10 Commandments

by Angel, Dark

  Gunther moves up from beneath me, his cock standing straight up and aimed at my face. I don’t have to be told to suck cock. I just do it.

  I lower my head down, my lips wrapping around the thick mushroom head. With the tip of my tongue, I swirl my oral muscle around the rim. My mouth comes alive with vigor the moment I taste myself on him. I love the way my pussy tastes when mixed with cock cream.

  I pull my mouth back for a moment, panting as I look down at the thick head. He is leaking a steady stream of juices from the tip.

  “You see, I don’t want to suck this cock. Nope. Not that I can’t, it’s that I don’t want to.”

  I smile, fully expecting him to be mad.

  He seems more hurt than angry, though. “What the fuck? You sucked Brandon, why not me?” Gunther asks, but I silence him quickly.

  “I don’t want to suck it, I want my lips to make love to it. See, there’s a difference.”

  Before I let him respond, I kiss the head as though it were a lover. My lips pressed against the helmet head, parting them slightly to use my tongue on the tip of his dick.

  “Oh, fuck!” Gunther growls out.

  “Shhh, no making a sound,” I say.

  He grunts in response, and I wrap my hand around the base of Gunther’s cock, my mouth sliding down over the head to pull him across my tongue.

  He tastes delicious. I want more of it, but I’m in no rush.

  My tongue swirls up and down the shaft. I am massaging the thick vein-filled cock with only the tip of my tongue. When pushing on the thick side underneath, he oozes a creamy glob of pre-cum into my warm mouth.

  “Oh shit, Eve, keep doing just that, babe.”

  Gunther approves of my new found need to make sure I’m the best at blowjobs. It’s not a skill everyone can claim to have, but I know I can—and will.

  While I’m busy with Gunther’s cock in my mouth, Finn slams balls deep into my ass, cumming hard. He’s grunting with every drop of cream that he puts into me, my anal walls milking him dry.

  No sooner had he pulled back that Brandon pushes into my pussy, forcing his entire dick into my wetness with one stroke. I gag on Gunther down my throat, the force of his cock taking over my ability to breathe for a moment. He pulls back the moment I struggle.

  “Good girl. Keep taking all that dick inside of your mouth.”

  His voice is loving. He doesn’t stop pushing into my mouth.

  While all this happens, my mind is spinning. What would the rest of the men think if they knew we were here fucking? I know I said I’m making love to his cock with my mouth, but the whole scene was a hardcore session of lust.

  I’m too scared to mention the other word, though I have often wondered if these feelings are more than just passion. The L-word has come up in my mind more than once.

  I pull my mouth off Gunther long enough to catch my breath and move to my back. My knees are starting to get burns from the sheets. “Look at that pretty little pussy. All swollen and freshly fucked!”

  Brandon is between my legs, his eyes taking in the swell of my pussy lips. Rubbing his mushroom head up and down my pussy slit, he taps it a few times on my clit.

  “Oh, Brandon, that feels so good!”

  I can’t stop shaking each time he spanks the head on that tiny nub.

  “Tell me to fuck you. Do it!” he demands.

  “FUCK ME!”

  I’m screaming at the top of my lungs. I’m begging this man to put his cock inside of my pussy. What the heck is wrong with me? I’ve changed so much that it’s startling to me.

  I feel like Aphrodite and Zeus has sent me ten gods to protect me and to teach me to be a woman. This world was made for me. Here, my body is worshiped.

  Brandon pushed into my cunt, his cock not stopping till the head hits my cervix.

  I’m lost in the passion of his cock thrusting into my walls and don’t realize that my hands have been pulled up and are being tied to the bed. I grip the soft silk fabric with my hands. My body is stretching out on the bed.

  Still, my long legs wrapping around Brandon’s body, my feet rest on his ass cheeks. I meet every thrust he gives to me.

  While my pussy’s being plowed with cock, music starts playing in the room.

  I’m a cookie, cookie, cookie monster.

  The words of the song are intense and sexual. I am moaning, growling, and my body is shaking from how hard I’m being fucked.

  The song is still playing when Gunther straddles my face, his cock pushing into my mouth. I take it all.

  Gunther grabs my hair, fucking my mouth hard. His balls pound against my chin, gagging me a little with the first few thrusts. He is so big and thick that my throat needs to stretch to take him deeper inside.

  I realize that even a seasoned pro would choke on these cocks. How could you not? They’re freakishly large.

  I am so close to cumming again, and there is no way I can hold back. My body shakes, my walls collapse, and I am trickling cum down the crack of my ass—a steady flow of secretions rushing out and covering Brandon’s cock and balls. It feels like a dam broke inside of me.

  Brendon pulls out, giving Finn a turn. He was going to cum and didn’t want to lose control. Not yet, at least.

  Finn wastes no time taking his place inside of my pussy. He pounds immediately into my walls. I am going to be sore tomorrow. Maybe unable to sit after this fuck fest.

  I don’t mind though. It’ll remind me how good it is to have sex with my lovers.

  Gunther pulls back from my mouth. He places his balls on my face. I suck on the sac of flesh, my tongue dancing over them to jiggle up all the cum inside of them.

  I can’t believe all of this is happening. I’m becoming such a wanton, lustful woman. I would think whore, but I’m not. I only have sex with these men. Shockwaves rush through my body each time one of them enter me. I can’t get enough.

  My hands are straining from the bindings. I didn’t think I would like this as much as I do. Being bound tight and used as a sex toy is not as bad as one would think.

  “We can do anything we want to you now, Eve. You have no way to resist.”

  Methodical laughter comes from Brendon as he stands over me stroking his cock. The head of his dick is dripping a steady stream of pre-cum, droplets of his fluid landing on the sheets.

  I want a cock back in my ass, but I’m not sure how to tell him. Will it make me seem dirty to say that I love anal now? I hope not, because I’m about to take a chance on letting him know.

  Panting and wiggling beneath Finn, I look up at him with smoldering eyes. “Please, fuck my ass. Use my asshole, please, Finn!”

  I feel my face turn red when I say it, but he doesn’t say a word. Pulling his cock out of my pussy slowly, he uses the constant trickle of fluid to push into my asshole.

  “Oh my god!”

  I cry out, my tightest hole trying to resist taking him in, but I want all of him inside of my body.

  My ass holds him in a vice grip. My moans are coming deep from my diaphragm. Even as my hands struggle against the silk that binds them, I don’t want to be released. I can’t imagine not feeling this good anymore. They have spoiled me.

  I feel at times that before I met them, I was a blank canvas. And each time they touch me, they add to the masterpiece. Once done, I will be an incredible piece of art. I know this sounds silly, but it’s how I feel.

  I lick my lips as I look up at Brandon. That cock has me wishing I could have it. Both Brandon and Gunther take turns pushing their monster cocks in and out of my mouth. I am giving a double penetration blowjob.

  My cheeks puff each time they push into my mouth. I can’t get enough of Brandon and Gunther.

  “Look at how well she sucks cock,” Gunther grunts.

  Nodding, Brandon agrees with him, using his hand in my hair to push his cock deep into my throat. I’m taking all I can handle. The both seem to enjoy the use of my mouth.

  “Eve, yo
u love dick in the ass, don’t you, babe?”

  Finn is thrusting hard inside of me, but I know he wants me to vocalize that I want more. It’s just a little hard to speak with my mouth full.

  I push my knees up to my chest, Finn’s cock plowing into my asshole with increased vigor. It’s intense, the feeling of having my asshole repeatedly taken by this man.

  Gunther moves from having his dick in my mouth to sucking my tit into his mouth. He leaves bright red suck marks all over the fleshy part of my breasts. Gunther is marking my body as his own. Well, their own.

  With his hands under me, Finn explodes inside of my ass. His cock is jetting massive explosions of cum deep into my anal cavity. I tighten my walls, milking him for every drop of cum he gives me. The warmth sends shivers up and down my spine.

  Panting, I yank my hands, the binds loosening enough for me take my hands off the soft fabric. Not that I don’t like being tied, but I want to touch them. I need to feel this is all real.

  Finn’s done. He pulls back from my body, but this is far from over.

  “I want you to ride my dick, Eve.” Gunther lies on the bed, his hand on his cock stroking the large vessel. I can see the pre-cum dribble over the helmet head.

  I pull back from Brandon, kissing the head of his cock. I’m not done with him.

  Straddling Gunther, I push my hips down to take all his cock inside of my pussy walls.

  “Shit! Your cock feels so good inside of me, Gunther.” I moan, my voice is raspy and drained.

  My body is reeling from the overwhelming rush of chills throughout of me.

  Brandon slips behind me, his cock rubbing up and down the crack of my ass. Slowly, he pushed the head into my ass, stopping when he gets halfway inside. He allows my body to become accustomed to his girth

  Working as a team, Brandon and Gunther push inside of me with the same force and at the same time. 12-inches of cock on both, they’re thick enough that when I try to wrap my hand around them, I can’t. How they can both fit inside of me, I don’t understand. I am broken in by massive dicks.

  While my two holes get engulfed in cock, Finn moves next to me, his lips to mine. The kiss is passionate and filled with lust, tongues fighting for dominance. I can’t help but moan against his lips.

  Finn is an expert at oral seduction. Though I’m fucking two other men, his lips have me feeling like I’m on top of the world. I can’t get enough kisses.

  “Fuck, going to cum, Eve, going to cum inside of you.” Gunther moans, his words almost screaming, as he pushes his cock entirely inside, exploding.

  The moment Gunther comes, I can’t hold back any longer.

  I cum with him.

  My legs are shaking. I’m screaming. My head falls forward, riding out the waves of ecstasy.

  Brandon grips my hips firmly, his cock pushed all the way into my ass, cumming.

  “You dirty little cum taker. Steal that shit. Take it all!”

  Resting his chin in the middle of my back, Brandon pumps all his seed deep inside of my ass. The hot liquid floods my asshole with an overflowing amount of cum. I clench my cheeks tight, taking it all, milking him dry.

  The four of us collapse on the bed. My hands are reaching out to caress each of them.

  I have found recently that we never get enough of each other. It seems that the hotter the fuck, the more we want. I knew I’d love sex—I never realized just how much.

  Breathing hard, I look down at my body, laughing. I have lust marks all over me, and there is cum dripping from my body. I’m a sticky mess.

  “I need a shower. Give me a couple of minutes, and I’ll be right back.”

  All I can think about is the heat and how good it will feel on my flesh. Plus, the shower in the bedroom is one of those that have the raindrop feature from the ceiling. A twist of the knob and I have a rainforest in the bathroom. It was the best investment I’ve made so far.

  Well, except for the ten hot doms I hired.

  With my hands against the wall, the water pours down over my body. It’s hot, and it burns, but I need to loosen my muscles.

  Little do I know, those three beastly men have other plans for me.

  I don’t hear them at first, but then I feel hands on my body, making me moan. I can’t help it. I may be sore, but I can never turn them down.

  “Oh god, please—”

  My words stop when Finn takes my hand, turning me to face them. He’s standing in the rain, his eyes locked on mine.

  “Get on the floor, Eve.”

  His voice is demanding. I notice they all have their cocks in hand and are stroking. How did they get hard so fast? I swear there’s something unnatural about these men.

  With their hands jacking their cocks furiously, I realize what they have planned. All of them are going to cum on my naked body right here in the shower.

  I quiver. Why do I want this? Why would I want three men to shower me in cum?

  It doesn’t take long before they all shoot a massive load of cum on my tits and my face, all evidence washing away with the falling hot rain.

  “So much for getting clean in the shower. You men never fail to amaze me.”

  All of them laugh, helping me up from the floor of the shower.

  Brandon shakes his head, winking. “You know we have to impress you, Boss. There’s seven more of us waiting to take our place.”

  Chapter 25

  Eve

  Mrs. Shurbert called. She’s the head of Starlight Children’s Home. I’ve met her at a variety of events and given quite a bit of money to her orphanage.

  I love the work she does. Starlight has some of the best facilities for medically fragile orphans. They focus not only on placement, but treatment and quality of life for the children they care for.

  She tells me that the governor suggested I host their annual gala. I guess his daughter thought I would bring something new to the party.

  I’m so excited. I’ve never been asked to chair an event before. Sure, I’ve been a guest and helped with a few committees, but I’ve never had the honor of hosting my own event. The Twilight Gala is an annual tradition, and it’s very important to the work Starlight Children’s Home is doing.

  Moments after I hang up with Mrs. Shurbert, Silvie calls.

  “I hope you don’t mind, Evelynn, I told Daddy that you should host the Twilight Ball this year. The Pi Pis would normally run it but I—well, all the sisters and I—thought you might bring something special to the event this year.” Silvie is breathless; there’s something more she isn’t telling me yet.

  “Oh?” I really want to know more.

  “The girls were so impressed when I told them about your handsome companions from the gala a few weeks ago.”

  Silvie’s voice gets a little higher, and I think I know where this is going now.

  “Well, the Alphas did a bachelor auction for their fall fundraiser. They earned so much for their scholarship fund…” She continues, her voice rising at the end.

  “You don’t say.” I try to keep the laugh out of my voice. Subtlety is not this girl’s thing. I like her idea, but I don’t want to put her out of her misery yet.

  “Well, since you seem to know a lot of handsome men now, maybe you could see if they would be willing to do a bachelor auction? You know, for the children.” The last part she says very fast.

  I sigh to myself. Silvie is a sweet girl. She doesn’t have to think about anything beyond the next charity event, the next date with a lacrosse player. Not so different from me before I took over Scarlet.

  A bachelor auction sounds like it could be fun. I know how much women in this town are willing to pay for a session with my beautiful doms, and now we can find out how much they are willing to pay to be seen with them.

  “I’ll talk to them, Silvie. Why don’t you and your sisters put together the details from last year’s event, and one of you can bring them over to my club. You can hand them over to Robin or Gustav. You met
them at the gala, remember?” I smile to myself as Silvie suppresses a squeal. I don’t know if ‘Daddy’ knows how much money his little Pi Pi is going to spend at my auction.

  After a few more minutes of Silvie talking about how the Alphas did their auction, I get her off the phone. Well, if all the girls on Greek row are as excited as Silvie, the event will be a huge success.

  We can close Scarlet for the night. The big room opens up nicely, and some of the walls roll back. Only clients really know what goes on at Scarlet. And for my better-known clients, having one of the social events of the year here in this club might just be titillating.

  Just need to clear the toys from the space, bring in a small stage for the guys, and everything will be set.

  The guys, though…they might not want to be auctioned off. My strong dominant men, what if they don’t want to be displayed and bid on? It’s well beyond their duties as my employees, and I don’t know if they’ll do it for me. I don’t really know where we stand right now. We’re getting closer, but is it just the sex?

  I can’t make any more plans until I talk to them. I text Gideon, asking him to get the guys together and meet me in the big room in 15 minutes.

  I take the time to pull together a very rough plan for the event. I want them to see what this could be, not just hear a crazy idea. I want them to take me seriously.

  I walk into the big room and flash back to the last time we were all in here. Such a short time ago, but I’m closer now to them than I was then. I’ve had to let them in—and I’m glad that I did.

  “We’re all here, Miss Travers.” Gideon looks at me with sad eyes. I remember the last time I called them all in here and what it was about. Shit, that was not the impression I was going for.

  “No guys, I’m not ending what we have going on. I’m really enjoying everything. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean…” I feel like an idiot. Of course they would think I was calling them in for another conversation about professionalism.

  “Thank fuck!” Robin says, and the tension breaks in the room. I didn’t realize how tense they all were. I was so distracted by asking them about the auction.