Chapter 15

CHAPTER 15

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“Oh, God,” I whispered as I obeyed. Then I gasped as Daddy Daniel’s thick cock slid into my still-sensitive pussy. My mind reeled, overwhelmed by the onslaught of sensations. The stretch and fullness as he buried himself to the hilt inside me. The sting of my thoroughly spanked bottom as his hips met my tender flesh. The sight of Jenna’s writhing form before me, her pale skin crisscrossed with angry red welts from Daddy Otto’s strap.

I watched, my lip caught between my teeth, as the dark-haired daddy hung the strap back on the wall and got something from a nearby shelf: a little bottle of clear stuff. I let out a whimper as I understood.

Then Daddy Otto came back, and I clutched at the backs of Jenna’s knees, able to keep my balance only thanks to Daddy Daniel’s steadying hands on my hips, holding me there so he could fuck me in long, easy strokes that made rational thought nearly impossible.

“Here,” Daddy Otto’s deep voice rumbled as he held the small bottle out to me. “Get her ass ready for me.”

I stared at the bottle of lube, my thoughts hazy and disjointed. How was I supposed to focus on this task when Daddy Daniel was beginning to move more forcefully inside me, his cock dragging deliciously along in the confines of my sheath with each thrust?

“Now, Amy,” Daddy Otto growled, his voice severe. “Jenna, you little whore, you can keep your knees spread with your own hands while Amy lubes you.”

I let go of Jenna’s knees, terribly conscious of how closely the other girl could watch my soaking pussy greedily taking Daddy Daniel’s cock. With trembling hands, I took the little bottle and flipped open the cap. I poured a generous amount of the slick liquid onto my fingers. Jenna whimpered as I reached between her spread legs, her hips jerking as I circled her puckered entrance with my slippery digits.

“That’s it,” Daddy Daniel murmured in my ear, his hips never ceasing their relentless rhythm. “Get that tight little hole nice and wet for Daddy Otto’s big cock.”

I moaned at his filthy words, my pussy clenching around his thrusting hardness. I gasped as the strong hands on my hips gripped me more tightly, pulling me back onto his thick shaft with each powerful thrust. His voice was low and commanding in my ear as he growled, “Watch closely, Amy. See how Daddy Otto stretches that tight little asshole.”

My eyes were drawn to the lewd scene before me. Jenna’s pale skin was a canvas of angry red welts from the thorough whipping she’d received. Her thighs trembled as she held them spread wide, exposing her most intimate parts to our hungry gazes. Daddy Otto stood between her legs, his impressive cock aligned with her cringing, puckered flower.

I gasped as he began to push forward, the swollen head of his shaft stretching Jenna’s tight ring of muscle. She cried out, her back arching off the bench as he inexorably pressed deeper. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the sight of her anus slowly yielding to his girth, stretching impossibly wide around his thick cock.

“Oh, God,” Jenna whimpered, her voice strained and breathy. “It’s so big… please, Daddy, it hurts…”

Daddy Otto’s large hands gripped her hips, holding her steady as he continued to work his way inside her forbidden channel. “Relax, little slut,” he growled. “Take it all like a good girl.”

The obscene sight before me, combined with Daddy Daniel’s relentless pounding of my pussy, threatened to overwhelm me completely. What Daddy Otto said next pushed me even closer to the brink.

“Look at that big cock in Amy’s pussy, Jenna. Watch how it stretches her tight little cunt.”

I looked down, my brow creasing hard, to see Jenna’s eyes, wide and glassy with a mixture of pain and arousal, fixed on the spot where Daddy Daniel’s thick shaft disappeared into my dripping sex, made smooth and visible for my daddy’s pleasure.

“See how wet she is?” Daddy Otto continued, his hips never ceasing their relentless rhythm as he fucked Jenna’s ass. “That’s what happens to naughty girls who learn to embrace their punishment. They get so fucking wet for their daddies.”

I whimpered at his crude words, my cheeks burning with shame even as another gush of arousal coated Daddy Daniel’s pistoning cock. The lewd, wet sounds of our coupling filled the air, mingling with Jenna’s soft cries and the slap of flesh on flesh.

“Think about your misdeeds, Jenna,” Daddy Otto growled, punctuating his words with particularly deep thrusts that made Jenna gasp and writhe beneath him. “Think about why you’re here, taking my cock in your tight little asshole. Why you bad girls aren’t allowed to come without permission.”

I watched, mesmerized, as Jenna’s face contorted with a mixture of pleasure and shame. Her lips parted, delicate pants and whimpers escaping with each breath.

Daddy Otto continued to pound my fellow bad girl’s ass relentlessly. I felt myself getting lightheaded from the intensity of it all. The sight before me was so obscene, so utterly degrading, that I could barely process it. Jenna’s pale skin glistened with sweat, her body trembling as she took Daddy Otto’s massive cock in her tight rear channel. Her face was a mask of conflicted pleasure—pain and ecstasy warring for dominance in her expression.

Daddy Daniel’s thrusts into my dripping pussy grew more forceful, his thick shaft hitting spots deep inside me that made my vision blur. I could feel another orgasm building, a tidal wave of pleasure threatening to crash over me at any moment. But I held back, not daring to come without explicit permission.

“That’s it, Jenna,” Daddy Otto growled, his hips snapping forward with bruising force. “Take it all like a good little anal slut. Your tight ass feels so fucking good around my cock.”

Jenna whimpered, her back arching off the bench. “Thank you, Daddy,” she gasped out between thrusts. “Thank you for… for using my ass…”

I watched in awe as Daddy Otto’s pace increased, his movements becoming more erratic. “Such a good girl,” he panted. “Such a good little ass-fuck. I’m going to fill this tight hole with my cum.”

Those words sent a jolt of arousal through me. Daddy Daniel’s hand gripped the back of my neck, pushing me down toward Jenna’s exposed sex. My cheeks burned with shame, but I couldn’t deny the thrill that shot through me at his commanding touch.

“Kiss her clit, Amy,” Daddy Daniel growled, his voice low and dangerous in my ear. “Reward this good little anal slut for pleasing Daddy Otto so well.”

I whimpered softly as I bent forward, bringing my face level with Jenna’s glistening pussy. The musky scent of her arousal filled my nostrils, making my head spin. I could see every detail of her intimate flesh—the swollen, pink folds glistening with moisture, the hard little nub of her clit peeking out from its hood.

My lips trembled as I leaned in, placing a soft, tentative kiss on Jenna’s sensitive bundle of nerves. She gasped at the contact, her hips jerking involuntarily. The movement caused Daddy Otto’s cock to shift inside her ass, eliciting a low moan from both of them.

Encouraged by their reactions, I grew bolder. I flicked my tongue out, lapping gently at Jenna’s clit. The taste of her arousal bloomed across my taste buds—tangy and sweet and utterly intoxicating.

I moaned against her flesh, the vibrations making her shudder with need. The lewd, shameful sight of Daddy Otto’s rigid penis thrusting in and out of Jenna’s tiny bottom hole made me clench around Daddy Daniel’s own huge cock.

As I licked and sucked at Jenna’s clit, I felt the tension in her body building. Her thighs trembled on either side of my head, her hips rocking against my face as she chased her release. Behind me, Daddy Daniel’s thrusts became more erratic, his grip on my hips tightening to the point of bruising.

“That’s it, you dirty little sluts,” Daddy Otto growled, his voice strained with impending orgasm. “Come for us. Come all over our cocks like the naughty whores you are.”

Those filthy words sent a jolt of electricity through my core. I redoubled my efforts on Jenna’s clit, circling the sensitive bud with my tongue before sucking it between my lips. She cried out, her back arching off the bench as her climax hit her like a tidal wave.

The sight and sound of Jenna’s intense orgasm pushed Daddy Otto over the edge. He roared his release, his hips slamming forward one final time as he emptied himself deep in her ass. The obscene sight before me, combined with Daddy Daniel’s relentless pounding of my pussy, sent me spiraling into my own earth-shattering climax.

My vision blurred, the edges of the room seeming to dissolve into a haze of white light. Every nerve ending in my body seemed to explode with pleasure and I flew again out into space, the cosmos of my submissive self familiar to me now, welcoming me to the stars.

As the waves of ecstasy finally began to recede, I felt myself drifting back into my body. My limbs felt heavy, my skin tingling with residual pleasure. I was vaguely aware of Daddy Daniel’s softening cock slipping from my well-used pussy, a trickle of his seed following in its wake. Beside me, Jenna lay sprawled on the bench, her chest heaving as she struggled to catch her breath. Daddy Otto’s imposing form loomed over her, his large hands caressing her trembling thighs.

The room seemed hazy, the ornate decorations blurring at the edges of my vision. The air was thick with the scent of sex and sweat, the heady aroma making my head spin. I felt utterly spent, certain that I couldn’t possibly experience another ounce of pleasure or shame.

But then the heavy double doors of the Hall of Pleasure swung open, and three new figures strode in. Their tailored suits and confident gaits immediately marked them as daddies, and I felt a flutter of nervous anticipation in my stomach.

“Well, well,” the tallest of the three chuckled, his eyes roving over the debauched scene before him. “Looks like we missed quite the party.”

“Indeed,” another agreed, his voice smooth as silk. “But I dare say we had our own fun in the cell block, didn’t we, gentlemen?”

I listened with a mixture of horror and shameful arousal as the three new daddies approached, discussing their exploits in the cell block. Their voices carried easily across the room, each crude detail making my cheeks burn and my recently used pussy clench with unwelcome need.

“Daniel O’Hara, you dirty dog,” the tallest one said. “And is that Otto Blankenship? Good to see you fellas!”

“Victor Langley,” Daddy Daniel replied. “Good to see you, too.”

“Victor,” Daddy Otto rumbled. “Reggie… Lawrence. Glad you’re here to share the fun.”

“You inspected the girls this morning, I guess?” Victor asked. “And you fucked that sweet little Zoe’s ass, I heard? You should have seen little Megan’s face when we told her all three of us were going to use that tight rear end of hers. Her eyes got as big as saucers.”

“Not as big as her asshole by the time we were done with her,” Reggie, a stocky man with salt-and-pepper hair, added with a smirk. “I swear, I thought she was going to come so hard she passed out when Lawrence here shoved his monster cock in there.”

I whimpered softly, unable to stop the vivid image from forming in my mind. Poor Megan, I thought, even as another surge of arousal coursed through me. The idea of all three men using her ass one after the other was both terrifying and wildly exciting.

“We made sure to warm her up properly first, of course,” Lawrence, a distinguished-looking older gentleman, said casually. “Thirty with the paddle, then twenty with the cane. Her bottom was a lovely shade of crimson by the time we bent her over the fucking bench.”

“Mmmm,” Daddy Daniel hummed appreciatively beside me. “Sounds like a good time.”

To my dismay, I felt a familiar heat building between my thighs as Victor, Reggie, and Lawrence looked Jenna and me over. Their eyes roamed our bodies, taking in every detail of our debauched state. I squirmed under their scrutiny, acutely aware of how helpless I was to stop them from looking.

“My, my,” Victor purred, his gaze lingering on the glistening evidence of my arousal. “Looks like these little sluts have been thoroughly used already. But I bet they’re still hungry for more, aren’t they?”

I whimpered, unable to deny the truth in his words. Despite the multiple intense orgasms I’d already experienced, I felt my body responding to their lewd comments and hungry stares. My nipples tightened beneath the lace of my teddy, and I could feel a fresh wave of moisture gathering between my thighs.

“Oh, I’m sure they are,” Reggie chuckled, his eyes fixed on Jenna’s well-used ass. “Look at how red and swollen that little hole is. Bet it’s still quivering from Otto’s big cock, isn’t it, sweetheart?”

Jenna whimpered in response, her cheeks flushing an even deeper shade of pink. I watched as she unconsciously clenched her abused muscles, drawing a collective groan of appreciation from the assembled men.

“And this one,” Lawrence said, turning his attention to me. His evaluating gaze traveled my exposed body, making me shiver. “This one looks like she could use a good, hard fucking. What do you say, Daniel? Shall we take turns with her tight little pussy?”

My heart raced at his words, a confusing mixture of fear and arousal coursing through me. Part of me wanted to protest, to curl up and hide from their hungry stares. But another part, a part I was still struggling to understand, felt a thrill at the idea of being used by all these powerful men.

Daddy Daniel’s hand came to rest on the small of my back, his touch both possessive and oddly comforting. “As tempting as that sounds, Lawrence,” he said, his voice low and smooth, “I’m afraid we’ll have to save that particular pleasure for another time. Miss Frieda will be here to collect Amy and Jenna any minute now.”

I felt a strange pang in my chest at his words. Disappointment at being denied more pleasure warred with relief that I wouldn’t be subjected to further use tonight. But underlying it all was a warmth that spread through me as Daddy Daniel continued speaking.

“Besides,” he said, his hand moving to cup my chin, tilting my face up to meet his gaze, “this little slut has already given me so much pleasure tonight. She’s been such a good girl, taking my cock so beautifully and coming on command like the obedient fuck toy she is.”

He sighed, turning his eyes back to Lawrence.

“But she needs a lot of cock. Be sure to fuck her as soon as you get the chance.”