The woman screamed her release and I bit my lip to keep myself from crying out with her. I didn’t realize I held Tor’s hand in a death grip until he squeezed my hand and leaned down to whisper in my ear, “You’re next, mate.”
“Good morning.” I spun about at the greeting. The Viken male who spoke to us wore simple clothing, but his shirt had an emblem on the chest that signified he was a center trainer. “That newly mated couple is just finishing their session.”
His comment was timely, for the woman’s second deep moan of pleasure filled the room. Tor smirked and the trainer was professional enough to maintain a placid expression.
“By the time you have your mate settled on the training bench, the other couple will be gone.”
Tor nodded, then looked to me. “Strip, please.”
I looked at Tor warily, then at the bench where I knew my ass would be up and exposed for training. It excited me and terrified me at the same time. Having one of the men play with my ass while we were all touching and kissing and fucking in private was arousing. This, I wasn’t so sure about.
“Come, love. We’ve talked about this. My cock is as thick as your wrist, but it will go in that virgin ass of yours.”
“But…”
“You have a choice.”
I brightened at the prospect. “You can go over the bench and I can work a training plug into you and make you scream your release, or you can go over the bench and, once you have a nice, big plug in your ass, you’ll get a spanking before I let you come.”
“You can’t be serious?”
“A spanking it is.”
My mouth fell open and Tor arched a brow. “You can go now, with just a spanking on your bare bottom, Leah, or you can argue and I’ll strike your thighs, and deny you release.”
The trainer nodded in approval at my shocked expression, but I knew Tor meant every word. I shook like a leaf, blushing a bright pink as the trainer watched me with intense interest, inspecting every inch of skin as I loosened the dress and let it slide down over my bare breasts and hips to pool on the floor at my feet. Once naked, I met Tor’s gaze with as much courage as I could manage and walked over to the bench.
“Good girl, Leah,” Tor murmured, and as much as I wanted to be angry at this entire situation, his praise spread through me, making my heart melt and my pussy wet. I wanted him to be happy. I wanted to please him.
“She will be an excellent submissive with a little training. You’re a lucky man.” I heard the trainer behind me and I glanced at him from beneath my lashes, knowing he could see everything, that he would watch everything Tor did to me. That did not make me happy. I did not like the way his gaze darkened with interest as he inspected my breasts, or the way his gaze lowered to linger on the wetness between my legs.
He did not matter. He had not earned the right to look at me. I did not care about pleasing him. He was nothing to me.
With my rising ire, my pussy tightened and I felt my desire fading. I was not this old man’s plaything. I did not belong to him.
“Eyes on me, Leah,” Tor scolded and I tore my gaze from the elderly trainer to look at my mate. His eyes were dark with lust as he looked at me, not trying to hide the way my body pleased him. “No one else is here. Do you understand? You will listen only to my voice. You will feel nothing but my touch. This will please me. You are beautiful, and I want him to see you ache for me. I want him to watch you come for me and envy me such a beautiful mate.” He stepped close and lifted my face with one hand, pulled me to his hard body with his other hand on my ass. “I want him hard for you. I want him desperate, knowing you’re mine, knowing he can never touch what’s mine. Taunt him with your beauty, Leah.”
Oh, yes. I could do this, make my mate a god in the old man’s eyes. On one condition. “You won’t let him touch me? I don’t want anyone else to touch me. Only you.” My heart was in my eyes and I knew it, but I didn’t care. My mates could hold me, touch me, own me. But no one else. I didn’t trust anyone else, didn’t want anyone else.
“Trust me. I don’t share.” Reassured by his words, I gave him a small nod and I allowed him to lead me to the bench, the front of my thighs and lower hips pressed forward. Tor’s firm hand on my back pushed me down onto the padded table before me and I went willingly, my pussy already wet as I replayed what I’d just witnessed on the table next to us. The woman’s who’d screamed her release was now wrapped up in a soft blanket of some sort and curled up resting and happy against her mate’s massive chest as he carried her out of the hut, leaving Tor and me alone with the trainer.
“Will your mate need restraints?” the trainer asked.
I looked at the wall in front of me. It was covered in hooks, from which varying sizes and shapes of plugs hung down. I gulped, wondering which one Tor would pick.
Tor went to the wall and selected a small plug, something similar in size to one of his fingers, then a much larger one. Wow, that one was big, with bumps and some sort of control switch… did it vibrate?
“Leah will be a good girl and take this plug,” he showed the small one to the trainer, “without a struggle, or I will restrain her and work this one inside her.” He lifted the monster plug.
The warning was real and it was my choice.
“Here is your jar of ointment. You have enough in your hut?”
“Yes, thank you.” Tor placed it on a small table where I could see it and I watched as he coated the small plug in the slick substance. After, he dipped two fingers into the jar and moved around behind me.
“Breathe, Leah.”
The cold slide of Tor’s fingers over my bottom hole had me squeak in surprise, but I didn’t move from position.
“You can never use enough ointment,” the trainer commented.
My cheeks flushed as the trainer continued his commentary as Tor worked my back entrance, slowly stretching me to allow his finger to slide in. I panted past the burn of it and began to push back against the single digit as the sensation of being filled with the very tip of him made me instantly aroused. Just as I began to truly enjoy the fullness, the slight invasion, he slipped free.
I cried out my disappointment, but it was short-lived. The hard tip of the small plug pressed against me and slid into me without too much effort. I gasped as it was seated within and I wiggled my hips to adjust, but it wasn’t painful. Uncomfortable, surely, but nothing worse than what my mates had used the night before.
Tor came around and squatted down before me so his face was in line with mine. Brushing my hair back from my face, he met my eyes. “Good girl.” He smiled and I couldn’t help but smile back. “That was too easy though. This is training, after all.”
I didn’t have time to question his words, for he moved back behind me.
I assumed he was going to slip the plug out of me, but instead, I felt the other one, the much larger plug, pressed at the entrance of my wet pussy. My legs shook and I pressed my forehead down into the table, my grip on the edges desperate as he pumped softly, sliding the large dildo in and out of my wet core slowly, so slowly. In. Out. The extra stretch of the plug behind me made the second one in my pussy feel impossibly huge. I was full. So full.
Tor worked me with it, fucking me until I dripped with sweat, desperate to come.
“She’s very wet,” the trainer commented. “You should be very pleased. Arousal is hard for some mates during an ass-training session.”
Tor took hold of both plugs and began to fuck me with them, alternating when one slid deep inside, the other sliding almost all the way out. I knew he was mimicking what it would be like when I had two of my men’s cocks filling me, but the trainer did not know this. The old man’s voice sounded wispy, as if he couldn’t quite catch his breath.
“You should fuck her pussy with the plug in her ass. This will make her grip on your cock unusually tight. This will be excellent practice for your mate and will be a very pleasurable experience for you as well.”
Tor did not respond with words, but he
did fuck me faster with the plugs and I groaned at the sensation, ignoring the other man’s droning about training techniques. I didn’t care about him. I narrowed my focus to the sound of Tor’s murmurs of approval as he played my body, to the wet slide of the plugs as he filled me with them.
I bit my lip, shaking and on the edge when he pushed both of them deep… and stopped.
“Time for your spanking, naughty girl.”
If I thought it would spare me, I would have begged, but I knew any words would be wasted. Especially since he promised me the spanking in front of the trainer.
His hand landed on my bare bottom and I clenched my cheeks as the sharp pain startled me, making my pussy and ass both clench down on the plugs.
Oh, God. More. I wanted more.
There was no holding back my cries as he continued to strike my bare bottom over and over, the fire spreading through me with each hot strike, each sweet sting. I counted because I had to, the numbers in my head were the only thing keeping my mind whole as fire and lust overwhelmed my senses.
Tears slid down my cheeks to smear on the table beneath me but I didn’t even try to stop them. They were the only release I had right now. “Please!”
“You want to come?”
“Yes. Please. Please!” My request screamed from my throat as he shifted his stance behind me and pulled both plugs almost completely out of my body. He held them there, their tips just barely inside me as he waited for me to break.
“What do you want, Leah?”
I was past the point of speech, simply pushed back against him, trying to take the plugs back inside me. He only gave me one, my cries of frustration very real as he filled my ass but left my pussy empty.
“If you will give us some privacy, I would like to fuck my mate now, just as you suggested.”
“Of course,” the man murmured. “The way your mate is responding, my help is clearly not necessary.”
Tor continued to work my ass until the door closed. At the sound, he stopped and leaned down over me, covering my ass and back with his hard body. I lay pressed to the table, my body on fire as he covered me. “You should have seen him, Leah. You are so beautiful, so hot, your pussy so wet for me.” His hand slid over my stinging ass cheek to cup my now empty pussy and I whimpered. “I’m so proud of you. Every man in the universe will want you, Leah, will want this.” He slid two fingers deep inside my pussy. “Want you.”
The intimate glide of his fingers in my wet core was like an electric shock to my system. My body bucked beneath him, completely out of my control. I could only grip the table’s edge and fight for air.
Tor stood and pulled back, leaving my pussy aching and empty once more. I didn’t move, simply waited, knowing I wouldn’t be allowed to come until he chose to let me. I nearly cried with relief as I heard Tor’s pants hit the hard floor. Seconds later the hot tip of his cock nudged at my entrance. “I’m going to fuck you, now. Hard.”
“Yes!” He slid in deep and I cried out.
“I think you like having your ass filled.” He pumped into me.
“Yes!” I repeated. The feel of both his large cock and the plug inside me was so tight, so snug. So hard. So big.
His pre-cum coated my insides with every stroke of his huge cock and I was lost, wild. He could have slipped that super-sized plug in my back entrance and I would have loved it. My mate, this connection, was sizzling my brain.
“I need it, Tor. Please,” I begged.
“You want something bigger in your ass while I fuck you?”
“Yes!” I cried.
He pulled out of me and went to the wall, unconcerned that his cock thrust out slick and shiny with my arousal. He found one and held it up. I gulped, then clenched around the small plug. I moaned at the sight of Tor coating its replacement with a generous amount of ointment.
Carefully, he pulled the smaller plug from me and replaced it with the other one, the ridged, bumpy new one. As he pushed it inside me to the first ridge, he slid his cock in as well, but only an inch. When he worked the second ridge into me, he slid in another inch. He filled my ass and pussy, one slow, thick inch at a time. When the plug’s base bumped my bottom and the blunt head of his cock nudged my cervix, I shattered.
My body clenched down on both thick rods, pulling them deeper into me. Surely Lev and Drogan could hear me from across the center.
Tor fucked me then, hard and fast and I came again and again, so aroused, so needy that I couldn’t stop. Every orgasm pushed me higher and higher, a spiral of need that made me claw that table and beg for more, my voice going hoarse as I demanded more.
“Yes, mate. You’re squeezing me so hard, Leah, I can’t hold back. I’m going to come.”
He did then, his hot seed spurting from me, coating my insides with his special seed, triggering yet another orgasm. I struggled to catch my breath and I could do nothing but rest, sated and weak. My mind was weary and lethargic as Tor slipped from me; a hot gush of his seed followed him, slipping down to coat the insides of my thighs.
Tor rubbed his hand over my ass and I didn’t protest when he slipped the smaller plug deep inside my pussy. I had no fight, no argument. I was his. Completely.
Tor picked up my forgotten dress and helped me up onto wobbly legs, keeping a hand on me to steady me as he helped me slide the fabric over my body once more.
“Aren’t you going to take the plugs out?” I asked as he held the door open for me, the bright sunshine hurting my eyes after the cool confines of the hut.
Tor shook his head. “You’re in training, Leah. Plus, I think that Drogan and Lev would like to see what you’ve been up to.”
The idea of flipping up my skirts and showing the other men how I was filled made me come. I gasped and my eyes fell closed as the soft wave of pleasure washed over me. Once it was over, I looked up at Tor. He was staring at me, wide-eyed.
“The seed power is truly impressive. We must hurry, I’m hard again and I’m sure the others need you as well.”
Chapter Eight
Drogan
I didn’t need the sight of Leah naked and strapped to the breeding bench to want to pump my seed into her. I grew hard at the sight of her walking stiffly back from her session with Tor. I knew she must have a very large plug filling her ass and couldn’t resist either the smile that spread across my face or the thickening and lengthening of my cock. Knowing she was so eager, so willing and obedient to accommodate our needs made me hard as a rock and eager to fuck her again.
Hell, knowing she was only a short distance away was all that kept Lev and me from rushing to her to relieve the strong pull of the seed power. But we had to remain hidden, to let anyone who saw us at the fuck huts believe Leah was just another Viken female with her new mate. In our own hut though, with the privacy screens drawn, we could do with her as we chose.
We spent the week fucking her everywhere but the spanking bench. We only used that apparatus to slip a consistently larger plug into her ass or for Lev to spank her… just because. By the end of the week, all three of us were confident we could take her at once without hurting her, even with the extra arousal the seed power provided. It wasn’t just about breeding her, although filling her with seed was no hardship.
Every time one of us took her away from our hut, we reminded her of her need to be our naughty girl. She’d reveled in this, forcing Tor to give her a bare-assed spanking out in the main area where anyone walking by could witness. I’d taken Leah to see a mentor on eating her out. I was quite confident—and so was Leah—that she could respond to my mouth on her pussy, but we needed to maintain the facade.
While she had enjoyed my tongue torturing her for the entire hour, she hadn’t been pretending when I told her she would be tied down and spread open for me, her every reaction monitored by the mentor. As I tied one knee open, then the other, she’d resisted, requiring me to spank her before we could even begin. The fact that she came from her spanking alone only added to her humiliation. But I rewarded her quite t
horoughly with my tongue and fingers, the mentor praising my mate’s ability to submit.
The knowledge that she enjoyed our domination had Lev tying her to the bed or over the table on occasion to assuage her needs. Whatever she wanted, whatever her body craved, we gave her. We pushed her sexual boundaries and pleasured her into exhaustion every night.
“It has been a week, Leah, and we have delayed as long as we could.”
We stood over the bed where she lay, resplendent with her red hair and nothing else covering her curves. She sat up, no longer shy about her body.
“Oh?”
“You must be seen by the doctor. All new mates are seen on arrival for any signs of physical problems, but we stalled for you.”
“Your breasts are different,” Tor said.
Leah looked down at herself. I could see the change, too.
“Her nipples are larger,” Lev commented.
We moved as one to sit on the bed, surrounding her.
Sure enough, her nipples were a bright pink and the usually small circles were larger. They didn’t tighten into tight little gems as was normal, but remained puffy and full.
“Everything is larger.” Lev cupped a breast in his palm and looked to me. I cupped the other and sure enough, it was heavier. Fuller.
Leah’s eyes slipped closed as we played.
“We now have reason to see the doctor.”
Her eyes opened. “I do not need to see a doctor because my breasts are larger. It’s just PMS.”
“Larger… and more sensitive,” Lev commented, brushing his thumb over the nipple, ignoring me entirely.
We each added the changes we saw—and felt.
“Our seed has taken root,” I assumed.
Pride and very heady arousal coursed through my veins. We’d certainly fucked her enough. I felt virile and powerful at the early signs of her being bred.
She shook her head. “It is too soon. As I said, I’m sure it’s just PMS.”
“I do not know what this PMS is. If it is bad, you should have told us about it sooner,” I told her. Had she been unwell all this time and we hadn’t known?
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