He shoved in deep again, holding her face against his belly for several seconds before he let her breathe. Someone was stroking her breasts and cruelly pinching her nipples. The little sparks of pain kept her clit twitching and made her pussy ache.
Harsh, hard fucking, with no orgasms. Wasn’t that what Jon had said? She smiled inwardly. If this was their idea of punishment, she might become a very bad girl. She could wait for her pleasure. Anticipation always made her orgasms more intense.
But what if they didn’t let her come at all?
Kyle pushed his cock down her throat over and over. She inhaled each time he drew out and held her breath as he went deep. His hands were warm against her face and his gaze bore into hers each time she looked up. Spit escaped the corners of her mouth as the fucking went on and on. She was utterly helpless, completely under their control. He meant this to humiliate her, but she felt liberated. She closed her eyes and rode the wave of endorphins, no longer caring about anything but his cock sliding in and out of her mouth.
“Get on with it,” Jon urged. “My balls are turning blue.”
Kyle chuckled, but moved a bit faster, not going quite as deep. Rather than pumping his hips, he bobbed her head, controlling her movements and making her body do the work. “Oh, yeah,” Kyle groaned, and his pace sped even more. After three particularly brutal thrusts, he drew back until the head of his cock rested just inside the ring. His cum spurted out, splashing the inside of her mouth and coating her tongue. He tilted her head back and ordered, “Swallow every drop.”
His taste exploded across her senses and her core clenched painfully. God, she needed to come. She swallowed twice then awkwardly licked her lower lip.
“Be nice,” Kyle cautioned then reached into her mouth and quickly pulled out the bite guard.
Just to piss him off, she snapped her teeth closed, knowing his fingers would be long gone.
“Looks like she’s ready for phase two of the lesson,” Jon said as he pulled her to her feet.
She licked the rest of Kyle’s cum off her lips, still feeling feisty and annoyed. Her core ached and her clit tingled, determined to keep her senses simmering. She might be restless, but she was far from broken.
“You’re next, Isaac,” Jon urged. “How do you want her?”
“I’ll show you.” He swept her up in his arms and carried her into his bedroom.
She wiggled, but didn’t want to fall with her hands secured behind her back. When they reached his room, he sat her down on the foot of the bed and unfastened one side of the restraints. He urged her onto her back, drew her arms above her head, thenrefastened the magnetic cuff. Jon handed Isaac a length of rope. Was that the same rope they’d used the first time they punished her? No, this one had to be longer. She was farther down the bed.
Jon crammed a thick pillow under her hips as Isaac and Kyle pulled her legs apart. They tied her ankles to the bottom corners of the bed, leaving her entire body open and on display.
“Very nice.” Isaac ran his fingertips from her throat to her navel. “Did you like having Kyle’s cock shoved down your throat?” He traced her slit with his index finger. “This makes me think you did.” His finger came away wet with her slickness.
“I’m naked and at your mercy,” she whispered. “You know that turns me on.”
“I think it’s more than that.” He lightly slapped her pussy, his gaze fixed on her face. “I think you enjoy being humiliated.”
As if to prove his point, her nipples tightened, and her pussy fluttered.
He spanked her a little harder. And she restlessly shifted her hips.
Isaac parted her folds and bent to suck on her clit.
Tara cried out as pleasure rushed through her body. “I’m going to come. Please, please, may I come?”
He immediately stopped and swatted her slit. “Bad girls don’t get orgasms. Are you ready to be a good girl?”
“I’m already a good girl,” she argued. “It’s your leader who needs a beating!”
Without responding to her claim, Isaac unzipped his pants and drew out his cock. “Good thing you’re nice and wet because this is going to berough.”
True to his word, Isaac slammed his entire length into her pussy and rode her fast and hard. His pelvis pounded against hers, providing just enough stimulation to keep her on the edge of orgasm without tipping her over. She tightened her inner muscles and rolled her hips, trying to find the angle that would finally let her come.
Isaac slapped one of her breasts and then the other. “Lie still. This is for my pleasure, not yours. Bad girls are taught hard lessons.”
The only lesson she was learning was that her mates were selfish assholes! “I did nothing wrong,” she cried, and Isaac twisted her nipples so hard she saw stars. The scream that followed was filled with exasperation rather than pain. They would never convince her that defending her friends was wrong.
He drove deep then stopped. “Did you try to hit the pride leader?”
She glared up at him for a moment then asserted, “He deserved it.”
