Page 5 of Ruining Vanessa

“Y-yes,” I mumble dejectedly. “You… You give me a good time.”

Giulio slaps my ass lightly. “There’s a good girl.” He pulls on the butt plug and twists it around, before driving it deeper into me again.

I gasp involuntarily, trying to stave off the inevitable pleasure.

The plug has been in me more often than not since I arrived at Slayer’s, and the only good thing about it is that it’s not too large—which I’m grateful for, considering he likes to fuck me with it still inside my ass.

“She loves being DP’d,” Slayer says gleefully. “She loves having the tail in while she’s being fucked. Too bad we have to get her knocked up before we can really focus on her ass.”

“I’m sure Damien would cry many tears if he found out you’ve been using her ass instead of her cunt.” Giulio bats at the dog tail, making the plug shift around inside me. “Tell you what, if you give me a nice kiss, I’ll let you take her cunt first.”

“You’re ridiculous, Jules. I don’t mind sloppy seconds,” Slayer says smugly, stroking his own cock. “But hell, why not? You’ve been so generous with your little bitch here.” He pauses, then adds, “I’m still not sucking your damn cock.” He goes to Giulio, and to my surprise, he grabs the back of Giulio’s neck and pulls him in for a demanding kiss.

Giulio kisses back with just as much enthusiasm. He’s shorter than Slayer, so he has to crane his neck a bit. One of his hands snakes down to their cocks, gripping them both. I can hear the two of them groan.

Then Giulio grabs Slayer’s ass.

Slayer stiffens, but he only pulls back enough to growl, “Don’t push your luck, Jules.”

I can’t believe I’m even seeing this. It’s enough to displace some of my horror at the situation, to see someone as straight-presenting as Slayer even kiss Giulio again, let alone let Giulio rub their cocks together. Never mind being calm about having his ass fondled…

Giulio sighs and pulls away entirely. “See what I have to put up with, Vanessa? You’ve got it so easy.” He ends up squatting next to my head, his cock waving prominently at me. “You’ll never know the suffering of wanting to fuck a closeted guy.”

Easy? He thinks I have it easy? I stare at him, unable to hide my disbelief. He can’t actually believe that.

Slayer snorts. “Oh, yeah, you have it so bad. Having a chick at your beck and call. What the fuck do you need a guy’s mouth or ass for? Vanessa has both, plus a cunt you’re trying to plant your baby in.”

“Variety is the spice of life. I would hate for things to get repetitive,” Giulio answers, shifting so his cock is rubbing against my lips. I grimace, but I know better than to pull away. “Vanessa knows what I mean, right? She loves all the different ways we fuck her.”

“Y-yes,” I whisper, my mouth dry.

“You don’t have to worry about things getting repetitive, Jules. You can suck my dick or eat her out, you can fuck her cunt or her mouth or her ass, or fuck Damien’s sour mouth and tight ass. You have plenty of options without trying to drag me into servicing you,” Slayer retorts.

I wish he would just give in. It would mean the attention would be off of me, if only for a little while.

“All right, all right, just get in her cunt already so I can have my turn.” Giulio keeps rubbing the tip of his cock over my lips, my cheeks, even my nose. I do my best not to breathe in at all, but the scent of him still permeates everything, especially when a few drops of precum smear onto my skin.

Slayer sneers at him, but he walks out of my view. I can feel him, though, standing behind me as he spreads my legs. He slides a finger into me, and he laughs. “She’s a little wet, Jules. I don’t know what about this is getting you off, Vanessa. Why don’t you tell us so we can get you even hotter for us?”

I’m mortified. I don’t know why I’m getting wet. They have to be lying, just like they always do, but… I don’t feel the harsh drag of a finger against me like I did earlier when Giulio had started to finger me.

“I don’t… I don’t know,” I whimper.

“Well, at least you’re not lying and saying you aren’t wet,” Slayer says. “Whatcha think, Jules?”

Giulio pauses with his cock pressed against my lower lip. He puts one hand on my head, keeping me from pulling away. “I think… Vanessa’s really into being humiliated. And we’re so nice, we’ll cater to her kinks.” He laughs and bends down to kiss the top of my head. “What’s your favorite part of this, Mama?”

Slayer rubs his cock against my folds, and the heat of his tip feels like it’s almost too much to handle.

“None of it,” I whimper. I catch myself immediately, though, and before Giulio can ‘correct’ me, I say, “The… the…” Damn it. No. I don’t even know what to say. I can’t even make something up.

Giulio’s fingers tighten in my hair. “Come on. Don’t be shy. Nothing you say would scandalize me.” After a beat, he adds, “I really do insist. Honest communication is important in any successful relationship.”

I try to pull back, but he keeps me firmly in place. I can’t get away from him, and I can’t get away from Slayer, either, who starts to push inside of me with a loud groan. “Man, she always feels so fucking good.”

“I don’t know,” I say, my voice a little muffled by how firmly his cock is pressed against my lips. “I really don’t know, Giulio, I don’t!” My voice gets higher and higher as panic fills me. I have to be able to tell them something, but I have no idea what. I don’t know what they’re doing to me that gets me like… this.

Giulio makes a disappointed sound. “Fine, if you don’t want to talk, make yourself useful and suck.” He pushes his hot, hard length against my lips once more, much more insistently than earlier.

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