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Prison Break! (Mr. M and Nurse K)

She rolled over onto her side when he said he never wanted to lose her. She took a long and deep look into his eyes and knew that she never wanted to lose him either. At this point she wasn't sure if she could survive without him. Maybe she could, but it would be a long and painful withdrawal.

"I never want to lose you either," she murmured, leaning over and placing a couple of soft kisses on his jaw and lips. Elsa pressed her forehead to his and sighed, closing her eyes for a couple of moments as they enjoyed just being next to each other.

"I'm going to shower," she said to him finally, rolling off of the bed and stretching her limbs. "I'll be back in a little while."
 
He loved to watch her go, although he hated it when she left. She went off into the bathroom, and he fell into a funk, his thoughts turning to their situation and her very authentic and reasonable moral issues with it. He hadn't forgotten any of that.

It was always part of his plan to leave Levins behind, part company somehow. The closer he felt to her, the less he enjoyed the thought of her being abused by Levins. Oh, that Dominant part of him felt intrigued, but the part of him that cared about her didn't want her to be subjected to his "tender mercies" any longer.

Well, there wasn't anything he could do about it right now; Levins was too closely involved with them all right now, he couldn't separate just yet. Things were too hot. Once things cooled off a bit, and they could move a bit more freely, it would be their chance to get free. Until then, he had to bide his time and help her endure.
 
Elsa sauntered off into the bathroom and turned on the water. She looked at herself in the large wall mirror and sighed a little bit. She had some fading bruises on her face and her neck. She also had some red marks on her ass and legs that she couldn't exactly identify. She shook her head and tried not to think about the abuse she'd been through.

She got into the shower and took a long and hot one. She felt really good when she turned the water off, refreshed and clean. She dried herself off with a towel and then walked out into the main bedroom naked. She saw him laying there and grinned at him. "Do you think it'd be okay for me to get dressed? I'm sure there are clothes here."
 
"It's never okay for you to hide your gorgeousness," T-Bone grinned, rolling out of the bed where he'd been lounging in thought. "But sure, see if there's anything that'll fit." He stood up and went to pass her in the doorway. "I need to take a shower, myself. If only to try and rejuvenate myself; you're taxing on a man!" He kissed her deeply as he moved past.

He was reasonably fast, and then shaved at the sink. He did want to freshen up, clean up, be impressive for Elsa, even though she'd already fallen for him. He just wanted to please her, in what ways he could, that was all. Finally, though, he came out wrapped in a towel and nothing else.
 
Elsa laughed when he told her it wasn't okay to hide her gorgeousness. She knew that both T-Bone and Levins enjoyed seeing her naked, and figured it was really only Levins that wanted her to be naked as a form of punishment. She went over to the dressers and started to dig through them and picked out a nice pair of thong panties and a bra that was only a little tight on her.

She put them on and dug around some more. She found a cute, albeit preppy, knee length skirt and a blouse that seemed to match it. They fit nicely on her, she thought anyway. She posed for T-Bone when he came out of the shower and grinned. "Do I stiill look naughty in this?"
 
He paused in the doorway, looking her up and down. "I think you look ravishing! There's a hint of schoolgirl in there that iI find delightful." He grinned and drew her to him, kissing her gently. "Can you direct me to the menswar? I'd like to see if there's anything to replace these somewhat smelly jeans..."

He hoped there was something in his size; he couldn't be sure just from eyeballing the man, but he had seemed roughly similar to both T-Bone and Levins; he hoped the guy would have left some stuff that either one of them could wear.
 
Elsa beamed at him when he told her she looked ravishing. She kissed him back lovingly, wrapping her arms around his neck and holding herself to him for a moment. "Yes," she chirped and pulled away, grabbing his hand and leading him towards the other dresser in the room.

She wasn't sure if he wanted her to help him pick out clothes or not so she just pecked him on the cheek and started to walk away. "I'm going to go downstairs, baby. Is that okay?"
 
"Of course, darlin'," he said, looking through the clothes in the drawer. "I'll be down directly."

However, shortly after she made it downstairs, the door banged open, and a very sweaty Levins walked in, tiredly. "Hey, Sugar Tits. The car is ditched, and we ought to be safe." He trudged up to the breakfast counter and sat on one of the stools there. "Get me a beer, if you please?"

He was exhausted, and looked it, but he clearly expected her to fall back into the "slave girl" mode. It did seem to make him calmer, though.
 
Elsa was taken by surprise when she got to the bottom of the stairs and the door banged open. "Yes sir," Elsa murmured to Levins, immediately sinking right back into the slave girl mode. She knew that she had no leverage with Levins, and frankly, she wasn't even going to try to have any. She turned around and padded into the kitchen, reaching in to the fridge and taking out one of the fancy beers.

She went over to the counter and cracked the top off and handed it to Levins. "I made dinner," she said to him softly without looking directly at him, but rather down towards the counter, "I'll heat it up for you if you like,"
 
She could feel his eyes on her, looking her up and down as he took a long pull on the beer. Finally, he brought the bottle back down and wiped his lips with the back of his hand. "Sure, that'd be nice. I did work up a powerful hunger coming back on that bike."

He sat quietly and watched her while she bustled around the kitchen. Again, it was notable that when she was doing typical "woman's work," being nicely subservient and docile and so on, he was perfectly content, even friendly with her. He certainly had some messed up ideas about gender roles, but at least he was starting to behave in a reasonably consistent manner...
 
Truthfully, being alone with Levins still made Elsa incredibly nervous. She expected him to slap her across the face at any moment or kick her down and stomp on her the way he had when he'd first raped her. She could still remember that night vividly, and it was horrible. First Levins dragged her to a bed and raped her from behind and then Tiny had come up to her and quietly forced her into letting him screw her and look at her at the same time. T-Bone had never forced her into anything.

So when Levins said he was hungry she zoomed over to the counter and unwrapped the plate she'd made him. She stuck it in the microwave and then stirred around the food a bit before giving it to him. "I hope it's still okay. If you don't like it, I'll make you new food." she murmured to him, again without looking directly at him. It was clear that he was more comfortable with her being subservient, but she still felt as if he would change at a moment's notice.
 
He finished his beer, and looked at the food. He actually smiled a little, gently. "This looks mighty fine. You're doin' great, Sugar Tits. Get me another beer, and you can rest your feet a bit."

He tucked into the food right away, hungrily. That's all he focused on for a little while, and in a way, it was a break for her. As Levins finished up, T-Bone came downstairs, in a new plain blue T-shirt and jeans that were a little big in the waist, judging by the way the belt was cinched. He gave Elsa a smile, and settled in next to Leavins. He pointed to the beer, and looked at Elsa. "I'd like what he's having, please!" he said with a wink.

"So, ditched the car all right?" "Yep." "Any trouble coming back?" "Nope." "All right. I'll be over here."

T-Bone got up and walked over to the living room area, flashing Elsa a smile, but gesturing to Levins, to indicate she should make sure he was set. But at least she wasn't alone down there with him anymore.

The large man finished up, almost polishing his plate with his fork, and finished his second beer immediately afterward. "By God, that's the best meal I can recall. Good work, Sugar Tits; I'm impressed." He smiled at her, apparently genuinely.
 
Elsa quickly got Levins another beer, opening it and setting it down in front of him almost proudly. While Levins was digging in to his food Elsa rested her back against the regular counter, half watching him and half thinking. He really wasn't so bad when he wasn't roaring angry.

Elsa looked up and beamed when T-Bone came down but then immediately tried to subdue herself some. She bolted over to the fridge and got him his beer too, glad to have something to do so that she could look away and try to compose herself again. Whenever she saw T-Bone her heart started to race with excitement.

Elsa waited at the small side table for Levins to finish. When he was she hopped up to clear his dishes and gave him a genuine smile back. She even looked up at him for just a split second before she blushed and turned away. "Thank you," she said softly and then went to the sink to wash the dishes.
 
Levins sat in the Lay-Z-Boy recliner while T-Bone was back on the couch, and by the time she finished up, they were debating which cable movie to watch. T-Bone looked up at her and patted the couch when she approached, but Levins saw this and cleared his throat.

"Much as I respect your ownership claim, T-Bone, I'm guessing you took advantage of the available pussy while I was gone. I'd like a lil' bit a stress relief myself, right now, if you don't mind." He spoke directly to T-Bone, not even looking at Elsa.

T-Bone, however, kept his eyes on Elsa's face as he answered in an even tone, "Now, Levins, you know I don't like my property to get abused, particularly when I'm here."

Levins chuckled. "I ain't talkin' 'bout doin' nothin' to her, more just wantin' her to pay homage to me," he said, and his wording clued Elsa in to the kind of "homage" he was thinking of (based on his whole "cock worship" philosophy).

<pause to let Elsa react and emote to T-Bone while this is going on; he's looking to see her reaction, after all>
 
Elsa walked into the living room quietly once she was done with the dishes. She stopped when she got to the threshold, just listening to their banter for a couple of seconds. She smiled when T-Bone patted the couch next to him and immediately began to walk towards him, eager to snuggle up to him.

When Levins cleared his throat she stopped dead in her tracks. She glanced towards Levins but not exactly on him, her face moving back to T-Bone when he looked at her and answered the other man. Her blood ran cold for a second. Were they going to fight? She would just pay the punishment later if they did.

She felt a little wave of relief was over her when Levins said he just wanted her to pay homage to him. The relief was obvious in her face, she had thought he would want to bend her over and screw her right in front of T-Bone, something she wouldn't have liked very much.

Elsa knew how to suck Levins' cock, she'd done it many times before and had learned what he liked. She gave T-Bone the tiniest nod, saying she was okay with it, but she thought that he might fight Levins a little more to allow her to do it.
 
Nurse_K said:
Elsa walked into the living room quietly once she was done with the dishes. She stopped when she got to the threshold, just listening to their banter for a couple of seconds. She smiled when T-Bone patted the couch next to him and immediately began to walk towards him, eager to snuggle up to him.

When Levins cleared his throat she stopped dead in her tracks. She glanced towards Levins but not exactly on him, her face moving back to T-Bone when he looked at her and answered the other man. Her blood ran cold for a second. Were they going to fight? She would just pay the punishment later if they did.

She felt a little wave of relief was over her when Levins said he just wanted her to pay homage to him. The relief was obvious in her face, she had thought he would want to bend her over and screw her right in front of T-Bone, something she wouldn't have liked very much.

Elsa knew how to suck Levins' cock, she'd done it many times before and had learned what he liked. She gave T-Bone the tiniest nod, saying she was okay with it, but she thought that he might fight Levins a little more to allow her to do it.
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T-Bone returned Elsa's tiny nod, and his eyes flicked back to Levins. "Now, I don't know. I don't intend to move, and you sure you want to be having your business done in public."

"Shit, man, she's your sub. You already know what she can do. And I ain't afraid of bein' seen: me and Tiny worked together, and not only was it not a problem? I think she liked it." Levins looked up at Elsa. "Didn't you, Sugar Tits?"

"You don't need to answer," T-Bone said quietly. "Levins, I have no problem with it. I just want to be sure we understand each other and our authorities in this matter."

"It's just the two of us, man. When it comes to her, you're #1 Top and I'm #2, I get that. But seeing as we're not balancing rations for three people anymore, I'm thinking we might want to just go into an 'as needed' set-up."

"As needed?"

"Well, it's just you and me and her. And if one of us wants to use her, we oughta just be able to do it, not worry about taking turns or whatever. So either of us can use her as needed. Only real restriction is if you say no about a particular thing, I gotta go along with it, because you're #1, and I'm #2. You're her owner. Seems like, right now, that might be more fair."

T-Bone sighed. "Look, I'll think about it."

"Well, while you're doing that... can I get a blowjob to relax me? I did a good job on the car, after all."

T-Bone met Elsa's eyes once again. "All right, I don't see the harm." And he nodded expressively, clearly giving her permission, while Levins slid his pelvis further forward in the recliner (the footrest was not up yet, so it was just a large chair) and widened his knees.
 
Elsa obviously didn't really like the way they talked around her, as if she weren't even really in the room. Sure, they referenced her every once in awhile and Levins asked her if she liked it when he and Tiny double teamed her (to which she blushed but said nothing), but she was obviously not a party in the decisions. Levins made it sound like they both were just using her, which to him, they were. She didn't like it, but she wasn't going to even try to do anything about it.

The only plus in the situation was that Levins had to admit that he was the number two and T-Bone was the number one. That gave Elsa a little bit of private satisfaction that she'd never be able to express, at least not when Levins was around.

Once T-Bone gave her 'permission' to blow Levins she silently moved in front of his big chair and knelt on the ground. She glanced up at him for only a quick moment and then reached up and began to unbuckle his pants. She got them undone and tugged them down, silently preparing herself to suck him off.
 
In all honesty, T-Bone didn't like how they talked about Elsa, either. But he was trying to relate to Levins on Levins' own level, and as the man himself illustrated, he thought of women as either bitches to be punished and humiliated, or, T-Bone was finding out, submissive slaves that were little more than a commodity. It was a fucked-up viewpoint, but Levins was a fucked-up guy.

Now that Elsa was kneeling, however, T-Bone began to be intrigued. He wasn't feeling too possessive; he knew he had her heart, and it wasn't as much of a problem to share her body in that case (plus it's not as if he had much other choice), but he'd never watched a girlfriend (and yes, he was thinking of Elsa as his girlfriend, in a twisted way) go down on someone else from the outside, like it was a movie. He was interested to see what it would be like to see.

Levins, on the other hand, was closing his eyes, feeling the slut's hands unbuckling his jeans, pulling out his stiffening dick. "Don't forget the balls," he murmured softly, relaxing back into the chair. Her mouth was swiftly becoming one of his favorite things, and this was the classic, wasn't it? Coming home after a hard day, sitting down in your favorite chair with a beer in hand and getting a talented blowjob to relax you. That's how it was in Levins' fantasies, at least. So now he got to live his fantasy, and it was thanks to the pretty little slave whose breath he could feel on the spongy head of his cock...
 
"Yes sir," Elsa murmured softly when Levins reminded her about his balls. She reached one hand down and began to gently fondle his balls, squeezing each one gently and then massaging them intermittently. While Elsa was fondling his balls she started to gently lap at his head, circling her tongue around it and then down the sides of his shaft to get him moist. She gently wrapped her lips around him and sucked, pushing her mouth down slowly. She was going slowly because she, surprisingly, really enjoyed giving head and knew that Levins liked it to be a worship thing. So she was going to worship his cock right now for him, lavishing attention on every millimeter of it.

She began to think while she was slowly working him, her tongue sliding around, her fingers fondling, her lips kissing. She realized that she had never ridden Levins, and probably wouldn't ever. He probably saw that as her dominating him, and he would obviously hate that. She decided that she was okay with that. She didn't need to be looking at him while he was having sex with her, even if it was the rare time when she enjoyed it.
 
He sighed as her lips lowered over his shaft, the warm wetness of her mouth caressing him, enveloping him. Her fingers played and squeezed gently on his balls, and he relaxed into the feeling, letting the bone-weariness and stress of the past few days ease out of him. He sipped at his beer and closed his eyes, sighing again. This girl was really a find. He was afraid he would have had to get rid of her before the escape was done, which would have caused lots of problems with T-Bone, seeing as how he'd grown unreasonably attached to the little cunt. But being mastered had done wonders for her, in her attitude and her performance. He could feel the reverence with which she paid attention to his manhood, and it made him smile in satisfaction.

His hand stole up to her head, not grabbing or controlling, but just stroking her hair. He was feeling uncharacteristically tender toward her right now, and he found his hand expressing it in a way his words never could.

T-Bone, for his part, found himself getting rock-hard. He knew Elsa was a sexy bitch, a lovely gorgeous sensual woman, and he realized now he loved seeing her in action. He had a few moments of jealousy, and a possessive sensation kept underlying all his other emotions, but he found himself getting quite aroused by the sight.
 
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