"Without the attitude, brat. I know it's hard for you to be a good girl sometimes, but tonight you're going to be a good girl and use your manners." I nod my head, at a loss for words, before trying again. "50 First Dates, please." Clay shakes my head no and tells me to try again. It dawns on me what he wants. "50 First Dates, please sir." Drew chuckles to himself, before having the audacity to apologize to Clay for my behavior. "Sorry about that man, I let her get away with too much. I told her you'd likely be rougher on her than I am. We don't mind that though, do we Dani?" Clay lets go of my chin and lets me nod a no in response.
"What did I tell you about using your words earlier, little bimbo? Yes sir or no sir will work just fine and I know you're not dumb enough to fuck that up." I try my hardest, and succeed, at not rolling my eyes. "Yes sir, we're okay with you being rough with me." With that, Clay pulls me into his lap and noticeably hands the remote that controls my vibe to Drew. Within seconds I feel it start to vibrate and start to squirm.
"Oh no sweetheart, no squirming in my lap. Behave and take my present like a good girl. If you're a good girl we'll let you cum, deal? We'll make it into game. Three strikes and you're out. If I tell you to stop squirming three times you don't get to cum. Less than three times and we'll let you get that release you need." I nod my head, sitting up straight. "I understand sir. I'll be good and won't squirm."
To my shock, I feel Clay's lips around my ear lobe. His teeth bite into me causing me to squeak. It's not enough to draw blood but enough to sting. "Sorry Dani, you just look delicious tonight. You did a good job dressing her, Drew." Drew acknowledges him with a fist bump. "Stand up and take the dress of pretty girl, show him what you have underneath." Without a word I stand up and strip. Both guys bite into their lip, staring me up and down. There is no denying that they both have hardons right now.
I sit back down in the middle, my legs shaking a bit from the vibrations stemming from my pussy. Each guy grabs a leg, draping it over their own. Clay starts the movie while Drew's fingers trace over my thigh. His fingers run up my thigh, almost to my open pussy, but never touch that delicate spot. Fuck I need more. As if he's reading my mind, Drew turns up the vibe just a little bit. We continue like this for the first few minutes of the movie - the guys rubbing my thighs and me trying my best not to squirm.
I don't know when it happened, but Clay now has the remote. He's tapping it with his fingers, as if he's threatening me with it. He quickly moves the dial all the way up, leaving it for just a couple of seconds, before turning it back down. I jump up from my seat, not expecting that. "Oh no, there's one. We're only half way done with the movie, silly." On instinct I let the words "fuck you" fly from my mouth.
They must have known this would happen at some point and planned in advance because in an instant Clay has his hand around my throat and Drew is standing above me. "Care to repeat that, little whore?" I try to repeat my words but they come out as a squeak. This is probably for the best but I wanted to get my last words in before my death. Drew spits in my face as Clay tightens his grip on my throat. "I don't know what you expected to happen when you said those words but you're about to find out," Clay starts, "bad girls get punished Dani, and you've been a terrible girl." I can't help but smirk at that. I know it doesn't help my case but it was warranted. Me, a bad girl? Never.
Clay removes his hand from my throat and instead wraps it into my hair. He drags me into our bathroom, demanding I strip. He claims he doesn't want to ruin my underwear. Before I know it I'm pushed onto my knees in the bathtub with Clay and Drew standing over me. "I warned you that he was kinkier than me Dani," Drew says, "but I will absolutely be joining in on this. I know you've been wanting to try it, but if it gets to be too much you can use your safe word." With those words it clicks in my brain what will be happening next. Just as it registers I feel the first stream of piss from Clay hit my chest. Those motherfuckers are going to piss on me.
One of them brought the remote control with them because I feel it start to vibrate faster inside of me, fast enough that I could get off. "You have until we finish to get off." With that, I reach my hand down to my clit and start rubbing frantically. Drew then starts to piss alongside Clay. Clay's stream of golden liquid moves up and hits me in the cheek. The smell itself is a turn off but I'm determined to get off. "Open your mouth and stick out your tongue, quickly," Clay growls out. I do as he says and feel the last of his piss hit my tongue. It's tangy and salty and nothing like I imagined. Drew's stream starts to hit my tongue as well. With the taste of piss on my tongue I begin to cum. "Fuck, please, more." I don't even know what I'm needing. I moan as I cum, squirming as the vibe goes up to it's highest setting. Apparently they've decided I needed more stimulation, and they were right. I hit my peak and as I start to come down from my high the vibe turns off and the warm water of the shower starts to hit me.
Both guys strip and step into the shower with me, each taking time to clean me up. Clay places a kiss onto my forehead and Drew places one on my lips. "Such a good girl for us," Drew says, "we'll get you cleaned up for what we have planned next."
