Page 18 of Teach Me (Deviant Players #1)

‘There.’ He patted my butt. ‘This plug will stretch you nicely to fit my cock.’

I was morally outraged by myself, but my body wanted to rock against him, curious about this new sensation. It was different. Not quite pleasurable, but not unpleasant, either. That changed when he twisted the plug. My eyes flew open as I moaned, losing my grip on Dan’s cock.

He tutted at me as he guided it back into my mouth. ‘Suck.’

‘You want to know what I think?’ Dr Braithwaite pressed two thick fingers into my pussy.

‘I think Ophelia gets off on being used.’ He pumped into me with rapid thrusts that made my vision explode with tiny sparkles.

‘I think this little whore needs all her holes filled. I bet I can make her beg me to fuck her arse as hard as I’ve fucked her pussy.

’ His thumb swept across my clit, drawing a moan as I arched against his hand. ‘Isn’t that right, Ophelia?’

I released Dan’s cock, panting the words. ‘No, Sir.’

He chuckled. ‘Suck that cock, my little slut. Your lies aren’t fooling anyone. I know what filthy girls like you want.’ He twisted the plug with his other hand, working both holes as I shuddered and moaned. ‘You want your mouth full of Master Dan’s cock as I fuck your pussy, don’t you?’

‘Yes,’ I panted. ‘Please.’

He leaned over me, biting my shoulder. ‘Please what?’

I breathed against Dan’s groin, my mind numb with desire. Wicked, filthy desire I never knew was in me.

Dan lifted my chin. ‘Tell him, sweetheart.’

My throat contracted with a strained gulp. ‘Please,’ I whispered. ‘Please fuck me.’

‘That’s almost convincing.’ Dr Braithwaite shifted behind me. ‘Your pussy says more than your mouth ever will. It’s so wet, it’s seeping for me again.’

‘Give me your mouth,’ Dan ordered, gripping the base of his cock. He hissed out a breath when I took him to the hilt, wanting something to keep my mind off what Dr Braithwaite was doing behind me. ‘Steady, sweetheart.’

The head of Dr Braithwaite’s cock pressed against my entrance. He slammed into me before I could take my next breath. ‘Fuck,’ he said through gritted teeth. ‘You’re so tight like this.’

I whimpered, squeezing my eyes shut. The plug intensified the fullness, and I breathed deeply to stop myself from coming.

He slid his hand down my stomach to play with my clit. ‘Let’s see how fast I can get this slut to defy me.’

He pulled out to the tip and slammed into me, shattering my vision and any delusion I could focus on Dan. Saliva dripped down his shaft as I moaned.

‘Don’t you dare come,’ Dr Braithwaite said.

Tears sprang to my eyes at the next thrust. I sealed my lips around Dan’s cock and tried to shift my focus, but it only got harder to resist. Dr Braithwaite was relentless.

He held my bound wrists and fucked me hard while rubbing my clit.

I had no defence. No willpower. I was a body he used to give him what he wanted, and it did.

I shattered with a choked cry around Dan’s cock, my pussy gripping Dr Braithwaite so tightly that he hissed.

‘Goddammit.’ He pulled out, breathing hard. ‘Didn’t I tell you not to come?’

‘Sorry.’ He smacked my butt. ‘Sorry, Sir!’

‘You will be,’ he grumbled.

‘Don’t be so tough on her,’ Dan said. ‘She’s inexperienced.’

‘That’s no excuse.’ Dr Braithwaite pulled the plug out and pressed his cock head against my tight hole. ‘Suck him off, Ophelia. Poor Master Dan looks left out.’

I peeked at Dan through my lashes, my mind slushy. His cheeks were flushed, his darkened eyes staring back at me.

‘Hearing you come only made me harder. Let me use your mouth.’ Dan grinned when I took him as deep as he liked, breathing hard through my nose. ‘Look what a good girl she is. So obedient. So eager to please. You want to earn my come, don’t you?’

Nodding, I flicked his slit with my tongue, a thrill running through me when he sucked in a sharp breath.

‘Good.’

Dr Braithwaite pressed forward, stretching my tight muscles to accept him.

He rubbed my clit when I whimpered. ‘Relax for me, Ophelia. You can take me. Dirty girls like you are made to have their arse fucked.’ He played with my clit as he withdrew and pushed forward another inch.

I breathed through the mix of discomfort and pleasure as he slowly moved forward until he was seated fully inside me. ‘So tight,’ he groaned. ‘Are you okay?’

I could only pant.

Dan stroked my hair out of my sweaty face. ‘Intense?’

I nodded, my lips loosely holding his cock in my mouth.

‘Just breathe.’

‘You look amazing.’ Dr Braithwaite ran his hand slowly down my spine. ‘Just as I imagined you’d look the first time I saw you. This arse was made for my cock. I’ll be spending a lot of time fucking it.’ He pulled back slowly, then pressed forward. I moaned around Dan’s cock. ‘Feel good?’

‘Mmmm,’ was the only response I could make, a drawn-out hum at the back of my throat.

He thrust again. It was different, more intense, but I couldn’t deny the pleasure each of his slow strokes evoked in me. He took his time, letting me get used to the feeling before his grip on my hip tightened. ‘Suck him. I’ll spank you if you come again before he does.’

I sucked harder. I wanted Dan to come. Needed him to.

I teased his slit with my tongue, took him to the back of my throat and swallowed to grip him as tightly as I could.

He guided me through every thrust and sloppy lick as Dr Braithwaite continued slowly fucking my arse.

His fingers played with my clit as he took me to the edge of my orgasm, then held me there as Dan used my mouth to build his.

My lips were numb when Dan finally tightened his grip on my hair. ‘I’m going to come, sweetheart.’

‘Take it all,’ Dr Braithwaite said, his voice gruff. ‘When I hear you swallow his come, I’ll let loose on your arse.’

The thought thrilled and terrified me. I tightened my lips around Dan’s cock and sucked hard, feeling him swell as he thrust into my mouth. My throat was raw when he finally came with a hot burst of come.

‘Fuck,’ he groaned, stroking my hair as I swallowed every drop. ‘She’s such a good girl, Sir Emmerson.’

‘Hold her steady. I’m going to fuck her now like the dirty little slut she is. You want that, don’t you, Ophelia? You want me to fill your arse?’

‘Yes,’ I moaned.

Dr Braithwaite grabbed my hair and yanked my head back. ‘Yes what?’ he growled.

‘Yes, Sir!’

‘Good girl.’

Dan gripped my shoulders as Dr Braithwaite picked up the pace.

‘She’s a terrible sub, but her tight arse… fuck, I could spend hours buried in it.’

His hips slammed against my butt with each hard thrust, obliterating my delusions about myself and the quality of my past sexual experiences.

I’d never known pleasure like this. It was all-consuming.

I couldn’t hold myself upright. Couldn’t stop the sounds he pushed out of me, breathy groans mingling with sharp cries as he took me to a new level of ecstasy.

The orgasm that coursed through my body, ready to ravage me, scared me, and I whimpered in protest.

It was too much. He was too much.

‘Come apart, my little whore,’ Dr Braithwaite growled. ‘Milk my cock.’

My body did fall apart, and all I knew for a long moment was white, hot blissfulness. I lost my voice, my mind, and all control of my body. All I felt were his last strokes before he spilt into me in a hot stream, and all I heard was his groan of my name as he pulled me flush against his body.

‘Well done,’ Dr Braithwaite whispered in my ear as he lifted me onto Dan’s lap. ‘Rest for a bit. I’ll get a cloth to clean you up before I teach you a lesson you’ll never forget.’

I moved my lips to object, but my tongue didn’t work. My eyes didn’t either. I couldn’t keep them open as my head met Dan’s firm shoulder.