Page 158 of Saints and Sinners

Looking down at her myself, her hands are gripping my thighs, “Hands behind your back, Kitty Cat. You know better,” I tell her and wait for her to obey my command before returning my attention to my friends, “The way the video made it look, Felicia and Kaden seem to have some kind of an alliance. I think Chris is just a plaything for Felicia.”

“The whore is probably fucking both...” Fynn cuts in.

“I'm not so sure about that,” I say, “Did you see Felicia's face drop when she saw it was Kaden and not Chris?”

“Do you think Kaden is holding something over Felicia's head, and that's why she wasn't happy to see him?” Jett questions as he adjusts himself.

I nod at him, and he pulls himself out of his confines as I pull Kitty Cat off my cock. I maneuver her over and make her take Jett's girth, and his hand replaces mine. She looks fucking perfect on her knees as she pleasures us, and my cock jerks when I watch my friend push all the way down her throat, choking her with it.

“I can't really say, but we can't rule it out,” I finally respond to Jett.

“Well, I vote that we grab the big fucker first. Chris isn't smart enough to be the leader in some evil plan. He's the brawn, if anything.” Fynn caresses Kitty Cat's cheek as she takes Jett, who is not as nice as I was. Unlike me, he's in control, making her take him how he wants. Fynn gives up the fight, “Fuck this waiting bullshit!”

Fynn lifts Kitty Cat to her feet while still attached to Jett's cock and yanks her bottoms down. Releasing his cock, he lines it up to her glistening pussy and pushes into her as he groans. He doesn't take it easy on her either, as he fucks into her hard and fast. She gags on Jett every time she's shoved into him by Fynn.

Being the asshole that I am, I pull my phone out and record it. I love showing Kitty Cat what it looks like when we use her before deleting it. Sometimes we end up fucking afterward because it's so hot.

“Don't go breaking her on me. I plan on having her to myself tonight,” I tell my two best friends.

They are having too much fun doing the Eiffel Tower with my Kitty Cat, but they both wink at me, “She will let you use her regardless,” Jett states, “She's a good slut like that.”

I'm harder than a rock watching my best friends fuck her right before my eyes. I'm not sure what's wrong with us, but we can't help the way we are. We love our girl and love that she loves what we do to her.

Yeah, I said love. There is no use in denying it, but I don't know if I can say it to her, not yet. Not until I know she won't leave us when college is over. I know we tell her we are keeping her, but I will never make anyone stay where they don't want to be. Well, at least not Kitty Cat, but that's where the whole love thing comes into play; I'll let her go because I love her.

“Oh, fuck yeah...take it, Lovely. Swallow it all down like a good girl,” Jett orders as he unloads down her throat, “Fuck, baby. I love your blowjobs.”

He pulls out of her mouth, and I'm right there to have her finish me off. Fynn is still pounding away as he also fingers her ass. Jett gives a helping hand as he spits down the crack of her ass, giving Fynn more lube.

Groaning as my cock sinks deep into her mouth once again, I revel in the feeling of her soft lips wrapped around me.

“Jesus, what the fuckdoes this guy eat?” I grunt as we try carrying Chris's limp body to the trunk of my car.

“I don't know, but all this muscle isn't helping,” Fynn growls, “We will have to make sure to use the chains. That way, he can't break free.”

Jett scoffs, “He may have the muscle, but he doesn't know how to use it except for in the game. I was able to take his ass in the bathroom at school. Yeah, it took a little bit, but I still beat the fucker's ass.”

“That's only because you have a mean right hook,” I chuckle.

Chris was a stumbling drunk when he came around the darkened corner to take a piss just outside of the Jock House. The party was going strong when we nabbed him once he was done draining his lizard. Knocking him out with my gun, we let him fall to the ground rather than trying to catch his big ass.

As we near the car, Kitty Cat pops the trunk, and we toss him inside. We have to situate his large frame into the fetal position just so he will fit because there is no way I want some maniac waking up while we are driving down the road. I won't take that chance with Kitty Cat in the car.

Instead of bringing him back to the Frat House like we have the others, we stop just to grab some supplies, then head out to the cabin at the lake. A room was built into it about a decade ago, a replica of the basement at the Frat House. I never asked why our fathers had it made, and quite frankly, I really don't want to know.

“Oh, wow!” Kitty Cat says as she spins around, taking in the room, “This room is...”

“Is not being used for that...” I wink at her.

She sticks her lip out and pouts, “That's too bad...such a waste.”

We set Chris down in the torture chair, and then I pull her into me, “I had something installed today that I think you are going to love, but you have to be patient.” I grab her ass and squeeze hard, “If you're a good girl, I'll take you down when we get back, and we can play.”

She's already panting like a bitch in heat, “Oakley...” She grips my shirt in her fists.

I smirk and lick my lips, “Such a fucking slut.” I crash my mouth against hers and kiss her so brutally that I leave a cut on her lip, “I'm going to make you beg for me to do bad things to you tonight, Kitty Cat, but for now, we have work to do.”

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