Page 53 of Reconciling the Consequences

She was stuck. Completely immobile.

Her heart rate sped up and her breaths came out in short, gasping pants.

“Safe word, slut,” Derrick said, his voice sounding far away.

“Yellow,” she murmured, frowning slightly. She wasn’t sure if that was how she really felt. She trusted her men explicitly. She wasn’t in danger. She wasn’t in pain. Was she just scared?

“You’re doing so well,” Johnny murmured in her ear before he pressed a kiss to her temple. “Breathe.”

She shook a deep breath through her nose and slowly let it out.

“Good girl,” Johnny praised.

She felt herself calm and slowly relax again.

Kevin twisted his fingers in her ass as he slid a finger into her cunt. “Perhaps she needs a job to do,” Kevin drawled as fingers circled her clamped clit.

She gasped and bucked against his hand. She cried out when she was suddenly lifted by hands on her waist. The loss of Kevin’s fingers left her feeling empty.

An arm scooped up under her knees while the other wound around her back. She was lifted into strong arms and cradled against a muscular chest. She recognized Johnny by his scent—leather and mint.

She snuggled into his chest as he carried her up the stairs. She assumed they’d entered the master bedroom when she was finally set down on her side. She stayed where she was while her men moved around the room.

She listened to the sounds of fabric sliding and falling to the floor; presumably all three of her men were getting undressed. A smile pulled across her lips as she imagined what they saw: her, naked, blindfolded, and tied up on the bed, nipples and clit still clamped, cum dried to her back and ass.

She didn’t even know why she had thought yellow earlier. “So green,” she murmured, mostly to herself.

The answering chuckle from her men, though, sent the butterflies in her belly soaring. She was in heaven and loved every minute of it.

“Enjoying yourself, little slut?” Derrick asked.

She grinned in return. “Yes, sir.”

“Good girl,” he answered, the smile evident in his voice. “Now make yourself useful.” His fingers fisted tightly in her hair, and he yanked her up and onto her knees at the edge of the bed.

Derrick stood in front of her, his cock pressing against her lips. She opened her mouth quickly and sucked him down. His grunt was music to her ears as he pulled on her jaw, roughly, and yanked her forward, forcing her to swallow him down. With her arms tied behind her back, pushing her breasts out and making her posture straighter, the chain connecting her nipples to her clit pulled taut and tugged relentlessly on her aching bits.

Derrick gripped her face roughly as he fucked her mouth with enough force that she was left breathless. All she could do was focus on her breathing and let him use her as he wanted. The bed dipped behind her before fingers found her cunt again and more lube was squeezed onto her puckered hole. Then rough hands grabbed her ass and pulled the globes apart, thumbs sliding into her puckered hole and stretching her open before a thick cock slid in.

She moaned around Derrick’s cock. The dick in her ass slid in slowly but didn’t stop until it was fully seated inside her. The man behind her roughly pulled her upright with the rope laced around her arms, yanking her off Derrick’s cock.

She groaned as her tortured nipples and clit were pulled by the chain. She gasped and panted, head leaning back against the man behind her.

The bed dipped as her men shifted around her. Hands on her hips lifted her up while keeping her impaled on the cock in her ass. “Tuck your knees up,” Johnny demanded from in front of her. His rough hands grabbed her legs, helping her bend her knees and lift her legs.

The bed shifted again "I’m going to lower you down onto Johnny.” Kevin’s voice was deep and gruff in her ear. “Easy with the knees.”

Hands grabbed her thighs gently. “Come ’ere,” Johnny murmured as he guided her legs down and around his hips as Kevin set her down. Once she was straddling Johnny’s wide body, his grip on her thighs tightened.

Together, Johnny and Kevin lifted her enough to slide her down onto Johnny’s thick cock. “Fuck.” She groaned as he bottomed out.

“So fucking hot, baby girl,” Derrick said from a few feet away. She again heard a camera shutter.

Johnny’s hand wrapped around the back of her neck and pulled her down against his chest, the clamps crushed between them. She groaned but wasn’t given a moment of reprieve before Derrick shoved his cock between her lips again.

She moaned around his cock and got lost in the fucking, the slapping of skin on skin. Her mind emptied of everything but the feeling of her men using her body so thoroughly. Her orgasm crashed over her and she moaned loudly. Her body shuddered as she gasped around the dick in her mouth.

As she came down from her high, the cock in her mouth was removed and she was hauled upright by the ropes binding her arms. “Such a good slut,” Johnny ground out as his cock slammed up into her cunt.

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