Family Secrets
Breaking Point Chapter 9

**Vladimir

**

I led Fiona into Zane's club and whispered in her ear. "You look beautiful tonight, Princess. I can't wait to show them who you belong to." "Where's Markus?"

"He's running a little late. Don't worry, he'll be here soon."

That was a little white lie. He was arranging everything with Zane. Markus wanted to put on a show for everyone. Wanted to show the men who Fiona belonged to. I released Fiona and picked up two flutes of Champagne from the tray. Handing one to Fiona, I reached behind her and cupped her ass. "Let's drink, Princess."

I led Fiona to an empty table and set my glass down. Lords of Acid's Face Down Ass Up played through the speakers, bass pumping loudly. I glanced around the room and saw Tristan, Kali, and Brett. I glanced to my left and noticed two familiar bodies pressed against the wall. Frankie had Aiden locked in an erotic kiss as they ground their hips. I took a sip of my Champagne and wrapped my arm around Fiona's waist.

Markus appeared and nodded to Zane. He took a seat next to Fiona and kissed her temple. "Sorry I'm late. I was talking with Zane."

Markus cupped her cheek and asked, "I hope you was a good girl for Vladimir."

"I was so good."

"Good to know." He smirked.

What Fiona didn't know was that her panties weren't your ordinary ones. They were vibrating panties. It wasn't easy, but I talked her into wearing them. I told her Markus bought them for a special occasion. That part wasn't a lie, but I failed to inform her they would vibrate with a press of a button. Markus nodded, giving me the signal to turn them on.

I leaned down and whispered to Fiona, "Sorry Princess, orders from Markus."

"What are you talking about?"

I pulled out the remote and pressed the button, turning on the panties on the lowest setting. Fiona gripped the edge of the table and sucked in a breath. Markus placed his hand on her thigh and grinned. "Now, it's a party." She gritted her teeth, hissing out angrily. "Markus! You can't do this. Not in front of all these people."

"Princess, this is only the beginning. Like I said earlier, this is a very special night. For what I have planned, I'm going to need that pussy dripping wet."

Fiona silently moaned as the device hummed against her clit. I placed my hand on her other thigh and glanced over to Markus. He nodded to me, letting me know the show was already in motion. We spread her legs, placing her legs on our leg. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back, letting out a whimper.

"Markus, please."

"No coming until I say so. Vladimir turn it up a notch."

I pressed the button on the next setting, making her body tense. "Vladimir, please turn it off. I'll do anything."

"What would you do, Fiona? How far would you go to get me to turn it off?"

"I... I would... oh fuck." Fiona let out a breath, rocking her hips.

"Are you coming without permission?"

"No, Sir." She moaned, her thighs trembling. She was coming. I knew that, and by the glint Markus' eyes... he knew it too.

"Tsk. Tsk. Bad girl." Markus clicked his tongue, shaking his head.

She shook her head vigorously and whispered, "I didn't come."

I down the rest of my drink and ran my finger down Fiona's cheek. "Baby, this party is just getting started. Ready to show the world you are ours?" "Yes, Daddy Vladimir."

Fuck, I loved hearing her call me that.

My cock swelled as she rested her hand on my zipper, making me exhale deeply. This woman may be a submissive, but she had so much control over us. I watched Fiona place her free hand over Markus' cock, making him thrust his hips upwards. I gripped her wrist and ground out. "Princess, don't play games with us. I'm too fucking wound up to mess around tonight."

She bit her lip seductively, batting her eyelashes. "But Daddy, I like to play games with you guys. It's so much fun."

Markus wrapped his hand around her throat and narrowed his eyes. "Tonight, I'm not playing games with you. This is what's going to happen... you, Vladimir, and I are going up on that stage, and we're going to fuck you in front everyone. You can beg all you want, but it's happening."

Zane stepped up on stage and took the microphone, grinning. "Thank you all for coming. Tonight, I'm usually the one participating in the main event, but tonight I'm going to do things differently. I have some very special guests that are going to put on a show for you. Markus, Fiona, and Vladimir, if you could make your way up here."

Markus and I led Fiona up on the stage and turned to the audience. Markus unzipped Fiona's dress as I pulled down the straps and pulled it down her body. I let the dress fall to the floor and leaned down next to her ear. "You're at our mercy, little girl. I want your eyes on them as we bring you pleasure. Let them know who you belong to."

"Yes, Daddy."

Markus stood in front of her and pointed to the floor, "Kneel for us. Thighs parted with your hands behind your back."

Fiona lowered her body and spread her thighs, placing her hand behind her back and bowed her head. I took off my tie and wrapped it around her wrists. I could hear the murmurs and moans coming from the audience as Markus began to undo his pants. I pulled Fiona up, leading her to a table. I pressed her body down and unbuckled my pants, freeing my cock. I leaned down, looking directly into the crowd and whispered. "Don't hold back your moans, sweetheart. I want them to hear every whimper and moan. Let them know who owns you."

"Yes, Daddy Vladimir."

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**Markus

**

I watched in anticipation as Vladimir stood behind Fiona and forced her legs apart as he held her by the hips. My heart pounded wildly as I glanced at Vladimir. Fiona and everyone else would be in for a big surprise in a minute. Zane might want to come over and join us. I forced Fiona's mouth open and forced my cock in her mouth. She widened her eyes, but obediently sucked. Her cheeks hollowed as my fingers dug in her hair and forced more of me in her mouth. "Fuck!" I hissed, grounding my teeth.

Vladimir looked just as nervous as me as he thrust into her from behind. We thrust our hips into a rhythm and leaned forward. Our lips met in the middle and it made the crowd to wild. Even Zane was whistling loudly in the crowd. Our tongues clashed, making a wave of excitement rush to my cock. A tingling sensation in the pit of my stomach ran down to my toes. I wasn't gay, but this was turning me on. Just like the time Fiona forced us to kiss.

We continued to thrust into her as we got lost in our kiss. Vladimir groaned as he dug his nails in Fiona's hips, making her whimper underneath us. I pulled away from Vladimir, our breaths deep and heavy. Vladimir released his grip on Fiona and cupped my face. His mouth hot on mine, and his tongue swept across my bottom lip. I parted my mouth and granted him access. I invited him in willingly as I emptied my balls and spilled into Fiona's mouth. Releasing Fiona's head, I threaded my fingers in his hair and deepened the kiss.

"Fuck, yes." Vladimir hissed, jerking his hips against Fiona's ass. His balls could be heard slapping and her moans echoed through the room. The crowd had stopped cheering, but the faint sound of groaning and moans could be heard from them.

I untangled my fingers from his as he pulled away and pulled out of Fiona. I leaned back and gripped Fiona's chin harshly, forcing her to face me. Her face was twisted in pain and her breaths shallow. I grinned as I looked over to Vladimir, "Check to make sure the little slut didn't come. We didn't give her permission."

"She did come. You know what that means, don't you?"

I knew exactly what that meant.

"Punishment time. Get the rope and strap her down."

"Markus!" Fiona hissed.

I slapped her cheek and squeezed her chin, "That's sir to you, little slut."

"Stop!" She screamed again, earning another smack on the cheek.

"Say it!"

"Yes, sir."

I pulled up my pants and tucked myself back in, fixing my pants. I knelt down, level with Fiona's face and said, "Vladimir is going to administer your punishment, while I go have a drink with Zane. You do everything he tells you, or else I'll take over. You don't want that, do you?"

"No, sir."

I glanced to Vladimir and nodded as I stepped off the stage. Zane grinned as he met me with a glass of whiskey and clapped me on the back. "Holy shit, that was hot. I didn't know you had it in you. Let's sit and talk."

"To tell you the truth, I didn't know if I could do it."

"So, does Nikolai know that his two best men are fucking?"

"What?! We're... we haven't done that. We just..."

"You're just experimenting?"

"I guess that's what you would call it. I want to know what gets Fiona hot. And, if I have to kiss another man, I will. Anything to make her happy." "You're both in love with her, yes?"

"I..."

"You both would do anything to make her smile. That, my friend, is fucking love."

Was it love?

I took a sip and glanced back to the stage. Vladimir had Fiona strapped to the table and circled her as he held a whip. He trailed it down her chest and raised it up in the air, bringing it down on her breasts. Hard. Fast. She screamed as he did it again. Fiona's eyes watered as he brought it down again. This time on her stomach. Thin crimson lines painted her body, bringing a smile to my face. Vladimir circled her again, like a tiger stalking his prey. Watching. Waiting. Craving for her whimpers as she begged.

Zane rubbed his chin and leaned over to whisper. "We should party sometime. Sophia and Kylie would get along with Fiona perfectly."

"Maybe. It's if Vladimir and Fiona would agree to that."

He nodded at the stage, "If they agreed to this, then they'll definitely agree that. Come over with them tomorrow night, we're playing Truth or Dare. Zane style."

"Okay, I'll talk to them. Thanks for letting us do this."

"No. Thank you for putting on one hell of a show. This was my best show yet."