Page 11 of Sacrificing Zoriah

“It’s hard to not just sink in,” Richard grunts. I make the mistake of looking up, and I see Doug inject something into the base of his dick. He makes the same grunt, and I realize it’s to make them last longer. They are going to take up the whole fucking hour with this torture.

“Let her invite you in. She will. They all do,” Doug says as he moves away from Huxley and goes out of sight. Richard does as well and I take the time to try and calm down.

“I’m so sorry,” Huxley whispers, almost inaudibly. “I’m so fucking sorry.”

His voice is trembling, and I can tell he’s scared. I have the same fear going through my mind right now. It’s the fear of the unknown but the certainty of negativity. It’s a dread that you cannot get rid of. “Breathe with me,” I reply just as quietly. He squeezes my hands as if to thank me before we even our breathing and fall into perfect synchrony with each other.

“Don’t think of this as a punishment, Huxley,” Doug says in a mocking tone. “This is your chance to be a conduit for pleasure. Mine feeds through you, and together, ours moves through thesacrifice and straight to God. He wants this from us, Huxley. This is an honor. Understand?”

“Yes,” Huxley seethes.

“I’m sorry?” Doug replies.

“Yes, Master,” Huxley says as his voice breaks. I squeeze his hands to get him to focus on me, and he tightens his grip back. Without a word, we are communicating.

“Because you have been a good boy, I will use the sucking machine on you. You come so much harder this way,” Doug says. “Zoriah, you’ll get something similar to help relax you. We don’t want to hurt you, okay?”

“Fuck you,” I snap. Doug walks around and grabs me by the hair to jerk my head back.

“Lose the attitude, or I swear I will whip you bloody before having all three of your tight little holes filled for the next three days. This can be as easy or as hard as you want to make it. Do you understand me, Zoriah?” Doug says with a dangerously low tone. Huxley squeezes my hands tight to tell me to shut the fuck up.

“Yes,” I say coldly.

“Now apologize to your master,” Doug demands.

“I’m sorry, Master,” I say.

“Good girl. Now relax and let us all come together for God,” he says as he lets go of me.

I put my head back down, and Huxley gently kisses the back of my hand, relaxing me again. I let my breathing fall in sync with his, and we try to stay focused on each other.

Huxley groans as I hear a suctioning noise near him. When his entire body tenses, I look up briefly to see that Doug has his fingers inside of Huxley and is slowly moving in and out of his ass. Fuck, I hate these crazy-ass people. Something is positioned between my legs, and I squeeze Huxley’s hands as tight as I can as something presses against my clit. Huxley and I both groan as the torture toys are turned on. It violently sucks my clit, and I can hear the suctioning noises coming from whatever it is that is attached to Huxley.

Fingers push into my ass suddenly, and I yelp as he works the lubricant into me. “Gentle, Richard. Wait until her body relaxes and invites you in,” Doug says. “See how Huxley is tense, but he is still moaning? He is close. Just before her first orgasm crests, she will let all of you in. Take her hard through her first orgasm, and she will love it. So will God.”

“She’s relaxing,” Richard says. “Goodness, God has been calling me to this girl since I first met her.”

“You’re doing incredible, Richard. You have been so patient waiting until she was ready for us again. For God. She wants salvation, Richard. Listen to her moans and help guide her, just as you did with Haley. She fought and cried in the beginning, but by the end of it, she was begging her daddy to save her and giveher to God. You did that for her, Richard. You saved your little girl, so now it’s time to save Zoriah. Be the daddy she needs.”

“She’s close. She’s almost ready,” Richard says.

I am trying so hard to fight it, but I can’t. The feeling is so strong, and I am already incredibly weak. “They’re not connected enough,” Doug says abruptly. “Your arms. Put your arms around her, Huxley. Let her pull the pleasure out of you and into her.”

Huxley hesitates to grab me but pulls us closer together. He has my head on his arm as he shields my body from the world. When I hear his deep moan reverberate through my body, the forced orgasm starts to rip through me. Richard grabs my hips and violently slams into me, and I let out a shrill scream. Huxley grunts in pain and tightens his hold on me. Doug and Richard immediately fall into the same pattern of shoving in at the same time. My sobs are coming out as screams as Richard roughly takes my ass.

Painful orgasms are pulled out of us one by one. Eventually, Huxley is in pain and is in tears when it is forced out of him. Doug and Richard are grunting like pigs as they violently rape us, but luckily, I’m not in physical pain. “That’s it,” Doug moans. “Come for your master… Good boy…. Give it up… Give it to me, Huxley… Atta boy. Squeeze my cock.”

“Shit, I’m gonna come,” Richard moans. “God, she wants it. She’s squeezing so tight.”

“Harder, Richard,” Doug grunts.

“God needs more,” Richard says as he grabs my braid and yanks my head back. Doug grabs Huxley’s disheveled hair and forces him to look up at me also. His eyes are red and swollen from tears, as are mine.

“Turn the toys up,” Doug says. “All together.”

I moan loudly through my tears when the toy sucks even harder, and Huxley whimpers as Doug does the same. “Kiss,” Richard barks and pushes my head forward. Huxley repositions his elbows and grabs my face to kiss me hard. For Richard and Doug, this is just some sick fucking fantasy, but for Huxley and me, it is different. We are between praying for sanity and praying for death.

Everything for all of us explodes at once, and Huxley has me so distracted by his kiss that I am about to disappear from my mind for a moment. When Huxley is pulled away from me and Richard pulls out of my ass, I am left discarded on the table. I am weak, and my entire body is trembling. The torture toy has been removed, and I am moved up on the table before Doug rolls me. I watch as he leans down and takes the sucking machine off of Huxley, and my eyes go wide when I see they have collected all of his come.

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