Page 42 of Good Girl

“No!” I gasped, and I did not care. I was no longer nervous at being naked. There was no fear at being teased and touched by any of these men. I feltbeautiful. It was me who was making them feel good, me who was taking their time and attention. No one else. Justme,and that knowledge was giving me such a thrill.

“Do you think you deserve to come now, Charlotte?” he asked, still keeping a hold of my chin.

“No,” I gasped, unsure if that was the response he was looking for.

“Now, now,” Derek tutted. “Have you come yet?”

“No.”

“Have you obeyed my instructions?”

“I’ve t–tried to.”

“Have you pleased everyone?”

“Yes...”

“So do you deserve to come?” Derek’s dark eyes twinkled with amusement, and his smile warmed my heart. Still, I was unsure of the correct response.

“She deserves to,” came Matt’s voice. “She’s shown us how obedient she can be. Now it’s our turn.”

I licked over my lower lip, and Derek nodded and released me. I fell forward back onto my hands, and suddenly, I was being touchedeverywhere. Derek’s hands worked on removing the collar, Samuel was behind me easing the hook out of my ass and detaching the toy, and Matt moved to fondle my breasts.

“Charlotte,” Derek began. “Tell me your safe word once more.”

“Marionette,” I gasped.

“And if you can’t speak?”

“Fist with thumb and pinkie in the air.”

“That’s my girl.”

His words were so soft and affectionate that I barely registered anything else anyone said. Suddenly, I was being lifted from the ground and gently manhandled onto my back. Placed on the table, I scarcely had a moment to react before Matt was between my thighs and holding my legs apart with his strong arms.

“I’ve watched that hook pull at your ass all night,” he groaned. “Now, it’s mine.”

His well-lubed cock suddenly thrust into my ass, spearing me wide in one swift thrust. My lips parted, a soundless scream escaping me as I was filled in the one place I had never expected to be filled. With scarcely a second to register, Samuel climbed over the top of me and kissed my cheek as his thick cock slammed into my pussy. That finally drew a ragged cry from my throat, and Derek’s hand cupped my cheek. His upside-down face filled my vision.

“Good?” he asked.

I was stuffedfull, unable to breathe lest I feel someone’s cock buried too deep inside me. Matt’s hands clutched at my thighs, and Samuel’s hands balanced on the table next to my ribs. It was too much and not enough all at the same time, and no one moved a muscle. Each man waited for my approval to continue.

“S’good,” I gasped. “Please, I want—”

Words failed me as Samuel and Matt started to fuck me in earnest. There was no stopping them as they quickly fell into alternating paces, one thrusting into me as the other pulled back, and it was all it took for the hour-long build-up of my orgasm to reach its peak. I clenched all of my muscles tight, fighting the pleasure as Derek hadn’t given me permission, and both Samuel and Matt grunted in surprise.

“Derek!” I wailed, “can I... please, can—”

“Yes,” Derek purred in my ear.

I camehard, my vision whiting out from the force of the pleasure that exploded through me. Colors danced behind my eyelids, and my over-sensitive skin flared hot and bright. I was suspended in a bright white abyss, and every nerve inside me burned hot. The initial suspense wave passed, and I slumped down onto the table, moaning repeatedly as Samuel and Matt didn’t pause their thrusting even for a second.

Derek, not to be left out, coaxed my head gently off the edge of the table and placed his hand between the lip of wood and the back of my head to protect me.

“Open up, sweet thing,” Derek coaxed. I obeyed, relaxing my mouth as his cock slid home into my throat. He began to fuck my throat with as much vigor as Samuel and Matt fucked my other holes, and I was inheaven. Each stroke and plunge of their cocks carried me higher and higher, and each caress of fingers over my over-sensitive nipples and clit churned the embers of my orgasm into something hotter. Higher and higher I climbed as each man rapidly chased their own pleasure within my body.

And I wanted more. I never wanted this to end. To be this desired, to hear their desperate moans and needy grunts, to feel their hands constantly on me, unable to stop touching me. I was their treasure, and I fucking loved it.

---