Page 8 of Kinknapped

Ididn't see it coming. The way that man savagely ate my pussy had my thoughts spiraling. What else could he do after mastering that skill? I'd never been licked like that in my life! He made love to my clit with his fucking mouth and yet he treated my actual pussy like a side ho, and I loved it. Yeah, I couldn't say that out loud, especially right now as the brute carried me over his shoulder. I hung like a sack of potatoes.

"At least we know how to shut her up," my first captor grunted like it gave him peace. Thanks to this mask being over my head, I could only see their outlines, but I saw his body when he strode over to me at the bank. All his hard lines begged for me to run my fingers over them, but I had to stop that thought because he was a prick. A prick who had his friend finger lick me to get me to stop arguing.

Though, the ideas that formed weren't great ones. If I was going to be their hostage, maybe I could push their buttons enough to get more orgasms. Plus, if they kept wanting to have sex with me, they wouldn't kill me as fast. I'd never cum so hard in my life, and he growled when my thighs clenched around his head. Hell, he made me squirt, and I never had before! It felt wonderful. All of it. Yeah, I was messed up in the head to enjoy my attacker suffocating between my legs like he'd be okay dying that way, but I couldn't be the only one.

"Fuck you," I snarled at him when the brute handed me off to his team leader. When he slung my top half over his shoulder, my face lined up perfectly with his ass. It could see the roundness through the bag, so I did the only rational thing I could when he laughed at me. I bit it. I chomped my teeth around the bag and sank them into his ass. He yelped, but I wouldn't let go. Nope. Let's see him laugh about this mark!

Never in my life had I bitten this hard, but it was fun to bring him such excruciating pain. His friends worked hard and fast to rip me away, but my jaw locked into place, pushing his last nerve. Well, more like biting his last nerve. I even shook my head like a dog to make sure he never forgot I didn't like being laughed at. Each friend held a leg, literally pulling me away, but I kept my toothy hold as the man kept yipping in his suffering.

That's when the brute did something I hadn't been prepared for. He moved up my legs like a railing over a bridge before biting my clit in revenge. I hollered like I never had in my life, falling face first toward the ground without hands to catch me because they were still tied behind my back.

I closed my eyes to prepare for impact still whimpering from the pain radiating between my legs. The asshole held me around the waist, catching me before I could hit the ground. My eyes opened and noticed more light coming in the little holes my teeth had made through the thin fabric of the bag. Huh, I impressed myself.

"Take her inside and set her over the table. She's about to learn who's in charge." Ah, shit. He sounded madder than the Hatter.

This time, the man carried me like a bride, keeping me far from his ass cheek. At least I made them fear something about me. My eyes could see he had a light brown beard, but I only learnedhe had facial hair because I felt it adding to my pleasure earlier. The third man opened the door to the house, watching me carefully like I might hurt him. Though, I could make out his thick glasses through the cloth. It reminded me of my date from the coffee shop and made me miss the fact that he'd never talk to me again. He'd think I ghosted him.

My body was dropped against a cold table, and I knew my skirt had ridden up to sit above my ass for them to see because they left that hanging off the edge of the table to stand on the tips of my toes. A slickness coated my inner thighs. They could all see it, and they already knew I’d be wet after I orgasmed. My head turned to the side seeing the main dude strutting toward me. It was the same gaunt that drew me to him in the bank. He looked too powerful, making my thighs clench.

My eyes could see him entering what I could only guess was the dining room from being bent over the table, watching him undoing his belt. When he reached me, his hand held the globe of my cheek, shaking it to see it jiggle. "You made my ass hurt, Little Diva. I think it's only fair for me to give you the same punishment."

"W-what?" I tried to move, but the brute held me down. Without warning, I felt the sting when I heard the echoing crack. Now it was my turn to yip and howl, wriggling away to avoid another hit. The man just spanked me with a belt!

In a quick succession, he did it four more times, and I knew I'd be feeling this for days, screaming from the tingles. There had to be some welts because he didn't swing lightly. The pain settled into a stinging sensation that made me want to sit in a pile of snow to soothe it. I whimpered and cried, hating that I fucking liked it. He knew I would just like I knew he'd be hard right now if I backed my ass up against him, but he placed his hands on my thick cheeks, rubbing them with his calloused grip, keeping me from finding out.

It felt nice to have him do that to ease the sting, and I moaned. God, I hated myself more today than I had in my entire life. Why did I read romance books that made this seem okay? They abducted me, and I was letting them play with me. But... I'd never been so thoroughly played with. My captor pressed his jean-covered crotch against me finally for me to feel his length begging to be free.

"Did you learn your lesson?" he asked for me to submit. When I didn't answer, he pressed his hardness against my core, causing me to buck for more friction, but he moved it away the second I tried to work myself against him. "I just might reward you if you answer."

Would it be the worst thing in the world to say it? I had a feeling the reward might be another orgasm. "I learned my lesson."

He chuckled darkly. "Is that how bad you want my fat cock?"

I whimpered, hating him degrading me like this, secretly loving it too because I'd never experienced it before. Of course, it felt wrong, but it also felt so right.

"Say it, you little slut. Say you're a dirty little slut that wants my fat cock, and I'll give it to you."

"I'm a dirty little slut that wants your fat cock," I pleaded quietly, mumbling against the table.

"Scream it, Little Diva. Let the other two hear what a horny little bitch you are." He leaned over me, driving his crotch forward for me to feel what waited for me on the other side of his pants. "Yell it for the world to hear how bad you want me."

"I'm a dirty little slut that wants your fat cock!" I screamed with my cry this time, raising my head off the wood. I'd been teased for too long, and my core pulsed through her swollen lips to have our needs met.

"Okay, Little Diva, let's see if you can handle how hard I plan to fuck you." He undid his pants, springing free for his tip to smack against my ass. The hefty drop told me I wouldn't be disappointed by his size. "Oh, I should warn you that I won't be wearing a condom. If you want me to fuck you, you want me tobreedyou."

Holy hell, why was that so hot? Unlike the guy from a few days ago, he announced he wouldn't be wearing one. I could feel him waiting at my entrance for the okay.Was I okay with this?My mind felt too muddled to make sense of it, but I did know I wanted him to stretch me. I loved the feeling. That's why I kept myself tight by exercising my pussy.

I nodded my head, but he laughed. "Oh, Little Diva. You need to tell me exactly what you want." He dragged his tip up and down my crack, gathering my wetness.

"I want you to stuff me with your fat cock and breed me because I'm a dirty little slut! I need you to stretch me! Please!" Yeah, I got a little too into it.

He didn't need another word, making me submit to him. I let him win this round with my urgency to feel relief. His cock slid up from my clit and shoved right in. I was belly down, so my jiggling ass was up for him to view every aching thrust create a wave. He didn't ease into me or give me a moment to get used to him. No, he just drilled into me from behind.

I gasped for air, but my lungs couldn't fill as he slammed into me, holding my hips like handles. I'd never been railed so hard in my life. And of all people, it was my kidnapper. My mouth fell open, making all sorts of mewling sounds. It hurt but felt wonderful all at the same time. My pussy walls stretched to make room, pulling out with his cock for him to see.

"You weren't kidding when you said she was tight," he said to the others that I just remembered were watching. It made me feel a new sense of excitement. I always wanted to be an exhibitionist, but I didn't have the confidence Luce did.Oh god, my best friend would never believe this! If I survived, I'd need proof.

"Look at her pussy lips coming out of her because you're stretching her tiny hole," one groaned like he wanted to feel it.

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