Page 99 of Orion Ruined

I turn the paddle, then surprise her by dipping the handle between her legs. It’s slick with her arousal when I retrieve it. Now, how did I know that would happen?

“Hey, slut, I don’t remember saying you could enjoy this.” I smack her harder on the ass. “I didn’t, did I?” Another smack lands as she cries out, and I rain on her skin at least ten more strikes of the paddle, losing myself in the sweet, red welts that develop. Her arousal is glistening and leaking onto the bench. Her moans vibrate through her body.

I stop to take a breath as the music blares I want more! and realize I’m taken to a different dimension when I’m with her.

My whiskey needs topping up, and as I set the tumbler on the desk, the open drawer catches my attention. The glass butt plug is calling my name. I wasn’t going to use it, but fuck me, she needs it. I pick it up.

“Suck on this. All of it.” I push it into her mouth to warm it up and make it wet, and she obeys. “Mm-hmm, that’s enough.” I take it back and gently press it into her ass.

She tugs on her restraints, squirming, but when I start rimming her she gives me a small whimper.

“Yeah, I know you like it. Easy now, my little whore, easy. Just relax.” I push it in fully and she bucks and shoves until she adjusts to it. I imagine her losing her mind as every nerve in her body awakens.

“We gotta loosen up your ass, bear with me now.” I pull it out, then start edging it in again. “There, is that better? Good girl.” I slot the plug in and praise her some more. I’ll be fucking praising her forever if she keeps doing such a good job taking that butt plug. Her ass couldn’t be needier if it wanted to.

“Goood girl.” I pull it out again, and reinsert it.

I leave it there, turn to pour myself more whiskey, and as I pick the tumbler up, I see Logan and Kai have entered my bedroom and are watching me. I didn’t hear them over the music. I lower the volume slightly and smile, pointing my index finger at them.

“Fuck her, but do not touch her,” I say quietly, so Maisy won’t hear. “Use the harness. Don’t suck her clit, or rub it or do fucking anything else. If you can’t manage that, leave. I want her to understand her position. I want her to leave this room resurrected, and with a need that will never, ever be sated unless we say so.”

Kai’s already surveying my open drawer and has the flogger in hand. This is not his game but he’s always a willing participant and apprentice, for whatever his date wants.

Maisy still doesn’t know they’re here; her eyes are closed, and she’s facing the other way.

Kai runs the fringes of the flogger over her body and starts to flog her, although not hard enough for my liking.

She recognizes that it’s him immediately. “Kai…” she drawls, opening her eyes.

The love she has for him is so pure, but the frustration is clear: she wants to feel something, and in one step I’m there, smacking my paddle hard against her ass.

Her eyes roll backward and she moans, her whole body trembling and her ass perking up. Kai raises his eyebrows at me and I nod, leaving him to it. His powerful arm takes a mighty swing and he strikes the flogger against her back. She jolts on the bench and gasps, arching her back as much as the restraints allow.

But that’s it for Kai. Always the one thinking only with his junk. He unbuttons his jeans enough for his cock to spring out and suddenly he’s behind her already.

He strokes himself, preparing for the inevitable. “What’s this bite mark on your ass, baby girl? Did that hurt?”

“What can I say? I like to bite when I’m horny,” I chuckle.

“If you get past the canine, you’re hungry, not horny,” Kai retorts.

“Hungry for her. Yes.” I finish my third whiskey. With the song now on its fourth play, I sing along and pour myself another, offering one to Logan. He dismisses me with a shake of his head, standing with his feet slightly apart, arms crossed over his chest. He looks like he can’t decide if he’s mad or horny.

“Look at you, baby girl.” Kai looks captivated by her, watching the arousal dripping down her thighs. “I want to lick it off your legs, but I really shouldn’t ruin it.”

He slides his cock up and down her folds and she bucks backward, trying to move against her restraints. She’s forgotten about the heavy clamps; they start to swing and she’s there again, flying, trying to focus.

“Is this what you want? My cock inside you?” Kai’s gripping the back of her harness as he teases her but he clearly can’t do it any longer. He slides inside her and he’s a goner. “Ohh, yes… Yes! Did you miss me, baby girl?” He’s lost in her pussy, grunting as he thrusts into her. “Good girl, Maisy, that’s it, oh my God, how good your little pussy takes my big cock, how wet you get from me, yes! You’re a fucking–”

“Cum bucket,” I finish for him. I take a black felt pen and write the words across her ass. “She’s our whore, Kai. Our whore to do whatever we want with.”

Logan’s stroking himself already. “I can’t wait to fill this whore with my cum.”

I walk around the cross to stand in front of her and pinch her cheeks. “Open wide, cum whore!”

Maisy takes me in, sucking and humming as if her life depends on it while her body jerks upward like a rag doll in time with Kai’s thrusts.

Fuck, I better last longer than a minute. I tangle my fingers in her hair and push my cock to the back of her throat, holding there for a few moments while she gags. I stop her air flow and dig in deep, entering heaven for a moment, then release her. I could keep doing that for eternity, but I want eternity with her too. A few threads of saliva connect us as she takes a gulp of air.

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