“Fuck,” I hiss as the metal pushes further into my tight ass, widening the narrow opening. “It’s too big.”
“If my boys can do it, so can you,” she says.
“This is the kind of punishment I’m talking about,” Xavier mumbles behind her, flicking his knives up and down like this is all some amusing game to him.
“Fuck you,” I roar at him.
She covers my mouth with her hand so no one can hear my grumbles but her.
“You’ve got other things to focus on, Detective Foley. Like the gun I’m inserting into you while you writhe with unmet pleasure.”
Orion attempts to get off the floor after he’s done panting, but she puts her foot on his balls. “Stay. I want you to fucking watch from down there and catch the droplets with your mouth once I make this fucker come.”
She smiles and looks down at my dripping tip, then taps it with her sharp nails until I’m practically dancing on my feet.
I jerk at the chains around my wrists, but they’re too tight for me to even move my arms an inch.
“Don’t fight it,” she murmurs. “Accept it. Loosen up a little. Haven’t you ever been fucked properly before, Detective Foley?”
“Fuck no—”
“Such a shame. A man’s butt has all his nerve endings bundled into one particular spot inside their most precious exit, and they all think they’re too masculine to accept a woman fucking them right. There.”
An intense pressure hits me from deep within, the cold metal thrusting up against a spot that makes all the hair follicles on my body stand at once, and an ungodly moan escapes my throat.
My toes scrunch up, all my muscles flexing, and I quiver as a spasm of uncontrollable orgasmic waves takes over.
Holy shit.
My cum shoots out in ropes entirely on its own, without so much as enjoying a single touch, while she thrusts the gun into my ass again and again, coaxing at that same spot like she enjoys watching me lose myself.
“Men were made to be fucked too. You just don’t realize it,” she muses.
I just came all over a man’s face.
What the fuck?!
“Fuck yes,” Orion says, lapping it all up while she’s still playing with me.
I’m gasping for air as the second overwhelming volley of cum shoots out. My arms jerk at the chains. I’m desperate to touch myself to stop this undying need for more.
“F-f-fuck …”
She leans in and whispers into my ear, “I told you I’d make you want it. See how good it can be if you just let all your morals go?”
After the third thrust, she pulls the gun out again, and I’m left feeling absolutely run over.
Exhaustion takes the best of me, and my knees slowly cave in on me, while my cock is still hard, still desperate for more.
What is this debauchery? What kind of an animal has she turned me into?
“He doesn’t know how lucky he is,” Orion muses as he gets up off the floor.
But I can’t focus on any of the words they’re saying.
My ears are ringing.
My body quakes with a toxic mix of both rage and excitement.
