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“Looks like we’re gonna have to restrain her.” Cal sounds delighted as he says it. “Is having a knife to your throat not enough, you stupid slut? You still think you can get away from us?”
“P-please don’t hurt me,” she says, her voice shaking.
I chuckle. “I already told you, Athelia. I don’t make promises I can’t keep.”
We already set up her bed for restraining her, so all Kellan has to do is pull out the leather cuffs from where he tucked them away while Athelia was in the shower. They’re attached to ropes that are tied to the posts at the foot of her bed, and Kellan secures the cuffs to Athelia’s ankles.
I can feel her doing her best not to kick at him. With the knife pressed to her throat, it’s too dangerous.
“No,” she sobs as Kellan ties her wrists together. “Don’t—don’t do this. I don’t want it.Stop.”
We ignore her pleas. Once Athelia is restrained enough, I crawl onto the bed behind her, propping myself up with pillows. She tries to squirm away, but I grab her and haul her into me. Her back hits my chest as she makes a grab for the knife—probably to fling it across the room.
“Careful,” Cal says in a singsong voice. He grabs her wrists and yanks her hands away from her body. “You’re nothing but a helpless doll now, baby. The more you struggle, the harder we’ll be on you.”
“Someone has to tame you,” Kellan adds as he lowers himself to his stomach between her spread legs, “and we’re happy to take on the job.”
Keeping one arm locked around Athelia’s torso, I trace the dull knife up her chest lightly. She’s trembling against me, and her breaths are short and shallow.
“Are you scared,ma belle?”Kellan taunts.
“N-no.”
He chuckles. “You should be.” He’s taken off his mask, and he lightly blows on her pussy, making her squirm. “We plan on making you scream—and not just from pleasure.”
“Pl—” She catches herself just in time. “Don’t hurt me. I’ll do anything.”
“Such a silly girl,” Cal says as he strokes a hand down her cheek. “She thinks her begging will make a difference.”
Athelia stills as she feels the cool metal of my blade against her throat. “Wes,” she whimpers.
“Shhh,” I soothe, stroking my free hand down her face. “Just stay perfectly still, and you won’t get hurt. For now.”
Kellan spreads her pussy with his fingers. “Look at that. Her pretty cunt is already wet for us. Such a bad girl, getting turned on like this.”
“I—I’m not,” she protests weakly.
“Sure,” Kellan says, his voice dripping with amused disbelief. “Just like you’re not going to come from me holding you down while I eat you out.”
“No,” she cries.
Without another word, Kellan leans down and licks her pussy. Athelia whimpers helplessly.
“You’re not getting out of this,” I whisper in her ear. “You’re ours to do with as we please.”
Cal is on the bed beside us. He tilts his head to the side as he watches Athelia, his pink mask glowing in the semi-darkness. “Your tears look so pretty, baby.”
Athelia tries to turn her head away from him. I didn’t realize she was crying already. The thought makes me hard, especially when she squirms against me.
With a groan, Cal reaches out and squeezes one of Athelia’s breasts. He keeps her bound wrists in his other hand while I press the dull knife against her throat. Kellan is moaning, his arms wrapped around Athelia’s thighs as he sucks on her clit.
“God,” Athelia pants. “Don’t—don’t do this to me.”
“Shut her up,” Kellan snaps. “I can’t concentrate with all her whining.”
Keeping the knife pressed to Athelia’s neck, I clamp my free hand over her mouth. Cal pinches one of her nipples, and Athelia groans with pleasure.
“Yeah? You like that?” Cal pinches harder, causing Athelia’s next breath to come out stuttered. “What about now? Awww, such a good girl, squeezing out more tears for me.”
