Page 71 of Doomed

“She is,” I agree, feeling pride swell in my chest. “But there are rules. The only cock that breeds her pussy or ass is mine. You can come in her mouth, but that’s it.”

Marcus nods immediately. “Fine by me.”

“Agreed,” Jenson says, already stroking himself to full erection.

Of course, the STD checks that are part of participation mean Bianca has no risk of getting anything from any of these guys. They’re clean. Also, Bianca is clean too, as she had to undertake one as part of signing the NDA.

I lead them back to where Bianca waits. Her eyes widen slightly at the sight of four men approaching her, nervousness flashing across her face.

I kneel beside her, stroking her cheek. “You want this, baby? These men want to help me make you feel good. But only if you want it.”

She hesitates, then nods, eyes never leaving mine.

“Use your words,” I demand gently.

“Yes,” she whispers. “I want it.”

I grin, feeling a surge of possessive desire. “Look at you, my filthy little slut,” I growl, loud enough for our audience to hear. “And I fucking love it.”

I lead Bianca to a padded bench in the center of the room. With a gentle hand, I bend her over it, positioning her perfect ass in the air. Her skin glistens with sweat and remnants of our earlier activities. My cock throbs at the sight.

“You three, her mouth is ready for you,” I command, running my hands over the curve of her ass. “Victor, you’re first. Let’s see how she handles that monster of yours.”

Victor approaches, his massive cock already rock hard. He positions himself in front of Bianca’s face, threading his fingers through her hair.

“Open,” he orders.

Bianca parts her lips, and Victor slides in slowly. I watch as her lips stretch around his girth, her eyes widening slightly.

“That’s it,” I encourage, reaching for the lube nearby. “Take him deep, baby.”

I coat my fingers generously with lube while watching her take Victor’s length. When he pushes deeper, hitting the back of her throat, she gags audibly.

“Easy,” I murmur, circling her tight hole with my slick finger. “Breathe through your nose.”

She moans around Victor’s cock, the vibrations making him groan. The sound of her pleasure shoots straight to my groin.

“Good girl,” I praise, slowly working my index finger into her ass. “Such a good cock sucker. You were made for this, weren’t you?”

As I ease my finger in and out, she gradually relaxes, adapting to the intrusion. Victor moves with confidence, establishing a steady rhythm that she meets with perfect submission.

“Add another finger,” Marcus suggests, stroking himself as he watches.

I comply, adding a second finger alongside the first, stretching her tight hole carefully. Bianca whimpers around Victor’s cock.

“That’s it, princess,” I croon. “You’re taking it so well. Just like you were born to please us.”

As I complete her preparation, I’m struck by how perfectly she yields to my fingers. Her trembling response to my every touch brings a knowing smirk to my face.

“Ready for my cock, baby?” I ask, withdrawing my fingers and reaching for more lube.

She nods around Victor’s thick shaft, her eyes watering slightly as she takes him deep. I coat my length generously, hissing at my own touch. My cock is so hard it practically throbs in my hand.

“Victor, let Jenson have a turn at her mouth,” I command, positioning myself behind her.

Victor withdraws with a grunt, his cock glistening with her saliva. Jenson steps forward eagerly, guiding his length between her swollen lips.

“Take him deep, princess,” I encourage, pressing the head of my cock against her tight ring of muscle.