by Evelyn Vox
"How's that plug feeling, Alexandra?" Derek said into my ear.
His lips grazed my earlobe and he caught it in his teeth, nipping me hard before planting a kiss on my neck.
"Plug," Brian's questioning voice cut through the buzz of the vibrator.
He'd taken off the jacket of his stud, and had unbuttoned the first few buttons on his shirt. His tie was nowhere to be seen. His erection tented his pants. Fuck, having him here was hot. Really hot.
"Why don't you tell your husband what I made you do tonight," Derek said.
"He made me," I breathed.
I tried to control the sensations building inside of me, but my voice came out as nothing more than a husky pant.
"W-wear a--ah!"
I was cut off as Derek smacked my ass again. I restored only to be met with those cruel hands slamming into my ass.
"Speak through it, Brat," he growled behind me, "I want to hear you try to act composed when you're nothing more than a dirty little bitch about to come at any second."
He was so mean! My heart thudded, and the moment I opened my mouth to speak, he slapped me again. Brian began to rub his chest through the unbuttoned top of his shirt. He walked closer to watch, patiently waiting for my answer.
"He-"
Slap!
"Made me--"
Slap!
"Wear a butt--"
Slap!
“Plug!"
I gasped it out as fast as I could, trying with all my might to ignore the pleasure bursting between my legs.
"You had it in all night? Even at the party?" Brian's eyes were wide.
"Yes," I said and I tensed for a slap, but it never came.
"Told you she was a dirty little bitch," Derek said to Brian over my shoulder. "Do you want to see what a well-trained little bitch she is, Brian? Do you want to see how easily I can make your whore of a wife come for me?"
Unbelievably, Brian licked his lips and nodded.
Derek suddenly pulled my hips back in the air, so I was bent nearly in half. My wrists strained against the cuffs and the angle shifted the vibrator, pressing it flush, hard, and wild against my clit. Derek jutted the head of his dick at the entrance of my sopping pussy, teaching me with the tip.
"Come for me, Princess," he crooned into my neck, and I exploded.
My legs quivered, my eyes rolled into the back of my head, and my toes curled fully off the floor. The orgasm cascaded through me, and I would have hung limp from the chains if it weren't for Derek's strong hands holding my hips. They encircled my waist as he reached to turn the vibrator off, pulling it through the ropes. I was about to thank him for removing the torture device when I realized he didn't do it for my benefit.
He did it for his.
His hands curled under the ropes of my empty harness and used it to thrust my hips backward while he jammed me full of his fat cock. I cried out to be penetrated so suddenly. I was so dripping wet it slid in easily. Derek yanked the ropes backwards, forwards, using them as leverage to help him thirst into me with a force I'd never experienced before. I was so overwhelmed with the sensation I could barely breathe. Noiseless, choked sounds erupted from me as he pounded into me.
My eyes flashed to Brian, concerned that he was watching Derek fuck me so brutally, but he was mesmerized. Brian's dick was hard in his hand as he stroked it with long, steady beats. Being around two hard cocks sparked something primal and terrifying deep within me. It was too much.
"Sir, please may I come," I begged, watching as Brian began to stroke himself faster.
"So soon," Derek laughed, his pace unrelenting,
"Fuck, Princess, your hot little pussy is so tight for me."
"Sir," I pleaded.
I was almost to the point of no return. Watching Brian jerk off to me being fucked was more than I could control.
"Come for me," Derek commanded.
My walls clenched around his cock and he hissed in pleasure as I melted away into nothingness. Ecstasy fizzled through my skin, sparked all over my body, and stripped me bare. It felt so good I wanted to cry. Little mewls poured from my mouth, contented coos of pleasure that Derek pulled from me as he continued to fuck me.
"I know what to show your husband next," he said the word with special relish, and I realized he was enjoying this as much as I was--he loved showing Brian just how good he was at yoking my pleasure from me. "My favorite little trick of yours."
I was jolted from my post-orgasmic haze as my eyes went wide. I knew exactly what he meant. He stopped fucking me long enough to reposition himself between the front of my legs. He lifted them over his shoulders to hold my hips aloft. Derek's cock rammed into me and hit that perfect, spongy little sweet spot inside my pussy.
"Oh, Oh Sir!"
It was so intense. Being suspended made every position all the more extreme, the sensations were strong. Brian circled around to watch, rubbing himself quickly as he now stood next to us. I looked up to see Derek staring at Brian with such masculine dominance that it was almost my undoing. I lulled my head back and closed my eyes as that watery pressure built inside of me.
My pussy squelched around Derek's cock, while I moaned with guttural pleasure.
"Go ahead," Derek said, and I fluttered my eyes open to see he was talking to Brian.
Suddenly, Brian's dick was on my lips, and I instinctively opened my mouth for him. His eyes shuddered closed as he slid in and pumped in and out of my mouth. I took him deeper in my mouth than I ever had before.
The two men using me both groan in pleasure as they fucked me like the dirty little slut I was. I couldn't take it. I screamed around Brian's hard length as I gushed over Derek's huge cock in my pussy. My arousal squired into the air in strong arcs with each pulse of ecstasy that torpedoed through me.
"My god," Brian said in awe before he shuddered and spilled himself into my mouth.
Next came Derek's proud exclamation as he joined us and unloaded deep inside of me. Both men removed themselves from me, leaving me hanging there like a limp noodle.
"You did not ask permission, Brat," Derek said.
My head snapped up and I stared at him like he was insane. How was I supposed to say anything with a dick in my mouth?!
"But since you were unable to speak," he said softly, "I'll be lenient. Instead, I'm going to let you in on a little secret."
His hands encircled my breasts to give my nipples a good, hard pinch.
"We wanted tonight to last," he told me, and I heard Brian snicker next to him. My blood turned cold. What could they have planned?
"Do you want to do the honors?" Derek asked Brian.
"We took Viagra, Lexie," Brian all but giggled down at me.
I looked at the goofy grin on his face and the dark one on Derek's and couldn't stop my mouth from dropping open.
It was going to be one hell of a long night.
Chapter Thirty-Five
LEXIE
I was going to kill these men by the end of the night That was if I even survived the night. I knew I'd be lucky if I could walk tomorrow. Derek treated Brian to a show of punishment, using a flogger that stung like hell. Brian watched with hungry, puppy dog eyes, like a boy in a candy store.
Next, Derek magnanimously allowed him to put the nipple clamps on me, as well as the malicious clamp that was biting my right at the moment. I was still hanging, squirming under the painfully pleasure pressure of the clit clamp. I'd also come more times than I could count.
"Brian had made one request this evening," Derek said, circling me like a shark, "he wants into that ass of yours."
I gulped and watched as Derek got the lube, but instead of handing it to Brian, he kept it for himself.
"It was quite mean of you to deny it to him all of these years," Derek said, "but I won't regret that I had the honor of plunging into that tight, virgin asshole."
He walked behind me and stopped there. Brian stood in front of us radiating uncertainty.
"Brian needs to understand that you are min
e," Derek said to us both, "and that any hole of yours he fucks tonight he's doing because I allow it. And tonight, I get your ass first."
I tried to wrap my head around the notion of firsts and seconds in relation to my asshole. I definitely wouldn't be able to walk tomorrow. I looked at Brian to see how he was taking all this, and he seemed to be eating up every second of it.
It would seem both these men are perfectly suited for the roles they are playing. I didn't have much time to ponder it further before Derek's fingers were at my entrance, probing for the mass of metal that was still inside of me. He tugged until it came out with a pop.
Derek lubed up two fingers before shoving them unceremoniously into my ass, and I screamed. Brian watched, fascinated, and had even moved to get a better look. Derek's fingers pumped in me for a few beats before he took them out and his cock nudged at my entrance. His dick slipped into me. His girth stretched me out more than a plug or fingers ever could.
"Fuck," I screamed.
Brian inhaled sharply as he watched as inch by torturous inch Derek filled my ass. Derek moaned when the hard ring of muscle clenched around him. The pressure it was putting my clamped bud was maddening. Heat flushed up my chest into my cheeks, and I could do nothing but pant and scream. I was helpless as he used me for his own pleasure.
The dull pain in my ass soon gave way until it felt so good I would have come without the clamp on my clit. His hands coiled around the ropes on my hips and he used them for leverage again to ram harder into my ass than ever before. I squeezed my eyes shut as I tried to fend off the brutal pace with which he fucked me. It was punishing and painful, on the brink of being too much.
I felt hot breath between my legs and my eyes shot open. Brian knelt beneath us and caught my hips with his hands. Derek stopped pulling on the ropes to allow Brian access to my glistening folds. Brian's tongue slid along my slit from the top down before rubbing torturous circles around my clamped little clit. Derek kept thrusting into me, grunting like a mad bull. Brian's fingers slid into my pussy, and for the first time ever, he stoked the fire behind that sweet spot inside of me.
"Can I take off the clamp?" Brian asked from between my thighs.
I didn't hear Derek's reply, but he must have nodded yes, because Brian gently, so gently, pulled the evil thing off of me. I groaned as the blood rushed and engorged my clit. Brian's tongue slaked between my folds, assaulting my hard, swollen, and thoroughly abused clit.
The feeling of Derek's cock in my ass with Brian's tongue on my clit and fingers in my pussy; it was beyond words. I was sweating, panting, screaming--lost to the pleasure given to me by these men. My juices poured down my thighs as Brian lapped at me and the ecstasy built to unbearable peaks.
"Please, Sir,--" I couldn't even get the words out, my voice died like embers in a flame as the orgasm pulled me under.
"Come, Alexandra," Derek purred into my ear.
I saw fireworks for the second time that night. I convulsed so hard I almost jumped out of Derek's sure grip. For a moment, I was afraid I was going to pass out. My lungs just stopped working, they were paralyzed by the pleasure that had taken my body hostage. Derek groaned as the spears of pleasure pierces me in waves, making me clench so hard around his dick I was afraid I'd push him out.
"Fuck," he breathed, low and deadly as he held me as still as he could.
Brian kept licking me and I bucked like a wild animal with every stroke of his tongue. Before I knew it, another orgasm rocked through me.
"Enough," Derek snapped at Brian.
He obeyed, but gave me one last parting lick before he stood.
"I want to come all over this hot, juicy ass of yours, Princess," Derek said.
He gave a few good thrusts that left me breathless before pulling out of me. I heard him pump at his dick and his grunt of pleasure that foretold the hot, light spurt of his cum over the top of my ass.
My shoulder hurt. My wrists ached. My hands were starting to go numb. Mercifully, Derek walked around to face me and placed a heated kiss on my lips before he cradled me and unfastened my cuffs. He always knew when I was at the end of my rope.
I collapsed into his arms and he placed me on the padded leather of the structure. It was an effort not to fall asleep. I was spent, but as I looked around at the still rock hard dicks surrounding me, I realized this was far from over. Brian crouched behind me and wiped a cloth over the mess on my ass.
I'd never imagined I'd be in a situation where my husband would be wiping another man's semen off of me. Derek pulled out a wet wipe from his bag of torture and cleaned his dick. Only they do I understand what they are preparing for, and for the first time tonight, I doubted my ability to take whatever they could throw at me.
"I want to be inside of you here, Lexie," Brian's sweet voice greeted my ears.
His hands cupped my sore, heated ass cheeks.
"Only if Derek lets you," I heard myself saying, trained better than any dog.
I spied a small smile of satisfaction on Derek's lips, along with a look of pure pride and affection. He crouched down to look me in the eye. Smokey eyes met mine and I could tell he was probing, trying to see if I'd reached my limit.
"Are you ready, Princess," he asked me softly, grazing my cheek with a thumb.
I took a shuddering breath.
"Yes, Sir," I said, sealing my fate.
The grin on Derek's face was enough to make me second guess my decision. The devil inside of him shone through and the dominance his gaze made me quiver. He laid down next to me and pulled me on top of him until I was straddling his hard, muscled torso.
"I'm going in first," he said to us both.
I lifted my hips up and watched as swollen flesh met swollen flesh and he sheathed his girth into me.
"Oh," I breathed.
He rocked me up and down his cock for a few beats, hands on my hips, and his head was tilted back in pure ecstasy.
"Your cunt is a little slice of heaven, Alexandra," he moaned out.
Brian moved behind us, lube in hand. I leaned forward over Derek's chest, so my ass stuck up in the air. It wasn't up very far, but it was enough. I felt Brian's dick search for my puckered little hole. He was clumsy and fumbled like a virgin, which, I supposed, he was when it came to anal sex.
"Hold still, please," he said as politely as if he were asking someone to pass the salt.
I bit back a giggle that soon died in my throat as Brian finally found my entrance. He and I inhaled stark, sharp breaths at the same time.
"Oh God," I moaned.
Brian pushed forward, going deep and deeper until he was fully inside of me. My ass was already so used from Derek, Brian had no trouble burying himself to the balls. He pitched forwards so his chest leaned hard against my back, and began to thrust. My breasts were smushed against Derek's muscular chest as he joined with his own rhythm.
Derek's face was mere inches from mine, and I realized it was the first time I'd ever been on top of him. He seemed to have realized it too, because he wouldn't take his eyes off of mine. I was trapped in the steely net of his gaze with no desire to try to escape. Fire. Pure, hot molten fire began to build inside of me as these men filled me up more than I ever thought was possible.
I couldn't stop the screams. I had no control, no volition. I was sandwiched between these two large men and helps between the terrible frenzy of their desire. Brian pumped into my ass and panted into my ears, while Derek pushed so hard into my pussy his hips lifted from the ground with each thrust.
They fucked me within an inch of my life.
I couldn't breathe, I couldn't think; I was a knot being pulled at both ends. Derek's gazed bored into me with such primal need, such deep intensity, I felt myself begin to quake.
"Come whenever you need to, Alexandra," Derek murmured against my lips.
Almost like he knew I was incapable of speech right now, like he was so overcome with the sensations that, for just a moment, he didn't want to be in control. He wanted to lose himself in
it too. He ground his pelvis into me for emphasis, and my clit rubbing against him was so achingly sweet that I felt tears streams down my cheeks. I couldn't stop it. I couldn't fight it.
So I didn't. I surrendered myself wholly to the tidal wave of bliss that crashed into me.
It carved through my veins, arced and soared through my body. Ecstatic, delirious cries of rapture left my lips, only to be captured by Derek's hungry mouth. He swallowed down my moans like they were candy. My body rocked and shook as these men tore me apart. I didn't know who I was. I didn't know where I was or what I was doing. All I knew was pleasure.
Pleasure was my name and pleasure was my purpose.
Orgasms began to tear through me one after the other. I was tingling from head to toe. I was a twitching, quivering mess, and I couldn't stop. It was like something inside of me short circuited, and all my pussy could do was come over and over on a feedback loop. Euphoria bubbled up inside of me until I started to weep.
"Are you okay," Derek asked, his thrust slowing while Brian rutted above me like a dog.
I couldn't speak, so I smiled and nodded. He lifted his head up to lick away my tears. Still, they fell, so he leaned his head back and opened his mouth to capture each salty drop. I giggled for just a moment before he began to pump in earnest inside of me again.
I screamed as the pleasure pierced me to the core. My body clenched hard on the two cock inside of me. I clenched them so hard that they both came at the same time. Each man bucked like a beast as their orgasms tore through them. Their primal bellows of ecstasy rang through the air.
I collapsed on Derek's chest. And while my husband was still inside of me, while he laid collapsed and spent on my back, Derek cupped my face in his hands and kissed me with more passion than ever. My mouth joined his in the dance, and I felt more than possession and desire flow through that kiss.
I felt something deeper and far more dangerous than lust casting its deadly web around us. Derek pulled my head back to look me in the eyes. He didn't say it, but his intent was so loud, so clear, it was like he spoke those three forbidden words right into my mind.