by Jenika Snow
She gasped, “So good. Oh, God, it feels so good.”
“Fuck, yeah it does. You are so tight and hot.” He moved his hands to where their bodies were joined, pulling apart her pussy lips, before running his finger up to her clit. “Whose is this, princess? Who owns this pretty pussy?”
“You do,” she breathed out, closing her eyes as pleasure washed through her. “It belongs to you.”
“Say it again.” His mouth was by her ear, his position changing quickly. She wrapped her legs around his waist, hearing the primal growl erupt from his chest. He lifted her hands above her head, holding her wrists with one of his hands, as he pounded into her. “Say it.”
“My pussy belongs to you.” She wailed out her release, his hips gyrating, so his cock pressed against her clit in agonizing ecstasy. He growled, biting her gently on the neck, as his body stilled and he came. His orgasm seemed never ending as his cum pumped out of his cock and coated her inner walls. He laid on top of her afterward, his face by her breasts, his warm, moist breath tickling her flesh. He rolled off, turning so he faced her and leaned up, bracing his head on his hand. He did nothing more than look at her, his fingers tracing the side of her breast.
“I think we might regret this.” His fingers ran along the edge of the mask again, but before she could answer, the bedroom door flew open.
“You motherfucker.” Ian, Brendin, and Logan stood on the other side. She didn’t know who spoke, but it didn’t matter. They each held the same expression. Irritation.
“You sneaky bastard,” Brendin muttered as he stalked away, the others following after they glared at Jake.
She looked over at him, not helping the smile covering her lips when she saw his amused expression.
“They’re just jealous.” He sighed, brought her closer to him, and tunneled his fingers through her hair.
She stared at the wall, closing her eyes, her smile vanishing as she assessed the situation. She had gotten herself in one hell of a mess.
Chapter Nine
The following day, Piper knew something was up with the guys. They each had worked her up until her arousal was near bursting, but they never let her get off. It was as if they were preparing her for something, getting her ready until she would wither beneath their touch. They never left her alone, either kissing her until she was breathless, sucking on her clit until she was about to come, or plucking at her nipples, making them hard and erect. She hadn’t seen anyone else from the resort, but then again, she assumed that was the whole point. She was secluded with her masters, available to them twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week. She was their willing sex slave.
She lay out in the sun next to the pool, a “command” from Ian, which she happily obeyed. She wore only her mask, which was really starting to grate on her nerves. There was a privacy fence surrounding the grounds, and although she was nude, her inhibitions were thinning. The thought of someone seeing her naked wasn’t as frightening as it would have been before she ventured on this journey. The bright sun heated her skin and inflamed her arousal.
Before today, all the men would let her come without her having to beg, that is, all but Ian. It seemed Ian was always the one needing to be in control, always withholding her climax until she was on the verge of screaming, begging. It frustrated her and pissed her off. Even right now, if she touched her clit, she knew she would come. Her nipples stood erect, as if they were seeking out a hot mouth, maybe a firm nibble from a set of teeth. She really should stop thinking about it because all it was accomplishing was making her wind tighter, the coil of desire inside of her ready to snap with just a touch.
She blew out a breath and sat up, shielding her eyes from the sun as she looked at the cool, glistening water. She stood and looked around, wondering what they were doing inside of the house. She slipped into the water, careful not to let her mask get wet. The liquid caressed her body like a lover’s touch and caused her to grit her teeth from the sensations. Never had she been this aroused, never this desperate to have a man touch her. She wasn’t a prude by any means, but the acts the Grayson brothers had performed on her left her body screaming with pleasure and, right now, frustration.
She went to her back and closed her eyes. The sun was high above her, kissing her skin like a gentle lover.. The water lapped at her flesh and, just as her body was finally relaxing, she felt fingers run down her spine. She squeaked and turned around, coughing as she swallowed water. Brendin gripped her waist and pulled her toward him, his stiff erection pressing against her thigh. She stared into his eyes, as one of his hands traced the corner of the mask. She could see his jaw clench and felt his hand tighten on her hip.
He moved them into the corner, and his mouth took hers brutally. She wrapped her legs around his waist as their kiss intensified. He broke the kiss, trailing his lips down her neck, his hands cupping her breasts at the same time.
“If we don’t stop, I’m going to fuck you right here.”
It sounded like a good plan to her, but she didn’t voice her opinion. She let her head fall back and she closed her eyes. His mouth lifted from her neck and, in the next instant, he attached it to her nipple. She lifted her head and looked into the water, seeing his dark hair floating around him, while he suckled at her breast. She gasped and moaned deeply, while his teeth scraped over the sensitive bud. He brought his head out of the water, the liquid dripping down his face, his expression intense. His mouth was on hers in an instant again, and she felt the tip of his shaft press against her pussy’s opening.
When he slowly pushed his cock into her, she brought her teeth down on his lip, biting gently as she groaned in relief. He thrust all the way into her, and her inner muscles squeezed his shaft in approval.
“You feel so good, baby. I could stay buried in you all day.” His voice a hoarse whisper against her ear, sending delightful shivers through her body. He pumped his hips, slowly at first, and then picked up speed. The water sloshed around them while he fucked her.
She gripped his shoulders, feeling her orgasm build ferociously. “I’m going to come.” She was gasping for air, praying he would allow her to find release.
His mouth was still by her ear, his breath ragged, as he spoke. “I want you to come all over me baby. I want to feel that tight little cunt of yours milk my cock. We don’t need to tell anyone about this. This will be our little secret.” He bit her ear lobe gently, and she came. His mouth crashed down on hers and a moan bubbled from her throat. His hands tightened on her waist, and he thrust once more into her before stilling. He groaned against her mouth, his hot cum spewing out of his cock with such force, she felt his pulses.
He removed his lips, both of their breathing ragged. He moved them to the stone steps of the pool, slowly pulling out of her, her pussy clenching his cock, not ready to give it up.
“Looks like the pool will need to be cleaned.” He leaned in and kissed her, his tongue swiping along hers in the briefest of contacts before he helped her out of the pool. He wrapped a towel around her before doing the same to himself. He pulled her close, nuzzling her neck, and then kissed the shell of her ear. “Remember, baby. Our little secret.” He pulled away and winked before gesturing for her to follow him into the house.
Her legs were wobbly as she followed him. She knew the rules had changed as soon as she stepped into the chill of the air-conditioned room and saw Brendin move to stand beside the others. The four Grayson brothers stood in a straight line before her, their looks filled with dark arousal and something else.
“Are you ready to play, little sub?”
Piper swallowed and turned her attention to Ian. His dark words held a note determination and anticipation in them, making her body tense with awareness. It was a promise of what was to come. Ian stayed in front, waiting for her answer. She nodded and watched expectantly, anxiously, as the other men surrounded her, Ian staying in front, his look determined. They led her through the house and stopped in front of a closed door. The house was bigger than it looked and,
although she had explored during her “free time,” this door was always locked.
She looked at each man, all of them staring at her and seeming almost…nervous? Yes, that was the expression they held. Almost as if they were apprehensive about what lay behind the door. Their body language made her anxious to the point her body became coated in a light sheen of sweat and her heart slammed against her ribs.
“Are you ready, baby?”
“Ready to let us make you feel so good?”
Deep male voices sounded by her ears, eliciting goosebumps on her flesh. She weakly nodded, bracing herself as Ian stared at her and opened the door. The room was dark and, as they led her through it, she knew this was going to be an experience rivaling all the others.
Chapter Ten
Piper stepped into the darkened room, sensing the men following behind her. Just as the door shut, a soft glow illuminated the room. It wasn’t much lighting, just enough for her to see what was planned for her. Her heart pounded wildly. Piper looked around at the sexual paraphernalia which were meant to be used on her.
There was a swing-like device hanging from the center of the room, the ropes and ties and strips of leather making the contraption menacing. A table was opposite of that, with whips and floggers and an array of other instruments Piper couldn’t identify lying atop it. She felt fingers caress down her spine, arms, ass, every exposed piece of flesh she had. She bit the inside of her lip, her body instantly becoming aroused, even though she had just climaxed.
The mask, along with the poor lighting, had her straining to make out everything. Someone urged her to turn around, but before she could see who it was, a hot mouth claimed hers. She instantly submitted to him, letting her body mold against his and letting herself get lost in the sensation of his tongue caressing hers.
Her nipples beaded and scraped along his chest, the rippling muscles pressing against her, a stark contrast to the softness of her own body. She felt someone playing with her hair, brushing the strands off her neck and tickling her skin. Another mouth latched onto the spot where her neck and shoulder met, licking and sucking, biting and nibbling until she was wantonly undulating her hips.
The man sucking at her neck pressed his chest to her back, his erection hard and hot as he thrust it against the crease of her ass. Whoever she was kissing also had a massive hard-on, his dick slipping against the folds of her pussy and teasing her clit. There were so many sensations they left Piper breathless, left her needing to be filled in every possible way.
She heard a noise behind her, but the two men tending to her kept her busy, kept her mind and body on the brink of orgasm, so any other distraction quickly vanished. The man kissing her broke away, and she slowly opened her eyes. Her vision wavered, but she was able to make out Jake’s face as he stared down at her. He caressed her lips, his eyes riveted to them. She licked them involuntary, heard his groan of approval and lifted her to her toes. He started to lower his head again, but just as their lips were about to meet, he stopped.
“We have a lot planned for you, princess.” His voice was low and laced with sexuality.
The man behind her moved his mouth to her ear, speaking softly but roughly. “I’m going to do so many wicked things to you.”
She instantly knew it was Ian, knew that deep and gravelly voice which always seemed to inflame every single one of her senses spontaneously. She was turned around and led to the swing. She swallowed as she eyed the contraption, looking at each man, and fear of the unknown assaulted her.
“We’ll take care of you, baby. You have nothing to be worried about.” Brendin stepped forward and embraced her, running his hands all over her body, making her a withering mass of lust.
She knew, if she had said no, they would instantly stop, would have respected her wishes without complaint. She couldn’t deny she was a little frightened. This was, after all, an experience she wasn’t familiar with. Someone lifted her into the swing, and she gasped and gripped the leather straps. Her legs spread wide and slipped into loops, and her arms were tied above her head. More leather secured around her waist and, when they were finished, each man stepped back and eyed her hotly. She felt unbalanced and exposed as if they could not only see her pussy on clear display, but as if her soul was presented to them.
She could see the engorged cocks each man had, and she felt herself grow warmer, wetter. She lifted her eyes up and saw what was holding the swing. A pulley and lever system made the swing accessible from all angles. She realized they could take her every which way imaginable. She dropped her eyes to the men again, watching as Brendin moved to the wall where he started to crank a lever. Piper tilted backward, so when Brendin was finished, it was as if she were lying on a table. Her legs were spread wide, her pussy lips pulled open, so she was completely open and at their mercy.
Jake and Logan stepped to her side, their cocks in hand, as they eyed her breasts and starting stroking their flesh. Her mouth watered at the sight of those big hands palming their cocks. The minimal light in the room caught the pre-cum seeping from the tips, showing exactly how worked up they were.
“You look so beautiful like this, love.” Ian’s words were thick and gravelly, filled with desire and dark promise.
She lifted her head and watched Ian step between her spread thighs. Brendin started working the lever again and the bottom half of Piper’s body lifted up toward Ian’s waiting mouth. She felt off balance, as if she would fall at any moment. Ian’s warm hands cupped her ass, and he brought his mouth to her pussy. At the first touch of his tongue to her clit, her body tightened. The orgasm in the pool with Brendin had been wonderful, but she had so much sexual build-up, it now seemed like an appetizer to what she really wanted.
His lips suctioned around her clitoris, sucking the small bud until her body shook. He moved one hand toward her pussy, his big fingers teasing her labia and gathering moisture from her pussy hole.
“Such a pretty cunt, little sub.” Ian’s words were muffled against her flesh, the vibrations sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her.
She felt a nudge at her cheek and turned her head. Jake’s cock was poised in his hand, aimed toward her mouth, and seeping with cum. Ian’s mouth continued to work feverishly against her slit, licking around her pussy lips, sucking at her opening, and then bringing his mouth back to her clit to suck some more. She opened her mouth and greedily took Jake’s cock in her mouth, sucking at the flared head and swallowing the saltiness of his pre-cum. She moaned around his flesh, as she brought her eyes up and looked at him. Jake’s head was thrown back, the tendons in his neck standing in stark relief while he made strangled noises.
Ian was a madman between her thighs, and soon she felt herself spiraling toward climax. She sucked Jake’s cock harder and faster, not able to take all of his length, but swallowing enough so that the taste of his cum became stronger. Jake was close, and that knowledge had her orgasm rushing toward the surface. Just as she felt her orgasm peak, she felt Ian shove two thick fingers into her pussy. Her body clenched around them, and she moaned deeply around Jake’s shaft. Jake’s orgasm exploded in her mouth, and she hungrily swallowed his semen, the pure, male muskiness of it making her hotter, more aroused.
She let go of Jake’s cock as it began to grow soft and sucked in a great lungful of air. Ian’s fingers were still lodged in her vagina, her inner muscles clenching furiously around them as if her body needed more. She closed her eyes and felt Ian remove his fingers and mouth from her pussy. She slowly opened her eyes again when she felt another nudge at her cheek. She groaned softly, surprised that even after the two orgasms she had so close together, she was ready for more.
“Tell us what you want, baby.” Brendin rubbed the tip of his cock along her lips as he whispered to her.
“I ache for you, for all of you.” A collective groan from the men was their answer. She felt something hot and hard press against her pussy hole and glanced up, odd angle that it was, and saw Logan gripping his shaft. His head was down
cast, his eyes trained on her as he pushed himself into her. Her stomach hollowed with the force of her breathing. She dropped her eyes to Logan’s cock. He was big like his brothers, but even though she had been getting fucked by them regularly, the length and girth of his erection was still a shock.
She let her head fall back as she absorbed the feeling of his shaft pushing into her. The stretch of her skin around him bordered on pain, but the pleasure which followed was oh, so sweet. She didn’t know where Ian had gone, but at that moment her brain wasn’t functioning coherently to care. She could feel him watching, could feel all of them watching what was being done to her. It turned her on more.
Logan was able to thrust her onto his hard dick easily, the swing giving momentum, so she was moving freely through the air, her pussy sliding along his dick with force and speed. Grunts and curses rang out and she turned her head, feeling wetness coat her lips and opening her mouth instantly. She looked up as she sucked Brendin’s cock, hollowing out her cheeks and loosening her throat. She still tasted Jake’s semen in her mouth, and Brendin’s flavor enhanced it all that much more.
She felt one of her legs lifting, and she tipped to the side. She momentarily stopped sucking to look at Logan. He adjusted the swing such that she was now on her side, her leg thrown over his shoulder as he rammed into her. He seemed to go deeper while his thrusts increased. She parted her lips and Brendin pushed his penis into her mouth again. He started to slowly fuck her face, his hips starting off slow but picking up speed. She moaned around his flesh as another powerful orgasm started to move through her back and into her belly. She could taste the little jets of pre-cum shoot out of Brendin and down her throat, and she happily swallowed.
Brendin and Logan pumped into her body, drawing out her climax until she was screaming in pleasure. Her mouth lost suction on the cock in her mouth as her climax intensified. She watched as Brendin gripped his shaft, the head of his cock still inside of her mouth as he swiftly pumped his fist. His abdominal muscles and forearm flexed and bunched a second before he made a gruff noise and ejaculated into the cavern of her mouth. She swallowed what she could, but his cum seeped out the side of her mouth and dripped down her chin.