Taken by the MC

by Devyn Douglas

  I shattered. A million pieces of me flung themselves into the blind pleasure he'd ripped from me. I'd imagined something like this, yet never envisioned the true intensity.

  More. I needed more.

  Max handed something to Ray. I focused on breathing. Cool liquid coated the seam of my ass. I tensed, but Ray rubbed my back. “Relax.”

  Ha. I was so far beyond relaxed. I was gelatinous goo. Max settled a firm hand on my back as Ray parted my ass cheeks. He spread what I assumed was lube along my puckered hole. I gasped as his finger entered me easily. He grunted his approval as he probed me there. Eyes closed, I waited.

  I shouldn't want him to take my ass. Yet, I craved it. Desperately.

  “I’m gonna fuck your ass hard, Harm. You've been a good dirty girl, gotten it ready for me. For us.” The finger thrust deeper. I groaned. “I'm gonna fill your ass full with my cum.”

  “No.”

  “You too good to take our cum?”

  “No.” My pussy tightened.

  “I'm thinking a few days as the club cum dump will change your opinion.” Ray adjusted me and rose off the bed. My heart thundered wildly in my chest as he put me back into position and slathered my hole with more lube. He stood within my peripheral vision. Mesmerized, I watched him work his thick, hard length with the lube. Oh God, he'd be fucking my ass with that cock. Hard, he'd said.

  My inner slut warred with my shrew. Neither gave ground. Years of ingrained teachings of what good girls did and didn't do battled with the dark compulsions searing my soul. I wasn't ashamed of sex. I loved it and didn't care who knew. This was different—much more...intimate.

  Ray loomed over me. One firm hand on my hip, he poised himself at my entry. “Relax, Harm. Stop thinking so much or I'll beat that sexy ass again.”

  Max grabbed my hair and yanked until my gaze settled on him. He kissed me, hard and deep. Tongues collided, dueled. I exposed my fear with hesitant nips. He dominated me, swallowed my gasp as Ray pushed into me.

  I'd never felt so controlled. Dominated.

  Wanted.

  He fucked me. Hard. Deep. Fast.

  “She's tight,” he ground out. He squeezed my hips. “Stop clenching, slut. Take it.”

  “She'll be a good anal slut,” Max commented. “I can't wait to fuck you next, babe.”

  “Not tonight,” Ray said. “I'm about to make her pass out.”

  I braced myself as he ravaged me. Hands explored, tweaked. Fingers plunged, rubbed and pinched. I was lost. I tumbled into another release and collapsed.

  Exhaustion plagued my weary body when I blinked awake. The two men book-ended me in the queen bed. Both watched me. I wondered how long I'd been out that time.

  “You're amazing, babe,” Max whispered. “But I’m hard as a fucking rock thinking about having that ass. You'll pay for making me hard, cunt.”

  “Unless you call the safe word now, we’re keeping this going until tomorrow night,” Ray said. “I'm not gonna lie, Harm. We'll push you. Hard. It'll be more than just Max and me.”

  Fuck yeah.

  I hadn't realized I'd uttered the response until the two men chuckled. Amusement and determination flickered in their gazes. Game on. I just hoped I could handle whatever the Penetrators MC did.

  CHAPTER THREE

  “We’ve taken Harm here as our property. Until we get our money back, she earns it however we decide.” Ray squeezed my neck.

  I stood in a large party room within their elusive compound. Max had stripped me down outside. They’d fed me breakfast and told me I’d be working off mom’s debt until they decided otherwise.

  I’d kept silent, mainly because I wasn’t sure how much was truth or a blurred scenario somewhere between reality and my fantasies. They’d been busy while I’d slept.

  “Little Harm here knows we like it rough. She'll get it worse than most since we own every inch of her.” Ray squeezed my bare breast, pinching the nipple until I cried out. “Only three rules with our new fuck meat. First off, no piss, shit or blood play. All holes are fuckable, but you only get her ass if I'm around to watch. Baby girl gets pretty upset about how much she enjoys a big dick in her ass, and I get off on her crying.”

  I shivered as his hot breath fanned my neck. My ass cheeks clenched as he groped them, a reminder he'd filled me with his cum last night. I trembled. I'd gotten off on him taking my ass. I'd damn near begged for it. I didn't pretend to understand, but something about having such a strong, virile man take command of me and do whatever he wanted pushed all the right buttons.

  I wanted more. Here, right now. I wanted him pounding into me, hurting me until I screamed. While his club watched. They terrified the townsfolk. And me. I'd heard things, lots of bad, bad things. The fear they incited in me, the adrenaline rush, was like nothing I'd ever experienced.

  Carnal.

  I didn't know how many club members there was. I didn't care. Ray was President. Max was VP. There was a Sergeant of Arms and a Treasurer to round out the officers I supposedly owed blow jobs to. The rest were nameless bodies in a sea of leather, rough sex, rowdy adventures and attitude.

  They all owned me, could fuck me whenever and however they pleased. Until Ray decided my mom's debt had been paid. What had he called me just now?

  Fuck meat.

  The title should make me puke. So why was my pussy drenched at the thought? He'd said I was a dirty girl. Maybe I was. Except now I was a dirty girl with no rights. I'd do what they commanded and beg for more.

  “One last rule before we get her broken in.” He dragged my hands behind my back and cuffed them. My exposed tits thrust forward. The men cheered. “Club rule is you glove up for all pussy except old ladies. I'm making an exception, though, because little Harm thinks she's too good to take a load.”

  Heat rose in my cheeks as I clenched my ass. Ray's cum filled me. Max’s leaked from my pussy. I'd seriously pissed them both off. So freaking stupid.

  “I want our dirty girl filled, all holes. Often. Make her beg for it. Punish her if she isn't grateful. She's the club dump.”

  Shame consumed me. I hated the words, what they meant, how my body reacted. My pulse quickened.

  “On your knees, slut.” Ray yanked my hair until I knelt before him. Max held my head from behind, his jean-covered dick pressing against me. “You gonna be a good girl and take it?”

  My pulse pounded wildly in my ears as he closed the distance, caging me between him and Max. My body hummed, remembering how they'd both fucked me so hard I passed out. Exactly like I'd always wanted.

  “I'll be good,” I whispered.

  “Are you a hungry girl?” He undid his jeans and maneuvered until his long, thick dick was freed. I'd lusted for that dick for a long time.

  It'd brutally fucked every hole I had.

  Yet, I needed more.

  “Yes.”

  “Open up. I'm gonna fuck your throat raw, then fill your belly. If you spill a drop, you'll get my belt on that sweet ass and pussy as Max belts your titties.” Max twisted my nipple until I screamed against Ray's dick as he filled my mouth.

  I choked and gagged on the massive dick until my eyes watered. Get it under control 'cause he's not stopping.

  “Harm ain't an old lady or club pussy.” Ray rammed down my throat hard and deep. His musky scent filled my nostrils. “She doesn't ever get slow and sweet. Every fuck penetrates and punishes.”

  Fuck yes.

  I tugged against my restraints, desperate to touch the man furiously pillaging my throat. Each powerful thrust sealed my fate. Club pain slut. Cum dump. Whatever they wanted, however dirty or painful. I scraped my teeth against his dick as he withdrew.

  “Gonna beat the shit out of you for that, baby girl,” he hissed. He knew I wanted the pain, craved the darkness he offered. “I was gonna ease you into serving the boys. You just earned three hours on your knees for them, slut. With the mouth guard.”

  No. The mouth guard was from my jo
urnals. We’d never discussed it. Honestly, I hadn’t even realized anything like that really existed. My pulse flailed a moment.

  “Assuming you’re usable after I'm done with you,” Max growled.

  Shit. I'd forgotten about Max. He'd wanted my ass, got pissed he had to wait. You'll pay for making me hard, cunt.

  While Ray turned me on, Max epitomized the darkest thoughts in my brain. Terrifying, sadistic, unpredictable. Deadly.

  “Pres says I can have all the alone time I want—payback for all the cock teasing you've put me through.” He slapped my ass. “I'm gonna love making you squeal when I'm drilling this ass.”

  Oh God, God, God. My entire body reacted—like a live wire had activated inside me. I'd barely handled him fucking my pussy. He was too thick, long to go...

  Tears tumbled from my eyes.

  “Look up at me, girl,” Ray ordered. “We own you. Max and I will be the first and the last to fuck you every day. You'll sleep every night with our cum in your holes like the dirty girl you are.” He grunted and shoved his cock deeper into my throat, holding me there as he gripped my head.

  My eyes watered, my nostrils burned.

  “You'll wake sore and raw every morning. We'll bathe you, then fuck you so hard you pray for mercy,” Max said. “Then I'll put you in chains and flog your sweet body until you tremble with need. Then I'll give you to the club as a fuck toy. You'll love every second, slut.”

  I would. I so, so would. I'd gotten a taste of Ray’s hand last night, still felt it on my ass. Were their taunts real? Ray and Max loved fucking with my head. Last night was irrefutable proof.

  I should upload these pics, show everyone what a dirty girl you are. Ray's threat echoed in my thoughts as he thrust into my mouth. I flicked my tongue on the tip of his dick and moaned. He tasted so good.

  I loved the feral aggressiveness, the primal power of a man putting me on my knees and fucking my mouth, making me take his cum. A whimper escaped me as he grunted. His powerful body tightened beneath the clothes he hadn't bothered removing.

  My pussy contracted at the realization he hadn't bothered doing more than unzipping his pants. I'd suspected I was fucked in the head. A freak. Normal girls didn't get off on this shit. The worst part? I didn't give a damn.

  I wanted this.

  So badly I fucking ached.

  I swallowed his release like the starved whore I was. I dribbled just enough on my chin to get a reaction. They'd spanked my ass last night. I wanted more. No, I fucking needed more.

  As Ray pulled out, we locked gazes. A feral grin spread on his face as he wiped himself from my chin. He knew I'd done it on purpose. “Our cum dump wants to push back. Fist, pole her up.”

  Fist? What sort of fucked up name was that? A burly man, more beard than face, prowled forward. My gaze settled on his massive hands. Damn.

  He uncuffed me and settled me onto the pool table a few feet away. The massive hands I'd stared at gripped mine roughly, securing them to a thick pole Max latched to the table.

  Ray shoved a huge ball gag in my mouth and locked it into place as Max and Fist tied leather straps around my knees, then drew them up until they knocked against the outside of my shoulders. They both chuckled as I screamed against the gag.

  “No one messes with the Pres,” Fist said. “You're about to learn why.”

  I whimpered as his thick fingers glided along my wet pussy and thrust in. Fuck, that felt good.

  “This is Fist, Penetrator SOA,” Max commented. “That’s Sergeant of Arms. You be real nice to him because he's in charge of your accommodations, and way more sadistic than me.”

  Was that even possible?

  “Pump one out before she explodes,” Ray ordered.

  My new position left all my girly bits exposed, defenseless, with my ass up and presented. That and the fact a stranger loomed over me as his massive hands worked at his fly fueled my adrenaline. Or hormones. I closed my eyes in shame as my body responded.

  “I've got a nice big load for you, dump.” He grunted as he lined the tip up with my wet pussy. I bit my ball gag, unwilling to moan for him. He thrust in deep, one mighty shove until he was buried.

  Fist gripped the pole I was secured to and fucked me. He fucked so hard I felt him in my throat.

  “Fuck, she's tight,” he groused.

  “Our little cock tease needs to be broken in,” Max commented. “I'm thinking four cocks a hole every day should be a good start.”

  “Make it six for her pussy with a long session with Fist before she comes to us,” Ray ordered as he looked down at me. “You earned a daily fisting session with the SOA for being a brat. You're a cum dump pain slut. Penetrator property. You decide nothing.”

  Fisting session? What the hell did that mean? Fear kept me silent as the massive man fucked me into oblivion. His sweaty balls slapped me. Meaty fingers pinched and twisted my nipples until I swore they'd fall off. He chuckled, leaned down. Then I experienced pain nirvana.

  Teeth scraped my nipple, then dug in just enough to make my body tighten. I stared down into Fist's merciless gaze as his cock thrust into me. He worked my nipples, alternating between gentle laves and harsh bites.

  Ray stood over me, watching. “Get Ink in here. Hook our dump up with rings, both nips and the clit. Brand her as Penetrator property. Tell him he earns a session with her if he makes it happen by the end of the day.”

  “On it,” some unseen man shouted.

  Branded. Pierced. Oh God. This was real. So, so fucking real. As Fist pounded into me like a feral wildebeest, I fractured, spiraling into a spineless heap of raw sensations. I felt like I'd been drugged. I floated in an abyss as I heard the voices around me, like they'd entered a tunnel.

  Ray was stroking my cheek when I floated to reality. Still trussed up, I blinked.

  “Good piece you got us, Pres,” Fist commented. “She's a good, tight dump. She'll be better once she's broken in.”

  “I agree,” Max replied. “You want to help with the punishment?”

  “Nah, I'll have her again later, when she can scream real loud.”

  My pussy clenched. I studied the fierce man as he took Ray's place near my head. Gray hair salted his thick beard. He was old enough to be my dad.

  “Clean my cock, slut,” he ordered. I must've hesitated. Pain shot through my tits when he slapped me. “Clean your juices off my dick, bitch, or I'll fist fuck more than your sweet pussy later.”

  Oh. My. God.

  I'd never imagined someone could take a fist and...I swallowed and tamped down my curiosity, channeled my fear and got to work cleaning the man's dick. The one that'd just fucked me.

  My third sex partner since yesterday.

  How soon would I lose count?

  Anticipation surged within me. I loved sex, couldn't imagine denying myself whatever they had planned. I took one last lick before Fist zipped up and left.

  Max stood over me. Before my mind processed what I saw, pain jolted through me. A harsh sting ripped across my pussy. His thick muscled arm rose and the evil hiss of a leather device echoed as it landed on my tits. I wailed as tears ran from my eyes. My skin tingled, my body sung. A grin formed on Ray's face.

  “Harder. She's warmed up now.” He stroked my wet hair. “Max’s been itching to beat your sexy titties and cunt since you creamed on me when he beat your ass.”

  “Such a good pain slut. Wait until you get my whip,” Max commented. “This cat can't compete with a good, hard bull whipping.”

  I lay there, strung up to the pole like a piece of meat. I writhed, screamed and moaned as Max struck my tits, pussy and ass. Just when I thought I'd die from the primal urge to beg for...

  Confusion rattled my thoughts. I hated him for the pain, yet craved more. He tossed the cat aside and fingered my wet pussy. Satisfaction gleamed in his gaze. He knew my dark need.

  “Later, dump. You'll get what you need tonight.” He pulled back and looked over his shoulder. �
�I think our Treasurer needs a piece of your sweet ass. He's the one who figured out what your mom did. He's the reason you're our property now.”

  I howled in protest, bucking and shoving with all my might. I wouldn't let a stranger take my ass, force an orgasm from me like that. I hated how dirty a release from that made me feel. How I always wanted more.

  Ray and Max laughed. Both knew I craved it just as much as I feared it. The fact a brutal group of criminal bikers would all use me like that? I was nuclear. I tugged against my restraints, glaring up at the rugged, older man unzipping.

  “Haven't had ass this young and tight in a long time. You sure, Pres?”

  “Fuck yeah, I'm sure, Dawg. I popped it last night. Loosen it up for Max. Load her up.” Cold liquid settled on my puckered hole.

  “She's tight.” He winced as his hard tip worked my puckered hole. “Wish all club bitches had to give up their asses.”

  “Harm here isn't a club bitch. She's a slave we own and can do whatever we want to. She's wanted us to take her for a long time.”

  Oh God. The pronouncement sealed my suspicion. They knew my darkest needs. Had Ray known all along? Taken from my home. Savagely assaulted by virtual strangers. Enslaved. Club property.

  Fucked by anyone who wanted me, no right to stop them.

  I cried out as the man seated himself fully in my tight ass. He was big. And mean. He pinched my clit until I screamed.

  “Gonna enjoy holding you down, drilling your little ass. I'm gonna undo your hands. If you fight me, I'll torture those sexy titties.”

  I wanted to fight. Good girls would scratch and claw to get away. But I wasn't a good girl. I was a dirty girl. For now I was the Penetrators MC's cum dump. Max and Ray helped flip me onto my stomach. I groaned at the pressure against my sensitive skin where Max had hit me.

  Dawg returned, a warm heavy presence along my back. Something cold rubbed against my clit. He shoved it inside my pussy.

  “Think I'd better use more lube. She's virgin tight, Pres. Figured she'd be looser the way she screamed for you. We thought you'd ripped her in two.”