Chapter 1 Lane #3
Hudson and Hayes unchained Oliver’s ankles just enough to flip him onto his back, reattaching the spreader to keep him splayed. They removed the gag, letting Oliver’s pleas spill free.
“Masters… fuck me… please… I need it,” he begged, his voice shaking.
Daddy did the same for me, flipping me onto my back, my head still so close to Ollie’s.
I looked down the length of my body at Grey, who was positioning himself between my legs.
“You will come when I say, kitten.” His cock, hard once more, slammed home alongside the toy still in me. My eyes rolled back at the feeling of being so, so full.
I sank into the happy space I went to when Daddy stuffed me, soft moans leaving me as I watched upside-down as Hudson pulled out Ollie’s tail plug, but left the dildo lodged deep in his pussy.
With hardly any warning to Oliver, Hudson then thrust his cock deep into his ass while Hayes fed his cock back into Oliver’s mouth. The room echoed with slaps of flesh, gurgles and moans, and the constant buzzing of the toys.
I envied Ollie at how full he must’ve felt. Maybe I needed to ask Daddy to plug my cockhole. Maybe that would make me feel fuller.
Oliver and I continued to stare at each other, our faces flushed, bodies rocking in unison under the assault.
“Fuck, he’s even tighter than usual,” Hudson hissed, a bead of sweat on his brow.
“Same here,” agreed Greyson. “It’s almost too tight.” He smirked down at Lane. “Come for me, princess. Let Daddy breed you like the good girl you are.”
My body convulsed as the orgasm ripped through me, my cock pulsing almost painfully against the unyielding grip of the cock ring, cum spurting in thick ropes across my flat belly and heaving chest.
Greyson’s thrusts didn’t falter; he drove deeper into my ass, grinding against my prostate with each punishing stroke, milking every last drop from my balls.
My cries filled the room as tears of overwhelming pleasure streamed down my face.
The prostate massager continued to vibrate throughout all of this, prolonging the ecstasy until it bordered on agony.
“Daddy,” I sobbed. “Please, no more—hurts.”
“I’m almost there, kitten. Almost—fuck—there.”
I bit my lip and tried to relax into the sensations. His Daddy needed to use him.
Tilting my head back, I watched as Hudson’s cock slammed into Oliver’s ass with brutal force, stretching him wide while Hayes gripped his hair, forcing his mouth down onto his thick shaft.
Oliver gagged around the intrusion, saliva dripping from his chin as he sucked desperately, his pussy clenching around the vibrating dildo that Hudson twisted deeper with each thrust. Oliver’s body shook, his limbs pulling taut against his restraints.
Grey leaned down, his breath hot against my ear as he whispered, “That’s it, kitten. Take it all for Daddy. You’re not done yet.” He pulled out abruptly, leaving my hole woefully empty and twitching, before flipping me back onto my stomach.
I gasped for air, my voice hoarse. “P-please, Daddy… more. I need you inside me again. I need your cum,” I begged.
“Doesn’t it hurt, baby?”
“Yes.” My eyes squeezed shut as I answered. “So much, Daddy. But I love hurting for you. Please breed me, please, please…”
“Such a needy little pet,” Daddy murmured, one hand tangling in my hair, pulling my head back to expose my throat. He bit down there, marking me as he thrust in earnest, causing my vision to blur.
Not far away, Hudson yanked Oliver upright by his leash. “Beg for it, slut,” Hudson growled, his hand cracking against Oliver’s ass.
“Fuck me harder, Masters. Use my holes until I can’t think,” Oliver pleaded, his voice breaking as Hayes shoved his cock back into Oliver’s mouth, muffling the words into wet, slurping sounds.
Meanwhile, Hudson hoisted Oliver’s hips higher, pounding into his ass while reaching around to yank the dildo free from his pussy, replacing it with his fingers—three at once, curling to hit that spot that made Oliver scream around Hayes’s cock.
Hayes face-fucked him without mercy, his balls slapping against Oliver’s chin, the outline of his cock visible each time it entered Oliver’s throat. “Swallow it all, pup.”
My nipples throbbed under the clamps, each movement, each thrust sending jolts straight to my groin, where my cock was suffering from the vibrating ring’s constriction and my overall oversensitivity. I reached down instinctively, trying to soothe it, but Grey slapped my hand away.
“No touching,” he growled.
I nodded frantically, submitting fully, my body under his control.
Oliver’s next orgasm built faster, his body betraying him as Hudson’s fingers pumped roughly into him. He squirmed against the restraints, the spreader bar still keeping his ankles locked apart.
Hayes pulled out just before his peak, stroking himself to spray hot cum across Oliver’s face, marking him obscenely. “Look at you, covered in cum like a whore. Now take Hudson’s load in your ass.”
Hudson groaned, his pace faltering as he buried himself deep, flooding Oliver’s insides with pulse after pulse of semen.
Greyson watched the display, his own arousal seeming to spike. He sped up, fucking me even harder. “Watch your friend get filled, kitten. That’s what’s coming for you.”
My eyes fixated on Oliver’s debauched form—cum dripping from his face, ass leaking as Hudson pulled out, only for Hayes to slide in next, claiming the sloppy seconds.
The sight made me shiver. “Daddy, I’m—”
Greyson cut me off with a sharp thrust, pumping his release deep inside with a guttural moan.
“So full,” I whimpered, my body twitching as another load filled me.
Greyson then draped himself over me, breathing heavily, sweat on his brow. “I’m calling it,” he panted. “Break time.”