Page 14 of Bound By Mistake
That’s something to dwell on another day, though. Right now, there’s nothing I want more than to immerse myself in the erotic potency of this moment.
Behind me, I hear the rustle of clothing and murmured voices, as Cain and Erik get naked, while our little plaything looks completely zoned out.
The mattress dips, and she almost topples as Erik lays down and strokes his cock, already hard for round two. I’m not surprised; the electrifying atmosphere has me almost ready to go again as well.
Cain’s large hands grip the girl’s hips, trying to maneuver her, but our little plaything has become so uncoordinated she’s like a rag doll, so I help him turn her so her cunt is level with Erik’s junk, and he can line up the blunt head of his cock against her soaked entrance.
He doesn't hesitate, slamming into her with a bruising force. She cries out as he sets a punishing pace, each thrust driving her forward, until Cain grabs her hair and forces her mouth onto his cock.
The visual is all I need to get rock hard again, even though I’ve only just come.
I watch, mesmerized, as Erik pounds into her relentlessly from below while Cain finally fucks her spider gagged mouth. Her muffled cries and whimpers only serve to heighten my arousal. The sight of her petite body being so roughly used by these two muscular men is intoxicating.
Unable to resist any longer, I move closer, running my hands over the raised, pink welts covering her sweat-slicked skin. She shivers at my touch, her body trembling as Cain and Erik lay waste to her. I lean in and whisper in her ear, my voice huskywith desire. "You're doing so well, sweetheart. Taking us like the good little slut you are."
Briefly, her eyes flutter open, unfocused and glazed with pleasure while the wet sounds of flesh slapping against flesh fill the room, punctuated by grunts and groans.
Cain’s given her a little more freedom, allowing her to set the pace, though Erik’s harsh thrusts pushing her onto Cain’s cock mean she doesn’t have complete autonomy. She can breathe a little easier this time though, even if she doesn’t have the use of her bound arms.
Cain suddenly tenses, his fingers tightening in her hair as he comes down her throat. She gags slightly but takes it all, and I can see her throat working to swallow.
Seconds later, Erik lets out a guttural bellow, ploughing into her so hard as he comes that she loses her balance and sprawls across his chest.
Checking the time, I decide her tits have been bound long enough. Grabbing her by the hair to pull her upright, I see they’re a glorious dark purple and I can’t help but snap a quick photo with my phone. The flash brings her out of her daze, and she garbles something that may or may not have been a token objection, but I know her hard limits in our contract don’t preclude pictures, even though ours do.
As I fetch the shears to cut through the ropes, Cain sits up and follows my lead removing the spider gag, and the rope from around her wrists.
Erik simply watches from where he’s collapsed on the massive bed, still impaling her, a satisfied smile on his face.
She starts to argue again as soon as her mouth is free, and I’ve got to give it to her, she’s freaking amazing at staying in character. I’d expected her to have given it up by now.
I pass the shears to Erik so he can cut the last binding on her tits the second I’m ready, and grab the lube, adding a generousdollop to my cock. I don’t want to injure her after all. Not when we still have so much more time to enjoy her.
Then I swiftly withdraw the butt plug and line my cock up with her gaping ring. She lets out a surprised squawk as she realizes my intention and huffs out what she may have meant to be a shout but comes out as a strangled croak. “No! Please no, I…”
Her objection is short lived, as I give Erik the nod and he cuts the final chord at the exact same time as I surge into her nicely prepped ass.
As the blood pumps back into her abused breasts, causing her to scream and clench, I press in further, feeling like she’s strangling my dick.
“Jesus fuck,” I grit out, pulling back a little just so I can feel the delicious friction of her tight little rose bud. Her bio says she’s experienced at anal, but damn if it doesn’t feel like this is the first time, she’s so damn snug.
Thank fuck I’ve not long come, or I’d be embarrassing myself and going off like a teenager getting his cherry popped.
I roughly massage her breasts, encouraging blood flow back into the tender flesh. She hisses in pain, her body trembling beneath my touch, which only makes me harder.
From his position on the bed, Cain watches us, his eyes dark with renewed hunger.
"I think it's time we show her how good we can make her feel," he growls, sitting up and reaching for her. “I think she’s earned a treat.”
I nod in agreement, my hands still working over her sensitive breasts. "What do you say, sweetheart? Ready for more?"
She opens her mouth, likely to protest again, but Erik captures her lips in a searing kiss before she can speak, invading her mouth.
Cain scoots up beside her, his large hands roaming over her body. He finds her clit and begins to rub slow circles, eliciting a muffled moan from her. Erik joins in, latching onto one of her newly freed breasts and sucking hard on the sensitive nipple.
The sensations overwhelm her, and I feel her body begin to surrender. Her hips start to move, pushing back against my thrusts as she chases her pleasure, her gasps and whimpers filling the room.
"That's it, baby," I growl in her ear. "Let yourself feel good. We're going to make you come so hard you forget your own name."
