Page 25 of Breaking Lucia


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I swallow a sarcastic response and get up on my knees so I can reach his belt and fly. I’ve done this so many times before, with plenty of men, yet this time it feels strangely degrading. Maybe because I can hear Angelo and Saint in the background, zipping up and whispering something to each other. Or maybe it’s Victor himself, no hint of desire on his face. At least his cock is hard when I pull it out—and it isn’t anywhere near as large as Angelo’s, thank god. I don’t know what I would have done if he were that long and thick. I’m decently good at blowjobs, but I do still have a gag reflex.

“Do you want a condom?” I ask before I can think better of it. “You don’t know where my mouth has been, after all.”

Victor sighs loudly, then reaches down to push his fingers against my cheeks, forcing my mouth open. One finger slips into my mouth and pushes down on my tongue.

“Don’t be stupid, Lucia.” Victor rubs his finger slowly all over the inside of my mouth: my tongue, my gums, the knuckle even scraping my palate.

It’s just a finger. Just a single finger inside my mouth, yet I feel more violated than when Saint and Angelo were fucking my cunt.

My eyes are starting to itch. I refuse to cry though, especially over one finger and a few harsh words.

It’s still a relief when Victor lets go and pulls his finger out. It’s short-lived, because he grabs my hair and pushes my face against his cock. The next breath I take fills me with his scent.

“Do I need to tell you how to do this?” Victor asks condescendingly.

“Yes. Why don’t you explain, with all of your experience in sucking cock?” I shoot back, unable to keep the words from escaping me.

I hear someone snicker behind me—Angelo, I think—but Victor doesn’t seem to appreciate my wit.

“Hands behind your back.” Victor grips my hair tighter and rubs the head of his cock over my lips before I even have time to obey his order. I open my mouth only to keep his cock from leaking over my face.

I wonder if he’ll even notice where my hands are, once I really get to work. They’ve been accusing me of being a slut all evening. Well, I’ve had plenty of practice at sucking a man’s brain out through his cock. There’s a kind of power there, rendering a man helpless just with my mouth.

Unfortunately, Victor’s hold on my hair doesn’t let up, and he pulls and pushes me in turn, guiding me along his uncircumcised cock. He doesn’t want a blowjob. He just wants to fuck my face. I struggle to breathe, and even holding my balance is difficult with my arms behind me.

On one particularly brutal thrust, I automatically bring my hand to his thigh to brace myself. Victor’s movements stop, and he makes a disappointed sound. I look up, swallowing around his cock, and notice him sneering.

“Saint, come hold her arms in place. She’s not good at following orders.”

I hear Saint’s footsteps before he gets into place behind me. He buries his face against my neck and breathes in deeply, grabbing both my arms and pulling them back with one hand. With the other, he reaches around and plays with my breast.

I’m more startled than anything, and I twist slightly as though it’s going to get me anywhere. All that happens is that Victor curls his fingers more tightly in my hair, and Saint pulls me roughly against his chest. Though I’m nude, he’s dressed again, which only makes me feel more helpless. I bet Angelo’s gotten dressed, too, leaving me the only truly vulnerable one in the room.

Saint teases my nipples, lightly brushing his fingers across them before pinching hard. I cry out around Victor’s cock, and Victor only moans.

“Keep doing that,” Victor directs him, like a puppet master might. “It feels good when she moans around me.” He starts thrusting again, in and out, little by little.

Saint kisses my neck, even as his fingers tighten around my wrists. I’ll probably bruise, but that’s likely what he’s after anyway. He doesn’t stop playing with my nipples for a long moment before his hand finally slides down.

My heart skips a beat as I realize he’s going for my cunt. Is he just going to tease me to madness, or am I going to get that orgasm I was so abruptly denied just minutes before?

I whimper, and Saint’s fingers find my clit. He rubs his thumb slowly along it, taking his time, and I’m a mess of gasps and whimpers as I lose myself to his hand. He thrusts two fingers into me, making me buck, and I end up with Victor’s cock in my throat. It’s all I can do not to let my teeth brush it, because all I’m thinking about now is my pleasure.

Victor’s other hand comes up to my mouth and starts rubbing my jaw. I didn’t even notice the drool slipping out, but he makes sure to smear it all over my chin. “You look better like this,” Victor says. “No longer pretending to be something you’re not.”

Fuck you, I think, and it’s probably a good thing I can’t talk around his cock. The temptation to bite is strong, but I don’t want to even think of what he’d do to me then.

I know the words are meant to hurt me, to break me down, and they might have if Saint hadn’t started slowly thrusting his fingers inside of me, taking care to brush my clit on every downstroke. He doesn’t have the same skill Angelo does—either that, or he’s just edging me on purpose—and I focus on that instead.

Let Victor use my mouth and try to degrade me. It won’t be the first time someone has tried. The three of them are determined to break me down, but they’ll see that it’s not that easy…

Then again, it’s hard to argue I’m doing a wonderful job resisting them right now when I’m thrusting my hips against Saint’s fingers.

I feel Victor’s hand tighten again, and his pace picks up. He’s close. I get ready to swallow. But he suddenly pulls out, leaving me staring up at him with a dazed expression, my mouth parted.

As scattered as my mind is, it takes me too long to realize what he’s doing. He pumps his cock a few more times. Then I’ve got a hot splash of cum all over my face, dripping down my eyelids and into my mouth.

“Nice,” Saint murmurs. “I shoulda done that too.” His fingers aren’t letting up at all, and I’m torn between the pleasure and complete humiliation as I try to blink my eyes open.

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