Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 61508 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 308(@200wpm)___ 246(@250wpm)___ 205(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61508 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 308(@200wpm)___ 246(@250wpm)___ 205(@300wpm)
I whimpered in agreement, the sound muffled by the cock in my mouth. Yes, I was loving it. Despite the soreness setting in, despite the frustration of being denied release over and over, I wanted more. Needed more.
The other daddies took their turns, each commenting on how responsive I was, how eagerly my body welcomed them. Their words of praise and degradation blended together, washing over me in waves that only heightened my arousal.
As Daddy Kwame’s long, slender cock reached depths inside me that made me see stars, and Daddy Tom’s thick shaft opened me until I screamed around Daddy Reggie’s salty shaft moving between my lips, Daddy Daniel’s commanding voice suddenly cut through the haze of pleasure and pain that had enveloped me.
“Gentlemen,” he announced, his tone filled with authority and a hint of excitement, “I believe it’s time we truly test our little Amy’s limits. What do you say we see how she handles three cocks at once?”
Again the six daddies chorused their enthusiasm. A shiver of anticipation and fear went down my spine. My body trembled, a mixture of exhaustion and arousal making my limbs feel heavy and my mind foggy.
“Before we proceed,” Daddy Daniel continued, his voice taking on a more serious tone, “I have a question for you all. Our Amy has been such a good girl tonight, taking everything we’ve given her without complaint. Do you think she’s earned the right to come when she’s being fucked by three of you at once?”
There was a moment of silence as the other daddies considered the question. I held my breath, my heart pounding in my chest. The prospect of finally being allowed release after hours of torturous edging was almost too much to bear.
“I say let her come,” Daddy Victor’s deep voice rumbled. “She’s proven herself a worthy fuck toy.”
“Agreed,” Daddy Kwame chimed in. “The little slut has earned it.”
One by one, the other daddies voiced their agreement. I felt tears of gratitude and relief spring to my eyes, overwhelmed by their decision, as humiliating as it was to have my body discussed that way.
“Very well,” Daddy Daniel said, a note of pride in his voice. “Amy, you’ve pleased us all greatly tonight. When you’re taking three cocks at once, you have permission to come. But only then, understand?”
“Yes, Daddy,” I gasped, my voice hoarse from their cocks’ use. “Thank you, Daddy. Thank you all.”
With that, I felt hands working to undo the straps that had held me bound to the spanking bench for so long. As the restraints fell away, I realized how sore and stiff my muscles had become. Gentle hands helped me to stand, supporting me as my legs trembled beneath me.
Daddy Daniel’s strong arms encircled me, holding me steady as he guided me toward the center of the room. Daddy Victor had already positioned himself on the leather-upholstered bench that stood there, his muscular body a feast for the eyes as he lay on his back. His thick cock stood proudly erect, glistening with a mixture of my juices and his own pre-cum.
“Easy now,” Daddy Daniel murmured in my ear as he helped me straddle Daddy Victor’s supine form. “Take him inside you slowly.”
I nodded, my breath catching in my throat as I felt the soft tip of Daddy Victor’s manhood part my pussy lips and press at the opening to my aching womb.
Slowly, I lowered myself onto the impressive shaft, gasping as he filled me completely. The stretch was intense, my pussy sensitive from hours of use. I began to move, rocking my hips experimentally, savoring the delicious friction.
Behind me, I felt Daddy Daniel’s presence. His large hands came to rest on my hips, steadying me as I rode Daddy Victor’s cock. Then I felt something cool and slick against my rear entrance. I tensed instinctively, knowing what was coming.
“Shh, relax,” Daddy Daniel murmured, his voice soothing yet commanding. “You’re going to take both of these cocks like a good girl, aren’t you?”
I nodded, forcing myself to breathe deeply as Daddy Daniel’s lubed finger pressed against my rosebud, still tight despite the hours I’d worn the horrid punishment plug. My special daddy worked me open slowly, adding a second finger when I had adjusted to the first. The dual sensations of fullness in my pussy and the stretching of my anus sent shivers of pleasure through my body.
Once Daddy Daniel was satisfied with his preparation, I felt him step back. A moment later, Daddy Kwame’s tall form loomed behind me. His long, elegant cock pressed against my lubed entrance, seeking admittance.
“Ready, bad girl?” Daddy Kwame’s deep voice rumbled.
Before I could respond, he began to push forward. The pressure was intense, painful. I cried out, my body instinctively trying to pull away. But Daddy Victor’s strong hands on my hips held me in place.