Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 32507 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 163(@200wpm)___ 130(@250wpm)___ 108(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 32507 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 163(@200wpm)___ 130(@250wpm)___ 108(@300wpm)
“Both of them.”
Sending him a plaintive look, I hesitated.
“Both of them,” he repeated more firmly.
With his cock still in my hand, I used my other hand to push his second ball into my mouth. My shoulders heaved as the cheeks of my mouth bulged. I could only move my tongue from side to side as his flesh filled my mouth. The sole sound in the chamber was the harsh breathing of all the men and the heavy rattle of their chains.
“That’s it. Now lick further back.”
His balls popped out of my mouth one at a time.
“Further back?” I asked, confused at his command.
“Slip your tongue beneath my balls and move it deeper between my legs.”
Sigmun shifted his stance so his legs were opened wider.
Still confused, I lifted his flesh and ran my tongue under the soft, loose skin and lower.
“Kneel between my legs with your back against the wall. I want to feel your tongue deeper.”
Struggling to obey, I clenched my teeth as the cold and rough stone wall pressed against my back. Awkwardly I tilted my head back as Sigmun shifted his hips forward as far as his chains would allow.
“That’s it, your majesty. Tongue my ass.”
My cheeks flushed at his use of my title while I was in such an ignoble and humiliating position. Still, a part of me thrilled at being treated so roughly. Placing my hands on the underside of his bottom cheeks, I used my thumbs to open him slightly. With my nose pressed between his cheeks, I pushed out the tip of my tongue to press it against his puckered entrance, grimacing as I did so. He was truly seeing that I paid for my deception. My tongue flicked over the ridged skin as I could feel the vibrations of Sigmun’s groans as they rippled down his body.
I moved my tongue in circles before swiping it down to almost touching his balls and back up.
“Dammit, Zellie. Dammit. Keep moving your tongue, just like that,” groaned Sigmun.
As I obeyed, it occurred to me that perhaps in one of my games with Sigmun he would enjoy feeling the press of something in his ass as much as I did.
I flicked my tongue in earnest now, spurred on by the thought of future painfully pleasurable games. My cunny ached as the press of my thighs no longer kept my rising desire at bay.
“Push your tongue into my ass,” he cried out tightly.
I obeyed. Pressing my fingers into his bottom cheeks, I pushed the tip of my tongue against his dark entrance till the ridges felt smooth. His ass gave slightly.
It was all he needed.
I could feel his body shift as he went up on his toes, hips out. Between his legs, I could see his cock straight and proud as streams of thick white cum shot out, splashing onto my thighs. Crawling from between his legs, I went to wipe it off.
“Leave it there and get over here,” ordered Regin.
Glancing up, I could see Sigmun resting his head against the wall, his eyes closed. Sated.
Crawling over to Regin, I knelt before him, awaiting his further command. It enthralled me that, though these men were chained and bound, they still had the power to command both my mind and body. It was as if the fact that their wrists were bound but they could still will me to obey only strengthened their hold over me.
“You know what I want,” said Regin.
Kneeling prone before him, I thought for a moment. Then I slowly rose. Boldly meeting his eyes, I ran my right hand over the tops of my thighs, collecting Sigmun’s cum on my fingers and palm. Turning my back on Regin I bent over at the waist. Using my left hand, I pried open my bottom cheeks. Then, I smoothed the cool cum over my bottom hole.
“Shift your hips back, Zella.”
Watching over my shoulder, I shimmied backward till I could feel the press of his cock against my own flesh. Reaching between my legs with my right hand, I grasped his length and guided it to my bottom entrance.
“Fuck your own ass with my cock,” he ground out.
Shifting till I felt the head press against my dark hole, I pushed my body backward. Breathing heavily as his shaft began to thrust against my tiny, tight entrance.
“Oh! Oh! I…can’t…” I breathed.
“Do it, Zella.”
Gritting my teeth, I willed myself to use the pain as I jerked my body backward, impaling myself on his cock. Crying out, I almost lost my balance as I doubled over, my fingertips scraping the floor. Taking a deep breath, I braced my hands on the tops of my thighs and leaned backward, pushing his cock deeper into my clenching passage.
If possible, it hurt even worse than the last time. With my body bent in half, everything felt tighter and more restrained as his thick staff pushed deeper inside of me. My stomach cramped as I could feel my body clench and grip him. Reaching between my legs, I rubbed my fingertips along my cunny, trying to ease the ache in my bottom with pleasure elsewhere.