The shuffling of feet echoes around me, and I can hear the men moving closer. I feel someone's rough hands undoing the ropes that bind my arms and legs, my skin aching from being bound for so long. With a sudden jolt, my blindfold is pulled off, and I blink rapidly as my eyes adjust to the light.
The men stand around me, their naked bodies adorned only with masks and erections as Blade offers me his hand and helps me to my feet. We follow the other two into the living room, the energy in the room shifting from tense to almost playful. No longer do they seem like predators, but like my playmates.
Blade guides me to Raven's lap, his strong hands resting on my hips as I straddle him. My body hovers just above his cock, and I can't help but smirk at the mischievous glint in his blue eyes peering through his mask. His grip tightens on my thighs as he lowers me onto him.
I moan as I grip the back of the couch. I watch Shadow move to stand behind the couch, his hand gripping the base of his cock, stroking slowly as he watched me. I let Raven take over, moving me on his cock achingly slowly as I leanforward to drag my tongue along the underside of Shadow’s cock.
I’m completely distracted by them. I almost forget about Blade until I feel a heavy thud land on my ass, eliciting a strained gasp to escape my lips. Everything in me contracts as Raven groans under me and Shadow laughs, pulling my mouth back to his cock as I feel another heavy thud land. This time, I stifle a moan around Shadow's cock, sucking harder as Raven moves faster beneath me.
“Her pussy contracts around my cock with every hit,” Raven says, his voice breathless and laced with desire. Blade continues his assault, the sharp sting of each swat blending into a dull, sweet ache that sends sparks through my body. My thighs quiver as I try to keep myself steady through the whirlwind of sensations. “She’s going to come all over my cock,” Raven declares as Shadow tightens his grip on my hair, guiding my movements on him. His cock throbs in my mouth, pre-cum leaking out and onto my tongue, making me moan a little louder and causing Raven to groan beneath me.
I hate that Raven is right; my orgasm quickly approaching with every hit of the paddle behind me after being teased all morning. I ride Raven, taking him deeper inside me with every thrust while keeping rhythm with Shadow in my mouth. Meanwhile, Blade remains behind me, landing alternating thwacks on my ass, each sharper than the last. It's all too much; the room spins as pleasure builds up inside me again—stronger than before, threatening to consume me whole.
My orgasm crashes over me like a tidal wave as I scream around Shadow's cock, my body trembling uncontrollably. Raven lets out a loud groan beneath me, his hands gripping my hips tightly as he thrusts deep inside me, riding out my orgasm with his own release. I feel his cum filling me asBlade lands one last hard thwack on my ass before Shadow goes rigid in front of me, his grip in my hair tightening as he releases cum in my mouth.
I swallow around him as best I can through my aftershocks, feeling his cock pulse and twitch before he pulls out with a smirk, patting my cheek gently. "Such a good girl," he murmurs down at me. I barely have enough energy to nod at him, completely spent but also filled with satisfaction.
My body trembles in exhaustion as I lean against Raven's solid chest, seeking comfort and support. But before I can fully surrender to his embrace, Blade swoops in and pulls me back, lifting me up. He hands me off to Shadow, who cradles me gently in his arms and carries me upstairs, away from the others. I rest my head on his broad shoulder, grateful for his sturdy presence as my weary limbs dangle limply. The scent of his cologne fills my nose and I feel safe in his arms.
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Carrying her up the stairs, I feel the slight weight of her body in my arms as she starts to relax and drift off to sleep. Her breathing steadies and I know she is close to slumber. With careful steps, I push open the door to her room, glancing at the clock; just after six in the morning. The soft rays of sunlight filter through the window, casting a warm glow over the room.
I carry her into the bathroom, setting her gently on the seat in the shower. She groans contentedly as I step inside with her, a quiet chuckle escaping my lips. "Keep your eyes closed," I murmur to her, and she complies happily, trusting me. I toss my mask onto the bathroom counter and turn on the water, adjusting it until it runs warm against the wall.
Turning back to her, I help her stand as I take my time washing her body. The scent of soap fills the air, mingling with the lingering smell of our earlier games.
With gentle strokes, I clean her body, starting at her shoulders and working my way down to her feet. She leans against me for support as I lather up a sponge and carefullywash away any traces of our playtime. Her eyes flutter in pleasure as she feels the warm water cascading over her skin.
Moving slowly and deliberately, I cleanse every inch of her skin, paying extra attention to sensitive spots like her bottom where Blade had left his marks. Despite any discomfort or tenderness, she remains still and allows me to tend to her.
Once her body has been thoroughly washed and rinsed off, I turn my attention to washing her hair. She hums softly as my fingers massage through her scalp, removing any sweat or dirt from her hair and replacing it with the sweet-smelling suds of shampoo. I take my time in rinsing it out, enjoying the feeling of her soft locks between my fingers.
With her body now clean and relaxed, I turn off the water and wrap a towel around her before grabbing another to dry her hair. Once it's mostly dry, I carefully braid it down her back, a gesture that brings a smile to my face.
Leading her back to the bedroom, I grab a soft facemask and place it over her eyes before helping her into bed. I take her wet towels and replace them with fresh ones for myself. Finally dried off, I join her in bed, wrapping my arm around her as she instinctively moves closer to me, seeking my warmth and comfort. As we lay intertwined, I gaze up at the ceiling above us, savoring every sensation of her warm skin pressed against mine.
As I begin to drift into sleep, a gentle knock breaks the silence and Raven enters the room. His presence is calming, and I watch as he sheds his boxers and slips into bed on the other side of Red. A soft sigh escapes me as he yawns,knowing we were all exhausted from our sleepless night and early morning activities.
"Where's Blade?" I ask, breaking the stillness between us. He shrugs nonchalantly, his eyes closing as he wraps an arm around Red's waist, drawing her closer to us.
"Cleaning up the kitchen," he says with a tired grin, and I can't help but chuckle before settling back against the pillow.
Raven's breathing soon becomes steady as he drifts off to sleep. I prop myself up on one elbow to gaze upon Red's peaceful face. The hot shower has left her skin with a rosy tint, which glows softly in the dim light of the room. A slight smile plays on her lips as she snuggles deeper into the sheets between us.
"You're making me uncomfortable," Raven mumbles, his voice heavy with drowsiness.
I ignore his comment, my focus solely on Red. Her long lashes cast delicate shadows over her flushed cheeks as she sleeps soundly.
"Brooding over her?" Raven's voice is barely audible now.
I hesitate for a moment before admitting softly, "Afraid of getting too attached." But I doubt if he hears me. I lay back down and wrap an arm around Red's slender waist, inhaling her sweet scent that brings a sense of peace to my restless mind. Slowly, I succumb to the pull of sleep, my thoughts consumed by the enigmatic woman sleeping peacefully beside me…
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Downstairs, the kitchen is in a state of disarray. That’s the thing about pleasure – it's mindless and spontaneous, leaving no room for the banalities of life like tidying up. I set to work, methodically picking up discarded clothes and ropes, cleaning surfaces, and washing dishes.
Catching my reflection in the polished steel of the refrigerator door, I pause. Stubborn streaks of dark hair fall over my eyes, damp with sweat from earlier. I look like an absolute mess, but could not feel more elated. The memory of Red's soft moans echoes in my head, stirring up a hunger that I thought was temporarily sated.
