CHAPTER 7
Swan woke slowly in the morning, stretching and mewing in comfort. The events of the previous night were immediately in her mind. She noticed her ass was still quite sore, but not as sore as she would have expected having received one of the worst hand spankings she'd ever had. She opened her eyes and reached on either side of her searching for her masters. Master Sean pulled her close, but she noticed Master Tristan was absent.
"Good morning," Master Sean whispered in her ear. He nuzzled her and she kissed his head.
"Where's Master Tristan?" Swan asked.
"We had some calls to make early but couldn't bear leaving you alone. He's in the office and will be back soon." Master Sean slowly ran his hand down her arm. "How's your bottom this morning?" He looked into her eyes with concern. He slowly moved his hand down her back to her ass, gingerly running just a finger down one of her cheeks.
Swan winced but said, "I feel good. It's not bad at all."
Master Sean looked pained. "You're a terrible liar. I'll get the lotion." He pulled the sheets back from her and motioned for her to roll over. He squeezed some lotion onto her ass cheeks and gently rubbed in soothing circles. Swan sighed in relief as the cooling numbing sensation set in.
"We have to go into the office today, so we'll have Hudson keep applying the lotion for you while we're out." When Swan let out a small moan of disappointment Master Sean chuckled, "I know. Hudson can't hold a candle to your gorgeous masters. Well, it's better than not getting anything at all while we're gone. You're on bed rest for today. Give that ass a rest." Swan glanced behind her and Master Sean gave her a stern look. Stern looked utterly ridiculous on him and Swan laughed at him.
"Hey! I'm trying to be serious here! Respect my seriousness," but his grin said otherwise. "Spread your legs a bit wider so I can get this one spot." She complied and waited for his massaging to continue. Instead, she felt his hands on her hips lifting and shifting her angle slightly. She looked behind her and gasped to see Master Sean disappear between her legs. She felt his tongue on her clit and gasped again. His thumbs slid inside her and his licking increased in pace. Swan turned her head into a pillow and moaned loudly with pleasure.
She turned her head to the side and breathed, "Master Sean..."
He popped up from between her legs, "Yes? Did you need something?"
"Don't stop!" Swan whined.
"Oh, so you're liking this? I wasn't sure for a moment," he teased.
Swan didn't reply but pushed her hips up higher, presenting him with the parts that needed attention. "Point taken," and he resumed the licking and prodding that made her moan. He increased his pace and she felt everything in her pull tight. She cried out wordlessly as pleasure exploded inside her, starting at the spot where Master Sean was flicking his tongue. He slowed his pace as he felt her go limp and slowly licked her orgasm to finish.
She lay there in exhausted pleasure while Master Sean kissed up her ass, her back, over her shoulder and finally a slow satisfied kiss to her lips. They lay there quietly happy together for a short while when Master Sean groaned, "Ok... It's shower time. I have work I need to get to."
Swan strategically moved herself to the edge of the bed to stand up. Master Sean helped steady her and went to start a hot shower. Swan stretched lazily.
"It would seem I missed some fun this morning."
Swan turned and saw Master Tristan in the doorway to the bedroom. "Master Tristan!" Swan quickly crossed the room and threw her arms around his neck pulling herself up to kiss him. He kissed her back firmly, passionately, but there was an edge to his kiss. She pulled back to look into his dark eyes. Swan couldn't believe there had been a time she thought him stoic. She always saw his emotion in his eyes, like the pain she saw in him now.
She ran her fingers through his black hair. "Master, what is it?"
He took a tense breath. "Swan, can you forgive me for hurting you last night? I'm so sorry."
Swan didn't hesitate, "Master Tristan, of course! But there's nothing to forgive. I'm sorry that my not telling you the truth put your business deal at risk. I would have never forgiven myself if I caused your deal to fall through."
He took her head in his hands, leaned down and kissed her again deeply. He didn't pull away but rested his forehead on hers. They stood there for a moment, eyes closed, forehead to forehead before he finally spoke, "Swan, I so badly want to tell you that it will never happen again but I'm not sure if I can say that truthfully." He pulled away from her and looked into her eyes. "Do you understand what I'm saying?"
"I do, Master Tristan. I know you never want to hurt me like that again, but I know many people depend on you and the success of your businesses. I wouldn't want you to put me ahead of keeping thousands of workers paid."
"Swan, we will protect you always," Master Sean said from the other doorway. He looked at her and Master Tristan solemnly, "But you make us vulnerable in a way we never have been before."
"I understand," she said looking at Master Sean for a moment and then to Master Tristan for a moment. "I understand."
"Good! Now we are a profoundly dirty threesome, and a hot shower is running." Master Sean walked across the room and swept Swan into his arms. She shouted in glee and giggled. "Tristan, you coming?"
"Most definitely," Master Tristan said and began stripping off his casual clothing.
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Swan spent the day reading and lounging in bed and she couldn't say that she hated it. Every other hour Hudson would come in to lotion her behind. Swan kept protesting; surely Hudson had better things to do than wait on her and her ass all day long, but he would hear none of it. And she had to admit that the lotion was really speeding her healing.
Her masters were home for dinner and they both seemed lighter hearted than they had in the morning. After some after-dinner cuddling that Swan begged from her masters, they called an end to the evening.
"Ok. As much as I could fall asleep right now," Master Sean said with his head in Swan's lap who was sitting in Master Tristan's lap herself, "we need to have Hudson get Swan to bed. She has a long day tomorrow."
"That's right. I almost forgot tomorrow was Doctor Day," Master Tristan answered.
"And what is Doctor Day?" Swan asked him, scrunching her eyebrows together in distaste.
Master Tristan rolled his eyes, a gesture that always made Swan laugh. "That's what Sean and the birds started calling it and it stuck. It's ridiculous."
Master Sean sat up, "It's not. It's the perfect name for it because it's obvious." He looked to Swan finally giving her the info she requested, "We always want our birds to be in perfect health. So once a year we have the doctor come in to give everyone exams and a clean bill of health. It's just time-consuming for all the birds and the staff. And some of the exams aren't the most pleasant," he finished cautiously.
But before Swan could protest, he continued, "But! We make sure it's a day all the birds look forward to, so there's a big dinner in the even just for all you gals. As much food and drinks as you want, casual clothes or whatever you want to wear. It's your evening. And if YOU are a particularly good girl tomorrow, I have a very special dessert planned for you," and he smiled wickedly at her.
"As do I," Master Tristan added with a twinkle in his eye.
Swan shivered with pleasure at their tone and where her imagination was already taking her. They both kissed her goodnight and let Hudson lead her back to the birdhouse. Swan realized she hadn't seen any of the birds since the night before when they descended upon her with a thousand questions. Hudson fought them off, commanding Swan into bed for one more application of the lotion on her bottom before bed. After he was finished, he allowed Cardy and Jay into her curtained room but shooed the rest of the birds off to bed themselves.
"Oh my gosh, are you ok?" Cardy exclaimed. "That looked like the worst spanking ever! I would have died!"
