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“You’ll tell us everything, Kitten. Every depraved dream, every dirty thought, every filthy fantasy.” Sliding his hands into her silky strands at the base of her neck he fists her hair and holds her head up, facing forward to look at me, and I sit still, attempting to find the poker face I lost at some point tonight as he keeps going at her.
“You’ll tell us what you think about when you touch that sweet little pussy of yours. And you’ll tell us every thought you’ve ever had about either of us. We’ll use them, Willow. We’ll use them all to make you ours.” He leans in and growls his last words as he pushes deep inside of her, pushing the air out of her lungs and forcing her forward, further onto the desk.
He isn’t gentle. He’s giving her the rough sex she’s fantasized about. He’s taking what is his and she is moaning in utter gratification.
Pushing her up further against the desk, He lifts her chest off the surface and I watch her tits jiggle freely with each plunge. Glancing down, I notice only the very tips of her toes are touching the floor. She’s pierced on his cock and he’s riding her body, completely in control of her as she surrenders herself to him.
Reaching around to her tits, he grabs one hard, eliciting another wanton moan from her, and he releases her only to slap her breast. At the contact, she writhes in his grip, and he knows he’s got her.
He knows she’s exactly what he’s always wanted.
“Alex, look at our perfect whore.” Shane’s face is alight with need as he speaks directly to the voyeur in me, and I feel my dick stir at his words.
Knowing she’s being fucked while I sit and watch is having an effect on Willow as well. Her moans draw together, then turn into soft sobs as tears roll down her face, but she’s not hurt.
Our Willow is finding her place and reconciling her fantasies against who she once was, and who she’s becoming with us. We’re setting her free and they’re tears of joy.
Hearing a sob, Shane quickly glances out from behind her at me, concern etched across his face. He’s silently asking if she’s okay and I nod. Then without missing a beat, he continues as his pounding picks up to an intense pace.
“Look at my weeping Willow.” His words land hard, and touch me deep inside. Her tears are beautiful, and I instantly love the nickname for her.
“Tell me, do you love being fucked by your two best friends?” He asks and she pants out her response immediately.
“Yes, Shane.”
“Do you love being used by your owners?” Another question with an instant response.
“Yes, Shane. P-please, I—I—” She’s delirious.
Her body is his.
She’s surrendered herself to him, and he’s taking everything. Her pleas sound like music to my ears, and she’s outside of herself now.
She’s fully submitted to us, and we are ready to take complete control.
“Good girl, Kitten. You were always going to come to us in the end. You always needed us, and we will always take care of you. You. Were. Always. Ours.” He growls his last words in tandem with each final thrust. Her body tightens then shakes as she sucks in a deep breath, releasing a scream into the room that I’m sure will be heard by anyone near enough to the door on the other side, but I don’t give a shit.
Dancing into the abyss with her, Shane grabs her body tight to his as he pushes his final thrust deep inside of her and they seize together, suspended in their joint ecstasy for a long moment.
As they come back to each other, I stand and grab my jacket off the back of my chair and step over to Willow and wrap it around her fatigued body. Shane steps back and nods for me to help her as he walks to grab his pants and put them on, then he joins us as I sit and lift Willow onto my lap.
Leaning back into the chair with her in my arms, the sound of a second chair scraping across the hardwood floors catches my attention as Shane joins us. Willow’s head falls heavy on my chest as Shane leans over to watch her close her eyes, then he smiles. It’s a soft, genuine, content smile I don’t often see from him.
“She should get back to Annie.” He mumbles hesitantly.
I know he doesn’t want to let her go so soon.
“No, she mentioned Annie is in the hospital while they run some tests. Her mother is staying with her overnight. Her daughter is fine, but Willow’s exhausted. She’ll sleep here tonight. I’ll move her to the bed in the back.” I answer, dropping my head back towards our spare room.
We turned it into a small bedroom when we bought the place in case we had to work late but only used it a couple of times.
“And everything else?” Shane lowers his voice.
“We’ll talk to Willow and get to work on it in the morning.” I know the answer I gave is not the answer Shane was looking for, and he asks again.
“You know that’s not what I’m asking.” Shane mouths the name I’ve come to despise.
Dale.
