Chapter Eleven — Alex
We approach the sauna door and everyone turns to me.
“Clothes,” Callum says.
“Oh, right,” I say, blushing. I remove my clothes while everyone stares. For a second, I put my hands in front, almost trying to cover up.
“Hands at your side,” Callum says. I put my hands down, flushing.
“How do you feel, Alex?” Callum asks me.
“Exposed. Embarrassed,” I say.
“Good,” Callum says. “Are you ready to apologize to these men properly?” I nod. “Good girl,” he says.
“How about a formal apology before we go in?” he asks.
“I’m sorry, Anders. I’m sorry, Lars,” I say.
“Good,” he says. “Gentlemen, are you ready to begin?” They nod.
Callum opens the door and we all step inside. The heat in the sauna has been turned down slightly, so that it’s not as hot as usual. It’s still hot, though, and I find myself sweating almost instantly.
We find a middle bench, and Callum lays down a towel for me. I lay on my back, and Anders walks behind me. He lowers his swim trunks so his cock is right above my lips.
I stare at it. It’s bigger than I was expecting. I gulp. I look down and between my legs is Lars. He spreads open my pussy, and I tense up for a second.
“She’s perfect, isn’t she?” Callum asks.
Lars nods, which makes me feel good.
“I’ll give you gentlemen ten minutes. That’s it,” Callum says. “Beginning now.”
Lars goes to town immediately, licking up the edges of my cunt while inserting two fingers inside my pussy. I instinctively want to clench my legs together. He puts his hands on my knees, forcing my legs apart. He suctions his mouth around my clit and I feel my body start to convulse.
At the same time, Anders lowers his cock down my throat. He groans as I wrap my lips around it.
“Remember what I said about not coming,” Callum says. “Or there will be consequences.”
Fuck, I think to myself. That might be difficult. I can already tell Lars is good at this.
He’s suctioning my clit like a million dollars is at stake, and I feel tension building in my core. I try to ignore him, try to ignore the sensations and focus on the cock that’s dipping in and out of my throat. It’s not too hard to direct my focus there, seeing as I’m gagging.
Unlike Lars, who’s very patient and gentle, Anders is taking more of a rough approach, going as deep as he can. At times I can feel my eyes almost tearing up.
“That’s it,” Anders says. “Take it all, slut.”
Lars inserts another finger inside my pussy and continues pumping.
I feel pleasure building in my core, and I try to wiggle away from him to lessen the sensation.
He grabs my hips, though, pinning me in place.
He begins to slowly tease my clit with his tongue now, drawing small circles.
It’s almost torturous how good it feels.
He reaches up with one hand and tweaks one of my nipples. Anders catches on and grabs the other, also playing with it. My back arches and I feel my breathing get more shallow.
“Don’t you dare, Alex,” Callum warns me. “Two more minutes.”
Anders releases my nipple and continues pumping his cock in and out of my throat. I gag, but he continues undeterred.
After about thirty seconds more, he grunts and I feel hot cum hit my throat. I swallow, and he removes his cock. He twists my nipple once and then walks away.
Lars continues licking me, though, and it’s getting very hard to stave off my orgasm now that that’s the only sensation to focus on.
I’m worried I’m not going to make it. I try to inch away, but he grabs my hips tight.
I almost wonder if he’s trying to make me fail, make me come so I’m in more trouble.
It feels impossible. But finally, Callum says, “That’s it.” He has to grab Lars and pull him off me.
Lars stands up and starts to walk to the door.
“Where do you think you’re going?” Callum says. “We’re not done here.”
Callum turns to me. “I think you still owe one more apology, and this is by far the biggest one.”