Page 24 of Kinknapped

"Yay!" She kissed my cheek, holding her hand out for a phone.

He and I watched her type, Kumquat, before sending it to a number. It rang immediately, so she answered it on speakerphone. "If they beat you to learn our safe word, I'll kill them. If this is you, tell me everything!"

Vicki gave us an 'I told you so' look. "I'm fine. We came to an agreement the first day they took me, but don't tell anyone."

"Oh my god! They're keeping you by orgasm, aren't they?" the woman squealed. "They didn't need the rope after they learned what will make a woman stay put. But don't throw out the rope, V! Use it, love it, submit to it!"

Who the hell was this woman? Not that I minded because she encouraged Vicki to stay with us. Vicki covered her face after setting the phone on the table. "Luce," she groaned.

"Oh, please, like I don't know I'm on speaker," she tutted. "Hello, kidnappers! Or should I saykinknappers?"

"Hello," I replied, getting looks from the other two. After all the strange shit we'd been doing, this sat at the top.

"Luce, I need my things. You're the only one I can trust. Look, I know it's a hard ask, considering what you've been through."

I listened, cracking the eggs into the bacon grease for some fried eggs. My grandmother told me to never waste the grease because it flavored everything. We normally ate healthy, but we'd been working up an appetite lately.

"Honey, shut the hell up! I'm fairing fine! Well, besides being worried sick if you were taken by a serial killer," Luce paused. "Anyway, this has been a game changer for me, and we might need to schedule more abductions. I've gotten five numbers from the officers looking for you. This has proven more lucrative than attending a funeral!"

"Did they give you their cards if you heard from me?" Vicki asked.

"Look, any man knows if they give me their number, I'm going to test the waters. Sure, they slipped me their card, but it was what we shared before they used you as an excuse to give it to me."

The three of usstared at the phone, wondering who in the hell this person was that Vicki attached to. "So you're okay getting my things? I'm chafing, and my hair is in knots. I'll need my good bottle of conditioner."

"Oh honey, you just keep getting fucked seven ways to Sunday, and I'll handle the rest." Luce laughed at something. "I just realized you are getting fucked until Sunday. That's the day of the ransom! Okay, but I expect at least fifty orgasms for you by then. Keep count!"

"I already lost count," she groaned and leaned her head on the table. I set the food in the center, Talon taking his seat on the opposite side of her, and I sat across from Kage. "Look, they just made me food, and I'm starving. Just please bring my shit sooner rather than later."

"Who are these men? Fucking you and cooking for you? Girl, I need to get myself kinknapped!" She loved the new word she created, and I didn't hate it. "I'll text when I need the address. I'm about to meet two of those cops for our own rendezvous with some strawberries and cream. Love you, bye!"

A quiet minute filled the air before Vicki braved speaking. "So yeah, that's Luce."

Vicki had beenlying down since she'd been suffering, so I went to check on her. Talon left to do his other job, and Kage would be in the basement. She needed someone to hold her and check in, and I'd always been the one for that. I knocked, waiting for her to reply. It took her a minute before I heard her tell me to enter.

Her eyes were a little watery like she wanted to cry from the pain. Tucking my hands into my pockets, I felt a moment of shyness, but it didn't last long. We didn't know when Luce would show up, and I didn't want her in pain now. "I used to help an ex with her chafing. I'd share her with others and watch, so it often happened." I coughed, realizing I shouldn't be mentioning my ex when I wanted her right now. "I, uh, I learned some skills, so I wanted to offer my services to you."

My forwardness had her knowing exactly what I planned to do, but I could see her hesitation, even after my confession. "It's not pretty down there right now."

I went and sat on the edge of my bed that she occupied. She seemed to pick a bed by who stuck around, and I liked that too. She didn't have favorites. "Vicki, you're always perfect." I shrugged and turned my gaze to the closet. "Besides, I enjoy what I'm offering, if you remember the first day when I did it."

"You have a sloppy second kink, and a cuckold kink," she whispered, piecing together my dark secret. I did. I loved watching the other two destroy a woman's cunt before letting my dick feel how stretched she was in their release.

"I do." I nodded, worrying she might get freaked out by it. "Does that bother you?"

She shook her head with an easy smile. Tossing the blanket off her legs, she slid down to lie back, spreading eagle for me to see how rough they'd been with her down there. Her lips were angry, raw. My dick went from a semi to a full erection instantly. She watched me from her pillow, rubbing my hard on through my zipper sitting back to give her a better view of the bulge she created. That's when she took her fingers and spread her lower lips a little, letting me see all the cum she'd taken. Some seeped out, beckoning me to lick it up, and she saw how I licked my lips, salivating.

"Oh, Leopold. How you're looking at me right now is everything I crave." Her breath turned uneven, spinning the tips of her fingers where my mouth planned to be.

I dove in without warning, hooking my arms under her thighs. I couldn't take seeing how used she'd been for another second. God, she'd been stretched recently, and I could tell from the last time I played with her. My tongue began slow, lapping around her edges to relax her. Her current pain was the only thing holding me back to keep a steady pace.

I tasted her musk tangled in Talon's release, loving every lick. She kept making appreciative sounds, urging me to keep going as I slid my tongue inside fully. It swirled between her walls, gathering all the excess cum that would cause her pain later. I kept going, rubbing my jeans to give my dick some friction, feeling her begin to buck against my mouth like she wanted more from me. My head was spinning in lust, having mixed emotions with what to do, so I lifted my face to see her.

"Vicki," I heavily exhaled. "You can't do that or I'm going to want to fuck you."

"So fuck me." Her flirty expression ruined me.

"But you're hurt, sore. You need to rest."

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