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“Oh, holy fuck. New kink unlocked,” he groans as he roughly tugs on his leaking cock. “Jesus, Little Flower, that was so fucking sexy. When you’re not gagged anymore, I’m gonna need some more of that.”
My eyes fly to what he’s holding as understanding comes over me. Before I can say anything, my panties are being shoved into my mouth and tape applied, keeping them firmly in place. I let out a squeak at the intrusion and quickly remind myself that I’m fine and that I can still breathe through my nose.
“We’re going to blindfold you also, Flower. Nod if that’s okay,” Rook says as he leans back and picks up a few more items.
Jesus, we’re going all in. I’m nervous as fuck to be so vulnerable. They could literally do anything to me. They could murder me for fuck’s sake. My body starts to shake as the nerves kick in.
Sensing my impending panic attack, Rook begins to stroke my cheek soothingly. He looks back at his friends who step forward and both place a hand on my body, caressing my skin.
“Were not going to hurt you, kitten. You are safe. If you don’t want the blindfold, it’s okay. But we’re going to do some sensory play and the loss of vision only heightens it. It will still feel good without the blindfold,” Mario says is a calm, sweet voice that’s so unlike his personality.
Fuck, am I cool with it? My gut says no, that it’s too much. I’m not used to being vulnerable and giving up control. I fought tooth and nail to become my own person, to take care of myself when I moved from my parents’ house. And then, once again when I left Elliot. I’m so used to calling the shots and relying on no one that this is all very out of the norm for me.
But maybe that’s why I like it so much. I’m putting my trust and my pleasure in their capable hands and they deliver, again and again. Fuck it. I’m all in. Its a once and a lifetime opportunity.
I nod.
“Nod yes if you want the blindfold,” Zander commands. I nod again.
“Good girl, princess,” he praises. “But before we start, new rule. Since you can’t see or speak and you won’t be able to tap out because of the bindings, this is your new full stop. You need to hold on to these the entire time. You drop them, and everything stops. You understand?”
He hands Rook the red panties and he quickly tucks them into my hand. I fist them and nod again. I like that idea. They are all looking at me with varying looks of concern, as though they are second-guessing themselves or me. I don’t like that. I wish I could smile or say something reassuring. Instead, I let out a moan, showing them my desperation for them. Rook chuckles and before I know what’s happening, everything goes dark.
The silk sleep mask blocks out just about everything. If I look hard enough, I can see the vague shape of their bodies from the gap at the bottom of the mask. It brings me comfort knowing that I’m not fully blind.
I hear shuffling and quiet murmuring but no other sign as to what’s going to happen next. My pussy is clenching on nothing repeatedly and my clit is throbbing in time with my heartbeat. I don’t think I have ever been so needy and desperate to be touched in my life. I need them like I’ve never needed anything before. I need whatever they are willing to give me.
At this moment, I really, truly feel like the wanton, cock hungry whore that they call me.
I force myself to relax, breathing deep and slow. My body goes lax on the bed and I close my eyes, sinking into everything around me. The calmer I become, the more I’m able to pick up on all of my other senses. My breathing suddenly sounds loud in the almost silent room as each exhale bounces off of the material in my mouth.
The nylon stockings are tight on my limbs but when I test the bindings, they have some give and aren’t painful whatsoever. The sticky tape on my face is tight and pulls on my skin when I try to move my face but it doesn’t hurt. The panties in my mouth aren’t exactly pleasant. The mixture of flavors and the somewhat crispy texture of dried cum make me feel filthy, used.
I love it.
I smile around my makeshift gag.
My body feels alive in a whole new way. Every cell, every molecule, every hair is tingling with excited anticipation. It feels like I’m in that scene at the end of Twilight Breaking Dawn when Bella was waking up after dying, only to become a whole ass vampire. My skin is covered in goosebumps and my muscles are twitching involuntarily.
I hear a recognizable noise that makes me inhale deeply. The barely noticeable sound of a lighter being flicked is so much louder with all of my body honed in on the noise.
I feel the bed dip on both ends by my feet only seconds before hands slide across my achingly sensitive flesh. Light strokes glide over every part of my body except the places that need attention the most. I can tell there are 6 hands on me. My hyperaware state allows me to identify each one as they ghost over me. The feelings range from soft tickles to massaging strokes.
My feet, legs, torso, arms, face. They purposely leave out my tits and swollen, needy pussy. It goes on and on until I feel like I’m going insane. They are silent except for the sound of skin on skin. Indistinguishable noises are flying out of my muted mouth as I beg for them to do more.
Suddenly, they pull away. No sooner am I left feeling bereft, than do I feel the exquisite burning liquid being dripped down my chest. I scream into the gag and my back flies off the bed the best it can. It’s hot, really hot and it hurts but almost immediately the hurt turns into searing desire. I realize then that it’s candle wax.
Holy shit. There is something so sensual about that.
They continue to drizzle it down my body. My breasts, torso, hips, and finally, my mound. Each drip is more and more intoxicating and sensitive. My eyes are watering as my head writhes back and forth on the pillow. Whoever is dripping the wax is relentless. Small drops, large drops, trickles, downright pours. I have no idea how many candles they have going but it’s putting my body into a catatonic state.
I fucking need them.
I scream and cry into the gag but I never release the red panties. I don’t want them to stop. I want more.
The hands and wax are quickly replaced by hot wet mouths. Three fucking mouths are on my body at once. Someone’s mouth is on my pussy at the same moment the other two descend upon my tits. Both of my nipples are sucked into two willing, scorching hot mouths. One breast receives slow, sensual kisses and gentle suction. The other is all teeth and rough groping.
The difference between the two is almost too much combined with the large tongue continually lapping at my oversensitive cunt. After not being touched where I needed them for so long, I’m on the verge of cumming, and it’s only been seconds.
