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“Sounds like we’re forcing you, then,” Lucas said. He gave the belt a tug, keeping my head up as Manson unbuttoned his jeans. He took his time, unhurried. He was too calm, too perfectly in control of this situation, while I was swiftly losing any semblance of calm.
Vincent’s spanking forced a cry from my mouth, and I stomped my feet, puffing desperately.
“That fucking hurts!” I choked out the words, which trembled like I was on the verge of tears. God, crying would feel good. It was so hard to hold back. As much as the spanking itself hurt, trying to force myself to be calm and brave hurt too. I was gripped by the constant sense of fighting a losing battle, backsliding into complete debasement with nothing I could do to stop it.
“Aww, it hurts?” Vincent clawed his nails down my ass again as Lucas tightened the belt, holding me in place. “Funny, because it looks to me like you’ve got a wet spot on your panties, Jess. I can’t imagine it hurtsthatbad.”
I snapped my legs together, but it was too late. They’d already seen it and shame wrapped around me, searing over my face. It was hardly a secret that pain turned me on; they already knew that. But it didn’t make having my reaction pointed out any easier.
Manson pulled down his briefs and his cock sprang free, bouncing in front of my face. Fuck, even in one of the worst positions of my life, he looked so damn good. His head was swollen, his shaft lined with blue veins that were tight against his pale skin.
He leaned down, and for a brief moment, his voice softened. “Still want the consequences, Jess?”
My stomach roiled, but I determinedly nodded my head. “Yes.”
“Open up for him,” Lucas ordered roughly. I looked up, my eyes locking on to Manson’s as he straightened, but I wasn’t fast enough to obey. Lucas gripped my face and squeezed my jaw, forcing my mouth open. At the same time, Vincent smacked me again, and the cry that burst out of me was shockingly loud as it echoed around the garage.
“That’s what I want to hear,” Manson said. “I want to hear you try to scream like that with my cock down your throat.”
I’m sure I would. He would claim every scream, every cry,every tear he possibly could.
“You’d better give him what he fucking wants, girl, you hear me?” Lucas said. “I want to see tears.” I nodded, although it was difficult while being so restrained. Manson entered my mouth while Lucas held me still, sliding his shaft over my tongue. He nudged against the back of my throat, pressing until it was a struggle not to gag. Restrained bliss flickered over his face as I experimentally stroked my tongue over him.
“If you need to tap out, three knocks on the door,” he said. “Understood?”
None of them moved until I nodded. Then Manson thrust hard into my mouth, fucking my throat with a mercilessness that swiftly became overwhelming. Vincent gave me another sharp smack and Manson’s cock muffled my cry, choking me with every thrust.
“This is what happens to bad girls,” he said, his breath quickening as I tried to use my tongue in unison with his thrusts. If I could make him feel good, then maybe…
Maybe I’d still get exactly the punishment I deserved.
“Choke on it,” Lucas said, and a slight jerk on the belt guaranteed I did. The tears in my eyes overflowed, streaming down my cheeks. Any semblance of composure was completely destroyed.
Manson gasped, lip curling with pleasure as my throat squeezed around him. Vincent and Lucas switched places, and Vincent gripped the belt around my neck. He crouched down, catching a tear as it rolled down my cheek, and licked it from his fingertip.
“Poor little Jess,” he said. “Makes your pussy wet, doesn’t it?”
Manson buried himself deep in my throat, his breath hitching. God, he tasted good. Sweat and skin, with an intoxicating natural musk as my nose was buried in the dark hair around the base of his shaft. Lucas’s big calloused hands gripped my ass,squeezing me roughly. Behind me, Jason said, “Fuck, she turns so red, doesn’t she?”
“And she’s fucking dripping,” Lucas said. He kicked my feet wider apart, throwing me off balance as my toes stretched to remain on the ground. My panties were tugged to the side, the cool air kissing over my skin. “Get your face in there, J. Let’s see her shake.”
My surprised cry vibrated around Manson’s cock as a tongue slid over me, swirling over my clit and dipping into my pussy. Lucas spanked me at the same time, his palm landing in a shockingly heavy smack. My ass was burning, my endurance cracking with every additional spank. But Jason’s tongue focused in on my clit, lapping until the muscles in my thighs were twitching, and I groaned. Manson’s cock jerked in my mouth, his pre-cum salty and slightly bitter on my tongue.
“You like how that cock tastes?” Vincent said, his green eyes bright and his voice low. “Jason is on his knees between your legs with his face buried in your pussy. It’s too bad you won’t get to come.”
“Oh God, no.” The words tried to come out, but they were garbled around Manson’s thick cock.
“Fuck…” Manson cursed, jaw clenched. He thrust harder, faster. I knew he was going to come as I lapped my tongue over him, eager to show him I was sorry.
But he gripped my hair and pulled out of my mouth. I was left gasping, then desperately yelping as Lucas spanked me and Jason’s lips closed over my clit, sucking until I saw sparks. Manson’s cock was right in front of my face, but I couldn’t reach it, pre-cum dripping slowly from his slit as he stroked himself.
“Lucas.” He snapped the man’s name from between clenched teeth. Lucas left me with one last burning swat and knelt before Manson, right in front of me. He took Manson’s cock in his hand, unbridled hunger on his face as he looked at the man standingover him and ran his tongue over his lips.
Lucas opened his mouth, taking Manson all the way into his throat. Manson exhaled sharply, lifting his arms and clasping them behind his head. Vincent tugged on the belt around my throat, warning me, “Watch him. Maybe you can learn a thing or two about pleasing your masters.”
My clit felt as if it had its own heartbeat, pulsating under Jason’s tongue and heating as Lucas locked his eyes on me. The sight of his full lips stroking along Manson’s shaft was so unbearably erotic. Manson groaned, long and loud as his hard, shallow thrusts kept him deep in Lucas’s throat as he came.
But Lucas didn’t swallow. He turned to me and gripped my face again. Vincent pulled up on the belt and said, “Open up. Take it.”
