26. Emelia
26
EMELIA
5 WEEKS LATER
I blink my eyes open and immediately regret my decision. My eyelids feel like sandpaper scraping against my corneas. I attempt to lift my hands to rub them, but find that I’m unable to do so, because my hands are bound behind me with zip ties.
Just fucking great.
My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth as I open it to speak. Why is everything so dry and crusty? I look around the dimly lit room and find the large metal door open just a crack. Orange light flickers from the gap in the door. I push myself to my feet and take a few unsteady steps forward before my knees give out.
My temper flares as I try to remember what they did to me this time, but I come up short. The last thing I remember was going to sleep in my own bed. Did they fucking drug me? I move my tongue around my dry mouth, trying to encourage some saliva to coat my gums.
They did!
They fucking drugged me!
I’m going to kill them.
I push myself back up and make it to the door this time. “Oh, boys!” I call out as I shoulder open the door and take in the room. There are hundreds of different sized candles burning all around the room, bathing it in a warm, amber glow. My eyes are drawn to the pile of cushions and blanks in the middle of the floor.
“Hello, love,” A distorted voice sounds from behind me.
I turn and come face to face with the heart mask I love so much. But I know who they are, so why are they using the distorters tonight?
The other three step out of the shadows, all wearing their masks and the same black on black suits that go so well with them. Silas steps forward and wraps his arms around me from behind, holding me tightly against his chest. “Strip her.”
Declan and Hector move forward with a predatory grace and I feel like a gazelle trapped between two lions. Declan cuts the ties binding my wrists together with a pocket knife before slowly undressing me, leaving me naked and exposed before them. “Are you ready, Love?” All their voices sound the same when they use the distorter, and they all call me the same thing, so it’s hard to tell who is who. I’m glad they're wearing their masks though, so at least I can tell from that.
I nod eagerly and drop to my knees on the pile of cushions, waiting for them to tell me what game we’re playing tonight. “We’re filling you up tonight. Every hole will be dripping with our cum.” My stomach dips in excitement and my core clenches. I already feel wetness pooling at my center. I’m so ready for this.
I lick my lips and reach for Declan’s waistband. I lower the zipper, pull out a throbbing cock, and freeze. There’s an apadravya piercing shimmering in the candlelight. I look over my shoulder at Hayden and find he’s got his cock in his hand, and there’s no piercing in sight.
Holy fucking shit.
They’ve swapped masks.
I look over at who I thought was Silas and notice that this cock also has an apadravyas. I have no idea who is who at this point, and I have no idea who else got a piercing besides Hayden. “You guys are playing dirty,” I whisper and drag the flat of my tongue up the underside of the cock in my hand.
No one answers me as I suck the cock into my mouth, my tongue flicking the cold metal and earning a low moan from the owner. He pulls his cock free and takes a step back before dropping to his knees and pushing my shoulders until I’m on my back. Two other men also drop down and each one holds one of my wrists, restraining me. The last man drops down and places his palms on either side of my face, angling it until all I can see is him.
Then I feel a tongue on my clit and my body arches off the blanket. He works me until I’m nothing more than a quivering mess, begging for release as he yanks me back from that ledge over and over again. “Please,” I sob out after the fourth orgasm denial. “Please someone fuck me.”
“Oh, love,” the one holding my face chuckles and strokes away the tears on my cheeks. “There is no ‘someone’. We’re all fucking you tonight. Together.”
My entire body shudders and my skin heats with desire as they slip a blindfold over my eyes. I lay on my back, panting softly and listen to the soft drag of fabric hitting the floor repeatedly. Someone lays down on the cushions and pulls me onto him until we’re chest to chest. I can feel his heart beat thundering against his ribcage. “You gonna anchor, big boy?” I ask when he sinks his cock into my aching pussy with one slow thrust.
I lick my lips when someone else traces the tip of his cock against my lips. I flick my tongue against the piercing, lapping up the precum already leaking from the slit. I can feel someone crowd in behind me and press a hard cock at my asshole. I clench involuntarily, waiting for the burning pain, but he just continues to tease me as the other cock slowly moves in and out of my dripping center.
“Are you ready, love?” He asks me and pops open the lube, rubbing a generous amount between my cheeks.
I bite back the smart remark on the tip of my tongue. “Please,” I whisper and cant my hips, grinding down against the pelvis below me. I gasp as he enters me from behind, stretching me to the max. I feel so impossibly full. I let out a deep groan as he bottoms out in my ass. They both still for a moment, giving me time to adjust to their girths before they start a slow rhythm.
One slides in while the other slides out. Over and over again.
The man in front of me grips my hair by the roots, distracting me from the blinding pleasure below my waist, and shoves his cock down my throat. I inhale sharply through my nose and suck hard, dragging my tongue along the thick vein on the underside of his shaft.
Three down. One to go, but where’s it going?
I let go of the dick in my mouth and pull off my blindfold just in time to see the man with the Spade mask slowly thrust into the man currently fucking my ass. It's Hayden. His tattoos are a dead giveaway. They all are. That's why they blinded me. My pussy tightens and quivers at the erotic sights and sounds around me.
Holy fucking fuckity fuck.
“I can’t breathe in this thing!” the man in the Spade mask says and rips it off his head. Hayden’s dark eyes find mine and he grins, showing off his dimples. “Hey, Angel.”
I moan as the cocks inside me piston in and out faster than before. Each time Hayden thrusts forward, it causes the cock in my ass to go deeper. I look back up at the man in front of me to find Hector smiling down at me. Of course he would get his dick pierced, the man has a thing for pain. I look down at the piercing and roll my lower lip between my teeth. “You like it? I got it a few weeks ago. It’s still fresh.” Which means it’s still painful, the kinky bastard. He wraps my hair around his fist and jerks his wrist, tilting my face upward. “Open up, Little Bird,” he says and thrusts his hard cock back down my throat.
That means that the Kennedy’s are on either side of me. I’m literally a double stuffed Kennedy Oreo. It’s not hard to figure out that Declan is beneath me and Silas is balls deep in my ass, but it’s nice to finally see their blissed out faces as they completely destroy my body.
Declan lets out a low groan as he picks up the pace, thrusting up into my pussy with deep strokes. “Fuck, Princess, you’re so tight.”
Hector drops his head back and groans loudly as he fucks my throat relentlessly. My eyes sting with tears as I relax my throat and let him get as far back as he can go. I can feel the drool oozing down my chin. The noises coming from behind me alone are enough to make me come undone. Silas and Hayden’s low groans make my walls quiver and my stomach clench.
Silas inhales sharply and lets out an erotic whimper. He’s completely at the mercy of Hayden and Declan at this point. Hayden’s thrusts from behind send him deeper inside me and Declan’s thrusts from beneath me push my ass up and down his length. “I thi…think… Oh fuck… I’m gonna …gonna cum,” Silas stutters, unable to form complete sentences in his blissed out stupor.
I understand his predicament. Honestly, I’m not even sure I remember my own name at this moment. I moan around Hector’s cock, working my throat muscles to grip him tightly. “Same,” he whispers and grabs either side of my head, holding me at an angle to shove deeper.
My core tightens around Declan as everyone reaches the peak of pleasure. My entire body goes numb as my muscles draw tight and my legs shake uncontrollably. This is it. If I don’t black out from this orgasm it’ll be a miracle.
“Oh, sweet girl,” Hector groans and empties himself on the back of my tongue, his thick ropes of cum coating the back of my throat. “I fucking love you.” I swallow every bit before licking him clean.
Silas is next to lose control as he’s fucked into oblivion between Hayden and me. I feel him swell, stretching my ass as he shatters in pleasure, and fills me up with his release. Declan picks up his pace, thrusting up into my aching pussy and hitting my spot repeatedly. I squeeze my eyes shut as white light sparks behind my lids. Muscles spasm as I come undone, full of Kennedy cocks.
Hayden moans again and picks up his pace to match Declan’s. I look over my shoulder and almost come again at the sight of him on the brink of completely losing control. “Together?” he grits out through clenched teeth, looking at Declan.
Silas twitches inside me, still painfully hard and moving in and out with each thrust of Hayden and Declan’s hips. He’s about to come again, I can feel it, but then again, so am I. “Oh fuck, fuck, fuck,” he whispers and grips my hips so tightly that I know I’ll have bruises.
“Together,” Declan agrees with a strangled moan and pounds into my pussy.
Hector kneels down and kisses me, his lips slow and thorough as he tastes himself on my tongue. It’s enough to send me over the edge. I cry out as another orgasm rips through my body, and this time it causes a chain reaction. Declan stills and I feel him empty himself inside me. Hayden lets out a loud cry as he comes, thrusting forward into Silas, who also finds another release with a strangled groan.
My body feels used and abused as we collapse into a pile of sweaty limbs. “I love you,” I tell them all with a grin on my face. I feel so full, in every sense of the word.
My body is physically full of cum.
My heart is full of love.
My soul is full of peace.
I put so much of my heart and soul into this game, not knowing if it would pay off or not. Not knowing that the stakes would end up being so high. But I still moved forward and made my bets, always making sure to keep an extra ace up my sleeve. And in the end, I won the biggest payout.
I look down at the men surrounding me with tender affection. We may all have a little darkness lurking beneath our skin, and our souls might be broken and bruised, but together we fill each other’s weaknesses with strength. We’re stronger together, and in my opinion, nothing beats a full house.