Chapter 15
Ilook up at him, trembling, unable to believe I managed to say that word.
He’s leaning back in his chair, his hand already at the zipper of his pants, his huge, throbbing length running down his thigh, angry and mean.
His eyes whip to me. He stares at me with those strong, dominant gray eyes, and I feel my knees buckle. My nipples are so hard, my cheeks flushed, my heart racing, and I want to get on my knees and crawl to him.
I’m terrified he’s going to grab me and spank me more. My ass is on fire.
“You can have me through the cage,” I say. “You can have me through the cage whenever you want.”
His eyes narrow.
I need that boundary.
I was broken over his lap. I didn’t even recognize myself. For one of the first times in my life, I was only in that moment, only thinking about his hand, the pain, the need, the shame of it all. Everything so overwhelming that I could barely think.
Something I could get so addicted to.
I need those wooden bars between us, so that after these hundred days are done, something of me remains other than just their pet.
He snaps his fingers again, then points to the cage.
“To your cage, pet.”
I rush in and close the door behind me, then kneel in front of the bars, settling back on my heels. They rub against the reddened skin of my bottom.
The three men stand.
Arrek walks towards me, but Mero undoes his belt and pulls off his robe. He stands naked, huge and muscular. A long, throbbing vein runs along his cock, the head gleaming with pre-cum, a long drop stringing down from it.
He steps forward, pushing his battle-brother aside. The brute.
Mero’s word is law.
His huge cock barely fits between the bars. I stick out my tongue, catching the long, stringing drop, letting it mix with the drool. Then I open my mouth and suck.
I lose myself in the moment, letting him use my throat, remembering how he made me almost pass out. I don’t resist, not even in the slightest. I just let him use my throat as he thrusts forward.
With a low growl, he comes in my mouth.
Arrek pushes his cock through the bars, so fucking thick, but before I can wrap my lips around the head, he reaches through and grabs my hair, pulling me forward. I lose my balance, forced onto all fours, his hand holding me by my hair.
“Arch your ass.”
I arch my red ass. He crouches outside the cage and pulls me forward, forcing his cock deep into my throat. Tears drip down my cheeks. I can’t breathe, and I feel like I might pass out before he pulls my head back, letting me gasp for air.
Then he pauses, staring down at me.
I try to move my head forward, my lips parted for him, but his grip on my hair is too tight.
He turns me around by my hair until my red ass is at the bars, then releases me, reaches in, grabs my hips, and draws me back. The bells on my collar jingle as I shift.
I know he’s not going to fuck me. I know it, because he’d be dead if he did. But I’m craving that huge dick inside me. I feel so empty, so incomplete.
He breathes in my scent, and I know he can taste how fucking wet he’s made me. How horny he’s made me.
He’s made me his bitch in heat.
Then I feel his tongue against my pussy.
Talarin walks to the side of the cage, putting his cock through the bars. The cage is big, but he’s so long that I can reach him, and I start licking the head as Arrek laps at my pussy, faster and faster.
I’m so close to coming. His big, hot tongue moves up and down, and right as I’m on the verge of a knee-shaking orgasm, it moves higher, tightening into a point, sliding against my asshole.
Then he forces it inside as his finger finds my clit. My eyes go wide at the sensation, so filthy, feeling so naughty and wrong as that writhing, wet tongue wriggles inside my hole.
I come with his tongue in my ass and my mouth wrapped around Talarin’s cock.
I couldn’t tell him to stop even if I wanted him to, my mouth full.
He keeps working his tongue inside me, his fingers still moving over my oversensitive clit. My legs shake. He keeps licking as Talarin groans and pulls back, jerking his cock, shooting thick ropes of seed over my face and my bare tits.
Then Arrek pulls back.
I turn, and his rough hand fists in my hair again. He pulls me toward him and crouches in front of me, staring into my eyes. He’s so huge, so dominant, his heavy jaw framed by that big beard.
“I’m going to fuck your little ass, pet. You’re going to break before the hundred days are over. You won’t be able to resist the thought of my cock stretching out your tight little hole.”
With his other hand, he strokes his cock.
It’s so thick. It would hurt so fucking badly.
But their pre-cum soothes my aching throat. There’s soreness, but it isn’t the pain I would have expected.
His huge balls hang beneath his stroking hand, and the stink of his musk fills my nose, heavy and sweaty.
“You’re going to come while I ruin your little asshole, and you’re going to feel like such a little whore.”
Then he grunts and pulls me forward. I open my lips wide, and he forces his length deep into my mouth as he comes, emptying his balls before finally pulling back.
He leaves me shaking, quivering, the lingering afterglow of my orgasm mixed with shame and lust and need.
My orgasm has only made me want them more.
I picture that cock, thicker than my wrist, stretching me beyond my limit.
And I whimper.
Arrek stands, leaving me with that image twisting and turning in my mind. Him pinning me down and taking what’s his.
He and Talarin leave while Mero picks up his robe, pulls it on, and tightens the belt around his waist. He looks down at me.
“From now on, no speaking unless you’re spoken to. You’ll be let out for dinner, and I’ll feed you by hand. I’ll walk you before dinner.”
He runs his finger over the blue-black ring, considering me. Then he pulls it off, takes a tiny breath through his nose, and slides it back onto his finger. His eyes roll back for an instant, then refocus on me.
“You will not put yourself in danger again. Sit there and think about what you did.”
He steps forward and locks the cage door, looks at me one last time, then leaves.
My mind reels as I stare through the bars. The cage is big enough to stand in, but it feels so small around me. I shiver, feeling so completely in their control.
As the ninety days stretch ahead of me, I curl myself up in the furs and lie there alone.