Taking What's Ours (Forced Submission 2)

“Open up, baby. Suck me off good.”

She closes her eyes and slowly opens her mouth. I push the tip of my cock against her lips and her tongue comes out to taste it.

“Oh fuck,” I moan. “You taste that, baby? You taste your pussy and my cum on me? You like that, don’t you?”

Her head bobs, but I don’t know if it’s in agreement or because Ridge is fucking her so hard. Her ass is high in the air and her chest is to the table. Her cunt drips with both Ridge’s and my cum and her mouth is wide open, begging to suck another load from me. I look up and see Ridge has his thumb in her asshole, working the tight ring hard while he pounds into her pussy. I watch that thumb go in and out and wish it was my dick.

I grab her hair and push her head all the way down on my cock, feeling it hit the back of her throat in one thrust. She doesn’t gag, but instead just swallows, and I feel my eyes roll back.

“Goddamn, baby. Do that again and I’ll nut in three seconds.”

I push in again, and I fell her swallow the head of my dick. It’s the best feeling I’ve ever had.

“Don’t forget my balls, baby. Lick your juices off of them from when you came all over me.” Releasing my cock, she sucks one of my balls into her mouth, then the other.

“Fuck!” I hear Ridge shout, and I know he’s close. Using the tight hold I have on her hair, I put her mouth back onto my cock and start pumping into her mouth like it’s her cunt.

I look up and we lock eyes. “Together, brother.”

He nods his agreement, and we both thrust into her at the same time. All at once, I’m cumming down her throat, hearing her sounds of pleasure as Ridge empties inside her pussy again, somehow triggering her own release.

The three of us cum at the same time. It’s perfect.

“Take every last drop of us,” I growl.

After she’s swallowed all of me, I pull out and look over to see Ridge has partially collapsed on top of her body. Both of us are spent from our orgasms.

I lean down, kissing her cheek softly as she’s too tired to pull away from me. “You did so good, baby.”

CHAPTER FOUR

CHARLOTTE

My body lies limp against the bed, boneless from the multiple orgasms forced from my body. Even in the large room I can smell the sex permeating the air. Every part of me is on fire and alive. I can’t remember the last time I came so hard, and all of it was caught on camera for anyone to see. I was used by two men and got off on it; my face warms at the reminder.

Glancing up at both the men, they stare down at me, their cocks straining for attention. Their faces both hard and predatory. Like the want to consume me. They said if I got them off one more time they’d be done with me, but the look in their eyes tells me that wasn’t true. My eyes shoot to the camera, wondering how long until someone comes bursting into the room to save me.

The one named Hudson follows my line of sight, and I see his fists clench.

“Fuck, I want in her cunt again,” Ridge grits out, staring at my pussy. “It wasn’t enough.” He says it like he’s in pain.

My body aches all over. It feels like they’re still in me.

“Times up, man. Don’t worry, she’ll be ours again. They can’t hold us forever,” Hudson says, a promise to his words. He adjusts himself, putting his still-hard cock into his pants.

Grabbing my face, Ridge meets my eyes. His dark green eyes are such a contrast to his blond hair. “One more taste before they take you from us, but I promise, it won’t be the last.” The conviction in his words sends a chill up my spine. His mouth urgently covers mine and his tongue pushes inside. I don’t fight him because there’s really no use. He sucks my tongue into his mouth and I try my best to not react.

We both freeze when the sounds of crashing wood and metal fill the room, and my heart starts pounding out of control once again. Ridge pulls himself from me, righting his clothes and looking around the room for something. I scurry from the bed, trying to find something to cover myself with. I feel their cum drain out of me when I stand, coating my thighs. “I hope you’re on the pill, baby,” whispers through my mind.

Ridge’s eyes are on the door that’s starting to give way, but Hudson stares at me. “Clothes on, Doc,” he says, before turning his attention back to Ridge. “This is it, and don’t fucking forget this one is mine.”

“Bullshit, you had the last two,” Ridge snaps.

“Come on, this is the last one. Don’t be a mean bastard, I need this. Plus, you got to slide into the Doc first,” Hudson says, motioning towards me.

They both just stare at each other for a few beats, then start playing what looks like a paper rock scissors game. They’re clearly fucking crazy.

“Doc, I said clothes,” Hudson barks at me again, but the door finally gives way, flooding the room with men wearing riot gear.

I expect them to fight or to lash out in some way. Instead, both of them drop to their knees, putting their hands behind their heads while looking right at me. From their size, I’m sure they could take out a few. They’re both huge. Even on their knees, they still look intimidating.

“They raped me,” I whisper, as if it isn’t obvious, and everyone looks at me.

“You dumb fucks. You fucking raped the warden’s girlfriend? Do you want to die?” one of the guards says.

I need to get out of here. I need to get to a hospital.