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My Little Saint runs her hands up my chest before leaning close to my ear, “If you're a good boy and can stay quiet, I'll fuck you right here.”
I jerk my head back and stare at her in disbelief, but my dick doesn't know any better as it begins to harden. I'm too mad and shake my head while pulling on my arms with no success. I have no problem fucking my Little Saint, but I want it to be onmyterms, which does not include any pleasure for her.
Her grin widens, “What's that, Fynn? You want me to fuck myself on your cock?” She taps her finger to her mouth, “You know, I'm very disappointed in you for not stopping Oakley from drugging me. I know you weren't on board with that part,butyou still went along with it. Lucky for you, I will reward you for notwantingto drug me.”
Fuck! How the hell do I stop her from doing what she's about to do? That's easy...I don't. I may be upset with my Little Saint, but I will still enjoy her using me, and then, I will punish the shit out of her once she finally frees me.
I thrust upwards, and she begins to dry hump me. She's wearing a mini skirt, and from what I can feel rubbing against me, no panties. I groan.
“Shh, you don't want to wake the others. Otherwise, I will stop, and you won't get to come.” She licks up the side of my face.
We are still all naked from before she left us. It was a good thing that we were under the protection of the cabana all day, or else our cocks would be burnt to a crisp. Catalina had planned this well, which means she found out pretty early on. These lounge chairs are bolted into the cement, so they don't blow away during tropical storms. She chose to tie us to them, so we couldn't tip and break them to free ourselves. Such a sly little bitch.
Saint sits up and spits on my cock before raising herself ever-so-slowly and impaling her cunt on my length. As she moves up and down on me, she closes her eyes and, in a low voice, asks, “Do you want to know what I did all day long?” before opening those pretty blues and peering at me.
All I can do is nod.
“Well, after drugging you all, I left to catch the jet that Donavan sent. After the almost five-hour flight, I drove the fifteen minutes to Charlotte's house and waited for her to come home.”
I feel myself getting closer to coming as she fucks me harder. Gritting my teeth, I try to hold back and concentrate on her words simultaneously. When my cock swells with the tell-tale sign of a release, Saint pulls herself off me.
“That was a very naughty boy, Fynn. I didn't tell you that you could come yet.” Then she does something she has never done before and flicks me in the dick, “Bad boys don't get to come.”
As I stare at her in disbelief, I can't help but be in awe of her. My Little Saint, who started as a shy but sassy-mouthed little vixen and turned into a little bird before finally spreading her wings, has now become her true self. No longer the prey but the fucking hunter.
Catalina has surpassed everything we ever wanted her to be, and even though she will still be punished for this little stunt, I can't help but be proud of our lady of Sin. We wanted to see the Saint fall, but we never thought we would see her rise from those ashes like a fucking phoenix and reign over the Lords of Sin, but she's done precisely that. She's not just the Lady of Sin, but the Queen of all us Sinners.
“Fynn,” her seductive voice captures my attention, “Be a good boy and stay hard for me, because I'm going to wake up your friends and show them that only good boys get to come.” With that, she moves away from me and rips the tape the rest of the way from Jett's mouth.
“Son of ...” Jett curses as he wakes, but then sees our girl standing over him.
She tsks him and then looks over at me, “Looks like someone was a naughty boy and didn't keep his gag in place.” She gives me a devilish smile, and I know that Jett's going to be really sorry.
Oakley
I've been awake sinceright before my Kitty Cat returned. Listening to her talk to Fynn in a hushed voice has me feeling all sorts of fucked up. I want to be pissed at her, but I'm proud as fuck of what she did. I mean, look at us. She drugged us, restrained us, and left us outside, naked, all day long while she took care of loose ends.
Hearing what she said to Fynn has me acknowledging just how right she is for doing what she did. She is our Lady, after all, and I shouldn't expect anything less than what she has done. Oh, but is her ass going to be a pretty red once we are all released? Most definitely.
I turn my head and watch as she sucks off my friend, bobbing down on his cock a few times before pulling off and slapping the throbbing appendage. She repeats her actions again and again. I wince each time, but this is our punishment for doing what we did, so I will take mine when the time comes.
“Tell me what happens to naughty boys who try to escape their restraints,” my Kitty Cat orders Jett.
He groans, and I smirk. The tape still covers my mouth with what I now know is a pair of Kitty Cat's panties inside, being used as a gag. I wait for him to answer her, “They get their dick slapped,” he grunts as she slaps it again.
“That's right. How does it feel to be on the receiving end, Jett? Not very good, huh?”
“No, Lovely. I'm sorry for everything, just please, let me come...” Jett fucking begging has a chuckle slipping from me.
Catalina snaps her head in my direction, “Ah, looks like sleeping beauty has finally decided to join us, boys.” She pats Jett on the chest and walks over to a table a few feet away, grabbing something before approaching me.
When I see that she has my favorite hunting knife in her hand, apprehension stirs inside. I watch as she begins to pace beside my lounger. Kitty Cat glances at Fynn, and then at Jett before her eyes settle back on me.
“I'm most disappointed in you, Oakley,” she states, and just hearing those words leave her mouth crushes me, “Fynn and Jett are the two that I always thought were the harder ones. Especially after the last time I was drugged, and you didn't want any part in fucking me while I was under the influence.”
I try to tell her I'm sorry, but it's all muffled.
“What was that? Oh, well, you can tell me later, because I think it's best that we leave the tape on while you take your punishment.” Kitty Cat straddles my waist and drags the knife down my torso.
