Page 47 of Belonging to Them
“Do it,” Kingston says, his voice sounding much darker than it was a minute ago.“Make sure there are no blankets on you.Imagine we’re standing over you, watching.”
“I’m embarrassed,” she says.
“Fuck,” he says.“You’re not sure about being watched, huh?”
Her voice sounds breathy and innocent as she says, “No, it just feels wrong.”
Yeah, I definitely made the right decision by bringing Kingston into this.What a good girl we have—she’s pushing all of his buttons.
“Are you pinching your nipples?”I ask.
“Yeah,” she gasps.
“Pinch them harder,” I say.“Put down the phone, put it on speaker so you can use both hands.”
“Okay, ow, owie, I’m doing it.”
The thought of her punishment, even if it’s self-administered, turns me on.“Does it feel good, too?”I ask.
“Yeah,” she says.
Grabbing my cock, I say, “I’m jerking off, princess.You’re so perfect, you’re making your daddy lose control.”
“Daddies,” Kingston corrects.“I’m jacking myself, too.Our perfect little girl is being dirty and turning me on.”
“You two are touching yourselves, too?”she asks, sounding unsure.
“Yeah,” I say.“Put your hand in your panties, touch yourself.”
“Downthere?”She sounds scandalized.
“Yes, down there,” Kingston says.
Her soft whimper gets me so fucking hard.
“Use your other hand, keep pinching your nipples,” I say.“I want it hard.I want to hear you cry out in pain and pleasure.I want to hear it all.”
As I continue to jerk off, wishing it was Ella’s mouth or cunt on my cock instead of my hand, I say, “Are you going to come for us, princess?Are you nice and wet?”
“So wet,” she moans.“I shouldn’t be doing this.”
“But you can’t stop, can you?”Kingston asks.
“My nipples hurt, can I stop?”she asks.
“Fuck, no,” I say.“You were a bad girl.Now you’re paying the price.”
“Owwww,” she says, but there’s lust in her voice, mixed with the pain.
My cock is heavy with need.“Keep going, little girl.This will teach you to listen to your daddies.”
“I’m embarrassed, we shouldn’t be doing this kind of thing on the phone…”
Kingston says, “Fuck.I’m going to come.”
Ella wails, a purely orgasmic sound that I want to record and listen to on a loop.My orgasm follows, as thick spurts jet from my cock over the sheets.I slump back against the pillows, spent.
“Are you satisfied, princess?”I ask.
