Page 168 of Plaything

The final blow was the hardest. The belt swiftly added to the pulsing pain on my ass. The start of a scream spilled from my throat before I clamped my mouth shut, silently whimpering against my lips.

Aiden’s hand ran over my ass, barely soothing the burn. “I believe a thank you is in order, Doll.” He pulled my body up and sat me on the bed beside him. I winced as my ass touched the bed. “Isn’t it kind of us that you got five lashes instead of 23?” He manipulated, using his thumb to wipe away tears.

He had absolutely no sympathy for me. The glimmer in his eyes showed the contrary. He was happily amused by my pain. I didn’t have it in me to argue, nor did I want to.

Niko had removed his suit jacket, leaving him in his pants and a white button-up shirt with the sleeves rolled, showing his muscular forearms. Wyatt had done the same and was in the middle of unbuttoning the white shirt.

Dominic stood confidently with the belt still in hand. He was waiting for me to tell him I was grateful that he severely bruised my ass. “Thank you,” I managed to say without using my teeth. In my peripheral vision, I saw Wyatt send me a look. “Sir!” I blurted, my eyes widening.

Aiden chuckled as he stood up from the bed and began pulling his own jacket off.

“See?” Wyatt walked over and gripped my cheeks, squishing my lips into a pucker. “She’s learning,” he rasped before pressing his lips against mine.

Like he hit a kill switch in my brain, my body practically melted under him.

My weight was propped up by my straightened arms behind me. His tongue teased my lips before sliding past them. Moaning at the taste of him, I sucked his tongue gently. His tongue tangled and danced with mine, slowly churning my insides and scrambling my thoughts. I barely noticed his hand travel down my legs and remove my heels.

It wasn’t until I felt myself subconsciously spreading my legs for him that I realized how close his hand was to my pussy. He hummed in approval at my body’s reaction, taking my invitation greedily. Sliding my panties to the side, he slid a digit against my slit.

My hips arched up at the gentle touch, craving more. I’d been touch starved and neglected—my desperation was at an all-time high. I couldn’t control the moans or the way my body opened up to him. If I wasn’t functioning on a single brain cell, I probably would’ve felt embarrassed by how slutty I was being.

Wyatt chuckled as he pulled away from my lips. A breathy whine escaped as I watched him stand over me, his hand still toying with my pussy. “Don’t worry, Baby. We’re not done with your pretty little mouth yet,” he promised.

“You’ve made quite the mess on my hand, Little Girl.” He withdrew his hand from me, and I quietly pouted in the absence of his touch. His fingers glistened with my arousal as he held up his hand to my other professors. “Look how much our little slut enjoyed being spanked,” he teased, and I flushed.

“Are you surprised? We’ve turned her into a little nympho,” Niko bantered. With an unfamiliar object in hand, he approached me. “Isn’t that right, Cariño? Do you want us to fuck you? Tell us how badly you want us to use your little body,” he coaxed with taunting sympathetic eyes.

My cheeks were crimson, but I doubt they could see with the lighting. My lips parted, but my voice caught in my throat, not trusting myself to admit such sinful desires. I wanted them more than they could imagine. My body ached, craved, and required them like they were oxygen. My mind was worse. They were my every thought, consuming my head with dirty fantasies all day, every day.

At my lack of response, Niko grabbed me by the neck, squeezing it. My hands instinctively reached up and cupped his—not to remove it, it was more for comfort. The force didn’t hurt; I just couldn’t breathe. “Use your words, or you’ll get five more lashes to your ass,” he threatened.

My eyes glossed over as I quickly nodded. His threat sent a ripple of pain through my body, reminding me of how sore my ass already was against the bed. It was throbbing, and I was sure five more would make me bleed.

With a slight shove, he released my throat from his chokehold, and I drew in a gasp of air. For my own sake, I tried not to focus too much on the words as they left my lips. “I... I want you to use me. My hands, my pussy, my mouth... all of me is yours to play with,” I begged, my eyes lowering to the ground. My voice sounded so unfamiliar, so fragile, as I pleaded. You’d think I was on death row requesting my last meal.

“Good girl,” Aiden praised from where he leaned against the bedpost. “Now take your panties off and show us our pretty little toy,” he ordered.

I stood for a moment in front of Niko’s massive frame, sliding my panties down my legs until they dropped to the floor. Arousal was leaking out of me despite my nerves. I bit my lip as I sat on the edge of the bed again and slowly spread my legs. My legs were bent up on the bed, wanting to obey Aiden as best as I could.

They simultaneously groaned at the sight of me. Niko held the object out for a moment so I could inspect it. “Do you know what this is?” He asked.

It was shaped like a narrow U, one end no bigger than a finger and the other a bit thicker. “A sex toy, Professor?” I answered unconfidently. I’d never used one before, but what else would it be?

“Such a smart girl,” He hummed in approval as he nodded. “This is going to be our little helper tonight, Cariño,” he explained. He reached down, aligning the smaller end with my entrance, and I squirmed. He pushed it into me, where the larger end rested against my clit. “If you’re going to cum 18 times as a punishment, we’re going to overstimulate your clit while we take turns on your slutty cunt.”

Holding a small remote in his hand, he pressed a button. My eyes rounded as intense vibrations directly on my clit shook me to my core. I pushed my knees together and whimpered. It felt so good, giving me the stimulation I’d been craving for days.

Niko stepped forward, undoing his pants. “Ah, ah, ah, spread your fucking legs, piccola puta,” he scolded.

[Little whore.]

The Italian rolled off his tongue expertly, making my stomach clench.

Fighting against my urges, I opened my legs for him, watching as he pulled his dick free. My mouth watered at the sight of it—long, hard, and veiny with need. I moaned from the vibration teasing my clit. “I want it so bad,” I begged aloud, my patience wearing thin as they teased me. “Please, please put it inside me, Professor,” I practically panted.

My ass burned against the sheets as he harshly pulled my ass to the edge, making me lay on my back. “You’re so fucking sexy when you beg.” He aligned his dick against me and rammed into me without any warning.

I came instantly. A scream escaped my throat as my core squeezed around his length. Disregarding my orgasm, he chuckled before viciously fucking into me. Between his dick rubbing perfectly against my tight, deprived walls and the vibrator on my clit, I was squirming against him.

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