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“Yes, she needs to be fucked within an inch of her life,” I panted, clenching my thighs together.

“I think we will make you watch while we fuck each other,” Boogie said following us.

I groaned thinking that might be better.

“Except at the end of all that, we leave you wet and needy. Maybe we will let your crew find you tied up,” King taunted, slapping my ass.

I growled. “If you do that, I swear I will make you pay.”

“I’d like to see that, Little One,” Boogie said, leaning down to see my face. “You looked hot taking care of King.”

“I—”

King pulled me off his shoulder, setting me on my feet in front of him. Boogie walked behind me, close enough that I felt his chest. He pulled out his knife, cutting my shirt off before doing the same with my leggings, the cool air raising goosebumps along my skin.

Boogie kissed my shoulder through his mask before wrapping my arms against my body with a string of lights.

“The art of Shibari is something I think we need to experience and while this will keep you still, it’s not the same,” Boogie said. “But one day I’d like to suspend you and fuck you until you have no more orgasms to give us. Until then, this will do.”

He threaded the lights up and around my neck, he pulled it back and it jerked me back, the pressure of it was tight, but nothing too tight since the bulbs kept it from tightening too much.

“If it becomes too much, say Halloween and we will stop,” King said, touching my lips with his thumb. “Got it?”

“Yes,” I said, licking his thumb before taking it into my mouth and sucking on it.

Boogie stepped away from me and before I knew it, the lights around my body came on. They were red and since they were LED, they stayed cool.

“Come on, Doll, I think you need to sit on Santa’s lap,” King said, pulling me towards him.

Boogie sat in Santa’s chair with his shirt off, his pants opened, stroking his cock paying special attention to his piercing. A Santa hat rested on his head. The contrast from his tattoos and the décor around us was almost comical.

“On second thought, I think you need to watch for a moment,” King said, pushing me onto my knees.

Boogie and I watched each other until King crawled onto his lap, lowering his mask and they kissed. Goddamn, they were so hot together. I could only see King's back and Boogie's hands on his ass. They rocked into each other, groaning.

I whimpered, pulling against the lights, but if I pulled too hard the lights dug into my skin. The pain helped distract me from my need, only giving me a small reprieve.

“Fuck,” Boogie moaned, looking over King’s shoulder at me.

I squirmed. Boogie closed his eyes, moaning again. Those sounds were going to be the death of me.

“Fuck me, please,” I groaned, wanting to close my eyes, but desperate to watch everything.

King’s dark chuckle made me tremble. They continued a little longer and I was ready to snap.

“Let’s put you out of your misery.” King walked towards me, pulling me with the lights before lifting me and sitting me on Boogie's lap, my back to his front. King set my feet on either side of Boogie's hips, lifting me up and I sat down on his cock.

We moaned together. He had never been in my pussy before, and his piercing hit the perfect spot.

“Let’s see if you can take both of us in your pussy,” King said, getting on his knees.

He licked my clit as Boogie thrusted up into me. The pleasure was electric. Boogie fucked me with slow shallow thrusts, whispering filthy things to me as he did it. He kissed my shoulder and neck, while King licked and sucked me. I was so lost in the sensation, when he inserted a finger into my pussy, I welcomed the fullness.

He lapped at my pussy, looking up at me, inserting another finger. I moaned, my head falling back to Boogie's shoulder, rolling my hips, wanting more.

“More,” I whined, my hands clenching, needing to run my hands through his hair.

“Does it feel good, Little One?” Boogie growled. “Wait until he puts his cock in you right next to mine.”

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