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“Take her panties off,” he tells Caleb, who comes over and pushes me backward, spreading my legs. My cheeks grow hotter, the thought of them seeing my chubby pussy sending me into a momentary spiral. I’m not cute, I’m not petite like other girls. They’ll think I’m disgusting and they’ll push me away.
Panic has me gripped by the throat, but suddenly, Caleb yanks my thong down, spreading my legs wider. His grin surprises me enough to quell the racing thoughts.
Bastian whistles. “Look at how wet the little slut is,” he says. “You want this, don’t you? You want to be teased and humiliated and used by us.”
It’s too much and I hide my face in my hands, unable to look them in the eye. How could I let them touch me like this? How could I just let them use me?
“Look at you,” he reaches out and pulls my hands away from my face, the smirk on his face glinting in the dim light. “You’re such a little tease, flaunting yourself in those clothes. I bet you’re dying to get off, aren’t you?”
When I don’t respond, his hands are back in my hair, yanking my head backward once more. “Answer me, slut,” he growls out.
“Yes!” I cry out, tears in my eyes. “Yes, please!”
“Then do it.” He releases his grip. “I want you to lower that pussy onto this boot right here,” He says, holding out his leather-clad foot. “And rub yourself off on it while you suck me off.”
My mouth goes dry as I look down at his shoe. It’s thick-soled leather, with stiff laces and sleek metal straps. I feel my cheeks burn as I stare, debating how badly I want this release.
With slow movements, I maneuver my body so I’m hovering just over it, but Caleb pushes my shoulders down, forcing me into direct contact. A squeak escapes me, which turns into a whimper as I grind down, the contact sending sparks through my core.
Bastian’s hands move my head back into position at the same time. “You have one minute, or you’re not getting off the rest of the night,” he warns me. My eyes widen before I start rocking my hips experimentally, trying to find the right rhythm.
The thrum of my body increases as I move, the volume of slick leaking out of me making my movements erratic. My head bobs back and forth on Bastian’s cock, speed increasing as I try to find my own release.
“Tick-tock,” Dominic whispers in my ear. “Thirty seconds to go.”
I whine high in my throat and grind down harder, desperation bubbling up. Dominic finds the clasp at the back of the bra and releases it with a quick motion, letting my breasts spill out as he reaches for them.
Kneading the soft flesh under his fingers, he toys with me again, pinching and pulling the nipples hard enough to leave marks.
I feel the orgasm building low in my belly, movements growing more frantic as Caleb joins in, sucking dark bruises into my neck with his tongue and biting into the skin with his teeth. The sensations are too much and a trickle of sweat rolls down my back.
“Ten, nine, eight,” Dominic whispers into my ear. “Seven, six, five, four …”
Bastian shoves my head down on his cock, hard and the salty, bitter taste of his orgasm explodes on my tongue and I swallow it down, trying not to let any spill.
At that same moment, the timer on Dominic’s watch starts beeping but my orgasm hits and I let out a yell, hips stuttering to a stop as the tension seeps from my body. “God,” I groan, feeling boneless.
Dominic hauls me to my feet and tosses me on the couch, yanking my legs apart as he drives himself home into my dripping core in one smooth motion. He’s so big that it’s bordering on painful as he begins to work his hips, thrusting himself in and out.
“Take it,” he grunts. “Just like that, Princess. Take it.”
Caleb leans over me, stroking the hair away from my face. “Open up,” he says, tapping my cheek. Obediently, my mouth falls open and he slips his own cock inside, pressing forward as far as I can take it.
I start sucking, eager for the taste of him on my tongue. I hollow my cheeks and use one hand to keep him steady as he rolls his hips back and forth.
“That’s a good girl,” Bastian says, stroking his own shaft idly as he watches us. “You’d really do anything for us, wouldn’t you? What a perfect little whore; made just for us.”
Everything is happening so fast now, and I can barely keep up as Dominic roughly takes me over and over, thrusting deep inside while Caleb uses my mouth for his own pleasure.
My brain is floating, a high I’d never experienced before. I’m wetter and more turned on than I’ve ever been in my entire life.
“Fuck!” Dominic curses, hips slamming into me once more as he releases inside me. Caleb’s cock slips into my throat and I nearly gag on it before forcing myself to breathe through my nose like they taught me.
I’m sobbing as Caleb finishes, unsure why. “Shhh,” he says, pulling me up and sitting me in his lap.
He strokes my back as he turns me around, my legs dangling over his thighs. Bastian kneels in front of me, stroking warmfingers over my inner thighs before they slip inside, his thumb going straight for the bud. He rubs circles into it as my body writhes under him, but it’s too much, I’m too sensitive.
“I can’t,” I whine, thrashing around. “I can’t!”
