“I like this outfit, but it covers up too much.” Ranger lifts my hips to push the skirt up around them. “That’s better.”
I look up at Dash, desperate to get through to him as my body begins to tense in preparation for another orgasm. Tears roll down my face. I try to pull away, to beg them to stop because I can’t take anymore, but all he does is hold my head still while I succumb to yet another orgasm.
I’m in a daze as he pulls out, only for Arden to turn my head so he can take Dash’s place. Spasms wrack my body, and I don’t know if I’m sobbing with pain or pleasure. Someone closes my right hand around their dick, and I know it must be Ranger taking his turn. I stroke him while sucking Arden, then switch so Ranger can have his turn while Arden’s being stroked.
He finally lets me up for air, and I let out a broken cry. “Oh, please. Please, make it stop!”
“Doesn’t it feel good anymore?” Dash reaches between my legs. The buzzing from the wand intensifies, and I scream before I can help it. They’re not going to stop until this kills me.
Ranger begins unhooking the closures at the front of the corset until he lays it open. He lowers his head and takes one of my nipples into his mouth before doing the same to the other. “I wanna come all over these tits,” he grunts, but I can barely hear him over my weakening cries. Sweat rolls down the back of my neck, and my muscles ache from tensing for so long.
“Don’t tell me you want to stop now.” Arden reaches down to play with the dildo, pushing it a little deeper, teasing me.
“I can’t take any more. Oh, please…” It’s happening again, that clenching, the tension unbearable. I roll my hips in a last-ditch effort to knock the toys free, but Dash only holds my hips down to stop me.
This time, when it hits, everything goes dark. I sink into deep, peaceful blankness, barely able to hear the talking around me. The vibrations stop, and I want to weep with relief, but I can barely work up the strength to open my eyes.
When I do, it’s to find Dash hovering over me. Thrusting. Fucking me. I was too out of it to register him inside me. “So fucking tight,” he grunts before plunging deeper. “So fucking wet, Jesus…”
“Give me that mouth.” Ranger is almost frantic, shoving past my lips and making me groan and gag. “Are those tears, little slut? Can’t handle a few orgasms?”
“I think she’s still coming,” Dash observes with a breathless laugh. “Trying to milk my cock.”
Arden’s rough when he takes my jaw in his hand and turns my head, making Ranger fall free. “Is that true? Are you thirsty for cum? Even your pussy wants it.” He takes my mouth this time, grunting with every strong, merciless thrust. Ranger takes my hand and thrusts into it, fucking my closed fist.
All while Dash moves over me, grunting every time he rolls his hips and fills me up. “Shit. I’m gonna come.” He pulls free quickly, taking himself in his hand. Out of the corner of my eye, I watch him come, not on me but beside me on the table.
Arden leaves my mouth, and I suck in a deep breath before Ranger resumes his face fucking. Arden, meanwhile, climbs between my open thighs, resuming his merciless thrusts inside my pussy this time.
“That’s right, take that cock,” Dash encourages. “Take it, slut.” I should hate him for that, but the opposite is true. I love it. I want to hear him say it again. I would tell him so if my mouth wasn’t full with Ranger, whose frantic thrusts sync up almost perfectly with Arden’s.
“Fuck. It’s too much. Oh, shit—” Arden pulls out, and the sounds of his groans tell me he’s coming, too. I’m so exhausted by the time Ranger pulls out of my mouth that my head falls back against the table. I can’t hold it up anymore.
“Don’t tell me you’re too tired for one more cock,” Ranger growls, climbing onto the table and forcing my thighs to part even wider than before. Unlike his friends, he strokes my clit, making my eyes fly open and my hips buck.
“Please, it hurts!” I whimper, but he only laughs nastily before pushing his dick inside me.
Dash joins me on my right side, Arden on the left. “Do you know how gorgeous you are, getting fucked like this?” Dash asks.
“You fucking whore,” Arden adds as he smacks my cheeks just hard enough to sting. “Getting fucked for money. Loving it. Do you know how wet you are? I could drown in it.”
Ranger rolls his hips, and I can barely bite back a moan of pleasure. I didn’t think I could handle more, but this is almost too good. Especially when they talk to me like that. Why do I like it so much?
Dash laughs, twisting my head around to look me in the eye. “You can pretend all you want, but deep down, you’re hungry for all the cock you can stand, aren’t you?”
“No.” Arden turns my head, swiping his tongue over my mouth. I moan again, louder this time. “It’s cum she wants. When she’s finished, she’ll lick it all up like the filthy little cum slut she is.”
Even as my will battles against this, some deeper part of me responds by lighting up. “There she goes,” Ranger grunts with a laugh. “She’s getting ready to blow again. That’s right, slut. Come on my cock. Let me feel you come.”
“Do you want to come on his cock?” Arden asks, licking my mouth again before slapping my cheeks. “Huh?”
Dash leans in on the other side, biting my earlobe before whispering, “Let it go. I want to hear you scream.”
I couldn’t stop if I wanted to, and I don’t want to. A scream builds in my chest before spilling out, splitting the air, and the sound of their laughter mixes with it. I barely register Ranger leaving me and finishing on the table like his friends did. All I know is, I can’t possibly take more.
I could weep with relief when the restraints are undone—but I’m not finished yet. “Go on,” Ranger mutters, helping me into a sitting position before pointing to the pool of cum on the table. “Lick it up like you were told.”
I don’t want to, but they’re not giving me a choice. If this is what it takes, so be it.
I don’t move fast enough, though. Ranger clamps a hand around the back of my neck and forces my head down. “I said, lick it up. Now.”
With a whimper, I reach out with my tongue and lick up every last drop. I’m too far gone to even taste it, my head spinning and my body trembling.
All I hear is Arden’s approving, “Good girl,” before I close my eyes and collapse.