Page 44 of Unhinged

Thiago walks to Luna and does the same. Leaving me standing there, feeling conflicted. The idea of fucking Alice’s throat while she gags on my dick is undeniably enticing. The control, the dominance, the sheer thrill of it all. But at the same time, the thought of her being forced into this gnaws at me. I’m no saint. I’ve done things, bad things, but this...

“Are you going soft on us, Taren?” Matias taunts, his eyes wild.

“Never,” I retort, my eyes locked with Alice’s. She’s mine. I made the choice. I’ll bear the consequences. And I’ll be damned if I let anyone else lay a hand on her. I walk over to her and unzip my pants. “Open your mouth.”

Surprisingly, she doesn’t look scared. The only thing flashing in her sky-blue eyes is desire as I pull my cock free. And then I remember her fantasy. My dirty little Alice likes this. Likes being held captive and told what to do. She likes being forced.

“Now,” I growl.

She opens her mouth, and I slam the length of my cock to the back of her throat, making her gag. My thoughts whirl, a tempest of raw desire and gut-wrenching guilt. Alice is on her knees, eyes watering as she chokes on me. She likes this, wants this.

Every time she gags, I drive harder. The darkness within me takes over as tears gush down her face, and she stares at me with shock in her expression. I’m a monster, a deranged beast consumed by lust and power. And then I see her move a hand beneath her skirt as she plays with herself.

My dirty little bird.

She’s getting pleasure from this. Pleasure from being used like a filthy slut. My gaze oscillates between her beautiful face, flushed with pleasure and the raw desire in her eyes, and her hands beneath her skirt, lost in the ecstasy of her own touch.

It’s thrilling—seeing her like this, a willing participant in this sick game. I feel a surge of possessiveness, a seething anger toward those witnessing this intensely private moment. But then again, I don’t have a choice, do I?

Matias is grunting like a beast. “That’s it, goddess. Choke on my cock!” He’s slamming into Kali’s mouth as if it were her cunt like a feral animal. Blake appears to be left out, kneeling nearby, keeping her eyes off the scene before her. It’s clear Matias has a weakness for Kali.

Thiago, on the other hand, has Luna sitting on the hay as she sucks his dick. He’s giving her more control, perhaps even more than I’m giving Alice. But then, Alice doesn’t want control. She wants to be taken and used and fucked without mercy.

Right then, as Alice swallows around me, I catch a flicker of movement from the corner of my eye. Third wheel Blake, unable to look at the spectacle, is now being tugged by Matias. He’s done with Kali, leaving her gasping for breath, a broken doll discarded on the rough hay.

He’s all smiles, a smug satisfaction tugging at his lips as he maneuvers Blake, sinking into her throat.

The sick and twisted part of me enjoys this. Seeing these girls being used. And using my Alice at the same time. My cock swells. I grip her hair tighter, my groans echoing off the walls as I close my eyes and surrender to the overwhelming sensation of the debauchery of it all.

And yet, I know it’ll only get harder to keep the wolves at bay now. They’ll want to fuck all the girls, including Alice, and I can’t allow that. A plan needs to be put in place as fast as fucking possible.

I can feel my climax building, a tide rising and swelling until it crashes. With a final, desperate thrust, I spill my cum down Alice’s throat. “Swallow,” I growl, the command guttural and raw.

There’s a moment of surprise in her eyes, a flicker of hesitation, but it’s replaced quickly by a fierce, unwavering determination. Like the good girl she is, Alice swallows, taking every drop of me as her throat works around my pulsating length. “Good girl,” I breathe.

Her eyes flash as she starts to shake, but she uses her free hand to clamp it over her mouth, knowing that it would be questionable if she came from sucking me off against her will. And I watch, committing the image to memory. I lean down and breathe into her ear. “You were such a good girl for me, weren’t you? I can’t wait to get you the fuck out of here so we can do that every fucking day.”

She moans softly, but I swallow it with a kiss, tasting my own cum on her tongue.

The other two finally finish, pulling away from Luna and Blake with self-satisfied grins. The girls look up, their eyes shining with humiliation and despair.

Luna’s eyes are downcast, avoiding all contact, while Blake’s gaze is blank, detached from reality. Lips swollen, cheeks flushed with shame, their pretty faces are a stark reminder of the debased circus we’ve made of their lives.

Thiago turns to me. “How about their cunts now? Their mouths aren’t enough.”

Matias grins. “Yeah, let’s fuck them until they’re begging us for more like dirty little whores.”

“No,” I growl, glaring at them both. “That’s enough. I told you these girls must remain as pure as possible for their buyers. No one wants sloppy seconds.”

Matias and Thiago look irritated by that. “You’re a fucking killjoy.”

“Perhaps this is why we haven’t been getting top dollar for the girls recently because you aren’t going about their training right.” I set my hands on my hips. “I’m putting an end to that.”

Alice shoots me a look, something akin to gratitude in her eyes. Despite the darkness within me, I can’t help but be affected by it. I turn away, refusing to let the others see any hint of weakness.

“Come on, let’s leave the girls to rest,” I command, my voice steady.

Thiago and Matias file out of the room.

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