Chapter 23 #2
I swallow hard. Damn... that thing really is enormous. Even though I’ve felt it intimately, seeing it like this, in this red light… it seems almost otherworldly.
I startle when I realize this isn’t triggering me at all. The expectation of being submissive would have set me off before. What Synn did to me; ass-raping me, must not be scary anymore. I realize I trust him.
I blow out a breath in relief.
Synn pushes me back onto the mattress, lowering his huge body over mine. Anticipation is making my heart thrum faster.
His hair falls into his eyes when he leans in to capture my lips again. I moan into him, his tongue lighting me up all over.
He kisses me one more time, than commands, “Get up. Go to the table and lie down.”
I’m shaking in anticipation. I do as he says, lying down on the padded table. Synn buckles me in, hands and feet.
“Are you okay?” he asks softly.
“Yeah.”
Synn slaps me on my breast. “You will call me King, understand?”
Fuck. Yes.
“Yes, my King.”
“Good girl. I'm going to blindfold you now.”
Synn walks over to the corner, lifting a pretty, fur-lined, black blindfold and carrying it back. I lift my head, and he slips it over, covering my eyes.
“Still good?” Synn checks in again.
“Yes, my King.” I’m so turned on my entire lower half is throbbing.
I feel his lips brush across my throat, then move lower to my chest. Feather-light kisses are rained down over my middle, then to my pussy.
He licks up the center of my core, and I cry out. “My King!”
I thrash in the restraints, wanting to touch him badly. I’m so caught up in the feelings Synn’s pulling from me I don’t realize there’s a mouth suctioned to my breast—while Synn is still licking me between my legs.
“What the fuck?” I gasp out loud. “Who...?”
“Bad girl,” Synn growls, biting my clit.
I feel the blindfold lifted from my eyes, and blink several times. Hunter leans over me. “Holy fuck...”
He laughs. “Now, now Pretty Girl. My rules are this: You call me Daddy and only speak when asked to. Use the safe word, red, if you need to.”
I'm a trembling mess of arousal and need. I suck in a breath, nodding.
They’re both going to dominate me. Oh my fucking God.
I’m unshackled from the table, and Hunter sets me on my feet. He pushes on my lower back.
“Bend over the table,” he orders, his voice huskier than usual.
I do as he says. My ass is rubbed gently by four hands, and I whimper. It’s smacked with a loud thwack, then again—several more times, in quick succession.
“Say ‘thank you, King’,” Synn commands.
“And count after every smack,” Hunter adds.
I groan, the sting of the spankings bringing me higher. I wait for the next one.
Something besides a hand hits me right across both ass cheeks, and I brokenly gasp, “One. Thank you, King and Daddy.”
“Good girl,” Hunter praises. “That’s a flogger, Pretty Girl. If it becomes too much, say the safe word.”
I have no plans of using that word. I want to see where this goes. Though if I’m not allowed to come soon, I might explode.
Another lick from the flogger comes. “Two, thank you, Daddy. And King.”
They spank me eight more times, each time stinging more than the last. I wince, but the pain is turning into pleasure. I’m panting by the time they finish.
Hunter lifts me, carrying me to the bed. He slowly strips off his clothes, laying on my left side. Synn sinks down on my right.
“You’ve been so good, Pazessca. You deserve to feel good now,” Synn murmurs.
Hunter parts my legs wide, placing my feet onto the mattress. I'm more splayed out this way, knees touching the bed in a butterfly position.
Hunter attacks my breasts, licking and sucking. He switches from breast to breast, and my hands come up to thread in his messy blonde hair.
Meanwhile, my wicked Synn slides his fingers through my drenched pussy, settling on my sensitive clit. His other hand spears me with two fingers, thrusting in and out.
All I can do is moan. No words are forming in my brain.
“Can you take more, Pazessca?” Synn asks.
“Yes, my King.”
Another finger breaches my entrance, stretching me more. “You will take more—as much as I give,” Synn commands, no room for argument in his tone.
I can’t help but gasp as another finger enters me. It's Hunter’s this time.
“Too much,” I choke out.
My clit is slapped, and I almost come. Hunter adds another finger. They’re both wiggling their fingers around, widening me.
“I think she’s almost ready,” Hunter rasps, his voice deeper, drenched with desire.
I look down. Synn raises his eyes to mine. “Watch me make you come. Don't close your eyes.”
He circles my clit mercilessly, and within seconds, a powerful orgasm blows through me like a hurricane.
“My King!” I yell.
Synn smirks, trading glances with Hunter. “Think she can take us both?”
“Can you take us both in that tight little pussy?” Hunter asks, nipping my ear as he whispers into it.
“Wait... what? At the same time? How is that even possible?”
My eyes widen, fear and uncertainty playing over my face. They don’t punish me for talking out of turn.
Hunter says, “It’s more than possible, Pretty Girl. Think of how it will feel. Both our cocks rubbing every inch of your walls, rubbing against each other...”
My pussy floods the bed, a release I didn’t see coming squirting out of me. I never thought of it before, but their cocks rubbing together? God. Why is that so erotic?
“Do it,” I whisper.
My legs are spread wider, and they both kneel between them. They stroke their cocks.
“Please, please,” I start to beg.
Synn goes first, sliding into me with no resistance.
“Synn... King…” My moans grow louder.
This is our first time having sex like this, in a room like this, where he is fully dominant, and it feels incredible. He’s so thick and long, the piercings on his cock adding to the heightened sensations.
Synn strokes in and out of my eager pussy. He rotates his hips, grinding against my walls. Once he’s all the way in, he stops for a moment.
“Good?” he asks.
“Yes, yes, my King,” I chant.
“My turn.” Hunter goes next. He very slowly breaches his tip at my entrance, shallowly feeding his head in a little at a time.
“Too much... too full...” I shake my head as tears stream from my eyes due to sensory overload.
“You will take my cock too. Every fucking inch,” Hunter says in a sexy voice, making me soak Synn’s dick.
“Hurry up, man. I can’t hang on much longer,” Synn complains.
I hold my breath as Hunter’s tip pops through, and my back arches off the bed. He keeps going, until his cock is buried deep inside me, next to Synn’s.
I have to look down to see. I’m stretched wider than I ever believed was possible.
My mouth opens when they begin to move in tandem. Synn pulls out while Hunter pushes in. They take turns, both garbling curse words as they fuck me together.
“Are you going to come for us, Pretty Girl?” Hunter asks in a husky tone.
“Yes, Daddy!” I scream, coming all over them both.
It triggers Synn first.
“Fuck. I'm coming, Pazessca.” His jizz shoots inside me, feeling almost hot.
“God, Pretty Girl. I’m coming, too,” Hunter moans.
Hunter fills me up with his hot come, and I am so full of it, it’s running onto the mattress beneath me.
“Pretty Girl... fuck.”
They both slowly pull out one at a time and collapse onto the mattress next to me. All that can be heard for a few minutes is heavy breathing.
“That was... intense. But so damn good,” I say.
“You did so good, Baby Girl,” Synn leans over to kiss me.
“Let’s get you cleaned up,” Hunter says, rising to fetch a towel from a stack in the corner of the room. He cleans me up as much as possible.
“Off to your room to shower. You've got a concert to get ready for,” Synn says next, taking my hand to help me up.
We all get dressed and leave the room.
I look back once more, grinning at how insanely hot being submissive to them both was.
I feel powerful. I took that shit right back—with the help of Synn and Hunter.
“Thank you both.”
They each kiss me, not needing to ask why I am thanking them.
I smile all the way back to my room.