AllFreeNovel
Share Us
And that was just the beginning.
When he and Sloan involved Archie a couple minutes later, I checked out mentally and accepted my fate as their fuck doll. Greer alternated between tongue-fucking me passionately and striking me with the TV remote, which he then replaced with his belt. By then, my skin was warmed up and loving every hard smack.
At the same time, Sloan kept a firm grip on the back of my head and moved me over his cock. I sucked him long and hard and tried to register everything going on around me. It was a sex dream come true, hearing Reese beat Shay, glimpsing River watching his partners while lazily sipping whiskey and stroking his cock, feeling Master Greer’s sadism on my ass, and sensing Sloan and Archie in front of me. I heard how they made out, I heard how Daddy’s touches drove Archie mad with lust, and I heard him suck Archie’s cock into his mouth.
I traced the vein along the underside of Daddy’s cock with my tongue, and I hollowed out my cheeks over and over. I loved feeling his thighs tremble and his grip on my hair tightening, shooting sparks of pain through my scalp.
“I lost count,” Reese said, breathing heavily. “I have to start over.”
“One hundred and seventeen!” Shay groaned.
“That don’t sound right,” River murmured.
Fucking Sadists.
“Always better to start over.” Greer was in agreement with them…right before he belted my ass so hard that I flew higher up on the couch and lost my mouthful of Daddy.
“Fuck!” I gasped hoarsely. Okay, that was pain. Not the brand that heightened my pleasure but the one that would eventually make me bawl like a baby.
Ow.
“There we go. Time to open the toy bag.” Greer blew out a breath and ordered Archie to “make me feel good” for a bit.
Almost as if Archie had been waiting impatiently, he acted so swiftly and pushed me up and knocked me over. And the second my back hit the seat cushions, he was on me. He kissed me hungrily and deeply, and I groaned breathlessly into the messy kiss.
“Be a good boy for my Owner,” he murmured huskily. “Worship him the way I do.”
I couldn’t fucking speak.
I nodded and kissed him again, needing more, so much more, and I hoped a silent promise would do.
I will.
Archie jerked forward with a grunt, and that was all I needed to feel to understand that Daddy had kneeled behind him and started fucking him. But I heard it too. I felt every tremor that followed each thrust.
“Harder, Sir,” Archie pleaded.
I cupped his cheeks and wiggled my cock against his. “You love it when Daddy fucks you, don’t you?”
“God, so much,” he exhaled.
Daddy gritted a curse and leaned over Archie, trapping him tightly between us, until he could reach my lips with his. And he kissed me softly, sweetly, and so seductively, all while he fucked Archie in quick strokes.
“You’re both my amazing boys, and I can’t fucking get enough of you.” Daddy gave me one more kiss, then hauled Archie back and ordered him to fuck himself on his cock.
And I got to watch. I got to watch Archie lose himself in the pleasure of riding Daddy’s cock.
Fuck me, they were so hot.
I stroked myself quickly, seeing Greer return from wherever the heck he’d been; he was holding a duffel bag. It had to be the infamous toy bag.
Before he commanded my attention again, I soaked up the sight of Sloan and Archie. How one leaned back and the other leaned forward as they met in a kiss. How Archie moaned so pleadingly, how Daddy stroked Archie’s cock so teasingly. How their hands roamed and the sounds they made.
“Make room, my li’l baby whore.” Greer nodded for me to sit up.
I did so instantly and wondered if I could get that on a T-shirt. Master Greer’s Li’l Baby Whore.
“The baby whore wants to worship you, Dominus,” I said, getting up on my knees.
The look in his eyes darkened, and his jaw ticked underneath his sexy beard, so I made a mental note to always listen to Archie.
After grabbing what he wanted from the bag, which was something black, something fabric, something that fit inside his closed fist, he sat down on the couch and unzipped his jeans.
“Here’s your chance to both worship me and suffer for me.” He pushed down his jeans, boxer briefs included, causing his hard cock to slap against his lower abs. Holy fuck, my mouth watered.
I was so focused on staring at his big cock that it took me a moment to see what he’d placed on his muscular thighs.
Oh no.
Vampire gloves.
Something told me he wasn’t going to wear them. He was going to leave them there on his thighs, with their sharp rubber spikes pointing upward.
A loud moan tore my focus from Greer to Reese and Shay, who’d been joined by River now. The twins were spit-roasting their boy. Jebus, that was hot. But I couldn’t help but look back to Greer.
