It’s true. I don’t. My father never talked about it. I knew that it had something to do with pleasure. I knew when I climaxed what that meant. I picked up little bits here and there over the years, overheard conversations with a few passing raiders and travelers, but nobody told me about the liquid.
“Let me show you,” Alexios says. “Lie back. Tore, hold her so I can cover those breasts...”
“Don’t you dare get that on me,” Tore growls, nevertheless putting me into position, my arms pulled back behind me, my chest thrust out. Again, I am vulnerable and exposed. I squirm, but Tore holds me in place on his lap, murmurs little words of encouragement to me, while threatening Alexios.
“There’s seven of us. Better get used to cum,” Alexios smirks, his fist pumping along the shaft of his cock. “You’re beautiful, girl, and you’re going to earn so much of our cum. These are just the first tastes...”
Just like Tore, his voice becomes strained, his breathing catches, his grunts are more guttural as he strokes his cock with hard, swift motions, then throws his head back and lets out a roar of release.
His cum shoots in great jetting streams, landing on my breasts, slipping down and coating my nipples in warm viscous fluid.
It feels... nice. Not just the warm cum, but seeing him like that. These men are incredibly strong and perfectly in control, but they lose control when they are with me, even if only for a few moments.
Keanau and Pharaoh are left, their hands wrapped around their cocks.
“Do you want to taste more?” Pharaoh asks the question, his elegant, brutal beauty captivating me into a small nod.
Tore releases me, Alexios’ seed running down my breasts as the thickness of the semen seems to dissolve into a stickier part and a watery one, but I am not paying attention to the cum on me. I am paying attention to the cock in front of me.
“Take it in your mouth,” Pharaoh urges me gently. “Suck on it a little, let your mouth go up and down.”
Before, they were taking my mouth, now I am the one doing the work on my hands and knees, my tongue tracing a delicate little path around the head of his dick.
“Yes, good girl,” he praises. His voice is already changing, getting tighter, deeper. I like it. I wrap my lips around the head of his cock completely and give a little sucking motion. The rumble in return, followed by a gasping exhale teaches me so much. I may be small, may be weak. I was starting to think I would be utterly unable to control my destiny, but this shows me I can.
I let my mouth sink deeper, keeping my lips tight, and I feel Pharaoh move forward. He’s no longer standing. He’s on his knees on the bed, and as I sink down to find his cock again, a sense of mischievous power rushes through me.
They own me, but maybe I own them too. They need me. I am the only woman within miles. I am the only one who can satisfy them this way.
“She has some talent at that,” Keanau murmurs. He is still to come, and I can see his cock throbbing with need, the head swollen, the shaft gripped tightly in his fist. Looking him in the eye, I run my mouth in a deliberately slow motion over Pharaoh’s rod, my tongue twisting around his shaft.
“Oh, you little minx,” Keanau growls, the very corner of his lip twisting in what might be amusement.
Maybe I shouldn’t tease him, but the only power I’ve felt I’ve had since I got here was when I killed the sheriff—and I can’t kill them all. I’ll have to settle for little torments, like making Keanau watch me bring pleasure to another man while he stands there aching with need for me.
“Good girl, nice and slow, take it all,” Pharaoh encourages me, not seeing what is going on with Keanau. I do as I am told, but I make a show of it.
Keanau’s brows rise, his lips spread in what might be a grin, but looks more like a snarl.
I keep working my mouth over Pharaoh’s thick rod, feeling it grow harder and hotter, hearing his groans of pleasure as my slower motions move him toward a powerful climax. I never break eye contact with Keanau, I make him watch what he doesn’t yet have. I let my tongue twirl with artistic flair, I torment him in every way until finally Pharaoh cannot take any more and spills his seed down my throat with a ragged cry.
“Oh, you’re mine now,” Keanau says, grabbing me the moment I am done swallowing. I have been teasing his big, thick rod for long minutes now and he is all out of patience.
He takes my head between his big, powerful hands, and he pushes his cock into my mouth, fucking me harder and deeper and more forcefully than any of the others did.
Obscene wet sounds fill the room as he plunges his cock into my mouth, ravaging my lips.
“You’re a hot little fuck,” he growls down at me, those dark eyes locked on mine. “I’m going to use your pussy like this too. I’m going to hold you down and fuck that virgin cunt of yours so long and so hard...” He trails off into a grunt, but his words have had the effect he wanted. I am bucking my hips against my hand, rubbing my wet pussy, looking for the peak that seems to elude me over and over again.
In the end, it is not my touch, but his words that send me over the edge, the promise of being fucked and used and owned—all terrifying prospects when I am clear of mind suddenly becoming utterly arousing now that I have his dick plunging into my mouth.
We both climax as he hammers his cock over my tongue, my fingers desperately rubbing that slippery bud until the pleasure makes my muscles seize and I am allowed to collapse back against the bed.
“Good girl,” Alexios praises me first. They all join in, masculine rumbles of approval that make me glow almost as much as the orgasm did. I have not been treated this way before—and I like it.
I like feeling the aftermath of pleasure, shared with others. I like the way they lie next to me on the bed, Alexios on one side of me, Keanau on the other, Tore and Pharaoh two muscular sentinels at either side.
Since being captured, I have existed in a state of tension. My previous orgasms were small valves, alleviating some of the pressure, but this is something else—a total relaxation that allows me to sink into the bed and lose myself in their embrace.