Forever Masked & Mine (High Stakes Syndicate #1.5)

Chapter 4 – Marfa

@DEVILS_SOVEREIGN

MARFA

I smile a wicked smile at him. “Nope. A cock cage for that cock of yours to be punished. I will have it hard when I want, and only when I want. If you’re not in my sight, the cage is on.” I take a breath, then add, “And that includes our fiancé over there. He doesn’t get you hard either.”

“Ugh, what am I being punished for?” Mack stomps his foot down like he’s pissed, but I can see the outline of his dick through his pants… he loves this shit.

“Well, Luchik … where do I begin?” I let that float through the air for a second, then start counting on my fingers all the shit he’s been doing, testing every boundary he could. “You called Marcello and planned this trip from an off-the-wall comment from me, promised the subs a live while here, and if I see one more aesthetic picture of a wedding, I think I’ll pu ll an ‘07 Brittany.” I can’t deny and say his excitement for our elopement doesn’t fill my stomach with butterflies, but I know he loves these “punishments” too… so he continues to act like a brat anytime he can.

“Fine,” he huffs out, crossing his arms over his broad chest. I raise my brows at him, and he adds, “ Ma’am. ”

“I’m going to need that cock soft, so I can put your cage on and lock it up. I have a massage scheduled with Blair in about thirty minutes,” I taunt him while moving to unpack my bag and throw my swimsuit on.

I pull my shirt over my head, and my shorts hit the floor. “Mar… Mama,” Percy groans. “Baby Boy’s cock is never going to go down with your gorgeous body on display.” He’s shamelessly running his hand over his cock through his pants.

We have seen a pick-up in activity on the guys’ accounts because it’s Halloween time, and with that comes the masked men craze. I always say it’s a year-round thing, but the attention they get during October is astonishing. You’d never know it would be such a big thing, but a mask kink is more common than you think…

“Well, guess what, Papochka ? That’s not my issue,” I mock Percy while I pull on the bottoms of my swimsuit, which happens to be a literal thong… only covering the necessary bits. My top is nothing more th an a string bikini, and I slide over in front of Mack. “Be a good boy and tie Mama up.”

“Oh, if only you’d let us tie you up,” Percy murmurs under his breath, and my right eye twitches at him. He’s speeding up, rubbing that big cock of his.

“In your wildest dreams, Percy. Now get that cock out; I want to see you come on your boyfriend’s face before I leave.” I spin around once Mack’s tied the back of my swimsuit up and whisper in his ear, “And you better keep that cock soft.” I run my hand up and down him. “This isn’t feeling too soft to me, Luchik… ”

Mack throws his head back, groaning, “Please, Ma’am, don’t tease me. It’s going to be bad enough sucking Daddy’s cock.”

Percy steps up behind me, moving my hair to the side as he kisses up my back to my neck. “You go sit over in that chair and tell our good boy what you want to see.”

Gripping Mack in my hand through his shorts and biting down on his huge trap muscle, he lets out an animalistic moan. “Percy, get your cock in his mouth. He’s enjoying this a little too much for my liking.” I feel his cock jump in my hand, and I rear back, smacking it. The hiss leaves his lips, followed by a crooked smile. “I’ve got ten minutes; you better have Percy’s cum covering your face within that time.”

By the time I sit down in the large wicker chair in the corner, Percy’s pants are around his ankles. I let out a low whistle in appreciation of these two. Still, to this day, I don’t understand how I pulled the two of them, but here they are at my feet, worshiping me as they should.

Percy practically growls, “Open up for Daddy. Nice and wide. Tongue out.” He starts to slap his leaking cock onto Mack’s tongue.

Mack lets out a groan while looking up at Percy. “Please… Daddy. I need it. I need y—” Percy cuts him off before he can finish his sentence, grabbing the sides of his head, and starts pounding into his mouth with brutal thrust. The gagging has me laying back in the chair, pulling my feet up below my ass, and sliding my bikini bottoms over, freeing my pussy. I see Mack’s eyes on me, and I bite my bottom lip while running my fingers over my throbbing pussy lips.

Bringing my fingers to my mouth, I’m fully putting on a show for him, but I catch Percy’s attention from the sloppy sucking noises leaving me. Percy immediately barks out, “Absolutely not. Turn and face the other way. I get to watch our wife finger fuck herself. You’re getting punished, Baby Boy.” Mack lets a whimper leave him while he turns the other way, and I’m enjoying the butterflies swarming in my stomach from hearing “my wife.”

Dipping my fingers through my slit, I ensure I’m nice and wet. “Fuck our good boy’s throat, Papochka, and I want your cum on his face, so I can lick him clean,” I instruct him and start to feverishly circle my clit.

Percy has both hands encasing Mack’s head and is thrusting in and out. He’s staying so deep in his throat that I know Mack is going to be sore after this. The tears lining Mack’s eyes spring up as Percy says, “Cry for me, Baby Boy. You’re so pretty when you cry for Daddy.” That sends me spiraling over the edge… coming faster than I ever have.

As I’m coming down from my orgasm, Percy’s grunting while Mack reaches up, rolling and pulling Percy’s balls in between his fingers. That does him in. He screams, “Fuck, Mack, yes!” Pulling out of his mouth and shooting his load all over Mack’s pretty face.

I stand up and pull my swimsuit back into place, sauntering over to Mack to fulfill my end of the deal. He’s still on his knees, and I tilt his face up to mine, while I grit out, “You pathetic slut. Look at you…” Bending at my waist, I lick from his jawline to his cheekbone, cleaning him up. “Coming in your shorts while your boyfriend made you cry with his big cock down your throat.” I lick up the other side, over his lips, then pop a kiss on them. I give him a smack on the cheek, grab the cock cage from on the bed, and nod at him to pull his shorts down. I lock his quickly softening cock up, then whisper to him, “Be a good boy while I’m gone, and you’ll get your next surprise when I get ba ck.”

“Spill your guts, Blair. I need the nasty details, and I need them now.” We’re out on the beach, lying side by side on the massage tables. I didn’t miss the noises that were coming from upstairs in the bungalow earlier while the guys and I were fucking around.

Blair sighs. “You know what we were doing, Mar. Don’t make me explain it all. I’m sure these two massage therapists do not want to hear every detail.”

My massage therapist says, “Ms. Sovereign, we are under an NDA. Anything said stays between us.”

“See, Blair. And our guard dog is out of earshot. Spill!” Vin came to the beach with us for protection, and I can’t deny it is nice being able to fully relax and have some much-needed girl time. And what’s better than getting to the nitty-gritty about what Blair and Vin have been up to? This was my plan all along anyway… getting these two together.

“It’s nothing new between us… You’ve known about the crush I had on him for ages, but one night, he came to the apartment to make sure I was okay after something happened with Ellie, and the rest was history.” She takes a breath, and she knows that’s not going to be enough information for my nosy ass. Then she starts to spill the shit I’ve been wondering, “I built up the courage to take the kink quiz on Sins website, then decided to get a membership to explore wh at my body was really craving.” She’s staring out into the water, lost in the memory, smiling, and I can’t get over how much she’s changed and grown over the past couple of years we’ve known each other.

“Shit, Blair, had you fucked someone before Vin?!”

“Marfa Sovereign! What do you take me for? Of course, I had. Was it ever good? Fuck no.”

I release my breath. “I was so scared… I had been telling you all my wild shit since I’ve known you. I’m surprised you didn’t go running.”

“I always wanted to be as confident as you, and you’ve for sure rubbed off on me, but I needed to find the person that brought it out of me… That just so happens to be my uncle’s best friend.” She turns back, looking at me. “He plays my body like a goddamn instrument, Mar. And it’s not even the sex, it’s everything before it. Plus watching people in the club has opened my eyes to my sexuality as well. There’s just so much up in the air.”

“Well, use this trip away to figure everything out. You know you could’ve come to me to talk about all this, right? I don’t judge, you know that. And I would never tell Marcello… Unless you wanted me to.” I let out a chuckle at the fear in her eyes. “Okay, maybe we won’t jump the gun on that yet.”

Blair snorts. “Thank fuck everyone is deathly afraid of Marcello, or we would’ve been ratted out by now. We’ve been parading around Sin’s like it’s our jobs.” Yeah… I would not want to be the one spoiling the news to him that his niece is getting railed until her soul begs to leave her body.

Whoever breaks that news to him better be ready to say bye to their organs…