Damian pushed Sian so she landed on her back on the bed. Her long, black hair flew around wildly. It was already a sticky mess after everything leading up to this moment. The foreplay had been hardcore and left her sweaty.

The chain from the leather handcuffs felt cool against her hot back. She wouldn't have it any other way. She settled her light blue eyes on Damian, hoping he would see the silent plea in them and fuck her senseless.

"Look at me," Finn said.

Sian turned her head and looked at Finn. He was the leader when it came to this sort of roleplay. Damian had his own way of owning her and dominating her, but Finn always had the last say over both of them.

"Are you wet, kitten?" Finn smirked.
"So wet, master," Sian said.

Finn looked over at Damian. Both men shared a look that Sian knew all too well. They were enjoying this just as much as she was. They had a way of speaking with their eyes and only letting her in on what she needed to know. It somehow always aroused her even more to see the silent language between them. Their own type of love language. Finn moved his eyes back to her.

"I want to see him fuck you," Finn said.
"I don't know if she's been good enough to deserve that," Damian teased.
"I've been good, sir!" Sian nearly cried. "Please! I've been so good and I'll be even better if you only fuck me. Please, sir! I need it so bad!"

Finn looked over at Damian again and nodded. Damian grabbed her legs, placed them on top of his shoulders, and slammed into her with as much force as he could. He pounded her relentless, and all she could do was lie there and take it.

Finn moved over to the bed. Sian watched his slow steps until he finally was there. His blue eyes watched her intensely while Damian fucked her. She closed her eyes, arched her back, and cried out in euphoria. She felt Damian pull out of her and groaned. She opened her eyes to see he had cum in his hand. A hand wrapped around her throat tightly.

"I told you to look at me!" Finn growled.

She turned her eyes to him again. She loved this dominate side of him. She could never get enough of it. No matter how far he pushed it, he still hadn't reached a limit where she wanted him to stop.

"Do you want my dick?" Finn asked.
"Please, master," Sian almost whispered. "Fuck me so hard that I can't walk tomorrow."

He smirked at her again and let go of her throat. He ran his fingers down the valley of her breasts, teasing her for a few seconds before she would get pounded all over again. He grabbed her and swung her around on her knees. With her hands still cuffed behind her back, she had no other choice than have her head forced down on the bed.

He pushed inside her and she snapped for her breath. He was a bit bigger than Damian, and he knew exactly how to break her in all the right ways. They both did. His thrusts were fast and hard, no mercy given, all designed to hurt and pleasure her at the same time. She moaned and cried, hoping the sweet torture would both last and stop. It was the perfect mix of pain and pleasure.

"Does it hurt?" Finn asked teasingly.
"It hurts, master," Sian answered. "I love it. Please, don't stop."
"I'm close, kitten," Finn warned. "If you don't cum soon, I'm gonna leave you unsatisfied."

She let out another cry. He knew what that meant. She was trying but she couldn't force her body to go over the edge twice that fast after each other.

"Help her, Damian," Finn said. "Thank him, kitten."

She didn't know what she was supposed to thank Damian for yet, but she always did what they told her to.

"Thank you, sir," Sian said.

She heard the cap of a bottle pop open. Seconds later a lubed up finger entered her ass. That was what she was thanking him for. The extra plasure he was giving her. Master and sir working together like the perfect team they were. She moaned even louder as he worked his finger in and out of her.

"One more?" Damian asked.
"One more," Finn answered. "If she can take a dick up her ass, she can take two fingers as well."

Damian pushed in a second finger and worked them both at a solid pace. She wanted to grab on to something or run her nails down the sheets. She yanked on the handcuffs but there was no way out. Finn held on to her hips so she couldn't move away. Both men kept it up for a bit longer, and then she finally started shaking and crying out in euphoria again. They kept thrusting through her orgasm until there was nothing left to take from her body.

Damian pulled his fingers out, and Finn pulled out of her and came in his hand too. It was the one thing she never understood. Why they didn't cum inside her. Both men seemed to agree that it wouldn't be fair to the one left out when they both wanted to feel nothing but her warm juices around their dicks. She felt her body tilt to the side but a strong body caught her before she fell down on the bed.

"Easy, kitten, I got you," Damian said.

She leaned up against his body while he uncuffed her. As soon as she was free, he pulled her down to lie in his arms on the bed. Finn joined them a second later behind her. Both men held her, caressed her, and kissed her while she was coming down from her high.

"You did so good," Finn placed a kiss on her neck. "I love how you always give yourself to us. You're never scared."
"I trust you," Sian said.
"You're perfect," Finn droned.

Sian yawned and tried to stretch her body in their arms. They had worn her out. It was always a lovely feeling to fall asleep like this, safe and loved, in their arms, after a wonderful round of sex with the two men she was in love with.

"I love you guys," Sian said.
"We love you too, kitten," Damian said.
"We love you so much," Finn whispered sweetly. "Now sleep, kitten. We'll be here when you wake up."