Page 17 of Unwrapping Chase

“One,” Tam groaned, forcing their second spicul deeper into me and pressing it right against my prostate.

I shrieked behind the ball gag and writhed. It was so good.

Nyx growled.

Shaking, I held up one finger as I sobbed from the burning stretch. I was so full. All of my thoughts floated out of my head, and I was deep in the pleasure. That was all that existed.Being good for Tam and Nyx, and the pleasure of Tam’s spiculi rearranging my insides.

My balls drew up tight as sparks raced down my spine. My cock was growing almost painfully hard. I was close. So close.

One of Tam’s smaller tentacles gripped the base of my cock, stopping my building orgasm. They said, “Sluts aren’t allowed to come without permission.”

I cried out as both of their spiculi jabbed my prostate. Tears formed in my eyes from the pressure, but my cock released even more pre-cum. Tam pushed even harder, making me release a choked yelp. They were going to break me.

Their tentacle tightened painfully. “Do you understand, slut?”

I nodded.

Tam smiled, stroking my sides lovingly. “Good boy. I will take very good care of you, I promise, but you must obey.”

I felt myself slip further away into the fuzzy space where I could simply exist and feel. Tam and Nyx would keep me safe. They would both make sure I felt good.

“I want him to fuck me,” Tam said, and I continued to cry and whimper behind the gag, nearly choking on my spit.

“He’s yours, dear one,” Nyx said, voice rough. “Use him as you please.”

Tam slithered over my body like an octopus, and their tentacles kept my legs up and supported while others played with my nipples and gripped my arms hard enough to leave bruises. Their spiculi continued to pound my ass, never letting up for even a moment.

They reached under themself and groaned; a plug fell onto the bed, shiny with light blue slick.

I groaned, eyes closing.

A slap across my side made me yelp, and my eyes opened almost sluggishly.

“Keep looking at me, slut,” Tam ordered, and I was perfectly content to comply. All I could do was moan in response, so deep in my blissed-out state.

Carefully, Tam lowered onto me, and I mewled at the moist heat that surrounded my cock. It was so tight. Tam’s hole squeezed me, and they wiggled, moaning and writhing, not taking even half my length.

“He’s too big,” Tam cried.

Nyx came to the bed. “No, he’s not. You will take him.”

Tam whimpered, but Nyx coiled a tentacle around their neck like a collar, and I whined. I wanted one too.

He ignored me and ordered, “Now.”

With a cry, Tam began to work themself up and down on my cock until they had taken all of it. If one of their smaller tentacles hadn’t been gripping my root, I would’ve erupted inside of them from the tight squeeze and the moist heat. I was positive that I had never felt better in my entire life.

“It feels so good,” Tam cried, rolling and rocking. “I’m so full.”

“Ride him, dear one.”

Tam cried out as they picked up the pace, looking like a sensuous wave as they rode me. I moaned at the sensations, trying to move in time with them, but I couldn’t; I was too contained. But fuck, I loved it. My fuzzy brain was sparking with pleasure. My hole was being relentlessly fucked, my nipples were being tweaked and jerked painfully, and my cock was being strangled while being inside the tightest, warmest hole I’d ever had the pleasure of fucking.

It was all too much.

I was a toy for them, and that only added to my bliss. I was made to be used, and Tam was using me exactly how I liked.

My cock was so hard it hurt, and Tam was riding me harder and faster. I cried, begging behind the gag as tears slipped downmy cheeks. I needed to come; I had to. I couldn’t contain it any longer, but I wanted to be good for them.