Page 79 of The Secret Club
I have never been so turned on for eight men to have me. I have never wanted whatever David instructs the men to do tome more in my life. I have no doubt Dr Jack will have no problem pushing anything into any hole because I am a willing and ready recipient. I relax my muscles and feel the plug press in, I breathe deeply and focus on that one spot as it burns, then feel the pressure of the large butt plug enter inside of me before my tight muscle suctions it in and seals it in below the base. “Now there’s a good girl taking her butt plug so well and easily,” says Dr Jack before taking a nip of my arse cheek before standing.
All four men have finished their jobs and step back.
“Carl, why don’t you come over here and kiss Miss Roxy, get her all warmed up,” instructs David.
Without saying a word, Carl walks over from the drinks trolley, and stands in front of me. We’re eye to eye. He doesn’t look down at my body, he just steps into me, placing his hands gently around my neck and his lips on mine. His own flavour hits my taste buds as his tongue tentatively begins to massage mine. I relax my arm muscles and melt into him, my trussed-up breasts rubbing against his naked chest. I ignore that niggle of pain as I enjoy this intimate moment with the man who takes such good care of me every morning.
When Carl stops to catch his breath, I know our time is up as David says, “Thank you Carl, you can sit on the bed now.” Carl nods his head at the instruction but places one last lingering kiss on my lips before he does.
“Tom, please can you pick up a flogger of your choosing.”
Tom nods, rises from the chair and walks over to the table. He selects a brown leather handled flogger with long leather tassels. He looks up at me, face a mask hiding whatever might be going around in his mind. Out of everyone in this room to flog me—he is either the very worst choice or the best. He seems the angriest but has proven he can be so gentle.
“Tom,” David addresses him when he’s standing behind me. “I know you had a few reservations about sharing Roxy, I thinkthis might help you to get those reservations off your chest and punish her and her whoring ways.”
I gasp in surprise. I blink around the room and see surprise on Jake and Cook’s face also. Surely, he’s the worst person to be handed any torture equipment for those reasons. My legs begin to quiver as I take in shaky breaths. “When you are ready Tom.”
I stare unblinking at Dr Jack, pleading with him to save me. David has got this wrong, Tom is going to hurt me and there is nothing I can do about it. Or there is one thing. My safe word. But I don’t want to ruin what they all have planned for me tonight. I can’t do that to them, I can’t do it to me. I want this. I need to handle whatever Tom is about to dish out and hang on. The men won’t let him hurt me badly, I just have to trust in them and believe Tom won’t tear me to shreds.
Blocking out the fear, I begin to relax my arm muscles and try to stand a little straighter.
I can feel the air move behind me, I look to the mirrors and can see Tom raise his hand and whoosh, blazing hot pain fires through my skin as the first lash of the flogger makes contact with my upper back. Tom is not holding back. I don’t think I’m bleeding, maybe it’s the shock of the first hit. I raise my eyes back to the mirror and see him raise his arm again and another blaze of pain rips through my back. My legs begin to shake violently but despite the pain, I’m able to still hold it together. Before I look back up at the mirror to see when the next lashing hits, I look at the men sitting or standing by the bed in front of me, rapt to attention, nearly all except Carl are stroking themselves. Dr Jack has lost his boxers at some point. They are all enjoying the view of me getting flogged so wickedly. There is something about that which makes heat coil in my core. They are getting off on this torture.
“Tell Roxy what you think of her every time you flog her Tom,” requests David
“You’re a whore who sells her pussy to the highest bidder.” Swoosh.
“You love to be shared and used by people you don’t know.” Swoosh.
“You enjoy being fucked by countless people, especially more than one at a time.” Swoosh.
“You get off on everyone else’s kinks, you have more kinks than any of us.” Swoosh.
“You are begging to be taught a lesson and even this you are enjoying.” Swoosh.
The pain plateaus into a heated numbness. I feel dazed as I listen to Tom’s reasoning for being angry with me, all of which are true statements about me. I can’t disagree with any of them, but I also can’t find it in myself to agree with his anger. He is here too; he is buying my body also.
“Thank you, Tom, hold back for one minute would you please,” commands David. “Darcy, would you get on your knees and lick Roxy’s pussy between flogs.
“Certainly,” Darcy practically pounces off the bed and is kneeling before me in the blink of an eye. My pussy is stretched wide open vulgarly. I am open but not ready for his hot mouth to place over my entrance. I am in a heady headspace and his mouth is conjuring all kinds of sparks up to my clit. Darcy pulls off just before another swoosh and I sag forwards. Darcy, laps straight to my clit and I cry out from the sensitivity and pleasure. I hadn’t realised how much I ached for a release, focusing so much on the pain of my back.
Darcy’s licks stop and another swoosh hits my back and I sag again against the pain. This time Darcy laps longer at my sensitive bud, I am so very close right now. I’m teetering on the edge before he’s gone, and another stinging flog hits my back. Darcy’s clever tongue laps with more pressure this time and it’s all I need to tip over the edge into oblivion. I whimper out myclimax as it shudders through me, and I hang from the cuffs holding my body up.
“Thank you Tom. Do you feel better now?”
I move my head to see him walk in front of my hanging body, fire blazing in his eyes. Darcy is still between my legs licking up my release but Tom pays him no mind, standing to the side of him, he reaches for my neck and brings his mouth to mine, crushing his lips on mine. He opens his mouth to make the kiss deeper and hungrier as he devours my mouth with everything he has. Our teeth clash as he kisses me feverishly. When he pulls away there is pain and passion behind his eyes as he says to me, “I didn’t mean to hurt you Roxy.”
Something in my heart ruptures. “You didn’t hurt me Tom, you said it yourself—I enjoyed my punishment,” I say in a croaky voice hoping I convey to him that I am ok. “Are you ok?”
He nods and that’s all the reply I receive before I hear David’s voice from behind me.
“Dr Jack, would you come over here and fix up Roxy’s back. Cook, suck Roxy’s nipples—see if you can make them stand to attention despite them being so engorged.”
Both men hop into action, Dr Jack walks over to the table and picks up a jar of lotion and moves behind me. Cook walks over to me, his eyes glistening with mischief. “I have wanted to touch these breasts since Blake strung them up. Look at them so thick and hard. Just like my cock right now.”
I look down and he isn’t wrong. He’s rock hard and his head is red and angry, weeping at the tip with precum. He leans in to kiss me on the mouth before trailing kisses down my neck, down my chest before lowering his hot mouth to my nipple. He sucks in hard and I moan, liquid pleasure pooling at my core.
From behind me Dr Jack rubs lotion into his hands and places them palm down onto my skin. I jerk at the coolness, but Dr Jack is shushing me. “Shhhh, sweet girl, this is going to take the stingstraight out of your heated skin. Let me make it feel good for you. There we go,” he coos as he gently slides his hands in circle motions from my shoulders down to my buttocks. I breathe a sigh at the relief the cream and his hands are giving to my heated skin.
