Epilogue #2
“Rory, it’s your turn,” Mack instructs from the confines of the laptop. Rory’s grin is wide for us all to see as he stands.
“Yes it is.”
“Flynn, show me how turned on our girl is,” asks Mack.
Flynn, who is standing by my side, spins me so I am facing where Rory was sitting so Mack has the full view of my open legs.
He runs two fingers through my aching pussy and then pushes them easily inside of me, making me and Mack moan out loud at the same time.
“I should never have left to miss out on this,” Mack groans and I hear the regret in his voice. “Spin her, I want to watch you fuck her, Flynn,” he demands again and relief washes over me that Flynn is done playing.
Flynn stands just to the side of me, pulling up my hair so that it’s tied up by a rope, away from my face, then he attaches that rope to something above me using it like a leash to hold my head up so I don’t have to work to keep it high enough.
Moving my hanging body again, I face Mack on the screen who is now sitting back on his hotel bed, naked and stroking himself.
The view makes my empty pussy contract and my clit pulse with need.
“Fuck me, Flynn,” I moan. “Please fill me,” I beg.
“Does your greedy pussy need Flynn to help relieve herself?” asks Mack darkly.
“Yes,” I practically wail out. “Please Fynn, Daddy, I need you.”
Flynn stands behind me, I see his frame reflect on the screen in front of me.
He pushes his length up and down my folds, coating himself in my arousal.
He takes his time, unhurried and restrained as the Flynn I have always known does.
Rory walks back into my line of vision, naked and holding a familiar object.
He’s going to torment me as Flynn fucks me?
“Can we both play with you now?” Rory asks as I look between his heavy erection and the electro wand in his hand. Dear God, this is going to be one interesting playdate.
“Yes,” I whisper, unsure if I am really going to be able to take Rory’s pain with Flynn’s pleasure.
“Right answer, Sweetheart,” he replies as Flynn lines himself up.
It feels completely unnatural to have no grip or purchase, no use of any of my body.
To be a literal hanging hole in the air for them to use.
And then I realise that Rory has not added the mask to my eyes, he’s going to let me watch as he sets my body alight.
Well, as much as I can see with my head tied like this.
Flynn’s hands rest on my hips as he pushes himself into me at the same time the wand makes contact with my shoulder and I feel the addictive sting of the wand shoot through my body.
I know my whole body tenses and I squeeze my core and pussy tight which pulls out a throaty moan from Flynn behind me.
“Again,” commands Mack who is watching us like we are his own private sex show, which we are, with the addition of Tye watching in the other room.
Rory taps my skin and my body becomes alight again in the same moment as Flynn thrusts further inside of me, the deliciousness of the angle and fullness of him making me moan out his name.
I look up to see the look on Rory’s face for the first time as he taps the wand to my nipple, his lips curling up in a bloodthirsty look of desire as lightning reverberates through my breast and Flynn pushes all the way in, filling me to the hilt.
“Oh my god,” I scream as Flynn takes from me, as Rory gives to me and Mack gets off on the screen, watching me.
Sweat beads on my forehead as the strands of hair that have escaped my impromptu ponytail hang down the side of my neck, sticking to my flesh, as Rory zaps my other nipple and I clench around Flynn’s cock.
Rory steps back to give me a reprieve as Flynn slides almost all the way out of me and then eases himself back inside of me, pushing my hanging body on and off him, caressing my walls and that sweet spot every time he plunges deep inside of me.
I relax into the pleasure he is building until a shock reverberates from my shoulder and I recoil from it.
The men taunt me through my pain and then pleasure, each shock from Rory is rewarded with a delicious stroke of Flynn’s cock inside of me.
I’m torn between them as the need for more pain builds and Flynn pushes me closer to my climax.
Rory’s cock is leaking as he gives himself a stroke every time he steps away to watch Flynn fuck into me.
“I need Tye’s mouth,” I beg Mack on the screen.
“Please let him join us,” I plead. Mack sits silent, weighing up his decision, but Tye doesn’t give him the opportunity to make one.
He strides into the room, his shorts tented and his eyes wild with desire.
He bends down in front of my hanging body, holding me steady and puts his warm mouth over my swollen clit and sucks, making my head jolt and toes curl from the intoxicating feeling emanating from his lips.
Flynn picks up his pace holding my swinging body steady as Rory rains down electricity along my upper back until my body explodes with every sensation they are inflicting on me.
My body writhes and shudders as ecstasy runs through my veins and sets every nerve ending to dance to the beat of Flynn’s thrusts.
Flynn groans as he tips his climax into me, pulsing and filling me with everything he has got.
I see through hazy eyes as Mack comes over his hand, his groans fortifying my own pleasure.
Flynn pulls out and is replaced by Rory who pushes into my wet hole with ease and thrusts barely a few times until he’s coming undone and is coating my insides with his seed.
Tye stands, walking around to where I’m facing Mack and says simply, “Open wide,” as he strokes himself once, twice and then comes over my face and mouth.
The salty taste of him makes me smile and lick my lips for more of him.
“Baby, the fun we are all going to have with you for the rest of our lives. This is only the beginning,” Mack says with a satisfied smirk, one that we all share.
The End