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CHLOE

T he world around me faded momentarily as I tried to catch my breath, my body tingling with the aftershocks of pleasure. Another orgasm surged through my aching body, and I couldn’t imagine giving them many more.

My face was sticky. Full of cum and fresh tears, yet I refused to tap out. I want this. I need this. My cervix felt bruised from the repeated abuse it took tonight, and my voice was hoarse from screaming out.

I drifted, hearing the softest voice before a soft kiss planted itself on my cheek. Pulled out of my fog, my ears no longer carried muffled voices.

Fingers grazed the bottom of the blindfold, pulling it from my eyes. It took a moment to adjust to the dim light of the room. I looked at the men who both watched me swallow the toys, probably wishing it was them.

King appeared at my side with a matchbook and struck it against the box three times to ignite the red candle. Where did those come from?

I writhed around as he toyed with me, holding the burning candle over my already aching breasts, turning it sideways and upright multiple times, laughing as I tried to move out of the way. A harsh slap came down over my left thigh, and I refocused my attention.

“Focus on me Chloe. In a minute, what I’m doing will hurt a hell of a lot worse,” Lux soothed.

Was that supposed to make me feel better? The machine stopped, and I whimpered as he pulled them from my holes. I could feel my juices slide down through the crack of my ass and onto the floor in droplets. Closing my eyes, I relished the freedom. The feeling quickly replaced with the smooth steel of a knife as the tip poked at the soft skin of my thigh.

“Please don’t…please.” I whimpered through the gag, pleading with them.

Lux held the knife steady and used the other hand to pull at the skin, straightening it out before a searing pain erupted from me. I couldn’t make out the letters as they were engraved on me. Too immersed in the zing of arousal that quickly bounced back and forth between my abdomen and clit. The blood ran down my thigh in a stream and my cries were muffled behind the gag.

My body flushed with heat and the smell of candle wax and sweat permeated the air around me as it hardened over my breasts. Unable to focus, the pure feeling of searing heat coursed through my veins, shortly replaced by moans as the candle wax made a pool on top of my abdomen.

“You’re going to remember this night for the rest of your life Chloe. Always carrying it with you in the depths of your mind.”

Moving to the other side, Lux repeated the same torture, presumably engraving the name of his friend in bloody letters. A small sob escaped me as the torture stopped abruptly.

“Just breathe baby, you’re safe,” I furrowed my brow, watching curiously as his mouth moved over the fresh wound, sucking and licking the tender skin.

“Lux please,” I moaned into the gag, but it came out as only murmurs.

King’s hand grazed against the chain and unlatched it, letting it fall back to my chest, the weight pulling on my swollen and aching nipples.

“Ready?” He asked.

Hell no, I’m not ready. Who’s ready to feel the blood rush back to the place where circulation was non-existent for god knows how long?

He took my breast in his hand, massaging the area tenderly before releasing the clamp, and I hissed as a surprisingly familiar zing pinged against my chest and core like a pinball. Lux was rubbing my sore clit in small circles, and I hung my head back, letting them continue the task at hand.

King pinched my free nipple, while taking off the other clamp, quickly replacing it with his hot mouth. Every scream seemed to pull me further away from my sanity, raw and primal urges breaking through. My body shook in pleasure, signaling an oncoming orgasm as he scratched the wax from my tits. King ran a hand along my cheek and removed the gag from my mouth.

“P-P-Please c-ca-can I come-e?” I forced out.

“Look at her asking permission, Lux. A true whore,” he laughed, wrapping a hand around my throat and ripping another piece of wax off, leaving the sensitive flesh red and irritated.

“She learns fast,” He replied back before his mouth latched onto the other thigh. Licking at the crimson mess sensuously.

Everywhere throbbed, and I wanted it to end. I was so tired. Using his palm, he moved back and forth rapidly and I surrendered, letting another orgasm consume me.

It’s hard for people to understand why someone like me would love this lifestyle so much. They go in blind and then somehow the line between pleasure and punishment gets lost. Punishment should never become pleasure during an intense experience like this. Period.

“Come for us, Chloe. Scream it out.”

Using his palm, Lux rubbed over my clit rhythmically, his hand soaked while King took my bottom lip in between his teeth and bit down, making me bleed from the same place he’d cut into me. I unraveled from the pleasure, screaming into his mouth.

Lux

I froze, captivated by the rawness of her surrender. Fuck . Watching as her body arched involuntarily as the overwhelming sensations flooded through her. She was so beautiful, dripping and shaking against the restraints. All for us. She doesn’t even know that my cock will be the only one she’ll have for the rest of her life.

“You’re so beautiful when you look like this.” I didn’t care how tired she was. I needed to be inside her. I’ve been so patient tonight, and I’m more than happy to do the work.

King and I lifted her from the restraints. Her wrists rubbed raw from her struggle, but it was so goddamn sexy. I couldn’t help but moan at the way we marked her.

She was beyond dazed. Wild, untamed, and free, sitting limply against King and I placed my fingers under her chin.

“Can you take more?” This was about her and she needed to enjoy the process too, but we broke her in just the way she needed, safely. Which meant she was waiting patiently for direction.

We would finish in the place where you can let your darkest desires roam free like the demons who roam hell. Her eyes fluttered in pure exhaustion, but she nodded.

The bedroom.

Over my shoulder, she went as I lifted her up and headed upstairs. Her claws scratched at my back, and I shivered, wanting them to mark my body as we’ve done to her tonight.

King followed closely behind as I laid down and placed her next to me. My back pressed against the silky black sheets and almost took me into their embrace. They were cool and inviting against the heat that radiated from my sweating body. I gotta get out of this mask soon . Can’t breathe and can see just enough of what I needed tonight.

“Straddle her on top of me, man.”

Eyes closed, she hesitated as King picked up her shaking form with ease, spreading her open and straddling over me. Taking my dick in my hand, I gave it a couple of hard strokes before resting my tip against her pussy and sunk into her slowly.

Tears poked at her soft features, and she clenched around me. She looked and hopefully felt as she intended, and I flushed with heat, knowing we did that for her. Her pussy swallowed every inch, fitting around me like a glove.

It didn’t take long for me to reduce into a whimpering mess, jerking every time she weakly bounced up and down on my cock.

My abdomen tightened at the pressure, fighting the release I wanted. Sweat and wax mingled between our bodies as I wrapped my hand around her neck, bringing her closer to me.

Resting the forehead of the mask against hers, I groaned. “Ride me good baby, don’t stop.”

She bounced on top of me and I felt each movement. Each time she moved over my hardness and slammed down again, driving me closer to the edge.

I’m going to come so deep inside her and make her mine for good. It’s all I’ve wanted for so long. So fucking long.

“You better not come,” King’s voice engulfed my senses, and I moved my gaze over to him while my hips continued to meet her sweet and greedy thrusts.

“Don’t worry,” I moaned out. “She won’t.”

Taking his place behind her, he looked me straight in the eye. “Not her. You.”

My breath hitched, feeling his thumb brush against my dick, and she leaned forward a bit. Her eyes glazed over in pleasure, completely lost in each movement. She looked so sexy in this position.

“Holy shit.”

My jaw clenched, and I inhaled sharply. Her pussy stretched as his cock slid inside her and we started moving in sync. I moaned, losing myself in the rhythm of our cocks as they brushed together inside of her.

Each thrust sent shockwaves through my sensitive body. Her eyes bore into the ceiling, and I admired the droplets of sweat that sat between the valley of her breasts. I was hungry, licking my lips before my head moved, lifting to capture her nipple in my mouth, nibbling on the delicate flesh.

I swallowed thickly and whimpered in pleasure as my cock pulsed against his. My hand moved between us and pressed against her clit.

“Grind against my thumb. Come with two cocks inside of you naughty girl.” We both took her cunt, and she screamed out as each of us pulled out and slammed back in rhythmically. One after the other, just like the dildos had before.

“Fuck…she’s so tight, and you… you’re so fucking hard. I can’t take it.” He was a whimpering mess, and I couldn’t help but lock my eyes on his flexing muscles. This position turned me on further.

We’ve shared in the past, but this, this was different. After tonight, our relationship would change drastically. How, I’m not exactly sure yet. But we’ll roll with it.

Angel would be the only man allowed to touch her after tonight, and that’s only when I approved of it.

She’s not ours, Chloe Whitlock is mine.