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And suddenly I am angry. With them, perhaps, or maybe with my own helplessness. And then I begin to cry once more.
I am sobbing so hard that I’m coughing when they return, and Master Erek approaches to lean in and lick the tears from my cheek.
“Ah, yes. Such beautiful tears. You are so perfect for us, my crying Girl.”
He slips a finger straight into my cunt, and of course, despite everything that’s happened to me today, and also because of it, I am wet and slippery, needing him.
He begins to finger-fuck me, and need builds and builds, until I can barely hold back my panting breaths. And he leans in and kisses me, taking my mouth with his, his lovely, wet tongue diving in, swirling over mine. I kiss him back, desperately, urgently, and for a few moments I am too overwhelmed by his kiss to even come.
Master Séverin comes up beside him and kisses his cheek, then Master Erek turns his head to kiss his lover, their mouths coming together only inches from mine, so that I feel it more than see it. Then it’s Master Séverin kissing me, his mouth harsher than Master Erek’s. His tongue invades my mouth—there is no other way to describe it—and his mouth is sweet and strong and tasting of fresh mint. I can barely believe this is happening.
I am so turned on, my poor pussy aches with it. With Master Erek’s fingers fucking me harder and harder, my orgasm is relentlessly impending, and just when I begin to clench uncontrollably, he pulls them out.
“Ah-ah,” he says, then clicks his tongue and laughs.
His mirth is always so threatening, because I understand what is behind it: his pleasure at my pain and need. But I love it, even so.
I love him, even so. Or perhaps because of his mirth at his own cruelty. He is such a true sadist. How can I resist?
He leans in to bite my cheek, then my throat, and his sharp teeth pierce my skin.
Oh, yes.
“Need to fuck you, my Girl,” he says. “Yes, I am going to fuck you now.”
He straightens, then he wraps my legs around his waist, cradling my ass in his hands as most of my weight hangs from the leather cuffs. And in one sharp thrust, he is inside me, his thick cock buried deep.
“Ohh…”
I can’t help the moan. I truly can’t. He feels so good. He smells so good; like sex and come and clean skin.
He starts a slow thrusting motion, burying himself deep inside my body. And as my nipples go even harder in response, the evil little teeth on the clamps dig deeper, the weights pulling my tortured flesh with each movement of his hips. I need to come almost instantly, and I swallow hard, forcing it down, back inside my body, into those deep corners of my wet, pink flesh.
“Don’t you dare,” Master Séverin whispers from behind me on the bed.
He grab my hips to pull me back, closer to him, then he shifts his hands to spread my ass cheeks wide. Master Erek lifts me higher as Master Séverin’s cock plunges into my ass.
“Oh!”
Pleasure pierces me, all the way down to my bones. To my soul. And the two of them fuck me in a hard, sharp rhythm, the pace quickening as Master Séverin sinks his teeth into my shoulder, as he wraps a hand in my hair and pulls tight so that my head is leaning back, my cheek next to his.
His panting breaths gust by my ear and land hot on my cheek as he fucks my ass, as Master Erek’s cock slides in and out of my cunt. They work in tandem, filling me so completely, then pulling out, then filling me once more. My body is so full of cock, so full of need, I can barely breathe. Then Master Erek shoves his fingers into my mouth, and I suck as if my life depends on it.
When he begins to ram his fingers down my throat, my sight goes black, and I know I’ll pass out soon. But I am so dizzy with pleasure, with pleasing my Masters, with love, that nothing else matters.
As he chokes me out with his fingers down my throat, all I can think of is how I love them both. Madly. Desperately. Inevitably.
Chapter Eight
My eyes flutter open just as Master Erek is coming inside me, his hips moving in sharp jabs. Behind me Master Séverin is fucking my ass in long strokes, plunging deep. My body is nearly vibrating with pleasure, with the depth of their thrusts. And as Master Erek groans, Master Séverin reaches around me to pinch my clit.
“Ah!” I cry out, pleasure like a knife, cutting deep, and I am barely hanging on.
“Come with me, Girl,” he growls in my ear. “Now.”
I let go, my body shaking as my climax rolls through me like thunder, both of them still thrusting hard and fast. And we are nothing but three panting breaths, a room full of groans and orgasms, the scent of come sharp in the air. I come so hard and for so long, I am finally left whimpering, unable to stop coming, unable to keep quiet.
It begins to taper off, then it’s Master Erek rubbing my clit in vicious circles.
