26. Gauge
GAUGE
She made a mess in my arms as she went limp. With the towel barely covering her, I marched all the way up the steps until we came to that door. I shifted her in my arms, holding her against me while I tried to get the door open.
“Here we go,” Dallas said as he reached around me.
“Thanks,” I said as I walked Char through the threshold.
I felt her juices dripping from her body onto my arms. They’d made a mess of her, and that was just how I liked it.
I wanted her to be a mess. A sniveling, dripping, carnal mess who didn’t know how to do anything else but beg for more of our cocks.
Watching her with Deac and Dallas was fucking wonderful.
But I wanted to add to it. I wanted her to be completely helpless by the time I was finished.
And as I walked her over to the contraption that we once had her tied to, memories came rushing back.
Fucking hell, she looked so breathtaking chained up for us like that.
“Gauge?” she asked softly.
I placed her down onto her feet and crouched down. “Hold still.”
“Gauge, what are we doing?”
I didn’t bother looking up at her. “I said hold still.”
She didn’t say another word as I got her ankles locked down into those leather restraints. I slid my hands up the inside of her leg, kissing a trail that sent goosebumps fleeing across her body.
“Oh, Gauge,” she whispered.
Her pussy drew me closer, and I wanted nothing more than to devour it. I wanted to take my time with her, though. I wanted to explore every inch of her. I allowed the hot air of my breath pulse against her aching pussy before I continued my journey.
“Shit,” she hissed.
I kissed all the way up to her breasts before I sucked a nipple between my lips. I lapped at her puckered peaks, feeling her shiver as she wrapped her arms around me. Her hands fled to my hair. She gripped me tightly, damn near burying me in her tits.
“Man, I bet that’s nice,” Dallas murmured behind me.
I grinned against her skin before I pulled back. “Arms up.”
Her half-hooded eyes greeted me with silence before she did as I asked.
“Good girl,” I said as I locked her wrists into those leather restraints.
I took a small step back and surveyed my handiwork.
There she was, with those legs spread and her arms trapped above her head.
Her full breasts dangled in tear drop formation, pointing those puckered tits right at me.
Her thighs glistened with her juices as they dripped from her pussy, and the way she licked her lips sent my hands flying to my clothes.
Inch by inch, I undressed in front of her, watching her stare devour me as her skin reddened with hopeless need.
I knew what I wanted, though.
And I wouldn’t stop until I took it.
“Gauge,” she whispered.
I walked back over to her and tucked a strand of loose hair behind her ear. “So beautiful for me.”
She smiled. “Anything for you.”
I bent forward and captured her lips softly. “I don’t doubt it.”
She looked up at me with ecstasy-washed eyes, and I knew I had her. I could’ve done anything to her, and she would’ve obliged.
I took that very seriously as I gripped her chin and ran my finger along her lower lip.
“Mmm,” she hummed.
“Has anyone ever stretched that pretty little asshole of yours?”
Deac chuckled as her eyes widened. “What?”
“You know,” I said as my arm wrapped around her, “your little rose bud?”
She swallowed hard as my finger sank between her ass cheeks.
“Your little puckered hole?”
I tickled its tight entrance and she gasped. “No.”
Dallas groaned as my eyebrows rose. “No?”
She shook her head quickly. “No.”
I swirled my fingertip around her entrance. “Never?”
She swallowed hard. “No, never.”
“Jesus,” Deac hissed.
I leaned my lips down to the shell of her ear. “Guess we should practice stretching it then.”
I knew exactly what I wanted. As I backtracked toward a dresser off in the corner, I pulled open the first drawer. My drawer. The drawer where I kept all of the things I used on women I enjoyed toying with.
I’d do more than toy with Char, though.
By the time I was done with her, she’d know nothing except me filling that asshole of hers.
“Gauge,” she whimpered.
I grabbed some lube and a dildo. “Already itching to be filled?”
I heard her swallow. “Maybe.”
“Good,” I said as I closed the drawer and turned back toward her, “because we won’t be finished until all of us have had our share of your holes.”
“Damn straight,” Dallas said before he tossed another chip into his mouth.
“Mm, these are good,” Deac said as he took a look at the label, “we gotta get more of these.”
“You guys are little shits, you know that?” Char asked.
I chuckled as I walked behind her. I looked down at that glorious ass poking through the St. Andrew’s Cross I made with my own two hands.
I sanded down that wood. I nailed it together.
I stained it, carved into it, and made sure every restraint I added to it was grounded so tightly that no one would ever be able to rip their way through it.
I built that thing to last, and as I dripped blueberry-flavored lube onto her backside, I watched as it dribbled down her crack.
“Oof, that’s cold,” she whispered.
I dropped the lube to the floor and pressed my thumbs into the cute little dimples she had just below the small of her back. And when I massaged her skin, her head fell forward.
“Fucking hell,” she groaned.
The more I massaged, the more relaxed she became.
And the more relaxed she became, the more my cock pulsed.
I slid my thumb down her ass crack, watching her arch her back toward me in need.
I shook my head and licked my lips. Her hole was virginal, and I needed to remember that.
I spread her cheeks, watching that translucent blue liquid pool against her rosebud.
I palmed my dick before I cracked one of my hands against her ass cheek.
“Gauge!”
I growled low to myself as I cracked my other hand against her other ass cheek.
“Oh shit!”
Then, with her puckered hole pulsing for me, I slipped in my thumb all the way up to the first knuckle.
“Oh my God!”
I grabbed her hair and yanked her head off to the side so that I could reach her ear. “Breathe for me, angel.”
I heard her trying to control her breathing as her whimpers turned to mewls. “Oh god. It feels?—”
“How does it feel?” I whispered before I kissed the shell of her ear.
“Like heaven,” she whispered.
I nipped at her earlobe. “Good.”
I slid my thumb the rest of the way in and she cried out.
I released her hair and allowed her head to fall forward before I pulled the dildo out of my back pocket.
I bent down, feeling her asshole fluttering around my finger.
And as I turned on the vibrations, I slid that thick toy right between her legs.
“Oh holy fuuuuuuck,” she groaned out.
I swirled the vibrations around her sensitive nub. “I think you’ve got one more in there for me.”
“Gauge. Gauge. I—I-I-I—I can’t. I don’t?—”
“Oh, I think you can, my little angel,” I said as I slipped the toy down to her entrance. “I think you can be a good girl. Can’t she, guys?”
“I think so,” Dallas said as he chomped on his chips.
“Oh, I know so,” Deac growled. “Fill her up, Gauge.”
Watching her pussy devour that toy as she covered it in her cream made my cock leak against my jeans.
I wanted nothing more than to pull everything out of her body and slam my cock into that tight little asshole of hers.
But this was for her. She needed to unwind.
She had been through so much in these last few weeks with us, and she had earned her time in the spotlight.
Time I didn’t mind giving her one fucking bit.
“Gauge! Gauge! It’s coming. I’m—I’m—Gau—ge?—”
“That’s it,” I growled as I pumped that toy in and out of her pussy, “come for me. Give me that cream.”
“Oh fuck,” she squeaked out.
With my thumb trapped in her asshole, I tossed the toy to the floor.
I placed my mouth up to her pussy, drinking down every last drop of arousal she had for me.
My tongue slid along her pulsing clit. She shivered above me with sweat dripping down her brow.
She dangled helplessly for our viewing pleasure as her body careened over the edge, quivering and shaking with the ferocity of her pleasure.
I licked her pussy from slit to clit until she collapsed from the force of her orgasm.
And as I stood to my feet, I watched Char dangle from those restraints with sweat dripping down her body.
Deac got up from his chair and went to stand in front of her.
Dallas abandoned the chips and came to stand beside him.
And that was my cue to get out of the rest of my clothes.
“Deac,” Char whispered.
He gripped her chin and picked her head up. “You look beautiful, you know. Ruined for us like this.”
I would have given anything to see the smile that crossed her face that pulled Deac’s true, genuine smile across his face. He never smiled. Not really. But as he gazed down into my sweet angel’s face, I saw it in his eyes.
How much he adored her.
How much we all adored her, really.
“I’ll take right,” Deac said as he dropped her chin. “Gauge, you go left. Dallas can have center first.”
“Oh hell yeah,” Dallas said as he and Deac switched places.
I stepped to the left and came out from around Char. “Don’t mind if I do.”
“Wait, what?” Char asked as she picked her head up.
And that’s when Dallas grabbed her hair, forcing her to look up at him.
“Hang on tight, sweet girl. The main attraction is about to begin.”