Temptations

by Tasia Winters

  "Yes, Daddy, oh God. Fuck me. Fuck me, Daddy...."

  Dreads caressed my face, and pulled my hand away. With a single, powerful thrust, he took my mouth again. I moaned and whimpered around him as the man behind me filled me with liquid desire.

  "Such a good little girl." Switch was still devouring my breasts. Now his mouth was teasing my right. "We're going to pierce you, little toy. We're going to give you Master Victor's first ring.”

  I squealed around Dreads massive shaft. Switch flicked my nipple with his tongue. “Knife’s going to do it. He’s going to pierce this pretty tit. I’m the last man who will ever taste your unpierced nipple.”

  I was panting, in heat. It was all I could do to remain focused on Dreads’ deliciousness. As the man behind me pulled away, I whimpered and groaned. Now, with Switch alone against me, I started to tremble. I wordlessly begged, mewling and whining like the hungry, submissive little bitch I was.

  "I'm going to come in your mouth." Dreads groaned. I cast my baby blues upward at his dark eyes and suckled him, slaving over his hardness. I felt him pulse, and whimpered as Switch thundered against my clit.

  "Oh. Oh fuck, little kitty." Dreads grabbed my head with both hands and began savaging my mouth. I worked my tongue against his smooth head and caressed the soft flesh around his piercing. I loved the taste of him. I kept my eyes on him, exactly as Master Victor had trained me.

  “When a man deigns to allow you to suck his cock, it is a great honor. You are to look at him the entire time, begging like a good little cocksucker. Your eyes will praise him as your master and there is nothing in the entire world you want more than to have your throat fucked so you can swallow his come.”

  My left hand slid down and caressed Dreads’ softness. He moaned as I fondled him.

  "It's time, little girl." He buried his fingers in my hair. "I'm going to come in your pretty little mouth. Do you want Daddy’s come?”

  I pulled back, for only a second. “Please, D-Daddy." My voice stuttered at Switch’s merciless pounding. Beneath me, he bucked fiercely, his curved cock pushing deep into my body. His breath was growing ragged, and I knew he would come soon as well.

  Then, Dreads was moaning and crying my name.

  "Oh, ‘Tasia. You sweet little fuck. I love the way you suck my cock." He began rocking back and forth in my mouth, and I felt him tighten in my hand.

  At the same time, Switch was biting my nipple, and pushing faster. I tried to bear down, hoping that I could come as he fucked me.

  "No, bitch." Switch bit my nipple, HARD. I cried out, muffled by Dreads' thickness. Then, before the pain had completely faded, Dreads cried out.

  "MY GOD, ‘TASIA!" He pulsed once, twice, three times, and my mouth was filled with his cream. It was SO thick. He squeezed his fingers as he twitched inside me and I had to swallow three times to get all of him. Some started to run out of my mouth, but I quickly licked it off of my cheek.

  “Where does Daddy’s come belong, Tasia?”

  “In my body, Daddy. Your come belongs inside me.”

  "Such a good girl." Dreads' voice was a contented rumble; He caressed my hair and sighed as I relaxed into him. Switch, however, was picking up speed. Desire was rippling like fire through my body. Waves of red fire washed through me as he fucked me faster and faster.

  Oh. Oh, God, yes.

  This was what I was born to do. Thoughts began swirling in my head.

  I was nothing but property.

  My pussy was only here to be used by my Daddy.

  My mouth only existed to whimper for him, beg, and drink his come.

  I was his whore, bought off of the street.

  I was his slave, to be beaten and used.

  I was a naive virgin, being passed around like a party favor.

  Oh, FUCK.

  “Daddy. PLEASE Daddy. Please let your girl show you how much she loves your thick cock.” I was going to come. Oh fuck, I was going to come on this man's cock.

  “Oh….” His moan was ragged, breathy.

  “Don’t come, ‘Tasia.” That was Dreads. “You’ll regret it if you do.”

  I bit my lip, whimpering. As Switch used me, I whimpered and mewled.

  “Please, Daddy.” I was begging Dreads. I needed it. I needed it like I needed air.

  “No, little bitch.”

  I pouted. I thought it was too late. If Switch kept pounding me…

  And then, he was coming inside me.

  He twitched and pulsed, and I felt his heat. He thrust fiercely and his muscles tensed. I felt his warmth, deep inside my wetness.

  "SHIT. Oh, fuck, you little bitch..."

  He looked up at me. He must have felt my warmth running down him, or perhaps felt the way I was twitching. He certainly heard me softly whimpering, begging to come.

  He smiled. Even as his cock twitched and jumped, he reached up and grasped my poor, tender nipples. Smiling, he twisted them, and I cried out. My need to come faded from the pain.

  "Oh, Fuck. ‘Tasia, your pussy feels just as good as I thought it would." He kissed between my breasts. “But it’s not time for you to come yet.”

  I whined as he denied me. It was impossible not to remember that I had done this exact same thing to a young woman named Kira, not three hours earlier. Memory swirled in my mind.

  We had taken two other pieces of the rope and tied her wrists to her ankles. She lay on her back, unable to move, with her legs wide open and in the air. She still had on her long boots and corset, although her pretty breasts spilled from the front of the corset. Her desire was a glistening thing. I caressed her lightly with my fingertips, my eyes on the men.

  "If you fuck her too fiercely, right from the start, then you get little fun. Once she comes, she isn't as… hungry anymore and just relaxes and takes what you give her." I gave her some of my attention.

  "’Tasia, oh please, sweet ‘Tasia…" Kira's begging was a soft litany.

  I smiled. "You want her to beg for you, yes?"

  Robert spoke throatily, "Yes." Tomas was also nodding.

  "You began with her too eagerly. We need to start over from the beginning. That way you control her, every step of the way." I rubbed her faster, and leaned over to her ear. "We are starting over, pretty Kira."

  She whimpered. "Please ‘Tasia, No." I smiled at her. Her begging was making me wet. I could see why Autumn liked this. I stopped touching her.

  "Yes, Kira. Yes."

  That’s what this was; they wanted me hungry, starved for satisfaction.

  "She's a sweet little fuck." Knife was next to me; I hadn't even seen him come up. He looked at Switch. "You didn't let her come yet, did you?"

  Switch released one of my nipples and sucked on it, hard. I whimpered at the pain.

  "No, the little bitch didn't come." He grinned at me. "But she wants to, don't you, pretty little ‘Tasia?"

  I nodded quickly. "Yes, Daddy. Please, Daddy. Let me come on your cock." I ran my hands up my body, cradling my breasts as I began to work my hips against him. I moaned. "Yes. Please. Oh, God.”

  Knife put his giant hands around my throat, and started to squeeze. I whimpered. "No. You don't come yet. Stop fucking him. Now."

  Tears sprang to my eyes. "Yes, Daddy." My voice was a whisper.

  "We'll let you come. But not yet. You have two more men to satisfy first. Stand up."

  I thought back to Kira again, and I was sorry.

  Switch smiled up at me. "Do it, little bitch. We aren't remotely done with you yet.

  I started to cry.

  2

  The men lifted me and took me to the back side of the aviary, where there was a large I-beam that held the sunroof. There, they had set a small wooden crate on the ground, and there was a mechanism of ropes and slings attached to it.

  Terror gripped my heart.

  I had already been caned once tonight. This setup looked like we were going there all over again. Was I being punished for how I had treated Kira?

  I leaned over. "I'm going
to do with you as I please, little Kira. Master Victor's guests want to watch me beat you."

  Tomas smiled and stroked her hair. "It's true, pretty one. She's only doing as we asked her to."

  She pouted and whined as Robert brought me the tawse. It was so similar to the one Master Victor had used on me dozens of times. I liked the weight in my hand. I swung it through the air twice, just to get a feel.

  Then, I started into work on her beautiful breasts.

  "Pain will take her backward from the pleasure she was just feeling." I looked at Tomas as I spoke. The slapping felt good all up along my arm. With the first strike, she started to scream.

  "’Tasia! Please!"

  "Come now, sweet girl." Dreads placed his hand on my back. “Let's get you on the crate and I will secure your arms.”

  I looked into his dark eyes. “Are they going to... to cane me again?" I hated that my voice trembled.

  "If they wish to, they will, little kitty." He kissed my cheek. "That's what you want, isn't it?"

  I looked at Switch. My ass and legs still hurt from where he had beaten them with a piece of bamboo. "No, Daddy, I don't want to be beaten."

  He grinned at me, and then put a hand under my chin. "That's not what I heard, baby girl. I understand that you want to belong to us. I understand that you like being a sex slave, that you like being a fuck toy.” He kissed my forehead. "What if we want to beat you? What if it makes our cocks hard to listen to you scream from that pretty little mouth?"

  I sobbed, just a little, glancing downward. He pulled upward on my chin, forcing me to look at him. "Don't you want us to do whatever we wish?"

  I had a hard time forming the word. "Yes."

  "What, sweetling?"

  "Yes, Daddy. If you want to beat me, then that's what I want, too." Tears ran down my cheeks, and he kissed them away.

  "I don't think we will be caning you again, little girl. But understand. If we wish to, we will."

  I sobbed. "Yes, Daddy."

  He led me to the crate. I stepped up onto it, and held my arms over my head. He kept his eyes on mine as he tightly secured them.

  "Good girl."

  I was fighting not to cry. In my mind, they were going to cane me again. I couldn't count the times that Autumn or Master Victor had tied me, just like this, and then used the flogger. As I was still sore from the caning, it was fresh in my mind.

  Dreads finished with my arms, tying them tightly over my head. He almost had me suspended. I had to stand on my tiptoes. My arms already ached.

  "There's a good girl." He smiled at me and kissed my cheek. Then, he turned and walked away.

  Behind him, Knife stood smiling at me, his gaze traveling down my body. "Only two more of us, little bitch" My gaze was drawn to the two men standing behind him.

  Like everyone else in the group, they were dressed in leather, with strange tribal markings on their faces and chests. I could feel their eyes upon me, hungrily drinking in my fair skin, my breasts, and my lush mouth. One of them, a large, bald man with chocolate skin, smiled at me, with almost a feral grin.

  "Hello, love." That was the second man, the one to Knife’s right. He was smaller than Feral, but his body was lean and tight. He swaggered towards me, confidently.

  "Hello, Daddy." I tried to hold his gaze and he grinned.

  "We're going to fuck you, little girl." His fingers danced up my side, and he grasped my breast. "You're going to come on my cock."

  "Yes, sir." I trembled at his touch. His fingers were certain, strong. His eyes were a piercing green. He allowed his fingers to slowly drag their way down my flat stomach, his nails scratching me gently. He leaned closer as his fingers found my wetness. I gasped as he pinched me.

  "This belongs to me. For now, you belong to me, I am going to fuck you and make you come. I'm going to make you come, while my friend here fucks you from behind."

  Feral grinned at me again. He let his leather pants drop. I gasped.

  The man's cock was an absolute monster.

  I gasped and looked at Green. "Daddy. I don't think I can. I've never...."

  He pinched me again, harder. "You can, ‘Tasia. You can and you will. I don't have time for what you cannot do." He pushed two fingers into me.

  "Yes, Daddy."

  3

  Anal sex is, for me, rarely about physical pleasure. It is more emotional. It is the giving of the self, the releasing of a taboo for the man who seeks to use me. Typically, Master Victor would place anal play just before I was about to come. He would take advantage of the endorphins screaming through my system to push himself into my tightest hole, oftentimes making me play with myself as he did. I loved the way he chuckled darkly, forcing me to rub faster and faster until I came. As a result, the thought of being fucked in the ass was arousing, but not in the same way as vanilla sex. There was no emotional bonding with an ass-fucking, only the knowledge that one was being completely claimed, taken in every way.

  And yes, that knowledge always got me off.

  This was different, however.

  It had been several minutes since I had almost come on Switch's cock, and the fear of being caned again had completely doused my arousal. When Feral came up behind me, I tried looking over my shoulder. Surely his cock wasn't as huge as I had originally...

  Oh, God. Yes it was. It was a beast.

  "You will never forget me." I couldn't place his accent. Jamaican? "No woman ever forgets my cock." His breath made my skin tingle. He leaned in and bit the back of my neck as thick fingers applied lube to my nether region.

  Then, I felt his velvety head brush my cheeks.

  "Please, Daddy." My voice was a ragged moan. "Please be gentle with me."

  He gave a throaty laugh. I felt his tongue work its way around my neck to my ear.

  "No, little toy. I will not be gentle. I am going to give you the fiercest ass-fucking of your life. I am going to use you, leave my come inside you, and then leave. You will never see me again. You aren't anything more than property to me."

  I whimpered. "No. Please, Daddy."

  I felt his hands on my hips then. Green leaned in and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. His eyes were on mine.

  "Do it."

  Then, I began to scream.

  It wasn't that it was painful, as much as it was intense. I cried and screamed as he pushed his huge cock into my poor ass and Green began pinching my clit again. The two sensations were terrible, when taken together. Feral grunted and pulled on my hips. I couldn't believe how long he was. As soon as I thought I had taken him, it seemed like there was more for me to take.

  "PLEASE!" I looked into Green's eyes. He smiled at me as he pinched my clit. "I need to be fucked in my pussy.” I could only hope that pleasure would make the intensity of the ass-fucking wane. “Daddy. Please fuck me. Please."

  He smiled at me. "I will, little toy. In my own time." Feral began pounding in earnest, and the sobs came from my throat like a staccato.

  It was like a train inside me. He was as thick as my arm. I wailed and screamed, and he chuckled as he took his pleasure.

  I was dimly aware of the other men, still standing around me. Knife and Hands were next to each other, and Dreads was on the other side. A fourth man stood behind Dread. I assumed he was Faceless. None of them had bothered to dress. As I glanced around, as Feral's cock tore me from behind, Knife winked at me.

  "I know I'm not done." He casually stroked his erection. "You've got a long night yet, little ‘Tasia. You'd better just accept it."

  Green pinched much harder then, and I yelped. Then, seeing how Knife was smiling at me, I began to truly weep. Tears poured down my face as Feral savaged my ass.

  "That's what I wanted." Green's voice was a whisper. "I'm glad I didn't have to cane you to make you cry, little whore." He stepped closer, and pulled off the leather pants. He thrust his hardness against my clit, and began to run it back and forth.

  "Yes, Daddy. Please, Daddy." I was still whimpering, but this was what I needed. Fu
ck. He felt so good against me. As Feral thundered behind me, I began to rock my hips against Greens' hard cock. "I need you to fuck me, Sir. I need you to make me your little slut. I want to cover you in my come."

  He stepped closer, and pushed his cock inside me, in one fierce thrust. I gasped and moaned. Now, it didn't matter how I wanted to arch my body, or fuck myself between them, I was powerless to move. They each held onto my hips, using me at their own tempo and speed. Feral bit my neck again, and I screamed. Green chuckled.

  "We know you’re a little pain-pig, Tasia, Don't try and hide it." He reached back and slapped my left breast, hard.

  "Yes, Daddy. Please, Daddy. Use your wet little girl. Make me your bitch. I want...oh, God... I want to be fucked until I can't walk. I need you to use me like the wet little hole I am."

  I looked behind him. Knife was watching me, slowly stroking his cock. He picked up tempo as our eyes met.

  "That's a good girl." He was hard again. Dreads was too. Had they meant what they said? Did they really think I could fuck all of them, again?

  I couldn’t. I knew I couldn’t. If my hands weren’t bound, I would have collapsed on the ground, sobbing. Just the thought stole my strength away.

  Green pulled at my hips, sinking as deeply as he could. His thumb found my sweetness, and I began to beg.

  "I need to come, Daddy. I need to come so badly." My eyes fluttered shut and I bit my lip, whimpering. "Please let me come all over you. Please make me come while he destroys your baby’s tiny ass."

  Feral's breathing quickened at my words. He wrapped his huge hands around me and began truly plowing me. Green's fingers went even faster, slipped between us as he fucked me.

  "Thank you, Daddy. Oh, God. Thank you. Thank you." I felt my wetness trickle down Green’s fingers. I looked over at Hands, still biting my lips, my blue eyes hazed over in the fury of being fucked.

  I was going to come.

  The last two times I had told them I was going to come, they had stopped me. I didn't want that again.

  On the other hand, I wanted to be caned even less. Switch had been fairly gentle with me. I knew that a good caning could make you bleed, or be unable to walk.