Page 10 of Paid in Full
“No, Sir. I only let them finger me. And even then, it wasn’t worth it.”
“Good girl.” Before the words are out of his mouth, Peter lifts me high in the air and lowers me onto his cock, never pausing, never checking in, just owning me in the visceral sense of the word.
Pain races through me, bowing my spine as I attempt to get away, but I can’t. Peter holds me in a death grip on his cock as he forces my body to acclimate to the invasion. Crying out, I wrap my fingers around the small bit of rope I can and claw at it, desperate for a fingerhold to help me get up.
It’s nothing like the fingers that were jammed into me without thought or care. He’s a huge, thick, pulsing rod inside me, filling me in a way that their fingers tried but failed to do.
“Shhhh, little Penny. Don’t fight him,” Nick whispers against my lips. “The pain will be over soon. That’s just your innocence leaving your body. After, you’ll finally be fit to be our fuck-toy.”
My pussy flutters at his lurid words, and Peter groans behind me, his fingers tensing and releasing against my waist. “Keep talking dirty to her, Nick. She seems to like it.”
It’s then that I feel the press of Nick’s body against my front, sandwiching me in between him and Peter. It’s warm, comfortable, safe. I know logically safety is the last thing I should feel, but for some reason, while I’m here, I feel like nothing can touch me. Sure, they’ll probably make me pay for that security with my body, but is that really such a hardship?
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Nick
Fuck me. Her small body glistens with sweat as she sits on Peter’s cock. Though he and I never finished negotiating how we’re going to divide her up, I know he doesn’t mind sharing in this moment. My hand drifts down again to brush against his balls, and my own tighten at the groan leaving his mouth.
I’ve never been able to resist playing with him when he’s deep inside a pussy. Kneeling between his thighs, I slide my tongue across Penny’s glistening lips, groaning as her taste explodes on my tongue. She said it herself in the initial interview that those boys never really made her wet.
Yet, here she is, soaking, and it’s not just because Peter’s cock feels so damn good. She was already sopping wet with just us talking about how we were going to use and abuse her. Whether she can admit it or not, she gets off on the humiliation and degradation we provide.
Going down a bit further, I lap her juices off of Peter’s balls, my lips curving into a smile as he bucks his hips against me. I slide my hands under Penny’s thighs and lift her up, just enough that his cock pops out of her. Wordless groans pour from my lips as I stare at his dick covered in Penny’s arousal. It’s a sex flavored popsicle stick that I’ll never get enough of.
Peter knows what I’m about to do and slides his hands alongside mine, taking her weight from me. Inhaling deep, I slide my nose up his shaft, taking in that musky masculine scent of him mixed with the delicate, feminine scent of her arousal.
I follow with my tongue, licking up his cock like he’s an ice cream cone, lapping at the arousal sluicing off of him. Again, he bucks his hips towards my face, and I give him what he wants. Leaning up, I open my lips wide and slide him deep into my mouth.
Holding my breath, I continue down his length until his head goes into my throat. It takes all my training not to gag as I swallow him down. I can’t keep this up too long or he’ll come inside of me instead of Penny. Pulling back up, I help him lower her back down onto his shaft and start the process all over again.
Penny whimpers as I pull her up and down, pausing to lick and suck Peter. I know he’s not going to last long. His balls draw up until they’re rock hard. Switching my efforts back to the woman of the hour, I apply my tongue to her clit. Normally, I don’t care if the women in these instances get off or not, but since she’s a virgin, I want her first experience to be at least somewhat pleasurable.
Her hands pull at the ropes, as if she wants to reach down and grab my hair. Pulling back, I look at Peter, then up at the ropes. He nods and motions for them to let her down. The moment her hands are low enough, she digs her fingers into my scalp as she rides Peter with an abandon I didn’t think was possible from her.
Groaning against her clit, I graze my teeth over her sensitive nub and am rewarded with her gripping my hair again as she rides Peter even faster. I slide my hands along Peter’s inner thigh and grip him as I pull him towards the edge of the chair. I stand, fusing my mouth with Penelope for a moment as my fingers dance along her lower lips.
Pulling back away, I kneel again and slide my fingers through her arousal before easing them into Peter’s ass. He moans and clenches around me, but I push past his tight ring, deep enough to curl my finger into that spot that I know turns him into goo.
My cock strains against my pants as I finger fuck him and my shaft pulses every time he clenches that asshole. Peter takes over, no longer satisfied with Penelope riding him at her own pace. His fingers dig into her waist so tight his knuckles pale from the grip.
She cries out, but it does nothing to stop her from shuddering on Peter’s cock. Over and over, he slams her down, and I can barely keep my tongue on her clit. Standing, I hunch over so I can keep finger banging Peter but switch to rubbing Penelope with my other hand.
Both of them groan in unison. Unable to hold back any longer, I pull my hand away from Penelope’s sweet little cunt and undo my pants. My cock springs out as I pull down my boxers, and I nearly moan in relief. Pulling Penny forward, I drag her bound hands to my cock, and without me ordering her to, she grips me, milking my shaft as best she can.
Reaching back around, I continue to stroke her clit, wanting her to get off before either Peter or I. He catches my gaze from over her bent form and smirks before slamming her down once more on his cock. His asshole squeezes around my finger in rhythmic waves as he rocks Penny back and forth.
“Cleansing wipe. Now,” I bellow as I pull my finger out. I’m so fucking close to coming. A young submissive comes up next to me and wipes my hand down as I continue to play with Penny. Once my hand is clean, I slide back in between Peter’s thighs and pull her luscious mouth up to mine.
Groaning against her lips, I angle my cock towards her and spray her with my cum, marking her in front of everyone as Peter’s and mine. His cum drips from her cunt, adding to the lubrication as I continue to strum her clit. Soon, her body bows up as she opens her mouth.
“Master Peter,” she cries out as she writhes on top of his softening dick. He and I exchange a knowing look at her exclamation. Not once did we order her to call either of us Master, but the fact that she did so willingly is telling about what she likes.
“That’s a good girl,” he murmurs, pulling her up and off of him. “Time to get you cleaned up and ready for your punishment.”
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Penelope
