Taking What's Naughty (Forced Submission 6)

It’s frustrating and exhilarating at the same time. She couldn’t be more perfect for us if we crafted her ourselves. Everything about her fits us, and we’re going to show her how much her body wants us. We’ll show her that this isn’t some game we’re playing like she thinks it is. That all the times we asked her out weren’t about some quick fuck. Planting our baby inside her lets her know this is forever. This is real, and the time for pushing us away is long gone.

Kellan makes his way over to the bathroom as I watch Remy push into Leila’s pussy. Her back arches off the bed, thrusting her tits into the air, her nipples as hard as my cock. I can’t even imagine how they’ll be when they’re filled with milk. I can already see the three of us fighting to get at them, and the thought makes me smile.

“Oh, God, Remy.” She moans out his name.

All I can seem to do is watch as Remy slides in and out of her pussy. His dick’s coated in cum and virgin blood, and I pray there will be some left to coat my cock, too. I want it marked on my skin like a trophy of what we’ve claimed.

Remy tries to bury himself deeper into her pussy, but the bindings on her legs don’t give him the room he needs. Reaching down, I free both her legs and he gets higher on his knees, pulling her ass onto his lap, gripping her hips as he starts to drive deeper into her.

“Fuck. I’m hitting her cervix. I swear it’s trying grab hold of my cock and suck my cum down,” Remy grunts as he picks up speed.

The bed squeaks and groans under Remy’s motions, making Leila’s tits bounce. I can’t seem to pull my eyes away from them, and neither can Kellan. He’s taken up residence in the chair beside the bed, stroking himself as Remy loses control on Leila’s body.

“It’s because her body knows what’s good for her. That sweet cocksucking mouth of hers might be saying no, but her pussy is begging for you to fill it. Her greedy kitty knows what’s best.” Leila closes her eyes at my words, probably because she knows them to be true. She’s still fighting what we all know she wants. “It’s okay, Leila. We’ll always give you what you need when you try to deny yourself.”

“She’s going to get every fucking drop of it,” Remy confirms. Kellan grunts as he lazily strokes himself from the chair and enjoys the show. He’s always about the buildup—teasing himself then going in for the kill. He and Remy are polar opposites whereas I seem to keep our balance. The three of us work so perfectly together, and she’s going to be the heart in the center of us. Where I balance us, she’ll be the glue that holds us together.

She kept fighting the inevitable, though. It nearly broke my heart at times when she’d pull away from us. I warned her this would happen. Each day she showed up in those tight pencil skirts and button-up blouses that hug her tits. Making it impossible for us to do our jobs was just another nail in her coffin. Maybe if she hadn’t pushed us so far and teased us for so long, it wouldn’t have had to be like this. But with the way her body is responding to us right now, I’m thinking our little Leila likes being taken and having her pussy used for our pleasure.

“You did this on purpose, didn’t you? You wanted to drive us into taking you by force. You wanted us to take the choice away.” Her eyes fly open and lock on mine as she glaring daggers at me. Her anger only turns me on further. She’s the only woman in the whole fucking world I’ve ever met who could piss me off and make me want to kiss her at the same time.

Now it doesn’t matter. We can do whatever we want with her and she can’t stop us. She’ll be ours forever. Tonight is going to bind her to us. She’ll never be free. She’ll wake up every morning with one of us thrusting inside of her, and she’ll go to bed every night with another doing the same.

“Doesn’t matter now, Leila. Your fate was sealed when the three of us walked into this room. Now we’re going to plant our seed deep inside you, and you’ll never be free of us.”

Kellan grunts at my words, still stroking himself as he watches.

“Fuck, I’m going to cum already if you keep talking about us putting a baby inside her.”

“Oh, we’re going to fuck a baby right into her sweet little cunt,” I confirm.

“Make her cum hard. I want her pussy to suck every drop of me deep inside her.”

“With pleasure.” I drop down onto the bed, and Remy raises her a little for me. I spread her pussy lips and attack her clit with my tongue while Remy continues to thrust in and out of her. The smell of us on her body hits me hard, making me growl against her pussy.

The sensation of me on her clit and Remy fucking her hard push her over the edge. She cums around his cock, and I feel her pulses against my tongue.

“That’s it. Latch on to my dick, Leila. Show us how much you want this,” Remy moans out in pleasure, releasing himself deep inside her.

I let go of her clit, pulling back as Remy falls on top of her. He’s still thrusting a little, probably trying to make sure every drop gets deep inside her womb. Not wanting to waste any of it. He peppers kisses all over her neck and face before finally pulling himself out of her and rolling to the side. He lies there, filling one of his hands with her tit, and it overflows in his palm.

“My turn.”

“I can’t. I don’t…” Her voice is soft and still filled with the pleasure of her last orgasm. She probably doesn’t think her body can handle another one, but she’s wrong. I won’t stop until I get it, and I’m getting it when my cock is deep in her cunt. She’ll milk me just like she did Remy and Kellan. I don’t care if I have to rut into her for hours. I’ll have that pleasure.