Turning the Divine Tables
"Mm, your hands are so skilled," Tiki purrs, her sleek legs stretching out as she twists about on the towel she's lying atop, staring at you with wide, delighted eyes. She pushes her chest out a bit as her back arches, and given how far up her thighs your hands are, it's enough to make you blush a little bit. You've seen Tiki named more times than you can count, sure, but in her red bikini, her curves somehow look even more enticing than usual and you really don't know what to make of any of it, especially with the low cut and thin nature of her bikini bottoms.
All you're trying to do is rub lotion on her legs, as she asked you to do in the first place, but she's moaning like you're eating her out and it has you burning up. "Tiki, please," you grumble, gulping a bit as you feel your cock stirring in your own beach clothes. Your head shifts around a bit to make sure there's nobody around. "We're in public, and your sounds are very..."
"Are they?" Tiki asks, doing so with the rumble and purr of delight that really doesn't indicate she has no idea what she's doing. Her legs shift a little bit as she bites her lip and looks at you eagerly. "I'm sorry, I just can't help myself when your strong hands are working over my legs like this. It makes me wish we were somewhere private." Her head shifts to either side for a moment, eyes going wide in delight as she notes. "You know... We actually do seem to be."
It's true, there's nobody presently around your stretch of the beach you're staying at. The lovely beach-side inn you brought Tiki to is visible past a rock outcropping, but you're pretty securely away from everything right now, even the others. And in the time it takes you to realize what she's talking about, Tiki's already sitting upright and slipping her hand down into your clothes. Her fingers seize your cock as she lets out a playful, sweet moan. "Nobody has to know what we're doing," she whispers into your ear, pressing up against you. "I bet I can make you cum before Vaike makes another lap down the beach."
You groan as her delicate, soft hand embraces you, and you want to argue against her, but she's already starting to stroke your cock before you can muster it. "You're not allowed to play innocent ever again." You know she will, of course; Tiki has let loose a fun side with you that's almost maddening, the usually reserved divine dragon showing off a flirtier, riskier site, a bit dirty and very delightful. Even now, as everyone takes a well deserved beach vacation, all Tiki wants to do is rile you up, making you rub lotion on her legs and then give you a surprise handjob even though someone could walk by at any moment. "It's never going to work."
"What do you mean? I'm completely innocent," she teases, kissing your neck and nibbling against it a bit for good measure. "I'm sure if you went right now and told Chrom what I was doing, he wouldn't believe you." She's right, of course. Nobody would think Tiki was the kind of woman to do half the things she does to you on the regular. The surprising twist of just how naughty she can be is, of course, part of why you adore her so much, and in her beautiful red swimsuit her gorgeous body looks even better, completely removed from any and all modesty without the wrap around her waist to keep her perky behind and her dangerously revealing bikini bottom only teased and hinted at.
"There's nothing innocent about you," you retort, you cock throbbing excitedly against her teasing hand. Your own hands happily reach for her breasts, the depth of plump cleavage that she's been flaunting all day having driven you mad, and now you finally can't hold back from the urge to just grope and squeeze the divine dragon. "One day, they'll know that about you."
Tiki smiles like she's been hoping you'd fall into the hole of the very opening she left you with, and lets out a delighted noise as you indeed give in to exactly what she wanted. "You're welcome to tell the entire camp about how much you love getting fucked by my strap-on. I certainly wouldn't mind everyone knowing how much I love fucking your ass either." Her free hand reaches around back and gives your ass a playful slap, but immediately it shuts down your complaints. Sure, you love it when Tiki takes her strap-on to you, and you're not even really ashamed of that fact, but you have no desire to explain pegging to the rest of everyone, and that level of private life exposure isn't something you're super comfortable with to begin with.
"That's what I thought," she purrs. "But it's okay, we can keep it a secret. I can tell you're close to cumming." Her lips brush up against yours, and she lets out a low, rumbling moan. She's right; your cock is throbbing in her hand, pre-cum leaving it all wet and slimy as she works you over well enough to shut you right up, keep you happily submissive and letting her do whatever the hell she wants to you. It feels too good to argue against anything she has in mind. "Just relax, take a deep breath, and get ready to spend the rest of the afternoon with cum all over the inside of your clothes." Tiki lets out a sweet giggle at the thought.
You don't even care enough to let that stop you, twisting happily about against her touch. "Oh, Tiki," you groan. "Fuck, I'm cumming Tiki, it's--oh, for fuck's sake! In the name of Naga, why?" It all happens so quickly, and you don't know how she does it, but her hand draws back from you at the second before you're past the point of no return. Before your cock is so ready to go that without any touch at all you'll still blow your load. She leaves you dangling there by a thread, wiping her hand off on the towel and giving you a quick kiss before she pulls away. "No, come on, don't leave me like this, Tiki, it's not--"
"You will never catch me, villain!" Cynthia shouts, running quickly along the beach in her own bikini as Owain chases her down with a big stick, the two of them playing a game that they had started playing when they were kids and haven't yet outgrown as adults. But as they rush toward you, you're left to pull reluctantly away and stop groping Tiki's perfect breasts, grumbling in frustration as you draw back and Tiki is all broad smiles. She's won.
At least, she thinks she has; you two are going to end up in bed at some point tonight.
Your body pins Tiki's down to the bed so hard that you can feel her heartbeat pounding against your chest. Your lips press against hers tight enough to startle her, to push her head down tighter against the pillow it rests on, as your body grinds against her immaculate form. "You're mine," you snarl, keeping her in place as your frustrations get the better of you, your bare cock grinding against her thigh as you lie naked atop her still bikini-clad form. "And I'm going to make you regret what you did to me at the beach today."
"Try," Tiki dares, always surprisingly confident and cocky in the bedroom. If you want an apology you're going to have to fuck it out of her, and probably her smugness along with it. But you're up to the challenge just fine, grabbing her bikini bottoms and pushing them down her legs. "Go on, see if you can fuck me hard enough to make me regret it, but I knew that leaving you at the edge would make sure you fucked me raw tonight, so either way, I win, don't I?" She licks her hips, and you hate that she's so right about it; she's riled you up enough to lose yourself.
Lose yourself hard enough that the little-more-than-string bikini bottom she has on is quickly ripped off with one pull, breaking the material and leaving a scandalized Tiki gasping in dismay at having her nice swimsuit torn, but by then it's too late; you're already moving into position and slamming down into your green haired lover, drawing surprised noises from her very, very suddenly as you begin to fuck her with all the pent up and vengeful frustration that she's left you with for hours. Burning with raw need, there is only one thing to do, and that is put this gorgeous dragon through your absolute worst and most merciless treatment.
Your cock sinks into the slick tightness of Tiki's unbearably hot pussy, and it's clear you're not the only one who's horny here, as her desperate wetness helps your cock slide effortlessly into her smooth, soft hole. Your thick cock forces her open a bit as you fit yourself into her, and few things in the world are quite as satisfying as knowing that even the divine dragon is enamoured by the size of your cock, gasping loudly as the sensation of fullness hits her. Her heat is good enough to want to remain buried in for a moment and just savour; you're sure with Tiki writhing beneath you, you could get off eventually. But where's the fun in that?
So you start fucking Tiki, and you start fucking her hard. Your hips hammer forward with merciless speed, not bothering with passion or waiting for yourself to wind up and reach a solid pace on your own. There's no time for that, no shred of patience within you that can help you muster up the strength to wait out the time it'll take for that. No, you need to fuck and you need to fuck now, wasting no time in showing Tiki the frustration she's left you with as you slam down into her, groaning and grunting away. Your hands seize hers, pinning her wrists down to the bed and keeping her beneath you, maintaining power and position over her.
"You really think you're strong enough to dominate the divine dragon?" she moans, defiant and playful, refusing to let you get what you want quite so easily. But there's no way to deny the way she's gasping and the way her voice twists excitedly around her words; it's playful and stubborn, but there's no denying what she feels, and you're not going to do anything short of break her down. "Well go on, fuck me then, and we'll see if your cock is really good enough to--mm!" Getting cut off into a moan like that is exactly what you want to hear; she's not even able to taunt you properly.
"What's wrong? Getting fucked too well to pretend you're not?" Your turn to taunt now, and you're all too happy to play it back hard. Your hips slam down against hers, her breasts heaving in the bikini top you hadn't taken off so that you can enjoy the sight of them bouncing in unison. You don't slow down for anything, giving her the absolute worst you can muster in an attempt to make her regret messing with you. "It's okay, I'm going to fuck you stupid, you just lie there, and let me know when you're ready to admit who you belong to."
A needy whimper rises up in delight at the promise wrapped up in a threat that you've made. "Show me," she says, challenging you with a firm glare even as she twists with lust, defying you to prove it to her. Her hands reach out to you, grabbing tight hold of you and whining, her eyes widening and locking with yours for a moment before her head rolls back. She can't even pretend that she's not loving it, and you apply the pressure to her harder and firmer as a result, wanting to give her the absolute worst you can muster.
"You're not innocent at all," you growl, body at frustrating work hammering down into her, pounding her down into the mattress with each thrust. "But what would everyone else think if they knew the divine dragon couldn't get enough of my cock? That if I fucked her well enough she'd happily call herself my slut just so she remained full of big, hard dick?" You're going for the throat with your remarks, fingers pressing tight against her wrists and her palms as you hold her down, keeping her in place and subjecting her to your worst. The tight pussy wrapped snug around your cock is giving you the ravenous satisfaction you need, but after the way she left you wanting, you have every vengeful reason in the world to want to break her down. Your hips don't let up, hammering away at her with a merciless speed that only grows stronger and harsher.
"You're right! I'm your slut, and I love your cock!" Tiki whines, head pressing back tight against the bed. "I can't get enough of it when you fuck me, and right now I need it so badly!" Once she's done talking, you snap forward and seize her lips, feverishly kissing her, and she happily meets your fire with her own desperate excitement. Tiki's kisses are always amazing, but it's the ones that she gives you while you fuck her senseless that really feel shine through. She's so desperate, so hungry, eagerly meeting your fire as her inner walls clench down around your cock, every part of her burning with a need for you to give her what she craves.
Fortunately, it's precisely what you crave too, and you're relentless in your pounding, harsh pursuit of her tight hole.
After walking around frustrated and desperate for so long today you don't want to spend any time waiting to cum, but that's fine; you can keep going for hours, and Tiki's manakete stamina is something that you can even have trouble exhausting sometimes, so you don't worry about holding back the orgasm you're about to loose. You just let the pleasure hit you, caring more about enjoying yourself as hard and often as you can than about lasting long. The goal is pleasure, the pursuit is desperate, and any second you spend not pumping your girlfriend full of cum is a second you spend basically wasting every opportunity before you.
With one final slam down into her, you grunt and blow your load, cock twitching and erupting within the tight inner walls of Tiki's divine pussy. You can feel her tighten beneath you, clenching up and whining as the hot flood of cum into her hole sets her off. She cries your name, struggling against the hands keeping her pinned down to the bed as she loses herself to the sudden rush of excitement. It feels too good to bear, but you don't take that as a reason to stop, growling as you keep thrusting, keep fucking away at her hole as she becomes slicker and wetter from all the cum you just pumped into her.
"Still want more?" you groan, pressing your lips feverishly against hers. "Still want to get fucked more, Tiki? Want to get pumped full of cum? Want me to get you drunk on my cock?" You let go of her hands finally, and they immediately throw themselves around your back, holding onto you tightly, clutching you close as you reach to squeeze her still covered up breasts, kneading them eagerly, even if it interrupts their bounce. You don't lose any momentum at all, even if you've just blown a load. You keep fucking, keep pounding back away at her, refusing to let one orgasm be all you feel tonight. No, you're in this for the long haul.
"Yes! I want you to fuck me harder, and I want you to own my pussy with your amazing cock!" The first time you heard Tiki swear like this you could hardly believe your ears, but now it's become a common treat, and your ears ring out excitedly. You draw back out of her suddenly, grabbing her hips and rolling her onto her hands and knees. Her round ass rises high into the air, hips wiggling as she begs you, but you don't need any reason to go all out on her beyond the fact that your sticky, slick cock now feels cold without the hot, tight walls clinging to it.
You slam quickly back in, giving her ass a playful slap as you snarl, "Just your pussy?" You get right back to work at fucking her holes, pounding her as harshly and cruelly as you can. Back and forth you work, and the friction of your cock rubbing against her tight inner walls only gets better with each stroke of your hips. There's ntohing but pure bliss to be found in the way that Tiki's pussy feels around your cock, and you can't deny that the amazing sensations that overwhelm you make the orgasm denial so very, very worth it. When you get to go to bed with Tiki every night and fuck her into an exhausted, cummy heap, there's no way anything can bother you in the long term. "I'm pretty sure I own every part of you," you growl, slapping her ass again. "You're mine."
"Yes, yes, of course!" Tiki gasps, looking back over her shoulder at you. Her face it lit up with pure pleasure, and she even presses back to meet your thrusts, feverishly giving in to the bliss that overwhelms her. There's no hesitation or panic in the way she moves, the way she gives you everything she can. "You own me. E-every part of me. I belong to you!" She doesn't hesitate, doesn't stop howling in delight. Her pussy drips with the mingled combination of your cum and her sticky quim, leaving a wet spot on the bed below. "I belong to you and your perfect dick! It's true."
You're in control now, able to brag and taunt the divine dragon herself, and the way she's giving in to you makes it so sweet. "And I want you to remember that next time you feel like trying to mess with me. You want to play games with me until I fuck you raw? Well I'm going to fuck you past your breaking point." Another slap across her firm ass; the sight of it bouncing is incredible, and you can't get enough of seeing it, about making her endure the worst you can bring to the table. She's earned it. It's all in good fun, of course, but you're not going to stop until you've proven your point nonetheless.
"Do it! Fuck me stupid, please, I want you to get back at me. I've been so mean to you, and now I deserve to be punished." Tiki's eagerness only whips up hotter, her ass slamming back against your lap even harder as she needily meets the pace of your thrusts, desperate for your cock and for the bliss of another orgasm. This time, it's Tiki who cums first, throwing her head back and howling excitedly, leaving you thankful you're in a small resort house all your own instead of in a room adjacent to anyone else, because her immodest screams are absolutely incredible.
With her tight cunt clenching down needily around your cock, you lose yourself, and you're more than happy to. One last thrust buries your cock to the hilt inside of her, and you give yourself up so happily to her, blowing another hot, sticky load into her tight pussy. She whined, twisting happily about against your touch as you remain in place, keeping your cock inside of her spasming hole as you fill her up with another load of cum. But you don't let it linger for very long as you pull back, cum quickly starting to leak from her hole as you gave her a slap across the ass. "Stay put," you order.
And she does, remaining with her ass held proudly high up in the air as you circle around front, sitting down in front of her head and grabbing hold of her long green ponytail. She knows what's about to happen, and the already pleasure-wracked expression on her face grows even more lewdly excited in realization of what you're about to do. But she doesn't fight it, opening her mouth obediently and whining, "You'll go back to my pussy after this, won't you?" with the twisting nervousness of someone who can't help but crave the thrill of getting fucked.
"We'll see," you answer smugly, dismissing her worries and deigning instead to just shove her head down into your lap. You claim Tiki's mouth with a vulgar slam, your cock easily reaching down her throat. The divine dragon chokes, her whole body shuddering as you draw back, only to pump forward again, taking to eagerly and roughly facefucking her. You tighten your grip on her ponytail and use it for leverage to guide her back and forth, forcing your cock down her throat again and again. She gags on it, the lining of her throat having a more stubborn tightness than her pussy does and needing a rougher, harsher fuck to make it work. She still deserves nothing short of your worst, and you're eager to wind up for a new level of punishment.
The pace you take with her pretty face is a vulgar one. You don't slow down, don't stop, and the effects of your roughness quickly leave her ragged as you force her to suck her own juices right off of your cock. Thick saliva spills from her lips and coats your cock, the kind of stringy, viscous spit that you only see when Tiki is getting her throat hammered by your big dick, while she's noisily sputtering and struggling to handle you. It's the best compliment in the world, and you ride high on knowing you can dominate someone of such power, that she's in the palm of your hand now. The mighty divine dragon turned submissive cocksucker, giving herself to you happily. And yet you can't deny that you feel little reason not to keep going.
You keep going, facefucking Tiki into a submissive, subservient mess. "This is what I should have done on the beach. Just fucked you right in front of everyone and let them see what you really are." Thrusts keep your hips moving, balls slapping forward against her chin for good measure as you stake your brutal claim. It's rough and a little humiliating, but it's what you need to do, what Tiki's earned. You make her choke and shudder, pulling her hair and making sure her head is moving in time with your rough thrusts. You don't show her any mercy; she doesn't deserve it. All that she deserves it to be fucked hard and rough and to be pumped full of every drop of cum you can muster. Nothing else matters now.
The plundering of Tiki's throat is clearly more than she can handle, but that's what makes it so fun to subject her to it, seeing the shuddering, fading light in her eyes, listening to her struggle to take your cock down, all while you indulge in the raw pleasure of her hot, wet mouth so snugly wrapped around your cock. It's more than you can handle, and you're all too quickly losing control again. A few more rough, choking thrusts are all you need before you draw back, groaning, "Surprise!" in delight as you blow a massive load all over her face. And you do definitely catch her by surprise, as Tiki is midway through gasping for air as your cock erupts in her face, which leads to her inhaling some of your cum and ending up coughing and shuddering, spitting up plenty of thick drool all over your thighs and balls as she receives the facial that leaves her features plastered with spunk.
Tiki shivers as she stares up at you, too breathless to beg, but her eyes say it all, and in some ways seeing the desperation in her gaze is just as good as hearing her plead outright. She doesn't need to say it to still convey the utter need within her that you have instilled within her, and that almost makes it even more satisfying to behold, as you quickly circle back around again and give her ass another slap. You could make her beg, but that would only delay the inevitable, and you're far more wound up than you can bear, quickly slamming back into Tiki's tight pussy and getting back to work at fucking her raw once more, her pussy feeling so warm and inexplicably 'right' around your cock as she cries out in delight at the thrill of being filled once more.
You take her first down on all fours again, and Tiki seems happy to accept it, howling and pressing back against your thrusts even more excitedly than before. "I needed this!" she whined, driven by all the frustration and need that having her face fucked left you with. She's so desperate and needy, and to finally have you fucking her pussy again has her showing renewed vigor, but with it comes a certain special kind of desperation. She's loud, she's unrepentant, she's completely gone to the pleasure in ways you never thought possible for Tiki, but it all feels so right, so firm, and you're all too happy to indulge.
You're driven solely by a rough desire to dominate Tiki, to own her, and as you wind up for another harsh orgasm you're all too eager to claim her. Once more, Tiki cums before you and drags you down with her. You slam forward, cock erupting within her tight hole as you let loose orgasm number four. "You owe me so many more," you growl, refusing to slow down and giving her ass a few more slaps as you indulge thoroughly in the chance to pump her full of as much cum as you possibly can. "It won't be enough until you can't take any more."
You shove Tiki down against the bed, and the wetness of cum and quim that's been leaking out of her hole has left a big enough spot that as you shove her down your balls end up resting in some of the mess, but you don't care quite enough to stop as you begin to hammer her down, shoving her face down against the bed as you fuck her raw. Her whines are muffled by the bed as you push her down into it, but oh how she whines, loud enough for you to still hear her enough to want to pound her even more. There's nothing about Tiki's position that is even remotely dignified or modest anymore, let alone innocent.
"How do you like getting shoved face-down into the bed and fucked like a cheap whore?" you ask, and her muffled reply is vigorous and loud. She's loving it, and it leaves you utterly guiltless in your depraved handling of the divine dragon. Tiki is so happy to get fucked raw, for you to give it to her with a harrowing pace and to leave her floored. Your rough domination is only getting her hotter, and she's so loud, so crazed, that you can't feel bad about anything. Not as you slam into her and cum yet again, another big and gooey creampie pumping into her hole and setting her off.
You roll her onto her back quickly, and you take a moment to admire her. Her face is still covered with cum, but it's smeared now due to her being shoved face-first into the bed, and it adds a twisted, lewd edge to the look of utter fuck-drunk bliss across her face. She stares at you with her jaw trembling, drool leaving streaks of shine across her still bikini top-clad breasts. You're quick to finally reach in and deal with that, grabbing hold of it and ripping it off to let her ample breasts spill free. "Nngh, I don't think I can handle anymore," she manages to spit out clumsily. "I'm... I'm done..."
Silence settles for a moment as your hands reach up along her legs slowly, and your head starts to shake slowly, eyes scanning along her body. The dripping mess of her cum-stuffed pussy leaves more of a disaster on the bed beneath her, running down her thighs and her taint, ending up all over the sheets. You've destroyed her, and there's still work to do. "Not yet you're not," you say, giving her a moment for it to set in, waiting for the telltale whine before you shove your cock back into her, leaning forward over her and hammering down into her tight cunt as you show her no mercy.
Tiki's all whines and desperation, helpless and unable to keep herself from the brutal acceptance of what you're doing to her, as she whines and gets subjected to the rough fucking, not unable to handle it as you push her well past her breaking point. The noises she make are tinged with exhaustion, with weariness. You've fucked her past the limit and now you're keeping the aggressions up and subjecting her to the worst of it. "You own me," she says clearly amid all the sounds of exhaustion, breaking through the tiredness to acknowledge just that the situation calls for. She can't fight that. "I belong to you, and if you want to fuck me again..." She trails off, whining, head pressing back against the pillow. Frustration follows as she lets out some grunts and noises as she fails to find the words she's aiming for.
But finally she gets it across as her legs quickly wrap around your waist, snapping into place and locking her ankles around your back as she howls out in bliss, and you get the message perfectly, slamming down against her as you hold her in a mating press and give her what she wants. Your cock erupts, and cum gushes from your throbbing head, pumping into the tight, hot hole that spasms needily around your cock. It feels so good, relief washing over you as finally you feel like you're done, like you've finished with her, and you can feel her toes curling against your back in the process.
Once her legs lazily slump down to the bed you draw back, and cum leaks out of her hole as lies there, content and ravaged. You've done a number on her, and that's everything you've been hoping for. "I should save this," you say, pulling away from the bed and smirking wide as you head over to your things. You pull out your phone as your girlfriend lies there, a ragged mess blissed out of her mind, her eyes rolled back and her tongue lazily hanging halfway out of her mouth.
"Oh no," she whines as you start to snap photos of her in her thoroughly fucked senseless state, but she doesn't stop you or even tell you to stop, just wriggling in embarrassment as you claim your vulgar prize. But it's too late; you lean over the bed and snap picture after picture of her naked body, of her lusty face covered in cum, of her thoroughly fucked pussy leaking with spunk. You capture as much as you can of her beautiful body and all the ways in which you've conquered it thoroughly, and only stop once you've filled plenty of your camera roll with evidence of your vengeance.
Finally, climbing onto the bed, you groan, succumbing to your own tiredness as you smile at her. "Learn your lesson?" you ask, smirking as you starer her with with the sweet, gloating thrill of what you've done leaving you riding high.
"I did," she says, and it takes you a moment to realize that her voice sounds normal again. The tiredness is gone, and you slowly creep into realization of what's happening as Tiki pulls herself off of the bed. The divine dragon can be sexually exhausted if you work hard enough at it, but not usually for too long. And now, as you feel your legs start to quit on you, you're left to watch as she rises from the bed and heads across the room, your eyes following her in worry. "And what did I learn? That you still have no idea what your place is."
She pulls from her open bag her strap-on, and it makes you twitch nervously, frozen in place as you watch her slide it on, ignoring the mess you've made of her as she slips into the harness. The big black phallus was bought expressly because it's the same general length and girth of your cock. Which is to say, Tiki makes sure that when she fucks you, she's hitting you just as hard as you're hitting her, and that's a worrying thought when you end up bent over for her playful delights.
Stepping boldly forward, Tiki grabs hold of you, and she shows a strength that immediately leaves you regretting so much as she overpowers you effortlessly. "So let's just see if I can't make it clear what's going on here. You're cockier than you should be, and having a big dick isn't enough to break me. Not for too long, at least. And I'm going to prove it. Her tongue flicks out, and she seizes your head, shoving you face-down into the bed. It's something you did to her earlier, but with one very key difference in the situation. You pushed her face-first down into the bed pretty much just based on her position at that moment. But Tiki's guiding you much more directly into position over the big mess of cum and quim that's been leaking out of her since round two. She rubs your face in the mess you've made and laughs at you. "Start licking," she orders.
It's all so embarrassing, as the salty, tart taste of the mixture brushes against your lips and your tongue, that you briefly forget what she's wearing. At least, until she makes it very apparent by slamming it right up your ass with one brutal stroke. Tiki sinks her strap-on into you and howls with delight as she claims your ass, pushing into you and savouring the way you gasp and grunt in surprise. The feeling of penetration is an intense one, made no easier or less brutal by the fact that, fittingly, Tiki seems poised to fuck you just as hard as you fucked her.
Oh no.
"Lick up the mess while I show you who's really in control," she snarls, slapping your ass hard. "I don't belong to anyone; I'm a goddess. A divine being. You? You're just my bitch." Her hips start up, and her newly found burst of energy, which seems to have her as good as new, helps carry her into a rough pounding of your ass as you groan and feel the thrusts immediately start to wail down upon your tight hole. The thick cock forces your ass open, leaving you feeling an intense and frustrating fullness unlike anything else you know in life, but with the hand on the back of your head and the way she takes to fucking you, there isn't any way to deny how fucking good it feels.
You and Tiki take turns dominating each other, and when you end up impaled on her strap-on there isn't a single complaint on your lips. Your tongue drags along the sheet as commanded, even as you wince at the flavour of intermingled fuck juices you've been tasked at licking. Not that you can stop, of course; you obey as she fucks your ass, leaves you feeling not so tight anymore amid all of her brutal and wicked plans. She's going at you too hard for you to want anything but her worst. In some way, it's almost a perfect little cycle; she edges you, you revenge fuck her, she revenge fucks you in turn, repeat ad nauseum.
"When I had my hand around your cock, I even mentioned how much you loved having your tight ass fucked. How much you loved being my pegging slut. I thought that would have gotten my point across, but it seems not, so let me state it again. You're the bitch here, and if you weren't, you wouldn't love getting fucked in the ass by your girlfriend so much. You'd be dominant like you're supposed to be, like you pretend to be when I feel like getting fucked. Not the bitch you really are when I stop letting you top me and take control. Did you really think you were holding my wrists down to the bed by your own strength?" She scoffs at the idea, and everything she says is so measured and cruel, meant to really burn away at you with her wickedness, and fuck if it isn't working wonders, leaving you to shiver as the feeling of lowness and embarrassment is nonetheless leaving you very, very hard.
Your cock drips pre-cum down onto the bed, and with your hands digging into the sheets in an attempt to try and hold yourself together, there is nothing to deal with your cock. But there doesn't have to be with Tiki's big strap-on pounding your ass, hitting you just right to leave you a throbbing mess. Pre drools from your throbbing head as the obvious need and excitement you feel at having your ass fucked are so embarrassingly obvious you wonder when Tiki is going to get to mocking you for it, using it as evidence of your aforementioned status as her bitch.
But it's true. It's all true. As your tongue laps along the sheets and you continue to do as told, all while she thoroughly dominates your ass with her fake cock, it's all so brilliantly true and wicked that you can't even begin to argue against it. You love it when Tiki fucks your ass, love it when she takes charge and dominates you, and there's just no way to deny it. Why would you even want to? You have such a good thing going here, even if she's all too happy to pull your hair and call you a bitch. But then, even that is getting you off super hard, isn't it?
In an agonizing lesson in karma, you're the one now getting fucked when you're past the point of being able to handle anymore, and holy fuck are you not ready for this. You're done, you really are, but she keeps you going, keeps pounding away at your ass and letting you feel the rawness behind her thrusts, your cock still rock hard amid it all as she pushes you past your limits, all in the name of getting her sweet vengeance. A vengeance that draws closer and closer with every lap of your tongue along the bed and every remark.
"Cum for me. Cum, and show me why you're the divine dragon's buttslut fucktoy." Hearing Tiki swearing like this is such a trip, but it's a trip you're all too happy to go on as you're driven over the edge by her rabid thrusts, pushed to a point of brutal delight as you howl. The orgasmic noises are familiar enough to Tiki that she's quick to pull your head back so she can hear every vivid, crystal clear second of your moans as you lose yourself, your cock erupting again and leaving a sticky mess all over the bed. The toy slowly withdraws from you as you're left slumped with your ass up high in the air for a moment, not sure what comes next.
If Tiki's done with you now, it would be mercy, but you know she's not in any mood for that. She rolls you onto your back, sticking your legs up high in the air as you're greeted with your phone, the camera trained on you as she smiles. 'You want to take pictures of me after you fuck me? Well then I'm going to record a video of you admitting you're my bitch with a big cock up your ass." She doesn't even give you some time to process the idea before she slams back into your ass again, making you moan and gasp as the recording captures your lewd expression at the delight of once more being filled up with the fake dick.
She guides the camera down toward your cock, which flops about, rock hard and aching. "Look at this big cock, completely wasted on such a submissive bitch. It's good for fucking me, but actually dominating me? That's the stuff of fantasy, and it's such a shame. Imagine if it was smaller; I could make fun of you for it, but I guess it's got its purposes here." She guides it back up to you. "But the expression on your face right now... I can promise you that you look like more of a fuck hungry slut now than I did after you fucked me all those times. And you just had one round of this big dick up your ass. Think you can really handle all I have in store for you?"
You whine, twisting on the bed as you try not to stare directly in the camera, but it's futile. Your eyes lock on to it as you feel the big strap-on hammering away at you senselessly. "I'm just--I can't--it's not my fault that the pleasure is so..." You trail off into a moan, your cock throbbing and dripping pre onto your stomach as you're taken, and it's all to your absolute delight no matter what you try to say.
"Yes it is," she growls, leaning in closer. "Admit it. Admit it right now, on video. Admit what you are, or I'm going to take this strap-on out of your ass and I'm going to let you lie there and wish I was fucking you to orgasm." The camera only captures your expression as it twists in dismay and worry, but not the fire behind her eyes, the way she's moving with such scathing, serious cruelty that you believe the threat. It seems a vital part to not having what she's demanding of you look so bad, but then, is there any way to 'look good' when the matter is what you will and won't admit for the sake of having Tiki peg you?
"I'm your bitch," you groan, wincing and biting your lip. "I'm your anal loving bitch who loves getting fucked in the ass by your strap-on. It's the same size as my cock, b-but you use it better, and I"m the hungrier, needier slut who craves getting fucked!" You tell it all for the camera, confessing your vulgar needs and not for a moment shirking away from the truth as all the frustrations seize you from within. There's no way to deny it now, no way to ignore the pleasure that overwhelms you from within and leaves you floored. You're ready to give in to it all now, to admit what Tiki is making you feel, even for the camera, even if you don't know why she's recording this and making you demand it so much, but hoping this is all just the escalation of your back and forth submission.
Admitting it feels good though. Saying it out loud. Saying it to the camera, specifically. You aren't even that far removed from the last time you came, but already you feel yourself losing control, worn down, tired, unable to hold back as Tiki and her boundless energy certainly seem incapable of taking anything slow. She's fucking you raw, and fortunately that's your favorite way to be fucked, and in embarrassingly short time you lose control all over again, gasping in surprise as you hit your peak and your cock erupts in sudden gushes of thick, hot spunk all over your stomach, your moans embarrassing in their vigor and their need as you scream her name. You cum like a bitch. You feel like a bitch. There's no way you're anything but, and the desperation is clear in everything about your reaction to once more getting fucked to orgasm.
You expect more, expect Tiki to try to pull your lower body up and fold you in half so you blow your next load all over your face, or maybe to make you suck her strap-on off before she takes you again. But instead, she pulls out, and with a happy sigh collapses on the bed beside you, still wearing the harness and the phallus, but for a moment, everything becomes soft and quiet again. She puts the phone into sleep mode and sets it off on the bedside table as she snuggles up against you. "Did you enjoy yourself?" she asks with a sweetly tender tone.
"I loved it," you say, leaning in to peck at her cheek, not caring if it's got your cum on it. Not after you did all that licking.
"I'm glad. Thank you for being such a good sport; I know some people wouldn't be so receptive to letting their girlfriend take a fake cock and fuck them so hard, but you let me indulge. You really are something special." With Tiki nuzzling up against you, there's a new kind of pride to follow. Tiki is a powerful woman. The voice of Naga. An incredibly special woman who on top of her incredible life and her draconic powers is also the most wonderful woman you've ever met, and to be her lover is an honour. To feel her close and warm, cuddled up against you in the afterglow and just wanting to pepper you with affection. To know that she thinks you're the one who's special.
You thank her. It's all you can think to do, which earns a sweet smile and a soft laugh as she remains close to you. ""I love you," Tiki adds, kissing your cheek, fingers trailing along your bare midsection with idle circles.
"I love you too," you say, closing your eyes and sinking low into comfort and security, which makes it all the more surprising when you feel fingers shove their way into your mouth. Fingers covered with your own cum, as Tiki quickly scoops up some of the spunk off your stomach and force feeds it to you. Your eyes open wide, and you see wickedness spread back across her face again.
"And it's because I love you that I need to make sure you understand my point," she says, and effortlessly pulls you up off of the bed. You have no idea what's going on as your feet clumsily hit the ground and she drags you by the wrist toward the doors that lead to the balcony of the small resort house you're staying in. The late summer sun is still out at this hour, the two of you having retired early so you could get in the lovemaking time, and there's still people on the beach as the two of you strut out very, very naked. Some of the people are your friends and companions, which sends your chest sinking low in panic and a spiral of worry.
Tiki bends you over the railing of the balcony and proudly announces, "Behold, the fucktoy bitch of the divine dragon!" as loudly as she can. It gets all eyes snapping very suddenly toward you as the people all over the beach turn their gaze in the direction of the sound just in time to catch Tiki burying her strap-on into your ass again.
You can't believe this. Your head spins in panic as you're fucked out in public, in front of a beach full of people. Some strangers, some very much not strangers, all watching as you get pegged over the railing. And the worst part is, all you can do is moan. Moan to the people watching. Moan to the world. Tiki has very suddenly decided to proudly announce your submission to everyone she can, and all you can think to do as she fucks you in public is to moan as loudly as you can.
But not so loudly that you miss the rough whisper that she looses into your ear. "My payback is only just beginning," she threatens.
Alfonse and Sharena part 1
The entire beach is watching you get fucked now. That's just something you can't really get past right now, as your eyes look out over the crowd and see that there isn't a single person out there who isn't looking right your way. After Tiki's bold proclamation, how could anyone not; she had called you 'the fucktoy bitch of the divine dragon', and that's a head turner if there ever was one. And now, with all eyes directly on you as you're bent over the balcony and pounded into by Tiki's strap-on, they're in for a show.
"I always win," Tiki snarled, her hips pounding forward, smacking noisily against your ass as she shoves her fat strap-on deep into it. "You understand that, don't you? You should just accept being my bitch already; it would make this much easier on you." Tiki's vengeful thrusts are only getting harsher. "But this time, I'm not going to let you get anything over on me; the games are over now, my dear summoner, and you are never going to be anything but my slut ever again."
"I'm sorry," is all you can say in response to this. "But please, can we go back inside?" As you're shoved forward, your cock pushes through an open space in the balcony fence, your cock exposed and emphasized as it twitches in excitement, and you can tell eyes are going to it. "We can do anything, just--please, Tiki, not here."
"Nngh, why? Are you embarrassed because everyone's watching you getting pounded like a slut?" Tiki snarled, grabbing you by the hair and pulling you back, making you wince as she tugs extra hard. "Or are you embarrassed because you're turned on knowing that everyone is watching you getting fucked? I think that's it; a little slut like you must love having everyone know he's a slave to my strap-on. You dumb sissy bitch; you don't even know embarrassment yet."
There's something callous and threatening in those words, and whatever she's building up to has you deeply terrified of what's to come as you squirm in the heated midst of her greedy touch, unsure where this goes or what hell is about to crash down onto you, but you also don't know how to do anything about this as the hammering strap-on pounding its way into your ass keeps your body lit up with absolute bliss. There's some horrible kernel of truth to what she's saying, too; you're getting off on all these people watching. It's so wrong to say, but there's just no denying it. Something about this is hotter than you can bear.
It's when you mentally admit that to yourself that things take a turn for the disastrous, as Tiki boldly proclaims to the beach, "I see a lot of our 'friends' out here, watching me fuck the summoner some of you probably respected before you knew the truth. And to you I say that if you want to see up close how much of a slut he really is or pound his ass, feel free to come up to our room. Go on, you drooling slut!" Tiki slaps your ass harshly, makes you help in surprise before she tugs on your hair again, making sure to position your face so that you're looking out toward the shocked crowd. "Tell everyone how much you love having your ass fucked." She adds with a low, whispered snarl, "If you don't, I promise to keep you from cumming for the rest of the night."
This has taken a turn for the worst, and you know full well that there is no dignified ending for you now; out on the beach you can see your and Tiki's friends, all watching. In particular, your eyes fall onto Severa and Cynthia over off to the side, both staring in wide-eyed awe at you, and that is the kind of nightmare you're really not ready to face. You dated Severa at a time, ending on very rocky terms with her weird tsundere act no less fierce now that you're in that awkward post-relationship space, while her best friend Cynthia has always been the adorable girl you have lusted after in secret. Both of them are watching Tiki fuck you and listening to her vulgar, open bragging. It's something so twisted and wrong that you almost want to black out right there just so you have an excuse not to say anything, but there's no hope left to you now.
As if trying to prove that point, Tiki stops thrusting, keeping her thick strap-on halfway out of your ass as she grabs you by the throat. 'Tell them all right now," she demands. "You know better than to take me lightly about this, don't you?" There's a harshness in her voice deeper and crueler than you've ever heard before. It's something wicked, something over the edge; she's ready to give in to something more depraved and cruel than she's ever mustered before, escalating the situation far beyond everything else you and her have ever done before. She's fucking you in front of a whole bunch of people and declaring open season on your ass, but even with that laid out so clearly, there feels like something more, something wicked. Something twisted and awful that sends a shudder creeping up your spine.
But you agree. You have to. She's not fucking you, not letting you get off, and your cock is twitching in agonized frustration as you feel the sensations surging through you. There's so much happening to you that's just too intense to fight against, and you let it rule you, submitting to Tiki like you never have before. 'I love getting fucked!" you scream, your eyes lingering in particular on Severa and Cynthia as they stand there with blushing shock, watching you abandon all dignity and give in. It's all the worse that you feel yourself overwhelmed by a frustrated need to keep going, to disappoint them and everyone else a whole lot further. "She's right about everything. All of it, I swear, I'm--I'm her bitch!" You can't fight against it, can't deny what's aching through you. You need this hotter than you've needed anything else before and the shame churning your gut as you give in to this makes it all the better still.
As you give in to that charge, you lose yourself. The pleasure is just too much to hold back from, and you find yourself spinning out into madness, yelling as your cock gushes forward with another shot of messy cum, this one falling right down into the sand beneath, a clear, pearly white flood of sticky spunk to leave everyone vividly aware of what's happening. Your orgasm bared for all to see, the heat bubbling up in your chest as you lose control and find yourself unable to do absolutely anything about any of it. You feel the twin sensations churning around in side of you of excitement and embarrassment, shame throbbing strongly through every corner of your body, but not enough for you not to lose yourself to the bliss of giving in to it all. You feel it take you so hard and so quickly that you just can't help yourself, losing your bearings to the madness and welcoming the pleasure searing through you.
Tiki jerks you back harshly, sticking her hands under your legs and holding you upright, still impaled on her strap-on. "I've proven my point. Come and get him, man and woman alike!" she yells, and bounces you on her phallus a few times. The look of raw pleasure on your face is impossible to hide, and she carryfucks you briskly away, heading back inside with you still getting fucked. She dumps you onto the bed and leaves you there a panting, sore, exhausted mess. You fucked and fucked and fucked, and then Tiki turned things back around on you brutally, and you can feel the exhaustion take hold.
"Get ready for what's coming," Tiki says softly as blackness fades over your vision and the heaviness of your whole body makes you sink into the mattress. You're too tired and lazy to even crawl your way up onto the bed and set your head down properly on a pillow, but fortunately Tiki drags you up instead. "Good night, sweet slut," she says, and taps the head of her strap-on against your lips as a goodnight kiss.
You don't know for certain that she doesn't fuck your face with it while you were asleep, but the fact you're not woken up choking means you can at least rest in the comfortable hope she didn't.
Even if it's not a toy down your throat, penetration does wake you up regardless as you snap into awakeness, gasping in shock as your evening nap is interrupted in the deepest dark of the night, and oh what an interruption it is. You find yourself cuffed to the posts of your canopy bed, propped half upright as you gasp into reality in a panic. Bondage is one thing, but the vibrator shoved up your ass is quite another, making you groan as the low buzzing hits you, makes you ache, your cock already rock hard and oozing pre-cum in excitement.
But you're not alone. Not even alone in bondage. You see a cute maid in a frilly dress, ribbons, and stockings sitting on the other side of the bed, also handcuffed and propped up by pillows, with a vibrator dug in just like yours and a big, throbbing cock sticking up through the frilly dress. You're so tired it takes you a minute to realize the maid is Alfonse, which is perhaps the most potent way to throw you completely off guard as you wake up in a real panic.
"Good, the other bitch is finally awake," Tiki says, reaching forward to caress your cheek. "Good morning, slut. You were really tired during your nap. You were so tired that Sharena and I were able to get you all tied up and get that big toy up your tight butt before you bothered to stir a little. You really fucked yourself into exhaustion there, didn't you?"
"What's going on?" you ask, so hazy that your brain doesn't even feel like trying to puzzle together or comprehend what you're doing. This makes no sense as your tired eyes snap over to Tiki, to the sadistic smile on her face, and to Sharena beside her, looking so wicked and excited as she lingers there, biting her tongue and eyeing you hungrily. "Tiki, what are you doing? Why are Alfonse and Sharena here?"
"To fuck you, of course," Tiki sighed. "Gods, I know you're half asleep, but come on. You should be smarter than that. I told the whole beach that anyone who wanted a piece of your hot ass on this vacation could come and get some, and Sharena came to me immediately, telling me she wanted to see you and her slut of a brother fuck each other, and I love the sound of my little bitch taking a real cock in his hot mouth for a change."
Protests die in your throat as you try to think about how to argue against any of that and fail miserably to. Something just refuses to click as you struggle and squirm, tugging against your wrist bindings. Tiki responds by holding up the remote to your vibrator and dialing it up another notch, the buzzing getting firmer and making you yelp as some pre-cum outright spurts from your tip, a little warning of what's to come. Alfonse yells too, and your eyes snap over to him, dolled up like a cute girl, but with his cock drooling pre, making your mouth water a little before you tug your head back and shake it feverishly. "I'm not into guys," you say, almost too loud.
"Bullshit you aren't," Tiki snarls, climbing onto the bed and into your lap. She straddles your thighs and tugs your hair, making you look her in the eyes before coming in real close to your ear. "I've gone through your texts," she whispers so lowly that it's almost inaudible, but the searing panic that rises up is intense, fervid, making you thrash and struggle as Tiki laughs excitedly. "I always wondered if you liked getting your ass fucked a little too much, and now I know how much of a faggot you really are. You don't like my strap-on, you just like dick."
"How did you--" you start to say. It's the only response you can muster up, but even that trails off as you realize just how stupid a question it is,
"And so does my sissy little brother," Sharena moans, grabbing hold of Alfonse's cock and jerking it off, making him groan and purr in excitement. "I found bent over a picture of you, summoner. With a dildo in his ass, jerking off as hard as he could. He's wanted you to fuck his mouth since he first met you, and he couldn't stop moaning your name while he touched his cock. It's such a shame that his cock is so big considering he's just a bottom bitch."
Alfonse offers up nothing but moans as he's teased and touched by his sister, and the chaos spinning around is so potent and confusing you almost don't pay much mind to the fact that the two are siblings, that it sets an air of utter depravity over this whole thing; you're much too busy trying to mentally deal with the fact that Tiki has been digging around in your phone, and everything that means. It casts a dark, worrisome shadow over everything Tiki's done today, as you're left wondering if she knew about it from the beginning and it has informed her entire plan from the beginning.
Tiki kisses you, making out with you harshly as one hand remains tight in your hair and the other fumbles with the remote control she's laid down on the bed. She dials it up even more, making you yell into the kiss as the vibrator hits you harder. You're helpless against what she has in mind from you, needy and writhing in agony against the frustrations bubbling up out of control through you, making you ache and buck forward. It's too much to handle, a sudden throb of sensations coursing through you so quickly you don't know what to make of it, and Tiki knows it. She exploits it, shoving her slick pussy right up against the underside of your cock and starting to rock up and down, grinding against your cock.
"I can explain," you say, strained and groaning as the assault hits you, sensations driving you wild. You really can't, though; there's no easy explanation for what she's found, no way to justify any of it, and Tiki seems acutely aware of that, but in place of anger or heartache, she's taken up the wicked joy of playing with you through the heat and making sure you suffer. Instead of lashing out, she seems ready to give you what you 'want'.
"Mm, no need to," Tiki moans, pulling back from your kiss as she slips into position at your side, grabbing hold of your cock and jerking it feverishly, making you gasp as her hand still tight in your hair makes sure to point you right toward Alfonse and Sharena. Sharena has her brother's cock between her feet, sitting off to the side from his lap and jerking his cock off, and you have trouble keeping your eyes off of it as it pokes up so proud and big through the dress he's been shoved into. "We dressed him up just for you. Dolled him up in a frilly dress and thigh-highs like a little bitch for you to fuck. But something tells me you're going to like getting pounded like a faggot instead, aren't you?"
"It's not what you think it is," you insist, twisting in frustration as she jerks you faster. She nudges the vibrator remote with her arm and makes it buzz even harder, and you yell in surprise as it reaches full speed, vibrating through your ass with an almost too harsh intensity to bear. "Tiki, please, listen to me, it's not--"
"It is, and stop lying about it. You've been flirting and sexting with other guys all this time, acting like a coy little slut all this time." She twists her grip in your hair a bit, making you wince. "I read all your conversations, slut. You telling Inigo that you wanted him to dance on your cock slowly and gracefully. Telling him that every time you see him dance and watch his hips roll, you fantasize about him fucking your mouth like only a dancer can." Tiki jerks you off faster as she says it. "You really want to tell me you don't love dick when you're saying things like that, slut? Admit it."
"I'm not--it's just--Tiki, there isn't a--" You can't find the words to lay out a sentence properly, to explain that what you did was just curiosity and messing around, you promise. You swear it. That you're not into guys. It's something that you really can't say while staring at Alfonse's cock as it remains between his sister's feet, drawing in your attention. You notice that Alfonse is staring at you, too, particularly at your aching cock as you're jerked off by Tiki and victimized by the vibrator. There's so much happening to you all at once and it's impossible to know how to deal with all of it, confusion raging hotly inside of you as you're swept up by the tides of insanity and frustration. Everything Tiki does is meant to draw you in deeper and drive you mad, and that madness takes such easy root inside of you it's almost infuriating.
"There isn't a what? A good reason to pretend you don't want guys to fuck you? I can't agree more, my dear summoner." Tiki nibbles at your collarbone a bit more. "You weren't just sending messages to boys about it, either. I saw your conversations with Nina, where she talked about how hot she thinks it is for guys to fuck each other for her amusement, where you said you'd let guys spitroast you while you fucked her pussy. Even had her pretend to be a boy and exchange some dirty chats. I know about all of it."
"It's not--she was into it, and I was single, and wanted to get her to... Come on, Tiki, please!" You're too frustrated for words as she keeps up the attention, jerking you off faster and faster still. You're going to cum, but you don't want it to be like this. Not anywhere near like this.
"Would you have done it?" she asks. "Would you have let men fuck your ass and your mouth while you got Nina's pussy? I want to know. Answer me, bitch." She tugs your hair harshly, knowing exactly how to make you speak, how to make you scream. "One message sticks out to me. 'Gods, you're such a fucking slut, you know that, right?' That's true, isn't it?"
"Yes!" you confess, desperate, frustrated. The pain gets you, as does the throbbing confusion of this entire situation; you are in way over your head here and all you want is for some shred of decency to shine through, but it's all for naught; there is nothing decent about how you're being fucked and what Tiki wants from you. 'I would have! I fantasized about it, I-I even jerked off to the thought of it. Of a bi foursome, of having sex with guys and girls at once. It's what started me down this line in the first place! I just pretended so I could flirt with Nina, because she's obsessed with guys fucking, but the more I thought about it, th-the more that it started to sound good."
"It's okay, let it all out. Admit you're a bisexual slut and I'll make this easy on you." Tiki coos in excitement, stroking you faster and harder still.
"No, it's not like that. It was just fantasy. Something hot to get off to, but I'm not--I don't like guys, I swear!" You keep going, yelling now as you stubbornly make your case against it, even though it's such a narrow, thin case that you can feel the shame throbbing hotter.
"Such a stubborn brat," Tiki sighs. "But it's okay, you're going to let it all out here. I won't even touch on the filth you sent Corrin, but tonight is all based on those conversations you had with Forrest. You remember those, don't you? When you told him that seeing a dirty little cross-dressing slut fills you with a desire to fuck him like the bitch he dresses as? That's why we dolled up Alfonse for you. You'll get to fuck this dolled up little faggot as hard as you want, and we'll see if you can really hold back from letting him fuck you too."
You groan and snarl, but as you try to think about how to handle any of this, Alfonse lets out yells of excitement, his body tense, head rolled back, cock twitching and aching. It's big. Big, frustrated, and as it explodes all over his sister's feet you find yourself so dazed and deep the depravity that you can't for a second hold back anything. It all comes crashing down for you, making you yell and buck forward as you lose yourself. Your cock erupts all over Tiki's hand, covering it in cum just like he's covered Sharena's feet, and you can feel the dignity and high ground start to almost sink out of you as Tiki laughs in your ear.
"You're pathetic," she says, bringing her cum-smeared hand up to your mouth and shoving fingers into your mouth, which doesn't put up half a second of fight as you accept your fate and suck on the fingers, slurping your own salty spunk off of them. There's no struggle in you now as you pant in frustration and over-sensitivity, the vibrator still buried up your ass and giving you lingering, too-good sensations. "Are you ready to admit now that you want to fuck Alfonse's cute little mouth? Come on, be the faggot you were ready to be to impress Nina. You didn't end up dating her, but you're dating me now, aren't you?"
All you can respond with is ragged, muffled moans as you feel the tension take you, as you feel yourself so deep into this madness now that you're without a hope for controlling yourself. It's all so heavy upon you, so cumbersome; lust feels like an anchor pulling you deep into a shame you're going to drown in if you can't get out of this. And yet as she shoves her fingers into your mouth, you suck obediently, giving her exactly what she wants as you clean your own mess up. Submission to Tiki is just ingrained in you now, something you do because you're told to do it, and that is a dangerous kind of instinct to be deep into when you're dealing with someone as prone to wickedness as Tiki has proven herself to be. The divine dragon's kindness seems to vanish when your dick is out.
You watch as Sharena shoves her foot into Alfonse's face in turn, and he obediently cleans her up too, submitting to her in a way that says that she's been dominating her big brother for some time already, that this is already how she is. It's frustrating to watch; he's looking back at you, and you see some shame in his eyes too, but also a bit more uncaged want, like the shame isn't enough to keep him from admitting that if he's already stuffed into this dress for you to fuck him in, he may as well go for it. The look sends shivers up your spine, panic setting in raw and refusing to quit as you try and fail to deal with everything aching through you.
"Look at that obedient mouth go," Tiki moans into your ear. "He's licking his own sister's foot; imagine what he can do to your cock. Getting his hot lips around it and sucking you down... I bet his tight little twink throat would feel so good, and it's not like you're going to feel my throat again. If I let you go, you'd probably run over there and start facefucking him, keeping him tied up and helpless as you used his tight little body every which way. And it would be so hot to watch." Tiki is fanning the flames, and you know that's all she's trying to do, know that it would never be that easy, but the temptation is a lot to handle; you ache and shudder against her touch as she makes sure you are suffering thoroughly at all times, that you don't have a moment of sanity or sensibility through this heat. She's trying to make you want him, and it's frustrating to know that she's not entirely failing at that task.
Sharena pulls back from her brother and looks toward Tiki. "Can we switch now?" she asks with a smile, licking her lips as she eyes you up and down. There's something devious in her eyes, something twisted and perhaps almost worst than Tiki.
"I would love to," Tiki moans, reaching for your bindings and undoing them eagerly. "Before I watch you descend into all your gay little dreams, I'm going to let Sharena pound your ass for a little while. Sound good?" You don't offer up any response at first, until Tiki slaps you and repeats herself, at which case you nod in understanding. You're helpless here.
She undoes your bindings and shoves you into the middle of the bed, Sharena doing the same thing to Alfonse, leaving the two of you down on all fours and looking at each other, uncomfortable and frustrated. You're both being pushed into it, but the things bubbling up inside of you don't make this quite as much against your will as you'd like it to be, as you feel comfortable with it being. There's something unsettling about this all, something that you're left bubbling up in frustration over as you try to handle it all. The more you try to feel your way through it the less confident you feel, and your fingers tighten against the bedding if only to keep you from grabbing hold of his head and pulling him in. For a kiss? For a facefuck? You really don't know; just in.
The girls circle around you like carrion birds, eyeing you as the prey you are. Tiki slips off of the bed for a moment to grab the strap-ons and tosses Sharena one as the blonde gets behind you, and you feel the phallus smacking against your ass for a second before she gets it on and then spreads your cheeks out wide. 'Such a cute little butt," she moans. "I can't wait to watch my brother pound this slutty hole." She slaps your ass, makes you yelp in surprise as she pulls the vibrator slowly out of you and replaces it with the head of her strap-on, perched and ready to shove forward. "Are you excited, summoner? You get to have a princess and a prince fuck your ass tonight." You don't answer her, and she responds with a kind of harshness that you could have never expected out of the sweet princess, as she tugs harshly on your head and pulls your hair even harder than Tiki. "Beg for my strap-on, faggot!"
"Fuck me, please!" you yell, too tired to fight, too tired to even feign dignity anymore. You're just too worn down to have it in you anymore. Everything is surging up so cruelly that you just can't take it anymore; whatever she asks, you give her, and nothing seems to be able to stop you from letting it all out; lust is getting the better of you again, and you can't help yourself now. Surrender just feels too good for you to help yourself any more.
Sharena keeps her grip on your hair tight as she slams her way forward brutally, making you yell in surprise as she claims you, as she shoves her strap-on into your ass. You've had the vibrator up there already so it's not a horrible fit, but there's still a tightness to it that's impossible to deny, as she shoves something much thicker into you. It's a thickness you're familiar with, at least, as she tugs your head back and makes you look straight in the eyes of her brother as your girlfriend claims his ass in turn. He's got a look of excitement on his blushing face, his hair nicely done up with bows and a guilty smile broad across his lips. There's something so desperate about the way he's looking at you, like Sharena stoked his need and temptation just as hard as Tiki did yours.
"Look at these pathetic little faggots, getting fucked by strap-ons and moaning so loudly," Tiki says through her harsh grunting. She doesn't slow down her harshness as she fucks Alfonse. "We talk about who's going to fuck who, Sharena, but let's be real; they're both needy sluts who love having their asses get fucked, aren't they?"
"They are. And your bitch is just as submissive a bottom slut as my brother is. It's amazing; we got Alfonse in a dress to make him more appealing, but I bet he's going to make the summoner choke on his cock. And you'd like that wouldn't you, sissy? If my brother put his balls into your mouth, you'd suck them, right?" Sharena pulls on your hair, and you yelp in pain, her inexperienced and completely undisciplined hand doing things to you without any of the finer control Tiki shows. She's an even bigger monster than your girlfriend, and she can turn into a giant dragon and bite peoples' heads off.
But your cock aches through it all. The entire time this insane, heady rush of pain, confusion, and mockery is getting you off. Every time they call you a faggot or a sissy or anything at all, your dick aches in excitement, the humiliation rushing through you like an addictive drug, and there's so little about this that's easy to understand or power through, but you almost can't think about those anymore as you just give in to the madness as utterly as you can. There's something so rewarding about it, too, as you give in to something so depraved and ridiculous it's almost too much to handle; being shared with Alfonse as you and Tiki swap in this unconventional way is so bizarrely enticing, and you really can't hold back the moans that rise up hotly, especially as you get to watch Tiki at work.
You've always been on the receiving end of her strap-on, and never been able to appreciate how dominant she looks fucking some needy bitch down on all fours, the way she comes down harshly on Alfonse, how her hand moves with such grace in bearing down onto his ass and making the cross-dressing boy yell out in ecstasy as she fucks him. It's bliss, and now you know not only how it feels, but how it looks. It's a strange thing to fixate on as you get off on watching her fuck a guy, but there's so much about this situation that's so much worse.
Like when Sharena yells, "We should make them kiss as they cum!" and shoves your face forward. "Pucker up, slut, you're going to make out with my brother and show him how much you want his dick."
It's no surprise that you have precisely zero chance to stand up for yourself as Tiki pushes Alfonse forward in turn, forcing his lips against yours, and while the two of you are fucked with strap-ons you find yourselves unable to do anything but kiss. To kiss hard and hot and just generally lose yourself completely. You've been lying a fair bit to Tiki, and maybe to yourself a little, about the steamy conversations you've been having, and all those lies begin to melt away as you kiss Alfonse, grabbing the back of his head and pulling him in tighter. You've never kissed a guy before, but as you give yourself up to it all it just feels right enough for you not to care, embracing the insanity of this whole mad situation with a fervor that feels almost too much to be real.
But as you kiss Alfonse it almost feels right; if this whole situation weren't so drenched in chaos and frustration you may have a chance to actually have some introspection and insight in what you feel, but there's no time for any of that now as you're pushed into raw depravity without a moment to think about it. It all just happens so quickly and so hotly that you don't for a moment hold anything back, your orgasm rushing through you and sending you spinning out into madness as you cum. It's so sudden and exciting, driving you mad with the heated throb of a delightful orgasm that has been built up by all of this insanity into something so much worse. You give in to it, having no other choice in the matter, and welcome the mess you make on the bed as your cock erupts; you're too busy kissing Alfonse to have any sanity left in you to fight it.
The girls bury their strap-ons to the hilt in the two of you and keep you kissing one another a moment longer, and when Sharena decides you've kissed her brother enough she responds by tugging on your hair. "Are you ready to admit it now? That you want to fuck my brother? Say it, faggot."
"I want to fuck your brother," you confess, shuddering as you look at Alfonse. Tiki pulls him upright, and from out of his dress stands his aching cock, which has left cum on the dangling frills of his maid outfit. "You were right, Tiki. A-about everything."
"Of course I was." Tiki reaches around to slap your face. "I'm right about everything. It's why you're my bitch." She pulls out of Alfonse and Sharena in turn pulls out of you, leaving the two of you with some space in the aftermath of the kiss you shared with him and the confessions that followed; your eyes fall onto Alfonse, frustrated, fervid, not knowing what to do, except for throwing yourself forward and grabbing the back of his head as, after all the embarrassment and humiliation, the only thing that you can truly feel raging up inside of you is a need to dominate.
Your day has gone from strange to stranger, and the fact you're now grabbing at Alfonse's all ribboned up hair is only making those strange things reach new heights of awful and depraved, an intensity unlike anything you could have been ready for overtaking you as you grab hold of him. He's a bit dizzy from getting his ass reamed by Tiki's strap-on, and you're a bit out of it yourself after getting fucked by Sharena, but there isn't any time to waste. You need this too much to hold back now, having been pounded by Tiki and by Sharena, publicly humiliated and having your dirty laundry aired by your girlfriend digging in through your texts to expose your dark secrets.
"Get down there and suck my cock, f-faggot," you snarl, pushing the still breathless and somewhat weak Alfonse down. You need to dominate him, need to take the only thing you can out of this whole mess and fuck him into raw, brutal submission. He's all dolled up for you, all ready to get fucked, and with the fires fed by the cruel domination from your girlfriend and his sister, you're at your breaking point, snapping and going for broke as you take to showing off something harsh, cruel and completely out of control. "You're dressed up like a bitch, so why don't you open your mouth and show me how much of one you are?"
"Ooh, he's getting all worked up," Sharena teases, her voice making you tighten, egging you on further as you grip Alfonse's head tighter. She's mocking you, and you feel powerless to do anything to stop it, or even really to bring some shred of sanity to this all. You just have to roll with it all, even if it's all so completely out of control and unreasonable. This insanity feeling of surging, intense frustration is leaving you a wreck desperate to prove your domination and your power even in the face of burning mockery from the girl who just pegged you raw.
Alfonse whines, but he doesn't fight against it, opening his mouth for you as you slam your cock with one brutal stroke into it, groaning as you hold onto him firmly. "I've never fucked a sissy before. You're going to be my first boy, but you're so much like a girl I don't know if it will even count." These words are just coming up now, aggressive and awful things spilling from your lips, lacking any sort of real conviction or fervor as you speak mostly just to placate Tiki and Sharena as they watch you. You feel so embarrassed by everything that's happened, caught off guard by her revelation of knowing your secrets and of the way you've been spoken to through this whole experience that you just have to roll with it and brutalize Alfonse as hard as you can.
Deep thrusts guide your cock back and forth as you fuck his face, sinking down into his throat with deep, vulgar ease. It's all about getting what you want now, and nothing can bring you the kind of pleasure a harsh approach to taking all your anger out on Alfonse can. You've spent so long aching for control again, after Tiki threw you for a loop, fucked you again and then, pulled you onto the balcony to announce open season on your ass while she pegged you in front of a crowded beach, then lured into this twisted set-up so Sharena could dominate you and tease you about wanting to fuck her brother. There's so much to deal with here and you respond only with ferocity.
You grip Alfonse's head tightly on both sides, slamming your cock down his throat and making him choke. He stares up at you, shivering and whining as you facefuck him, and you can tell that you're the first guy to ever do this, but that you're not the first person to ever do this. At least, you think so; you're going to roll with it anyway. "Oh? Has your sister's strap-on trained your sissy throat to prepare you for being a slutty cocksucker? I bet you must love getting fucked by your sister, but once you feel a hot cock up your ass you'll never want to settle for plastic again. You're going to be hooked on my cock, and keep begging me to pound you raw."
Both girls laugh at your attempt to be bold and talk dirty, and given both of them have fucked you with strap-ons and made you confess your secret love for cock, it's hard to hold that against them, but resentment nonetheless wells up inside of you as you continue to fuck Alfonse's mouth and just let yourself get carried away. Harsh, broad strokes guide your cock into his mouth and down his throat with as much steadiness as you can must in the heat and haze of this insane night that still hasn't ended yet, but that doesn't count for very much steadiness at all. You're erratic, hips bucking as the only thing properly fueling your harsh forward advance is a need to reassert yourself after everything that's happened.
And maybe it doesn't make up for getting pegged on a balcony while Tiki announces to everyone, including your ex, that your ass is open for business, but listening to Alfonse gagging on your cock is still something. You're able to hold on tight and pound his cute face as hard as you can, and the way he's choking on your dick, drool dripping down his chin as you subject him to the most thorough oral ravishing you can muster, is at least a silver lining in the hell of everything else happening today. It's not enough by any stretch of the imagination, but it's still a whole hell of a lot more than you had when you were mewling while Sharena shoved a strap-on up your ass and called you a faggot for wanting to fuck her brother.
Who now you are, fittingly enough, fucking. "Are you sure you'll ever want my mouth again now that you know what you're really like?" Tiki teased. "Let's see if once Alfonse is pounding your ass you don't fall for exactly what you're threatening."
You want to say it's not going to happen. You want to say you're going to fuck Alfonse right on top of Tiki, then once you've creampied his tight ass move on to pounding Sharena on top of her face and having Tiki suck the cum out of her pussy while you shove her full of every vibrator she has and strap her to the bed. You want vengeance, you want fire, you want brutality, but the words don't quite find their way to your lips, lacking in a conviction and a feeling of power you need to rebuild as you fuck Alfonse. Maybe if you pound him into submission you can regain some of the spark you had when you fucked Tiki at the start of this hellish, hellish night.
He takes your cock well, clearly with plenty of practice in handling something shoved down his throat given Sharena's wicked streak, and you take advantage of that, fucking Alfonse's face until you're ready to blow. "Drink my cum down, get a good taste for it, cocksucker," you growl, pulling out of his mouth and smacking him across the cheek with your slick cock. His mouth opens in acceptance, and you jerk yourself off to completion right then and there, blowing your load into Alfonse's mouth and watching his eyes ache hungrily up at you as he takes it. You're in control now, and this circumstance is enough to help you ease into the twisted insanity of fucking another guy and admitting your own desires to yourself. It's a lot easier this way.
He swallows your cum down obediently, opening his mouth and panting heavily as he shows off that he's gulped every drop of it. "Thank you," Alfonse moans, biting his lip as he stared up at you, a bit hungrily and frustrated, and you respond by grabbing him by the hair, making him whine in delight. "I-I really liked it! You were right, Sharena fucks me all the time. Nngh, she loves to dominate me, and dresses me up like this so she can turn her little brother into a sissy cockslut. She's been training me so when finally another man fucked me she could watch me perform, and I--I love it!"
You could savour this moment, could tell him he did a good job and maybe even pull down there and kiss the guy who just helped you come to terms with a part of yourself. It may well be reasonable, sane part of this all that can help ground you back to reality and decency a little bit as you struggle with the swaying, throbbing chaos of everything you're getting into here. Instead of being sane or decent, you respond with brutality, harshly grabbing hold of Alfonse and shoving him down onto the bed. "Of course you liked it, you little cocksucker. You were made to be dressed up like a girl and fucked by a big cock." You slap his ass for good measure, relishing in the way he yells in surprise, and you get quickly into position as he obediently shifts down onto all fours.
Even you're having trouble buying your own wild overcompensation; it's not fooling anybody, and as you look over to the girls, Tiki is rolling her eyes out while Sharena has her phone out to snap pictures. You're screaming all this overcompensating, dominating nonsense for nothing but to placate your own frustrations, and even that isn't working out as well as you'd like. It's hard to do it after all you've been put through tonight, and you know you need to fuck him as hard as you can to try and redeem yourself in the thick of this nightmare. So you grab tight hold of Alfonse's hips and just shove wildly forward, seeking to get what you crave and to ignite all the pleasures and passions you've been so sorely without.
Alfonse lets out a needy cry as you penetrate his ass, his hips bucking as a nervous whine surges up from his lips. He doesn't hold back, even as he winces and aches from the suddenness of your cock shoving its way up his tight behind. "You're really big!" he whines as you claim him, his head rolling back and his inner walls clenching down around your cock. The prince of Askr takes you so happily into his ass that you don't need to fight any of this or even worry about him turning the tables on you, which is a welcome relief from the norm, and lets you really savour this without any worries about it coming back to bite you in the ass.
With that in mind, you respond with deep, harsh strokes, forcing your cock deep and harshly into Alfonse's tight ass, making him whine and twist excitedly on the bed as you subject him the worst you can muster. "I'm surprised your ass is so tight after how many times your sister fucked it," you snarl, grabbing his hair and tugging on it for good measure as you thrust deep and hard into him, making sure he's a whining, quivering mess unable to hold back the sounds rising hotly from his up, the raw excitement that takes him so quickly he's unable to hold back the moans bubbling up from within. It's exactly what you want to see, and you keep up the pressure to get more of it, hammering steadily into his ass and showing him the utmost of aggression you can muster, hips bucking in harsh and forward as you fuck another guy for the first time.
"Look at the little bottom bitch pretending he's in charge," Tiki teases, her own phone out now. "I'm going to send these to Nina, she'd love to see that he actually did it. And while I'm at it, maybe his ex, too. Severa would love to know what she's missing out on."
You try your best not to focus on the words. Tiki is trying to throw you off, trying to taunt you into pulling away and giving up your control and your domination, and whether it's to make fun of you for it or because there's some more sinister plan at work you don't trust it for a damn second. You hold back from doing it, focusing on the steady hammering of Alfonse's ass and nothing else; it's the only important thing you have to do now, as you feel a nice, warm hole around your cock for the first time in too long, and you want to savour it.
"Do you like that? Is getting fucked by a big, hard cock everything you thought it would be?" You don't show any mercy to Alfonse now. You can't. He needs to learn, and needs to be fucked into creamy, aching submission, your hips pounding away at him so hard that he's sure to learn his place and understand from now on where he belongs. He doesn't deserve this, really, but it's kill or be killed right now, and if you can't take all of your aggressions out on Tiki then goddamn you're going to take them out somewhere, no matter who needs to burn for it. You've been through too much to hold back now.
"Nngh, yes!" Alfonse cries out, needy and desperate, pressing back against your hard thrusts, relishing so much in the hard fucking you're giving him that you don't feel too bad about venting all over his tight ass. "Please, fuck me harder, this is everything I wanted it to be and more! It's so much better than a strap-on, and I can't wait for you to cum inside of me." All dressed up and primed for the moment, Alfonse seems like he's genuinely been waiting for this, waiting to be fucked for the first time and indulge in what his sister has been cultivating inside of him, and with that in mind you're all too happy to go all out on him and really get to ravaging his body. It's an intense feeling, surging delights bubbling up inside of you as you take it to Alfonse with brutal, unquestioning speed, showing him something ferocious and more intense and untamable than you could ever hope to muster.
Faster you pound into him, fucking the prince of Askr with such intensity it's almost making your own head spin. You focus on him, entirely on Alfonse and not at the girls recording and teasing you off to the side. You're trying to prove a point and delivery a message, but it has to be a pure message, and looking over for validation at them every couple seconds isn't going to help you at all on that front, so you keep up[ the pressure and take it to him as hard as you can; the mess you leave him will speak for itself.
Every hot, desperate whine that Alfonse makes is another push in the right direction for you, another indicator of you being on the right track and absolutely, almost vindictively poised to ruin him. "Beg for my cum," you growl, exerting as much control as you can in the wake of the bubbling frustrations overwhelming you. "Fucking scream for me to creampie your ass you little sissy!" you yell again, louder this time, maybe loud enough to wake the floor, you don't care. This is about getting what you want now and nothing else, and the harsh, pounding sensations that make your heart hammer in your chest.
"I love your cock so much, please cum in me! Please give me that warmth. I'm ready to admit it, I love guys, and I love getting fucked by them, and I need it so bad!" His voice is twisting in a hot, high pitch, desperation getting the better of Alfonse, and he can't take it anymore. He blows his load, gasping and whining as his head rolls back and thick shots of cum leave his thighs sticky. The sudden clenching of his ass helps ensure you have nowhere to go but down as you bury yourself balls deep inside of him and blow your load. The startling lack of hesitation is almost too good to be true, as you cum inside of him without a care in the world, fully accepting now of everything dark and vulgar inside of you. It feels too good to be able to care about anything like that anymore as you just let the pleasure shudder through you and warm your aching body all over.
It's as you come down from the winding, throbbing heat of our orgasm that your night catches up with you. You fucked yourself ragged with Tiki, had Tiki fuck you a whole bunch, had her play with you some more, had Sharena peg you, and then fired off a round into Alfonse's mouth and then another into his ass. You're fucking spent. Adrenaline and frustration kept you from realizing it, but as you pull out of Alfonse's ass, you fall back, gasping for breath, worn down to the bone by everything you've done and by the creeping, frustrating sense that there's nothing left in the can. It's over for you, and you're left to hope you've proven your point.
"Oh, did the bottom bitch get tired?" The words are so quickly upon you you don't even have time to think about them. Tiki crawls over across the bed to grab hold of you. "Is my big, strong little faggot all worn out from pretending he's dominant?" She plans a kiss on your cheek. "Bad idea now, because I think you're about to be on the receiving end of something pretty nasty. Sharena?"
"Way ahead of you!" she perks up, and as you turn toward her she's straightening out her strap-on, pulling it on quickly again. "Get up, cockslut!" she shouts to Alfonse. "Your turn to top him, and I want to see you fuck him until he regrets every word he said to you. Nobody calls my little brother a faggot except for me and gets away with it!"
You're too dizzy to process most of what happens, but you're more than present enough to feel the sinking sensation in your stomach as they move and hound you, quickly pulling and tugging at you as everyone jockeys for position and dominance again, this time with you as the sole focus. The girls guide your tired, breathless body down onto all fours, Alfonse sitting nervously with your head pointed toward his lap. His dress is still up high, his cock standing out and standing proud. It's big. Big enough to make you bite your lip a bit as you stare at it, so close up against the cock that it twitches against your breath as you linger in frustration.
The strap-on presses against your back entrance, and you realize too late that you're about to be spitroasted by a prince and princess of Askr, and there's a lot to take in about that, but you're too busy taking in a lot in another sense to worry about it, as not only does Sharena penetrate your ass, but she grabs your head and shoves you right down onto Alfonse's cock before you can do anything to stop it. You're too tired and sore to do it now, the exhaustion catching up with you and leaving your body a prime target for the vicious turning around of everything you've been able to accomplish and achieve since grabbing Alfonse.
"Choke on that sissy cock," Sharena growls. "Gag on my brother and remember he's the one in a dress, and if you're about to get fucked by a sissy slut in a dress, what does that say about what you are?" Her hips hammer into you harder than before, driven by a desperate, harsh need to pound you into pure, aching submission that seems almost too violent to be true. Where is she getting all of this fire? It's startling, but not as startling as your first time getting fucked at both ends, and what an experience it is; so much so you almost forget you've never sucked a dick before until Alfonse is throbbing in your mouth. You reel back in surprise, or at least try to, but Sharena shoves you right back down.
You're doing it. You're actually, for real, sucking a cock. Not a strap-on, but a real penis. It's insane to think you're coming to this now, but you feel the aches bubbling so hot and confusing inside you that you can't really stop now, unable to believe this is all happening but in some ways happy it is, like there's a weight being lifted off of you even if it's promptly being replaced by another, heavier weight in the form of this renewed, fiery domination. You thought you were in the clear, that the brutality was over and that you could finally know peace, but the harshness they're impressing upon you screams to the truth of you not being anywhere close to free yet.
Alfonse doesn't do much as he sits there, watching in awe at the steady up and down motion of your head guided along his cock by his sister, who hammered fiercely into your ass, chiefly responsible for how hard you're getting it at both ends. It's a lot to handle even if he's not doing much to actively fuck you, and your head spins a bit out of control as the clumsy, overly aggressive domination wears you down, getting the better of you with each pass of her hips and each shove of her head down. You're settling into a rhythm, almost subconsciously easing down into the pace of how she's taking you and starting to balance it all, hips pressing back to meet the phallus she's pounding you with in the process.
You really don't want to start losing yourself to pleasure like this, given the circumstances, but you can't help it. Your cock is throbbing in excitement, and your mouth sucks down around the warm, twitching dick eagerly, so deep into the embrace of your secret and embarrassing hungers that there feels like ntohing left in you now but surrender and acceptance. You're ready to just roll with it, ready to give Sharena and Alfonse the satisfaction of your submission. Even Tiki, who remains right up beside you, watching you up close as you suck your first cock.
"You look so natural," she moans into your ear. "I can't wait to do this with you. I think I'll invite one of the boys you flirted with, have them come by and fuck your pretty little mouth while I claim your ass with my strap-on. You won't be able to get pegged without thinking about sucking dick again, will you? I can already see it in your eyes now. You really are a submissive little pest, just an uppity bitch who pretends he's big and dominant, only to break the second he gets put in his place. Why else would you send Corrin messages telling him you jerk off to the fantasy of worshiping his cock on a crowded beach for all to see? You're going to eat those words, and then a whole lot of cum too."
The tight, aching sense of despair and lust welling up inside of you leaves your already exhausted body shivering, as Tiki's vindictive remarks just feel so real and believable. She's done so much that you can't for a minute pretend they're empty threats or that you'll be safe from her wrath, not given the circumstances and everything else she's done already. They're strong, they're firm, and they are going to be your absolute undoing if you can't stop them, but everything about the way that you take Sharena's strap-on and Alfonse's cock speaks to an utter inability to stop any of this.
Alfonse is waking up now, easing into something as he rocks his hips upward into your mouth, groaning and getting into the act a little bit. "You're right, Sharena," he moans. "I shouldn't be the one getting fucked. Not when this little bitch had his ass fucked on the beach. I'm better than you, and I'm going to... To turn you into a drooling slut begging for my cum!" His voice sounds shaky, and he lacks the confidence to really go in harshly. You at least have experience when you pound Tiki into a gasping wreck before she turns the tables on you, but even as Sharena pulls her hand away and Alfonse takes over the motion to fuck your face, it seems clumsy and inexperienced. He must never be topping anybody, and that's almost cute, but it doesn't do you many favours.
With both royal siblings now in charge and aggressively taking it to you from both ends, you're left to ache in the middle, rocking back and forth between them and feeling the bubbling, frustrating pleasure of everything they're subjecting you to running its vulgar course. You're at the end of your rope here, so tired and worn down and yet so excited by all the pleasures coursing through you that everything is just leaving you dizzy. Spitroasted by royalty and simultaneously loving and hating every second of it is way too much for you to handle and you're burning up under the pressure of it all, a twisting mess unable to hold back the bubbling frustrations consuming you. It's so much all at once you don't even know where to begin handling any of it.
Short answer is, you don't. You don't get the chance to handle a single damn thing as they fuck you into creamy, aching submission once more, leaving you to twist in heated, writhing bliss until you lose yourself. Much like when you fucked Alfonse and he came first, Sharena's tireless pounding of your ass is too much to bear and you come undone, crying out in surprise and delight as an orgasm tears through you and your cock erupts all over your thighs, covering them in thick, sticky cum as you wonder how much your exhausted body has left to blow given how many times you've gotten off already.
But you don't get to think about any of that too much as the more pressing matters catch up to you, like Alfonse cumming in your mouth. It's not very surprising, as he groans and grunts his way through release so overbearingly it's almost a bit funny, but the effect is the same, and his cum floods into your mouth quickly, overwhelming you as you try to gulp it all down, surprised and shivering as the overpowering, salty flavour of his potent cum leaves your tongue reeling. You're going through so many firsts in such rapid succession here you can't keep track of them all and it's only helping them wear you down faster, your brain unable to keep up with just how many things you're feeling all at once here.
"Suck it again," Alfonse commands. "This time, I'm not fucking your face; you're going to worship my cock, faggot. Going to suck it all over and show me how much you love dick."
You whine in response, shivering in frustration at the idea, at being dominated by fucking Alfonse as he sits there in ribbons and dress. But fuck, you're thirsty right now, and your head spins so much you can't think clearly enough to care, so you don't even hesitate. You begin to lick his cock all over and don't hesitate for a second. You nod, grabbing hold of the base of his cock as you pull your head back a little and then lean back in again, planting kisses up and down his shaft. You whine, aching with a special kind of frustration that is bound to only flare hotter as you give in to more and more of this, but you're past the point of being able to fight it now, so full of need and desperation that you just accept what you're given and own up to it, relishing in your hungers and your frustrations.
Your tongue drags up and down along the cock, licking with broad strokes as you take all the practice you've had 'preparing' Tiki's strap-on and use it now in the task of giving Alfonse everything he wants and deserves. You're more than a little frustrated by all of this, wound up so tightly that you can't think straight as you just surrender completely to what's happening, accepting all of this mistreatment and cruelty as you shower his cock with oral praise, your tongue succumbing to temptation and to desperation in the process. You can't help yourself now; you just need it so bad that you welcome the depravity, welcome the frustration and the madness into you. It's too late now to fight any of it.
"Praise his cock, slut," Tiki growls, tugging on your hair a bit. You whine, pulled up to come eye level with Alfonse, staring him in the eye as you start to jerk his wet cock off rapidly. "Look the prince of Askr dead in the eye and tell him how much you love his dick like a good little cock addict should. Let him know everything and beg him to cum in your mouth again."
So much has been hammered down into you tonight that you just don't have any fight left. You succumb to the words, to the cruel demands surging up through you too hot to keep your thoughts straight through. There's just nothing left now, no fight left in you. The only fire raging within is one of pure, molten submission "Your cock is amazing," you gasp. "It's such a big, mouth-watering cock, and I want to suck it all over, want to be fucked by it every way I can be."
That seems to be enough for Tiki, who laughs as she shoves your head back down onto Alfonse's cock, forcing you down deep onto his cock. She lets go, but he's already in your throat by then and as you gag on Alfonse's dick once more you feel the overwhelming surrender refuse to let go of you. Your head begins to bob quickly along the shaft and you don't for a moment bother to fight it as you just start to obediently move back and forth, sucking the cock down and getting right to work, frustrated and weary, worn down to the point of pure surrender and unable to fight it any longer.
It's almost instinctual now, as your head bobs up and down the thick cock, your mouth slurping and sucking eagerly at work on Alfonse's dick. You just accept it, groaning and moaning around the shaft as you hear the girls teasing you, hear Alfonse groan. You're called a cocksucker by everyone in the room and even if you did have any fight left in you, it's hard to deny that sort of accusation now as you willingly and eagerly throat Alfonse's cock. You just do it, moving automatically along and giving him exactly what he wants and needs, unable to mount any kind of sensible defense to your good name as you do so. There's no point. You're done, giving in to something primal and powerful and so completely out of control you can hardly think straight anymore.
There's pictures being taken. Video too, probably. You don't care what happens now. You will in the morning. Oh, once Tiki starts threatening you with the pictures of you deepthroating Alfonse's cock like it's blackmail material you're going to be groveling to her, but right now? You're too tired to care. You're sore, you're exhausted, you're still somehow horny against all logic, and as you give in to your primal shames and just slobber all over Alfonse's dick, the exhaustion doesn't seem as intense as it is. Maybe it's a more spiritual weariness, maybe it was a moment of weakness capitalized on.
And as some ever so helpful voice in the back of your head chimes up, maybe you just wanted to get dominated again.
It's not an entirely impossible thought, even if you hate every second of it, and as you slurp and suck all over Alfonse's dick it's hard to argue that you're really, really into this. There's just so much happening here and you're powerless against all of it, your lust betraying you and giving your sucking an urgent, aggressive sense of need that isn't doing you any favours. You lose yourself in what you're doing, almost too deep into this for your own good as you suck on and suck hard, giving him what he wants and indulging the craving and insanity that feels utterly too much for you to handle. You're in over your head, but you can't stop now. You can't stop any of this, so engrossed by what you're doing that you don't even notice all the signs that Alfonse is going to cum until it's too late.
His cock throbs in your throat so powerfully it catches you by surprise and you don't have time to respond before he cums down your throat. It doesn't help that he's grabbing the back of your head, yelling, "Swallow my cum down and accept your role as my bitch!" as he blows his load. A load you take, unable to stop anything about what's happening as the overwhelming, dizzying rush of everything bearing down upon you leaves you a ragged, shivering mess completely blown away by everything that's been done to you. As you're pulled back from his cock you feel so out of it you don't even question his remarks, just offer a delirious, whining pleas that speaks to everything that's been done to you and which ignites the girls with excitement.
"Fuck me."
It's not proud, but it's delivered with conviction and firmness. You need this more than you can bear, and you're done pretending otherwise, a wriggling mess staring up at Alfonse, who smirks in delight as he pulls you up by the hair and then shoves you onto your back, climbing on top of you and grabbing hold of you. You whine as he does so, feeling his body pressing tight against you, feeling the pressure and the warmth and the crazed excitement of being pinned beneath another man and the reality of what you're actually about to do. It's so insane to think this is all really happening, and your head spins out of control as you welcome it, biting your lip and preparing yourself for the intense, sudden push forward, moaning in raw delight as you take your leap into something new and exciting.
Alfonse pushes into you, and he does so with a clumsy eagerness that has you gasping in delight. The thick, hot cock pushes into you so easily it feels almost wrong, and you twist on the bed a quivering mess, so needy and horny now that you don't even know what to say. The girls are cheering in excitement, hands grabbing at you and smacking Alfonse on the ass, demands to go faster and lavishing praise about you being a good slut. And you are. You are a good slut. You're ready to accept that now, moaning as your head rolls back against the bed and you relish in the excitement of being filled by the cock.
"It's so warm," you whine, staring up at him with such crazed delight that you don't even need to be told your face is all bright and hazy to know that you're in fucking deep. "Please, Alfonse." You don't need to beg him again, and you know now that you've spun so totally out of control that there's nothing left but surrender. You've once more fallen victim to your own lusts and to a raging, heated rush of hunger and need so great that you're now ready to give in to a guy in a dress, to admit it all and relish in just getting fucked.
Fortunately, your wish is granted, as Alfonse gives it to you as hard and as fast as he can, driven by all the seemings of a deep need to go all out on you and seize the moment as harshly as he can. It's almost a bit too much to bear as he takes to fucking you so quickly and impatiently, harsh thrusts hammering into you with such speed it makes you clutch at the bed in surprise. He's moving faster than you expected, his hips a bit clumsy in their motion, but speed and strength certainly aren't his problems and he takes it to your ass harder and harder by the second. "You're my bitch now. Say it." He pants heavily. "Admit you're my bitch right now in front of the girls, or I'm going to stop fucking you.
"I'm your bitch!" you say without a care. Pride is gone now. You're done with it; it's over, and you're on to better things than that. "I'm your bitch, Alfonse, I'm a needy little faggot slut who loves getting his ass fucked and I don't care who knows it!"
Tiki gasps and snarls in frustration. "You fucking got that on vi--"
"I have it," Sharena squealed in delight. "I'll send it to you after, this is so great. Go on, brother, keep fucking your new bitch, I'm so proud of you! You'll always be my sissy slut, but now you finally have someone underneath you in the food chain."
You thought having Tiki make a public claim over your ass was the worst this was going to get, but you have found yourself so dizzyingly, frustratingly wrong that it's almost funny. You're done for, a gasping wreck whining as you're pounded raw and shown no mercy or decency now. Everyone in the room has taken a turn with your ass now, but this time, with the warm, heated cock pounding away at you, it feels better than ever before, your cock flopping about and twitching as it stands so painfully hard it's almost beyond belief. You feel so tired and yet so ready to go, at least when you're being fucked instead of doing the fucking, and this is only getting harder to think through as the insanity bubbles up to its hot peak.
The closest you come to feeling embarrassment is the distinct, almost throbbing awareness you have of how hard you're moaning as you wind and writhe on the bed, a gasping wreck completely surrendering to everything being done to you without question. It's so sudden and so shameful as you let out the most submissively needy of noises in response to the big dick fucking you so hard; you're giving everyone exactly what they want to hear and you just can't stop. It feels so good! Alfonse is fucking your ass with a speed that leaves you wondering if you can even hold on to yourself any longer, and you're coming perilously close to not being able to think.
Your cock won't stop twitching as you're fucked, and you're not holding onto it, but you don't feel you have to, the pleasure of getting fucked so raw and powerful that you're doing fine without it. Your cheeks are flush, breath ragged, and you're certain the look on your face is one of pure need, so embarrassing and blatant it's almost obscene, and given the way Alfonse keeps staring down at you and smirking you're sure he's fucking you into a right mess. And what are you supposed to do to stop it? You're done for, a complete disaster, almost drooling as your legs rise up. You try to be sly about it, but everyone notices the way you lock your ankles around him, whining and whimpering as the laughter rises and you get called more degrading words again, but each cruel remark only makes your cock ache harder. There's something so depraved about the way that being humiliated turns you on, but you can't help it, and as your legs wrap tight around Alfonse's waist and every nonverbal cue you can offer is screaming for him to cum inside of you and just fucking destroy you, there's nothing that can possibly stop you in your path now.
You come apart at the seams, voice rising into a headed, impassioned plea. "Cum inside of me!" you scream, clutching Alfonse tightly, and he responds by pushing down into a hot, desperate kiss, one you meet without question. You haven't even been able to talk to him about anything through this all, least of which being Sharena's remark about finding him hunched over a picture of you jerking off. There's so much to think about here you really want to know if Alfonse has a crush on you but so much has happened you haven't been able to even approach it, and instead you just give in to everything happening and let the pleasure seize you, let the kiss speak for itself and for how you return his possible affections hotly.
You cum first, and you're so happy to do it nearly breaks you. Your cock erupts, leaving a mess of your stomach and of Alfonse's dress on the front as you blow the single biggest load you've blown all night. You don't know how, but you do. Your toes curl, your eyes nearly roll back, and there's drool leaking out as pure, submissive glee comes from getting off from having another guy fuck you. It feels so searingly, mind blowingly good you can't bear it as you just let go, and in short order Alfonse is joining you, cumming inside of your ass and letting you feel a warmth unlike any you've ever felt before. something primal and deeply, deeply satisfying.
Within seconds he's stopped, and you're both gasping for air, shivering as the exhaustion hits you both, this time striking you even harder than before. You're done. Finally, frustratingly done. And as Alfonse pulls out of you, he collapses down onto you again, and you both end up slumped together, panting and shivering, but holding onto each other softly.
"I can't believe he had it in him to fuck my man that hard," Tiki says, awestruck by what she saw. "I have to be honest, I figured Alfonse would end up on his back again like a little bitch."
"I knew he could do it," Sharena giggles, biting her lip. "He has it in him to pull through."
"Think they're too tired for us to roll them over and ride them? I'm feeling way too hot now."
"Yeah, they should probably rest. They look cute together." With that, Sharena pins Tiki down to the bed and snickers, "I can fuck you instead, if you'd like."
The noises of the two women suddenly going at it as the show ends fill the air, but as you and Alfonse wriggle your way up to the head of the bed, neither of you worry too much about it, just focusing on holding each other, smiling and snuggling, giving weak, gentle kisses.
"You were really good," you say, smiling brightly.
"You were too," he agrees. "I'm a little too tired to talk, but maybe in the morning we can.. Maybe if... Could we--"
"Yeah," you say, cutting him off as he lingers nervously in indecision. You're pretty sure he wants to ask about the two of you and about more, and you want that, but you also want sleep. Your feet fumble at some blankets to try and kick them up so you can cover the two of you, and finally you get it up high enough to pull it over you and the sleepy prince, snuggled up with him and ready to have that leg motion be the last bit of exertion you take after the longest night of your life. You're so tired that even Tiki moaning in excitement at getting pounded by Sharena can't keep you from it. You're sure you'll miss all the fun stuff, including when Tiki inevitably makes the princess submit to her, but after everything you've just done you need rest more than anything else in life.
Inigo and Azura
Having your girlfriend book your ass by appointment is bad enough, as Tiki brought you to a nice beach side cafe to talk to Azura and Inigo, two interested parties who wanted to take up her public offer. But then sticking you in a billowy white sundress with nothing underneath proved even worse than that, everyone staring at you as you cross-dressed your way down the beach and into the cafe, the air beneath your cock and balls feeling way too crisp and bare for your own good. But then, just to cap things off, Tiki had them 'test the merchandise', having them grope your ass and fondle your cock by sticking their hands up your dress right in plain view of everyone in the cafe before she finally agreed to book you as their bitch for later that night.
Tiki is loving this control over you. It's been a few days now since the situation with Alfonse and Sharena, and she has been riding your ass constantly, getting all the mileage she can out of your dirty secrets and the sweet power she holds. Stuffing you into dresses and calling you a sissy faggot bitch while she fucks your ass with her strap-on are all far more normal things than you can even begin to stomach, and there's nothing you can do about any of it but accept what's going on and just deal with it, because fuck if it isn't getting you off hard. Tiki's been talking to people, especially guys you've flirted with in the past, which was where this arrangement came up. Azura wants in too, not Inigo's girlfriend, but a close friend who's eager to have a turn at topping you, and even if you wanted to say no to the idea of sleeping with Azura like some kind of insane madman, you don't really have the choice: Tiki is the one booking your ass now, and you bend over when she tells you to bend over.
You're tied spread eagle to the bed in anticipation of their arrival, and Tiki makes sure to tease your cock with a few strokes and kisses to pass the time, lying sideways along the bed and musing, "You like being treated like a whore by me. I've decided who you get to fuck, and the only thing keeping you from being a real whore is that I'm not charging for turns with your ass. Not that your pathetic, slutty hole is worth a dime, of course. But still; you're getting off on being told what to do." You don't say anything in response, don't beg fore her to do more than tease you because you know she won't do it. You just lie there groaning and shivering as a few errant licks and kisses are the best you're going to get.
It's almost a mercy when the door opens and your guests step in. Not only are they here to give you what you've been aching for, but they're even going to spare you from the nightmare of relentless teasing from the wicked Tiki. Both Azura and Inigo have dressed for the special occasion, and your eyes can't help but be drawn to how hot they both look.
Azura has traded in her usual white and blue dress for a very florally arranged dark blue ensemble with purple jewelry, a little peek at the black panties beneath coming from the way it's cut like her normal dresses but with just a touch more revealing excitement. Silken scarves wrap around her body here and there, some forming in a bow at her hip. Complete with a blue veil and headdress, she looks absolutely stunning, and behind the veil you can see a wicked smile forming as her piercing yellow eyes narrow at the sight of you stripped and bound.
Inigo has taken after his mother's style of dance wear, although with much more covered than Olivia would. A white and gold jacket sits over a tight black top that exposes his taut abs, white very loose white pants and lots of little scarves and additions made for a lot of room to sway and spin about whenever he dances. He's got a smirk on his face as he eyes you up and down, the insufferable ladies' man secretly a total bi slut who's been very shameless and flirty in all your chats back and forth, where you professed wanting him to dance on your face as he fucks your mouth. It seems he's ready to make good on that now.
"I want him first," Azura says, curt and steady as she walks into the room. "That sissy bitch will be begging for you by the time I'm finished with him."
"Go for it!" Inigo says, delighted by the depraved offer.
The words make you shiver, as you watch Azura climb onto the bed, Tiki rolling off of it and pulling Inigo off to the side for a little fun of their own. Your attention falls solely on the elegant, gorgeous Azura, as you wonder what she's here for, what she's going to do to you, and if you're even vaguely ready for any of it. "You look beautiful today," you say, staring up happily at Azura, hoping she might be something approaching gentle.
She climbs up onto you and outright slaps you across the face. "I've noticed how you've been looking at me this entire trip." Her voice is edged with harsh venom as she stares down at you. 'You've been lusting after me for so long, you slutty pervert. You want to fuck me so bad, don't you?' Another slap follows, the harsh demand of an answer.
"Yes," you groan, head rolling back as you shift and squirm under her rough touch, not sure what else you can do about the pressure and the chaos bearing down upon you. She's already breaking all expectation, and you know there's nowhere to go but down. "You're beautiful, and I can't deny it; every time I see your hips sway I can't help but think about how much I want you."
"Pathetic. A leering pervert who can't stop ogling my dances. And to think, you're our great hero the summoner; how sad." Azura presses her thigh against your bare cock and begins to grind against it, ready to tease you as she groans, "And you want to cum in my pussy, don't you?" Another slap, and this time she tugs on your hair for good measure.
"Yes!" You agree. There's nothing else you can do. You want to give in so badly to everything Azura is doing to you, already deeply invested in this madness and wanting to feel her brutality. Just seconds earlier you were thinking about having her go easy and how it might be better if she's tender with you. That's all gone now. You don't want it anymore, you've changed your mind; you want her to rough you up and insult you. Want to be slapped and fucked and humiliated, and pretending you want anything else is just lying to yourself. "I want to cum inside your pussy so bad, Azura! I want you to dance on my lap until I cum inside of you. It's all true."
"Hmph, that sounds fake, because all I see is a subby little faggot fuckslut who could never do that. You got hard when Inigo and I groped your ass, and we could see your cock pushing against your dress. You don't deserve to cum in my pussy, and you won't. You won't cum at all while I'm here; you can beg that cheap whore Inigo to give you that. I'm here to get what I want." And yet she keeps grinding against your cock, rubbing her bare leg along your shaft and making you ache with excitement as she begins to untie the bow made of her silken scarves. "Let's see how much you love punishment."
You're powerless here and you know it, tied spread eagle to the bed and completely at the whims of Azura and whatever cruelties she so deems. It's a frightening prospect, not least of all because of the ways you're left to shudder under the panic and uncertainty of not knowing what she's going to do to you yet, how she weaves and squirms against you with her eyes flickering with wicked glee. She begins to undress herself, taking great pains to tease you with each inch of flesh she reveals, but your eyes remain wholly captivated the entire time, trained on her luscious body and watching as her hips sway and she makes a proper striptease out of this. She's dancing, her dexterous, lean body in perfect, gorgeous motion as she moves, and you're falling in love with each passing second.
"Keep your eyes on me long enough and maybe you'll like girls again," Azura purrs. Her words are shockingly vicious, but you're rapidly coming to find that all the sweetest and softest of women are secretly the ones who seem to be able of unleashing the worst verbal tirades about you. It doesn't matter; your cock is loving it, throbbing excitedly as you endure the humiliation and the teasing, watching her expose to you her perfect body and her small but perky breasts, tossing it all aside, throwing away her veil, leaving her stripped down to nothing but the bangle around one ankle and thigh, the footless stocking on her other leg, her shoulder-length finger-less gloves, and her small black panties.
She takes hold of your cock and sets ti between her thighs, rocking eagerly against it as she moans and leans in toward you. "You look so happy. You've been waiting to see me naked; how good does it feel to know it's under my terms?"
"I'm okay with it," you groan, even if on the inside you're torn up. You want to fuck her so badly, want to give in to the chaos and relish in the excitement that should be your right. But you can't help yourself; you want too badly to just let this happen. You want her so much that anything is good enough. "I'll--I'll live."
"Mm, or maybe, you're a pathetic punishment slut who loves getting humiliated, and the idea of not being allowed to fuck me turns you on." She slaps your face again, and your cock throbs between her thighs, which draws sweet, rich laughter as you prove her point for her, and in turn shiver in agony. You can't argue against this. Against her. There's nothing left inside of you now but surrender, and you relish in the thrill of how she slaps your face again. "Mm, yes, Tiki was right about everything."
Fucking Azura's soft thighs is a treat you may not deserve in her eyes, but it's driving you wild with excitement as she keeps up the motion, keeps eagerly bucking atop you and showing you the pleasure you've been aching for. You don't hide form any of it, refusing to shy away from the bliss of what she's doing to you as you struggle and squirm against her touch. Your eyes are trained on her graceful body as she moves eagerly atop you, tireless in her pursuit of lust and the way she works at your cock, even if you know it's an empty, hollow lie. You're ready to buy into the lie, ready to hope you can cum before she stops you, that you can coat her soft thighs with cum even if she makes you clean off afterward. Anything to get what you're craving from her.
Fingers tease along your body as she moves. "You're more obedient than I thought you would be. Tiki said you like to submit, but I thought you'd fight it more. You're in complete acceptance of how much you're just a subby bottom bitch, and I'm surprised. But it's good; it means I can do anything I want to you." She slaps your face again, and your cock throbs once more, before she shoves fingers into your mouth. You eagerly begin to suck on them, desperate and need, the aggressive pace by which you go and even lick along the digits making her smirk with wicked glee. This has to be a huge ego boost for Azura and you don't actually want to stop that at all.
You do everything you can to earn her mercy, and her thighs feel so good, but just before you're ready to blow, when your cock is throbbing and desperate, she pulls back, laughing and pulling her fingers out to smack you across the cheek, an impact that stings just a little bit more for how wet her fingers are. "That's enough for you," she moans, and crawls slowly up your body, grabbing the headboard and pushing her panties down, making sure that as she pulls herself forward her whole torso arches back gracefully, your eyes hungrily upon her as she shoves her damp, puffy mound against your face. "Show me how well a sissy faggot eats pussy."
Your cock is aching in the wake of the denial of your orgasm, but you don't fight it, pushing your head forward and eating Azura out, showing her all the pent up frustration and need in how your tongue drags along her skin, how you pepper her labia with kisses and adoration. You don't hold her cruelty against her, even if you should, even if you should be rebelling and fighting back and doing anything you can to seize dignity. Because she's right: you are a subby bottom bitch. You're tied up and getting sold out by your girlfriend to your mutual friends, and whatever Azura says, you'll do. You eat her out, thankful at least that you can even enjoy the delightful thrill of devouring this gorgeous pussy as you stare up at her lovely body writhing atop you.
"Tiki trained you well," she moans, bucking eagerly against your lips as she rides your face, settling comfortably into place with her thighs pressing against either side of your head. She gets one hand in your hair and the other on the headboard, using both for balance as she rides out the blissful heights of need and indulgence she's so shamelessly getting from you, as you feel helpless and hopeless against her touch. There's nothing you can do here, nothing that can make this any better or saner for you, and that awful reminder lingers as her tart nectar drips onto your active and adoring tongue. "I might have to come back for more; you eat pussy so well for a cocksucking bitch!"
Having a dancer ride your face is one of those sweet, sinful fantasies that you've always had, and sure you always imagined it being Inigo, but Azura is hardly a disappointment either as she grinds her pussy up against your lips, moaning and gasping her way through the excitement of riding you, the throbbing heat of her motions driving you absolutely wild. Your cock stands begging and desperate at attention, but you focus on giving her what she wants instead, wishing so badly that you could just fuck her, that you could feel her tight pussy wrapped around your cock. If she could only ride your lap instead, this would be perfect.
"You'd better be focused on me right now," she purrs. "And not imagining Inigo fucking your ass instead. I know you have trouble keeping your mind off of getting fucked by big cocks, but you have been ogling me this whole beach trip and I want your slutty eyes on me now! This is the best you're going to get; the only way you're entering my pussy is with that tongue of yours, and no way I'm letting you eat me after Inigo has already fucked your slutty mouth. So keep licking; savour it, because it's all you'll get."
The surprise cruelty that comes with Azura's domination has you twisting about excitedly, loving every second of how she's mocking and insulting you, striking deep on that humiliation kink that has you throbbing with need. You've accepted it all now. Liking guys. Liking being humiliated. Liking the hot, burning madness that comes from being denied and teased and used like you're nothing. This shouldn't feel as good as it does but you're far past the point now where any of that matters, completely gone and hopeless now as you squirm about under her hot touch and surrender yourself to her demands.
When Azura rides your face to the orgasm she's been waiting for, it comes with such shameful, frustrating jealousy that it almost burns you up from within. She's loud and desperate as she cums, as she gives in to the pleasure and leaves you wanting. Azura gets to cum and you don't. That's the lesson here, and you have it almost beaten into you as she bucks atop your lap and enjoys her twisted and gleeful release. There's nothing you can do but accept it as she laughs and whines and presses down against you.
"Do you want more of my pussy, sissy?" she asks, pushing up off of your lips and slapping you again. She doesn't give you time to respond before she asks, louder, "Do you want to keep eating out my perfect cunt and getting as close as a pathetic slut like you will ever get to fucking it?"
"Yes," you groan, jaw trembling as you give in to the guilt and the frustration. There's nothing but agony to be found in how she's treating you, but fuck if that isn't turning you on immensely. She's slapping and hitting and demeaning you so hard you might just cum from the shame alone, and you know that if somehow being spoken to so horribly it makes you achieve some kind of humiliation climax were possible, you would never hear the end of it from anybody.
Azura's pussy drips down onto your face. "Of course you do," she moans, and begins to turn around, shoving off her taut, perky ass as she sets herself down onto your face again, straddling it backwards this time. She sits on your face once more, but her weight has shifted, coming down harder now, especially as her legs lift up off the bed and balances back against the headboard. Almost everything is coming down on your mouth now as she starts to ride your face backwards, her slick twat shoved right up against your face and urging you to lick. And you do. You lick desperately, groaning as you resume your submissive oral service. There's nothing you can do but surrender, but that's something you're all too happy to do.
"Good slut," she moans, as you find out why her legs are up. She presses her feet against your cock and begins to tease you with a footjob, the motion of her legs moving shaking her hips and rocking her body as it grinds against your mouth. You want to say you know better than to think she's going to let you get off, that there's no chance she's going to give you anything concrete here, but you want to believe. You want to believe more than anything that this pleasure will lead to something hot and relieving as her soft feet caress your cock, rocking eagerly in place and adoring you in ways you crave. There's nothing you want now more than to cum and to finally know peace, but you know there's a lot of space between now and then, a lot of obstacles in your way and things that will menace you on the way there that keep you from enjoying that almost fantastical sounding idea.
There's no sign of mercy or decency in how Azura rides your face though, how she bounces feverishly atop you and shows you exactly what she thinks of you with each bounce of her body. She heaves atop you without apology or mercy, showing you that there is nothing you can do but surrender to her control and her cruelty now, her wicked glee overwhelming you with the sheer power she's showing, the control she holds over you without a care in the world about anything but getting exactly what she wants. There's no sanity to this, no moment where you feel like you're in control any longer; everything Azura is doing is meant to leave you spinning out of control and helpless, and you're long past the point now where you can do anything about that.
"I can ride your face all night!" Azura gasps, her body steady in its fervid, graceful rolls. She's dancing atop your face, mocking you as she jerks you off with her feet, as she leaves you a shuddering mess feeling the pressure and embarrassment of her dominant control. There's no hope of fighting against this and you know it, able to feel deep inside of you the crumbling hopes dissolving away into nothing as Azura shows you nothing but her worst. You're helpless here, and she's using all of that helplessness to her own benefit, lording over you with her wicked and hot control, making you serve her without question or a chance to do anything about it. She's the expert and you're quickly coming to find that against her you're utterly hopeless.
Your cock throbs between her feet, and there's a moment where you hope against hope this can swing your way, where your cock feels ready to blow and eager to surrender. As you devour Azura's pussy, she's in such a state of euphoria and excitement that she seems to be losing herself a little bit to the pleasure, like she's going to bend and buckle under it all if you keep this up. Maybe she doesn't realize you're going to cum, maybe she'll just let it slip on by and you'll be able to get her to lose herself. It's a narrow chance, but it's all you have right now as you keep the pressure up and continue to show her your worst, until she's ready to give in completely to the chaos and you take your sliver of a chance.
But again, at the very last second, her feet pull away, more laughter rising up. You whine and whimper so loudly that even her lean body sat down on your face can't muffle it, and she can't help but perk up with, "Did you really think I was going to let you cum? You fell for it, you dumb slut! I told you, you're not cumming until I'm done with you, now keep eating my cunt out. It's the only thing you're good for."
This is agony, but you can't do anything about it. You continue to eat Azura out, knowing that it's the only course of action and that you want to. The way she's denying you release has your cock aching, and the fact she's going as far as to tease you about it only makes it worse, makes your stomach churn and shame throb through your head. You shouldn't be getting off on embarrassment but you're long past the point of being able to help yourself now, and pre-cum oozes from your cock as you shiver about in agony, helpless in your state of utter surrender.
Thankfully, it's not much longer of eating Azura out before she loses herself, gasping in excitement and bucking atop your face as she cums, calling out in delight as she earns herself another orgasm and you're left helpless. There's not much you can do now but shiver in agony as she slips off of your face and crawls forward again. "Compliment my ass, whore."
You don't even wait to take a single breath without the overwhelming smell of pussy filling your nose before you snap into obedient action. "Your ass is perfect. It's so tight and firm, the perfect ass for a dancer, and it looks so gorgeous. I love your ass so much, Azura. It's a perfect ass."
"I shouldn't be surprised a faggot would focus on my ass," she snarls, throwing your comments back at you with more humiliation, using your compliments toward her against you. "But if you like it so much, I'll torture you with it next." She stops crawling to sit down on your thighs and backs her perky ass up against your cock. You know what's coming next and you're helpless to keep Azura from eagerly hotdogging you, her hands settling onto her legs as she gives a lap dance. A torturous, prolonged tease you know means nothing but your own humiliation, but fuck, it's still a lap dance, still the only thing you have going for you.
Azura's body moves with almost tear-inducingly beautiful motions. She's so graceful and fluid, everything she does moving with excellent timing and able to show off her talented way of riding you. "I wish I could fuck you," you lament as you watch her grind up and down your cock, and it draws little more than mocking laughter from her as she keeps you wanting, keeps you suffering. She called this torture, and it's right; you have lusted after this tight ass before and she's using it to drive you mad, to tease you with the explicit intent of denying you pleasure, denying you what you crave. There's nothing that you want more than to break free now from what she's doing and to surrender to it, to succumb to the pleasure and let everything overwhelm you, but you're helpless here, stuck in the hopeless, tight moment of shame where you can do nothing but give in to what cruelties await you.
And yet even knowing this is all to torture you, you find your gaze fixated upon her ass. You can't look away from it, can't for a moment even pretend to care about anything else. You have waited so long to see it, and now her bare ass is flush against your cock. You're throbbing between her cheeks and even leaking some pre onto them, and all you want is to be able to take that extra step toward something pleasurable, but as you ache and want you know it's not meant to be. You know she won't let you.
"Please let me cum," you whine. It's pathetic. It's needy. It stands no chance of working at all. But you can't help yourself; you have to ask, even if it opens you up to mockery. There's just no getting around it; you're so horny you'll do anything, and that includes appealing to the vague hope she might let you off.
Instead, it makes Azura stop grinding against your cock altogether. "You're obedient, but completely unprincipled," she sighs, reaching for one of the discarded silken scarves. "If you want to be such an animal and unable to control your own lust, I'll just treat you like an animal." She turns quickly around and wraps one of the scarves very suddenly around your neck, tying a little knot into it and then holding onto the long end like a leash as she sits on your chest and tugs on it. "Now I have a leash on you, to keep you from misbehaving."
Before you can express confusion over what's going on, she tugs on the 'leash', and it tightens around your neck, making you choke and flail in panic as she shoves her weight down harder onto you, laughing all the while. She starts to fingers herself as she holds her tight grip on your breathing, keeping you choking and panicking as she enjoys your struggles, using them to get off. There's nothing you can do about it and you know that fact damn well, but that doesn't do anything to make this any better.
"I can't even trust you to take a good teasing, so instead I'll let you watch me pleasure myself while I wait to see if you can even hold onto consciousness long enough to see it. How does that sound?" Azura's hand remains steady in how she holds onto your leash, applying the pressure perfectly to make you panic as you stare at her, watching her begin to taunt you with the roll of her hips. She dances as she touches herself, whole body in motion now to make a lavish production of her humiliation of you as she sways back and forth, relishing in the excitement of seeing you suffer some more. You would have never thought quiet, respectful Azura would have turned out to be such a cruel domme, but you're suddenly as helpless as you are infuriatingly aroused.
There's yet more for you to contend with too, as Azura's positioned in a way that makes her ass grind against your cock once more as she rides you. You don't for a moment believe she doesn't notice, though, and that she isn't using it to further torture you as she keeps you from breathing. You're helpless now, your throat tightened up around so tightly you worry about even being able to stay awake through this, dizziness setting in and the fear of blacking out proving way more real than anything ever should. How are you supposed to stop this? Your wrists slam against the bindings, making the bed creak and rattle a bit but ultimately it remains firmly in place. You're not going anywhere.
"You look so cute when you're panicking," she moans, fingering herself harder. "I could watch my summoner slut getting choked out all day! Nngh, let's see if I can cum right when you black out. I would love that." Her breath picks up as she moves, riding her fingers with the grace and speed she could be riding your cock with, making sure you feel the firm suffering of despair and frustration heavy on you. She's ready to seemingly do whatever it takes to make you succumb to the madness, to the cruelty, to the unfettered chaos. You're no longer caring about when you can cum, but about not blacking out as your vision begins to dim around the edges.
Slowly encroaching blackness should not be an arousing thing to feel bearing down upon you. And yet, having Azura choke you out as she fingers herself atop you is proving the kind of frustratingly powerful rush of bliss that shouldn't even be allowed. She's not rubbing her ass on your cock anymore and yet you're so turned on by this it almost doesn't matter, and your thoughts are struggling to shine through so hard that you're not even realizing you can't cum without being touched. It's just too much to handle and you soak in the attention, loving every twisted second of this as long as you're still conscious; if you black out, there might be problems.
But before the worst case scenario can take root and ruin everything, Azura gasps in excitement, letting go of the scarf and easing up the pressure as she loses herself. You take a gasp of air so loud that it's audible even over Azura's over the top and over-produced climax. She rides out the pleasure as hard and unapologetically as she can, and you're just along for the ride at this point, ready to do whatever you have to do to get off, suffering through any schemes and cruelties to get there.
"Ah, good slut!" she gasps, stumbling back harshly and shivering as she falls off of you, ecstasy overtaking her. She looks you over a few times like she's wondering if there's something else she can do to you how you are without actually letting you fuck her, but she shrugs it off instead. "Okay Inigo, this whore is all yours!"
Inigo hops onto the bed with an urgency that's almost too startling to believe, as he scampers up into place on the bed, eyes wide with excitement as he leans right down to kiss you. "Hello, charming," he purrs as he does so, and it's honestly the most relieving thing you've ever fucking felt. Inigo isn't here to torment you. Inigo isn't here to call you horrible names or deny you orgasm. He might dominate you and hopefully he'll fuck your mouth until your eyes roll back and pure ecstasy overtakes you. But whatever it is, he's already kissing you, and that is far more than you were able to enjoy with Azura, and it sets an amazing precedent.
"Don't listen to all those awful things Azura said about you. Your cock looks so good, and I promise, you'll be able to get off." He bites your bottom lip and pushes in tighter against you, caressing your cheek and charming you. Not that he needs it, given your text flirting and the fact you're tied to the bed, but you appreciate the shift in tone and the tenderness behind his touch.
"Show me," you groan.
Rising up over you, Inigo gives his own striptease, his body moving with the same grace and control that Azura showed, but he does so with a much more tender and intimate level of eye contact and attention. He's not shying away from what he wants, and what he wants is so very definitely you. He's quicker about it, taking more care and making sure he's caressing your body plenty too, adoring you with his touch and caressing you all over, letting you feel him show your body all the things you've been aching for. As he gets his vest off, then his pants, you marvel at his leanly muscular body, and when his big cock comes out it's already rock hard and aching in delight, half-dried cum clinging to it from the teasing handjobs Tiki had been giving him while they were off to the side.
Once he's down to nothing but the tight black half-shirt he wears, Inigo finally takes hold of your cock nice and proper, gripping it tightly as he brings his own flush up against it. "Let's dance together," he says, and you're amazed by the change in tone as Inigo begins to eagerly frot with you, your aching cocks pressed tight together and the excitement of the sensations that follow bubbling up inside of you quickly. There's something earnest and real about it, something that feels like the sorely needed affection that Azura didn't even pretend lay within her own treatment. You're finally able to savour something calm and intimate, and it's such a nice change.
You squirm excitedly against Inigo's touch, relieved by the sensations burning down upon you as finally you get to enjoy something that isn't just being teased and insulted. "I want your cock," you groan, staring down at the big dick awaiting you, twitching right up against yours, so warm and satisfying. It's a night and day change from the frustration and agony you knew with Azura, and you welcome all of it as the twisting, writhing heat overtakes you, fills you with brazen need and hunger too great to control.
The graceful roll of Inigo's hips and the way he shows your cock absolute attention is driving you wild. Your cock is flush up against his, throbbing in delight as he works against you eagerly. There's the feeling of his hand stroking your cock, but also the grinding of his cock directly against yours, both working overtime to make you shiver in excitement at the throbbing pleasure that's bearing down upon you. Everything Inigo's doing is a direct attempt to drive you wild with pleasure, and you are all about it. Especially as he leans down to kiss you more, pressing against you and seizing your lips, making out with you as you lie bound and at his mercy. And there's actually mercy within Inigo, actually some shred of a vain hope you might come out of this well.
"I can't wait to fuck your mouth," Inigo groans into your lips. "I've been waiting for it since the time you kept flirting with me and asking to see pictures of my cock. Once you told me about the fantasy I... Gods, summoner, I'm going to have so much fun with you."
"Do it. Do everything to me." The one upside to all of this madness is that you no longer feel shame, it seems. If you could let Azura and Inigo grope you up your dress in a cafe then there's really nothing that can possibly out-crazy this anymore. You're ready to accept it, and if anything, giving in to the flirty comments you kept sending Inigo feels much more sane than most of the things you've done in the past little while.
The thrill of your cock being given steady, exciting pleasure leaves you a winding, wriggling mess, groaning in excitement as you find yourself lovingly treated by the amazing caress of his hand upon your cock through everything you've been waiting for, unapologetic about getting whatever you can from this insane situation. There's just nothing you want more now than this, nothing that can possibly sate your incredible hunger. You've been denied orgasm so many times, and now you finally no longer have to, able to give in and to feel good doing it as you groan and buck and everything just feels right.
You cry out Inigo's name in a moment of desperation, as he pulls away from the kiss but not from the touch, jerking your cocks off in unison as he draws back, and you watch curiously to wonder why, before you see him tilt your cocks both back, ensuring that when you both blow your loads, your cocks throb in unison to spill big loads all over his abs together, leaving his stomach plastered with two big, gooey loads. You cum so much after being denied for so long, and it's positively indecent to see your cock spraying almost like a hose all over his abs, your body thrashing in delight as you let out the most neediest of noises possible, unable to even care about how loud you are.
"You sound like a cheap slut right now," Inigo teases; it lacks the harshness of Azura's remarks.
"Untie me and I can reverse that," you shoot back with a smirk.
"Maybe after," Inigo says, and begins to shift over toward you, shoving his stomach right up against your face. "But for now, clean me up."
Inigo's taut abs shove up against your face and you don't even hesitate to give him what he wants, as your tongue begins to lick its way all over his hard abs, moans rising up excitedly as you feel his cock pressing against your chest, dripping pre-cum and throbbing in excitement for what comes next, but first you make good on licking up your cum like a good slut should, tidying the whole situation up and ensuring everything is moving easily. You give yourself up to the frustration and the temptation, lavishing his stomach with licks and kisses all over as he rocks against you, needy and moaning in excitement for what's to come.
When you have every drop licked up, he takes hold of his cock and shifted in position a bit to better straddled your face, bringing his dripping head up to your lips where you show it frustrating, unchained love and excitement. When you jerked off to Inigo's dick pics you were always a bit shameful of it and in denial about why you were attracted top his cock, but that has all passed now, and you're ready to own up to all of it, ready to show it all the love and attention it deserves as your mouth already begins to get to work at it.
"I knew you were a hungry slut, but fuck!" Inigo groans, gripping your hair tightly and shoving forward, eager and wanton in his advance. You welcome it, moaning as you slurp his cock down greedily, wanting nothing in this world more than to go all out on this indulgence of your vulgar dream come true, shivering in delight under the heat of Inigo outright mounting your face. You wish you could do more, wish you could grab his ass and pull him greedily down, but you won't complain about what you're getting. Not when his cock tastes so good on your tongue and your lips wrap eagerly around him, begging him for everything he can give you. It's such a brazen and shameless kind of need that overtakes you now, and you're not afraid of it anymore.
True to all the remarks and pleas, Inigo dances atop your face. His cock rocks back and forth, thrusting deep into your mouth and fucking it with glee, his hips rolling and every ounce of grace within him driving forward a steady, hot, writhing rhythm to fuck your face by. It's what you've craved and he is certainly not disappointing, making you squirm hotly under the pressure of his cock's steady advance into your mouth, pushing in deeper with each thrust, soon threatening penetration into your throat, but at this point nothing can make you happier than actually properly throating Inigo's cock and getting deep into what you have been craving all this time.This isn't Alfonse fucking your mouth, this is Inigo, one of the guys you were flirting with in the beginning, and to finally be on the receiving end of fantasy turning into reality holds so much more power. This is real, this is happening, and it helps you descend deeper into lust and need, legs squirming and want throbbing hotly through you as you suck his cock greedily down. As he pushes into your throat, you're eager, moaning amid the messy gagging sounds that follow, nothing stopping you in your desperate pursuit now. You don't hold back anything your sudden and sloppy treatment of Inigo's cock, letting yourself go completely in the process.
His moans are the song by which he moves, and you're eager to draw a crescendo from his lips as you show him all the aggression you can, aching for him to come undone for you and to lose himself completely. This is exactly where you want to be, feeling Inigo fucking your face harder and faster, winding up out of control and eager. You embrace it, moaning and squirming, rubbing your thighs against your cock in brazen need but focusing everything you have first and foremost on making him enjoy himself as you let him have his way with you as quick and as hard as he wants.
And yet it's not even rough as when Azura sat on your face. Even with your throat spasming around his girth there's little problem; he pulls back far enough for you to breathe in time with his thrusts, and he keeps patience and his performance over the desperate and fervid need to just fuck a warm, wet hole that would otherwise overtake a facefuck. Inigo is enjoying himself greatly, but he's doing so without completely losing sight of what's making this so fun for both of you, and that kind of excellent treatment leaves you a shivering, eager mess losing yourself to the panic and the throbbing bliss of what you're doing together.
You throb out of control together, writhing hotly against one another as you give in to the lust and the sensations as one. You suck on his cock with all you have and he keeps feeding you his thick shaft knowing how much you hunger for it. It's a steady give and take that you've been desperately without for some time. Tiki's domination is always about being as brutal as she can and then sucking up later. Sharena was vulgar and had something to prove. Alfonse was in the same denial as you and looking to vent his frustrations as bad as you were. Azura is just a cunt to be totally honest. Here, with Inigo, you're finding something comfortable and steady, enjoying the pace and excitement of two people working together to achieve something pleasurable, and it's strange that that should be something so far removed for you, but it has been a very trying time. When Inigo pulls on your hair or calls you a hungry slut, it's all welcome, but it's not vindictive.
But it is turning you on immensely. Desperation is getting the better of you, but not as badly as its getting the better of Inigo, who keeps squirming his way to the pleasure he craves, unable to slow down or stop himself now through the burning excitement of just giving in. Inigo is ready to cum and you welcome it, groaning and shifting hotly beneath him as he loses himself, coming excitedly undone with the pleasure and vocal excitement you're not surprised by at all, his body shivering and bucking under the pressure. His cock erupts even as he's pulling back and grasping needily at you, his cum flooding into your mouth and then blasting all over your face, making a complete mess of you as he loses himself to the bliss. You accept your facial with hot, eager moans, writhing under his touch and relishing in accepting Inigo's facial.
"That was perfect," Inigo groans, grabbing hold of his cock and rubbing his tip along your face. But it's not entirely a matter of extolling his control over you, as he pushes his cum into your open, waiting mouth. You shiver in excitement, accepting the treat and not swallowing it yet, curious as to what he wants from you. He next begins to use his fingers to push in what's not moving easily given the fact that a penis isn't great for this kind of thing. You lick his fingers clean as they scoop cum into your mouth, and maybe it's just that you're still starved for affection, but it's still an absolute shock when Inigo shoves his lips against yours and actually kisses you with a mouthful of his cum.
His hands run along yours adoringly as he makes out with you, happily stealing some of the cum from his mouth as the two of you enjoy your twisted fun together. He caresses your arms and adores you every which way, groaning into your kiss as he reaches to undo the bindings around your wrists. Your hands come free and they immediately seek to just grab onto Inigo as hard as you can possibly hold him. It's desperate, it's needy, and you don't fucking care about anything other than giving in completely, letting yourself become completely consumed by need.
"I want you to fuck me now," Inigo groans into your lips, and no words can make you happier. He pulls back from you and unclasps the cuffs around your ankles. Inigo doesn't even have time to shift in position before you pounce onto him, shoving your lips down against him and feeling all the burning excitement taking hold of you. After being tied up for so long you're full of need, full of aches and frustration and desperation. You just want to give in to all of it now, rolling him quickly over onto all fours and pulling him into position.
"You're mine," you groan, as all the pent up frustration takes hold of you and you slam forward, burying your cock with one feverish stroke into Inigo's fine ass, making him yelp in surprise as you immediately begin to hammer forward and take what you've been long overdue. Desperate, hard thrusts hammer into Inigo's tight ass as the sensations hit you all at once. Your cock finds itself happily embraced in the hot, tight depths of his ass, which you pound looser with each push forward. The most you've had since this whole thing began has been a very good frotting session, but frotting can't compare to sinking your cock into something warm and just fucking it.
Your eyes shift over to the side, and you notice that also down on all fours is Tiki, who is getting fucked so hard by Azura and her strap-on that you see the same desperate look of need and submissiveness in the dragon's eye that she only shows when you're fucking her senseless. You savour the sight of her getting pounded, as Azura shows her the same wicked, domineering vengeance that she showed you, and there's some satisfaction in knowing that even when she's trying to play high and mighty bitch that Tiki can still get dragged down by the reminder she loves getting fucked stupid.
The sight of your girlfriend getting hammered with a strap-on is just what you need to really kick your focus on fucking Inigo into overdrive. You're desperate to prove yourself now, so full of frustration that only one thing can properly vent, and you're eager to show him your worst as you pound forward without shame or mercy, starting to fuck Inigo faster. He moans in excitement as you take him, and you can't help but note, 'I told you if you untied me that I'd have you moaning like a cheap slut."
"Fuck me like one," he whines coyly, pressing his ass back against you hard, begging for your cock and for all your unchained furor. The sultry facefucking he just gave you feels at odds now with the unfettered rush of dominance and rawness you're showing him in turn, but you're both so deep in the moment it doesn't matter, and you focus on thoroughly fucking Inigo regardless of that fact. There's just so much happening here that feels so good, as your cock hammers forward and you show him all of your bottled up frustrations, making him moan louder and hotter, pounding into him like the cheap slut you've decided to treat him as.
Your hands grip him tighter, hips shoving forward so hard your balls swing back and forth with each thrust, smacking against his own. "I'm not touching your cock," you groan. "Cum from getting your ass fucked like a good and proper slut should." You're not in a position to talk at all given how many times you've gotten off hands-free from strap-ons and now even from a dick, but it doesn't matter; the power dynamics have shifted to your benefit and all you want now is to hammer forward and take advantage of it, to ride out the high as hard as you can and prove yourself. You don't know how long it will stay that way, how long you'll remain in charge, and you're not going to waste a second of it.
A nice, hard rutting of Inigo sounds like exactly what he needs given the way he moans for you, the way his head arches back and his body heaves back and forth, meeting your thrusts with impatient, desperate hunger and showing off how badly he wants you. It's what you want to see, and it keeps you moving eagerly, keeps you driving forward and showing him your worst. "Fuck me," he groans, and you're all too happy to indulge in his pleas, all too happy to keep up the ferocity and pound him raw. He shivers excitedly, his body in more of that sultry, seductive motion as even the way Inigo pushes back against you is with the grace of a dancer. He's completely fucking smitten too, moaning louder and hotter, clutching at the bed sheets and giving himself up completely.
In a way, fucking Inigo's ass after he had your mouth is like having the last laugh. You've turned the tables on him, and at the end of this there's going to be a hot dancer with his ass leaking with cum, and that will be all that really matters, not you cleaning up after the frotting or you getting your face fucked. He'll be wrapped in the hot, gooey afterglow of getting fucked hard, and that will be what lingers on in memory. That's what you tell yourself, at least, as you keep up the fire and the aggression, fucking into him as ferociously as you can.
Inigo's moans spiral out of control as he loses himself, actually cumming before you do form the treatment you bear down upon him with, and as he crashes into orgasmic delight and his ass clenches down around your cock, you happily come in after him, slamming down to the hilt in his cock as Inigo whines needily and shivers, barely able to verbalize his want for you to cum inside of him, but you're way ahead of him and already doing your job, giving him exactly what he craves. Your cock erupts and he lets out the hottest, shakiest noises you've ever heard.
You don't get to savour them too long as you look over to see Azura biting down hard on the back of Tiki's neck, your girlfriend's orgasmic shrieks filling the air and overwhelming the sweet noises Inigo makes as she's fucked into submission. You watch her collapse against the edge of the bed as she shivers in ecstasy, and as you pull out of Inigo, it seems he's spent for a moment too. You and Azura slowly lock eyes together, curious and eager as you wonder how to handle this, watch her slowly push her strap-on harness down her legs and ease her way slowly toward you.
"Do you really want more punishment?" Azura snarls as she looks your way, leaving your collapsed girlfriend behind. "You think fucking a slutty twink makes you any better prepared for me? I'll make you beg for my pussy again, faggot, and you'll have to--hey, whoa!" Azura takes a lunge at you, trying to force you down and get on top, but you see it coming, seizing her wrists and using her momentum against her in driving her down onto the bed swiftly and climbing up on top of her. The fact you've had only two orgasms this whole time works to your incredible benefit now as you shift into position over Azura, the most energetic of anyone in the room as you pin her right down to the bed and slam your cock inside of her with one swift stroke.
"I'm tired of your bullshit," you growl, pinning her wrists over her head as you draw your hips back and slam balls deep into her again. A frustrated moan of pleasure tears its way up her throat as you take the approach of fucking her hard and fast. Inigo was a good warm up, a nice bout of rough, hard sex, but now Azura is beneath you and you need to give her so much more than that, winding up for the brutal violation of her pussy that is sure to prove your point harshly. "Remember telling me I wasn't good enough to fuck your pussy? Well look where you are now."
"Nngh, jokes on you. I like it--ah, fuck, it's so b..." She shakes her head, wincing tightly and shivering. "I like it rough. You're just fucking me exactly like I want you to. But not even rough enough. You're still a disappointment, a bottom bitch who can't top right to save his life. Just roll over and let me fuck your sissy ass with my strap-on instead. You know you want it."
You're getting to her now, shaking her confidence down to the core and making the cracks show. You keep it up, pounding into her as hard as you can, your cock feeling so snug in her tight, pristine pussy, which has gone the whole evening unfucked until this most opportune of moments, and you use it to your advantage. She's soaking wet, so hot and slick, body receptive to you even if she doesn't want to admit she's primed to get fucked, and you let everything about the teases she subjected you to drive the way you hammer down into her and fuck her raw. It's all about getting the depraved, carnal bliss you've been looking for, about making sure she knows who's in control, as your fingers press into her wrists harder.
"You're talking really boldly for someone getting fucked into the mattress," you growl, and decide to take a page out of her playbook by biting her neck too. She hisses and whines, body thrashing beneath you in what feels much more like pleasure and excitement than stubborn defiance. Like she's getting off on this. It helps you keep moving, gives you the fuel to fuck Azura as hard as you can and take out all of your aggressions on her. You don't need to tell her this is repayment for denying you your rightful orgasm; she can feel it for herself, in every hard thrust into her pussy that you come crashing down onto her with.
Tiki and Inigo slump against one another and watch, your girlfriend's eyes particularly wide as she stares in awe at the way you take to hard domming Azura, conquering her in spite of the fact even Tiki fell victim to her dominant wiles. This won't change anything and won't keep Tiki from shoving you into dresses and treating your ass like a commodity to loan out to friends, but the two of you will always remember the time Azura thoroughly owned Tiki and then you came by to avenge her.
The guilty moans that rise up from Azura's throat don't make it any easier for her to deny the throbbing, burning pleasure welling up inside of her. "You're a pathetic, sissy fuckslut who's in over his head! An uppity bitch pretending he's worth anything more than fuck meat!" Her shrieks of defiance don't quite hit the mark, too shaky, too pleasure-laden, too overcompensatory. She's trying so hard to fight against you with words and none of it is convincing, but that's what makes it so fun, as you savour the way she's bending to your will and giving in to the pleasure, her greedy pussy so tight around your cock you're almost struggling to hold back now.
"Keep complaining like this and I'll pull out," you growl, and you watch her yellow eyes go wide with panic. "I thought so. You want me to cum inside you. You want my cock to erupt inside your tight cunt, even though I'm a bottom bitch. Now I see how it is." She whimpers and fumbles about with sounds and syllables as you hammer down into her, in the finishing stretch now of your hard turning of the tables, as you make sure she knows full well that you're in charge now as you both crash into bliss.
Azura cums first, and even if she wants to pretend she doesn't want this, she's screaming your name and thrashing against you in ecstasy. Her eyes roll back as the pleasure seizes her, her needy cunt begging your cock for its cum and her entire being burning up from the inside. You give her all of it, slamming down balls deep into her spasming hole and letting loose the flood of hot, gooey spunk that makes her moan even louder, gasping and twisting against your hard touch. You've won, successfully pulled back from the brink and the lowest of submission to finally take your place on top, at least for now.
"Does it feel good?" you ask.
"Does what?" Azura pants. You slap her across the cheek.
"Does it feel good?" you ask again. Harder this time. You're playing her games now.
"Yes!" she gasps, confused and frustrated, but answering as honestly as she can. "Yes, it feels good. I feel so good!"
You smirk, shoving your lips right up to her ear. "Remember, the next time you want to be smug, that you just got fucked senseless by a sissy bottom bitch faggot slut." The terror and shame in her eyes is priceless, and it's almost so good that you almost decide against rolling her onto all fours and claiming her hot ass next, but that thought doesn't last, and soon Azura is discovering all new worlds of submission.
