Page 39 of The Dom with the Kink Monsters

“Jeez. She’s really fucking tight.” Mack murmured.

She whimpered. That had been Mack’s finger?

“Even tighter here.” Ramsay’s finger brushed against her other hole and she squealed, then tried to slap his hand away. Several hands pinned her to Winter.

The touch retreated then gathered wetness close to Mack’s finger. For a moment she worried he was going to wedge a second finger into her pussy. Instead, he painted her bottom hole with her own lubrication and started to work his finger in slowly.

“No!” She moaned into Winter’s mouth. The tension built. Master found more wetness somewhere and withdrew a bit only to push further in.

Around her, they were all breathing heavily, stealing her oxygen. It was too much.Three people around her. Their hands were everywhere. The men’s fingers...

She tried to move but they held her still. Made her take all of the sensations at once. Winter rubbed harder at Saya’s clit and wrapped her other hand around her throat.

“Are you going to come for us, baby?” Mack whispered in her ear.

Fuck.

Saya’s body clamped down and she screamed into Winter’s mouth. Her body rippled and clenched, protesting the very invasion it reveled in. Her orgasm knotted, built, exploded. Two times. Three. She lost count. By the time it ended, she was begging for them to let her stop.

They were around her, holding her. Talking quietly. She felt like a whore, but her body wanted it all again. More. Preferably with more skin-to-skin contact. It wasn’t fair that she was the only one half-naked. Again.

“The way she’s built, DP is probably never going to happen.” Mack was incredulous. “How do you even manage on your own?”

DP? Nuh unh!

“No, DP isn’t going to happen with this one.” Master stroked her back. “Even now I have to be careful. The first time hurt me worse than her, I think.”

“You have a big cock.” Mack seemed to realize what he’d said the moment the words left his mouth.

Way to break the ice on that one, Mack.

An awkward silence ensued and Saya couldn’t stifle her laugh. “Just wait until he tries to make you deep throat. At least it’ll be more humanly possible for you. You’re bigger than I am.”

Both of the men got up, bodies tense, and busied themselves with washing their hands and tidying themselves to go back out.

Their half-hour break was almost done, and they hadn’t relaxed at all.

Winter held her tightly for a minute then kissed her and coaxed her up. The two of them worked on straightening Saya’s outfit and fixing her hair and makeup.

Master came back with her underwear. The thick bulge of cock was still evident in his jeans, but he didn’t demand service from her.

He helped steady her as she stepped into her panties slid them back up her legs.

As they walked back out to greet the crowd, she sighed, horny again. Was staying satisfied for ten minutes unreasonable? She eyed Master and wondered if she was strong enough to drag him back to the green room. What did a girl have to do to get some cock around here?

Chapter Nine

They’d kicked ass. Luther and Law had come to the green room at the end of the show and shaken their hands, and seemed stoked when they finally agreed to play in the big show the next night. The Kink Monsters were even better in front of an audience, they’d said. Tactfully, the guys made no mention of what they’d walked in on earlier in the evening.

The whole thing had been fucking amazing, but even so it was nice to be chilling out on the couch at home. Mack and Ramsay were having a couple of beers to celebrate, and were scheming about band stuff, but Winter’d pulled Saya down beside her when she’d sat down, and the girl had stayed. Now Saya was snuggled into the crook of her arm, the scent of the girl’s hair product and dried sweat mingling, which reminded Winter of messing around in the green room.

“I need a shower,” Saya murmured. “But I don’t want to get up.”

“Don’t get up. We can wallow in our own filth for now.” Winter wasn’t about to let her go.

“I think all of us need showers.” Ramsay scratched at his scalp, his normally perfect and smooth blond hair still tangled from their performance.

“I doubt we’d all fit.” Mack smirked and raised a brow at Winter. “You could always share with Saya though. I wouldn’t mind. I’ll be your shampoo caddy.”

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