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"In the flesh. We thought we'd bring the party here," Jaden says before he scoops Summer in for a long kiss.

"We booked a suite; we thought a little getaway would be nice," Arch says.

"Plus, that buff comedian Summer likes so much has a show here tomorrow and we thought she'd like to see him," Caleb says before his face melts with hers.

Summer squeals, and I must admit they did good. I was not looking forward to going back tonight.

"So how did you get here?" Summer asks once we start moving.

"We took the heli," Jaden says.

"As you'd imagine, we almost died because you know who decided to fly, so I am in need of relaxation," Caleb says.

We ride to the hotel not far from where we were. The presidential suite has a great view of the ocean and Caleb wastes no time popping the champagne when we get there. Summer in my arms, we toast to us.

"To more love, tighter friendship, and many successes," Jaden toasts, and flutes clink as we all down the chilled bubbles in one go.

Summer melts in my arms as she asks for another. My hand rests comfortably on her boob and I squeeze it. My cock hardens at the softness.

I fucking love this girl.

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OURS

Summer

The restraints dig into my skin as I pull on them, the hot wax scorching my back. I hiss, shuddering, eyes rolling, wanting the pain to end, but relishing the intense feeling that lingers as the pain subsides. The blindfold makes everything ten times more severe. Even the air is torturous as my body vibrates and I try to fight the restraints to close my legs.

“Please.” It comes out muffled around the ball gag lodged between my teeth. It’s long bubbled with saliva as I beg for saving, for mercy, for more.

Another sweltering drop of wax makes me shiver. The scorching pain seizes, making way for something more profound as goosebumps erupt all over my body, my skin tightening, the feeling settling in my center.

The vibrator on my swollen pussy hums to life, the desire to close my spread legs unbearable as I scream through the gag.

“No amount of crying will stop us, Sunshine. You have been a very bad girl.” Jaden blows on the side of my face.

“And six isn’t nearly enough. We told you; you have to come at least ten times before we give you what you crave most.” Caleb’s cologne hits my nose faintly as he stands in front of me.

It sickens me that they can’t see my glare. My body is twisted in frustration, tortured by the vibrator and the fact that I haven’t been touched, not really. My orgasms come with little effort from them as they threaten to not finish me off right if I don’t give them what they want.

Coming isn’t a problem, but my body is drawing each orgasm from deeper and deeper. I need to be touched. A kiss. Or a careless touch.

The vibrator has my clit getting numb.

I need more wax, more pain, but rationing these things was their torture.

They said I’d beg. I should have never been cheeky. The blindfold is removed and I come face to face with Caleb’s gloriously half-naked body and my body shudders. Instinctively, I push my tits forward, my throat dry. I look up at him through my wet lashes, begging him with my eyes.

Help.

A sinister chuckle rings behind me.

Harvey leans into my ear. “Have something to say, little demon?” His dark tone is an aphrodisiac, a tease, a form of torture. I try to speak, looking around for help. Archer stands a few feet away, naked, stroking his hard cock.

Oh god. I focus on him. On how sexy he is with the wicked smirk on his face. My sweet boyfriend could be a cruel asshole like the rest. The betrayer.

Harvey curls his hand around my neck and squeezes a little. Thankful for the touch, I close my eyes, imagining him doing more. Imagining what it’s going to be like when he fucks me brutally. It’s been so long. I think about how hard he must be, how much he wants me. He must be dripping with precum. I’d give anything to…

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