Page 13 of He Who Sleeps

Chapter 4

“Look at her.” She heardGoblin’s modulated voice and licked her lips. “And doesn’t she look ready?” She was on her knees now, blindfolded, her arms corset-tied behind her back. Neon was good with his ropes. “You ready for us?”

Us? She nodded without hesitation, but a frisson ran through her. Was it all four of them that were left? Or was it just Goblin and someone else?

Gentle fingers touched the crease between her shoulder blades, making her shiver as they traversed her spine and tested the blindfold. She opened her mouth to say something, but a sharp slap made her close it again. Okay, so that's how they wanted to play it.

“I will have to thank Neon for presenting you so perfectly,” Goblin said. “We both will.”

A sharp intake of breath came from her as she felt fingers pinch her nipples. Rough, they rolled them, and she arched slightly, the pinch sending zings to her core.

“And look how wet her thighs are,” she heard Goblin say. “How much of that is you, and how much of that is Stitches?” A hand grabbed her hair and pulled. “Answer.”

“Me,” she gasped, as her head was wrenched back. “Maybe some is Stitches.” She moaned.

“Neon make you come so hard it’s all you?” Goblin chuckled. “Well, it’s not all you’re getting tonight. Heads or tails?” She heard him ask the question, but no one answered. Who was with him? Not knowing was driving her crazy in the best kind of way with anticipation. “Get her in a finger trap? Excellent.”

Whoever was behind her moved with precision, binding her fingers in a trap she knew from experience wasn't worth fighting. The more she pulled, the tighter it would get.

She felt herself fall forward, stopped by something with just enough give. Pillows? A bolster?

Something nudged her entrance, thick and hot, now that she wasn’t sitting on it. She whimpered as it rubbed against her clit and then slipped into her. She sighed, feeling the invasion, the fullness of whomever was there. It was clear they wouldn’t tell, and that was part of the fun. She felt fingers on her jaw as they gently prodded it to open. She did, and closed her eyes behind the blindfold as a cock was slipped into her mouth gently and slowly. She licked, giving over to them both.

There was no warning before a sharp smack stung her ass and she squealed, choking on the cock in her mouth as she automatically jerked away from the sting.

So a fucking and a spanking...okay. She felt hands in her hair again. Whoever was in her mouth gripped her head as they steadied her. She was spanked again and again, at intervals, as she sucked and pushed back on the cock inside her. It was maddening, going so slow, so careful, the careful swats on her ass. Her body was building to an orgasm, working her to a fever pitch.

The moment her skin would start to burn with unbearable stinging, the man behind her would switch to the other side. Who was it? Couldn't be Snake again...he didn't fuck her with his own dick. Couldn't be Stitches...he'd never be able to keep his mouth shut. Was it Plague, maybe? Had he ever played with others? The constant assault on her senses made it hard to think.

Moaning, she heard a groan from in front of her, but with the modulation, it could have been any of them. Not knowing was both hot and frightening. She did trust all seven of them, but this was maddening. She knew Goblin was there because this was his kink. Sensory deprivation play was quickly becoming one of hers as well, as Goblin always had such care with her. And the orgasms had always been deep and thrumming and sublime.

But now, with the second in the mix, with no indication, the unknown lover kink was high in her mind. Who? Fuck, did it even matter? She moaned again and pushed back on the cock inside her, her control teetering on the edge of orgasm.

Her lower body began to coil and tighten and whoever was behind her clearly felt it because they reached around underneath her to play with her clit.

She shattered with the extra attention, sobbing as she came, the cock in her mouth getting deeper and almost cutting off her air. The asphyxiation set her orgasm rolling again, fluttering over her as she moaned and swallowed on the cock in her mouth. The hands in her hair gripped tighter as she felt them move, tunneling deep into her mouth and throat as the same was being done to her already tender pussy.

Seeing stars in her mind she cried out as she came again, this one hard and heavy, her sheath clamping down hard on whoever was behind her. She was rewarded by the rhythm behind her faltering and then a rumbling groan that she felt rather than heard as whoever it was came hard, filling her up with hot jets of cum.

Whoever was in front of her followed their compatriot, filling her throat full with thick salty cum. She swallowed it down as both cocks were withdrawn from her body and then slumped down and over, panting. The binds on her hands and arms were suddenly gone and she blinked as the blindfold was pulled from her eyes, to see Goblin, just Goblin, in the room.

“You did so well.” He ran his fingers up between her breasts. “Rest.” She closed her eyes, a smile on her lips. Tomorrow. Tomorrow she would unmask her sweet Goblin, and whoever decided to help him.