Page 37 of Embracing the Consequences

“She’s going to regret not listening to us about working so hard.” Johnny laughed from her right before Kevin released her breasts and stepped away.

Someone’s hand grabbed her thigh and roughly spun her in a circle. She cried out at the sudden movement, and a hand landed hot on her ass. “Quiet,” Derrick growled.

She spun slowly back the other way as the rope unwound. There was a swooping sensation in her belly that had her heart racing as if she were on a roller coaster. Her pussy clenched down on nothing as her core throbbed. She was so fucking horny.

“Look at that drippy little cunt. She’s absolutely weeping for a cock,” Kevin crooned.

Kara forced herself not to whimper or beg. She heard the buzzing of a vibrator before she felt the strong vibrations of her magic wand against her clit. She tried to jerk away, but she had zero control over her body as it swung from the ceiling. No one touched her, only the magic wand buzzing against her clit.

She panted and gasped; she was already so fucking close.

“Do not come,” Derrick ordered, his voice a sharp bark in her left ear.

She threw her head back and ground her teeth together, trying desperately to follow his order. But she was so damn close.

He pressed the wand harder against her clit, and her mouth dropped open in a silent cry. Tears welled in her eyes as she fought her body’s response—fought the urge to come. Then the wand was pulled away and she gasped for breath, grateful for a reprieve.

Fingers immediately spread her ass cheeks apart, and lube was poured down her crack and over her puckered hole. “I’m going to fuck you until you’re screaming, Princess,” Johnny’s low voice whispered in her ear as he stepped up against her backside.

His naked skin slid against hers, making her shiver. His thumbs pried open her cheeks as his large hands palmed her ass. He pulled her backward against him and nestled the head of his cock between her cheeks.

Someone slid against her front, and she heard the bed creak as they sat down on the edge. Johnny pressed into her ass, a slow thrust as he walked a step toward the bed, pushing her body forward so she was above the man sitting there.

Derrick’s beard brushed her breast before he sucked her nipple into his mouth.

She was floating in her skin as if she were on ecstasy, every damn sensation only adding to her pleasure as sounds were muffled around her. Subspace was tugging her down, and she fell into it willingly, losing herself to the pleasure that rolled over her.

She felt herself being lowered as hands gripped her hips and guided her down onto Derrick’s hard cock. “That’s it, little slut.” Derrick grunted as she was impaled on his dick.

Johnny pulled out of her before the spreader bar was uncuffed and removed, though her thighs and calves were still tied together. The rope holding her arms suspended was loosened and removed, though her wrists were still tied together. Johnny’s hands slid up her sides to her arms, which he lowered and draped over Derrick’s shoulders.

Johnny pushed her into Derrick, his large hand pressing between her shoulder blades until she was leaning against Derrick’s front with Johnny glued to her back—sandwiching her between their two rock-hard bodies.

She let out a shuddering breath as her shoulders were allowed to relax.

Johnny massaged them as he thrust into her roughly. It was an odd sensation of pleasure and pain that overloaded her already disassociating brain. Shivers ran down her spine as she gasped quietly into the crook of Derrick’s neck.

The bed dipped to her right before someone’s hand fisted into her ponytail, turning her head roughly. “Suck it, slut,” Kevin growled, pressing his cock against her lips.

She opened her mouth, unable to do more than run her tongue over his cock before he thrust deep into her mouth. Her body shuddered as an orgasm built again. She lay limply against Derrick with Kevin kneeling to her right, fucking her face as Derrick and Johnny fucked the rest of her holes.

“Fuck.” Johnny groaned behind her.

“Yeah.” Derrick grunted. He shifted beneath her, and she felt him wiggle his hand between their pressed bodies, sliding another ice cube between them and down to her clit. “Come for us, dirty slut.”

Kara’s loud cry was muffled around Kevin’s cock as the ice cube pressed against her swollen clit. “Shit,” Kevin muttered before spilling his cum down her throat.

Her body shuddered and tears leaked down her face as her orgasm crashed over her body, making her clamp down hard on Derrick’s and Johnny’s cocks. Kevin pulled out of her mouth, and she whimpered as her head fell down limply onto Derrick’s shoulder.

Derrick and Johnny groaned as they followed her over the edge and came deep within her. Kara’s entire body tingled and shook from the aftershocks of her orgasm as Johnny pulled out of her ass.

She must have dozed off, because when she came to a while later, she was no longer tied up and hands were massaging hereverywhere, rubbing her arms and wrists, thighs and calves. She was lying face down in the middle of the bed, and they were using massage oil as they rubbed her gently.

She moaned faintly and opened her eyes. The room was dimly lit, but she could make out each of her guys easily. “Hi beautiful.” Kevin smiled widely before he leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to her lips.

She grinned and yawned deeply, letting out another moan.

“How you doing, baby girl?” Derrick asked from behind her.

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