William and Alex end up clasping hands and give each other a bro hug. “Alex, you have a gift with words. I’m sure with time, the D word can be mentioned again,” William says, before a wicked gleam lights up in his eyes. “Now let’s discuss Cecily on the table some more. How would this work? We tie her to it, right? I’m thinking arms and legs spread out, each of us taking turns eating her for breakfast.”
My hands fly up to cover my face, and Marcus comes up behind me and pulls them down. “Oh no, baby. No hiding from this conversation. It’s just getting good! I think we should add a blindfold to this scenario.”
Derrick snaps his fingers and points to us. “Yes! And then she will need to guess correctly who’s eating her before we let her reach nirvana.”
Marcus holds me against him, and my ass rests on his hardening cock. His hands slide up my body and cup my breasts. “And what should we do with these?” he asks my other mates.
My legs press together to alleviate the mounting desire pooling there. These assholes are turning me on purposefully! Klaus bites his bottom lip and lets out a groan, before adding in his input. “Sooo many things we can do with those. And there are two of them, so two of us can play with them at the same time.” He walks over to me, and surprisingly, it’s Will who joins him.
They both kneel on the ground in front of me in tandem movements. Will hooks a finger over the neckline of my dress and pulls down until the breast on his side pops out. He glances over at Klaus and says, “Oh, here. Let me get that for you.” He slides his finger along the fabric causing my other breast to spill over.
They each place a warm hand on my exposed flesh. I’m finding it hard to breathe, and my legs are going weak. Placing a hand on the shoulder of each of them to help steady myself, I pull them slightly toward me to encourage more action. Their hot, wet mouths land on my nipples at the same time, tongues swirling and tracing different patterns.
My eyes flutter closed as I enjoy the sensation. Derrick’s voice sounds thick as he asks, “So if they’ve claimed her tits, who gets her clit?” I let out a moan at the thought as my legs shake.
Alex doesn’t even hesitate for a moment before claiming, “Dibs!” Marcus trails hot kisses over my neck as his hands travel down my body to the hem of my dress. With excruciating slowness, he scrunches my dress in his hands.
Derrick swears, realizing he should’ve just called dibs himself. A second later, he’s gripping my jaw with more force than I’m used to from him. I open my eyes in time to see the lust in his before his lips are devouring me.
Klaus and Will have moved on to nibbles. I know they have to be communicating when at the same time, teeth latch on and pull my nipples until the peaked tip slips from the hold they have. The stinging pain is quickly licked away as Derrick swallows my surprised shout. My hands squeeze their shoulders, not sure if I want to pull them even closer or push them away.
Alex whispers into my ear, “How does all of this sound, Angel? Can you picture it? Being tied to the table, Marcus sucking on your pulse point, William and Klaus worshiping your breasts, Derrick tasting your sweet innocent lips, while I wrap my lips around your clit and suck while sliding two fingers inside you.”
My pussy clenches in anticipation, because I can picture it all. My imagination doesn’t have to stretch far since everything he said is actually happening aside from the attention to my pussy. I’m so worked up, I’m on the verge of coming just from the nipple play and dirty words.
A finger snaps, and every single one of my fucking asshole mates abandons my body, aside from Marcus who has to hold me up. I let out a sob at the cruelty, and Marcus has the nerve to laugh. Actually, they all snicker in some form. I turn around in his arms, with plans to offer a smack for being so rude. Although, when I’m facing him, my lips have a mind of their own and attach themselves to his.
My ass is in his hands in a heartbeat, and he’s lifting me up while my legs wrap around his waist. His short hair is fisted in both my hands, and I don’t even pull away when I growl out, “Bedroom. Now.” Marcus’ steps are sure as he navigates to the empty bedroom. I reach for my magic and a bed appears just in time to catch our bodies falling onto the soft pillow top covered with silky dark gray sheets.
Heat envelopes my whole body, and my hips rotate so I can grind on his hardness as we kiss with desperation. I want Marcus to be even closer. I need our clothes gone, and to enjoy his naked skin against mine. Before I can magically remove the offending fabric away, Marcus rips his lips from mine and growls out, “Don’t even fucking think about it.”
My mouth drops open in shock. “Don—” His finger presses against my lips, cutting me off.
“No more magic. Don’t think you can take away my pleasure of removing your clothes. Or of driving you insane with how slow I plan to take my clothes off. You’ve been very naughty, baby girl. You have some punishments coming your way, and they will only increase with each word you speak.” My pussy floods with a new wave of wetness at his words.
His finger leaves my lips and I instantly bite my bottom one to keep from saying anything. He bends his head and his nose runs along my neck, causing me to shiver. The warmth of his lips graze my ear before he whispers, “Do you understand me?”
I stop myself from voicing an answer just in time and nod my head instead. I feel the smile spread on his face before he swipes a kiss just below my ear. “Good girl. Hold your arms above your head and don’t move them.”
Raising my arms as he asks, I grip the sheets to help myself remember not to move them. He kisses down my chest, following the swell of my still exposed breasts. His lips continue to kiss me over my dress as his hands reach behind him and grip each of my ankles. Unhooking my hold on him, he bends my legs up and places his hands to the inside of my knees to press my legs open for him. “Stay like this, beautiful.”
A shudder rolls through my body with his command. Who knew I would be so into being dominated. His fingertips trail down my inner thighs as he sits back and flips my dress up to expose my lace panties. A whimper escapes me as he runs a finger along my panty line, and my hips buck. He clicks his tongue a few times before saying, “What did I say about not moving?” A slap lands on my inner thigh and I slam my lips together to try and catch the sound.
“Did you just try to deny me the sound you just wanted to make? I said no words, nothing about smothering your noises.” A slap lands on my other thigh and my clit throbs with the sensation while a loud moan sounds out. “Good girl, learning so quickly for me.” His fingertip runs along my soaked panty-covered slit. “Maybe I should show you what kind of reward good behavior deserves.”
He bends down and the warmth of his breath penetrates through my panties right onto my clit. Hovering in place, anticipation builds as I wait for him to finally touch me. My eyes are glued to him, trying to see when he might make his move. His eyes are latched onto mine, and the expression I see reflected in them makes me whimper.
A smirk lights up his features and his finger slides underneath my panties and moves them to the side. The slight chill in the air is a shock to my newly exposed wetness. By some miracle, I manage to withstand the urge to buck up. His eyes command me to not look away, and his mouth slowly lowers until his lips close around mine.
The flat of his tongue swipes up, and I suck in a breath with the zing of pleasure shooting through me. His lips wrap around my clit and he sucks hard. I’m right on the edge of my orgasm, and my thoughts are clouded by a haze of lust. My legs twitch up with the sensation and my hands reach for his head as I shout out: “Yes!”
I realize my mistake when a stinging slap hits my pussy, before my legs are held down by his strong hands. My pussy clenches around nothing as the pain turns into pleasure. I’m tipping over the edge and Marcus can see it in my eyes. “Fuck!” he angrily swears as he buries his head in my pussy once again. I scream as the most powerful orgasm to date rockets through my body.
I’m still coming as Marcus flips my body over and I land on my hands and knees. His hand grips the hair at my nape and pulls my head back so he can speak in my ear. “Cecily, punishments aren’t supposed to make you come. You unravel my control, love. Now, bend down with your ass in the air and your hands together in front of you.”
Following his directions, my arms stretch out as I cross them at the wrist. Seconds later, a silk ribbon is tying itself around my wrists holding them in place. Discreetly, I test the ribbon to see if there’s any give. There isn’t.
I stay in the position he told me to assume and wait for what he will do next. My breathing speeds up in anticipation with each second I’m left wondering. After an infinite amount of time, his fingertips trail up the back of my legs until he reaches the hem of my dress, which he flips up so my ass is exposed.
