Chapter 160: This Is What Happens When By Disobeying Your Dominants
Chapter 160: This Is What Happens By Disobeying Your Dominants
Camilla
"Be a good whore and open your mouth." Gregorio commanded, his words causing tingles to shoot through my scalp and down to the tips of my toes.
Obeying, I took a deep breath before I felt his length push past my lips, more drool already accumulating as he pressed himself Inside my mouth. My legs tried to press together for relief at the feeling of him but Adriano forced them apart with his ringed hand, his other hand being rather occupied from restraining me.
When he soon realized this position wouldn't work for that precise reason, I heard the ruffle of clothes as he lifted my ass off his lap, just to lay on his stomach between my thighs. My hips were forced to widen at his large frame nestled between them, my body jerking as his ring instantly returned to torturing me.
Even with the blindfold, I could practically see his satisfied smirk, knowing there was nothing I could do to take over now. I was completely at their mercy and Gregorio knew that as he pulled back, only to swiftly thrust forward, nearly suffocating me with his díck down my throat. My hands tried to pull away to steady myself but Adriano's grip remained unwavering around me, allowing gravity to take over.
"You pinch me if you want this to stop." I heard him say, knowing his wrist was more than within reach of my fingers.
The order brought me comfort and I felt my body submit just as a little bit more to their desire at that even with the constant denial I have been receiving. My hips had fallen into a continuous circling motion against Adriano's hand and he let me, seeking out my pleasure myself in combination with Domenico's motions around my throbbing nipples.
Unsurprisingly, it wasn't long until signs of an orgasm hit me again, only this time, my whimper in frustration was muffled and overpowered my Gregorio's harsh fucking. Things Were becoming very hard to handle, unable to move, breathe or even speak. As the lack of oxygen started to take effect over my body, blinding hot pleasure appeared in its place. I was on the verge of passing out by the time Gregorio ended up pulling out, resting his díck on my warm tongue as I took a heavy inhale of air.
My face was wet with tears and spit but I still needed more. I wanted to be able to touch them, to make them feel as good as I do right now but they wouldn't let me. I am beginning to believe that was the true punishment.
"Such a mess already." Adriano cruelly tuts, dipping his head slightly at the caress of his breath tickles my thighs.
"I can't wait to see how pretty you look later when you are crying out around our dícks."
Bringing the ring back to my clit, a sharp moan escaped from my mouth at the contact, Gregorio taking the sound as invite as he thrust back down my throat. Our last night together had truly snapped something in him because he was no longer restrained as he gripped my hair tight like a leash, holding me still for my destruction.
"You are taking him so fucking well, darling." Domenico commented, the sound of his voice soothing away the dizziness in my head.
Since I couldn't see, having that connection to them kept me grounded and allowed air to fill my lungs even as I choked and sputtered around Gregorio's díck. He began grunting softly from the sheer force of his movement, my mouth trying to keep up with him but being unable to. I can't recall when but at some point I had just given up, letting my jaw fall slack as my tongue ran teasingly along the underside of his díck.
At the same time, the other two took diligent care of my trembling body, the elapsed minutes slowly bringing pain along with them. Though I gasped as Adriano's soft lips began to kiss along my thighs and hips in contrast, the constant denial and unrelenting vibration of my pinched nipples grew more and more sore with each passing second.
I felt completely and utterly consumed, truly becoming a mess under their touch as my make-up smudged, my arousal soaked my underwear and my whimpers filled the air.
"That is it," the low hum of Adriano's voice came from between my legs in encouragement, goosebumps breaking out along my skin.
"Fifteen more minutes left before we can properly take care of you the way we initially wanted.
What? He must be kidding me. My body screamed out in protest as the vibration increased on my clit instead of slowing this time, hurting from the intense overstimulation.
"Haha!" I groaned around Gregorio's díck in dissatisfaction, my body trying to jerk away as he used that as an excuse to force my head forward until my nose was pressed against his front.
No amount of control could have stopped me from gagging around him but he only seemed to like it more, keeping me there as I fought to struggle away.
"What was that, Camilla?" Domenico asked in mock pity, amused and satisfied by my obvious desperation.
"Something you want to say?"
My cunt tightened at the demanding undertones of his word, crying around Gregorio's díck until he finally pulled me back. Long strings of my saliva kept me connected to him as did his steady grip on my hair, my brain going dumb as I heard him stroking himself with only his tip Inside my mouth.
"Please, I can't handle this anymore." I shook even though I knew damn well I could.
Adriano's wrist was more than accessible to my pinch should I need it to stop but I wasn't even close to my limit yet. I need quite the opposite, I need more.
"This is what happens to bad girls who make their dominants wait for them." Gregorio said as power radiates off every part of him, more tears building in my eyes in response.
Any other color of blindfold and all three would have been able to see how wet the material was now. This kind of release tended to be more freeing than any orgasm could promise and I was greedily indulging in every second even as I tried to get away half the time.
"Stay still, darling?" Domenico ordered as I squirmed continuously over top of him, my thighs practically crushing Adriano's head as I sought out my pleasure myself.
I wondered if I would somehow be able to trick him into letting me cum if I pretended for long enough I had it under control? Although I doubted that would end well for me, I couldn't even count how many orgasms I have been denied by now. All I knew was that my desire branched much farther than just the pleasurable high of climaxing. It was these infuriating men that physically kept me bound to the couch while mentally consuming me from the inside out.
Everything was always intense with them as a group with my loss of vision along with that, I am surprised I haven't already shattered completely beneath them.
"Good girl," I heard Domenico mumble as I made an effort to cease my movements but nothing was able to stop my shaking.
He didn't seem to care, though. His priorities set on something that really had me still in distress. The clinking of ice against a glass sounded by my ears, swirling in some sort of drink I knew Domenico had poured while waiting for me. He always had a thing for temperature play with me and I remember the cold bite ice brought in contrast to his heated kisses and warm skin.
"Domenico, I…" my words got cut off as I felt a tug at my blindfold, the material slipping away as I was met with bright light and flashes of the men around me.
Although my head was still facing Gregorio, my heart raced when I looked up to catch him, his eyes staring down at me. His fingers remained curled in my hair, but his free hand had never stopped stroking himself as I slowly continue to suck on his tip. For a second, I had found myself lost in the hunger in his eyes, for a second, I forget I was being punished until Adriano's hand pulled away at the same time Domenico brought the ice down onto one of my nipples.
My body jerked harshly at the action, Gregorio's díck slipping from my mouth as my lips parted in both pain and pleasure, desperately trying to free myself away from the freezing bite at my skin.
"Always so responsive." Domenico said just as my mouth was filled once again, Gregorio's taste sliding across my tongue.
Before it was simple squirming but I really tried to fight them now, my eyes closing as I gagged and my hips bucked at the ice being dragged around the still vibrating clamps. However, I was no match for one of them, let alone three. I had wanted more and now k was getting it.
"Please!" I mentally begged, my cries and whimpers not allowing any opportunity for actual words beyond my desperate moans.
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