Blackout

Mia took a deep breathe, trying to calm herself down. "You can do this. Get on the freaking elevator, Daniels." She muttered under her breath. "Millions of people use them everyday and nothing happens. You're more likely to die in a car crash. It's just a sixty second trip." Another deep breathe, but it did little to calm her nerves.

She was standing in the lobby of the office building, lecturing herself. She was already running late for an important job interview and the stairs were currently being worked on and not to be used unless there was an emergency. Mia personally felt that it was an emergency and tried to argue her point to the workers but the men working did not feel the same apparently. Instead, the men decided to just stare at her, especially her breasts and legs, which made her back down pretty quickly.

Which brought her to where she was now. She ran her damp hands down the sides of her new black work skirt. She missed the admiring glances sent her way by the various men passing by, as well as the catty glances sent her way by women. Although, even if she did notice them she would have ignored them and kept going. She reached forward and jabbed the up arrow before she could stop herself. As soon as the arrow lit up she began to hyperventilate.

"Deep breathes, deep breathes. In and out." She chanted under her breath, trying to remember what she saw on TV. She looked up and caught sight of her reflection in the silver metal before her. Her green eyes were wide and frantic, her bottom lip red, damp and slightly swollen from her constant nibbling on it. She brought her shaking hand up to push her long honey blonde hair out of her face. Her hair stuck to her damp face not only because she was panicked but also because it was so humid out. They said it was one of the worse heat waves in the history of the town. She was dressed in a formal skirt suit, but the sheer stockings and long sleeved jacket seemed to be slowly strangling her. She knew she looked great this morning. That was until she pushed out into the hot summer morning and the humidity starting destroying her work.

The elevator bell rang and she jumped in surprised panic, momentarily forgetting her worries. She blindly moved into the elevator, her eyes unseeing in her panic. She turned around without looking at anyone and frantically jabbed at the buttons so she couldn't rush back out. The doors slowly closed and encased her in a metal prison. She kept softly chanting to herself, over and over, to take deep breaths. Her eyes stayed on the numbers that were painstakingly moving. "1...2...3...4..." She counted under her breath in between chants.

She was vaguely aware of deep voices talking in the background, but she couldn't concentrate on anything besides getting to the 15th floor. "5...6...7...8..." She continued her counting.

Just then the elevator shook and groaned to a halt. She stumbled forward and caught herself against the wall. The lights flicked on and off until they finally flickered out leaving her in complete darkness until a dim emergency light came on. Mia began shaking violently until she finally saw nothing but the ground coming up to meet her.

Mia awokened slowly and felt a hand stroking her hair back off her forehead. She tossed her head away. "No, no..." She murmured, not wanting to get up.

"Yes." An unexpected reply came from a deep, amused voice. "You have to get up, princess."

Mia's forehead scrunched up trying to place the voice. She couldn't place that voice. It wasn't John's, her ex boyfriends voice. She had dumped him over two months ago when she caught him cheating on her. She kept thinking as the hand continued to stroke her hair from her forehead. Just then a flash of memory came and she finally remembered what happened. "No!" She moaned again, this time with panic. Her eyes opened and she gazed up into an unfamiliar face. A very handsome, masculine, unfamiliar face.

"The elevator..." Her voice trailed off as she stared up into the man's eyes.

"Yes, it's stuck." This from another voice. She tore her eyes from the man holding her and turned her head and caught sight of another just as equally handsome man crouching beside her, his face only inches away.

"You fainted. We assume you aren't fond of elevators considering the way you got on and your reaction to it stopping." The man's voice was gentle as he spoke, looking concerned for her.

"No, not fond." Mia replied absently, staring into the man's bright blue eyes. She ran her eyes over the strong lines of his face. He was one of the most gorgeous men she had ever seen. His lip were a full off pink color and his jaw was perfect and squared. Her eyes ran down his body and she saw he was wearing an expensive tailored suit that fit his muscular body perfectly. She heard a throat clear and Mia felt her face flush as she realized she had been staring for a couple minutes in silence. She pulled her eyes up from her inspection and saw that he was smiling at her, his eyes knowing.

"It's alright. I caught you before you hit anything." She brought her eyes back to the man holding her. His eyes were a beautiful golden color and again she caught herself staring. He was just as delicious as the first man, if maybe a bit more muscular and broad. She mentally smacked herself for staring at these two men when all they probably wanted to do was get her off them.

"I'm Gabe and this is Dean." The golden eyed man offered.

"Thank you. Both of you." She softly said, looking back and forth between them. Gabe and Dean were both sexy and muscular, but while Gabe had longer black hair slightly spiked up, Dean's hair was blonde and buzzed short.

"No, problem..." Dean's voice trailed and his head tilted. She just stared before realizing she hadn't told them her name.

"Mia." She blurted out, blushing at being caught staring yet again. She hoped they just thought she was still disorientated rather than an idiot.

"Beautiful name." Gabe said, his arms tightening briefly around her.

"Well, Mia, it seems it may be a bit before we get out of here." Dean said. Mia sat up and reluctantly pushed away from Gabe's hard embrace, and began to stand. Dean gently reached out and grabbed her arm, helping her stand. She stumbled slightly because her legs were shaky and fell against his hard body. He steadied her and she reluctantly pulled away. She looked up then and blinked when she realized how tall they both were compared to her. She stood at a petite 5'1 while they both towered at least a foot over her. She always loved tall men, men who made her feel small and protected. She flushed when she felt her nipples harden. She hoped they couldn't tell through her suit jacket.

She dragged her eyes away from them and it suddenly hit her again that she was stuck in a tiny place. The two large men crowding her did not help. She began to pant, backing slowly away into the corner. She hunched over once her back hit the wall.

"Hey, princess." Gabe said gently, coming over. He knelt down, bringing himself to her eye level. "It's ok, we'll get out of here soon."

"No. We're stuck!" She argued, blindly staring at him.

"No, we're not. Just an hour or so. That's all. We will be ok. You're ok." He tried to reassure her but she continued to panic. She was struggling to breathe, rambling on under her breath. Neither of the men could calm her, even though they both tried for a few minutes.

"You're fine. We won't let anything harm you." Gabe continued to say, stroking her hair back gently.

Just as she began to calm, letting his hands soothe her, the elevator started to move and then jarred to a stop again. She stumbled forward against his hard body.

"No!" She cried, pushing against him and begin panicking again.

"Look at me." Gabe commanded firmly.

She looked up, surprised at the hard tone of his voice. His voice was different. Before it had been calm and gentle, soothing her. Now it was hard and brook no argument. His rough fingers stopping stroking her hair and moved to grip her chin and forced her eyes up to meet his. Her panicked eyes met his, her breath erratic. His jaw clenched as he saw her panic. He cursed softly before suddenly bringing his mouth down hard on hers.

She jerked in surprise at the contact. His mouth opened against hers and his thumb, still on her chin, pulled her mouth open for his assault. His tongue thrust its way into her mouth without asking. She couldn't help but moan at the contact and the taste of him. His mouth didn't ask, but rather took. So different then her ex. She was in a daze, still scared from her ordeal and turned on by the man before her. He was taking control and she couldn't help but response.

She moved without thought closer to his body, bringing her small, curvy body against his more fully. She had to go on her tiptoes to even wrap her arms wrapped around his neck. Gabe growled deep in his throat when he felt her response. His hands moved down her back and stopped to cup her ass through her skirt. He squeezed and rubbed and she moaned, shifting and encouraging him to continue as she felt her nipples harden against her blouse.

His fingers bunched in her skirt and slowly began to pull her skirt up as his tongue conquered her mouth. She moved restlessly against him, wanting him to move faster and harder. Wanting him to expose her body. She moaned at his touch, her panties becoming soaked as his huge hands finally pulled her skirt up and around her waist. Those big hands now cupped her bare ass. He groaned and gripped her ass tighter when he realized she was only wearing a thong and a pair of sheer thigh high silk stockings.

He shifted and insistently pushed one rock hard thigh between her smooth legs. She gasped as he lifted his leg up, forcing her to her tiptoes and to straddle his muscled thigh. He then began to move, rocking her pussy slowly against his thigh. She couldn't believe how good it felt as he continued to ravage her mouth. He kept going until she was close to the edge. She pulled her mouth away from his and arched her back up, exposing her neck.

"That's so good, Gabe. Keep going. Yes!" Mia moaned. "Oh...oh..." She was going absolutely crazy for him, rubbing her pussy against his thigh. He brought his mouth to her neck, licking and nibbling. He lifted his eyes slightly and saw Dean watching, his cock hard and straining against his pants. Mia didn't even remember they had an audience. She was so submissive and primed she didn't even hesitate when he began to dominate her. He couldn't wait until Dean joined in and they both could play her sweet body.

"That's it, princess. Fuck, you're so hot. I can feel your wet pussy through your panties." His erotic words had her panting and getting so close to coming. He reached down and pushed a hand into her blouse, popping a couple buttons off her shirt. She didn't care though because his thumb found her hard nipple and he rubbed and then pinched hard. With the pleasure pain she was coming hard against his thigh, crying out and clenching his thigh tightly with her legs, bucking against him.

She finally collapsed against him. Gabe caught her, murmuring against her ear soothingly, still rubbing her nipple. He then grabbed her hair and pulled her away, lowering his leg and letting her feet touch the floor.

"It's getting hot. Strip off those clothes." It was a command but she didn't care. She obediently allowed him to pull down her stockings and strip off her jacket and white blouse, leaving her bare except her bra and a tiny red, lace thong.

She looked up and blushed realizing Dean was still there. His hot gaze was watching as Gabe stripped her almost naked. She realized he had watched the whole thing. Her eyes dipped down and she saw that his hard cock was pushing against his pants. Her embarrassment didn't stop her though from watching the two men pulled off their clothes, stripping to their boxer briefs. She swallowed hard realizing they both were tattooed up and their bodies were toned and muscular. They both turned to her, their gazes running over her semi naked body. She started to cover herself, but Gabe grabbed her, making her stop. He leaned down to capture her mouth again. He pulled away slightly. "Feel better?" He questioned against her mouth.

She nodded, blushing. "I'm sorry....I don't know what came over me. I don't ever -" She was cut off as he kissed her hard.

"Princess, no excuses. I wanted that. You responded." He stared down at her hard, refusing further argument.

"Yes, but it won't happen again." She said firmly.

She blinked when Gabe just grinned and said, "Oh, it will. And soon." With that he brought his mouth back down. She moaned and, unable to help herself, responded.

Gabe crushed her against his bare chest. He pulled his mouth away to whisper against her neck, "I think it's time that Dean got in, don't you?"

Before she could react she felt Dean come up behind her and his hands slowly ran up her bare sides. She shivered when his hands brushed the swells of her tits. She began to pull away, about to stop it, thinking it was wrong to have two men touch her when Dean nudged her legs apart and without hesitation pushed her thong aside. He then stroked a finger against her wet pussy. She couldnt help it and moaned against Gabe's mouth, shuddering with pleasure. She was powerless to stop it.

"You like that, baby?" Dean said, kissing her neck. He bit gently down and sucked at her skin, leaving a red mark. "Oh, you like that." He laughed with pleasure. "You know how I can tell?" He didnt wait for a response and said, "Your pussy just clamped around my fingers."

He bit down lightly again and she moaned. Her head fell back and Gabe's mouth followed it, kissing and licking his way down her throat. He pulled slightly away and his tongue moved further down and encircled one of her nipples and sucked hard. Mia cried out in pleasure.

"Yes!" She screamed. She briefly thought she should be embarrassed that she was letting two men pleasure her, but there was no way she could stop. They overwhelmed and overpowered her in a way she never felt before.

"I think she likes that." Dean told Gabe, smirking against her neck. He continued to stroke her pussy. "No coming, baby. You come only when we say." His voice held a command that told her he meant it. Both of these men were dominant and she couldn't help but submit.

"Please." She begged, "I'm so close. Please let me come."

"Did you hear her ask so nicely?" Gabe said, moving his lips from her nipple, but still stroking with his thumb. "She needs to come."

Dean laughed. "So I heard. No, coming, baby. you already came once against Gabe. That was hot as hell watching him pin you up against that wall and make you come, but if you come again before we say you will be punished. Hard." His voice made it sound like he would enjoy that.

Mia shivered at the subtle threat. "Please..." She pleaded with Gabe, her green eyes meeting his.

"No. Like Dean said if you do you'll be punished. Although you may like it. I know we would." Gabe said, smiling.

The men then went back to pleasuring her. It seemed that with Gabe's last comment they doubled their efforts, purposely pushing her toward the edge.

"I'm going to come. Please! Please, can I come?" Mia cried out.

"No coming." Dean said, rubbing her clit and then flicking it.

"I can't stop it! Please!" Mia was pleading, shaking with the effort to obey.

"Princess, if you come you will be punished. Just hold on a bit more." Gabe's rasping voice came. Gabe and Dean had played this game before and he knew exactly what to do to win. He moved his mouth down her body, kneeling. His tongue worked its way to her pussy, where Dean was still stroking. She screamed when Gabe's tongue started to stroke her throbbing clit at the same time Dean's fingers thrust deep. She could feel that Gabe's tongue occasionally ran over Dean's fingers and that caused her pussy to clench even more.

She couldn't stop it and came, shuddering and trapped between two bodies. They didn't stop but continued to pleasure her, making her scream. She collapsed back weakly against Dean. He held her close, moving his hands up to stroke her hard nipples. Gabe stood up and leaned down to kiss her.

"Princess, you tasted so good. Your pussy was so wet." He murmured. They both continued to stroke her body, letting her come down.

After a few minutes Dean whispered in her ear, "Now though you must be punished, baby." His voice had changed, warning her of what was to come.

"Please, I couldn't help it!" Mia whimpered, scared of what he meant.

"No excuses. We both warned you." Gabe said, his voice becoming hard. "Do you want us to stop this? Say the word and we will not touch you again." She swallowed hard, looking at both of them. Her mind was racing. She was scared by what they were making her feel, but she didn't want them to stop.

"No. I want you." She decided.

Dean kissed her neck. "Good. Hands up."

She hesistated and he slapped her ass hard. She jumped and he said, "Obey. When we say something you do it, no hesitation or the punishment will be worse."

She obeyed him, holding her hands above her hand, shivering. Dean bent and grabbed his tie that he had thrown on the ground. He wrapped it around her wrists and then pulled it up. She stretched to her tiptoes as he pulled it through one of the metal ceiling pieces and back down. She looked up and saw that now it was holding her in place securely. She was on her tiptoes, stretched and exposed to their eyes. She shivered, remembering that she didn't know these men.

"You look so beautiful, Mia." Gabe whispered, kissing her neck. "You are totally exposed and vulnerable. In our control. We could do anything. We could touch you, spank you, fuck you. You have no control...no say. How does that feel?" As he spoke he touched her body all over.

She shivered at his words. The words frightened her but also turned her on. "I'm scared...but hot."

Dean put his hands on her shoulders and roughly spun her around, twisting the tie. "Why are you being punished, baby?" He demanded, his eyes hard.

"Because I came." She said, licking her lips.

"You will call us both Sir."

"What?" She cried out when Gabe slapped her ass.

"You will call us sir when addressing us."

"Yes...sir."

He caressed her face. "Good girl." He lowered his hand to her neck, gripping her throat firmly before he kissed her, then before he spun her towards Gabe again. Her head swirled at the movement until Gabe stopped her, his hands holding her in place.

Then she felt a hard slap against her ass. She gasped as she realized Dean spanked her. Her eyes raised to Gabe's and she saw how aroused this made him.

"Ask for it." Gabe said.

"Wh-what?" She said.

"Ask for it. Ask for the spanking. beg for it." She shivered and then another blow came. This one harder.

"Please...please spank me." She said.

"Why? Why are you being punished?" Gabe asked, his large hand cupping her throat.

"I came when I was told not to." She said, her voice muffled by his hand. She swallowed against his hold.

"Good girl." He whispered, kissing her before releasing her throat. After another blow Dean stopped and stroked her ass gently, erasing some of the sting. He turned her so she was facing him. He brought his mouth to hers, kissing her gently.

"Good girl. How'd that feel, baby?."

"It hurt...sir."

"Good. You are to be punished. Soon you will begin to like it. I can tell you are a true submissive. Now, quiet as Gabe takes his turn."

Gabe then spanked her ass. Five blows fell before he too stroked her ass gently. They did this two more times, sharing in her punishment, before Dean cursed and lowered her hands. She looked at him in question and saw he jaw clenched tight, his cock straining against his briefs. She realized her punishment was not over, it had just changed. He untied her hands, but then retied them behind her. He then forced her to her knees. "On your knees, baby. Your punishment isn't over yet."