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“You can, and you will.” I harden my words and pinch her clit hard, “Make that pussy gush, come, now!” I order and watch as the pleasure encompasses her.
“Oh, god. Oh, god…” She starts to come then, her pussy clenching me so hard my eyes roll to the back of my head. I thrust harder and deeper and start to come too.
“Shit, shit… I’m coming,” Easton roars as he thrusts faster and faster.
I clench my jaw and let the pleasure slam into me, wave after wave crashes against me as I empty every drop of my release into her tight cunt.
Entirely spent, my cock softens, and I slip out of her, watching as a mixture of her release and my own drip out of her pussy.
“You belong to us, and if you didn’t believe it before, you better now. There is nothing you can do to escape us, nothing you can do to get away. You like what we do to you, you like that we use your body, and fuck you savagely, and that’s okay. We’re all a little fucked up, and that’s okay because the best people are a little bit broken.”
Easton pulls out of her gently, after emptying himself inside her ass, and my cock starts to harden all over again at the image of both of her holes dripping with sticky white come. E rolls her over onto her side and moves off the bed.
“Will you uncuff me now?” she questions, her eyes heavy. I look to Easton, and I can tell he wants to keep her like this, to teach her a lesson and as soft as I am for her, I know she needs this lesson. She needs to see that we’ve been treating her well, because maybe then she’ll appreciate us more.
“No, you’ll stay like this until we see fit,” Easton tells her. Her eyes widen in shock, and she looks up at me like she expects me to say something, but I just shake my head at her.
Both of us get dressed and walk out of the room, leaving her just like that, filled with our come, and consumed with pleasure.
An hour later, I walk into Easton’s room and find Stella asleep, still lying on her side. It’s been hard as fuck leaving her in here, but I’ve managed by keeping myself busy. As if she’s a lighthouse on a dark, deserted beach, I am drawn to her. Crawling up onto the bed, I sit beside her and trace my fingers over her delicate skin.
She called herself our doll, our slave, but we don’t just want her around for sex. We want her around for everything. We want to fuck her, yes, but we also enjoy controlling her, owning her in a way. She’s so much more than just some girl we screw, she’s definitely nothing like any other girl before her. Moving my hand down, I find our come dry against her skin.
Her pink pussy taunts me, and I move a finger between her folds, finding her little clit. I rub gentle circles against the nub until Stella starts to wake up. Then I move lower, pressing two fingers into her entrance. Tight like a glove, she squeezes my fingers as soon as I enter.
“Mmmm,” she mewls into the mattress.
“Mmmm, is right. Tell me who owns this pussy,” I order, pumping in and out of her.
“You,” she croaks, her voice sleepy and her eyes still closed. “You and Easton. Both of you.”
“Who gives you pleasure?” I move faster, taking note of her heavy breathing. She rolls over then and spreads her legs wide, giving me a perfect view.
“You,” she whimpers, opening her eyes, she begs me for a release with them. Curling my fingers upward, I rub against her g-spot and watch as she erupts, and pleasure blooms in her features. As she floats down, I remove my fingers and gently stroke her folds.
“Are you going to let me go now?” she whispers.
I shake my head, “No. You accused us of treating you like a slave, so we’re going to show you what that really feels like. From today forward, you’re going to be our good little sex doll, and let us use you because that’s all you think you are to us.”
Her eyes water and I can tell she’s fighting back tears, “That’s not what I meant, and you both know it. I’m just tired of being treated like I’m nothing to both of you. I want to be…” she pauses, probably trying to find the right words. “I don’t know, I just don’t want to be treated like a child. I want to be your equals.” My jaw hardens, and I stare at her for a long second. I understand what she’s saying, but I don’t know how to handle it.
