13. Violet

Violet

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Itry so hard to stop myself from moaning and to ignore the wetness now coating my thighs under my skirt, but Max's mouth on my breasts feels way too good.

This is all I've wanted for so long and it's finally happening.

At least I think it is.

I could be wrong and these two masked men aren't actually my stepbrothers.

Maybe James snapped after I rejected him and got a friend to help him take what he wants from me?

For some reason that seems even more far-fetched than the idea of Maddox and Max suddenly coming back into my life out of the blue.

I wasn't sure if it was them at first.

I thought I was getting chased down by some crazy person through the library, but then the second masked man appeared, dressed identically to the first in dark jeans and a black hoodie. The only color on them coming from the garish glow of the yellow neon lights covering their faces. When he pushed me back into the others arms, I recognised his smell straight away.

Musk and motor oil.

It could belong to someone else, but the way he grabbed my throat and the other one tilted his head as he looked at me, instinct told me it had to be them.

They've come back for me.

With each dirty word they pour into my ears, I'm getting more and more lost in them.

I'll take any punishment they give me.

I try to speak, but Maddox's hand on my jaw makes my words slurred and more drool drips from my mouth. I feel it mix with Max's on my chest as it cools, making my nipples even harder and more sensitive.

My pussy aches for them to take me right here. I need them to tell me how filthy I am for wanting any of this.

"Enough games, time to get what we came for," the man, I pray is Max, says. His voice is low and so different from his own as something distorts it.

He stands up and unzips his dark jeans, pulling his cock free and fisting the end of it a few times. Exactly like he did when I had Maddox's cock in my mouth before.

Maddox moves my head to the side so Max has better access to me and he slowly runs the underside of his cock along my tongue before bottoming out, deep in my throat.

Just like before, he's not gentle and if Maddox wasn't still holding my jaw, my head would have slammed back against the shelf.

When he lets go, my lips lock around Max's cock, sucking him in even deeper as my tongue laps at him, tasting him for the second time. It's even better than I remembered.

"Oh, fuck. Love those sounds as you choke on me," Max grunts and he slowly pulls out before thrusting back in, deep into my throat again, making me gag. "Looks like we've found a girl hungry for cock tonight."

I hear another zipper and I strain my eyes to the right only to find another cock in my face. There's no way I'm going to be able to take both of them in my mouth at once and I start to panic as Maddox moves it towards me.

He rubs it under my nose filling my nostrils with the scent of his precome until all I can taste and smell is them. It's a heady aroma that makes my soaked pussy clench harder.

"She just loves cock. Bet she'd come straight away if I put it in her."

Max looks at Maddox and they share a quiet moment.

Eventually, Maddox says, "I'm only joking."

Then he kicks open my legs until they're spread wide and drops to one knee between them. His large hands start kneading my breasts, making me moan around Max's length.

I can just about see as Maddox lines his cock up between them and pushes them together.

With slow measured thrusts he fucks my breasts as I suck his brother's cock.

"Look at that, every part of your body was made to take cock. To take us."

I moan from Maddox's dirty words and Max's cock stiffens in my mouth. He grabs my hair, tight and fucks my mouth harder. It's brutal and raw, making my jaw ache and my throat burn, but I don't complain. I want more of the pain, more of him.

"Ah, fuck, sweetheart!" Max groans as he comes, filling my mouth up with him.

Sweetheart. My body melts as I hear that sweet name again.

As he pulls out, his come dribbles from my mouth and lands on my chest, coating the head of Maddox's cock.

"I'm sorry," I say roughly, as I swallow the rest of it.

I'm not sure if he'll be angry that his brother's come is now on his cock, but he doesn't seem to mind.

In fact, it seems to do the opposite as he starts to thrust his hips even faster. He digs his fingers in hard enough to bruise the tender flesh of my breasts and each time he thrusts up he twists my nipples.

It's torture.

Incredible, euphoric torture.

He starts to whimper as he nears his own release.

I've missed that sound so much. Just knowing that only I do that to him makes me feel so good.

"Open your mouth," Max orders and I open it wide as he grabs my hair, forcing my head down. I watch as ropes of come shoot out of Maddox's cock, landing on my tongue and my face.

"Fucking hell," Maddox sighs. "I was going to coat her tits in it, but that's way better."

He stands up and they both tuck themselves away as I try to blink the come from my lashes. There's a bright flash as one of them takes a photo of me. I couldn't care less what they do with it, all I want right now is to have my own orgasm.

I rub my thighs together trying to find some release.

"Oh, does the little whore want to come as well?" Maddox croons. "What do you think? Does she deserve it?"

"She did a very good job, even though she did get herself absolutely filthy, all covered in come." Max nods and I blink up at him, begging with my eyes to give me what I need.

Maddox grabs my hips and positions me onto my knees. There's less strain on my wrists this way and I manage to flex some life back into my tingling fingers.

Grabbing one side of my panties he tears them off in one brutal action.

"Fuck, these are soaked," Maddox says as he palms them, before putting them in his pocket. "What do you think? Skirt on or off?"

"She looks cute with it on, but a slut like her must be desperate to show her pussy off to two strangers." Max grabs my hips, pulling me forwards on my bent knees until I'm stretched out enough for my skirt to lay flat on my stomach as he flips it up. My pussy is spread wide open as he pushes my knees further apart.

"Perfect," he mumbles.

"Ready to come, little whore?" Maddox asks and I can hear the smirk in his voice.

I nod and beg for it. "Please, make me come. Please."

I wait for the feel of their fingers, their mouths, maybe even their cocks on my body.

Since I'm tied up with come drying onto my face and breasts, I'm not about to be picky with what I get.

My eyelashes flutter closed as I anticipate their first touch, but shoot back open as something cold and hard touches my pussy instead.

"What the—"

Maddox holds a silver, metallic baseball bat against my pussy, pushing it up so it's putting breathtaking pressure on my clit. "Ride it, get yourself off with the bat. It's the only way you'll be coming tonight," Max says coldly and the reality of what they're doing hits me.

They want to humiliate and degrade me, but it's not just for fun. They're proving a point that what I did still hangs in the air, making them hate me for it.

"If you don't want to, we could always leave you like this for someone else to find and use. Bet you'd like that wouldn't you, little whore? Bet you've had so many cocks in this pussy," Maddox sneers as he slides the bat back and forth along my pussy and a wave of shame washes over me as I feel myself dripping around it.

I've not been with anyone, but do they really think that's what I've been doing since I left? Rather than feeling an ounce of guilt they think I've moved on and I've been spending my time fucking random guys. Is that what they've been doing? Putting their dicks in other girls?

Maddox kicks my legs open even wider until they strain painfully and he presses the end of the bat to my entrance.

Please, no. I can only think the words as my mind's too blurred with a haze of lust and fear for me to get my mouth to work.

It's too big.

If he pushes it into me, he'll destroy me.

I watch as his chest moves with slow, deep breaths as he silently watches, like he's waiting for me to make the next move.

I lift my hips and the bat presses harder against me, making a deep ache set in.

"Fuck," Maddox sighs then he drags the bat away from my entrance and up to my clit.

Thank God.

He slides it up and down me a few more times like he's showing me what I need to do.

With a new sense of determination to prove a point and a desperation to get myself off, I start grinding my hips up and down, dragging my pussy along the cold metal.

I'm already so wet it becomes instantly slick and I slide along it, with humiliating ease. The hard pressure of it, as Maddox keeps it pressed upwards against me, is everything I need on my clit.

Just as I'm about to come, it's pulled away. I arch my hips, desperate to have something, anything touching my clit again.

"You want it back?" Maddox sneers. "Want to rub your filthy little pussy all over the bat?"

Heat burns behind my eyes and whilst holding back the tears, I nod.

Relief fills me as Maddox starts to bring the bat back towards me, but Max stops him, making me moan in frustration.

"Beg for us to let you come like your life depends on it. Maybe it does. Maybe if you don't beg like the slut you are, we'll fuck you with it instead."

Maddox's face snaps towards his brothers and although I can't see their expressions, I can feel the tense standoff they're having.

After a few seconds, Maddox turns back to me and taps my pussy with the end of the bat. "Beg," he demands coldly and I sob.

I don't have a clue how far they want me to take this, but the words tumble out easily. "Please, let me come. Please let me rub my pussy on the bat so I can come."

"More!" Max barks and I flinch.

My pussy clenches from his stern tone and I know from this moment on, I'm fucked if that's what turns me on.

My heart stops as Maddox tells me what to say. "Please treat me like the filthy whore I am and let me come for you. For only you."

I repeat the words quickly and I'm rewarded with the intense pressure of the bat on my pussy again.

I'm shaking and crying as they watch me ride it, but for some sick reason that gets me off more and I come quickly, my body bucking against the length.

"Fuck, didn't think she'd actually do it," Max laughs.

I'm panting heavily as Maddox pulls the bat away and holds it up to my face. "Lick it."

"No." I turn my face away, but he pushes it painfully against my cheek.

"I said, lick your come off the fucking bat, Violet!"

My name on his lips makes me sob.

How long has it been since I've heard it?

They may not be using their real voices, but I hear their inflections beneath the masks.

Maddox holds the bat in front of my mouth again and I close my lips tight.

"We don't want much from you," Max says and my eyes move to him. He stands with his arms folded as he leans nonchalantly against the wall opposite me. "Just your complete obedience and believe me, we will get it. It's up to you how difficult the road will be to get there though."

He pushes off and squats down next to me, one finger tipping my chin up. "Now, you're going to do everything we tell you to do and I expect no arguments from now on. Understood?"

I nod because what else am I going to do? Seems I underestimated them and whatever their revenge plan actually entails.

Opening my mouth, I push my tongue out and Maddox moves the bat just out of my reach so I have to chase after it like a dog hungry for a bone.

Dragging my tongue along the length, I try not to taste myself and I keep going until he finally pulls it away.

"That's better. It's nice following orders isn't it?" Max pats me on the head and as degrading as it is, it also makes me feel a little better, like I really did do a good job.

The comforting touch doesn't last long as he grabs my hair, holding his masked face close to mine. I squint against the bright glow searing my retinas.

"You going to be our good girl and keep following our orders?"

He loosens his grip on my hair just enough to let me nod.

"Good. Now you're going to run back to your dorm and you're not going to wash this come off. I want to still smell it on you, the next time we see you."

"Next time?" I ask, with an uneasy mix of fear and hope.

"You didn't think we were done with you, did you?" Maddox says as he stands up and starts pacing slowly in front of me. I wish I could see their faces to help me understand what they're feeling.

Moving closer to me, he strokes my hair and I lean into his touch, but he pulls away all too soon with a low chuckle.

Max unties my wrists and my body's so spent I can't hold myself up without them. He catches my head just before it hits the ground and lays me down.

"Remember, this body is all ours," he says quietly in my ear. "You're ours."

The intensity of his words makes him sound more like Maddox and I wonder if I mixed them up.

Then without another glance my way, they both walk off.

They got what they came for and they'll keep getting it no matter what.

I'm left shaking in the dark, my body too weak to even move. Fat tears won't stop rolling down my cheeks, but a crooked smile stays on my lips.

It's a twisted feeling, but finally I feel like I'm home again.