Chapter Thirteen — Alex
“On your hands and knees,” he says.
I shift to that position, and he feeds me his cock. I wrap my lips around his organ and he groans. “Fuck,” he moans as he thrusting down my throat.
I can’t believe I’m doing this.
I feel like I’m in a trance as this total stranger fucks my mouth. As I’m taking the stranger’s cock, I feel hands grab my ass cheeks, spreading me. The hands feel familiar.
Then I hear a familiar voice.
“You’ve been enjoying this, haven’t you? You dirty little slut.”
It’s Callum. He spanks my ass cheek hard. I flush and feel wetness seep between my thighs.
“You’ve been getting off on all of these men fucking you, haven’t you?” he asks, as he slips two fingers into my cunt. I moan. He spanks my ass cheek and begins finger-fucking me.
“Having all these cocks in your throat, in your pussy. But it’s not enough for you, is it? You need to be completely dominated, taken, put in your place, don’t you?”
Callum spanks me again. He stops fingering me, and then I hear a buzzing sound. A second later, I realize he’s placed the vibrator against my clit again.
“You’re not allowed to come until I say so,” he says. He pauses, and then adds, “Lola.”
He emphasized my name in a slightly different tone, a tone only I would pick up on. He’s reminding me that he knows my secret. He knows my real name. He’s reminding me that he could expose me right now if he wanted. He won’t, but he could.
He’s in control here. Not me.
“Now keep sucking that man’s cock, Lola,” Callum says. “Take his cock like it’s all you’re good for.”
He presses the toy against my clit. Callum grabs my hair and pulls back. My back arches and the blonde man is able to thrust his cock deeper down my throat.
He groans, and then I feel hot semen spill down my throat.
A second later, another man appears, his cock out.
“Keep sucking,” Callum says, pressing the toy against me. “Keep servicing these men. They came all this way to see you. Show them how grateful you are.”
I feel humiliated but turned on. I notice I’m grinding against the vibrator.
“Not yet,” Callum says, moving it away slightly. I moan.
“Do your job first,” he says, “and then maybe you’ll get a treat.”
The way he’s speaking to me, it would be unconscionable under any other circumstances. I feel like I should be angry. So why do I like it so much?
“Suck his cock, Lola,” Callum says.
The man thrusts down my throat, and I wrap my lips around him. He begins thrusting, and Callum spreads my ass cheeks. He presses the butt plug deeper into my ass.
“Do you like being plugged like a dirty little slut?” he asks. Obviously I can’t respond.
He turns the vibrator back on and my body responds immediately.
“No coming until you’ve done your job.”
The man with his cock down my throat groans and explodes hot cum. Sticky liquid fills my mouth and I swallow. He does up his pants and walks away.
Callum walks around until he’s facing me. I’m on my hands and knees on the table and he’s in front of me, basically at eye level.
“How many men did you just suck off, Lola?” he asks.
I look at him. I don’t say anything.
“You’ve been a dirty little girl, haven’t you?”
I nod.
“How are you gonna repay me after all of that? How do you think you should repay me?”
“However you want,” I say quietly.
“I want you to surrender yourself to me, Lola,” he says. “Right here, right now. I own you. I own every little inch of your slutty, perfect little body. Do you understand?”
I nod.
“Does that make you nervous?” he asks.
“Yes,” I say.
“Yes, sir,” he corrects.
He lightly slaps my cheek. Not hard. But he stops after the slap, looking at me, checking if I’m okay.
I nod, silently conveying that I am.
“Good girl,” he says. “So you’re gonna make it up to me?”
I nod.
“I’m gonna fuck you in the ass, Lola,” he says, “and all of these men are gonna watch me mark my territory. Take what’s mine. Do you understand?”
“Yes, sir,” I say.
“Good girl,” he says. “I own this little body now, don’t I?”
“Yes,” I squeak.
“Good. Good little slut. Now suck me off and make me hard.”
He releases his cock and I open my mouth. He shoves it in.
“Choke on it,” he says, thrusting as deep as he can.
I can’t think straight as he thrusts down my throat. He pulls out after a few thrusts and looks at me on my hands and knees.
“How do you want to be fucked?” he asks.
“It’s up to you, sir,” I say.
“Good answer,” he says, smiling. “I want you to bend over this table and face everyone. Hands behind your back. I’m gonna fuck you in the ass while you watch everybody.
And then, while I’m fucking you, you’re gonna come in front of everyone, multiple times.
And each time, you’re going to thank me and remind everyone who owns you. Understood?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Good girl,” he says. “Now bend over.”
He helps me off the table so that I’m standing. I walk around to one side and bend at the waist so my bare breasts are on the wooden surface. I bend at ninety degrees so that I’m facing the congregation. Callum is behind me.
He spreads my cheeks and presses the plug deeper into me. I flush.
“How has it felt having this plug in your ass?” he says. “Tell everyone.”
“Embarrassing,” I squeak.
“Good. ’Cause little sluts deserve to be embarrassed, don’t they?”
“Yes, sir,” I say.
“Good. But you know what else they deserve? To get all their holes filled, don’t you think?”
“Yes.”
“Good,” he says.
He pulls out the plug and squirts something cold inside. “Are you ready to get your ass pumped full of cum?” he says.
“Yes,” I squeak.
“Tell everyone you deserve this.”
I hold my breath, and he spanks my ass.
“I deserve to get fucked in the ass,” I say.
“That’s right,” he says. He grabs a fistful of my hair and pulls. He leans down and whispers in my ear, “Remember, you can stop this at any time.”
He pauses, and now it’s my moment. Of course, it’s always my moment. I know I could leave at any point, but he’s giving me an explicit out right now.
If I don’t take it, I’m agreeing to everything that’s about to happen. I’m asking for this. To be humiliated in front of everyone. It’s fucked up. I know that. It’s why I’m so turned on.
“I want this,” I whisper.
His breath catches. “Fuck,” he whispers back. “Me too.”
I’m relieved. I know I’m not the only fucked-up one.
“Me too, sir,” I whisper.
“Good girl,” he says.
“I’m about to fuck this little slut’s ass,” he announces. “Because it’s exactly what she deserves. Isn’t that right, slut?”
“Yes, sir,” I say.
“Look at all of the men and tell them again that you deserve this.”
I look at the men and they look back at me. Their eyes are wide, glassy. I’m like an animal at the zoo.
“I deserve this,” I say.
“Good girl,” he says, and with that he slides in.
It hurts, but it’s bearable, probably because he’s been stretching me out with the plug and there was lots of lube. More than that, it feels strange, like something shouldn’t be back there. But at the same time, that makes it hotter.
He doesn’t go easy on me. He starts thrusting pretty fast. He grabs my hair like reins, pulling. For thirty seconds or so, all I hear is the slapping of skin on skin.
“Take it all slut,” he says as he thrusts deep.
The blonde man hands Callum the Hitachi. He presses it against my clit and my body melts.
“I’m gonna keep fucking you,” Callum says, “until you’ve come three times.”
“Yes, sir.”
He presses the toy tight against me, and it doesn’t take long. I’m so overstimulated from everything that I shatter into an orgasm easily.
“Good slut,” he says as he spanks my ass. He slows his thrusts and inserts two fingers into my pussy.
“Good girl,” he whispers. “How do you like getting fucked in all three holes in one day?”
“I like it,” I whisper.
“I know you do,” he says. “You’re a naughty, naughty little girl. And that’s why I love you.”
Holy fuck. Did he just say that?
He spanks my ass again and turns up the vibrator. I lose focus of everything as another orgasm hits me. He keeps thrusting, and I almost don’t want to come again. I don’t want the moment to end. But he turns it up higher and I can’t stop myself.
“Come for me, slut,” he says, and I come one more time.
At some point he explodes, spilling his seed into me. Liquid drips out and runs down my legs, mixing with the dried liquid already there.
He pulls out and almost immediately helps me up. He grabs a fluffy robe from somewhere and tells the men to leave. He wraps me up in the robe, warming me.
After I’m sufficiently warm, he pulls out a pair of cashmere sweatpants and a matching sweater that I’ve never seen before. He helps me put them on. They’re the softest clothes I’ve ever worn.
“Are you okay?” Callum asks, looking at me carefully.
I’m dazed, drained, tired, and exhilarated.
Also, I think I’m in love.
“Yeah, I’m okay,” I say, smiling at him.
He smiles, picks me up, and carries me out of the church.