Chapter 31
Luca admiresmy body and restraints, his gaze heated while he hooks a finger through my collar. His other hand carefully helps me step down from the platform while Zar rises from his knees and joins us. With his left index finger tugging the gold ring of my collar, Luca hooks his right finger through Zar’s ring and teases us with a playful jerk, “Mine.”
Leading us, we begin our exhibition around the room. And I love Luca’s pull, his control. I love how he’s proud to do this with us now.
So are we.
All Zar ever wanted was for Luca to claim him proudly. All I ever wanted was for Luca to love me freely.
First, he presents us to Stacey, Ford, and Mateo.
Releasing our collars, Luca shocks me, slapping my bare breast twice, and I moan, the sting shooting straight to my excited clit while he taunts, “My whore owes you a show.”
Yes, I do.
Stacey winks back. Mateo and Ford nod.
Caressing his hand over my bottom, Luca pinches it before he reaches behind me, under me. “Show them how you serve me,” he commands, so I step my thighs wide apart. Arching my back as much as I can, I open my sex for him to play with, right before their eyes, while he commands Zar, “Prepare me.”
Luca’s middle finger lightly tickles my clit. Stacey watches him tease me, my nipples responding, too, while Zar unbuttons Luca’s starched shirt. Pulling it open, he licks and sucks Luca’s nipples, his tongue circling while Luca circles my slick entrance before Zar lowers to his knees.
Ford and Mateo lower their gaze, too. Like hungry wolves, they watch Zar unzip Luca’s pants. The moment Zar’s fist wraps around Luca’s hard cock, lifting its weight, freeing it from its confinement before he allows it to surge before us, Luca thrusts his fingers in my slick pussy, making me gasp.
“Yes, look at how well they serve me,” Luca praises, pumping his thick digits into my cunt while I writhe over his left hand, and Zar kneels on his right, admiring his soaring cock. It mirrors Zar’s.
“Yes, they do,” Ford agrees. “I bet it makes her wet when he strokes your cock, too.”
It’s a request, not a statement, and Luca smirks, nodding at Zar to begin. It does make me wet. How I can’t move my hands while Luca fucks me with his fingers, matching the tempo of Zar’s pumping fist. How Zar licks his lips at his shameless effort, showing other men how he loves Luca’s cock, while Luca finds my clit. Spanking it hard for Stacey’s gaze, he jeers, “Does my whore crave my cock, too?”
“Yes, Master,” I sigh.
Quickly, Luca unsnaps my right wrist cuff, freeing my hand to serve him, too. Stacey licks her lips, admiring his ferocious width, his terrifying length, how my hand and Zar’s stack, choking Luca’s cock with room left to stroke him.
I thrill his swollen tip while Zar lavishes Luca’s thick base. We make him muffle his lustful grunt, enjoying our service.
“Gives me big inspiration,” Mateo admires Luca’s command, sipping his whisky. He’s hard for this. So is Ford. But they refrain, for now, enjoying our show.
Luca does, too.
For minutes, he makes us stroke him with his hooded stare on our guests. It’s like we’re unraveling Luca, exposing him, revealing his full power. His cock is so hard, displaying his pleasure, but his restraint is epic. It’s seductive. It drives Stacey to finger herself, her men helping her, sucking her nipples, too. We perform for her until we make her come, her moans wetting my sex.
Then, Luca growls, “Get up,” and Zar stands.
“Thank you,” Stacey coos while Luca snaps my wrist to my thigh cuff. Then, he leads us by the collar rings again. He takes us next to Redix and Cade, Silas, and Eily, too. He centers us, standing between their chairs.
Luca orders, “Kneel.”
Since my wrists are bound again, my balance is precarious, so Zar helps me. He holds my uninjured arm while I kneel on Luca’s left, and then Zar lowers, submitting on his right.
“Look at them,” Luca commands everyone, so I lift my eyes; Zar does, too. It’s not degrading to see. It’s loving, proud, and arousing how Redix, Cade, Silas, and Eily regard us, and we stare back at them.
There’s no judgment in their eyes, only admiration, watching Luca gently caress my hair and Zar’s waves, too.
“Now you see what I’ve been hiding,” Luca confesses. “But I won’t anymore. This is who I am. This is who I love. This is how I love.”
He affirms us, displayed before them. He declares himself, exposed to them. He reveals the secrets he’s hidden, his guilt, and his love for me, for Zar, too.
Last week, Luca told me how he shared everything with Redix: the past, the crash, the guilt, the vow. They had a long talk, and now, Luca’s showing him, too.
“It’s beautiful, man,” Redix replies. “She is. He is.” His gaze combs down Luca’s hard body. “You are. We’re happy for y’all. You don’t need to hide your love from us anymore.”
Luca brushes the back of his fingers across my cheek. “I won’t. We won’t. I’m proud to have her. To have him.”
“You can have us tonight, too,” Cade adds. Pointing to their sixsome, she says, “We’ve talked about it. We have some boundaries, but we’re honored to celebrate with you. To share some things with you.”
Oh, my god. Finally!
HIF #20: I’ve died and gone to orgy heaven. Oh, how I’m about to get SO fucked by SO many.
There’s so much I desire, so much I’ve fantasized about. My pussy wets even more as Luca starts stroking his length at their tempting offer, explaining, “My man is promised to someone else.”
I steal a glance at Zar. He grins, loving Luca’s acceptance. Luca’s support. Yes, Zar will always want us, but he also wants to save himself for Nick.
But me?
I want to share every pleasure with Luca. More than the sex, it’s the trust required to do this. The love, too. Luca is very private. He has to be. He’s very possessive, too, and I understand why.
But in this room, in our future together, Luca gives me love and trust like he’s never shared. He gives us freedom, too. To be who we are. To explore what we desire with no shame. He’s willing to change for me, and I’m willing to be all he’ll ever need.
He slowly squats behind me, tugging my pearled nipples while he offers, “Would you like to join me and share her tonight?”
“Yes!” Eily blurts. “I’ve never been with a redhead before,” she admires my bound body, “and you’re so beautiful.” She makes me smile.
Silas does, too. He chuckles at his wife’s enthusiasm, caressing Eily’s long brown hair. “Whatever my wife wants.” He adores her. “Within reason,” he warns her, too. Silas looks relaxed with his long, sun-streaked hair in a knot, but he has limits.
We all do.
Redix echoes him. “You’ve watched us before, so take your time.” His gaze relishes my kneeling body. Luca’s rising body, too. They desire us, it’s obvious, and I chew my lip, anticipation becoming a delicious ache in my core. “So enjoy yourselves,” Redix eases, “and let us finally watch you, too.”
But that was also a dare, a taunt between men. Horny men. It makes Luca chuckle deep. Fisting my hair, he gazes down at me, demanding, “Show them, my belle. Take your time and show them what I love to watch.”
“Yes, Master,” I answer, shifting my body.
“You, too,” Luca commands Zar. “Show them how proud we are.”
Zar smirks, confident, as we face each other with Luca’s cock towering between our mouths. I dart my tongue out, licking his sensitive seam, while Zar drags his tongue down Luca’s shaft.
We make him hiss. We drive Luca crazy, teasing his cock for minutes, loving how his hands palm our skulls. So, he teases us back.
“Stroke that dick. Show them how you get so hard licking my cock,” he orders Zar. “Spread your thighs wider, my whore,” he controls me. “Let them see how hard your little pink clit gets, tasting drops of my cum on your tongue.”
We obey. We moan. My tongue dances with Zar’s, our mouths meeting, slobbering up and down Luca’s shaft.
Out of the corner of my eye, I see Cade’s head in Redix’s lap. She’s sucking him off, too, and I glance, seeing Eily’s doing the same to Silas.
But it’s the look in Redix and Silas’s eyes; their lips parted like this is an erotic performance amongst men. Aroused men. Hungry men. Hard men. They lust for Luca.
We all do.
I gaze up at him, ravenous like they are. I take him first, letting him fuck my throat while he praises, “My sweet slut, so thirsty for my cock fucking your mouth, aren’t you? Show them how you drool for me.”
Lust drips over my lips. It drips from my pussy. The men are moaning, watching Luca fuck my face with my wrists bound, and I love it. I moan, too, with him deep in my mouth before he yanks me off and attacks Zar’s waiting lips.
“My sweet skull pussy,” Luca growls. “Show them how you take it. How you’re my throat goat.” He’s brutal with Zar. He’s brutal with me, and we relish it.
“Fuck yes.” I hear Silas groan like he’s about to come, telling Eily, “Baby girl, don’t stop.”
Luca raids my mouth again. “Show them, Belle,” he demands. “Show them how you choke on me. How you give your beautiful face for me to fuck. How my cock in your mouth makes you my wet little whore forever.”
“Fuucckk, man,” Redix grunts, and Cade moans. He must be coming in her mouth. “Fuck yes, woman, swallow it.”
Grabbing my hair, Luca holds me still, barely gagging on his mass while he taunts our audience, “She fucking loves this. Every inch of my cock and pain she craves in her tight little holes.”
Yes, I do.
“Such a dirty girl,” Silas groans at his wife, at me. His next rough grunts thrill me, hearing how we make him come, too.
I love this.
I love that every night, Luca will please me; every morning, he’ll love me; and every day, he’ll care for me. I surrender my throat and let him ruthlessly fuck it, my shameless glucking filling the air.
“Dayum,” Redix admires Luca’s fervor, “I want some of that.”
Who does Redix desire? I’m not sure.
“I want her, too,” Cade confesses, and yes, it turns me on. I’m attracted to her—to all six of them.
“I’ll share her.” Luca tugs at my hair. “But not yet.” He plops my swollen lips off his cock. “Crawl,” he demands, guiding us toward Charlie and Daniel, Jameson and Soriya, too.
Zar can obey. He crawls, but with my wrists bound, I can’t. I have to walk on my knees and gaze up at Luca, admiring me, while Daniel’s blue eyes savor my submission. Charlie’s impressed, too.
She’s letting Daniel plunge his hand in her panties to our show. But there’s something in Charlie’s eyes, watching me. We can speak with no words. She’s stunning, and Daniel is jaw-dropping. But they’re a boundary I don’t want to cross. Charlie feels the same.
We all have them. We all honor them. We don’t have to share everything except trust.
Luca summons us to kneel before Jameson and Soriya.
It’s half sweet and half sadistic.
It’s sweet because Luca’s including Nick. He wants what Zar wants: for Nick to watch and hopefully support this.
It’s sadistic because we’re centered, inches from Jameson, who’ll have to witness this, too.
And the sight will certainly impress because Luca strips before him, tossing his clothes away. He towers, bronze and shredded and naked in front of everyone, his cock still glistening with our spit as we kneel, once again, before him.
Caressing Zar’s dark waves, he gently orders, “Tell your man what you need from me.”
Luca wants Zar to have a love like Luca and I share. Will Zar ever change and want to marry? Maybe. But it begins with respect, and Zar gives that to Nick.
“I need to serve my Owner,” Zar explains. “I always will. But I asked my Owner to let you have me first, so I’ll always be yours, too.”
It tightens my raw throat. Zar rarely gets this vulnerable. He’s usually so full of swagger, but this is his tender heart, hoping he can have the love he’s been searching for.
Zar made a tragic mistake with Darby, but Luca understood. He forgave him and loved him. Like Luca has moved on with me, he’s let the pain and past go; Zar wants to move on with Nick, too.
We truly are starting new lives together.
“Please, babe.” Nick sounds sincere, secure, aroused, and assuring Zar, “I like it. I want it. Go ahead. Show me the real you. It’s okay.”
“Show him.” Lovingly, Luca urges Zar, “We have no shame. Show him how you like to serve me. How you’d like to serve him one day, too.”
It’s immediate. It’s intoxicating. Sharing this intimate act always connects us. We come so hard every time.
Luca turns, his cock hovering over my parted lips while he gives his backside to Zar. I can’t see from where I’m kneeling tonight, but I’ve watched them do this before. How Zar loves to get on his knees and spread Luca’s cheeks, serving him, rimming him until it makes Zar come. Sometimes, Luca comes, too.
But tonight, Luca throws his chin up, groaning as I gaze up. He’s so beautiful like this, overcome with lust. Then, it makes him glower down at me; his eyes darkened more than ever because he’s finally letting all know, all watch his desire. “Put my cock in your mouth, my belle. Suck me,” Luca growls. “Serve me, too.”
Proudly, I do. I stretch my lips and plunge down his length until I gently gag on it, loving that Jameson’s watching, that everyone is.
“Yes.” Luca grabs my hair. He reaches around and grabs Zar’s, too. “Lick my ass. Suck my cock. You fucking love it.”
“On my god,” Soriya mutters. “God, y’all are so fucking hot.”
“Do you want to touch her?” Luca rumbles, asking Soriya while I moan. “Hear her? She wants you to.” He coaxes Soriya, “Scarlett wants you to play with her while she gags on my cock.”
Fuck,this turns me on because, holy shit, she does it.
Soriya doesn’t ask Jameson for permission. She crawls down from their chair, but I don’t abandon my efforts. I keep licking and sucking and loving Luca’s cock. Zar’s behind him, devoted to him, too. I can feel Zar’s kneecaps brushing mine under Luca’s spread legs. I can hear Luca’s breath changing, loving it, too.
Then I feel Soriya kneel behind me. I feel her heat on my back. Her warm hands start to caress my breasts, hoisted high in their leather harness, and Luca praises her, “Good girl. That’s it. You like her, too, don’t you? You like playing with my whore’s hard nipples.”
“Yes, Mr. Mercier,” she sighs, pinching my nipples with no shame.
Oh my god. Oh my god.She’s into this. This is her kink, too. I have to look. I have to glance left.
And I do. And I moan with Luca’s cock in my mouth.
Jameson’s watching his girlfriend fondle me, and it’s making him fondle his hard cock. He’s taken it out, proudly stroking his length.
“Play with her sweet pussy, too,” Luca commands Soriya, and he’s so damn Dom, all obey.
“Yes, Mr. Mercier.” Soriya sounds like she wants to obey him, but she hesitates.
And this is what Luca meant. Of course, he recognized Soriya and Jameson’s desire to submit, maybe before they knew it themselves.
It’s how Luca found me, too.
And Zar.
“Don’t be shy,” Luca coaxes her while I suck his fat tip, my eyes rolling at his filthy taunts. “You’re a little slut just like mine is. You love being dirty, so show your boyfriend how much.”
Soriya’s voice stammers with desire. “Yes, Mr. Mercier.” Her breath steams over my shoulder, pressing her breasts, covered by her silky dress, into my back. Her eager hand lowers, her fingertip circling my clit while her other hand pinches, tugging at my nipple.
My groan is deep, muffled by Luca’s mass, while he gazes down at us with his evil, erotic smirk. “Good fucking girls,” he jeers. “Now, tell me how wet my whore is, on her knees with my cock fucking her throat.”
“She wants you. She’s soaking my fingers for you.” Soriya’s digits slide slick through my folds, woman to woman; she knows how to do it, and I shudder. I groan. I’m getting so close.
“Make her come on them,” Luca orders. “Just like that. Yes, pinch her pretty pink nipple, too.” And Luca’s so dominating, fisting my hair while he makes another man’s woman kneel and be nasty for him, too. “Show your boyfriend,” he commands Soriya, “how this gets you off. How this gets you wet. Finger your pussy for us. Show him how you like obeying me, how you like playing with my whore’s sweet cunt while you play with yours, too.”
Holy fuck, Luca’s so dominating, he’s dazzling.
Tears leak from my eyes because I adore him.
The way his sexy glare makes Soriya let go of my nipple. The way his power makes her rustle under her dress. The way, even without his touch, he makes her want to touch herself while she moans, playing with my clit, too.
Yes, Luca loves me; he’s devoted to me, but he can control anyone.
We both gaze up and obey him, and it makes Jameson groan at our submission, at how Luca’s dominating me and his woman right in front of his face. He’s getting off on it. I can hear his panting breath, his jerking fist.
“Show your boyfriend.” Luca cuckolds Jameson more, urging Soriya, “Show him how you’re a good little girl who likes to play with pussies for me, for a man. That’s it. Show him how I let you touch my whore’s wet pussy, but he can’t. Go faster with your fingers. We can hear how wet you are. Let him watch his slut come for me. Good girl. That’s it. Come for us.”
Oh my god.I’m on my edge, feeling Soriya shudder against my back. Luca’s taunts make her come so fast and hard that her lips moan into my shoulder.
“Take it.” Burying his length in my mouth, Luca holds me here. “Yes, use those fucking tongues,” he commands me and Zar, holding his head, too, while he gazes down, adoring me. He can see I’m desperate to come. “Now show Mr. Grant,” he commands Soriya, “how you can make my whore’s pussy come for me, too.”
“Mmm.” I hear Zar moan, loving this. He must see Jameson jerking off to Luca’s power, to his bullish demands. How he dominates three of us at once.
It makes Luca fist my hair tighter, locking my gaze to his while he entices Soriya to strum my clit. I’m about to come, and he is, too. His shaft swells against my lips, burning at his relentless fuck.
“Come with my cock in your mouth, my belle,” he growls. “Come with my stud licking my ass. Come with a good girl playing with your sweet wet pussy, too. Show him,” he snarls. “Show Mr. Grant how you’re MY whore while I come on your tongue.”
“Goddamn.” In awe of Luca, I hear Daniel groan in his deep British accent. Is he coming, too?
“Yes,” Charlie moans. They must be.
“Fuck.” Nick’s enraptured, too.
Click, click, click.I hear Vivian’s shutter capturing my submission.
They’re all watching me, watching us, and it’s too much. It’s too taboo. I love it. I can’t fight it. I gaze at Luca with his cock in my mouth, and I come. I let him use me. I let him cuckold a man, making his woman finger clit, making my body buck, then shatter, gushing over Soriya’s flicking hand.
“Fuck, Belle. Yes, my whore,” he praises me. “Fuck yes, lick it.” He praises Zar. “Fuck, you two.” Then he stills, coming and grunting and grunting again, flooding my mouth while his thighs shaking. Then he finds his breath, growling his command. “Show him. He wants to see it. He gets off on it.”
Yes, Jameson does. Luca knew it all along. He’s that bad, he’s good.
Because when I turn my head, showing Jameson Luca’s cum on my tongue, it makes Jameson come, too. “Damn, girl,” he groans.
“Yes, Daddy,” Soriya coos.
Is that also their kink? It must be because I swallow, making Jameson’s eyes roll back, coming more to Soriya taunting, “Yes Daddy, I’ll be so bad for you,” while she crawls back onto their chair, kissing him while Luca caresses my cheek.
I can’t help but look up and smile. Luca does, too. He smiles down at me with that secret told-you-so grin only couples share.
Carefully, he helps me stand. He helps Zar rise, too, kissing him on the cheek. “Get ready for me,” he calmly commands Zar, who turns toward his cross.
Then Luca turns back to me. Cradling my face, he takes my mouth in a deep kiss, moaning at his taste on my tongue.
I assume he’ll lead me to my torture tower beside Zar, but he surprises me. Scooping me up, Luca carries me to the platform.