Page 65 of Rough Love

First things first, I would literally turn onRaise Up by Petty Pablo,and spin my cock around like a helicopter…for hours.

Then, I would pee standing up, without holding it, just to really test my aim. There is absolutely no way that after years of practice, men still can’t hit the inside of the bowl. I’d have that shit down, day one.

After that, I’d likely spend an ungodly amount of time fucking things. My hand. The couch. A fleshlight. A pussy. An ass. Hell, I might even throw a few fruits in for variety. I hear banana peels work nicely.

All. The. Things.

At some point in my dicktivities, I think I’d like to hang a few things on it, test its shelf capabilities. And last but not least, I would send unsolicited dick pics, to men. More specifically, men who have sent me unsolicited dick pics over the years. God, I would sendsomany to Elliot. I’d even dress it up, give it a little sombrero or top hat. Make it a fancy peen. At least then they’d be enjoyable photos.

“What are you thinking about, Princess? We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.” Isaac’s soft question brings me back to the present, pulling me from my incredibly random, if not entertaining thoughts. I cringe.Definitely not telling them where my head just was.

Leaning back onto Eli’s chest, my hand slides down to stroke my strap-on, just to see how it feels.Hmm, it kind of is soothing. “I don’t know,” I murmur, shrugging.

Eli shoots a glare at my hand and bats it away from my fake peen. “If you want to stroke a cock so badly, there are two very hard ones here waiting for your attention.” He emphasizes the point by grinding said cock into my back. I stifle a moan, unsure how I’m even still horny at this point. Zac had edged me for what felt like hours, though I know it was likely less than twenty minutes, yet, I felt like I’d been dying.

“Princess, look at me,” Zac demands as he tilts my chin up. When I meet his eyes, he continues. “The world of BDSM and power exchange do not work unless all parties are 100% honest at all times. We have to trust that you will tell us if something is bothering you or pleasing you, just as you should trust that we will do the same. Safe, sane, and consensual, at all times. Do you understand?”

Smiling, I nod. I do understand that. I’ve thoroughly researched BDSM over the years. A lot of it was for my book series, but most of it was doneafterI’d hooked up with the guys. They were so in control and though there was a lot of degradation, they handled things in a way that kept me safe and happy the entire time.

Until they left.

Though, even that had nothing to do with the actual sexual experience. Their mistake was made after they had made sure to comfort and take care of me. Sighing, I try to put into words what’s making me uncomfortable about the idea of fucking Eli in the ass with the strap-on, especially since he’s never had anal sex before.

“I just want to make sure you really want this, Eli. It feels weird and unfair to fuck you as a form of punishment. I don’t like that.” I grimace, waiting for them to tell me I’m out of line or being ridiculous but neither of them says that, of course, because they are both wonderful men.

“Flower, trust me when I tell you that you taking my anal v-card is anything but a punishment. From the second I saw Zac walk out with that strap-on, my cock has been weeping for you.” Eli’s vehement statement settles most of my concerns but still….

“And by the way, Violet, fucking him in the ass isnotthe punishment,” Isaac adds, his tone hard and unrelenting. “His punishment is the fact that he will not be allowed to cum until he is told to. He’s been wearing a plug for me all day in preparation for this, even if he didn’t know at the time that’s what it was for. That in and of itself was a form of punishment. Eli and I both enjoy delayed gratification, but the fact that he’s going to have to control his orgasm and will suffer—” he shrugs, grinning widely.

“But why me?” I blurt and then quitter, “why not you, Zac? You guys should take this step together, right?”

The two men stare at each other for a moment, unspoken words passing between them before Zac looks at me and says softly, “As much as I love when you submit for us, Princess, I’d like you to get a little power back where we are concerned, and Eli is happy to hand you that.” My mouth gapes open as shock washes over me.

This is because they left me?

Eli rolls his eyes but chuckles as he squeezes my thighs. “He’s not wrong, baby. I want this, I promise. I’m not worried and you won’t hurt me. I’m so fucking turned on at just the idea. So much so, that I want Zac to record this so we can watch it later.”

My eyes widen as a wave of lust shoots straight to my already pulsating clit. “Home porn?” I gasp. Both men bust out laughing but don’t disagree.

“What do you think?” Eli murmurs as he begins to trail hot, open-mouthed kisses up my neck. Isaac leans in, capturing one of my nipples in his mouth, and bites down sending a spark of pain through my body. “Do you want to make a sexy little film to watch later?”

“You’ll never show anyone else?” I breathe as I direct Zac’s mouth to my other breast. Both men murmur a muffledjust Renzat the same time and even the sound of his name has me nearly cumming. Before I can even think any further on the subject, I moan “yes.”

Gently, I push them both away and get into position. I climb to the center of the bed and lean on my knees, strap on at the ready as I wait for Eli to make his choice. He doesn’t even pause, just scrambles onto his hands and knees, his puckered hole on display for me. Isaac had already removed the plug and worked Eli over with his fingers and lube, ensuring that he’d be ready for me while I’d figured out how to wear this contraption.

Leaning forward, I rub my hands up and down Eli’s spine the way they’d done with me that night as I relish the feel of his skin beneath my hands. Having him in this position does feel powerful and erotic. I enjoy submitting to them, Renz included. I like the way they degrade me and command my body as if it belongs to them.

But this? Having Eli willingly at my mercy? It’s a heady feeling.

Isaac tosses me a bottle of lube and a towel as he moves to kneel before Eli, his cock hard and bobbing already. The sight makes my mouth water and with great difficulty, I pull my gaze away and quickly coat the dildo as well as Eli’s ass in a generous amount of lube. Using the towel, I clean the sticky residue from my hands and slide them back up to grip his hips.

He shutters at the feeling and again, desire and power flow through my body. He wants this. He wants me and whatever I’m willing to give him. His cock is hard and leaking forme. Looking up, I lock eyes with Zac. No, forus.

ONLY GIRL IN THE WORLD-RIHANNA

“Are you ready for me,Pet?” I ask with a giggle. Isaac growls, not liking my use of his nickname for Eli, but I can’t help it. Shrugging I murmur, “Sorry, the dick-powers going to my head.” Both men chuckle but it cuts off abruptly as Eli leans forward and licks Isaac’s cock.

“Fuck me, Little Flower. Fuck me, hard.” At Eli’s command, I grip his hips and slowly begin to press forward, inch by tantalizing inch. The sight of him before me, ass in the air, on all fours was heady before, but now, it’s downright overwhelming.

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