Page 6 of Choke

“Are you okay with this?” Atlas asks the question I’m unable to form but need to know.

“Yes,” Mona whispers. “I don’t think I should be, and I can’t explain it, but I am.”

Atlas caresses her face. “Then open up, slut.”

Certain moments in life create a turning point. One step can alter the entire course of your life. Prior to my conversation with Mona, my course of action was clear. I was sure of what I needed to do.

But something in her confession has shifted my entire perspective.

If this were a game of chess, it would be checkmate because I can’t sacrifice her to save myself.

7

ATLAS

The entire situation is fucked-up. Completely and utterly insane. So preposterous that no one would ever believe the tale. Here I am with my cock deep inside the mouth of the girl my father has kidnapped, and she isn’t objecting. It isn’t Stockholm, either. Mona knows what we are. She isn’t in a trance or deluded.

She’s a woman in a fucked-up situation who wants control. A moment where she believes the sword of faith is hers to wield.

“That’s it, whore. Fuck our cocks. You’re doing such a good job.”

Mona moans at Callum’s degradation as if it’s the sustenance she needs to survive and thrive. How far can we take this?

I pull her off my cock. “I need you to tap my leg if what I’m about to do is too much while your mouth is full.”

She nods.

“That’s not good enough, baby. I’m gonna need you to say the word.”

“Yes,” Mona says as saliva trails down her chin.

“Thatta a girl. Open up nice and wide so I can fuck your worthless face and come down your pretty little throat.”

Mona takes my dick all the way, gagging as I hit the back of her throat.

“Fuck, sweetheart. This mouth was made for choking on dick.”

“It’s not just her mouth that’s made for taking dick, “Callum groans as he bounces Mona between the two of us. “You’re so tight, baby girl. So fuckin’ wet, warm, and fuckin’ tight.” Callum locks eyes with me and smiles. “I’m going to fill you with cum, Mona. I’m going to chain you to the wall and take you down just to shoot my load inside you. That’s what you’re going to be, little girl. Our personal cum dump. Nothing but holes for us to fill.”

Callum’s filthy mouth is pushing me to the edge. The fouler he becomes, the more I want to match his energy.

I gaze down at Mona, wrapping my fingers around her delicate neck, and squeeze. “You look pretty like this, slut. Stuffed full, your face red. You’d look so pretty unconscious, wouldn’t you?”

Mona’s eyes shoot up, and her hands move. For a moment, I think she’ll tap out, but she grabs my ass and pulls me toward her.

“Fuck. Goddamn.” I grip her head with one hand while the other squeezes her throat. “I can feel my cock choking you, baby. You’re doing such a good job. That’s it, baby. Swallow me whole.”

I stiffen as Mona works my cock with her hot mouth. Between the thrill of watching her face turn red, her gasps for breath, and her warm tongue gliding around my cock, I’m on the brink. I pump aggressively into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat. Her gagging noises heighten every sensation as I come.

I lower my head and gaze into her green eyes as I kiss her, tasting myself on her tongue. “You did well, baby girl. I’m soproud of you. Do you think you can take another load in that pretty pink cunt?”

“Yes,” she purrs.

I kiss the tip of her nose. “That’s my good girl.”

“Fuck,” Callum groans as he grips Mona’s hips and thrusts deep. “You’re so fuckin’ tight.”

His hand moves to her hair, yanking her head back so he can close his hand around her throat. “How does it feel, slut? How does it feel to know you’re a pathetic whore? To know that you gave up this cunt to two men you don’t know.”

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