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He stalked over to the set of drawers, while I pressed her face-down on the sofa and sat on her legs. Her complaint was high pitched and mewling, a sure sign of a woman who needed to be fucked.

The rattle as he pulled things out was ominous, exciting, and everything I needed.

No more blue balls and jacking off in the shower. If she gave in and loved this, this was her future.

Her wriggling and protests as we stripped her, roped and gagged her, and generally trussed her how we wanted, would inspire a minotaur to knock down every wall in a labyrinth to get at her.

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EMME

This was scary as hell, but god, I needed this.

They had roped my arms at my back in some multi-tied arrangement, elbows to hands, with my arms on top of each other. That made me think shibari. My legs were free, so I could try to kick them.

Trying was always the best policy. I connected with Axl’s thigh, but only once, and that was enough to make me squeak and whimper as he came for me. The gag they’d applied was metal softened with leather. I couldn’t close my mouth, and the hole in the middle had obvious purpose. Dragged up onto my knees on the sofa, Axl stuck in his cock and fucked my open mouth, leering down at me. The squelch as he thrust and withdrew fed my arousal, as did his merciless stare and the wrench on my scalp from his fist.

“You know what, I prefer the old-fashioned way.” He unstrapped the gag and tossed it. I worked my mouth. The thing had been cruel.

“Bite me and you won’t like what happens.” He tapped my nose and lightly slapped my face.

Fuck, that was hot. I felt my juices leak out and slip down my thigh.

“Open your mouth.”

With my arms roped at my back, I was defenseless but could not help but test him. I was slow on purpose, and Axl smiled and slapped my other cheek.

Impeccably chastened, I opened, choking as he fucked me deep for a few minutes.

When he withdrew, my saliva glistened and dripped from his cock head. I spat to clear my mouth and found he’d dropped to his knees before me and had stuck his tongue on my slit, swirling it over my clit. My lips parted. The swell of desire meant I couldn’t draw enough air when a tongue was on me there.

The sucking though and the wriggling of that tongue on my clit, that blew my mind.

I watched him work on me and lick, and eye me, knowing exactly how it was affecting me. Overcome, I shut my eyes and was drowned by the surge of lust. I spread my legs and shook and pushed forward.

Grayson chose then to put his lubricated cock to my rear hole, and he slowly squeezed himself inside me. I squirmed but could not escape, besides…

The slip and slide of that hot pressing tongue, the slippery glide across and around my clit—I groaned and blew into a hot climax. I bucked against his mouth.

And Grayson crammed his dick fully inside me, thrusting like a determined snake into an impossibly small hole. I was afraid he wouldn’t fit, but the lube saved me, though I choked at the surprise invasion.

It made my orgasm burn higher, the feel of that bullying cock going where cock should not, and I blanked for seconds.

A buzz warned me Axl had other ideas just as a vibe was pressed to my clit. I felt it sink into the softness of my flesh and squash my poor over-sensitive clit. The cock in my ass became ever more intense. Keening, I rode the vibe as Grayson fucked me in the ass, until Axl said a word, and he pulled out.

“Oh. Oh.” Jerking, I curled forward. Only Grayson’s hold on the arm ropes stopped me faceplanting.

“She’s wet enough and turned on enough to take us both,” one of them said.

“Fffuck,” I whispered wetly, drooling, and befuddled.

With Axl lying on his back and his cock jutting up, Grayson picked me up and lowered me over him.

“Spread your fucking legs.”

With much maneuvering and my thighs spread wide over Axl, he guided himself inside my slippery hole. I sank down, his cock penetrating deep in one slick second.

Again I whispered fuck. Too much.

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