Zack met her gaze through the mirror and she held it as he trailed the leather down her chest, pulling the clamps hard enough to grant him another whine of pain.
“My leather will touch every inch of you.”
“Thank you, Sir.” Her need grew.
Aiden shifted and stood over her, she looked up as he placed his cock against her lips. He pushed forward, his legs pressing against her clamped breasts, his cock slipped along her tongue to the back of her throat.
Sophie’s eyes closed as she gagged, unable to pull away with her head against the mattress. The cool pressure of leather against her spread pussy and she ached to arch to the touch.
“I know she can take more.”
Aiden’s thrusts became deeper, stalling out longer before allowing her a breath of air. “Don’t forget your manners.”
“Yes, Daddy.” Sophie licked her wet bottom lip. “Thank you, Sir.”
“Deeper.” The command came with a hard smack against her sensitive upper thigh. Her knees jerked together and were thwarted by the bar separating her ankles. “I haven’t heard her choke yet.”
The tempo of Zack’s strikes in time with Aiden’s assault had quickly pulled her into a state of euphoria.
“Thank you, Sir!” Sophie croaked wetly when Aiden let his cock slip past her lips.
The breath was short-lived, and Aiden forced his way past her lips, angling the head of his shaft against the back of her tongue. “Fuck, I love the way you swallow my cock.”
Sophie rocked her hips, unable to get away from the methodic beats of Zack’s leather and Aiden’s increasing thrusts.
“Please, Sir!” She cried between breaths. “Please may I come?!”
“Beg.” His command was euphoric.
Another longer thrust from Aiden silenced her pleas. She saw stars and the edges of her vision began to blur.
Sophie coughed and spat drool down her chest the next reprieve. “Sir, please.”
Aiden grunted and leaned forward, his hands pressed against the mattress. He leveraged his weight and found a deeper tempo using his hips to guide his cock into her throat.
Neither had touched her pussy, it ached empty and needy. Her clit throbbed frantically for the touch that would set her free.
Sophie’s vision was blurred entirely with tears; she coughed hard against the intrusion. She struggled beneath them, her chest bowed toward the repeating strikes.
“Hold it.”
Aiden’s hips stilled.
“I'm going to count down. Don’t you dare move,” Zack’s voice was low.
Sophie fought against every instinct, her muscles screaming for release. She had to be still. She needed to come. Her orgasm was so close she could feel the tingles begin in her toes.
Her body jerked. Her hips rolled in a desperate attempt for friction. She held her breath as Aiden’s cock filled her throat once more, and a slick heat washed over her. He stilled again, the punishment for her movements.
A loud crack echoed through the room as Zack’s leather struck her pussy, and she jolted at the shock. Her body was alight with raw need.
“Three.”
Aiden drove deep, holding her head flush against his groin, cutting off her air. The world went silent, her pulse roaring in her ears. Just as the edges of her vision began to darken, he pulled back, allowing her a desperate, ragged gasp.
Crack.
Another searing line of pain bloomed across her folds. This one was sharper, more focused. The sensation didn’t fade; it radiated, a hot, insistent throb that mirrored the desperate ache in her clit.
