John has started massaging my breasts again, but from behind, and I can feel his hard member in his pants, pressed against my bare ass. Kurt, on the other hand, is still on his knees in front of me. When I look at him, I realize that he's been waiting for me to watch him before he starts to eat me out, running his tongue along my slit, dipping the tip of it in my hole, sucking on my clit until I'm swollen, and then I'm undone.
All of the pleasure I had held back suddenly rips through me, bringing new sensations alive that I had never wanted anyone else to bring but my Master. But my wants don't matter. Master wants me to enjoy this, and I want to please my Master.
For the first time since Master's friends began touching me, I moan. I close my eyes and allow myself to let go.
Kurt stands up and pulls out his cock. "I hope you're ready for this you little cunt." He tells me, before spreading apart the cords between my pussy lips and brutally forcing himself inside of me. With every thrust he shoves himself entirely inside of me, making me scream in sudden pleasure. His hands wrap around my ass as he pulls me into him even harder. I had never even realized Johns absence until I hear him asking Master as to whether or not I'm 'clean'.
"Of course, I clean her out before every session." He answers, making me even more embarrassed. I never expected anyone to know about that. But then I hear him ask Master where he keeps his lube and I feel panic start to build. Master hasn't started training that part of me yet. He's only taken it, himself, a handful of times, all of which were painful.
"You're supposed to be watching me, you little bitch," Kurt hisses, grabbing my jaw and forcing me to look at him. I bite on the gag, but still shriek as he pounds into me extra hard as though to prove his point.
John returns, slipping one, coldly lubed finger into my ass. I whine in protest. I feel my anus clench around Johns finger, simultaneously trying to push him out, but he's relentless. It hurts that much more when Kurt intentionally pulls me so that John's finger is stretching me out. Then, John slides another finger into me, and another. He clumsily continues trying to finger my ass until my senses are overloaded with so much pain and pleasure I'm practically mindless. Then, John pulls his throbbing member out of his pants.
Kurt stops pulling me and stands still, balls deep into my pussy, and allows John to position himself as necessary before he starts pushing into my ass. I can't help it. The second I feel the head of his cock inside of me, I find myself riding waves of pleasure, each one harder than the next as he shoves himself into me. By the time he's all the way in, and the both of them are finally pumping into me at the same time, I've came so hard that I'm glad I'm tied up, or else I'd be useless.
Its a few seconds before I come back to my senses and find myself still being filled more than ever by two complete strangers. I look over at Master, only to see a look of sick pleasure on his face. He has something to punish me for later. My heart races, and I begin to pay attention to Kurt and John again.
"Maverick,"Kurt calls suddenly, though he doesn't stop fucking me until Master actually walks over to us. "Can we use her mouth as well?"
"Of course." Master nods, "I'll bend her over."
John gives one last thrust into my ass and pulls out. Master, on the other hand, barely even touches me, he simply pulls some of his chains around so that his pulley-system drags me forward so that I'm bent-over with my knee's still tied awkwardly. He goes over and unties them from the hooks and uses the rope from my knees so that he can tie my ankles up, tying the rope around my left ankle to the the closest cord in my lower half, and the same with my right ankle, so that now the cords are spread and allow easier access to my holes. As kind of a finishing touch, Master goes beneath me and I feel a painful tugging at my nipples as he attaches weights to them.
Master then returns to his spot at the back of the room, leaving Kurt to remove the gag. I keep my mouth open expectantly, and glance at Master to see him nod in approval. Kurt starts of gently, as opposed to before, and John has already started to fuck my pussy.
Kurt tastes sweet in my mouth, the same way that Master tastes after he's fucked me. For a moment, I can pretend that it's my Master's cock in my mouth instead of this stranger's, and I close my eyes. My hair is suddenly pulled violently and I'm forced to look at him again. He doesn't say anything this time, only starts to pump into my mouth even harder. I run my tongue along his shaft as he pushes all the way in, stuffing his way down my throat and back out. He does it again, slowly. The contrast is so different from John, who's pounding away at me, that my body is confused, until something in Kurt finally switches and he begins fucking my face the way he did my pussy.
I feel Johns hand grab my hair by the ends and use it to pull into me harder, and I cry out. Tears start pouring from my eyes as the pain builds, my nipples throbbing with every thrust they give into me.
"I want you to swallow me," Kurt says, moving even faster in my mouth. By now my throat is raw, and yet the promise of cum excites me further. I bob my head back in forth what little I can, loving the tendrils of pain that shoot through me as I pull against Johns grasp and onto Kurt's cock. I deep throat him, until finally, he shoves himself all the way into my throat, and I can feel his hot cum shooting down my throat. When he's finished he pulls out of my mouth, his now soft member still twitching and spitting out tiny little strands of cum.
"I want to watch you do it." He tells me just before I swallow him, and he kneels so that his face is level with mine. He inspects to make sure that none of it is on my face before he's satisfied. "Okay."
And I swallow. He pulls his pants back up and zips them, moving back to Master's side to watch as John pulls out of me and pushes back into my ass. Without the gag to bite on, I find myself almost screaming with pain as he shoves into me completely with one quick thrust, and doesn't stop. He tugs my hair even harder , rubbing my clit with his other hand. I remind myself that Master is watching, and hold back the excitement that's fighting to make me cum again.
"Say my name." John says suddenly, snapping me out of my pleasure-ridden state. I look directly at Master, purposefully keeping my mouth shut. "I said
say my name!
"
He begins angrily thrusting in and out of me, before pulling out entirely. "Maverick, what the hell's wrong with this bitch?"
When I look at Master, I see the same, sickly sweet expression from before. The calm, innocence hiding his rage. "There's nothing wrong with Belle."
"I thought you trained her to obey?"
"No, I trained her to obey
me
." I notice the slight curl of his lip as he speaks, but that's the closest he gets to regaining his composure. "I think you two are done for now. Get out."
