Chapter 36
THIRTY-SIX
Flynn
Fuck the Clarendon, fuck the guys’ father, fuck this fucked up situation.
I need to take our Sophie home, out of this deranged man’s house, out of his life forever.
I don’t officially know what he’s into, but he clearly has a kink for corporal punishment judging by the almost medieval frame and selection of whipping tools.
I want to protect her and take her away from here.
Instead I kiss her as we prepare to abide by the terms of our ridiculous contracts.
Her lips are soft and needy as I push mine against hers.
“Flynn,” she moans in my mouth.
I pull away a fraction to reply, “It’s going to be ok, Kitten, I’m going to make it feel real good. Are you ready to be fucked by all of us?” I watch as a slight sparkle crosses her eyes at my words. Her lips twitch to an almost smile.
“You bet. I am always going to be ready for all four of you to fuck me,” she replies as humour comes back into her voice. “Maybe I might walk away with a new kink today,” she now grins at me, getting into our headspace, not the terrified one we found her in. Mack bends down to get her attention.
“Sophie, you are my submissive. You wear my necklace around your neck. I am going to take things from here. You are going to do what I say, take what I say you can take and be a good girl. Do you understand?”
I watch as Sophie’s demeanor changes to a pliant pussy cat.
Her pupils blow and she practically mewls to Mack’s instructions.
“Yes, Master,” she replies. And if my cock wasn’t already hard, it is a pulsing rock of iron now.
There is no hiding it in this room. It looks like we are going to get one hell of a baptism by fire gangbang.
Fuck it, I am ready for it. I stand at the same time as Mack.
“Close your mouth, Baby,” he asks. Sophie’s lips pull shut as she looks up at him asking for more instructions.
He holds out his length and I watch, becoming perversely aroused as he wipes the tip of his cock along her lips, coating them with his pre-come.
“Good girl,” he praises and steps away from her.
He looks around at us standing around her, both Rory and Tye have their hands on her, touching her, stroking her.
“Not a drop of come goes to waste, our come slut here needs to be filled up and it’s our job to do it. ”
The guys, who were also listening and watching Mack’s movements, nod as they stroke their hands along their cocks. If anyone wasn’t in the right frame of mind, Mack just got us all there.
“Flynn, take your turn first with the paddle. Everyone, see to it that Sophie is well looked after. And you had better believe she likes all her holes filled like the good little submissive she is for us. Because she is ours and we own every inch of this body.” He runs his fingers from the top of her head, down the slope of her neck and along her spine, his finger bumping along every ridge until he gets to her bottom and then pushes it down her crack.
”We own her mouth, we own her pussy and we own this tight little hole that I know she loves having filled.
So don’t be shy, we all know what we really want now we have her tied down and to ourselves. We just need to take what’s ours.”
If my cock wasn’t already leaking, it is now.
I stand in front of Sophie, her big green eyes filled with desire looking up at me.
“Suck me clean, Kitten,” I instruct softly, I can see the shudder that ripples along her back and imagine it going straight to her pussy as she opens her warm wet mouth for me and sucks the tip of my head into her mouth, my piercing hitting the underside of her bottom teeth.
She sucks me like a fucking pacifier. And I like the sensation, I like it too damn much.
I stand back, my cock popping out of her mouth as she looks back up at me.
“Thank you, Daddy,” she purrs, making me want to give it to her again and again until I fill her mouth with every drop of cream my kitten deserves.
Instead I say, “Have you been a naughty girl, Kitten? Do you need to be punished?” I lift her chin so she has no option but to look back at me.
She nods her head against my fingertips. “Yes, Daddy,” she says obediently, making my cock throb as it hangs heavily between my legs. I have to run my hand along it from base to tip to ease the pressure I can feel pumping there.
“Look what you do to me, Kitten,” I say, pumping myself in front of her eyes. “You can’t have this yet. First the paddle, then my cock. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” she breathes out.
“Good girl,” I hold her eyes until the wooden frame won’t let her move her neck any further as I walk around beyond her.
Mack hands me a wooden paddle that has a rubber coating around it.
I’ve never hit anyone with such a thing.
This is not my tool of choice for pleasure, but it will have to be today.
I stand behind Sophie and stare at her peachy round arse, her legs slightly spread, hip distance apart, and between them I see her puffy pink folds glistening, waiting, ready for me.
I flip the paddle in my hand, feeling the weight of it.
The guys stand and watch as I draw my hand back then smack the paddle down on her plump arse cheek.
One. Sophie gasps but it doesn’t sound like it’s from pain, it sounded like it was from shock or maybe pleasure.
If that is the case, her pleasure is mine as I colour her bottom red and I allow myself to get the job done.
After fourteen strikes, her arse cheeks are a deep red and smarting.
I rub my hand up and over them, soothing them, wishing I had some kind of balm to cool them.
Rory walks to her head and crouches down to her, his face disappearing from my view.
But his body language tells me he is kissing her better and it’s my time to fuck her.
I lay the paddle back down on the trolley and bend my knees to line myself up, unable to wait a minute more.
I run my cock through her slick heat, coating myself with her desire before pushing into her tight pussy.
Sophie’s walls flutter around me as I rub my tip and piercing over her g-spot, in and out, over and over again.
I am rewarded with her moans as Rory lets her up for air but I continue with my teasing as Tye and Mack stand at her sides, running their fingers along her skin and down her hanging breasts, all three of us touching her body in some way.
My intention is to make Sophie feel better but at the same time it’s riling me up with a need that is unbearable, I can’t fight the urge any longer to plunge deeper inside of her.
I grab her hips and thrust hard and deep, knowing Sophie can feel every inch of me.
Tye and Mack disappear from view as they bend to play with her nipples, Rory is still at Sophie’s head, we four all play with Sophie’s body in sync until I feel the perfect flutters of her pussy contract and vibrate around me.
Sophie comes on my cock and I don’t wait a second longer to pump everything I have got into her tight hole.
I look directly ahead of me as my orgasm floods my body, and I give whoever the fuck is watching me a look of satisfaction.
When I’ve unloaded every drop I have left, I slide myself out and walk around to her, the cream of her pussy still coating me.
Rory moves away so I can bend down and kiss my woman the way she deserves.
“Are you ok, Kitten?” I ask as she looks back at me with a sated sleepy expression etched on her face.
“I’m ok, Flynn,” she assures.
Above us we hear Mack say, “You’re up now Rory, you get the crop.” The word makes me wince.
“It’s ok Flynn, he’ll make it feel better, I know he will,” she assures. I see her hands move to touch me but they can’t.
“I will do my best to help you, Kitten,” I say as Rory walks behind Sophie and picks up the crop.
Rory
I twist the crop in my hand. I’ve never even held one before let alone used it to punish someone.
The leather handle feels lightweight. I inspect the leather flap at the top and wonder just how much pain I am about to inflict on Sophie.
I’m really hoping it is not as bad as it looks or at least not as bad as the cane.
I stand back and move it through the air trying to gauge how much pressure I put behind it in my swing before I make any kind of contact on Sophie’s body.
The air makes a swishing noise and I see Sophie’s body tense.
As she does, I see some of Flynn’s come leak out between her pussy lips.
That sight does something to me, knowing I’m going to be following Flynn and adding my load inside of her.
I have to take a minute and stoke myself, enjoying the sight before me.
I am unaware what kind of pain I am about to rain down on Sophie, all I know is, I need to hit her already-red bottom with the option of her upper thighs.
The quicker I get this done, the quicker I can be inside her.
Just as I raise my hand, I see Tye move into my eye line.
He holds his cock out for Sophie and I can only imagine her wrapping her lips around him.
I want to see, I want to watch, but I have a job to do.
I raise my hand and swing. There is a swish and a crack as the leather flap makes contact with her reddened skin which makes her jolt but she doesn’t rear up or buckle.
There is no blood, just a red mark that looks slightly raised. One down, thirteen to go.