31. Kiera #2
“You aren’t allowed to come until I say so,” she roared, pulling me back onto her cock with brutal force. “And once I say so, you won’t be able to stop.”
Dom took a few more greedy pumps before grabbing me by the hair and pulling me into a kneel. Her thighs nestled beneath my ass, my feet coming to rest on either side of her as she made me sit on her cock. “Ride it, Viper.”
I nodded against her grip on my hair, bouncing on her as well as I could manage in my exhausted state. All my body wanted to do was fall forward, but her hold on my hair, as well as the hand she was using to pinch my nipple, kept me barely upright while she filled me.
“You’re making such a mess on my cock, Kiera,” Dom growled, her lips against my ear. “Do you think I should let you come?”
I nodded, unable to put words to my desperate assent.
“Do you think you deserve it?” The heat of her voice sent tingles down my spine.
“Y-yes… Sir….” I managed, hoping the honorific would earn me some relief.
But instead, her hand dropped from my nipple to my clit, pinching with punishing force. “Don’t fucking lie, Kiera. You haven’t even apologized for what you’ve done yet.”
“I’m sorry!” I yelped, every nerve in my body springing to life as she pinched me. “I’m sorry!”
I kicked and squirmed, unable to stop my body’s involuntary escape attempt. But Dom kept the pressure for just a second longer before letting go. As my legs went limp, Dom shoved me off of her lap and called to my angels over her shoulder. “Keep her warm for me.”
She stood, abandoning me in a heap on the floor. But before I could make sense how my body was already aching for more of her torture, Leo and Spencer swept in to claim me.
“Oh, you’ve been such a good plaything, Princess.” Leo lifted me from the ground, resting me against the wall as she kissed my neck. “Letting Dom fill you and torture you… you know it only makes me want a turn of my own.”
She bit into my neck, drawing a wince from my lips before she dropped me on the couch on my back. “Spread those pretty legs for me.”
I didn’t have much of a choice — my thighs fell right open for her. My muscles were too weak to hold them shut.
The Major didn’t waste any time making herself at home between my lips.
“She wasn’t kidding about how wet you are.” Leo groaned as she sunk her strap into my center. “God, you have no idea how much self-control it takes not to ruin you, Kiera.”
“I… I want you to,” I breathed, my stomach twisting as a wicked spark lit her eyes.
“All of this and you still want more?” She chuckled, “Such a sweet little slut.”
The praise made my eyelids flutter, but then the feeling of her cock filling my ass made them shoot right open. “Oh fuck!”
“You like that?” Leo grinned, sinking in and out of me with increasing fervor. “You like feeling exactly how worked up you make me?”
The pressure was immense, and relief racked my body each time she pulled out. But the only words I could manage were a breathy, “You’re so big. You’re so fucking big.”
“And you’re so fucking good at taking it, baby.”
Before I could say anything else, Spencer appeared at my side, her boxer briefs gone so that her pussy was exposed under her strap. “Think you can take some more?”
I licked my lips, nodding hungrily as she kneeled over my face, letting her excitement drip onto my lips.
I stretched my tongue forward, craning my neck to get closer to her. But she just smirked down at me, “Two taps to stop, yeah?”
“Please,” I nodded, knowing that there wasn’t a thing in the world that would stop me once I had a taste of her. A groan escaped me as soon as Spencer lowered herself onto my lips. Her velvety skin was already soaked as it glided over my lips and tongue, leaving a mess all over my face.
“Kiera,” she rumbled as my tongue slipped into her center. “Christ, you got good at that fast, huh?”
“Mmmm,” I mumbled against her.
Leo was still taking my ass, drawing little whimpers from me that reverberated straight through Spencer’s clit. It was fucking heaven — I could have dropped dead right there and been happy.
But leave it to Dom to break up my good time.
“Get up,” she growled, brandishing a big, white muscle massager in her clenched fist.
And to my naive surprise, my angels hopped right at her orders. As Spencer lifted herself from my face, Leo stood, pulling out of me to scoop me up in her arms.
At Dom’s command, they switched positions: Spencer laying on her back with me straddling her, Leo nestled in behind with full access to my ass. I took one of them in each hole, pushed back and forth between them by the thrusts of their hips while Dom watched on hungrily.
But that wasn’t enough for her.
She paced closer, brushing the loose hair back to reveal my flushed face, and I could hardly breathe. Her icy blue eyes flickered with amusement as she watched me squirm and writhe, unable to form a sentence as my lovers rocked me back and forth.
My skin prickled under her touch as a pathetic whine slipped from my throat. I could pretend it wasn’t about her, but from the smirk tugging at her lips, it was clear we both knew the truth.
Despite all logic, I wanted her. Badly. And my every desperate attempt to deny that fact never saved me from my inevitable place under her thumb.
As she laughed at me, my stomach filled with butterflies. My body blossomed under her gaze, I was so close to coming. For a second, I thought she was leaning closer to kiss me.
And then I heard the click of a button, followed by the sound of an angry hornets’ nest buzzing through the room.
“Wha—FUCK!” I squealed as she pressed the head of the massager to my clit, wedging it between my body and Spencer's abs. “FUCK, DOM!”
I squealed, tried to get up, but Leo’s iron grip on my hips wouldn’t let me. I could tell that the shockwaves were hitting Spencer too, but at least it wasn’t directly on her pussy. Even if it had been, her fervent thrusting told me that nothing would have stopped her from taking me right then.
“PLEASE,” I gasped, clawing at Dom’s wrist, but she just smirked.
“Now you know how to use your manners?” She clicked a button and the intensity doubled. “So desperate. Come for me, then.”
Any hope of coming felt lost — a click of a button, and she’d sent my body into full-on fight or flight.
My fingernails were biting into her skin to no avail.
I wouldn’t be surprised if I drew blood, but it was impossible to tell.
My eyes were screwed shut as I screamed through the burning friction the toy doled out.
My panic just made Dom grin wider. “Don’t be such a baby. Come, and I might stop.”
Might? The tightness in my chest ratcheted up at the idea of this going on any longer. I wasn’t sure that I could physically handle it, and I told her as much.
“I can’t, I can’t,” I shrieked, tears springing in my eyes from the sheer physical overwhelm.
But before I could get another word out, Dom gripped my chin, turning me to face her. Her huge strap bounced in my face as she spoke, but I didn’t dare pull my gaze away from hers.
“Enough excuses, Viper. Penance isn’t supposed to be easy. But god, does it feel good.”
With that, she filled my mouth with her cock, pressing until my lips wrapped around the base, until I was gagging all over again.
Her left hand lifted from my chin to brush back my hair while her right held the massager in place.
Then her tattooed fingers coiled tightly around my curls as she thrust into my throat.
“You know exactly how to stop this. But we both know you won’t.
You can cry all you want, but we all know what a desperate little slut you are. Why else break my rules?”
Tears were streaming down my face, but she was right. Even through all of her punishments, my hips hadn’t stopped grinding against the massager. I kept bouncing along Spencer and Leo’s lengths. I hadn’t stopped moaning as their fingers teased my hips and nips and body.
Despite how much it hurt, I was still desperate to come. And no matter how my heart thundered with terror, my body was still racing toward a climax.
My eyes rolled back as the three of them filled all at once, pushing my nerve endings to a height of pleasure I hadn’t known was possible. A deep cry rumbled from my chest, muffled as Dom’s cock slid back along my tongue.
“That’s it,” Leo grumbled, nipping at my shoulder. “Give in to the feeling.”
“Fuck Bunny, just like that,” Spencer praised, thrusting her hips harder. Each bounce on her cock made the vibration from the massager hit in devastating waves.
My fingers curled tight against Dom’s wrist and Leo’s thigh, drawing a moan from Leo as my mind lost the fight against my body. Against my control, I quaked from my very core in tremors that claimed every inch of me.
An animalistic cry tore from my lungs, not even stopped by the gags that Dom’s cock drew from my throat. I shook and shook until my muscles began to quit on me — until I fell back limp against Leo, resting my full weight on Spencer’s hips.
But I couldn’t escape the constant vibration against my clit, nor the incessant press of Dom between my lips. I furrowed my brows, struggling to look up at her as she fucked my throat. And when I did manage to lock eyes with her, she just smiled down wickedly at me.
“I only said I might stop. But I’m not done with you, Viper.”
She held me like that for hours. It didn’t matter if I came or not. Sometimes the position would switch, or the tools of her torture, but Dom wasn’t letting me go until she’d drained me of every ounce of pleasure. And my so-called angels were more than happy to help her.
I wasn’t sure how many times I came for them, or how many hours had passed exactly. But by the time they finally finished with me, I could hardly keep my eyes open or lift my head.
As Spencer carried me to bed, the thunk of the shutters lifting and the warm glow of light beyond my eyelids told me that I’d survived to see the morning. But only time would tell if I could survive whatever the day would bring.