Chapter 13 Atlas
Atlas
My fingers dug into Linden’s hips with the second smack from the crop. My nipples ached even more from being bent over and having the clamps hang heavily. But I strangely liked the biting sensation and the sting on my ass.
Linden’s cock was hard and pressed against my cheek as my head rested on his thigh. I wanted to suck him down, but he and Hugh ran this show, marking my body as theirs. Then they’d worship me. Being their center of attention was my favorite part. I was desperate to be their world.
Hugh dragged the crop along my back, the gentle sensation confusing my skin while my body drew taut from the anticipation of another smack.
His finger dipped between the crease of my ass and pressed against my hole. I shoved back for more, which resulted in another hit; this one was harder.
My balls hung low and heavy, and my body was ready to release. I wasn’t sure I’d like this, but I did—a lot. I wanted more. So much more.
“Red or green, Princess?”
“Green.” It was an easy answer.
Hugh ran his hands over my ass again as he chuckled, which was deep and throaty. It was a laugh that carried promises of naughty pleasure.
“Do you want a go, Knight?”
“Thought you’d never ask.”
Linden helped me to stand, and I winced at the nipple clamps again. He flicked one of them, sending the pinching sting straight through my upper body. I shuddered at the sensation. “I didn’t think you could get any sexier, but here we are.”
“Bend back down and use your hands to brace yourself on the pool table,” Hugh ordered me.
I did as I was told, and again, I was tense with anticipation, not out of fear, but out of instinct.
My body simply reacted, and that was part of what turned me on.
I imagined being bent over Hugh’s lap at work, my slacks and underwear pulled down over my thighs as he spanked me for double-scheduling a meeting.
His large hand would hurt, and I’d cry out with promises of being a good girl.
Shit, yeah. I wanted that so much.
Linden didn’t go as easy on me as Hugh had. I understood they were testing the waters and my boundaries, but they definitely could have gone further.
The last one reverberated through my entire body, and I groaned loudly. Instead of doing it again, Linden dragged the leather tip of the crop through my crease and tapped my balls with it. I flinched. Would he hit them? Could I take it?
“Look how tight our princess is,” Hugh chuckled. He pressed his mouth close to my ear. His breath sent a wave of chills through me. “We’re not that cruel, sweetheart.”
Linden then tapped my cock with it before he pulled away, and the leather bit into my ass again.
He did that four more times before Hugh asked, “Do you think you’ve been punished enough?”
In response, I bent down even further to show that I wanted more. “Green,” I said.
“Fuck yeah… She likes it,” Linden said.
“Give her two more, then we’re done.” Hugh grabbed a fistful of my hair to lift my head and forced me to look at him. “We don’t want you injured.”
“Okay,” I breathed.
He let go of my hair and set my head gently back onto the table.
After Linden laid into me two more times, my ass was throbbing, and I could sense the heat emitting from my skin. It was a tingly and delicious feeling. I wanted them to do that again.
Before I could straighten my body, Hugh rested a heavy hand on my back, so I stayed still.
My forehead rested on the railing of the pool table, wondering what was next.
More punishment? What I hadn’t expected were the strong fingers prying my cheeks apart and a hot, wet tongue lapping at my hole as if I was Linden’s last meal.
“Oh, god…” I moaned.
All the tension instantly left my body, and I became a limp noodle as I got lost in the sensation, while my skin flushed with warmth. How was rimming arousing and relaxing at the same time? But it was.
Sensing movement next to me, I turned to watch Hugh strip naked. Fuck, he was as built as Linden, if not more. It was clear they took the time and patience to sculpt their bodies into marble statues… damn Michelangelo’s.
There was that familiar flicker of insecurity, but it left me as quickly as it came as Linden probed my hole with his tongue.
“Ugh…” I groaned.
“Feels good, doesn’t it?” Hugh asked.
“So good.”
“Do you like your cute, pink hole to be worshiped?”
“Yes, I love being worshiped, period.”
I hadn’t meant to let that last part slip out, but I clearly had no control over myself.
Hugh literally growled at that. “And we’re going to love worshiping you.” He lifted my head with two fingers pressed underneath my chin. “You’re our princess, and you’ll receive the royal treatment.”
My heart raced with that. We’d just started, and already it was becoming a bit emotionally overwhelming.
I wasn’t used to men treating me like I was some sort of god…
or in this case, a goddess. It was hard to feel special, and it’s something I’d always wanted to be for someone.
Hugh and Linden gave that to me, and I had no idea how I earned that status.
I could hear Linden spit, but it wasn’t on my ass. Suddenly, long, strong fingers wrapped around my cock, and he slid his spit along the length before stroking me firmly and rapidly enough to get the blood simmering throughout my groin area.
My eyes rolled, then fluttered closed, because I’d been teetering on the edge. His touch was going to send me plummeting in no time.
Without removing his fingers from my chin, Hugh shoved his thumb into my mouth. I instantly sucked it and opened my eyes to watch him get turned on.
“Fuck, those red lips wrapped around my thumb are… Jesus. Yeah, I think we’ve found ourselves the perfect princess, Knight.”
“Indeed, we have, King. I can’t wait to see how far we take this.”
I didn’t know how Hugh had so much control over his body because I was fucking dying.
He just stood there, his cock hard and leaking, but he made no move to stroke himself or make me suck him off.
Meanwhile, I was about to nut. The pressure was burning.
So close… Right when I was about to explode in relief, Linden let go of my cock and started fingering my hole.
“Mmphfmm,” I complained with my mouth still full of Hugh’s thumb, which he then removed. Before I could complain further, he shoved two fingers in, silencing me.
“No complaining. We’re going to edge you as often as we’d like. Only I can say when you come. If you do without permission, I’ll have to punish you again, this time harder.”
I whimpered, but accepted my fate.
Without letting me go, he glanced at Linden, still going to town on my ass. “Is he opening up?”
“Oh, yeah. He’s loose as hell.”
“Lube him up,” he ordered before shoving four fingers into my mouth.
I gagged a little around the digits. “You’re going to suck me off while Knight fucks the hell out of you.
Then I’m going to fuck you when he’s done.
We’re going to spit-roast you and breed the hell out of you.
When we’re finished, and if you’ve been a good girl, then we’ll let you come.
After that, the real worship begins. You like that, right? To be worshiped? Doted on?”
I nodded and blinked slowly because it was all I could do as drool leaked out of the corners of my mouth.
“Does Knight need to work you open more?”
I shook my head since I’d already prepped for tonight.
“Good, now open your mouth wide.”
As Linden dribbled oil over my ass and hole, Hugh removed his fingers. I swallowed my pooling saliva and wiped away the drool from my face. He leaned on the edge of the table to face me, and I opened up as he ordered. He held his cock upright, and I wrapped my lips around him.
“Sss… fuck yes.”
As soon as I swallowed him down, not quite to the root, because I wasn’t exactly a professional deep throater, Linden dragged the tip of his dick over my hole before pressing it in.
I forced my body to relax and bear down as he pushed deeper inside.
I breathed through the sting with my nose since my mouth was full of Hugh’s cock.
Once I relaxed with Linden, he pulled out and shoved back in.
I hadn’t been ready, so I choked on Hugh, gagging around him.
“Careful,” he chuckled.
I braced my hands on the railing on either side of Hugh’s thighs and took him down as far as I could go, using my tongue around the sensitive head and along his length.
Linden gripped my still-stinging ass, pulling out and snapping back in. “Fuck, I love this pussy. It’s like it was made for us, cuz.”
“Indeed,” Hugh agreed. “So is this mouth. Our princess was made to be used and then loved on.”
A hand reached around me and fisted my cock. Linden stroked as he rolled over my prostate, sending waves of warm pressure through me. I groaned, and the humming pulled a hiss from Hugh. “Such a good mouth. Do you like being fucked from both ends, sweetheart?”
I blinked back tears as I looked up at him. He grinned down at me and swiped away a tear that had fallen down my face. “So beautiful…”
“Seeing Princess bent over and sucking you off as I fuck her pussy is hot as fuck,” Linden rasped.
My face burned at his words. It was still weird to hear them feminize me like that, but it was kind of hot, too. Since they loved it, I wanted to please them.
The burning pressure congregated around my groin again. My spine tingled, and my skin broke out in waves of goose bumps. I focused on Linden’s touch and stroking my prostate with his cock. I was so fucking close.
Linden must have had some sixth sense in knowing when I was about to chase my climax because he let go of my cock. I whimpered at being denied my orgasm again.
They both laughed, the fucking sadists. I grumbled, but I knew they wouldn’t deny me forever.
I was so stretched and full as Linden pounded into me. It was hard to breathe as I got it from both ends, and I loved it. I was wanted, desired, and they found me sexy.
Linden was getting close as he pounded into me harder and faster, growling and grunting as he went, fingers digging into my hips hard enough to bruise.
I couldn’t take Hugh’s dick in my mouth any longer.
It was too much. My jaw and throat were starting to ache.
I spat him out and rested my forehead on his lower abdomen, my nose pressed between his thigh and cock.
It was my favorite spot because it was where men smelled the best. Hugh was all amber and musk.
He ran fingers through my hair as I took the pounding. Then he grabbed my hair and lifted me high enough to kiss me. He thrust his tongue into my mouth as aggressively as he had his cock. It was all about claiming and ownership.
I was lost in the overwhelming sensations. My body burned and ached. My balls were heavy and tight, needing a release. My ass throbbed inside and out. Don’t get me started on my nipples. Even my face hurt. I wasn’t accustomed to this sort of sex, but I wanted more because they chose me.
“Fuuuck,” Linden cried out as I was hit by a flood of hot cum, pumping and pulsing. He quickly pulled out, and when he slammed back in, he pulled me into him, deepening the move. He staggered and shuddered until he milked himself dry.
Those last movements nearly killed me, and I almost came from the constant friction over my prostate—without even being touched.
My body was covered in a sheen of sweat, and my curls were wet and sticking to my forehead. I was going to fucking die if I didn’t come soon. But I had to wait because it was Hugh’s turn to fuck me.
Linden pulled out, leaving me completely bereft of him. I nearly dropped to my knees, but Hugh held me up. Then Linden swiped my sensitive hole, swirling around his cum leaking out of me. He stepped next to me and brought his finger to my mouth. I opened up and sucked his cum off.
“Our princess is so well-behaved. Look how she gives in to us, King. She’ll do anything for us.”
“Of course, she will.”
“You chose wisely. No doubt.”
As Hugh had done earlier, Linden grabbed a fistful of hair, forcing me to look up at him as he bent down and consumed my mouth, drowning me in his kiss, leaving me breathless.
“My turn,” Hugh said. “I can’t wait to fuck that stunning ass.”
They swapped places, and it was Linden holding me up and Hugh about to fuck the hell out of me. God, could I take a second time without coming? I’d have to.