by Madison Faye
Slowly, Gareth eased out of me. The two men helped flip me around and gently eased me back into the tub before they slid down into the water themselves.
“Holy fuck, girl.” Gareth whistled lowly, dropping his head back against the edge.
I giggled. “Oh, that? Yeah, I do that with all my kidnappers.”
He grinned as he threw an arm over my shoulders and pulled me close.
“Zane’s going to be pissed Mitch had him running errands today,” Foster said with a chuckle. “I know he’d have loved to be a part of that.”
Something shivered wickedly inside of me at the thought of not just two of them, but all three of the tattooed outlaws taking me at the same time.
I thought about it later that night, after they’d brought me back to my cell, both of them kissing me fiercely and making sure I knew they’d be there in the morning with more information and plans on how they were going to get me out.
But that’s all I could think about as I laid awake on the cot.
Not one, or two of them.
Three of them.
Three big, gorgeous, dominant, bikers having their complete way with me all at the same time.
God, how was that even possible?
As it turns out, I didn’t have long to wait to find out…
Chapter 13
It was cold later in the small cell. I think that’s what woke me.
I let my eyes adjust to the light, pulling the one blanket I’d been given up over myself. Foster and Gareth had given me hospital-style scrub pants and a tank-top to wear after my bath earlier — an improvement from the shift-dress, but still not exactly warming.
What was warming though, was thinking about earlier. The thought of the two men and what’d happened in that tub earlier was enough to get me much warmer, but there was also what they’d said before they left.
They were going to get me out of here.
I didn’t know how, and I actually didn’t think they did either. But knowing someone was on my side and wanted to help was keeping me going.
Even if I still didn’t know what was happening to me here.
There was a click of a lock, and a squeak of a doorknob, and the door to the cell opened.
Zane stepped in.
“Hey,”
I smiled, sitting up a little on the bed. “Hey yourself.”
“Brought you a blanket.”
“Oh my God, thank you.”
He came and sat on the edge of my cot, unrolling the big, thick blanket and draping it over me.
“Thank you.”
“Not a problem.”
He leaned over me, propped up on his arm and looking down into my face. “You smell nice.”
I grinned. “Thanks.”
“Heard you got quite the scrub down earlier.”
My face went red as I pulled the blanket up over it. Zane just chuckled though, pulling it back down and grinning at me. “Me and Foster and Gareth share everything.”
“Everything, huh?”
His eyes burned into mine, glinting wickedly. “I think you know a thing or two about that by now.”
The flush came back to my cheeks and I sat up. “Zane, can you…” I trailed off and looked away. “Never mind.”
“What?”
“It’s nothing.”
“Yes.”
I glanced back at him curiously. “Yes what?”
“Yes, I can sit and stay with you awhile.”
I smiled. “I don’t need you to.”
“No but you want me to.”
“You kidnapped me,” I shot back. I meant it as a joking jab, but I could see his face harden.
“I’m not going to pretend we’re nice guys.”
“Nice guys don’t kidnap people.”
“Look, we had no idea it was you, Cassandra.”
“That matters?”
He looked me over for a second, nodding slowly. “I’d like it to.”
“And what if you’d known, would you have said no?”
“After meeting you?”
I nodded. “Yeah. Would you have still taken a job of kidnapping me?”
He shook his head, his eyes never leaving mine.
“Not a fuckin’ chance.”
I smiled.
“C’mere, you still look cold.”
He suddenly pulled me tight against him, wrapping the blanket around us as he pulled me up and almost into his lap. Broad, muscular arms surrounded my much smaller body, hugging me close and making me feel protected.
God, he smelled good. He smelled masculine, and the scent of him somehow brought back everything that’d happened that first night with him and Foster. I felt my whole body tingle as I nestled into him, feeling much warmer against his hard, chiseled body.
I grinned as I felt his lips brush my ear.
“What are you doing?”
“Keeping you warm,” he growled.
Yeah, I was warm alright.
I took a shaky breath as his lips trailed across my ear, and I could suddenly feel the hot bulge of his cock pressing against my back as I sat against him between his legs.
“Is that the only thing you’re doing?” I whispered shakily, my breath catching as his lips dropped to my neck.
“Nope,” he growled. “That’s not the only thing we’re doing at all, Cassandra.” His hands slid down my arms and over my hips, pulling my ass back tight against his cock.
“Should you be doing this?”
“Probably not,” he husked into my ear, his hands teasing over my belly. “But I thought we’d established that I’m not a good guy.”
One of the hands on my belly began to slip up under my tank top, and I moaned quietly as it moved up until he was cupping my breast in his hand. He teased at my nipple with his fingertip, drawing it into a point and drawing another moan from my lips.
The hand still at my belly slowly began to pull at the tie at the front of the hospital pants. Loosened, his hand slipped inside, and he growled throatily as he felt my smooth, bare skin.
“Fuck, Cas, that feels so fucking hot.”
I whimpered, leaning into him as his fingers slipped over my bare pussy, finding me slick and wet and ready for him. His fingers teased past my clit, feeling electric on my lips as he parted them and slowly eased a finger against my dripping wet center.
He pushed, curling the finger inside as his other hand pulled the tank-top the rest of the way up over my breasts. His hand went from one breast to the other, teasing and lightly pinching my nipples as his mouth began to suck and bite it’s way over my neck.
He pushed my hospital pants down to my knees, spreading my legs as far as they could go with the pants still wrapped around them. His fingers found my pussy again, making me gasp and moan as he sunk two deep inside of me, curling them up and stroking me as his thumb brushed my clit.
“Oh, fuck,” I moaned, sagging against his chest and feeling his cock throb at my back as he pushed me higher and higher towards my climax.
The door suddenly swung open, and I gasped.
“Hey, Zane, we need to—“
Foster and Gareth froze in the doorway.
Then they grinned.
Zane didn’t make a single motion to move, or to even withdraw his fingers from my slick, dripping wet pussy.
“Well well,” Gareth growled, stroking his chin and closing the door behind him.
“Start without us?”
Oh GOD yes…
Chapter 14
Zane’s fingers didn’t leave my pussy as the two other men stepped into the dark room and shut the door.
“Fuck,” Gareth growled, his hand dropping to the bulge at the front of his jeans.
“This a private show or should we make ourselves comfortable?” Foster said with a grin, looking right at me as his friend slowly fingered my exposed pussy.
I nodded slowly up and down, and the two of them groaned as they started to peel their shirts off hardened, tattooed bodies.
Foster stepp
ed out of his jeans first, his thick cock bobbing in front of him as he approached.
“Taste her,” Zane growled from behind me, pulling his finger from my sticky slit. Foster groaned, stroking his cock as he knelt in front of me and leaned in. I gasped as I felt his hot breath on my thigh, and then moaned as his tongue slipped through my juices. His powerful hands went to my thighs, pushing my legs wide apart as he pushed his tongue deep. He swirled it up over my clit, making my body shiver and quake as he licked me.
Behind him, Gareth finished pulling his jeans off as well, and I watched him hungrily as he moved to get up onto the cot. He stood, pushing his hips out so that his cock hung heavy right in front of my eager mouth.
God yes.
This was really going to happen. My dirty fantasy of all three of them was actually going to happen. This wasn’t vacation sex anymore, this was something more. This was escape. This was me needing to not be here in cell, being held hostage.
I needed the escape — the release.
I leaned forward, opened my lips, and let Gareth slowly guide his cock deep into my wet mouth. I moaned as I wrapped my lips around his thick shaft swirling my tongue over his smooth head and teasing the underside of him. I whimpered as Foster’s tongue batted over my clit, Zane’s fingers toying with my nipples as his mouth bit and sucked at my neck.
I could feel Zane reach between us and unzip, followed by the feel of his hot, pulsing cock, bare against my ass. I moaned as I felt him start to stroke himself against me, my pussy trembling as his friend brought me closer and closer to release.
Gareth reached down and gathered my hair in a fist, pulling just tight enough to make me moan around his cock at the dominance of it. He held my hair in a fist, pulling me up and down his cock in a way I’d probably have hated with any guy in the past. But here? With them?
It only pushed me even further in that dark, forbidden pleasure. I loved them dominating and taking me like this. I loved giving up control to three big, powerful men.
I loved giving them total control over me.
Foster’s tongue went into overdrive, his lips fastening around my clit as he swirled his tongue over. He slid two fingers into my aching pussy, pumping them slowly in and out as I bucked against his mouth and moaned wildly around his friend’s big dick.
He picked up the pace, pumping faster, licking more determinedly, and suddenly, I went off like a light. I screamed around the cock deep in my mouth, my eyes squeezing shut as the orgasm rocked through me.
I went limp and felt Zane yank my pants the rest of the way off as Foster tore my tank top up over my head. Hands gripped my ass tight, lifting me up, and suddenly, I felt the big head of Foster’s cock ease against my pussy.
“Yes,” I moaned as he slowly sank me down onto him. I gasped as his thick girth filled me to the brim, every glorious inch of him sheathing to the hilt inside. His hand went to my clit, rubbing me in slow circles as his hips started to pump up into me.
Zane climbed up onto the cot as well, stroking his cock as he moved towards my mouth. I bit my lip as I looked up at him, ready to take him between my lips, when he grinned.
“You’re not supposed to be out of your cuffs, you know.”
Fuck.
I moaned as the dirtiness of what he was saying pulsed through me, and I nodded eagerly. Zane grinned wickedly as he reach out and grabbed the chain connected to the wall. Gareth groaned as he brought my wrists up, and his friend deftly clicked the cuffs into place.
I shivered in desire, feeling the eroticism of it all exploding through me. Not only was I going to let all three of them take me at once, I was going to fully submit, letting them bind my wrists to the wall.
Zane growled as he pushed his cock between my pouty lips, groaning as I sucked him eagerly. Gareth stroked my hair, reaching down to toy with a nipple as he pumped his cock against my cheek. Beneath me, Foster was grinding his huge cock deep inside of me, hitting a place no one ever had before and making me writhe in pleasure as his fingers worked my clit.
I pulled from Zane, swapping back to Gareth with a throaty moan. I slurped him in deep before switching again to his friend and doing the same. They groaned, tossing their heads back and pressing their cocks against my lips as I let my tongue dance between them.
This was so hot.
So filthy.
So slutty.
And I was loving it.
Suddenly, I could feel Foster groan as he slowly began to pull me off of his thick cock. I whimpered in protest before I felt him slide down low beneath me, raising me up as he slid down with his head between my thighs.
My eyes went wide as I felt his lips trail over my ass, and then delve lower.
Oh fuck.
I knew where he was headed, however nothing could have prepared me for that first electric feeling of his tongue dragging lightly over my tight little asshole. It was like he’d touched me with a live-wire, and I moaned around the thick cock fucking my mouth as I pushed back, needy for his tongue on my ass.
It was like nothing I’d ever felt, but feeling his hot tongue dance around my tight ring like that had me gushing and moaning on the cot, surrounded by all three of them.
God this was dirty, but it felt so fucking incredible.
But just as quickly as he’d begun, he pulled back, sliding back up, pulling me into his lap again. I swapped to Gareth, sucking his cock as I felt Foster’s finger delve between my asscheeks and press at my now wet asshole.
I’d never done anything like this, not ever. And yet, I trusted him. I trusted him not to hurt me, and besides that, I was so worked up and so incredibly turned on, I was ready for all of it.
I pushed back, whimpering as his finger slid right into my most private of places. He plunged his finger deep, slowly filling me with the digit before he slid it back out and repeated the process as he started to eagerly finger my ass.
I moaned around the two cocks in front of me, reaching up to stroke them as Foster’s finger left me and his cock centered there.
“Foster, I’m not sure,” I whispered, suddenly a little worried. “I’ve never—”
“This ass is mine.”
I shivered.
It was a demand. A sweet, toe-curling, pulse-pounding demand. Suddenly, I was acutely aware of the cuffs on my wrists, and the three big, powerful men surrounding me.
I could have come right then and there, and I moaned.
“Tell me,” Foster growled into my ear, his cock easing against my tight asshole.
I nodded, swallowing. “It’s yours,” I whispered, my breath catching as I felt him pull me a little harder back against his cock.
“What is?”
“My ass!” I whimpered, feeling him slowly start to push inside.
He groaned deeply. “I’m not going to hurt you, Cassandra. Just relax.”
I panted, letting myself relax. Gareth and Zane reached down to stroke my cheeks and toy with my nipples as I felt Foster slowly start to inch inside. The head slipped in, and I whimpered, and slowly — inchingly — he started to slip his thick cock all the way up my ass.
My eyes went wide as my jaw dropped.
There was a second of pain, and then it was just so fucking good. It was like nothing I’d ever felt before as he slowly filled me with his cock, until suddenly, I could feel his balls resting against me.
“Fuck,” I moaned throatily, shivering as I felt his cock pulse deep inside of me. “Fuck that’s so good.”
“You like that big cock in your ass, baby?” He growled into my ear, making me whimper and nod.
“Never had a man here, have you?”
I whimpered again as I shook my head, the pleasure starting to bloom through me like heat.
“Good, cause I’m going to fuck this pretty little ass like it deserves to be fucked.”
He pulled back until his cock was almost all the way out, the head barely nestled inside my ring. I moaned, feeling my ass clench tightly around his head.
“Do it!” I moan
ed at him, begging like a dirty girl for this man to fuck me.
With a dark groan, his thick arm muscles standing out, Foster grunted and rocked his hips up as he pulled me back, inching his cock back into my ass as I moaned wildly.
Gareth’s fingers clutched at my hair and brought me back to his glistening cock. I opened wide and he started to slowly fuck my mouth to match Foster fucking my ass. My body began to writhe and twist beneath the men as they alternated their strokes, filling me from both ends.
Zane suddenly knelt between my legs again, and I bucked wildly as I felt his tongue back on my clit. I moaned like a woman possessed, pulling tight at my bonds, sucking Gareth as deep and as wet as I could while Foster fucked my tight ass and Zane worked magic across my clit, making my whole body shake.
This was so damn filthy — so bad.
And I was going to come all over again. I was going to come for all three of them.
Foster started pumping my ass faster and deeper, only making me swirl my tongue and bob my lips faster on Gareth’s cock. Zane’s mouth and tongue sent blinding pleasure through my pussy, making me writhe and pant and rock harder against them all. His lips went around my clit again, just as I felt Foster groan and rock deep into my ass, and that’s all it took.
I screamed around Gareth’s cock as I came, the orgasm shattering through me. Foster groaned loudly, his hands gripping my hips and yanking me tight against him as I felt his cock pump deep inside of me. I whimpered as I felt his hot cum erupt deep in my ass, filling me as he slowly pumped in and out.
Gareth hissed as his hand tightened on my hair, and suddenly, my mouth was filled with his warm cum as well. I swallowed him hungrily, my body shaking as Zane’s tongue sent aftershocks rippling through me.
Slowly, I could feel the men pulling me off of Foster and moving me onto the bed.
“On your knees, gorgeous,” Zane growled in my ear, making me gasp as his fingers dragged through my soaking wet pussy. I felt his strong hands push me down, grabbing my ass and raising it up as I clawed at the blankets. I looked back, my eyes wide and my blood pumping like fire as I saw the raw need on his face. He knelt behind me, pumping his rock-hard cock and pressing forward, right against my ass.