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The fuse has been lit, and it takes only a heartbeat for an explosion to take place inside my head; fireworks go off behind my eyelids, and all rationality turns into dust as the shock wave of pleasure hits my mind.

"Oh, God, this is…" I start, my voice quivering, but I don’t know how to finish my sentence. There are no adequate verbs to describe the raging ecstasy that has spread its wings inside of me. Unable to see and to move, all that I can do is surrender to pleasure. And, God, it never felt so good to surrender.

"This was just the appetizer," Liam whispers, and then presses his lips against mine. I feel them both moving over the mattress, and the loud pounding of my heart drowns all sound around me. One of them—I can’t tell who—places his hands on my knees and spreads my legs wide, positioning himself there. I pant, straining against my soft chains.

"I want it…" I moan, my pussy aching for their cocks. "Fuck me… Just fuck me already," I plead. Arching my back, I let out a loud sigh as I feel the tip of his cock—either Liam’s or Carter’s—against my folds. His hands are on my thighs, and with just one thrust, he slides all the way in. I open my mouth to moan, but all I manage to utter is a small croak of pleasure.

As the man between my thighs starts to thrust, his movements keeping a steady growing rhythm, I feel the other one next to my upper body. Anticipating what’s about to happen, I open my mouth wide open, and just like that, a thick cock pushes its way past my lips and lodges itself against the back of my throat. Both men’s cock inside of me, their movements somehow match one another; their rhythm keeps growing and growing, and it doesn’t take long for them to be fucking my mouth and pussy as if tomorrow would never come.

I cross my legs behind the back of the man between my thighs, and he immediately reacts by placing his hands under my knees. Pushing my legs up, he places them over his shoulders and leans forward. As my body bends, his cock goes deeper inside of me; I want to moan and scream, but with a thick cock filling my mouth that’s just impossible to do. As if he could know what was going through my head, he takes his cock out of my mouth, and I cry out loud, the muscles in my neck straining from the effort.

"Oh, fuck…" I gasp, the cock inside of my pussy filling me up completely and pressing against a sweet spot deep inside of me.

"Are you ready for our surprise?" Carter says, and I realize he was the one fucking my mouth; Liam must be the one between my legs then.

"Yes… Oh, God, yes," I pant, more than ready for whatever it is they have in mind. Without saying a word, Carter runs his hands through my hair and starts undoing the tie’s knot. When it comes loose, the fabric droops over my eyes and then he just pulls it out.

I blink, my eyes trying to adjust to the light of the room. For a few seconds, confusion fills my mind. There’s something happening with the ceiling. I blink again, trying to realize if it’s a TV there, and then I finally understand what they’ve done. They have installed a huge mirror there, one larger than the bed we’re in. My lips curl into a wild grin as I look at our reflection; my legs are over Carter’s shoulders, and his ass is flexing with each thrust of his. I can’t stop staring at the way the muscles in his back move, his body a monument to engineering.

"Fucking great, isn’t it?" Liam asks, looking into my eyes as he reaches for my right breast and squeezes it.

"Oh, fuck, yes…" I say with a trembling voice, the words coming out of me one at a time, matching the rhythm of Carter’s thrusts. "It’s… amazing." I smile at Liam, and then I look at the mirror again, my eyes drawn to the flat surface in the ceiling. To see myself being ravaged by Carter, it’s almost as if I were watching it happen to someone else… Except, of course, I feel all of it at the same time.

"Harder," I urge Carter, eager to see his body moving, his muscles moving in unison as he thrusts faster. Obliging, he takes my legs out of his shoulders and, kneeling between my thighs, starts ramming his cock at me almost too violently. In the mirror, I see his ass flexing as he thrusts, the muscles in his arms bulging as he supports himself on the mattress. I have a feeling that this is going to be my new favorite room in the apartment.

"Seems like someone is enjoying the fucking show," Liam says, kneeling next to me. I glance at him, his hard shaft casting a shadow over my face, and run my tongue over my lips. My mouth is waiting for you, I tell him without using words; a look is all that he needs. Grinning, he grabs his cock and brushes its glans against my lips, rubbing it from side to side. Moving fast, I crane my neck and part my lips at the same time, his shaft sliding easily inside of my mouth.

As he starts to ravage my mouth, I turn my attention to the ceiling once again. There, I see our reflections locked in a frenzy of lust; Liam has both his hands on my head, guiding the movement of my mouth, while Carter keeps on pounding me mercilessly. To see it happening from all angles… God, why didn’t I think of a mirror before? It almost makes me want to cover this bedroom with mirrors—ceiling, walls, everything… To see their naked bodies ravaging me everywhere I turn, now that’d be something.

Still seeing everything unfold through the mirror, I see Liam reaching for the bedposts, his fingers tugging at the knots that keep me tied up. My body reacts by itself, and I use my arms to push against the ties they’ve used to keep me in place. As I feel one knot loosening up, I tug harshly with one arm and it comes free at once; immediately, I use my hand to grab at Liam’s ass, my fingers curling on his firm ass cheeks as I feel the sway of his hips. When he frees my second arm, it’s almost like the devil has taken over me. Still with the ties hanging around my wrist, I grab Liam’s ass and urge him to go faster, my mouth open wide as his cock flies in and out of me.

I almost decide to suck him until he has no other choice but come in my mouth, but I give up on it quickly; Carter’s rhythm is growing with a fury, and I can’t focus on anything but it. Each thrust of his charges my body with an electric current that begs to be set free, and that’s exactly what happens. One violent thrust and an electric thunderstorm takes over both my mind and body—as if someone had ran a nail through my brain, all my limbs start to flail, my trembling fingers tugging at the sheets as I squirm in place.

Even though I’m coming hard, Carter doesn’t stop thrusting. Each time his cock goes deep inside of me, it’s as if pleasure surges through me again, my orgasm a never ending cycle of ecstasy. Never coming down, I keep screaming like a banshee, my throat already hurting from the effort.

Feeling my orgasm subsiding, Carter slides his cock out of me and I simply collapse on top of the mattress, my limbs sprawled as my lungs struggle to get the air in. Feeling the last whispers of pleasure under my skin and the pounding of my heart against my eardrums, the flames of hell start burning high inside of me. I look up at the ceiling, my own reflection staring back at me. I grin, and the naked Vivian in the ceiling mirror returns the grin, almost as if it were telling me to let go... To go all out. Sitting up on the bed, I look from Liam to Carter, sin and depravity burning inside of me. That’s me, the Queen of Hell and Sin, and I’m about to show them who they’re dealing with.

Turning around, I go on all fours, my ass turned to Liam. I sway my hips from side to side as an invitation, and then I feel his fingers hooking themselves on my waist.

"Show me what you’ve got, Liam," I purr, thrusting back at him. I feel the tip of his cock pressed against my drenched folds, and that urges me to keep going. "As hard as you can. Don’t hold back; fuck me like the slut I am. Your little slut." The words come out of me as if they were the most natural thing for me to say. I don’t need to say more; Liam bucks his hips at me and sheaths his cock up to the hilt, a loud scream exploding on my lips.

Raising my head, I lock eyes with Carter then. "What are you waiting for? My tight mouth is waiting for you," I tell him, parting my lips as he goes on his knees. Supporting myself with only one arm, I reach for his cock and dive in, taking all of his inches inside my mouth. Liam is the one setting the pace; as he thrusts, I go forward, Carter’s shaft slides down my thong and almost makes me choke. Like a pendulum, I swing back and forth, my body ravaged by their massive cocks.

My heart feeling as heavy as a stone, I pull back from Carter’s cock and look him in the eye, the need to have both cocks inside of me becoming almost too overwhelming. Moving like a tiger in heat, I let my body fall forward, Liam’s cock popping out of my pussy. Without a second’s pause, I lunge at Carter, pushing him down on the mattress with both my hands on his chest. He goes down willingly, and in a heartbeat I’m on top of him, grabbing his cock and angling it straight up at my pussy.

"That’s right," I tell him, grinning as if I was completely mad, which I am. "I’m calling the shots right now. My rules now." With that, I ease myself down on his thickness, his pulsing shaft straining against my inner walls as it goes in. Carter rests his hands on my shoulders, the strong muscles in his arms bulging as he pushes me down, thrusting with all his strength. My mind stabbed by pleasure, I let out a wild cry of pleasure as Carter thrusts, his cock pounding my pussy as if his intention was to leave me completely demolished. Sounds just fine, but I still want more.

I lean forward, digging my fingernails into the strong chiseled muscles in his chest and I bare my ass to Liam. Looking over my shoulder back at him, I grin, flames dancing in my eyes. What are you waiting for? My eyes ask him, and he gets the hint almost at once. He kneels behind me and between Carter’s legs, his long fingers settling on my waist. With one hand, he grabs his cock and pushes it between my ass cheeks and against my gaping hole.

"Fuck my ass. As hard as you can," I tell him, the tone of my voice a commanding one. If I were a Queen, he wouldn’t take my command any more seriously; thrust

ing as hard as he can, no mercy to the movement of his hips, he impales me on his cock. I can barely think straight right now; fuck, it’s a surprise I’m still alive right now. Maybe I’ve died, and this is Heaven. But no… Heaven has nothing on this. Nothing beats having Carter and Liam ravaging my pussy and ass at the same time.

Raising my head, I open my eyes and look at the wall in front of the bed, the last sliver of rationality inside of me allowing me one last thought: I must definitely get some mirrors up on the walls as well. The ceiling isn’t enough: if I had a mirror in front of me, I could look Liam in the eyes as he destroys my ass with the constant pounding of his cock.

"You’re a fucking wicked one," Liam says, his fingers digging into my hips. "And I fucking love it," he continues, slapping my ass cheeks with his thighs. "You want more, don’t you?"

"More!" I simply cry out, my brain struggling to process what he’s telling me. The moment he hears me, he gives me three hard thrusts, stretching my ass wide open and making my insides clench in ecstasy. "MORE! MORE!" I scream out at the top of my lungs, and both men start to fuck me in such a way that I don’t even know if my body will be the same after this. Fuck, they’ll have to carry me out of the bed in a stretcher; I doubt I’ll be able to move once we’re done.

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