“You’re so fucking wet,” Derek groaned beneath me, and the next press of his hot tongue to my panty-clad pussy was all it took to throw me over the edge.
I came with a squeal and shoved both my hands over my mouth to contain my moans. Derek’s hands gripped firmly on my thighs, and he held me as I trembled through my orgasm, riding out the hot sweeps of pleasure that made my knees weak and my heart race. He held me until I stopped gasping, and then the buzzing of the toy finally stopped.
Derek reappeared before me, and I licked my lips, panting heavily.
“I didn’t give you permission to come, did I?” he asked quietly.
A bolt of heat lanced down my spine, and I slowly shook my head. “No, but... but you set me up!”
“No.” Derek’s smile was easy. “You just need to learn better control.” He stroked his long fingers down one of my rosy cheeks and leaned in close.
“I’ll see you tonight, Charlotte. We’ll practiceexactlythat.”
19
CHARLOTTE
When Derek made a promise, hekeptit.
I was on my hands and knees in the middle of the lounge, and every part of my body wassingingwith sensation. A soft leather collar had been placed around my neck the moment I arrived, and a length of rope had been attached to it that trailed down my back and attached to an anal ball hook that Samuel had lubed up generously before it was inserted into my ass. Derek had used gel tape to attach some vibrating beads to my pussy, and if I tilted my hips forward, I could grind against the toy near my clit. It was a powerful vibration, a tantalizing one that would bring me to orgasm quickly if I focused on it, but that was the trick in Derek’s puzzle.
If I tilted my hips forward to chase the pleasure of an orgasm, my body would pull at the hook in my ass, and that in turn would pull at the rope, tightening the collar and cutting off my air supply. It was cleverly designed so that I was effectively in complete control, but the feather-light brush of the toy against my clit wastorturous. It taunted me, teasing me with what could be achieved if I just tilted my hips and pressed into the sensation, but was it worth the painful pull at my ass and losing air?
Could I achieve orgasm before I passed out?
It was a thought that had plagued me for the past hour I had been here with cocks down my throat, words of desire in my ears, and Derek’s flogger lighting up my ass and tits. The alluring light brush of the vibrator to my clit was driving meinsane.
I caved for just a few moments and tilted my hips forward against the toy. Immediately, my body pulled against the anal hook, forcing my hole open around the metal as the rope pulled tautly and the collar sealed around my throat. It cut off the delicious moan that rose in my throat as I was granted the sweet relief of firm, constant vibrations against my clit. If I could just hold out for a few long seconds, relief would bemine.
Pleasure coursed through my body, waves rolling from head to toe, and I rocked my hips forward as hard as I dared, chasing that pleasure toward an orgasm and digging my nails into the hardwood floor. I was close, so fucking close, and yet just as I was certain I would reach the cusp of my desire, the lack of air in my lungs blurred my vision and my arms wobbled. I relaxed instantly, losing the hard press of the toy and gasping in some much-needed air as Derek’s warm hands cupped my face and his smile swam into view.
“Oh, Charlotte. Chasing your own pleasure is not the way to go here.”
“Please,” I groaned hoarsely, panting. “I’m soclose.”
“I know, sweet thing, but good things come to those who wait.” Derek’s hands stroked through my hair, and he pressed a light kiss to my forehead. “Now get over there and suck Samuel’s cock before he wastes all that cum on himself. Then we’ll talk about your reward.”
Obediently, I crawled over to Samuel who greeted me with a smile. Matt and Derek had already warmed my belly with their cum under Samuel’s patient and watchful gaze. His hands sank into my hair, and his cock plunged into my throat before I could give him a smile back, and a calmness settled into my chest as Derek and Matt’s conversation washed over me.
“It was some sort of threat, I think,” said Derek. “Some stupid note to try and scare me.”
“Bet it was that asshole, Paul,” Matt replied. “Little cunt doesn’t know when he’s lost.”
“Maybe. I tossed it. Don’t need the faculty looking too closely at me again. Not when we have this...”
As Samuel plunged repeatedly into my throat, I lurched forward when a warm hand lightly grazed over my sweat-slicked back. It was difficult to focus on that sensation with Samuel’s cock barreling into my mouth, but I would know Derek’s touch anywhere. It was the most familiar to me, and I moaned as he gently kneaded at my shoulder muscles. His fingertips trailed alongside the rope, all the way down to the silver ball hook buried in my ass. He traced around the rim, then he slid two thick fingers through my slick, soaked pussy, and I moaned deeply.
“Fuck,” Samuel grunted. “The vibrations on my cock when she moans like that.” His grip tightened in my hair, and he began to thrust harder. I was adrift in the plunge of his length down my throat, Derek’s fingers against my pussy, and the teasing brush of that taunting toy.
Samuel came two thrusts later, and my mouth flooded with his cum. I swallowed him down quickly, pulse after pulse, until he pulled me off and I gasped wetly. A few droplets of cum escaped over my lower lip, and I gazed blearily up at Samuel, who leaned forward and licked up those droplets. Then he kissed me, feeding the cum back into my mouth, and I moaned softly.
“Not a drop wasted,” Samuel praised softly. “Good girl.”
“Nope,” Derek said before I could voice my displeasure. “She doesn’t like that. Call her an obedient pet instead. Shelovesthat.”
“What an obedient pet,” Samuel said, and suddenly, Derek thrust his two fingers deep inside my pussy. I arched backward with a cry and little thought, and Derek’s other hand looped under my chin and pulled me back further.
“Do you have any idea how stunningly filthy you look right now?” Derek purred down at me.