Page 69 of Reign of Hell House


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“You won’t lose us.” Walker says, kneeling down near her feet.

“You don’t know that.” She lets a tear roll down her cheek and I see my brave girl break before me.

“Hey.” I cradle her to me and brush her tear. Her green eyes are glassy and rimmed red. “If tomorrow takes any of us away from you, at least you know where to come and visit.”

That makes her bust out laughing, and she shoves her hand against my chest. “Too soon!”

I tickle her ribs and she wiggles beneath me, kicking her legs out with all her might. “Stop! No, oh my god. Please. I’m too sore!” Her smile is wide, and her tears have stopped as she thrashes beneath me.

“What’s the password?” I ask, digging my fingers under her armpits.

“Pineapples! Finding Nemo! Yodeling!” She cries out and I fall over onto my back from laughter.

“The answer I was looking for was Kumquat.”

“Well, how the fuck was I supposed to know that?” She tosses her pillow at me, hitting me across the face.

“Oh, you little brat.” I jump up and pin her arms down. “How should we punish her?”

Garrison closes the tent up and walks over to us slowly with a glint in his eyes. “I think someone needs to be taught a lesson.” He unbuckles his belt and tosses it to Walker who wraps it around his fist.

“Turn her over.” Walker says, looking down at Salem. Her face changes from playful to turned on in an instant. Licking her lips as I help flip her onto her stomach, arms still restrained.

“Ass up, wildcat.” She smirks and shimmies her hips to arch her back, sticking her butt up for him. It’s a beautiful sight to behold. Sliding down her pants and baring herself to him, he rubs her flesh.

“Not too hard, though. I need to be able to walk tomorrow.”

“Whatever my princess desires.” He says, and she rolls her eyes at being reminded that she’s a princess of Hell.

Walker brings down the end of the belt on her and she yelps out, biting her lip.

“What a dirty little slut you are, enjoying being spanked with a belt.” Walker says, dipping his fingers against her wet pussy. “Look how wet it gets you.” He pulls his fingers out and licks them off with a satisfied smile. Garrison observes from behind, getting himself undressed. Emmet lays on the roll next to us, watching intently.

“I do. I love the way it makes me feel.” He comes down again, the slap from the leather meeting her flesh echoes around the tent, making me hard as I watch her take it. Her eyes focus on my growing length in front of her and she smirks up at me. “Like what you see?”

“Always. I say nudging my cock against her mouth. Her hot breath penetrates beneath my clothes and I ache to be able to shove myself into her.

Walker smacks her again and adjusts himself as he looks down at her reddened ass. Making her scream.

“That’s enough.” Garrison instructs, nudging Walker out of the way. “Emmet, show our girl how much she turns you on.”

Emmet practically throws himself at her, stripping his clothes off in record speed. He notches his cock at her entrance.

“Let go of her hands, Pierce, and let her suck you.” Garrison demands. I don’t hesitate, ready to watch her choke down my length.

I push my pants down and let my cock spring free, finding her mouth ready for me. I gather up her dark hair in my hands and shove through her lips, grating against her tongue to the back of her throat. She gags around me, lips stretched wide to fit me.

Emmet and I double team her, taking her in her mouth and her pussy. She groans around my length as I pull her down by her hair.

“Do you think she can take both of us in her pussy?” Garrison asks, rubbing his cock while watching us take her. Salem’s eyes go wide. I let her up.

“Absolutely not.” She breathes a bead of spit dangling from her mouth.

Garrison laughs. “Okay, beautiful. Maybe another time.”

“Walker, come here.” She beckons. “Let me taste you.”

He slides up next to me, cock ready. She spits on him before sucking him down. She grabs onto me and alternates between taking him and me into her mouth while Emmet slide into her from behind.