I lift my head and see Zane sitting, facing us, with his legs spread, slowly jacking himself. His face is a mask of concentration, and his teeth are gritted. There is sweat beading his brow, and the head of his cock is purple.

“Thank Daddy Zane for giving you such a good show,” Lex orders.

I blink. “What?”

“Thank. Him. Say it nicely. Thank you, Daddy Zane.”

This is so ridiculous, but it is turning me on the same way everything else is about this insane night. “Thank you, Daddy Zane,” I gasp.

The green and gold of his eyes darken, and he pushes out bead after bead of pre-cum. He is silent as always, but he clearly likes watching me get fucked by the twins.

“We ought to buy a milking machine for these tits,” Saint says as he rolls his hips, making my toes curl with pleasure. He cups one of my breasts again and pinches my nipple. “I saw it once in a video.”

He punctuates his words by driving deeper inside me. Lex seems to take this as a command to move, because he slides outof my ass and then slams back in. I let out a yelp, but I’m bound between them and utterly at their mercy. I press my forehead to Saint’s shoulder, our skin damp with sweat. The twins hold me between them as they find their rhythm, awkward at first, but then working together like a well-oiled machine. I lose myself in the combination of pain and pleasure, caught between these two gorgeous, identical men, their cocks thrusting in and out of me. My pleasure builds, and I’m sure it won’t be long before I’m toppling over the edge.

“Would you like that? Huh, Vani?” Saint gasps. “To be our beautiful, perfect milkmaid?”

“Jesus fuck,” Lex groans and he pulses in me as he starts to come. “Merde.”

Did he just come without meaning to? Did I make him lose it? The thought of me like that?

He doesn’t stop fucking me immediately but keeps sliding in and out until he softens so much, he slips out.

Saint hasn’t finished, though, and he slams his hips up, his fingers digging into the side of my ass. My orgasm builds, and I do my best to fuck him back, despite being all tied up. I wish my hands were free so I could touch my clit. I desperately need stimulation there.

“Not yet,” Lex commands, and Saint immediately stops.

He utters a curse and pulls out of me. My pussy is bereft without his cock, and I cry out. I’d been so close.

Saint fists his cock, working himself, and his hot cum spurts all over my stomach.

I let out a groan and try to rub my clit against Saint, desperate to get off, but he slides out from under me, leaving me face down on the rug, my legs still bound and hands squashed beneath me.

I relax a little as I think at least that is over. Not that it wasn’t hot. I was starting to like it, but it scares me too. Letting themown every part of me. But then Lex’s fingers spread my ass a little and he kneels behind me. I feel him fucking staring. What is he doing?

“I love seeing you like this. My cum pouring out of your ass. Shall we add Zane’s to the mix, or are you ready to talk?”

I squeak because no fucking way is Zane going in my ass after Lex. No way. I’ll be in agony.

Zane signs something.

“Oh, really?” Lex laughs. “Zane wants to try something. He bought a present for you.”

I frown. What does he mean? A present? I doubt it’s anything nice. Zane stands and kicks off the rest of his clothes, until he is gloriously naked in front of me. I’m still on all fours because it’s not easy for me to move.

Zane walks to a satchel style bag in the corner of the room and takes something out of it. I stare in disbelief as I see the size of the toy. It’s bigger than him. No way. Absolutely no way in hell. I shake my head, and Saint takes a look at what Zane is holding.

He laughs darkly. “Oh, yeah. This, I want to see.”

Saint picks me up as if I’m light as a doll. He sits me back down on the rug, my legs still tied together in a bent position.

“What are you doing?” I ask.

“Watch and see.”

He makes quick work of re-tying my hands before fastening them, this time to the knots on my knees. I’m now sitting with my legs spread wide apart on the rug, and a wrist tied to a knot on the side of each bent knee.

I’m so very exposed like this, especially when Zane gestures at something in the corner, and Lex, grinning, goes and grabs some cushions, placing them on the floor. Together, they move me until I’m perched on the cushions, and they gently rest meback against the couch behind me. Now my pussy is raised and extremely on display.