My head level with my hips, I was at the perfect height to take her into my mouth. My eyes flicked between hers and herstrap, how good her fingers looked as she stroked the shaft and teased the head with her thumb. With one final look up at her, she nodded, coaxing the dildo between my lips.
She filled my mouth with a gentle thrust, and at the same time, Spencer slid into me from behind.
“Ohfuhh,” I mumbled around Leo’s shaft before she pressed forward again, choking down any other words that wanted to spill from my lips.
As Leo’s hands tangled in my hair, guiding her cock slow and deep into my mouth, Spencer gripped my hips hard, fucking me hard and fast. “Jesus, Kiera, can you hear that?”
With each thrust into my soaked center, I could hear Spencer’s cock being coated in my pleasure.
It was enough to make my eyes roll back in my head, enough to make me —
Before I could reach my climax, a sharp sting of pain erupted on my ass. Dom, making her presence known with the punishing end of a wooden paddle.
My scream was muffled by Leo’s cock, as was any further protest.
My two saviors continued fucking me like there wasn’t a monster skulking around the shadows of the shop. And closing my eyes, I tried to imagine she wasn’t there, tried to focus on the pressure filling me from either side, the pleasure sparking from my clit straight through my throat as they had their way with me.
But each time I came close to an orgasm, Dom was there, spanking my thighs, my ass, and even my stomach as she saw fit. Sometimes, the punishment came from her handy wooden paddle, and other times, it was a handle with long, leather strips dangling from it.
With her pacing around the room, it was impossible to keep track of where she was, never mind what tool she’d chosen. Butone thing was certain — each strike was painful, making my muscles tense and cramp around the stinging pain.
When Leo finally came on her bullet vibrator, pulling her strap from my mouth, I whipped my head around to glare at Dom. “What the fuck is wrong with you?”
But Dom didn’t bother meeting my gaze. “You promised our pleasures and our pains. This is my pain, Viper.”
She snatched a studded leather paddle from her tray of torture, her knuckles whitening around the handle as she strode closer to me. “Is it too much for you? Are you ready to give up?”
Shaking against my restraints, I knew that she had the capacity to ruin me. I could say the word now and be let loose from my restraints, be freed from whatever expectations Valemont Violence demanded from its recruits.
But I couldn’t be freed from what I’d done in the name of their mission. And I’d be damned if I let Dom scare me away from the protections that I was entitled to as a full-fledged member.
“In your dreams,” I spat, just barely missing Dom’s boots.
I knew I’d unlocked a new level of hell from rageful edge in those sharp crystal eyes, but I didn’t give a fuck. If she wanted to talk about pain, I’d show her pain.
It’ll take a hell of a lot more than that to break me.
As Dom circled behind me, I was certain I was seconds away from having the lights beaten out of me. But to my surprise, she didn’t swing. She pressed the studs spike-down against my back, scraping the points down the length of my spine.
“Mmmpphh,” I bit my tongue, unwilling to give her the satisfaction of my scream. Then, with crushing force, she slammed the smooth side of the paddle against my ass, the sharp sting running down my thigh so hard my leg twitched.
“Still want to mouth off?” She paused, showing off the studded side as she watched me exhale through gritted teeth. “That’s what I thought.”
Dom resumed her pacing, grip tight enough to push the paddle toward cracking. But sparing me the studs wasn’t a favor. It was a threat of what was to come next. A promise that I wouldn’t see it coming.
As I tried to prepare, my saviors swapped places on either side of me. Leo gently caressed the bruises on my rear as she teased my clit with her strap. “God, those two have really done a number back here.”
Her fingertips were soft as they grazed my sensitive skin, the contrast to Dom’s reckoning sending shivers down my spine. My back arched beneath her caress, pulling the chain at my wrists taut as the cuffs took my weight. “Fuck, Leo. That feels so good.”
I could feel her eyes admiring the bruising, the red marks that were surely speckling my skin. At the same time, Spencer circled in front of me, running a finger down her shaft before popping a taste of my excitement between her lips. “Tastes even better.”
She stopped in front of me, her eyes rolling back as she savored my pleasure. And with her glistening cock just inches from my mouth, all I wanted to do was taste it for myself.
Leaning forward, I licked the tip, pulling a string of come into my mouth as I locked eyes with her. And the smirk that crossed her face was nothing short of diabolical. “Eager, aren’t we, Bunny?”
She stepped forward, and took her shaft in her hand, slapping it lightly across my cheek. The wetness painting my cheek was a shock, but not as shocking as Leo sliding between my folds, making easy work of my soaked hole.
“You like that, Bunny?” Spencer smirked, holding the strap just out of my reach.
