Page 60 of Yours to Break

Before I was able to do anything—scramble away, jump up and run, punch him—his hand shot out, pinning me to the ground by the back of my neck with a steel grip.

“Oh, Ollie, Ollie, Ollie,” he purred, “I amsohappy with your choice.”

“P-p-ple-ase,” I choked out, body frozen with terror.

I heard Hayes’s voice from behind me. “It’s alright, little pup. We’re only going to remind you of our place as your Masters. After we’re done, we’ll bring you right home and take care of you.” I kicked my legs as I felt him sit on my thighs. I managed to poorly kick him in the back with my heel, but hissed in pain from my ankle injury. “Bad boy. I sat up this far toavoidyour injuries.”

“I-I’m s-sorry…”

“Tell us why you’re sorry, sweetheart,” Hayes coaxed, his hands massaging my ass.

I hiccuped. “For running away.”

“And?” Hudson asked.

“A-and what?”

“Say, ‘I’m sorry for hurting myself.’”

“I-I’m sorry… for hurting myself,” I cried, sniffling.

Hayes said, “Good boy, pet. Now promise that you won’t try something like this again, hm?”

“I promise I won’t try this again! Please. I promise I won’t.”

“Good. Now for your punishment,” Hayes stated, lifting my trembling hips up and roughly pulling my pants and underwear down. I yelped, squirming under them.

Hudson moaned lowly, “That’s it, squirm all you want.”

Wait. Was he…

Was he turned on by that?

“Hudson likes it when you resist a bit,” Hayes said, reading my thoughts. “I get it—makes it more satisfying when you submit. Personally, though, I love it when you’re my obedient good boy. My perfect little cockslut. That’s alright, we’ll get you back to that in no time, won’t we?” He pulled my cheeks apart, no doubt revealing my pucker. “God, Ollie. You have such a tight, tiny hole back here. Just a little rosebud. All ours.”

I felt a puff of hot air against my crease, my eyes rolling back as his tongue rolled over the rim of my hole. I groaned, biting my lip, feeling his mouth latch on and suck.

“Fuck. How does he taste?”

Hayes stopped for a second to answer, his words tickling the sensitive skin. “Delicious, as always.”

“H-Hayes,” I moaned, rocking back as he began eating my ass in earnest. Hudson’s hand lifted from my neck, instead grabbing my hair to pull my face off the ground.

Hudson’s pupils were blown as he said, “That’s not how you address him, is it?”

“Master. My Masters.” My front hole began to ache, throbbing with desire. A slow smile spread across Hudson’s face as he looked down at me.

“Good boy. Hayes, you should see his face. Drooling for it.”

“Am n-not,” I mumbled.

He huffed out a chuckle. “Sure, pet. Now open up those slutty lips so I can fuck that tight throat of yours.” He glared when my lips sealed shut. “Open up or I’m going to tattoo our names on you when we get back to the house.”

My mouth popped open. “Not if I tattoo mine on you guys first,” I spat.

Hudson laughed. “That’s not the threat you think it is, sweetheart.” He pushed his cock into my waiting mouth, hissing as my tongue licked around the leaking head. I glared at him, causing his lips to tilt up and his eyes to sparkle with fondness. “I’m serious. We’d gladly get your name inked. It’d show everyone that we’re yours. No complaints about that.”

“I want to have his nipples pierced,” Hayes chimed in. He replaced his tongue with a finger, slowly fucking it in and out of my ass. I whimpered around Hudson’s cock, which had started to roughly fuck my face.

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