Now,at last, she was quiet. Vargr stripped off her tights and felt between her legs.
“She is fuckin’ wet.”
“I know.” He chuckled.
While Vargr began tying her legs together, she shook her head and tried to kick him, mumbling anothrough the rope pressing apart her lips. At least twice her foot connected, and he was sure the beaster would have some mighty bruises.Subdued, tied up, with his belt replaced by rope, she still, somehow, managed to poke her tongue out at them through her impromptu gag.
Fuck, even that was hot. He wiped his mouth and grinned at her, though his wry amusement was swiftly overwhelmed by lust. That red rope was so pretty wrapped over her skin.
With a groan, Vargr palmed his hard-on then took off his pants and dropped them to the side. “Fuck. Fuck.Fuck.” He heaved in a breath while rubbing his ribs where she’d thumped her foot into him. “Is this strugglefucking? Think it must be. Why did I deprive myself?”
“’Cause you’re an asshole?”
They both laughed and he rose to his feet to stand beside Vargr and look down at her. “I said I’d hogtie her. What say you?”
Cyn squeaked through the rope at them.
“Get her hands at the front so we can do every hole?”
“It shall be done.” He picked up the coil of rope.
By the time they were finished, after much wrestling with her and redoing of knots, they had her wrists bound together at the front and her ankles connected there too. Doubled over, with her breasts squashed by the rope wrapped about her torso, Cyn looked ripe for fucking.
His cock was aching and so stiff he wondered if he’d come at the first thrust into her.
Vargr spun her, where she lay on her side on a mattress they’d hauled from the back room. He leaned over her. Propped on his arms, he spoke inches from her ear. “There you go, everything is where we want it. Exposed and fuckable.”
He swore he heard her softly moan.
Her labia were swollen and dark pink from arousal, and a trickle of her moisture ran down onto her butt as Rutger watched Vargr play there before sticking two slickened fingersin her pussy. She wormed about, gasping through the rope gag, whimpering as he pumped those fingers in and out.
“Your cunt is ours and your ass.” He found the lubed-up blue dildo and began squeezing it in there, slowly. He eyed Rutger. “Want? The more turned on she is…”
It was obvious what he meant. Turn her on so the dildo would go in easier. As if he’d say no. Though with him inside her too there’d not be a lot of room for anything in her rear hole.
“Oh yeah. You want a no?”
Vargr eyerolled. “Do it.”
Grinning, he advanced on his knees and aimed, probing for her entry, trying not to get in the other beaster’s way. He felt that beautiful soft give, heard her moan as he pushed his cock past her pussy lips. He kept his eyes on her—on how her mouth moved around the rope, on the curve of her body as she accepted him, her shudders and little noises. Blissed out by her submission he kept going, taking it fucking slow and withdrawing a little before he stuck himself in deeper, watching Vargr do her asshole with the dildo.
The tip of it had popped into her. But the next part bore the knobbly spikes that came closer to his own cock diameter. He’d chosen it for that reason.
This was intense.His cock slid further. Cyn moaned and writhed, moving to show she wanted more.
“Fuck.” He gasped. “You doing that and this too… inside her. She’s crushing me good.”
Vargr laughed. “Once she lets it go in deeper, I’m shifting that rope and fucking her mouth.”
“You do that, man. I want to watch.” He grinned, tamping down his arousal so he’d last. If he didn’t come before that he was going to enjoy this to the limit. Get himself in her cunt to the hilt. He slammed in harder, grunted, pulled out. Then he wrapped his large hand over her sweet hip and got heavier intothe rhythm—he went in whenever Vargr pulled out. Out when the dildo went in.
Until a hard thrust bumped Vargr’s hand, and he heard her squeak and stiffen.
Vargr snorted.
“I think it’s gone in as far as I want it to.”
Rutger checked and yes, knobbly bit was sunken into her asshole, had disappeared with only a hint of the rubbery spikes showing. His cock could feel the difference—with so little room for it, the pressure was building him heaven-high, damn fast. Vargr rose and moved to her head.
