Page 40 of KAI Tortured

“Come on Orion, I need her, I need her ass.” I hear Logan’s voice and from the corner of my eye, I see him jerking off. “Sweetheart, the doctor needs his cum bucket.”

Kai is banging me from below, having matched my rhythm of twerking, and Logan kneels behind me. He slaps my ass a few times, the sound reverberating around the room, and then I sense his finger moving over my sphincter and around the rim. The urge to buck against it is too strong. I ride Kai harder, addicted to every sensation they are offering.

When I look over my shoulder, Logan’s fisting his cock. “You better be ready for me, ‘cause I ain’t stopping for nothing.”

Kai slows down the pace while Logan pushes his finger into my ass, then pushes me down so he can get better access. Without any time to adjust I feel his cock at my ass, thrusting slowly, attempting to enter me. On the fourth try, his cock gains purchase and starts to stretch me out. It’s too much fucking pleasure as my ass accommodates his girth, while Kai’s cock continues to thrust from below; gradually, my body begins adapting to life in heaven.

I moan, loud; maybe I’m hoping God himself will hear me and I can tell him I never want to get off this ride.

“That’s it, sweetheart, take it, take it like a big girl.” Logan’s fully inside, opening a gateway to paradise as he starts to fuck into me hard and rough, synchronizing his thrusts with Kai’s. I feel every vein in his cock as I’m stretched out.

“Arrgh, you little cocksucking whore!” Kai cries as Logan digs his fingers into my flesh, holds my hips with both hands, and pounds me. He’s big, but I find my rhythm and begin to move with them, bucking backward and forward, milking their cocks as if they’re the last ones on earth.

Kai cups my breasts and squeezes my nipples between his fingers as Orion holds my head and resumes fucking my face, totally disregarding everything else my body is going through.

“Yes, yes!” I hear Orion groaning as I gag on his cock. My air intake is denied and I try to breathe while my body is ravaged by the pleasure patrol. Which, unbeknown to them, melts me down and, at the same time, makes me fly.

And when Kai reaches down and rubs my swollen clit, I explode, a burst of vibrant sensations igniting inside me, through me, as if I’m a burning fuse, releasing energy in the form of light.

In my head, a mesmerizing display of colors, shapes, and textures forms as I ride my own personal fireworks and skyrocket into a chaotic whirlwind of ecstasy.

Kai and Logan slow down and Orion allows me to gasp in a breath, though it sounds more like I’m howling.

Logan’s lips are on my shoulder, peppering me with kisses, but he and Kai are still inside me, fucking me rhythmically, easing me into another orgasm while Kai tugs at my nipples and renders me unable to think straight.

But Orion’s fingers tangle in my hair and he begins to tug me up, so I know this bliss is almost over.

“Brace yourself, sweetheart, I’m pulling out,” Logan whispers, and as he does, I experience an instant aching for his body. Kai’s too. I try to move down onto him again, but Orion won’t let go of me.

ORION

Her pupils are dilated from the orgasm she just had. She’s panting, lost to her high. And she wants more. She needs more, my sweet little slut.

I tug her up to me; her parted lips are all I focus on, and I slide my tongue alongside hers, breathing in her very being. I gotta control the animal awakened in me; I’m close to drawing blood from her lips.

“Remember how we bred you the last time?” I mumble into her mouth as my hand drops down to her breast.

She nods and presses into me as if she knows I’m craving her kiss, full of demonic promise.

“Without contraception, this is it. Now, you’re gonna be a good little whore for us and let us fuck you and fill you with our cum.”

Her eyes open but her pupils look unfocused; she’s listening to me somewhere inside her head, and for a moment, I see the panic in her.

I glance over at Logan and Kai, who have got up and are now standing next to me. Is this her nightmare? They seem to notice the change in her too.

Before she can say anything, Logan pinches her chin and tilts her jaw toward him. He presses his lips to hers, claiming her mouth. I want her to get that she has no control over what we do. Because in a way, she’s like a chess grandmaster, always three moves ahead.

“Who knows how many babies we’ll put inside you,” I whisper in her ear before biting her earlobe as Logan continues to kiss her.

She tries to pull back from Logan, set herself free from my fingers gripping her hair, but I’m not letting her go. Her scent is what keeps me glued to her, fucked, half-sated, like magic, and I want more. She’s woken up a thousand devils inside me and they will not let go so easy.

Having sucked all the air out of her lungs, Logan pulls back, hooks his fingers under her top, and pulls it over her head. The material catches on her breasts a moment before they drop, abundant and bouncing in front of me. I’d love to put them in my mouth and suck on them, but in my head, she’s bent over the bench on her tits and stomach, getting pounded and filled with our cum. For the time being, I knead them with both hands.

“O-Ryan…”

I love her like this, totally dazed from her own arousal, not knowing what’s happening but understanding it’s something she may not have agreed to.

“Now, lie face-down on that bench for us.” I pinch her nipple hard and she bites her lip.

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