Chapter 7 #3
‘I saw how upset he was, and I remembered how upset I was when I got there. I remembered how I felt back then and,’ I close my eyes, feeling like I'm going to cry.
‘I couldn't save him. I left him there. He just wanted his mother to come back, take him away, and I kept wondering if she knew what was happening to him, what they were doing in the name of curing him. Will he leave one day and be a different person? Will he think like I did, that The Heath did him a favor?’
I break off and open my eyes.
'That's all I want to say about The Heath,' I say. 'That and I'm going to make sure that it's closed down and everyone knows what Stoke did and how his theories and methods hurt us. Hurt me.'
The guys are silent.
I clamber off of Shade’s lap, and he lets me go.
'Come on,' I say, taking his hand.
'Where to?'
'To the bedroom,' I answer.
He looks unsure. 'Are you sure you want to?'
'I'm sure,' I say. 'I've missed you guys and…’ I blink innocently. ‘I did keep more secrets, you know…’
I leave it there as I turn away, hoping that’s enough because I don’t want to have to actually ask for Shade to spank me, or be rough with me. I just can’t voice those things out loud.
When I look over my shoulder as I enter our bedroom, I see the guys getting up to follow me and I grin as I shed my sweater and the top under it, my body anticipating the warmth of them, of having them with me, holding me, touching me, feeling them moving inside of me.
Blake comes in last and sits down in a chair in the corner.
I've noticed he likes to watch. I bite my lip as I look at him and I see him clock the move, his eyes darkening.
I don't try to be seductive after that because I suck at it. Instead, I just remove the rest of my clothes. It seems to be enough for them though because they all seem excited about what we’re going to do next.
Shade
Not for the first time since the club caught fire, I've wished we could go back into the Dark Lounge.
I wish that again as I see Daisy undress slowly–what I wouldn't give to strap her to the St. Andrew's Cross or tie her to the table, or put her into the swing.
She seems okay after what happened, even when she talked about it. Resilient, as always. I know there's a lot she doesn't say, and a lot she doesn't want to feel. She buries, and I understand. I get it. I’m glad she trusts us enough to tell us most things now, though.
I watch Mav kiss her, his large hands caressing, pinching, making her gasp.
I glance back at Blake and smirk. He looks more relaxed and himself than I’ve seen him in weeks. I know it’s because she’s back and because she’s safe.
Our tattooed friend seems to like watching over participating a lot more these days. He takes his time with Daisy without us. That’s his prerogative, but I sort of want to give him a show that has him out of his chair and reconsidering being part of the scene.
I don't approach Daisy and Mav, but I position myself in the room so that I can see everyone.
'Put her on the bed,’ I grind out.
Mav grins almost evilly. I bet he's wondering what I've got planned.
He eases our girl down to the bed gently.
‘Arms over her head,’ I say.
She stares at me with wide eyes and does what I say. Her obedience goes right to my dick.
I keep my fingers in the beltloops of my low slung jeans, mostly because I've noticed that when she looks at me, she follows the contours of my muscles down and down.
She licks her lips a little. I don't even think she knows she's doing it because practiced seduction is not her thing.
'Do you have any rope?' I ask Blake, his lips turn upwards just a little as he takes the duffel bag that’s next to him and throws me some.
It's black and thick and soft.
'Mav’s going to tie you up, Daisy,' I say. 'Do you remember your safe words?'
Her eyes are huge, anticipation and a little fear warring in them, but she nods.
'What are they?' I ask.
'Red to stop. Green to keep going.'
'And how are you feeling now?'
'Green,' she breathes, offering her wrists as I throw the length of rope over to Mav.
He ties her up deftly and then, as an afterthought, he secures her tied arms to the slats of the bed frame at the back of the headboard.
Her breathing is already quickening.
I look back at Blake to see he's got another length of rope. He offers it to me, and I take it, throwing that over to Mav as well.
‘Her legs. I want them spread wide, knees up in the air.’
Mav nods and throws part of the rope under the bed, bringing it up around the other side. He secures her knees, pulling it tight, bearing her core to us.
'She has such a pretty little pussy, doesn't she?' I ask the others.
Even Blake is on his feet, across the room, standing between her legs and looking down.
And our girl loves the attention.
My hand slaps her thigh, and she jumps with a whimper, but her eyes are turning molten with desire.
I nod at Mav, and he does the same.
'Are you going to join us, or go back to your little chair to watch?' I ask Blake.
‘I’ll join,’ he smirks. ‘How could I not when our little whore is trussed up so nicely for us to use?’
He sits close to her head and begins to play with her tits, rolling the nipples, licking them, and then blowing on them to make them perky and hard like little pebbles.
She makes a noise between a mewl and a moan, and I look at her sternly.
'Do you need to be gagged?' I ask.
She blinks at me and doesn't say anything.
I grab the panties she took off from the floor, a little scrap of satin.
'Open,' I say, stuffing it into her waiting mouth with a smile.
‘She likes that,’ Mav comments, and I see that he's got his fingers on her, stretching her lower lips wide so that we can see every little detail of her cunt.
‘She's practically dripping already,’ he says, sliding one finger into her.
She moans as he curls it forward, her hips bouncing, before he takes his smaller finger and pushes it deep into her ass.
'Such a bad girl,' he murmurs, pumping into both her holes with his fingers, making her undulate on the bed.
I hear muffled whimpers as I kneel next to her, wet my fingers, and begin to rub her clit slowly, flicking it a little, making her jump. I lean over and suck it into my mouth.
Her body tenses, and she strains against the ropes that keep her exactly where we want her.
Mav chuckles low.
'Which hole shall I take first?' he asks.
'Her mouth is mine,' Blake says, and I see him pull the panties out of her mouth, unceremoniously replacing them with his cock.
Before she can even draw a breath, he pushes into her, and she sucks on him greedily.
'Do it,' I say to Mav.
He lines himself up and slams into her, grunting at the tightness.
'Fuck,' he grinds out. 'I'd forgotten how well this pussy milks my cock.'
His hips snap forward, making Daisy moan low behind Blake’s dick. She gags a little as he goes too far, and I notice that he pulls back immediately.
'Such a good little whore for us,' he says. 'Aren't you, little slut?'
He pinches her tits some more, and she moans again.
Blake sets a punishing pace, driving into her mouth.
I want her as well, but for the moment, I'm content to watch as my best friends play with our girl. She comes suddenly, and Mav’s thrusting slows as he throws his head back, grinding out a curse.
‘I can feel her pussy fluttering around me, squeezing me. Fuck.’
He comes, his hips snapping as he grips her hips.
When he’s finished, he pulls out and glances back at me, giving me a wink.
'Got her nice and ready for you,' he says.
And then he takes his place beside her head, playing with her nipples and then her clit, while I position myself between her legs. I pull her open wider, watching as Mav’s come leaks out of her, and I grin darkly.
One day in the future, when all this is over, and we’re set up somewhere, and she’s ready, we're going to fuck a baby into this girl, and none of us are going to have a clue which of us is the father.
With a groan, I ease into her.
She's wet and hot. I feel like I'm home.
I take her slower, savoring her, needing to be present for every second.
'God, I've missed you.'
I realize I'm saying the words out loud and I keep going, needing to say the rest.
'Don't ever leave us again,' I say. ‘Never. Promise.'
Blake moves his cock out of her mouth so she can answer.
'I promise,’ she whimpers, her face searching for Blake again, and he acquiesces.
She sucks him back into her hot, wet mouth. His eyes roll back in his head as he grips her hair and thrusts in and out from between her lips.
I spend the next few minutes moving leisurely, enjoying every moment, wanting this to last forever.
But when I can’t take it anymore, I grab her tightly and push in as far as I can, loving the fact that one day we're going to do this for real.
'I'm gonna fuck a baby into you one day,' I say to her.
She widens her eyes but doesn't look disgusted or horrified. I note that the other two glance at each other, and then at her. They seem surprised.
I come hard, bathing her insides with my cum, and she lets out a cry as she succumbs to the pleasure again, maybe at the thought of us breeding her.
I pull out of her, panting, and go into the bathroom to get a washcloth.
While I'm gone, I hear Blake finish as well, and by the time I come back to the room, the ropes are slack, and Daisy is being eaten out by Blake.
He's lapping at the come between her legs, and the sight is oddly erotic.
He licks her, cleans her with his tongue before sucking on her clit and making her come hard again.
He makes her come at least two more times while we watch. She’s a quivering mess by the time I finally tap his shoulder to stop him.
'I think she's had enough,' I say, 'at least for now.'
He takes the washcloth from my hands and makes sure she's clean while Mav and I untie her, freeing her from the ropes.
She sits up, swaying a little and looking a bit worse for wear.
Her legs shake as she gets to her feet and goes into the bathroom.