Kail picks up one of the devices. A chain with a silver ball at the end swings from what looks like a tiny silver peg.
I think I know their purpose.
Fearing what those might be used on, I shrink into the table, but he casually takes my right breast in his hand and bends over me to suck on the nipple. I inhale sharply as his warm tongue torments me. He does the same to the other breast.
“Trust me.” He traces a gentle half-circle around each areola with his finger as they erect into buttons, and I forget to breathe. With finger and thumb, he crushes my nipple then fastens the peg onto it.
The pain is a blinding streak of needle sharpness. I hiss then try to shrink away, whining as he does the same to the other side.
Fuck, fuck.“Nnnngggh!” My ass curves back and forth across the table. When I eventually come to grips with the pain, I stare at the clamp on each breast and see Kail studying me.
He cups one breast and squeezes, holds the pressure steady until my toes curl and I inhale through my teeth. With my breast still trapped, he palms theVof my legs and curls his fingers downward, between my legs. “These are mine, and so are you. My fucktoy.”
The audacity is shocking. I’m trembling as he casually fingerfucks me with at least three fingers, while our eyes are locked together.
“I don’t think she does trust you, Mr. Stone.” Dawid says dryly.
I glare at the other men.
“Maybe.” Kail abruptly releases my breast, unfucks my pussy, and pulls a large red dildo from the duffel bag. He perches his ass on the table between my shaking legs and addresses the two men. “She almost spoke. Where should I insert this?”
“Mouth,” Zedder says, amusement dripping from the word.
He nestles the rude thing between my legs then leans up to kiss my mouth, whispering between kisses, “Lubrication, first. Open your pretty cunt.”
I shut my eyes, feeling his devoted mouth, the clamps he’s placed on my breasts, and the slow press of the large dildo as he forces it in.
“Good girl.”
The kissing stops. I’m groaning, thigh muscles straining, as he tunnels it further in, until his knuckles jam against me. I stare past Kail, aware of Dawid’s arm moving as he slowly strokes his cock, a voyeur to my violation.
Violate. Kail said he loved the word. This is that, and degradation. The dildo rotates, and pumps back in, and I shudder as they watch, staring at what’s been stuck inside me.
The clamps jiggle as I breathe staccato.
Nipple clamps decorate my breasts, their eyes are on me, and a huge dildo is plugging my pussy. This is such an obscene drama. I should be terrified.
And yet, when Kail kneels to give my clit some swirling tongue action while he slowly pistons the dildo, I drop my head back and moan. As my legs push against the restraints, the ankle cuffs jingle and click. “Just a little more…” And he keeps on playing with my clit, sucking, and on and on, and arousal creeps upward, builds to a minor crescendo and then he sucks and holds onto my clit with his mouth, and…I can’t…stop…
I spasm into a violent climax that leaves me spun out for a few seconds.
Kail laughs softly, extracts the dildo, then stands up. He shows them how it glistens. My eyes close.
“She came?”
“Yeah, she did.”
My labored breathing mutes their words. I’m unsure who spoke.
Leisurely, Kail brushes his hand up my side and over my breasts so that it comes to rest on my neck. I open my eyes and find he’s hovering the dildo above my mouth. I shake my head, pinching shut my mouth.
Being ornery is my one means of protest.
“Open wide. Behave and I’ll pull it out before you run out of air.”
I can breathe through my nose. Then he clamps my nose shut.
Fucker!Defiant, I hold out, staring wildly, until I must open my mouth to drag in much-needed air.
