Chapter 2 #2
He grunted, his hand going to my hair to tangle his fingers in it. His friend watched silently as I wrapped my lips around him and pushed him deep down my throat, a curse leaving both of them. His friend’s was only a whisper, but it hit me straight in the core as my panties dampened.
A moan escaped me, my free hand dropping between my legs with every intention of touching myself, but the fingers in my hair tightened in warning.
“You don’t get to come yet. You haven’t earned it. Be a good, dirty whore and gag on me.”
I pushed him as deep as possible and swallowed around him, his hips thrusting into my face.
“No gag reflex?” he hummed with interest, his fingers tightening almost painfully in my hair as he started fucking my throat harder.
Saliva dribbled from my mouth and down my chin as I took it, sucking in air the second he pulled back to let me breathe. His fingers dug into my jaw as he gripped me, smacking his cock against my cheek with his other hand.
I was sputtering, trying to catch my breath, and then his friend moved closer with his cock already in hand, stroking himself.
I heard something behind us but couldn’t see, wondering if there were more of them out here.
The guy’s friend swapped places with him, and I almost came when he lifted the bottom of his mask a fraction and tilted my chin up, spitting in my mouth. I swallowed it, my body buzzing and begging him for more.
I’d had wild sex before, but not like this, and we’d barely started.
Eagerly, I opened my mouth again and he chuckled softly, the sound lighter than the first guy’s. I wanted him to say something, but he didn’t as he rested a forearm against the tree and stepped closer, feeding me his dripping cock and forcing it down my throat.
My head smacked against the tree as he pressed me back into it, his hips hard against my face as he fucked my throat with brutal thrusts. I couldn’t breathe, my head swimming as my ears started ringing.
Then, he pulled out and slapped my cheek with his palm, my pussy clenching in response.
“Fuck me,” I choked out, wincing as a phone appeared in front of my face and the flash went off.
“So pretty.” It was barely a whisper, his hand reaching out to cup my chin as he rubbed a finger across my lips, and I happily sucked it into my mouth.
My lipstick was likely to be all over my face, and he made sure of it as he pulled his wet finger out and dragged it across my lips, smearing it down my chin and around my mouth.
My mouth opened as he dug his fingers into my jaw slightly, and he lifted the mask enough to spit in my mouth again.
The only light out here came from the moon, but it was still cast in shadows due to all the trees. How could he even see me behind that mask?
“She’s such a good little slut,” the other guy praised, his large hand grabbing my bicep and hauling me to my feet. “Spead your legs.”
I did as I was told, cool air brushing across my damp thighs as he tugged my skirt up around my middle, exposing my pink thong. A soft curse left me as he bent down to grab the knife, cutting the thin straps of material to leave me bare.
“Wider,” he instructed, my feet shuffling apart even more until his hand moved to my wet skin, his fingers teasing my pussy before he slapped it hard, a shriek of surprise leaving me. “Such a dirty girl. She’s fucking soaked for us. You like choking on cock?”
“Yes,” I groaned, my hips tilting forward in a silent plea.
He tsked, a thrill racing through me when he spoke again. “I need rope.”
A third guy stepped into view, his mask identical to the other two, and he handed some rope over silently. My wrists were tugged in front of me as the rough rope was secured around them, then they were lifted high above my head.
I jumped as something started tapping loudly, my head lifting to see they were hammering something into the tree. When they were done, whatever it was had secured my hands in place, trapping me.
I tugged a little to test it, my stomach flipping when they cut my shirt and skirt off, leaving me completely naked.
I had no idea who was who as they moved around, deliberately switching positions to confuse me, and then something hard pressed against the opening of my pussy.
It definitely wasn’t a cock.
Whoever was in front of me moved it back and forth through my wetness, the glow of the neon crosses over the eyes burning into mine as they finally started pushing it inside.
A whimper escaped me, my hands tugging on the rope. I wished they were free so I could touch him.
Slowly, he dropped to his knees and lifted his mask to the top of his head, and when I went to look down, one of the others grabbed my throat to stop me.
“You want to come?” the guy holding my throat asked, telling me it was the first guy that had caught me. He seemed to be the only chatty one out of all of them.
Maybe he was the boss?
I nodded, gasping as a mouth closed around my clit and sucked, the object between my legs pushing in and out of me in long, deep strokes.
My legs shook as he brought me closer to the edge, and when I went to close my legs, something stung my thigh and made me gasp.
“Careful, that knife is sharp,” the chatty guy snickered, his fingers flexing around my throat.
I swallowed, staring at him and wishing he’d take the mask off.
I didn’t recognize his voice, but he sounded hot.
Something was severely fucking wrong with me.
“Take off your mask so I can see you,” I whispered, straining against the rope. “Please, I—”
The mouth on my clit worked harder, the devilish tongue flicking back and forth until I was panting.
I came with a scream, thankful for the rope holding me up or I would’ve collapsed.
“You want me to take my mask off?” the guy answered while his friend tongued my clit as I rode out the climax.
Hope filled me as he grabbed the bottom of his mask, but he leaned closer and only lifted it enough for his mouth to show, pressing his lips to my neck.
Goosebumps broke out across my skin as he licked and sucked across my neck, throat, and shoulder, my eyes fluttering closed.
The knife handle was removed from my pussy, and a tongue slid up my thigh with a groan, making it sting. It must have gotten cut before.
“Suck it clean,” the guy kneeling whispered, my brain catching up to what he said once he was standing with the knife handle in front of my face, pressing it to my lips.
I opened, swallowing it down and running my tongue over the handle until he took it away, then I was spun around, a hand cracking against my ass.
Warmth covered my back as one of them stepped up behind me, and I pushed my ass back a little as I felt a warm cock brush it.
“Condom,” I said breathlessly, pulling on the rope a little when I felt the head press against my pussy from behind. “Hey, wrap it up.”
“We’re going to leave you dripping with our cum like the slut you are,” the talkative one said darkly, seeming to have the knife now as he ran the metal down my arm. It didn’t cut me, and part of me wished it had.
“How do you know if I’m on birth control? Are you clean? Hey!” I bit out as the guy behind me pushed inside with a groan, his hands going to my hips to keep me in place.
“Don’t give a fuck if you’re on birth control or not. I like roulette,” he murmured, leaning close to nip my earlobe. I was on birth control, so I wasn’t worried about that, but I had no idea who these guys were. I was always careful.
He laughed when I tried to fight the restraints to turn around, his hand going to the back of my neck to stop me, and the third guy who’d been watching stepped closer, wrapping something around my eyes to cut off my vision.
Everything went black, the guy behind me starting to fuck me harder, and my next protest was cut off by a surprisingly sweet kiss.
My body went slack as I kissed them back, gentle fingers stroking my cheek as a tongue slipped into my mouth.
The bark of the tree was rough on my nipples, but I leaned into it more when I felt a hand slip between my pussy and the tree. Fingers teased my clit, and my senses went into overdrive now that I couldn’t see.
A second set of lips started kissing my neck, and I moaned when a finger breached my ass.
They were touching me everywhere, my body humming for a release.
“You get to come every time we do. Understand?” one of them whispered in my ear, the sound drawing my attention. The voice was different than the two I’d heard, and I strained to listen better as he kept talking. “You’re doing so good for us. You want our cum, don’t you?”
I nodded, the voice calming me. He was like a beacon of light in the darkness, reassuring me without even meaning to, despite his voice being so quiet I could barely make out what was being said.
Lips found mine again as hands held either side of my face, and I cried out as the guy fucking me pushed two fingers into my ass.
“Shh, good girl,” the guy kissing me murmured, my body tightening with need.
“I need to come,” I begged, my hands fisting as if it would help stop it.
“You can come when you’ve taken his load. Fuck her harder,” the chatty guy ordered as the lips vanished from mine, the guy fucking me keeping his fingers deep in my ass as his cock slammed in and out of my pussy.
He grunted, burying deep and slowing his thrusts, my body tightening around him as I came hard alongside him. I squirted, the guy pulling out just to slam back in again and making the liquid run down my legs.
I didn’t get to have a break before someone else was taking his place, a hand sliding around my throat as teeth nibbled my ear. They pushed inside with ease, thanks to the mess between my legs, but he didn’t fuck me for long before pulling out and pressing his wet cock to the tight ring of my ass.
“Wait,” I blurted out, a little surprised when he paused. “Will it hurt?”
“Is this tight hole untouched?” he growled, waiting for me to nod before groaning. “Fuck. I’ll make it good, baby. I promise. Cut the rope and let her down.”