Chapter 65
“Fuck…” I said, stopping all movement.
“Please,” she whispered.
It was the dead of night, and we were in our room. On the way home, we decided to push her limits, so we picked up a few toys. She was restricted by the spreader bar as we stood looking at her. Her pussy lips were red and her nipples erect.
“Fuck, you look amazing like this,” Aleck said as he kneeled before her and took her in his mouth. She started moaning all over again. Delayed gratification at its best.
Layla
Holy fuck, I knew they had diabolical ideas, but this. When I walked into our room, I stopped short. Dean walked into the closet. Aleck came to me and started taking off my clothes. When Dean returned, he had a long metal bar with loops on either end. He came to me and spread my legs apart and attached each end of the bar to one of my ankles.
“Dean?” I whispered quietly.
“Do you trust us, baby girl?” Aleck asked.
“Yes,” I said, and that was the truth.
“Good, now be a good girl and open your mouth,” Dean said. He reached into his pocket and produced a bright red ball gag. I opened my mouth obediently, and he secured it behind my head, pulling it tight and securing it, my mouth forced open as the ball pressed between my jaws.
“Just know that we love you,” Aleck said.
“It may seem like we don’t, but we do, and we’ll only give you as much as you can take,” Dean said.
I could barely move; my wrists were secured in such a way that I could only touch the floor if I stood on the tips of my toes. I felt so vulnerable and exposed; my breasts and pussy were on display to them. Their hands brushed against my tender, exposed flesh, making me surprised.
One hand slid up my chest, grasping both of my breasts firmly and twisting my nipples painfully before one slid down between my legs. Another body pressed up against me, and I felt the stiff pressure of his erect cock press against my ass. Aleck’s hands held my body tight, holding me in place.
Dean’s fingers started to stroke along the length of my already sopping wet pussy before dipping inside to discover my clit. I couldn’t help but groan. They knew exactly what they were doing. I groaned; I couldn’t speak. My mouth was obstructed by the gag that was still there. Dean’s skillful touch brought me to the brink of orgasm and kept me there. My hips bucked against his hand, desperate for the last bit of pleasure I needed to cascade into orgasm, but the sweet release was denied. He kept me on the brink. When he bent before me and took me in his mouth, I groaned against the gag. Aleck continued tugging on my nipples.
“Do you want to cum?” Aleck’s voice, husky with desire, whispered in my ear.
I nodded vigorously, too engrossed in their touch to trust myself with words. I couldn’t help but wonder how long they had planned this. They didn't let me cum. They alternated between eating me out and finger-fucking me but wouldn't let me cum. I felt like I was going insane.
“When we ask you something, you say ‘yes sir’ or ‘no sir,’” Dean said.
Holy shit, I was in deep trouble here with these two.
“Yesh shir,” I mumbled through the gag.
With barely more than a flick, his touch brought one of the biggest orgasms I had ever had screaming to life inside me. I collapsed, sagging against bonds that kept me upright and exposed. Their hands left my body, and I felt pressure against the outer edge of my pussy. With hardly a moment’s notice, his cock thrust inside of me, his first thrust lifting me from the ground with its force. He grabbed my hips, using them as leverage to increase his thrusts, each one causing his balls to smack against my pussy and my breasts to slap together. I ached for him to be rougher, his thrusts to be stronger. Suddenly, he stopped and looked at me.
“Should we stop, baby girl, or do you want more?” Aleck asked.
“Moore,” I said against the gag. They grabbed me, and how, I will never know.
Dean slammed his cock into me as Aleck slammed his cock into my ass. I screamed again into the gag as another orgasm ripped through me. Had my legs not been restrained and my arms secured to the ceiling, I would have collapsed. My body did its best to relax, my legs going weak. This was the first time they’d ever fully let go and fucked me the way they wanted to.
They continued thrusting into me. Aleck’s hands slipped around, grabbing my breasts and twisting my nipples cruelly. He lifted each breast by the nipple, eliciting a pained protest from me. Their grunts and groans increased, seeming to come from all around us. I tried to close my legs, an involuntary motion brought on by muscle contractions that rocked through me, but the iron bar that bound my legs kept them apart, my pussy remaining accessible to them.
The speed of their thrusts increased until all of a sudden they stopped, almost motionless. A few seconds later, a wave of hot cum erupted from their cocks, spraying and coating the inside of my pussy and ass, pushing me over the edge into another screaming orgasm.
“We’re not done with you yet,” Aleck said as they pulled away. I could feel the cum that had started to leak from my pussy. They carefully released the bonds that secured my arms over my head, and I sighed as protesting muscles were allowed to ease into a more comfortable position. I was surprised when, instead of just helping me out of the bonds, they pulled my arms behind my back. They were tied there, my skin bitten by the grain of nylon rope. They removed the spreader bar from between my legs, and they were tied together, causing me to have to lean against one of them.
“We said we weren’t finished,” Dean said. I felt a hand squeeze one of my breasts and looked into Aleck’s eyes, and he grinned at me.
They carried me over to one corner of the room where the bed was. I squirmed into a position where I could be comfortable. My pussy and ass were sore from the abuse that they had endured earlier, and I knew I was going to be walking a little funny the next day.
Aleck leaned over me, and he rolled me over onto my back, further pinning my arms against the mattress.
He slid his cock inside me, the position of my legs making my pussy tighter than usual. The cum that was still leaking out of me helped to ease his cock inside. I groaned through the obstacle in my mouth as his cock stretched out my aching pussy.
“You got something to say?” he asked.
I felt him reaching behind my head. He undid the gag, pulling it from my mouth and tossing it to the side.
“Fuck me harder,” I pleaded with a groan.
“What did you say, baby girl?” he asked, slapping my ass roughly.
“Please, fuck me harder, sir,” I begged.
He rolled me over onto my side, my arms still restrained behind my back, causing me to grunt in discomfort as sore joints protested the repositioning. Strong hands grasped my arm and one of my thighs, using them as leverage to pull my body against theirs. I felt the other one behind me as he slid into my ass.
“Oh fuck, you’re so deep,” I moaned and screamed, my mouth now free of obstructions as their cocks sunk deep into my pussy and ass.
“This is what you needed, Princess,” Dean asked as he smacked my ass and thrust into me.
“Yes. Yes, yes. Harder, please. I’m cumming,” I moaned.
The force of their thrusts increased, bouncing my body against them in the throes of wanton passion, my body used as their sexy toy, bound and controlled for their pleasure. The sound of flesh against flesh mixed in with our moans and groans echoing off the walls.
“Come for us, baby girl,” Dean said, thrusting into my ass harder than ever. I felt used but utterly complete.
“Ohh fuckkk,” I came screaming.
“Fuck,” they both groaned. I felt the twitching of their cocks deep in me. I felt a wash of cum, molten in the heat of our passion, flow forth, coating the inside of my abused pussy and ass, pushing me over the edge into another screaming orgasm.
Aleck
Her body was limp. We undid the restraints and took her into the shower and took care of her. She smiled with a tired look. I saw her eyes beginning to close. After her shower, I took her to bed and tucked her in. Fuck, it felt good to have her back.