The seed thing... the fact that gargoyles cum makes humans horny. Well, perhaps I should be insulted about being drugged by jizz, but truly, I had been dying to touch them before any of that. They all smell so wonderful.
I roll onto my belly, pillowing my face on my arms.Ugh, my butt has a toy in it.They see this as fully normal and expected. I had never heard that about them, about their women, that anal sex was... common, expected, pleasurable. But I recall hushed conversations in the rebel halls, that their males could carry young. As a small child, it had seemed wonderful to me; that that duty did not fall to females alone.
My eyes fall upon the one with the horns.Theo. His face is the most... boyish. He’s very attractive, really. He’s on his side with his wings tucked low. Behind him, his arm thrown over Theo’s side in a totally endearing manner, is Ben. Ben’s face, even in repose, is stern. I think about him again. He has been... very nervous around me.Concerned.
I frown again.They should be nervous. I’m going to kill them.
But somehow, the heat I normally can summon, is not there.The hell with that,I think angrily. Yesterday I had tried to be confident and sexy, to use the sex, to use their lust as a means for future escape. But they had shown me my position here. And dammit if my body hadn’t responded. So I accepted it; let my mind go silent, instead of repeating what a traitor I am.
A cool hand lands delicately on the back of my thigh, just below my butt cheek and curls around into the crease of mylegs. I turn my face and Arch is sitting on the edge of the bed, touching me tenderly.
“Good morning little one. Are you sore?”
I clear my throat. “My muscles, a bit.”
He chuckles, “I meant between your legs.”
“No.” I quickly add, “Sir.”
“That’s good.” His hand slides up, between my cheeks and I whine.
He laughs quietly again, “More of this, eh? You’ll get used to our mastery of your body eventually.” His fingers grab the trainer and tug it halfway out, sliding it in and out of my bottom as I lay frozen.
“Hmm,” he rumbles out, half a purr. “Or maybe not. Maybe you enjoy the debasement. Which we understand, though anal sex is not seen as odd or embarrassing in any way in our society. You saw me fuck Theo’s tight ass yesterday, yes?”
I nod into the pillow, face flaming.
“Grip down, I’m going to remove it. I want you to use the bathroom before we start the day’s activities.”
I don’t know how I could possibly be more embarrassed than I am but I do as he tells me.
WHEN I RETURN FROMthe restroom, Arch is sitting on the edge of the bed, thighs spread, as Ben kneels before him. I watch Arch’s long, thick grey cock slide in and out of Ben’s mouth, slowly, reverently. Ben’s angular cheeks hollow as he suckles his leader’s dick. His movements are languorous and devoted. He pulls back all the way and licks and kisses the tip before taking it down his throat, his mouth widening as he gets close to Arch’s balls, and I see the ridges on Arch’s cock are darker, more pronounced. His balls hang heavy and dark and larger than anyhuman man’s I’ve seen. I’m oddly aroused by them. I want to cup them and feel their weight. I want to feel them slap against me, feel them under my ass as I ride that big cock to an orgasm. I shake myself.What the fuck is wrong with me?
I hear Theo chuckle and turn to look at him.
“I smell you, sweetling, you like watching them. Tell me, what exactly were you thinking?”
I shake my head, silent.
He lets out a low growl. “Tell me, little bride.”
I bite my lip, unable to voice my dirty thoughts, as I press my thighs together, seeking friction.
Theo chuckles and sits up, sitting at the edge of the bed and reaches out, taking my hand and pulling me slowly to him. He spreads his legs so I stand between them. His other hand raises to cup my pussy but does nothing more than leave his cool hand over my mound, pressing firmly.
“Mates who don’t do as told get spanked, sweetling. Tell me what you were thinking of as I smelled your cunt get hot and wet for us.”
I shake my head again, unable to say it.
“Choices have consequences, my dear,” he rumbles with a chuckle as he easily tosses me over his lap, my ass up.
My mind quickly slips away as I get lost in the rhythmic slaps of his large palm on my ass, in the disbelief that I’m lying compliant and embarrassed over a goyle’s knee, my wet pussy surely visible. I start to cry out just as I hear Arch finish in Ben’s mouth and the thought stops my noises, my heat increasing. The swats stop and I tilt my head to see Arch pulling Ben to him to kiss him deeply and thoroughly.
But two wet fingers are smoothly inserted into my asshole and I cry out. Suddenly, hands are caressing my back.Ben.
“Head up, little flower,” he says, his voice rough with need. I obey to find his cock in my face, his hand wrapped around the base and without thought, my mouth opens.
“Good girl, that’s it. I have what you need,” he purrs as he feeds me his cock.
