“Good girl.”
I sucked in a breath at the next strike. Much like the last, it burned across my now tender skin, leaving fire in its wake.
“Your ass pinks up quite well. It’s a gorgeous sight that makes my dick hard. I can see why my friend is so obsessed by it.” Jeremy’s admission thrilled through me. I’d underestimated the affect any kind of dirty talk would have on me.
Lost in the haze brought on by his words, I yelped when the next solid hit landed. This time the pain intensified enough to almost take my breath away at the same time fresh desire trickled to the tops of my thighs. The incessant throb behind my clit matched the wild beat of my pulse.
“Can you take one more?” Jeremy asked.
I nodded, both tension and pleasure unfurling inside my core.
The last strike burned like fire and sizzled from ass to clit. I heard a thud that might have been the flogger hitting the ground. Someone moved against me, pressing a rigid erection between the cheeks of my ass. If that weren’t enough to set me off, a finger dipped between my legs and through my wet slit.
The not knowing who did what drove me wilder.
“She looks like she wants to come.” He stated. He’d remained close after all. “If you do though, we’ll be forced to start your punishment all over again.”
I groaned. The agony of holding back while his finger rubbed around the edge of my clit threatened to kill me. Never in my life had I needed to come this badly and they were going to deny me again. With my mind buzzing from their onslaught I barely noticed when my right leg was lifted and a cuff wrapped around my thigh. Nothing mattered other
than trying to stop the orgasm that crept closer and closer with each sweep of the finger around my clit.
I grit my teeth against the onslaught of need threatening to engulf. God no. Please. I wanted to obey.
Metal clanged and clicked around my leg until I finally realized my leg now hung on its own after being fastened to the stone wall much like my wrists were. In this position, my legs were spread wide for whatever Alex or Jeremy had in mind.
The touch on my clit disappeared seconds before the flogger returned. This time the many falls curved underneath my ass to strike the tender flesh of my pussy as well as my buttocks. Where I expected to feel pain, I only experienced heightened desire. My brain buzzed with the euphoria of the scene as the sensual strikes continued one right after another. My legs trembled and a fleeting thought of not being able to hold myself up filtered through my brain.
I hissed and screamed as the onslaught of pleasure hit the point of no return. Or so I thought. All touch ceased immediately and I moaned in protest—again. I’d been so damned close I’d practically tasted the explosive end.
“Please,” I begged. “Oh Sir, please…” My arms and legs shook from the force of my need. Nothing else mattered. I had to come now.
I screeched in frustration when my pleas were ignored and the flogging started up again, this time harder and faster than before. Every strike landed directly on my clit until I again teetered on the brink of explosion.
Every sensation,thought and need raced out of my control. My pleas turned to nothing more than guttural groans as I bucked into the leather as if I could fuck myself to completion with nothing but air.
“You belong to us now, don’t you?” Jeremy’s question rang in my head.
“Yes. Yes. Yes. Please, Sirs, Oh God, please…” The pleasure increased three fold and I knew without a doubt I couldn’t stop it this time. “Fuck!” I screamed.
“Come, kitten. Come now,” my mystery man demanded. Two fingers thrust into me, deep and without pause. Rough strokes designed for nothing more than the wild and intense sensations they created.
My body ignited. A force of extreme pleasure overwhelmed me as I came hard. So fucking hard.
My body shuddered violently under the onslaught. Still without vision, I remained hyperaware of everything around me. The wet sound of being finger fucked, someone’s harsh breathing at my ear, the erection nudging at my backside. The sensation of it all fogged my mind to the point I barely noticed a ripping sound.
Hands gripped each thigh, spreading me impossibly wider. The hand between my legs disappeared and was immediately replaced with the broad tip of an erection that nudged at my opening.
“You are so wet and hot,” Jeremy exclaimed, bringing my attention to the fact it was him plastered to my backside about to push inside me.
I breathed deeply, imprinting every scent of these men on my mind. Later, when I returned to my life alone, I wanted to remember every single detail of my surreal fantasy.
“How do you feel, kitten?” He had once again returned to my side. Or maybe he’d never left at all. I found it impossible to tell from sound and touch alone. I couldn’t process it all.
How did I feel? Crazed. It was the only word I could think of. Wild emotions rioted through me as Jeremy pushed inside me, burying himself to the hilt. I gasped for air. I was tied to a wall, with all of my weight balanced on one leg that shook mercilessly, helpless to two men who for all intensive purposes were complete strangers to me. They’d stripped me of all control, leaving only the safeguard of the Glass Kat in its place. If that wasn’t a little crazy, I didn’t understand the meaning of the word.
“I don’t know what to say.” I struggled for air or anything really that could calm my racing heart or take my mind from the thick cock still buried inside me. I don’t know was still the only truth I had for him.
“Think harder.”