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Xane watches me, matching his breathing to my own—even and tempered. He’s coiled like a cat, ready to pounce at the first sign of my readiness.
Derek takes a slow sip of his wine as he looks at me with anticipation. His fingers run down the stem of his wine glass, and I imagine them running down my spine in the same way.
“Not here,” Killian commands from behind me. “We’ll go to the next room, Angel. We’ll show you what you’re getting out of this.”
The others nod and stand. Killian sweeps me off my feet, literally. I suddenly find myself wrapped in his strong arms, whisked away like the Princess Derek calls me.
Spencer opens the door for us. The hallway is empty. The servants and attendants have gone for the night.
We’re alone. I’m alone with my men.
Derek opens the next door, leading the five of us into a large room lined with toys and restraints.
“Welcome to our playroom, Princess. This is where we make your skin sing and your cunt drip,” Derek announces with a joyful but mischievous tone in his voice.
Killian sets me down just inside the doorway. The others file in behind me and find seats on the various couches around the room. Killian kisses my forehead gently before sitting on another couch.
“Take off the dress, Gem. Slowly,” Xane commands.
I reach behind me and unzip the short zipper across my ass. I turn in a circle as I slide the shoulders of the gown down my arms. The soft white fabric falls faster than I thought it would, fluttering to the ground, leaving me completely bare.
Naked but for the silver collar around my throat, I turn to face them.
They want me. Four pairs of eyes are completely devouring every inch of my naked form.
“On your knees,” Killian barks.
I obey, falling to my knees without even thinking.
“Crawl over here and undress me,” he continues.
I crawl on my hands and knees across the thick carpet to where Killian is sitting on his couch. I look up at him, his blue eyes aflame with desire as I sit up on my heels and undo his tie.
With careful fingers, I unbutton his tux shirt and drag the fabric from his toned shoulders. I take my time, relishing the unveiling of the beautiful man in front of me.
When he’s naked as I am, Xane calls me over.
“Now me, Gem. You’ll learn to serve four masters.”
As I crawl towards him, Killian smacks my ass hard. I jump a little but try not to react. I know if I do, Killian will take it as defiance and ‘punish’ me.
I don’t want that…yet.
I undress Xane the same as Killian, running my fingers along his chiseled abs as I unbutton his shirt. He cups my face with his hands then points me to Derek.
I crawl towards my delightful Englishman and start with his pants first. I catch his zipper with my teeth and pull down; Derek chuckles but doesn’t touch me. On my knees I rotate my hips.
Just undressing them has my pussy flooding. I can feel drops of my juices running down my thighs.
“My turn, Sweets,” Spencer calls from his spot.
He’s fully lounging, unlike the others. I have to climb up onto the couch to reach him. As I straddle him and unbutton his tux shirt, I can feel his cock harden through his pants.
I grind my dripping pussy down on his throbbing crotch before sliding the zipper down.
I pull his pants away from his tanned legs with my teeth.
“Nice trick, Sweets,” Spencer says once he’s stripped.
The four of them stand.
“Over here,” Killian calls, pointing to an open spot in the middle of the room. I step off the couch and start to walk towards it, but Spencer catches me by the waist and turns me to face him.
“In this room, you’re on your knees unless told otherwise. Here, you bow, so outside we can lift you up,” he commands.
That’s…incredibly poetic.
There’s steel in my surfer dude. He sharply smacks my ass, and I fall to my knees in front of him. Without further instruction, I kiss the top of his foot and look up to see him smiling down at me.
He points over to Killian, still standing by the spot they want me.
I crawl again. When I reach Killian standing in the middle of the room, I bend down and kiss the top of his foot; Derek and Xane join us, and I do the same for them.
“Good girl,” whispers Derek.
“Two errors in just the first few minutes. Your little attempts to make up for them won’t save you from the spanking you deserve, Angel,” Killian says. “Xane, why don’t you secure her hands?”
Xane has a length of silk rope in his hands. He loops the rope around my upper arms, ties a knot, then loops it again. He does this down to my wrists then secures the end with a looping knot.
