Page 68 of UnWholly Angels
"I’m a beautiful slut!" I tried again, louder this time.
“Good girl,” they both praised in unison, and it was the sexiest thing I'd ever heard. My thighs pushed against the ropes, tryingto give myself some sort of friction from this torment they seemed to enjoy giving me. At this point, I would do anything for release, becoming desperate enough to beg.
"Stop teasing me, please!" Repeatedly, I was brought to the edge for what felt like hours, just to have it ripped away time and time again.
My controlling nature slowly dissipated each time fingers and tongues would move over my body, threatening to tip me over the edge. My sweat soaked the ropes with my needy scent. Broken, I went slack, unmoving with my eyes staring at the concrete floor as I swung silently back and forth. They could have my submission. Fuck, they could take anything they wanted as long as I came tonight. My whimpers turned into small sobs, and the man torturing my breasts took a step back, waiting for direction.
“How are you doing this?” I asked, defeated and confused at the mix of emotions as I submitted to the pleasure. Do I cry? Get angry? Enjoy this? My lip trembled, feeling phantom hands on my body where I needed them, where I needed King to replace them.
King gripped my hips tightly, running his thumb along my hip bone in reassurance. In the bedroom, Riley became a completely different person, and I wasn’t sure if I should be in ecstasy, or very, very scared. “Shhhh. Get out of your head, Maya, and enjoy how responsive your body is for me…for us.”
Positioning himself, he thrust deep inside without warning, swinging me forward. Forcing my body to meet him in deep, quick strokes. It was a new, erotic feeling being reduced to this. I moaned in satisfaction until I felt a sharp bite into my nipple. Slowly, my gaze traveled down to see Lux tightening a clamp around the sensitive area, and I thrashed around as he repeated the same to the other.
Lightning hit them both, pinging back and forth as I tried to shake them off, and failing miserably. “Damn, what a beautiful touch. Scream for us,” Lux said, admiring his work.
King was moving in a punishing rhythm, and my cries echoed around the room, almost drowning in the sound of flesh against flesh each time his body collided with mine.
“Please don’t stop.” Nothing but a panting mess, I watched the eyes behind the mask darken in lust, stroking his cock to the sight.
Moving closer each time I cried out in pleasure, he asked, “May I please use her mouth, King? I’ve been good and patient.”
The slight whine in his voice sent a pulse to my clit, and I smiled his way. Teasing him a bit, my moans became louder as I begged King for more. Lux was right in front of me now, his hand gripping my throat.
“I need to come,” I whispered to him. “Please take my breath away.”
Obeying silently, his large hand moved over my face, taking away my oxygen as his grip tightened on my neck. Black dots swirled in my vision, and my body jerked against the ropes. My pussy clamped down on King’s cock, and he groaned in pleasure.
"Make a mess of her face," he ordered. “I want to see her swallowing your cock.”
Lux released me, and I took a sharp intake of breath before he shoved his hardness in my face and dragged it across my parted lips, sliding between them. I eagerly accepted the intrusion, using my tongue to lick the precum from his slit.
“You're so wet, Maya. Your body keeps pulling me in like a vacuum…shit,” King growled, thrusting faster. I hummed around the cock in my mouth, each time his balls slapped against my body. “You’re far from done. I want you to beg to stop coming tonight.”
Fisting my hair, Lux pushed deeper into my mouth until he hit the back of my throat. Taking as much as I could, he kept pushing until I gagged, tears starting to form in my eyes. I whimpered around the girthy cock as he moved in and out, fucking my throat with no mercy.
King dug his fingers into my waist as he increased his rhythm, no doubt leaving crescent marks from how hard he was holding me hostage. He was stretching me impossibly open, and all my body could do was tighten around him with an impending orgasm. My body molded around him as I always imagined it would, and my eyes snapped shut, preparing for another toe-curling orgasm.
His words sounded muffled against the blood pounding in my ears. King leaned over me, running his hand along my clit while his friend drove deep into my throat, doing his best to match pace.
“Come for me, Maya. Bring me home.” I could feel every sensation right down to the indents his fingers left, and I screamed as my body vibrated with my orgasm, but neither man let up. I was a bouncing broken doll sandwiched between the two large bodies. “Next time, I’ll be taking your ass again, Maya. When it’s just you and me, I’m going to spend all day stretching you so I can fuck you as hard as I want,” King grunted.
Fuck…I can’t.
Violently convulsing, another orgasm tore through my aching body, every nerve sensitive and overwhelmed but wanting more. King knew exactly what he was doing, able to relentlessly pound in and out of me as my body tried to come down from the high.
“You’re going to lie there with cum dripping out of every hole, then I’m going to plug them all so we don’t waste such a precious gift.” He buried himself inside me, leaving me entirely filled as he emptied into my throbbing pussy, cum painting my walls.
Pulling out with a groan, his hand rested on my ass, watching my spasming body push the cum out of my pussy and onto the floor below us. “Holy shit, Maya.”
Stepping back, the cock left my mouth, giving my aching throat a needed break, and I shuddered, taking in deep breaths of air that had been stolen from me moments ago. Lux was silent most of the time, concentrating on his task. In the background, I could hear Chloe as she reached her own peak, the buzz of the vibrator remaining steady as she immediately moved to create another one.
“Think she can take more?” Lux asked.
I couldn’t speak for myself as I hung limply, laughing in my post orgasmic state, and they continued on as if I was no longer here. King came around, and I could see the sweat that glistened over his skin as our eyes locked. He ran a gentle thumb across my cheek, and I couldn’t take my eyes off his lust filled eyes.
“Do you want more?” he asked. My body ached, and I tried to move, once more being reminded of my bondage. The sting of the ropes brought me back to the reality that I did want more. I wasn’t ready to use my safeword.
“Yes, King…I would like more,” I whispered with desperation. He smiled wickedly in return and turned toward his friend. “Give her a minute, then we can keep going. I don’t want her suspended too much longer, though.”
