CHAPTER 6 — BELLE
I feel sweat on the back of my knees, my palms, my hairline, as the redhead leans in close.
“I think there was a particular scene in the book that you really liked, wasn’t there, young lady?”
Oh my God. How would he know? I look at Ajax, who’s smiling. It’s not hard to imagine how. I think I dog-eared that part of the book, the part involving multiple men. I blush.
I try to look away, but the redhead is gripping my chin firmly.
“Since you love reading about it, why don’t you tell me?” he says.
I shake my head.
“Tell me,” he says.
The hand on my chin runs up to my lower lip and pulls. He puts his thumb into my mouth.
“It involved two men, didn’t it, young lady?” he asks.
I nod.
“Tell me what they were doing.”
Oh my God. “They were—” I swallow.
“Are you embarrassed right now?” he asks.
I don’t want to say anything.
“I know you are,” he says. “Because your dirty little secrets have been exposed. There’s nowhere you can hide. You want to read about shameful, dirty little things? Well, now you’re going to have your wishes come true. Sam,” he says.
I look back as the dark-haired man advances towards us.
“I think it’s time for this little lady to learn the gravity of what she’s been fantasizing about. Don’t you agree?”
The black-haired man—Sam, I guess—nods. “Of course,” he says, his voice smooth like aged whiskey. “Should we let her pick which of us takes which hole, or should we decide for her?”
Oh God. This is so embarrassing, them negotiating over me like I’m not even here.
The redhead looks at me, and I feel like he can see right through me.
“Let her pick,” Sam says. “It’ll be better that way.”
I want to melt into the floor. It’s absolutely not better that way, because now I have to voice it out loud.
“Go on,” Sam says, stepping towards me. “Tell me, which hole do you want me to take?”
I’m still quiet.
“Wow, for somebody who’s supposedly so talkative, you don’t have much to say now, do you? I think I can fix that.”
Quickly, he lifts me up and carries me to a bale of hay. He sits down and throws me over his lap. He starts raining down spanks on my ass, hard. I start squirming, and he pins me in place. After a minute, my flesh is stinging. He stops.
“Do you have an answer for me?”
I know I should say something, but I can’t. He dips his hand in between my legs and leans down to my hair.
“You’re so wet,” he whispers.
Somehow, the fact that he’s making it a secret intensifies everything.
“Tell me what hole you want right now, and I won’t tell everyone.”
It doesn’t even make sense, because I know everyone will find out anyways. But I blurt out, “Mouth.”
“Mouth it is,” he says. Then, louder: “She wants to suck my cock. Isn’t that right, Belle?”
I look away.
“Say it. Say, ‘I want to suck your cock.’”
I shake my head.
“Okay then, I’ll have to tell everybody what a dirty little girl you’ve been.” He dips his fingers in between my legs again. “Look how wet she is,” he says, and I hear some of the men laugh. “Now get on your knees,” he says, “and open that little mouth of yours.”
Someone has laid down a cushion, and I kneel on it. Sam undoes his pants and takes out his cock. It’s not as long as Ajax’s, but it’s thick and veiny. He smiles at me evilly as I look at him.
“I’m not going to be gentle on you,” he says. “I feel like everybody’s been tiptoeing around you, princess, and that ends here.”
He shoves his cock in my throat and starts throat fucking me. I start gagging. I feel hands behind me lifting my skirt.
“On your hands and knees,” the redhead says.
I shift forward so that I’m in that position. I feel him run his hand up my folds. I shiver, feeling my pussy clench. He sinks two fingers in me. It’s so private and degrading, but I feel myself get wetter.
“You’re soaked,” he says. “You’ve been dying for this, haven’t you? To have two men fucking you, using you like a little toy?”
For once, I’m glad that I have Sam’s cock down my throat, because I don’t have to answer.
I feel something fleshy at my entrance, and then the redhead groans as he pushes into me.
I feel a strong pressure. His hands dig into my hips, gripping them as he begins to thrust. With every thrust, my body pulses.
I feel like I’m being broken in, like a shoe somebody is stretching out.
The redhead grabs my hair, pulling. It makes it harder to suck Sam’s cock. Sam responds by shoving it further down my throat.
“You better drink every last drop, little girl,” Sam says, before ejaculating in my mouth. His cum tastes like fruit. It’s syrupy and sticky.
I gulp, swallowing it. He looks down and gives me a triumphant smile.
The redhead is still fucking me from behind.
He reaches around, grabbing one of my breasts.
I get that zing of pleasure that goes straight between my legs.
I hear his breathing get more ragged and realize he’s about to come.
He thrusts once more, and I feel more liquid fill me.
Immediately, semen is dripping down my thighs.
I look back. There’s so much of it, it’s dripping on the floor. I feel disgusting and sexy at the same time.
He pulls out, and I lean back, sitting on my heels. I look to my right and notice Ajax and the man in the suit approaching. My heart flips.
Oh, God. What do they have in store for me?