Even when he pulled forth a giant kitchen knife. He made a show of running his finger along the edge, showing me how sharp it was. My eyes grew wide and fearful.
“I could do anything to you. You are completely in my control.” He leaned forward, laying the knife against my cheek. He slowly pulled it downwards, towards my neck. No blood rose, I knew he was using the dull side. Still that edge of fear was thrilling. He kept the weapon pressed against my throat as he leaned forward, pressing his lips against my own, through the gag.
He trailed his lips down further, biting my lower lip while he kept that knife pressed against my neck. I felt little squeaks of fear and excitement escape my throat, despite my best intentions. His tongue trailed along my cheek to my ear, once again whispering there intimately.
“I'm going to take everything from you, my pet. Everything.” He bit my earlobe, hard. “You are mine.”
He settled backwards, letting the knife trail away from my neck towards my cleavage. While his tongue traced slowly behind, tasting my skin. He began to sink that cruel weapon slowly between my skin until finally it was buried between them, the dull end against my body.
He gave me one maniacal smirk before jerking the knife outwards, spilling my bra open. My breasts overflowed. He reached forward, grasping one in that huge, hairy hand while the other slowly began to lick the knife, as if he were tasting my skin upon it.
He set the knife aside and knelt before me, his body inbetween my splayed legs. His eyes watched mine carefully as each hand took a breast and squeezed, rougher than I normally would allow. Well, none of this I would normally allow. Drastic times, or so they say...
One hand kept squeezing and mounding at my chest, while the other slowly worked its way lower, to my sensitive nipple. He took it in his fingers and began to pinch and it, twisting it slightly. He knew he was getting a reaction, as I couldn't suppress the gasps. He leaned forward and kissed me again, his lips pressed tightly upon my gagged lips. He then slowly licked his way downwards to my free nipple, which he began to suck upon, hard. I could feel his teeth graze against it, causing pain and strangely, pleasure. He switched places then, pinching on the other nipple while biting upon the first. I could feel my body tightening in reaction.
“You have a beautiful set of tits, my pet.” He reluctantly pulled away from them, standing before me. He was fully clothed still, even though I was near bare. His eyes roamed my body eagerly, as if deciding exactly what he would take first. “I'm going to fuck you raw.”
His promises made me even more excited. This foreplay was an intensity I'd never felt before. I wanted him in a way I'd never known. And I was more than ready for him.
Slowly he unbuttoned his pants. He drew the zipper down, drawing out the reveal. I could already see his monster pressing against him, begging to be freed. And so he reached in, pulling it out to the world.
Though I'd seen it before, it was still a glory to behold. He was far larger than any man I'd been with, long and thick with pulsating veins that ran the length. His head was fully engorged, near purple with need.
“That's right, my pet.” He slowly began to run one of those huge hands up and down the length. It was so thick that even with his thick digits he could barely encircle it. A single drop of pre-cum glistened at the end, catching my eye.
“You've never seen anything like it before, have you?” He took a step forward, still slowly running his fist up and down his huge dick. He began to straddle my body, so that it was right in my face. He pushed it forward, slowly running it along my lips, along the gag that kept me muffled.
“Your every whole is going to be full of my seed, my pet. Every hole.” He punctuated the words with dropping his heavy dick against my face. He rubbed his dick all over my face, through my hair, along my cheeks. I could feel myself getting sticky were that small amount of early juice had trailed along.
“Where shall I fuck first?” He asked himself. “That mouth is very sweet, and can suck like a vacuum.” He once more ran himself over my lips. “But I've never had that sweet pussy of yours, and I'd bet your ass is virgin tight.”
He lowered himself further, until he was basically sitting upon my lap. His thick dick lay heavily against the ropes that held me captive and my breasts.
“But you're tied up in a chair, and that's too fucking hot to give up. I'm fucking those sweet tits of yours.”
He had to pull my thick breasts apart to shove himself in. As large as he was, I'm rather well endowed. When he had made a canal for himself, I completely covered him, to his delight. He grabbed either breast in his thick hands and grinned savagely.
“Just beautiful, my pet. Your breasts surrounding my cock. Your nipples are so hard. Fuck yes.”
He took a couple of shuddering test thrusts. Then he reached forward, grabbing a wad of my hair in his own.
“Lean forward and watch. I want you to see what I'm doing to you. I want you to see how I'm using your body for my own pleasure.”
And so I watched as he pressed my breasts tightly, his hands mounding them while he began to thrust eagerly. He was right. It was amazing to watch. I was able to take that monster dick inbetween my chest, and he was loving it. I knew it wasn't merely the sex that thrilled him, it was the dominance, the pure control he had over my body. I was his to do with as he wanted. I was a toy for him, a toy he intended to use roughly.
He became more insistent in his thrusts, his hips jerking forward to shove between my breasts, his dick pushing so hard that it was nearly in my mouth. I would have opened it, to let him inside, but I was still gagged. His hands were each pinching and pulling upon my nipples, making what might have been a one sided event decidedly thrilling. But I wanted him inside, so desperately!
He began to lose that careful rhythm he'd built up. His movements became erratic. Suddenly his head was tossed back, a scream ripping from his lips. A huge burst of his juices erupted from his massive dick, spraying me in the face. A second and a third escaped, as hard as the first.
Slowly he extracted himself from my chest, emptying the last of his juice upon my breasts, which were covered in that white goo. I felt a smile upon my face, as he'd clearly enjoyed our little game. But the dark lusts were still there. I don't know what drew my attention downward, but when I looked, I saw he was still hard and ready. His finishing had taken nothing away from him.
“Did you think you'd get off that easily, my pet?”
CHAPTER 4
To be fair, I had.
I had hoped I'd have a few minutes to finish myself, as I was beyond ready to explode. But he'd not touched anywhere below my waist, simply used me for his own devices. I wasn't sure if I wanted the game to continue or if I wanted to just find my own pleasure.
Seth, instead of cleaning himself up and tucking himself back in, was instead removing his own clothing. As he folded it neatly and set it to the side, I couldn't help but check his body out. I'd never seen him or his brother nude before. It was amazing that twins could be as large as they were.
He was even more impressive than I could imagine. He was a hard, hairy man, one who'd gotten his physique by hard work more than anything else. He was rough and dangerous, his dark hair falling forward over those intense blue eyes. Oh yes, he had other ideas for my body.
But he surprised me first by undoing the knots that lay at my feet. I rotated my ankles, getting feeling back in them, knowing they'd have rope burns tomorrow. Then he began to untie the long rope around my waist, my final binding to the chair. There too my tender skin would be painful, but the game, oh the game was worth it.
Once he'd tossed the ropes to the side, he pulled me forward with the leash. I shakily came to my feet, my ankles not quite ready for my heels. He chuckled softly as his eyes once more roamed my form. I could swear I was watching him grow even harder before my eyes.
His thick fingers shoved between my legs, to the soaked silk that was once my panties. I gasped. Surely he would touch me, allow me the same pleasure that he'd had at
my expense?
Instead he pulled away, sitting down upon the chair I was just tied up in, He was leaning back, his massive cock straining straight forward up to his bellybutton. He grabbed both of my hips and guided me backwards, still in my panties, so that I was straddling his legs. He then pulled his legs out farther and farther, spreading me wide before him. I was leaning back, my still bound arms behind me, his heavy dick straining against my rear. I wanted it inside. I wanted to explode.
Seth's fingers slowly trailed my body from behind. He once more began to play with my nipples, pinching them, causing me to moan through my gag. I was brushing up against his dick, unable to stop my wiggling. Then one of his hands moved lower, down my stomach, down to that black silk that he'd ignored for so long. He began to rub his fingers slowly, very slowly, down that dripping slit, through the panties. His other hand held me tightly to him, pinching and pulling upon my sore nipples.
And that finger kept going, slowly up and down, working a bit harder at my tender button each time. I was struggling to breathe, the pleasure was so intense. And each time I thought I might go overboard, he'd move away, down towards my hole, pulling me away from the brink. I squirmed against him, trying to force his fingers to send me over the edge.
Then, suddenly, he jerked my panties, ripping them in two with a force I had no idea he had. I felt that huge monster thrusting against my butt cheeks, eagerly edging me towards the tip of pleasure.
And then everything happened at once.
He lingered upon my tender clit just a little too long, and I exploded, my own juices pouring from my body. He took that exact moment to thrust that monstrous dick deep inside of my dark, virgin hole.
I was screaming in both extreme pain and pleasure. I could see why he'd tied me down, I wasn't sure what to do. My body was suddenly torn open by his massive dick, but I couldn't stop my orgasm. And he wouldn't let it stop. As he kept pumping himself deep inside my rear, he kept up the movements upon my clit, expertly keeping the pleasure higher than the pain.
And then I felt it, a second pair of hands. I could barely register that Adam was back before he buried himself deep inside of my canal.
I was buried between a pair of huge twins who were filling both my holes so much that I didn't think my body could handle it. And yet I stretched, I took more and more as the two began to synchronize their thrusts, building up their rhythm. Their dicks were mirror images of each other, as they both used me relentlessly. And I didn't care. I couldn't stop my orgasms, it was like one long wave that wouldn't let me go.
Adam's hands moved to my breasts, mounding them as roughly as his brother had, while Seth held me at the waist, brutally forcing me up and down. My body tightened and released around both of them, every time I hit the edge of that long orgasm, grabbing each of them, milking them, urging them to release deep inside of me.
It was Adam who erupted first, a scream passing through his lips. As he kept thrusting erratically, it was Seth's seed that I could feel even more, deep inside that tight hole that had never been touched. I could feel his hot juices as they exploded. And when the two of them finally pulled back I was completely coated.
Adam stood first, reaching for a nearby towel to wipe himself off. He didn't look down at me. “Don't suppose you're on birth control?” He asked.
I tried to respond, but the gag kept me muffled. Seth hadn't untied me, he just kept me bound against him, absently playing with my breasts. “What difference does it make?” He nuzzled his lips against my neck.
Adam took a deep breath. “Considering we won't be leaving this place for at least five years? I'd say a pretty big one.”
I tried again to speak, once again I was muffled. I wasn't part of their discussion I supposed. “Doesn't matter. We've got plenty of food for some little ones.”
“Get her cleaned up then.” A dangerous smile touched his lips. “Tomorrow we show her what it means to truly be submissive. We will begin to break her down.”
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Seth knelt next to me, his eyes level with mine. “Admit when you are helpless.”
“You may have me tied up, but you haven't broken me boys. Try harder.”
Adam chuckled from behind me. “I like her. She's feisty.”
Seth narrowed his eyes. He unsheathed a long knife from his belt, holding it before me, threateningly. He lay it against my cheek, his eyes never leaving mine. Then further he trailed, touching my neck. He was daring me to utter the word. I knew it. I wouldn't give him the satisfaction.
Upwards he moved, sliding that sharp, long knife under my shirt. The cold metal sent shivers down my spine. When he finally had slipped under my bra, He yanked outward, splitting shirt and bra in one quick thrust. The buttons of my shirt flew off in all directions. My heavy breasts spilled forward, upside down, unencumbered by the lingerie. He used both hands to rip what was left of my shirt open, pushing it to the side.
Hard to Break
Twin Masters #3
by
Claudia Balvenie
@claudiabalvenie
claudiabalvenie.com
Cover: arkusha photos
Copyright 2015.
All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed or transmitted in any form or by any means without the prior written permission of the author.
All characters are above the age of 18
CHAPTER 1
“This is bullshit!” I exclaimed, tossing all of the heavy volumes to the floor.
As quickly as I'd said it, I knew it was a mistake. Seth shoved the electric prod into my bare side, shooting electricity through my body. I collapsed to my knees, a shriek tearing from my lips.
Adam, Seth's identical twin chuckled softly. He was a rough, muscular man, his body shaped from years of hard farm work. But leaning back in that elegant, wingback chair and sipping his scotch I saw hints of something darker. If he'd only had a cat on his lap, I'd call him a super villain.
Seth finally pulled the prod from my side, and I was left shakily catching my breath. The men had promised to “break me down.” I wasn't quite sure what it entailed, but so far it had been mixing pleasure and pain in some sort of ritual to push me into submission.
The joke was on them. I was enjoying myself.
“Ah, my pet, nothing worthwhile is ever easy...” Seth began, kneeling behind me and gently rubbing my back where he'd just pressed the rod.
“After all, you were the one who complained about the books' order...” Adam chuckled, taking another sip of his drink.
“Yes, but I thought the two of you would help me! I'm not as tall as you are!” I had risen to my feet, haughtily crossing my arms over my chest.
Adam's eyes roamed over my form. I felt a blush rising to my cheeks once again. Since the men had taken me in, they'd only allowed me to wear my lingerie, thigh highs, and heels. I made sure to wear one more thing: attitude.
In truth, I'd been extremely fortunate. When the EMP erupted and my car crashed, it was the twins who'd found me. They'd brought me inside their secure vault, keeping me safe from the horrors we all knew were raging outside. They'd been preparing for the end of the world for most of their adult lives. Of course, they hadn't expected a third person to join them. I'd had to become creative in my negotiations.
I suspect that the men had been attracted to my demeanor. After all, I make million dollar decisions every day. I was not some weak willed woman to just bow down and do whatever they wanted. I fight, it's what I do. I command. I lead. To ask me to submit, well, it just isn't in my vocabulary.
The men seemed to think otherwise. And it appeared they'd been storing up a ton of ideas for just a woman like me.
I'd expected everything to be sexual. We'd bang and then we'd all work on making sure our day to day lives were as comfortable as possible. Seemed easy enough, right? It wasn't like I wasn't willing to do my share of the ch
ores. Hell, even more than my share. But the way the twins had planned, it just wasn't necessary. No, they'd taken care of everything so well that literally all they had to do was seal off the shelter, and we were safe. This of course gave them plenty of time to consider exactly how they would break me.
Today's task was reorganizing the books while they watched.
In my scant free time, I had perused their library. When I commented that author order might be easier than the title order they'd kept it in, Seth seemed to take it as a challenge. He knocked all of the books to the floor, leaving me to pick them back up, correctly. While in my lingerie and heels. While obeying every tiny, insignificant command he would hurl at me. If I did not do as he asked, he'd shove that damnable prod against my tender flesh.
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