Page 75 of Corruption

Nadia’s legs tremble more around me. She’s about to come. I feel it. She—

I stop and let out a gasp, yank at my chain when I feel Alik’s cock pressing against my ass. Pressing against a hole neither he nor Nadia have breached yet.

“Don’t stop,” Nadia demands.

I continue my ministrations on her pussy with my tongue, but it’s hard to focus as Alik pushes his cock into my ass. Bottoms out. Pulls out, pushes it back in.

I thought things were intense before. But this… I wasn’t prepared for this. For the mechanical penis fucking me still. My seat vibrating against my cunt. Nadia riding my mouth. Alik fucking my ass.

This time when I go over the edge, I literally feel it. Like I’ve been pushed over a cliff, and instead of feeling light and warm and high, I feel cold. Dark. Like I’m plummeting down and down toward jagged rocks and there’s nothing I can do to stop it.

Except, there is. I can stop this. I can—

“Lip gloss,” I say into Nadia’s cunt. “Lip gloss,” I say again, and then over and over again just in case they can’t hear me.

But they do hear me, and suddenly everything stops. The vibrating. The fucking. Nadia backs away from me and Alik pulls his cock from my ass, and I slump in exhaustion, dangling from my chain.

“You okay, Pretty Girl?” Nadia asks.

I can’t bring myself to say anything except, “Lip gloss.”

“Okay,” Nadia says soothingly. “Let’s get you down from here.”

Nadia and Alik undo my bounds. I wince when they undo the clamps. Then one of them picks me up off the seat and lifts me into their arms, cradling me like a helpless baby. It’s Nadia, I eventually realize. Based on the feeling of her soft breasts against me and her general softness and curves as compared to Alik’s hardness and angles, even though his body feels nice in its own way too.

“How about a bath, Pretty Girl?”

“Sounds nice,” I say, suddenly feeling very far away.

29

Kiya

The next thing I’m aware of is sitting in a hot tub filled with bubbles and smelling of coconut and vanilla, the heat easing the soreness in my body, though the soreness that remains isn’t unpleasant.

“There you are. You were out of it for a minute,” Nadia says from where she’s settled in the tub with me, carefully washing my body in gentle circular motions with a loofah. “You okay? Was it too much? Should we have stopped before you had to say your safe word? You know, you could have at any time, Pretty Girl. You wouldn’t have disappointed us or made us angry if you had.”

“She’s a stubborn little thing, Nadezhda,” Alik says, coming into the bathroom with a tray similar to the one he brought to Nadia the first night I was here. The only difference this time is that rather than wearing a robe, he’s still naked. “She was fine. She just wanted to prove she could take it. That she’s not easily broken.”

“Don’t put words in her mouth to make yourself feel better,” Nadia chides.

“I don’t feel bad. She knew what she was getting into. She said her safe word when she wanted to stop.”

Nadia opens her mouth to argue, but I cut in. “No. He’s right. I did want to prove I could take it and that I wasn’t easily broken.”

Nadia sighs and places a kiss on the side of my head. “You don’t have to prove that to us. That’s not what all this is about.”

“Not to you. To myself,” I admit. Then hesitate, “To my mother.”

Nadia seems surprised, but Alik simply continues making our tea like this isn’t news to him. When I meet his eyes, my guess is confirmed.

Nadia looks between us, and then something seems to dawn on her.

She smiles and says, “Oh. So both your stubbornness stems from the same place. Of proving you’re both more than your parents said you could or were supposed to be, huh? No wonder you manage to irritate my love so much, Pretty Girl. Careful with that.”

“But his reaction is so fun,” I tease.

Alik gives both me and Nadia unimpressed looks while handing me a mug.

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