Page 171 of Plaything

“Okay.” I turned back to Aiden, where his dick was still waiting for me. I took him into my mouth again, bobbing my head up and down. If he didn’t want me to worry, I wouldn’t.

Aiden was clearly taken by surprise, gently jerking towards me as I sucked him off, my head feeling lighter by the second. “Holy shit, just like that, Doll,” he moaned.

All my holes were filled and being used. My ass felt... stretched, but it wasn’t painful, just new. Compared to my pussy and my clit, I was barely paying attention to whatever Daddy decided to do with his hands. He was clearly enjoying himself as he began fucking me faster.

I had to pull away from Aiden again as I screamed, an orgasm crashing onto my every nerve. It felt so good, almost as much as it hurt. Tears were streaming down my cheeks in a never-ending cascade.

“Ah, ah, bring those fucking lips back,” Aiden gripped my hair, fucking my throat. “I’m so close; you’re making me feel so good, did you know that? Yeah? You want my cum so badly, don’t you? You’ve been working so hard for it,” he said through his teeth as he thrust himself down my throat.

His words had me on edge again already. Daddy wasn’t helping, stirring my insides and playing with my ass... it made me feel like such a dirty slut. I’d like to lie for my own humility, but I actually liked it. After the initial uncertainty, his finger pumping into my ass along with his dick felt amazing.

“I can’t wait to stretch and fuck this tight little ass,” Daddy groaned as his dick twitched inside me. I clenched around him, whimpering around Aiden at the pain my core felt from the flex. “It feels like I’m not the only one who’s eager,” he gave my ass a small slap with his free hand. Ouch! “Such a naughty girl,” he practically growled, his thrusts becoming more rigid.

I can’t... It was painful to cum now. I wanted them to finish, but I couldn’t take another orgasm.

Black spots began clouding my vision as I felt my mind begin to slip away again.

Against what was best for me, all three of us came.

Aiden’s cum coated my tongue, tasting like a salty reward. His moans sounded muffled, but nonetheless, it was praise for my throat, tongue, and jaws’ hard work.

Dominic’s orgasm shot into me as I squirmed under him, unable to lift my limbs. Wet sounds faintly reached my ears as he fucked his cum in and out of me, spilling down to my tummy.

My orgasm... it was the one that ruined me. I don’t remember exactly what happened. All I remember was a feeling of intense pleasure, then pain, then the need to sleep for at least three years straight. Then... nothing.

“Baby,” Wyatt’s soft voice echoed. I felt a hand on my arm, gently stroking it. “We’re done, Baby. You did so well. Can you open your eyes for us?”

...No.

My body felt like it was floating. I knew that was impossible, but I didn’t feel the pressure or weight of my body against a mattress. Although my body was shaking, my legs were especially weak, and I feared that I wouldn’t be able to walk—nor did I want to. This floating sensation was euphoric. I knew I should have at least tried to open my eyes, but I wanted to stay here in this space.

It was like having a lucid dream. I knew I was in some kind of asleep state. I was aware of my four professors near me, touching my body in comforting, non-sexual ways. I wanted to stay right here, where it was safe, and I didn’t have to think, talk, or move.

“Let’s let her sleep. She’ll come to on the way home,” Niko decided before the bed shifted.

“Here, put my coat around her,” Daddy said, sounding less stressed than he had in days. “I don’t want anyone to see her like this,” he added.

Like this. He sounded so possessive, so protective. Earlier, he threatened to fuck me in front of everyone to give them a show, but now, his whole demeanor changed. I really wish my brain would begin to function again; that way, I could understand...

I guess, in a way, I did feel vulnerable after that. Even mostly asleep, this felt intimate. Hearing their voices, gentle caresses, and the warm cloth that traced down my thighs, back, and ass as they undoubtedly wiped away any cum, the trace of their fingertips against my legs as they put my panties back on, it all almost felt tear-jerking. Almost.

My limp body was lifted, and I let out a moan, finally feeling the weight of myself in one of their arms. Fabric touched my body as Daddy’s jacket draped over my nearly naked body.

Willing my eyes to open, I slowly blinked up at Wyatt as he carried me bridal style. My legs loosely draped over his arm, and my head nestled into his inner elbow.

“Hi, Beautiful Girl,” Wyatt greeted, his loving eyes wondering my face. “You passed out for a few minutes. We’re going home; you can go back to sleep; we’ll take care of you,” he promised.

Of course, they would. That was what they did. They were always taking care of me. My arm felt like a million pounds as I wrapped it around his neck, pulling my body up (with his help once he realized what I was doing) to nestle my face into his neck.

His arms were secure around me and the jacket, my face hidden between my arm and his neck. I heard my other professors walk before Wyatt began moving, too.

It was still difficult to think, but something was different when the door opened. The music still played, but the voices and chatting had lessened by a tremendous amount. I knew there were dozens of people everywhere in here, but I didn’t feel a single set of eyes on me... nor did I hear chatter.

I didn’t dare look up, I didn’t want to. I felt like people were staring at us, but still, I didn’t have the sensation of anyone watching like they were earlier. Maybe my brain was too fuzzy.

We walked by an all-too-familiar perfume—Reesia. I knew it was her signature scent; she always wore it, and she always smelt amazing. I mentally tried to prepare myself for her loud voice, but it never came. She didn’t even say anything to my professors. Neither did Collin, and I knew he was stuck to her like glue.

Not even a ‘hi’ from their friends. The building was so quiet compared to earlier. Just the rock music and a few stray voices.

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