I would have preferred for Rourke to be the first one to fuck me in the ass—at least he would be gentle. I remembered how much it hurt when Brody took my virginity—and how amazing my second time was when Rourke took his place. It didn’t seem like I had much of a choice. Brody removed his clothes and I felt something sticky on my ass—lubricant for what he intended to do. He pushed a finger into my ass and started stretching me—getting it ready for his cock. All I could do was lay there and wait—wait for my next moment of agony when he finally penetrated it with something much larger than what was already making me ache.
“You sure you don’t want to go first?” Brody lifted his hand and brought it crashing down on my ass, which was still stinging from the whip.
SMACK!
“Nah, there’s something else I can enjoy.” Rourke walked around and brushed his finger across my lips. “You’re ready to make me come, aren’t you princess?”
“Yes, Master” I looked up at him and nodded.
Rourke removed his clothes and I parted my lips to take him into my mouth. Brody pushed a second finger into my ass and made me whimper, but that was silenced by Rourke’s cock. Brody alternated between stretching my hole and spanking my stinging ass—each one a little harder than the one before it. Normally, I could take a spanking from him without protest, but if he spanked me as much as he normally did, my ass was going to be sore the next day due to the marks that the whip left behind.
I felt Brody finally remove his fingers and hold my cheeks apart as his cock pushed between them. I braced for the agony and it came as soon as he started forcing it inside my tightest hole. Surprisingly, Brody was gentle. I didn’t expect that from him. I thought he would force his entire length in and start pounding me so hard the bench threatened to break considering what he did to me when we were in the bedroom. His kindness was appreciated, even if I couldn’t tell him because Rourke—my other Master—was using my mouth for his pleasure. Not that I minded, I had learned to really love doing dirty, filthy things for him.
Maybe I’ll even love to be the girl on my knees for him too. I don’t know if I’ll truly like being ordered around, but I can beg and please—that part turns me on.
Brody continued pushing his cock into my ass—giving me a few gentle thrusts to make it go deeper as he held my hips tightly. Rourke had started to throb in my mouth, especially when my lips were against his balls, so I knew it wouldn’t take him much longer to erupt. I was ready for it—just to feel his bliss on my lips. The whip had gotten me so wet that I could feel my lust all over the leather beneath my pelvis, and my pussy was begging for attention. I never imagined having two of them using my body for their own desires without even being able to come. The anticipation was killing me and the longer I waited, the more my pussy craved to be touched—fucked—anything but ignored.
“Fuck—your mouth feels so fucking good.” Rourke let out a loud gasp.
They have no idea what this is doing to me—or maybe they do. Maybe that’s the point. Take me to the height of unfiltered desire and never let me come—they’re fucking evil if that’s what submission is truly about.
“So fucking tight…” Brody let out a loud grunt. “It feels amazing.”
Rourke throbbed harder and then I felt him pulsate. Cum splattered into my throat and I started to swallow it, just like I had learned to do every time my mouth became the source of their pleasure. Once he was done, he pulled back and let me drain the last few drops from the head before his dick fell away from my lips. Then I just had Brody to satisfy—Brody who was almost as far in the ass as he could go—Brody who was making my tightest hole hurt for his pleasure. He pulled back and gave me a harder thrust—one that made his pelvis slam into my ass. He left his cock buried there for a moment and then started to thrust—slowly getting faster as the lubrication provided him what he needed to go deep each time.
“You’re going to learn to love this,” Brody grunted. “I know I sure as fuck will.”
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“Ouch!” I whimpered and moaned.
“Just like you’ve learned to love getting your ass spanked.” He chuckled and slammed his cock deep into me.
Brody’s thrusts got even faster. The ache that had been present since the beginning began to fade. The difference between having the pain fade when he was inside my ass versus when he took my virginity was that there was no feeling of pleasure on the other side of it. I was just being used so he could get the release he craved. I felt the bench rocking, and then it began to vibrate. That did something—the motion and the vibrations made my clit immediately send a current of pleasure through my body. I chased the feeling, pressing my clit to the leather and trying to recreate the feeling. It wasn’t there—he wasn’t fucking me as hard as the singular thrust that made me squirm. I knew what I had to do—even though I was afraid I would regret it.
“Harder…” I moaned. “Fuck me harder.”
Brody responded without hesitation. He gave me thrusts that made the bench creak against the floor. The vibration from the bounce, the motion—the feeling of him going deep in my ass. It all started to feel good as long as my clit was against the leather. I started moaning louder, feeling the pressure build up inside me. I had been teased and deprived for so long that my entire body was ready for a release. I felt Brody throbbing inside me. He couldn’t come —not yet. I wasn’t there. I needed more. I used my own weight to rock the bench with his thrusts which caused my body to go forward and backward—meeting his balls so hard that the punished flesh on the surface of my ass really started to burn. I didn’t care. It was bringing me closer to bliss—so close I could almost taste it.
“Oh god!” I threw my head back and screamed. “I’m gonna come!”
My body erupted in euphoria. I felt Brody began to throb harder. He definitely wasn’t expecting me to come —it sent him over the edge immediately. Hot cum spewed into my ass—each pulsation sending more of his seed deep into my tightest hole. It felt amazing and I didn’t want it to stop. I wanted him to keep going. I rocked the bench a few more times, forcing more of the amazing bliss to flood my veins with endorphins. The spasms finally began to settle. A sense of relief swept across me. Brody began to slowly withdraw—gently removing his cock as it slid backward—then he was gone.
Maybe I’m going to like being a submissive girl for them after all.
Rourke
Present day
The last thing Brody said to me echoed in my head as I walked outside the cabin and stared at the tranquil scene in front of me. Why didn’t my time in jail change me? Why did I hold onto to what I had with Anabelle so fiercely, even after she betrayed me? She didn’t deserve anything less than absolute hate. Maybe I just loved her too much to let go—even when she turned on me and did the one thing a submissive woman would never do—walked away from her Master. I knew why, and that was my fault—giving in to lust instead of forging the relationship the way that it should have been done. I had a chance to change that, but I didn’t have long. If she was ever going to be mine, I had to truly break her.
I walked back i
nside and went into the bedroom. She had been tied up on the bed for a long time. Inside, I was eaten up by the sight of her suffering. She hadn’t eaten—hadn’t even been given a drink of water—yet she hadn’t asked for it either. The punishment she got was all she desired, and I didn’t even really think she deserved to have that. I walked over and sat down next to her—her eyes opened slowly. There was pain behind them—I hoped it was the right kind of pain. I reached over and pulled the gag free, but I didn’t do it gently.
“Do you want me again?” Her eyes begged me to say yes.
“No.” I shook my head back and forth. “You have nothing I really want—just something I had to have after being without for so long.”