Page 28 of Savage Daddies
They help me atop the padded bench, stomach down. The instinct to fight this remains strong, but deep down I know I won’t win. Any more struggling will result in me getting spanked first, and I very much don’t wish to be punished in front of the watching crowd. I shut my eyes and wish for this to be over soon. At least they aren’t removing my dress entirely, I tell myself.
The brothers pull me back slightly, allowing my center to rest at the very edge of the bench. My breasts press against the cool padding, and as they arrange me to their liking, I realize my throbbing clit is also pressed to the surface of the bench. The rest of my privates, though, are exposed shamefully wide as they force my legs further apart.
A cool breeze blows over the platform, hitting my bare pussy and even my back pucker. Strong hands hold me down, and I can’t resist opening my eyes to see which brothers are restraining me, and which brother is going to claim me first. My arousal quickens when I realize Daddies Nash, Erik, and Gage are holding me down. A glance over my shoulder shows Daddy Axel is moving between my spread legs, his hardened cock in hand. He’s huge. Larger than any of the men in the VR stories I’ve enjoyed, and those men never actually penetrated me. My nervousness deepens.
Our eyes meet and he nudges his length between my thighs, running his manhood up and down my wet slit, teasing me with slow, delicious strokes. I turn around to ease the strain on my neck and once again close my eyes, knowing he’ll slam inside me at any moment. Will it hurt? I hope not, but I have no idea.
“Relax, little girl.” Daddy Axel’s voice washes over me.
I will my muscles to loosen and I’m rewarded with an affectionate pat on my bottom.
“Good girl,” all four of my daddies say at once.
I’m their good girl. Their little bride. And, apparently, this is our wedding day.
Daddy Axel shifts away from my center, only to touch my aching privates with his hand. He traces his fingers through my slick folds, which only increases my need. As my breath becomes faint, my pussy grows wetter and wetter. He continues stroking me, and I find myself occasionally lifting my center to meet his touch. At one point, as I raise up to meet him, he spreads my moisture over my suddenly exposed clit. I gasp and quiver upon the bench.
“Please,” I whisper, my desperation mounting.
“Your privates are swollen and pink, little Josie, and glistening with your arousal,” Daddy Axel says. “And everyone can see it. Everyone can see how much you’re aching for your daddies to claim you.”
I whimper, ashamed yet unable to control myself as I once again lift my center to meet his touch. It’s true. I’m dripping wet and aching for my daddies to claim me, even as the village watches on. I wonder if I surrendered too easily to my savage daddies. Perhaps I should have fought harder. If I could’ve fought my way off the platform, maybe I could have run into the forest and found a place to hide until morning. But a quiver races across my bottom at the mere thought of misbehaving in such a way.
Last time I ran away, I was punished severely. I have no doubt that a similar stunt would result in a chastisement even worse than the spanking Daddies Axel and Nash gave me in the bathtub at the Lamberts’ Inn.
He probes my pussy, inserting two—or possibly three—digits into my tightness. And I am tight. I struggle to accept his fingers and I can’t imagine how it will feel when he drives his cock into me. Whimpers and moans leave me, and whenever I accidentally tense up his fingers feel larger inside me, so I strive to remain as relaxed as possible, just as he instructed earlier.
“Good girl, you’re almost ready for your daddy’s cock.” He delves deeper and deeper, stretching me impossibly wide. Despite the discomfort, the aching in my core only intensifies and the wetness of my increasing arousal soon coats my inner thighs. He moves his digits in and out of me, creating a steady thrusting motion, and I become helpless against his ministrations. My pleasure soars and I can’t keep myself from lifting my center to meet each hard drive, rising on my toes as I do so. When he suddenly pulls his hand away, I moan in frustration. Though the night is cool, I realize I’ve broken into a sweat. Perspiration runs down my temples and burns in my eyes.
Then it happens fast. Daddies Nash, Erik, and Gage tighten their hold on me, while Daddy Axel grips my hips and pushes his huge cock into me, fast and deep in one quick motion. Once he’s submerged in my tightness, it takes me a few seconds to feel anything, I’m so stunned. But then I feel it—the exquisite fullness. It’s frightening and deliriously wondrous all at once.
I have arealcock inside me. I’m having sex,for real.
The crowd, quiet for so long, erupts into bawdy roars, cheering Daddy Axel on. I gaze out at the people standing around the platform, shocked by their sudden outburst.
As Daddy Axel withdraws slightly from my pussy and then pushes back in, even deeper than before, the crowd continues their cheering. I close my eyes, vowing not to open them until this is all over.
The steady plunges of my daddy’s cock cause my clit to rub against the surface of the padded bench, and it’s not long before the friction of it brings me close to a release. I try to will myself not to come. It’s bad enough that I’m being claimed by four savages in front of an audience. I don’t want anyone to know how much pleasure I’m deriving from this experience.
They’re savages, all of them. Every last person in the crowd. And I don’t want them to think I’m enjoying even a second of this barbaric custom.
Daddy Axel tightens his hold on my hips and increases his pace, leaving it impossible for me to stop the wave of pleasure from crashing over me. I gyrate my hips as my release claims me, powerful and all-consuming. Seconds later, he stiffens and growls deep in his throat. He’s coming inside me, I realize. Spilling his seed. It’s dirty and it’s wrong, but I have no say in the matter. His brothers are holding me down as he finishes claiming me while the crowd screams in approval.
I gasp for breath and moan as he pulls out of me.
Trembling and dripping with both Daddy Axel’s seed and my own arousal, I wait for the next brother to take his turn.
“Such a good little girl you’re being, Josie,” Daddy Nash says into my ear. I can barely hear him above the roar of the crowd. “Now it’s my turn. Are you ready for me? I’m going to fuck your tight little pussy even harder than my brother. You need to be broken in properly.”
I can’t summon a response; I’m too weak in the aftermath of my release. Daddy Nash switches places with Daddy Axel, and I brace myself for another pounding. Though my pussy is throbbing with soreness, I’m also aching with need, anticipating the moment I’m filled up again with another huge cock. Without Daddy Axel’s length inside me, I feel strangely empty and I find myself hoping Daddy Nash doesn’t tease me before plunging into my sopping wet privates. What is wrong with me?
To my relief, Daddy Nash doesn’t waste any time stroking me or teasing me. He grabs my hips, places his cock at my entrance, and surges fast and deep. My head swims with dizziness. True to his word, he breaks me in, just as thoroughly as he promised. His plunges are almost painful, but that doesn’t stop another orgasm from approaching. Everything in my core tightens and then I fall apart, crying out as the rush of pleasure nearly consumes me, causing me to momentarily lose all sense of place and time. There is only the steady impact of Daddy Nash filling me up, over and over again, as I quake and bask in the ecstasy of his rough mating.
The thunderous cheering of the crowd eventually pulls me back to reality. Shame heats me all over, knowing that the other savages in the village have witnessed me coming twice already. Despite my promise to myself not to open my eyes again, I can’t help a quick glimpse at the crowd as Daddy Nash continues pumping into me. He’s lasting longer than Daddy Axel and I wonder how long this will go on. I’m already sore and there are still two brothers to go. I pray Daddies Erik and Gage will be somewhat gentle.
Just when I don’t think I can take one more thrust, Daddy Nash stiffens in the same manner as his brother before him. A second later, the hotness of his seed spurts into me, marking me as his. He growls and moans, gripping my hips as he completes inside my aching depths. When he pulls out, another wave of dizziness assails me.
I can’t help opening my eyes to see who’s going to be next. I’m panting breathlessly by the time Daddy Gage takes position behind me. However, I’m surprised when Daddy Erik moves in front of me at the same instant, takes his cock from his pants, and nudges it against my lips.
