Page 41 of Savage Daddies
“Lift her legs higher and spread her wider.” Daddy Axel’s request prompts me to open my eyes. I watch as he withdraws the lollipop from my center. His brothers are quick to force my legs wider, lifting them and pulling them outward. It’s an uncomfortable position that leaves me more vulnerable than before, and I flush when a breeze enters the room and I feel the impact of the cool air upon my spread anus.
My heart races and my eyes widen when he places the tip of the lollipop at my most private hole. I try to wriggle away, but his brothers hold me firmly in place.
“No, Daddy Axel, no,” I say in a pleading tone. The candy is about three times the thickness of the finger Daddy Erik inserted into my bottom yesterday. There’s no way I’ll be able to accommodate the lollipop and I struggle harder.
But it’s no use.
They have a secure hold on me and there’s nothing I can do to prevent Daddy Axel from pushing the tip of the candy, glistening with my arousal, inside my tight, clenching pucker.
“Oh!” I gasp. “Oh, no, not in my bottom.Please.”
“Yes. Right in your bottom. You can struggle and protest all you want, little Josie, but after teasing us with the lollipop, you’re getting exactly what you deserve.”
The sense of fullness and the pressure is unimaginable. I toss my head back and forth as he maneuvers it deeper and deeper. Every now and then, he withdraws slightly, only to thrust it further inside. To my mortification, my pussy throbs and I know I’m growing wetter and wetter.
“Your clit is becoming quite engorged,” Daddy Axel says, placing his free hand upon my center. He grazes his thumb over my clit, spreading my moisture over it at a torturously slow speed while he doesn’t miss a beat as he continues sliding the lollipop in and out of my asshole.
Without conscious thought, I attempt to lurch upward, seeking more of his touch. But I can’t move an inch because his brothers are still holding me in place. When it comes to pain or pleasure, I’m completely at their mercy. Each time my bottom clenches around the candy, I gasp and another heated flush rolls through me. I open my eyes to take note of whose teeth are latched around my nipple—it’s Daddy Nash’s—and who is caressing my inner thighs—Daddy Erik. I realize it’s Daddy Gage who keeps kissing my neck, his beard tickling me and causing my scalp to prickle with a rush of sensation that’s both hot and cold. I shudder and revel in the feel of all their hands on me.
“You may come whenever you wish, little girl,” Daddy Gage says, raising his head. “Come while Daddy Axel pumps the lollipop into your tightest hole.” He immediately lowers his lips to my neck, leaving a trail of goosebumps in the wake of his sensuous kisses.
His words, coupled with Daddy Axel’s increased pressure upon my clit as he gradually circles my throbbing nubbin faster, hurls me into a climax that’s so intense, my vision blurs and I believe I might faint. When the waves of pleasure crashing over me finally recede, I’m panting and flushed, disoriented and so fatigued I don’t think I’ll be able to stand on my own anytime soon.
But I don’t have to rise on my own. After Daddy Axel gently withdraws the lollipop from my bottom, he lifts me in his arms and carries me down the hall to the bathroom. His brothers follow.
They draw me a warm bath and take turns running a soapy cloth over every inch of my body. Once they finish, they dry me off and wrap me in a fluffy white robe. I think they’re going to tuck me into bed, but instead Daddy Gage carries me to the rocking chair in the living room. He sets down with me in his lap and stares at me with what could only be love gleaming in his startling clear blue eyes. Despite my utter weariness, I manage a smile at him. He leans down to kiss my forehead, his lips lingering upon my flesh for one long, heart-stopping moment.
Then he rocks me in his huge, comforting arms, as if I’m the most precious thing in the world to him. How he, as well as the rest of my mates, can show me such tender care despite only knowing me for a few days, I’ll never know. I’ve never experienced romantic love, in real life, anyway, but I’m starting to believe they truly care about me.
Just before I drift off, a profound sense of belonging falls over me.
This is where I belong.
Here in this house with my four strict but caring daddies.
* * *
When I awake, it’sdark outside. I yawn and stretch, as best I can while being held by Daddy Gage. I must have slept for hours on end, yet he’s still here. Still rocking me in his arms.
“Good evening, sleepyhead.” He grins at me.
Warmth fills me, and I can’t help but return his smile. “Good evening, Daddy Gage. What time is it?”
“Half past nine. Are you hungry? You slept through lunch and dinner.”
“Well, you all sort of wore me out,” I retort. Heat sears my face as I recall every scandalous detail of what happened after our return from the market. Being claimed by each of my daddies, one after the other. Having my privates spread wide open. Being held down while Daddy Axel shoved a lollipop into my pussy, and later, into my bottom hole. Coming hard while my ass was filled with the candy and he stroked my clit.
“You’re adorable when you blush, little girl.”
Daddy Gage’s comment only makes my face flush hotter. He chuckles and gazes down at me with a look of tender playfulness. He hugs me to his chest and warmth surges through me. I wonder if he loves me, or if any of his brothers love me. Do I love them? I’m not sure, but when I imagine suddenly losing them or being forced to return to Emerald, my chest tightens with unimaginable pain. I’m grateful my face is hidden in Daddy Gage’s chest so he can’t notice my anxious expression. Taking a few deep breaths, I try to calm the sudden storm of emotions my dark musings have caused.
Everything is fine. The savages truly want you, and they’ll protect you. You belong to them forever. Nothing bad will happen.
But it’s difficult to believe nothing bad will ever happen. When I lived in the techno-city, I never thought any harm would visit me there. The Wise Leaders promised we were safe, and even though I had my doubts about many things they told us, I at least felt secure within the dome encasing our techno-city. But I’m not in Emerald anymore, and the wildlands are just that—wild. Dangerous. Unpredictable.
Being kidnapped by the savages was the first unpredictable event that ever occurred in my whole life. Before that day, I knew exactly what to expect, day after day, year after year. There were no surprises in the techno-cities.
What will tomorrow bring?
