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“We’re going to keep that cage on you for just a little longer, baby boy. Don’t want you getting too excited while Daddy takes your ass for the very first time.”
A small voice in the back of his mind whispered that he shouldn’t be enjoying this. That the thought of Cordelia fucking him that way with her giant fake cock shouldn’t make him want to throw himself at their feet and beg to be used however they wished.
But that voice wasn’t his, he’d come to realize. It belonged to people who didn’t know what love actually was. People who used abuse and fear to exert control over their followers.
So he ignored the voice, and lost himself in his Daddy’s hungry, glittering gaze. “Yes, Ma’am.”
“God, you’re so sweet. I can’t wait to listen to you whimper and whine while we take both your virginities tonight. But first, I want you on your knees. You too, Ivy baby.”
She smiled as they both lowered themselves to their knees in front of her, and he knew he’d do anything, bear any pain, swallow any humiliation just for a chance to see that smile again.
“Mouths open, my loves. You’re going to worship Daddy’s cock before I fuck you.”
Without a second of hesitation, he let his lips part, opening for her, welcoming her in. And in that moment, it wasn’t a fake cock attached to her with straps and buckles. It was her cock, an extension of the woman he loved pushing past his lips, stretching his mouth wide as she gripped his hair and thrust forward.
“That’s my good, good boy,” she crooned. “I’m going to hurt you now, baby. I’m going to fuck your mouth and you’re going to choke on my cock like the good boy you are. Because you want to make Daddy happy, don’t you, baby?”
He couldn’t speak with his mouth full of her, so he nodded as best he could, even as fear ran its icy fingers up his spine. The thought of choking on her cock terrified him, but she was right. He would do it, because she wanted him to.
And that was all he needed.
“Breathe through your nose, sweet boy. This is going to be hard for you to take, but just remember that Daddy is so proud of you. Ready?”
Another small nod, and then her fingers were tightening in his hair, holding him in place as she thrust even deeper, the tip of her cock lodging in his throat. Choking him, as she’d promised, his muscles contracting around her as he gagged on the thick length. Drool slipped down his chin as he struggled to drag air in through his nose.
His lungs were burning from the lack of oxygen when she pulled out, letting him gasp for air as he stared up at her. Cupping his cheek in her hand, she ran her thumb through the saliva slipping down his chin. “What a beautiful mess you make, baby boy. You did such a good job for me. Now I want you to sit right there while Ivy has her turn. And when she’s finished, we’ll finally get to ruin you.”
Chapter 43
Cordelia
Nothing in all her time as a Domme had prepared her for the sight of her girl and her boy at her feet, worshipping her cock with their sweet mouths. It was the single most powerful, exhilarating experience of her entire life.
Shifting her attention to her babygirl, she threaded her fingers through Ivy’s long tresses. “My sweet, beautiful girl. Are you going to be good and take all of Daddy’s cock, baby?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Good girl. Open wide.”
Just like Jacob, Ivy didn’t hesitate even a second before letting her mouth fall open for her Daddy’s cock. And when Cordelia slid between her lips, she would swear she could feel her girl’s tongue tracing every inch, every vein as she slowly fucked her mouth.
“My pretty babygirl. You’re going to take all of me now, just like you promised. You know how.”
Looking down into those dark, trusting eyes, Cordelia’s heart swelled with love as she thrust forward, forcing her girl to choke and gag around her cock. She held there, fucking her throat with shallow little thrusts far longer than she had with Jacob because she knew Ivy could handle it. Eventually, he would learn how to take her for longer, but for now she was more than satisfied with how well both of her sweet little subbies had done.
When tears slipped down Ivy’s cheeks to mingle with the drool dripping from the corners of her mouth, Cordelia pulled back, letting her breathe. “You both did so well for me, my loves. Jacob, I want you up on the bed, lying on your right side.”
As he moved into position, Cordelia cupped her girl’s face, wiping away her tears. “The key to Jacob’s cage is in my pants’ pocket. You may retrieve it, but you may not open the cage until I say so. Understood?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Good girl. Go get the key.”
Trusting Ivy would do as she’d been told, Cordelia turned to the bed where Jacob was stretched out on his side, those pale eyes watching her every move.
Intoxicating. Both of them.
Keeping her eyes locked on his, she knelt on the bed, crawling up behind him as he silently watched her. “You’ve been such a good boy for me tonight, Jacob. I’m going to take your plug out now. It might hurt a bit at first, but I promise it will feel so much better in a bit.”
