Page 23 of Deviant Secrets

My moans filled the room, and my body tensed against the desk. Every strike pushed me further to the edge, and I didn’t know how much more I could take.

The edge of the desk threatened to crack against my hands, which were currently gripping it tight from all the sensations. Down it came, another wicked strike against my bruised ass.

“Peaches!”

Immediately, the room fell silent, and the cane dropped to the floor. Hands flew to different parts of my body, rubbing gently and whispering words of encouragement. It took a few moments of patience and kind words, but my heartbeat slowed back to normal pace and the adrenaline wore off.

The tears subsided despite the lingering pain, but it felt…good. The blindfold lifted, and I squinted against the light.

“Was I a good girl?” I whispered.

“You were fucking amazing. You took that like a champion.” His hand rested on my cheek and I nuzzled into it. Just wanting to feel appreciated at this moment, and they made me feel nothing but.

A rough hand rested on my backside, kneading the feeling back into it and asked, “The most important question is can you keep going? This experience is for you. It wouldn’t be much fun for us if you weren’t listening to your body and forcing yourself to continue,” King reassured with uncharacteristically kind eyes.

The kindness from these men made my heart swell, knowing they wouldn’t push me, despite the intensity of the night and scene before us. That’s what spurred me to continue. I knew and trusted they would stop.

“I want to keep going please.” My whole body erupted in light nerves. Or maybe it wasn’t. Now it burned in want and need.

“Is there anything you need before we continue?” King asked.

Yes.“Please stop calling me Little Fox. Please use my name. Moan it out.”

They both laughed, creating a playful aura through the room. Vastly different from the intensity that crippled it moments ago.

Nodding, Lux left my side and headed for the far corner before disappearing behind me to grab what looked like a wand-like vibrator.

A few moments later, the room came to life with a familiar buzzing as he knelt down and took his place behind me.

He spread my pussy open wide, and I moaned, feeling an intense pleasure over my clit. He rocked it back and forth, and I could feel myself pulse around an empty space as my body prepared for an orgasm.

“Do you want to come?” Lux whispered. “I think you deserve it.”

I couldn’t concentrate on his words as my whole body buzzed with pleasure from the vibrator he rubbed against me. My pussy was dripping wet and begging to be filled. Tears flowed freely from my eyes, landing on the desk in droplets, and the heat between my legs spread like wildfire. I was close.

My body shook, and I fought against the restraints. I’m not sure who, but a thick finger entered me, fucking into me, then another.

“Just focus and concentrate on the feeling and not the rush of getting there.” King said.

Four fingers deep now and moan after moan stuck in my throat. I released a breath, feeling my pussy stretch as he eased his thumb inside and moved his fist inside my body. Stretching me to the limit.

“My whole fucking fist is inside your greedy cunt. Tell me how good it feels.”

“So fucking good,” I moaned. The sensation created a tickling feeling deep inside my core.

The pressure building inside me allowed the tension to ease with every breath I took until I found myself fucking against his hand. Feeling as greedy as they told me I was being. “Please let me come.”

“Who makes you feel like this?” He groaned.

His fingers touched every place it could, twisting and curling before dragging it out and aiming a punch toward my cervix, and I loved every minute of it.

“You two…I’m coming!”

My legs shook as my orgasm ricocheted through me in waves. They both let me ride it out, Lux keeping the vibrator steady while King’s fist pounded me.

My heart raced, and I screamed out my pleasure, satisfied with my reward. I’d been a good girl for them, and good girls get the pleasure they deserve. Sinking further against the desk, I felt my wetness drip down my legs as King pulled his hand from my body, but it quickly replaced by a mouth.

“Ah…wait…stop.” I begged.

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