Dark Signs

7

“M y turn now, poppet.” It was Caz. His hoarse whisper at the shell of my ear sent a new chill across my sweaty, sticky skin.

“Remember the rules, Caz,” Kill said with warning.

“Make the poppet weep and don't let her cum. Got it.”

“We’ll see how great your composure is then, won’t we?” Kill spoke with what sounded like a smile.

Caz's cock was in me before I even realised he was at least partially undressed and ready to take me. He seated himself fully in one swift motion. Pulsing his hips, grinding me down on his long length.

Caz’s cock was longer than Nav's, and the thrust up from him at this angle hit my cervix every single time he thrust into me. I gasped ruggedly as I took him completely, time and time again.

“I think Val wants to see those perfect tits bounce as you fuck our darling, Caz.” Nav said from somewhere in the room.

“I think you're right,” agreed Kill.

I heard a metal on metal sound and then felt a cool object touch the base of my neck.

“Hold her still,” Kill said, he was very, very close.

Kill held the object there for a second as Caz shallowly rolled his hips into mine, his cock gently massaging my inner walls, careful not to jostle me too roughly.

I didn’t want to be held still, I wanted friction. I needed it. I started to move my hips, spearing myself on Caz’s cock, creating delicious tension between us.

“Don’t fucking move.” Kill said in a whisper-growl against my flesh as he grabbed me tightly by the throat and angled my face upward. He drew the object down over my neck and back up to my jaw, holding it lightly to my skin, it was cool to the touch.

He dragged the slick, cool object back down to the junction of my throat where I felt a slight nick as he sliced the object into my skin.

I realised with a start, that Kill had a knife, and had just cut into my flesh. The wound wouldn’t have been more than a centimetre or two, but it still stung.

The metallic tang scent of my blood tinged the air, I could smell it, even through my hood. A collective hiss sounded throughout the room from all directions.

Caz stopped his gentle rocking inside of me. I heard his deep inhale against the side of my throat as he looked down at the cut.

I breathed through my teeth at the slight hurt but that hurt was quickly replaced with pleasure as the pad of a soft tongue licked the wound clean with far too tender licks and kisses.

“You’re going to be trouble, little dove.” Kill stated with what sounded like adoration as he peppered the wound with more kisses.

Before I could think anything more of it, Kill slowly drew the knife back down my neck until he hit the fabric of my black ruffled blouse. One by one, he slid the knife through the buttons holding the flimsy material together, each one popping off my blouse and echoing around the room as they fell to the floor.

I liked that shirt.

Once he had cut all the way down, I felt the fabric part open around me as the air of the room kissed my bare flesh.

Fuck .

With another quick knick, he snipped the front of my bra, and it too fell open, exposing my heavy breasts.

My nipples were pebbled, beaded and hard, their peaks adorned with little silver barbells.

My motto in life was always, ‘if I didn't like the way something about my body looked, cover it with piercings and tattoos’ and that's exactly what I did with my nipples. I had never liked them, so when the opportunity arose to get them pierced, I took it. I've liked them better ever since.

I liked them even more now with the way these men were worshipping me and my breasts, my body, the way that they were.

“Mmm… Look at those perfect tits. Make them bounce for us, Caz.” Nav said with what sounded like a smile in his otherwise strained voice.

That's exactly what Caz did.

Like with Nav, Caz's pace was hard and rough.

He started fucking into me with desperation and need. Every thrust into me hit me deeply.

Every bounce on Caz’s cock made my breasts bounce in unison. I was putting on a show for my boys and I knew the piercings in my nipples would glimmer with little facets of light from the small diamonds on each end of the barbell.

My breasts were large enough to be more than a handful and being the larger girl I was, they didn't look out of proportion. So with every slap of Caz's balls against my ass, they bounced. If they wanted to watch, they would get a show.

I could feel a trickle of warmth as my blood slowly dribbled a lazy path down from the small hurt from Kill's blade.

“These are simply perfect,” I heard Nav say, as he, without warning, pinched my nipples and rolled them between his long fingers.

I hadn't even heard him approach.

His lips found the path of blood on my skin, as he too licked and sucked away the hurt with a deep predatory purr.

I gasped out in pleasure .

“You bleed so prettily for us, darling.” Nav crooned softly against my flesh.

His words left my mouth dry and my pussy clenching tightly around Caz.

His mouth left the skin of my neck as he let a nipple go, but only to instantly replace it with his mouth. The soft, silken feel of his wet tongue against my nipple was divine. He scraped his teeth over the sensitive bud of my nipple then bit down.

His teeth were sharp, but the bite didn't last long, and it was soothed out with another languid circle of his tongue, and it was enough to send shivers down my spine and curl my insides into pure liquid heat.

“Fuck,” Caz said through gritted teeth. “She likes that, Nav. Do it again.”

Nav did, and bit down into the flesh of my breast.

“Gods, her pussy clenched so tightly on my cock when you did that. I can feel her.”

Nav did it again. Pulling my nipple deep into his mouth, his tongue laving over my skin.

“Every.” Thrust . “Fucking.” Thrust . “Ridge.” Thrust .

One hand wound its way around my throat, holding me firmly to his chest, the other held my hands together tightly.

My back was arched, my thighs spread to accommodate his larger form, with each thrust, I could feel my sanity slipping.

Caz fucked me deeply, his cock filling my every crevice while Nav played with my nipples.

Grabbing a handful of each breast, he brought them to his lips and sucked down hard. Little nips and bites, pain, followed by lavish licks and kisses, pleasure.

These boys were masters at playing the two so cleverly and carefully. It was intoxicating.

Once more, I could feel my orgasm climbing, each thrust from Caz sending me higher. The sound of my wetness and his cock, our skin slapping together with each thrust was utterly musical as it echoed around us. My moans through the gag and the blindfold hood I still wore, were muffled but still very loud as I started to shatter around him .

My breath hitched and my clit tingled. I was clenching hard on Caz's cock, coaxing my orgasm out with each and every deep thrust.

White started to blind my vision as my orgasm began to roll in, pleasure filling my every fibre when suddenly, Caz pulled out roughly with a groan and a out forced “fuck.”

Caz’s cock was rock hard as it jutted into my ass cheek as his own breathing faltered. His heartbeat erratic against my back.

Nav still had my nipples in his grip though, pulling tightly, almost to the point of pain.

Once more, my orgasm had been so rudely denied.

I cried out loudly, tears forming in the corners of my eyes.

“Naughty, naughty, naughty little dove,” Kill chastised from somewhere so very close.

I felt the brush of air against my back and heard Caz swallow thickly, as if he couldn't get down a full breath.

Kill's hand brushed against the back of my head as he pulled away and Caz inhaled sharply and deeply. He coughed out a strangled sound.

Kill had forced Caz into submission with a hand around his throat.

Caz knew he was playing with fire letting me get that close to my own orgasm. He knew the rules, but he was too lost in the moment to realise I was that close.

And by the grace of the Gods, I was going to take my pleasure if he was giving it so freely.

“That was too close, Caz. Let her cool down,” Kill spoke coldly through his teeth.

“Only once she's away from that ledge, can you enter her again. I should deny your own orgasm for that.”

“Fuck, no. It won't happen again, Sir. Please let me fill her. I need to fill her.” Caz begged.

“If it happens again…”

“It won't.”

“Be certain it doesn't.” He snapped with finality.

Nav idly and innocently played with my nipples while Caz and Kill bickered, my building orgasm subsided once more.

Once my pussy had stopped fluttering and clenching on nothing and my heartbeat had calmed, Caz brought the head of his cock back to my entrance, teasing me slowly with it. Shallowly thrusting in no more than an inch or two.

“Please,” I tried to beg, but it came out all wrong around the gag.

Caz gave my ass a slap with one hand before he seated himself completely once again.

He stayed like that, one hand binding my wrists behind my back and the other gripping my hip tightly.

He pulled me down on him as far as I could go, the length of him hitting my most inner wall. Caz set a brutal pace.

Nav stepped away from my breasts, apparently just happy to watch them bounce with each of our thrusts.

“Fuck our girl, Caz. I want to see you fill her.” Nav said with a voice like silk.

With another slap on my ass from Caz, he continued to thrust deep inside me. His thrusts and retreats awakening every dark desire I have ever had.

His fingers curled into the flesh of my hips and dug in, carving out his heated pleasure across my skin.

Cazs' thrusts became erratic as his orgasm grew, bouncing me on his cock over and over, using me as nothing but a cocksleeve, until he finally faltered and came with a deep sated growl. His release filled me, mixing with Nav's until there was too much of it, it dripped out the sides of me and around Caz’s cock.

Caz let go of my hands, but only so he could push me forward until I was face down and ass up once again. His now limp cock slipped free of me and with it, so did his and Nav's combined release.

“Turn her this way, Val wants to see.” Kill spoke with authority.

I was spun on the spot until I was on display for whomever Val was, showing him my cum-filled pussy as the mixture of Nav and Caz dribbled lazily from my swollen sex.

I heard another low growl emanate from somewhere behind me and the pure carnal sound made my stomach clench.