it to him. The two of them sign it and he sets aside the sheet of rules for some reason. "Now... We're gonna have to give Tony a fruit basket. There's a package waiting at the elevator from him. Go get it and come back, baby girl."
"OK." I go to get it and bring it back, putting it on the bed. Sam pulls me into his lap with my back to his chest and I squirm a bit to get comfortable. And to be a brat. He grips my hips and holds me still. Bucky pulls the box over and I look at it, excited to see what was in it.
"Ready to open your present, Doll?"
"Yes, Sir." He hands it to me with a knife and I carefully open it, looking at the contents.
"Like it?"
"Yes..."
"Kneel, baby girl." I quickly do that and look up at him, my pupils were blown wide. "Buck, wanna move her hair?"
"Sure." He reaches over and gently pulls my hair up. Sam gently clips the choker around my neck and my breath hitches slightly. "Oh. He even got a pendant with an engraving for you, Doll. Wanna know what it says?"
"Yes, Sir. Please."
"It says Sir's Doll on one side and Big Daddy's Baby Girl on the other. No one's gonna be wondering who you belong to when you have this on, are they?"
"No, Big Daddy."
"And you won't ever have to either, will you?"
"No, Sir." They look at the contract again and see that I was good with name-calling to a point.
"What's the point to the name-calling where you don't like it anymore?"
"Freak... Weirdo... Killer," I whisper and they pull me onto the bed again, settling me between them.
"We wouldn't ever call you those things because they aren't true and are taking it too far. Got it?" I nod a bit and they look at me sternly.
"I got it..."
"Good girl. Now, then... You've got some chores to get done, Doll. Go get changed and bring us both a beer when you're done. We'll be on the couch."
"Yes, Sir." They walk away and I bite my lip a bit, looking in the box before grabbing the outfit. I quickly get changed and look at myself with a small gasp, blushing furiously.
"We're waiting, Baby Girl," Sam calls and I leave the bathroom to go get them their beers, blushing more as I do.
"Here you go, Sir... Here you go, Big Daddy..." I hand them their beers and they stare at me hungrily, making me blush more as I comb a strand of hair behind my ear.
"Damn, Doll... I knew you'd look good, but... Holy fuck," He breathes and I blush more. "Sexy little maid outfit... Just gotta hike the skirt up and pull down your panties and we'd be able to fuck you wherever and whenever we wanted... Give you more to clean... Make you lick up the mess you made on the floor you just cleaned..."
"Damn, Buck," Sam breathes and I'm panting softly, eyes almost fully black with how blown my pupils were as my head was light. "You like that idea, Baby Girl?"
"Yes, Big Daddy," I breathe and he crooks his finger at me. I go closer and he spins his finger slightly, making me blush.
"Turn around, Doll... Give Big Daddy the perfect view of that perfect little ass of yours..." I turn around and Bucky moves to be on the short side of the L couch next to us. "Bend over and brace yourself on my thighs, sweetheart." I do and Sam groans, palms running over my ass. "Sam's obsessed with asses."
"Just yours and this one right here." I pant and yelp when he bites my right cheek. "Mmm. So responsive. Glad we've got our own floor." He pulls my panties down to my mid-thighs and starts to eat me out with vigor.
"AH! FUCK!" I jerk forward toward Bucky and he catches me, chuckling. "Shit, Big Daddy! Yes! Fuck me with your tongue," I moan as I push back slightly and he moans against me, making me moan louder.
"Sergeant Barnes, the Winchesters are coming up the elevator," A voice says above us and I pant softly.
"Fuck," I groan and push back on Sam's tongue more until he pulls away, jumping over the back of the couch.
"Buck." Bucky sets me on the other side of the couch and throws a hoodie on me to hide the outfit right before the doors open, Sam going back to eating me out behind the couch.
"Work falcon into the conversation to ask to cum," Bucky whispers and I swallow a bit, looking at Sam and Dean.
"Hey, guys. What's up?" I manage to make my voice steady and they look at me.
"What are you up to? Why aren't you sitting on the couch?"
"Stretching. I was about to go work out. Maybe go for a run." I feel Sam pull my panties down more before he guides my left foot out of them and spreads my legs more.
"Are you trying to do the splits back there?"
"Gotta make sure you get a good stretch. Don't want to pull something and be out of the game for a while."
"Cass, what's she doing back there?" I turn my head slightly to see Castiel and Gabe on our side of the couch and feel Sam thrust his tongue in deeper.
"Stretching," He says simply and I look at my brothers with a small smirk.
"Told you so."
"Yeah, yeah."
"Sammy, why didn't you ever tell me your sister has such a great ass?" Gabe asks and I blush. Sam grips my ass cheeks and grinds me down on his face slightly.
"Gabe! That's my sister you're talking about! Watch it!"
"Nice necklace, kid."
"Thanks, Dean. I was going to get a falcon pendant but it would've been too expensive." Sam thrusts his tongue in faster and licks inside of me, spelling out not yet on my ass.
"You've been stretching for a while, Raz."
"Better safe than sorry, Sammy. I plan to be working out for a while so I gotta make sure I stretch everything well. Even other people's patience." Gabe and Castiel come to stand on either side of me and I lean forward on the couch slightly, gripping the back of it tightly.
"Work Jesus into the conversation in the next thirty seconds and you can cum, he says," Gabe whispers and I swallow.
"Hey, guys. Remember when we found the opposite of Jesus in Omaha?" Sam laughs against me and I barely manage to bite back a moan.
"I think that was one of your dreams, kid. We gotta go work this case. We'll let you know if we need your help, alright?"
"Mhmm. Sounds good. Yup, sure. See you guys later. Love you."
"Yeah, you too." They get on the elevator and the doors close as they're taken downstairs.
"They're gone, Sam," Bucky says and I pant softly, gripping the back of the couch still.
"I mean, there's these two here," He says as he pulls away and slips his fingers in me instead.
"We aren't going to tell them. You two have your fun. We're just here to watch. And neither of you seem to mind that much."
"Raziah certainly doesn't," Castiel says simply and I grind on Sam's fingers, whimpering in need.
"Damn, Doll. You just like giving everyone a show, don't you?" Bucky runs his metal fingers along my bottom lip and I open my mouth, sticking my tongue out slightly. "Fuck, sweetheart," He breathes and slips his fingers in my mouth, letting me suck on them. Sam drapes himself over my back as he keeps pumping his fingers in me quickly and kisses Bucky.
"This isn't even that good of a show. She can do better. Can't you, Baby Girl?" I nod quickly and he wraps his free hand loosely around my throat as Bucky slips his fingers out. "Can't you?" He thrusts his fingers harder and hits a spot inside me that feels fucking amazing.
"Hnnn! Yes, Big Daddy! Please," I gasp and he slips his fingers out of me, making me nearly sob at being so empty. "Please, please," I start begging and Bucky cuts me off with a kiss as I feel Sam's head at my entrance. "Mmm!" I moan into his mouth and he slips into me slowly, making me groan.
"Fuck, baby girl... So damned tight..." He thrusts shortly until he's draped over me again and I'm panting into the kiss with Bucky. "Wanna give these boys a real good show, Baby Girl?"
"Yes, yes, yes, yes! Fuck, yes!" He pulls my head back by my hair and I pant, the hoodie falling to cover my ass. He growls and tears it off of my body as he pulls out, slamming back into me as he grabs my hair again. "FUCK!"
"Oh, trust me, Baby Girl. I will. But first, your Sir is going to get his big cock in that pretty mouth of yours. Then I'll fuck you onto it so all you have to worry about is keeping your throat open for him. You like that idea?"
"Yes," I gasp and he smirks, kissing my neck gently.
"I knew you would. Who do you belong to, Baby Girl?"
"You, Big Daddy!"
"Who else?"
"Sir!"
"And did either of us say that you could be a little fucking slut and put on a show for these two?" He growls as he grinds against that spot he hit earlier and I gasp, shaking my head quickly.
"No, Big Daddy! I'm sorry!"
"No, we didn't. So, both of you, fuck off out of here. I don't care if you tell those two idiots. She chose to stay here and she's a grown-ass woman with a great ass." He slaps my ass and I push back slightly, making him growl. I hear a flap of wings and look to see the two of them are gone. "Gonna fuck you so good that you can't walk straight later, Baby Girl. Give Buck a chance at this sweet pussy and give me a chance at your mouth. Fill you up from both ends."
"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes," I babble and look up at Bucky through hooded eyes. "Please, Sir. Fuck my throat so hard that I can't talk for weeks after you're done. Please," I beg and he looks at me with lust-blown eyes.
"Who am I to turn down such an invitation?" He undoes his pants and pushes them down to his thighs. "Open your mouth and stick your tongue out, Doll." I do just that and he slowly slides into my mouth, groaning. "Fuck, Sam... Feels as sweet as it tastes..." I swallow around him and he moans. "Fuck... Might just have to leave you on this floor, tied up so we can get in you whenever we want to fuck you, and wreck you over and over... And you'd just take it, wouldn't you, Doll?" I moan around him and nod as much as I can. "Fuck... We're on the fast track to Hell with this one, Sammy..."
"Tell me about it." He snaps his hips into me and fucks me forward onto Bucky's cock. I gag around him the first few times and he grabs my hair, fucking deeper into my throat which makes me gag more.
"Fuck... Gonna cum..."
"Coat her throat with it, Buck," Sam growls in my ear and I gag on his cock still, hands on his knees. Bucky moans and pulls back slightly as his cock pulses, shooting cum down my throat. I swallow it greedily and nurse his head to make sure I get it all. "Fuck..." Sam's hips stutter and I feel him filling me up. "Good girl... Such a good girl for us... After both of us cum one more time, you can," He pants in my ear and Bucky pulls out of my mouth with a pop.
"Yes, Big Daddy," I croak and he kisses my neck gently.
"You're so good for us, Doll. Your mouth's my favorite place to be so far." I lick my lips slightly and look up at him innocently.
"Being good for you is the least I can do when you taste so good, Sir. I can't wait to taste you too, Big Daddy."
"Ah, fuck... You're gonna be the death of us, Baby Girl." I tilt my head to the side so he can continue kissing my neck and look at Bucky. He kisses me and groans at the taste of him still on my tongue. "Let me get a taste. Don't hog." He pulls away with a chuckle and Sam kisses me, tongue sweeping inside my mouth easily. "Mmm... Found my new favorite tasty thing... Your mouth after Buck's came in it... Damn, it's good."
"Big Daddy..."
"Yeah, Baby Girl?"
"You said your Mama's taught you to share but you ain't sharin' real well right now... Sir's been waitin' real patiently to get a chance to fuck my pussy and gave up my mouth for you faster than you are..."
"God, Doll. How are you the same girl that couldn't get a sentence out about anything without blushing with that damned mouth of yours?"
"It's a gift, Sir."
"Fucking move it, Wilson. My turn."
"You forget who's in charge here, Barnes?" Sam growls and I shudder slightly at the amount of dominance in his tone.
"Fuck," I breathe and he slaps my ass.
"Who's in charge of this whole relationship, Baby Girl?"
"You are, Big Daddy."
"That's right. Should I still let Barnes fuck this sinfully sweet hole of yours?" He rocks into me and I gasp, nail scratching at Bucky's thighs.
"Hnn! Please, Big Daddy!"
"What do you want, Baby Girl? Tell Big Daddy." He keeps rocking into me slowly and I moan.
"I want to feel Sir's fat cock plowing through your cum and fucking me wide open until I'm dripping both of your cum on the floor just so I can lick it up! Please, Big Daddy!" They both groan and quickly switch positions.
"Open up for Big Daddy." I do easily and swallow him down as he grabs my hair. "Ah, fuck!" He bucks down my throat as Bucky slowly thrusts into me until he's fully seated inside me. "Mmmn! Buck, whatever you're hitting, keep fucking hitting it! Damn!" I moan and they both set a punishing pace but I'm filled no matter what they do so I don't care.
They kiss each other as they cum and I swallow Sam's down easily, accepting the kiss from both of them. Sam collapses onto the couch and watches Bucky fuck me still. He wraps his arms around my thighs and lifts me, bouncing me on his cock. I'm breathlessly begging and he just plows through the two loads of cum in me, emptying the third load in me. "Damn, Buck. You're gonna have her floating off on cloud nine again by the time she cums."
"She's such a good girl, Sammy. And I want to get her acquainted with our floor." He bends me over the counter and hikes my left leg to put my foot on it, fucking deeper into me.
"By fucking her on every surface you can think of?"
"Yes."
"Baby Girl, you think you can hold off for Bucky to give you two more loads?"
"Please, Big Daddy! So, HNN! So fucking close!"
"Two more loads." He comes over and gently cups my face, gesturing for Bucky to hang on. He grinds into me and I whine softly. "Think you can do it?"
"I... I can try..."
"OK. Want me to stay here?"
"Please..." He gently kisses me and looks at Bucky. He continues fucking me and I claw at the countertop at how deep he goes.
"One more load, Doll. You're being so good." He flips me around on his cock and pins my back against the wall, holding my hips. "You ready?" I wrap my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck, burying my face there as I nod.
"Ready, Sir... Fill me up with your jizz, Sir..." He pounds up into me and slams me down on every thrust up. I scream out each time he hits that spot inside me and clench hard around him.
"FUCK," He bellows as he cums again and boxes me in against the wall, panting. "Fuck, Doll... So damned good for us..." I was shaking with the need to cum and Sam clears his throat, making us both look at him.
"This'll feel so good for you, Baby Girl. And it won't let any of that cum go to waste. Five loads," He says and I look at the plug, nodding. "It'll be right against that sweet spot inside you that Buck kept hitting just to make you scream. You'll love it. You want it?"
"Yes, Big Daddy! Please!" I grind down on Bucky's cock and he groans.
"Ready, Sam?"
"Now." He pulls out and Sam slips the plug inside of me. I cry out as it hits that spot head-on and they gently set me on the couch. "Ready, Baby Girl?"
"Yes, Big Daddy... Can I please cum now?"
"Yes, sweetheart. As many times as you want." I see Sam holding a small remote and he slides from the bottom to the top.
I scream at the top of my lungs as the plug starts vibrating and arch my back obscenely as I cum hard, squirting as I shake from the force of it. The last thing I see before I blackout is Sam and Bucky coming over quickly and then... I'm on cloud fucking nine thousand and nine.
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