by Ophelia Bell
“Remember,” Nyla whispered, “you must hold back for as long as you can.”
Belah sighed and nodded, her mouth open and slack from the pleasure all her pets were giving her at once.
A rougher, harder pair of hands gripped her shoulders suddenly, and pair of lips brushed against her ear. “Bend over, little beast. I want to watch them fuck you now.”
Nikhil, yes.
She wanted to speak, but dared not give away how she knew him. Simply knowing his eyes were on her while this happened made her already swollen flesh ache with need to be filled. She hoped he would fill her soon, too.
Nyla took her hands and guided her down so that her elbows rested on another pillow before her, then the young woman lay on her back in front of Belah and spread her bronze thighs wide, displaying her sweet cunt for Belah to see.
“You will bring us all to our peaks before you reach your own today,” Nyla said while she drizzled a thin stream of golden oil onto her bare mound. The oil trickled slowly between her pink folds, and Belah accepted the invitation to touch her finally. She bent close, moving forward just enough to brace her elbows between Nyla’s thighs and stroke her fingertips from the top of Nyla’s mound down to the bottom of her open slit, spreading the oil as she went. Resting on one arm, she used her other hand to slowly rub the oil in, though she became distracted when someone else’s hand began the same treatment with her own backside.
More oil hit the rosebud of her ass at the same time she bent to press her mouth against Nyla’s waiting cunt. She lost herself to the flavor of the woman in front of her and the sensation of a pair of rough, familiar hands kneading and toying with her ass. Of course Nikhil would eagerly take the opportunity to torment her this way, and she would happily accept whatever he chose to do to her now.
His fingers slicked up and down between her thighs, rubbing her juices and the oil over her ass repeatedly until she wanted to beg him to finally fuck her—to do something—anything besides torture her. She let out a soft moan against Nyla’s clit when the cool, smooth sensation of one of her favorite plugs met the brief resistance of her opening then slid in, stretching her and stretching her until she gasped in surprise. He’d chosen the biggest toy in the box—so big she had no doubt he must intend to replace it with his cock later. At least she hoped he would.
Once the plug was seated snugly in her ass, his hands slid up her spine slowly and his fingers squeezed at the back of her neck, pressing her harder into Nyla’s pussy.
“You ready to get fucked now, little beast?” he said gruffly into her ear. “Make this pretty one come first, and then you can have your first cock.”
Belah murmured her assent into Nyla’s tangy opening and began tonguing her in earnest. She couldn’t bear that heavy pressure in her ass, teasing her with the desire to have her cunt filled, too. Nyla’s hips rose up to meet her sucking mouth and swirling tongue, the woman’s hands gripping the sides of Belah’s head. Soon, she was crying out her ecstasy and Belah’s tongue was flooded with her delicious juices and the fresh flood of power from Nyla’s climax.
She licked Nyla’s pussy once more and pulled back to see Zeb at his lover’s side. He gave Nyla a slow kiss and moved around to position himself at Belah’s rear. Nyla moved away and a shadow took her place. Nikhil’s knees came into view before he lowered himself to a kneeling position, his engorged cock proud and stiff before her.
“My turn,” he said. “And Zeb’s.”
In one swift motion that he had to have planned, he pushed his cock between her lips at the same time as Zeb’s thick, hard length rammed deep into her waiting pussy. Belah moaned around Nikhil and let him control the speed with which he thrust into her mouth. She closed her eyes, opening her mouth wide and greedily sucking, wondering if she could get away with a subtle shift of her tongue to tease the underside of his cock in the way she knew he loved.
Her body was nothing more than a vessel meant to accommodate the pair of cocks filling her now. Zeb fucked her harder than he ever had, which surprised and excited her. The harder he pounded into her, the closer he brought her to the edge of pain, which nearly sent her spinning into oblivion. It was a struggle to hold onto her sanity, being filled so completely by the two men along with the thick plug filling her ass and shifting slightly with each fresh push of Zeb’s cock.
“That’s right, little beast,” Nikhil said, cupping the side of her face with one hand while his other still gripped hard at the back of her neck, fingers digging in almost painfully. “Take my cock deep. Suck it harder. Yes, sweet thing, use your tongue like that. Fuck!”
His steady thrusts grew more and more erratic when she finally let her tongue shift just enough that the twin forks at the tip could tickle at the underside and tease repeated at the sensitive membrane below the opening. Nikhil groaned and pulled out of her abruptly, but he left the very tip of his thick head pressed against her lips and his hand still cupped the back of her head while his hot seed shot into her open mouth. Belah closed her eyes and savored his delicious flavor, so hot and sweet and permeated with the power that surged into her where their skin came in contact. It was all she could do to suppress the need to let go when Zeb’s climax hit and his energy surged into her like a blast.
Nikhil moved away and another of her pets took his place. This time it was another of the females who smiled as she reclined before Belah, her legs spread wide and her pussy well-oiled and glistening. Another cock sheathed deep in Belah’s hot cunt, and she recognized the familiar, thick curve of Idrin’s ebony appendage, no doubt curved that way specifically to torture her with pleasure.
In his thickly accented voice, he said, “The warrior tells us you enjoy rough play. That your pleasure comes from pain. Is this true?” As he said it, he bent over her, covering her back with his chest and reaching around to tug at the rings that pierced her nipples. Belah gasped at the sudden jolts of pain that shot through her, making her cunt clench hard around his cock.
“Yes! Please, oh, I love that most, but you’re going to make me come.”
Idrin let out a low, honey-sweet chuckle but refused to stop tugging at the scarabs that adorned her breasts. “You will have to hold on, little one,” he said. “This is a new thing for me and I think I like it too much to stop just yet. Perhaps my cock in your pretty bottom will hurt as nice as your little buds?”
He squeezed her nipples once more before leaning back again. The heavy thickness of the plug slid out of her, the friction so tantalizing when coupled with the slow thrusts of Idrin’s cock. She forced herself to bury her face in her female pet’s pussy, hoping for a distraction. Idrin had one of the most magnificent cocks of all her male pets—she had chosen him for that reason in particular. Only Nikhil’s cock was a more amazing piece of male anatomy, in her eyes.
When the glorious weight of Idrin’s head pressed against her already tender rear opening, she braced herself for an even greater stretch. Even though she was adept at accommodating something that large, it was still a shock the first time he pushed into her. The plug had only gone a little way in preparing her, and while she was still slick from the oil, the pain of his girth made her gasp and cry out.
Nikhil was beside her then, reclining on a large pillow and resting his cheek against the thigh of the woman Belah had her tongue buried inside until the moment of Idrin’s invasion. He reached a hand toward her and cupped her cheek.
His eyes searched hers, almost wild in their inspection. He pulled her face close and kissed her hard, then whispered in her ear, “Your pain drives me wild, ‘Iilahatan. I can’t wait to fuck you properly myself, but I won’t until every part of you is dripping with your pets’ juices. This is your lesson not to neglect them.”
Belah let out a whimper of assent, which was all she could manage with Idrin’s cock pushing deep into her ass.
The female pet in front of her made an impatient noise and Nikhil’s hand went to the ba
ck of Belah’s head, pushing her down again. She lapped eagerly at the sweet, slick flesh that throbbed under her tongue. Her own clit ached, the weight of the little jeweled scarab teasing at it with every thrust of Idrin’s cock. She needed more. Already flush with energy, the only thing remaining was her own need to be sated, but she couldn’t let herself climax until all her pets had first.
When the woman’s cries grew loud and her hips bucked against Belah’s mouth, she pulled back, giving Nikhil a look of triumph as she licked her lips. His eyes narrowed and he surged toward her, hungrily pressing his lips onto hers and licking the other woman’s juices off before plunging his tongue deep inside her mouth.
His urgency nearly threw Idrin off balance, but the big man behind her adjusted easily. He shifted positions with his cock still inside her and pulled her down with him. She groaned at the change in position and the friction of his cock in her ass. Idrin’s hands went to her thighs, cupping her behind the knees and pulling her legs up wide while his hips slowly pushed up into her.
Sweet Mother, he was good. He was opening up her pussy, giving access to whoever else chose to take her. Belah let her head fall back on his shoulder and nuzzled at his neck.
“Do you want her now, master?” Idrin asked, and Belah only idly realized that he was speaking to Nikhil.
“Not yet.”
Belah opened her eyes just enough to see Nikhil hovering over her. His eyes were half-lidded and glazed with the same hunger she recognized from their evenings alone—the look he got when he was holding back until he was sure she’d had her fill of the pain he bestowed on her. One of his hands slid down her torso and between her thighs. Idrin still held her tightly behind the knees, pulling her legs wide and displaying her wet pussy to the entire room.
Nikhil barely touched her, though. His fingers slipped down her folds, teasing past her clit to the place where Idrin’s body joined with hers. The sensation, even as light as it was, made Belah moan.
But instead of moving to fuck her himself, Nikhil stood and motioned to Belah’s remaining pets.
One by one, the men fell to their knees between her thighs and fucked her while Idrin held her hard against his chest, his cock idly pushing in and out of her ass like he had nowhere better to be. Belah had trained them to her standards, after all, and they could hold back their orgasms for as long as she desired them to.
Nikhil stood watching, his cock as huge and erect as the trunk of a palm tree, yet he seemed content to watch her get fucked by all her own pets. While she looked at him, with yet another cock shooting into her, he smiled.
The lazy spread of his lips made her entire body quiver and it was all she could do not to come. The wicked glint in his eyes was what gave her the biggest thrill. That look meant he had something even bigger than this planned. It was almost frightening how devious his mind could be, yet every time she used her powers to understand him, all she felt was his deep hunger to dominate her, which was exactly what she wanted.
She surrendered to that hunger yet again, abandoning herself to the pleasure and pain being inflicted on her now. Idrin’s cock in her ass was simultaneously the best sensation and the worst. With every stroke, she came close to orgasm, and with every stroke, she felt such exquisite agony she nearly made him stop. Soon the spend of the other men fell down between her legs and coated Idrin’s cock, making her ass slick enough for him to push into her with little resistance. She let her head fall back against his shoulder as her pets took their turns.
Multiple fingers toyed at her jeweled breasts, and even at the ring that adorned her clit, while numerous cocks fucked her, one by one. She needed to come soon and struggled to hold back. She wanted Nikhil in her when she did. And she wanted Nyla within easy reach. Yet she didn’t know how she could articulate the need.
Idrin’s lips pressed against her ear and his arm twined around her shoulders, pulling her closer to him.
“I know who you are, Mistress. I like your games. This one was unexpected, but I’m glad to be buried inside you now, to be able to witness you helpless in the face of pleasure for once. I want you to come with my cock inside you, Mistress, just once.” He slid one large hand from the back of her knee down until his long fingers pressed between her thighs. Her cunt was empty now and his fingertips teased at her raw, slick flesh, toying with her piercing with deliberate little tugs that sent the perfect combination of sensations through her clit until she thought she’d go mad from the effort to restrain her climax.
“No!” she cried. “Not yet, please.” Her gaze shot wildly to Nikhil, imploring him to finally take her. “Please,” she whimpered.
But Nikhil only gestured for one of her slaves to move into position. “Clean her with your tongue,” he said. Belah let out a low groan when the obedient male pet settled between her thighs and his tongue went to work licking and sucking all the collected juices from her aching folds. By the time he was finished and Nikhil gestured for him to leave, her entire body vibrated with the pent-up energy of her orgasm.
Nikhil moved with slow, deliberate motions as he positioned himself between her thighs. Belah couldn’t keep her eyes off him as he studied her parted folds, as though inspecting the previous pet’s diligence in cleaning her up for him. Fresh wetness flooded from her, coating her inner thighs and no doubt covering Idrin’s balls as well. His cock continued to push in and out of her, each movement adding to her already addled state, but she needed to hold off longer. She needed Nikhil’s cock filling her, too, and she wanted to somehow have Nyla close so she could bless the woman’s unborn child with her power when she came.
Seeming to approve of the state of her pussy, Nikhil finally pressed the head of his cock to her tender flesh, beginning with a teasing swipe from the piercing down the length of her slit. He pushed into her so slowly she wanted to curse, but knew it would ruin the ruse for the rest of her pets if she spoke out. As it was, her lower body was trapped by Idrin’s solid grip, his breathless whispers hot in her ear reminding her how excited he was for her to finally come with him inside her.
She turned her head, looking for Nyla, and spied the woman reclining against Zeb, who was gently stroking between her spread thighs while the pair of them watched the scene together. Nyla’s eyes met hers and she smiled encouragingly. Throwing caution to the wind, Belah swept her tongue out to lick her lower lip, making sure Nyla saw the bluish tinge and forked tip of her true tongue. With what little power she could focus through the barrage of distracting sensations, she reached for the woman’s mind and subtly urged her to come to her.
Nyla crawled across the blanketed floor, her pregnant belly full and round beneath her. When she reached Belah, she kissed her with the languid pleasure of someone who knew they had the upper hand.
“I knew, you were special,” Nyla whispered. “None of us have ever lasted as long as you have. You have the endurance of the Mistress, so why am I not surprised? You are her, aren’t you? Don’t worry, I will keep your secret.”
Belah could only nod. Her eyes fluttered shut as Nikhil pulled his cock out and shoved back in hard, the tight friction and fullness from both men pushing her closer to the point of no return.
Nyla watched, entranced, as Nikhil’s cock slid in and out of Belah’s pussy, until Belah whispered her name again and reached a hand out to grip Nyla’s hip, urging her closer. The female’s luscious scent hit Belah’s nostrils at the same moment Nyla’s aura surged with the arousal of awareness of what Belah wished. Belah shifted her upper torso just enough so Nyla could carefully position herself with her glistening cunt parted over Belah’s mouth, one knee wedged between Belah and Idrin’s shoulders.
Belah reached up with both hands, bracing them on the backs of Nyla’s spread thighs, and slid her tongue against her pet’s delicious, juicy folds. Nyla let out a sweet little cry of pleasure when Belah’s twin forks swirled over and over her clit, her aura pulsing wildly.
Belah was
only half aware of her tongue’s actions. The pounding thrusts between her thighs made it difficult to concentrate on much else. Idrin had stopped moving much beneath her, but his breaths came hot and fast against her neck and his chest heaved beneath her. The hot press and friction of Nikhil’s huge cock had conquered them both, it seemed.
Beyond the swell of Nyla’s thighs, Belah heard Nikhil’s voice repeating rough and commanding, “Come now, little beast. Come on these cocks that fuck you. We are ready.”
His rough hands slid down her thighs, beneath where Idrin gripped her, and with one thumb he rubbed at her clit. Nyla’s hips ground back and forth above her mouth, sharp little cries coming from the woman as Belah fucked into her with her elongated tongue. Her pet reached down and squeezed Belah’s breasts, toying and pinching at her nipples almost distractedly as her aura swelled, filling with more power with every stroke of Belah’s tongue.
The three auras blended together in a delicious mixture of energy that Belah craved to absorb. She let herself be enveloped in them, closing her eyes and relishing the sensory overload. Nikhil’s voice repeated his command again and again and she let the moment stretch for just a little longer. That split second between needing release and giving herself over to it was like the space between a thought and an action. Time stood still and the universe opened up for her.
She plunged into the abyss with a cry, barely able to reach up and focus the flood of her energy where she wished it to go. It still flowed out of every pore, but with her palms pressed against Nyla’s rounded belly, she directed the bulk of it to the child within.