The pleasure builds again. I’m not afraid of that wonderful feeling they evoke inside of me. Ayres holds my boobs in his hands, pulling at my nipples. Hypnos sucks my tongue into his mouth, and I babble for him to not stop. My eyes fall on Kronos.
“That’s it, little rabbit. Submit to it. Feel Hypnos’s cock in you, fucking you for the both of us.”
His words cause my body to go rigid and my brain to shut down. White lights take over my vision as I come on Hypnos’s cock. He grunts out my name into my mouth as I scream for them, giving them another orgasm that they can claim they wrought out of me.
Hypnos falls on top of me as Kronos grabs his hips and fucks him hard. He looks me in the eyes the entire time he unloads his cum into Hypnos.
Ayres whispers in my ear, “Little kitten. Our precious little girl, thank you.” He kisses my forehead and curls into me. Hypnos crawls down my body and lays his head right above my pussy. Kronos lays on my other side, teasing my nipples.
“I’m so proud of you, little rabbit.” I smile at Kronos, and he kisses my lips.
I’m so confused. Why are they proud of me? And why are they thanking me? I close my eyes on the onslaught of questions and emotions flowing through me.
“Go to sleep, little warrior. Just relax, sweet one.” Hypnos strokes my thigh. Everything is overwhelming me. I keep my eyes shut and try not to think about any of this. I can’t face this right now. Not now when I’m starting to believe they are what I need.
* * *
When I wake up,I’m alone. I move, and I’m able to do so. I’m free. My heart leaps at that thought. There are no chains or pain. There’s a small ache in my back, but that’s it. My heart pitter-patters with the idea that they left me unchained. I find myself smiling. I stretch and the ache in my back intensifies. I regret moving.
“Little rabbit?” I turn and see Kronos standing there.
“Yes, Master.” I don’t know how to act. I’m scared I’ve upset him by whimpering out.
“You were fretting. Is your back hurting you?”
Why is he being nice? It’s odd and comforting at the same time. He walks over to the bed and sits down to the right of me. He reaches into the bedside table. My body tenses at his actions. Is he about to tie me up? I tear up, scared.
“I won’t be bad, I promise.” I scramble to sit up and Kronos looks at me with concern. He places a hand on my shoulder.
“Calm down, now,” he demands.
I freeze. No. Oh no. No. I can feel the panic.
“I’m getting a jar of cream, little rabbit. That’s all. Shh. It’s going to be all right.” He strokes my hair as he pushes me with a firm but gentle hand back to a lying position.
“That’s it, turn over on your stomach, little rabbit.”
I shake with fear that this is a trap. I turn over as he commands. My face burrows into the pillows as I say a little prayer that it really is cream and not a trap.
“Shh…That’s it, sweet rabbit. I’m going to make it better.”
His movements are slow and methodical as he spreads the cream over my back. I gasp as his fingers run over the wounds.
“This will heal the wounds and keep you from pain. If you continue to be a good girl, you’ll never feel this kind of pain again.”
I’m quick to be his good girl. To oblige his whims and wants. “I’ll be good. I promise. I don’t want you three angry at me anymore.”
He chuckles. “Oh, little rabbit. You may not want to believe this, but you enjoy everything we do to you. Your little body lets us know exactly how you like it.”
I quiver as he puts the lid back on the jar. I lay there, uncertain as to what to say. My back is calmer now. There’s no pain, just a bit of tingling.
“We are going to wait for you in the kitchen. Get up and put some clothes on.” With that, he leaves me.
For some reason, I don’t think it would be a good idea to keep them waiting. I don’t want them to be angry with me. No, I want them to be happy; I want to make them smile.
Why?
All I can thinkabout is Charlotte. I should deal with these damn bombings of our warehouses and safe houses. Instead, I’m sitting in the kitchen wondering how to make Charlotte happy. All three of us came to an agreement. We will treat her differently if she remains a good girl. She’s gave into us and hasn’t tried to get one thing out of us. In fact, her entire attitude has changed. I’m glad because, if I’m being honest, seeing her with our last name on her back is a damn turn on. But I never want to see or punish her like this again.
