☼ Sasha ☼

The plan forming inside my head, sure as hell didn't include manners. In fact, it demanded the polar opposite–no sugarcoating, no kid gloves.

Zack might be happy with gently easing me into his world, but I'd already waltzed with the devil thanks to that psychopath, Addi. So, initiation by fire was already in my playbook.

I was done taking it slow.

I scooted up the bed and trailed a fingernail down the centre of Zack's chest enjoying the way his breath caught when I dipped a finger into his belly button.

Yeah, even the man's belly button had a certain magnetism.

"Sasha..."

Did he not get it yet? That tone did nothing but make me wetter.

Trailing my finger back up I veered to the right and let my nail scrape over his nipple. I understood I was poking the bear, but there was no other way to get what I wanted.

And he was teetering on the edge, no doubt about it.

The edge of what you ask?

Zack once told me he was more monster than man. And I'd spent enough time with the man—I wanted the monster.

Crazy? Maybe.

I straddled Zack, just above his hips, not to get in the way of Ellis' stellar blowjob. Leaning over, my bare breasts brushed against his smooth chest, my nipples puckering from the sensation. Rubbing against him could easily become one of my favourite pastimes, maybe I'd been a cat in another life?

"I think I've changed my mind... I like seeing you tied up." I sucked in bottom lip and hummed. "...Or I could make you beg? Would you beg Zack?"

Anger flickered, another signal I was almost there.

"Be very careful Sasha."

Just one more nudge.

Moving up his body a little further, I straddled his chest and my breasts were inches from his mouth. Lowering one sensitive tip to his lips, I loved how his eyes dug into me, glinting in the shadows. Zack was all kinds of temptation wrapped up in attitude with an edge that made him just sharp enough to be hard to handle. If anything that sharpness intensified every sensation, every desire because I could trust him to get me to that vulnerable place without going too far. I had faith any pain would add to the pleasure and any fear would be like an aphrodisiac.

Not that I needed any aphrodisiac with these two around.

His wrists twisted in the restraints. "You are in so much fucking trouble, little girl."

Oh, I hoped so.

When he lifted his head and latched onto my nipple, it was my turn to suck in air whilst my body burned.

His bite was a symphony of ecstasy and torment, a harmonious blend of heaven's pleasure and hell's fiery allure. "Oh god, yes."

My hand slipped under his pillow and I found the small key and pulled it out. As he eased off my nipple I reached up and inserted the key.

Click.

I only hoped I'd done enough.

Zack growled and grabbed my wrist and held it tightly, his other hand went up around my throat, his fingers digging into my skin as he brought me closer. "Tut tut, Sasha, it's a dangerous game you're playing."

With his hand still in place he pushed me back a little. "I won't break, Zack." I challenged him. "I've seen the man. Let me play with the monster."

"You don't want to do that, trust me."

"Save the 'What You Think I Want 101' lecture for another day. I've got a PhD in knowing what I want, thank you very much."  My bratty tone made him squeeze a little tighter restricting my air flow a little. 

"I'm not fucking lecturing you, I'm telling you the truth."

Time to to just give it to him, straight.  "Hurt me, Zack. I know you want to."

He stared at me hard. Hard enough to make me uncomfortable. "You've gone to fucking far little girl. You've ripped my mind right out of my fucking skull and fed on it." Slamming his mouth on mine like a savage, as though he was trying to eat my lips. He bit me and I whimpered. But I bit back and I felt him smile against my lips. "I hope you're fucking ready for this, Sasha."

I was more than ready.

"Fuck!" He smoothed some hair back from my face. "Off the bed, in the wait position."

Yesssss. 

I was up off the bed like someone had lit a fire under my ass dropping into position.

"Ellis. Enough," he commanded him to stop.

Ellis lifted his head and wiped his hand across the back of his mouth. Zack's hand fisted in his hair. Yanking him closer. "Quite the cocksucker. You're full of surprises." He sucked in Ellis's bottom lip, then dipped his tongue into his mouth. The second Ellis tried to take some control, he hissed as Zack tightened his grip on his hair. "You don't have control here Ellis, only what I allow." Zack skimmed his teeth along Ellis's jaw, down his throat. "Tell me. How far are you willing to go down the rabbit-hole?"

Ellis's eyes flicked to mine briefly. "Let's see, huh."

I was already so deep into the rabbit hole, that I swore I high-fived Alice on my way down, and the light was just a rumour at this point.

Zack got off the bed, his cock jutting out and still wet and shiny from Elli's saliva. "Ellis, come here." Ellis was up off the bed and moved to stand beside him as he instructed me. "Undress him fully, Sasha."

"Why?" stupidly asked Ellis.

"Because I want you naked." His words sounded irritated but his smug smile gave him away. "I enjoy looking at your cock," he answered bluntly, adding "And your ass. And if you have a problem with that, I suggest you skip on out of here."

Ellis' brows winged up but he said nothing.

I rose and stepped up to Ellis close enough that my nipples grazed his bare chest. Rising to my tip toes I ran my tongue along his bottom lip and he grabbed it with his teeth and then kissed me whilst I slipped my hands between our bodies, working free the button on his jeans. Easing back he watched me, those pretty blue eyes tracking me as I lowered the zipper and then slid the denim down his muscled thighs. Doing my best to be graceful, I went to my knees before him, his eyes still following me, his lips parted, his breaths coming more rapidly.

I resisted the urge to stroke his thick, hard cock, refusing to do so unless Zack wanted that because right now, I wanted to please Zack.

Hearing noises I flicked my head over my shoulder. Zack was dragging a chair to the middle of the room... leaving it there he walked to his cupboard and pulled out something.

Aah. A chain.

Returning to the chair, he climbed on it. It was then I noticed a hook. An adjustable hook. He attached the middle of the chain to the hook and now I could see cuffs at each end of the chain.  

He tugged hard and happy he got down but didn't shift the chair. "Come stand here, Sasha."

His tone left no room for negotiation—not that I would.

Standing in front of him, directly under the chain. He trailed his fingers down my arms. My skin goose-bumped and I sucked in a breath as he took hold of my wrists, raising them above my head. I didn't even flinch when he fastened me into the leather cuffs. My breathing sped up as he pulled back and climbed back onto the chair and adjusted the hook until my arms were stretched and spread above me.

"This is your final chance to back out, little girl."

My head moved from side to side. "No, Sir." He didn't mention using my safe-word but I knew if I called it out, he would stop.

Zack's eyes narrowed briefly and then he was testing the chains, pulling to check their resilience. "Spread your legs. I did and he tapped his fingers against my inner thigh. "Wider." I had to grip tightly to the chain for support as I spread myself as far as my legs until I felt like a tiny sparrow on a branch, clawing for grip.

He moved directly in front of me and tilted my face up. Fetching our faces closer, my lips parted as he teased my mouth with the barest of touches. I inched forward, hoping for more. He didn't deny me. His kiss was harsh, and starved, all tongue and teeth leaving my lips swelled and tingling.

Who needed lip fillers?

"Ellis I want you behind Sasha."

"And do what?"

Zack's hand stroked over his cock and squeezed. "Anything you fucking like... accept being gentle."

Ellis's exhale was rough as he watched Zack and then he moved to press his chest up against my back, and his hands came around taking my breasts in rough hands, kneading them. I rocked into him and hissed when he pinched my nipples.

"Did you not listen to me!?" Zack growled. "Get rougher with her. Harder!"

I bit down on my lower lip when Ellis now kneaded them with brutal force before twisting my nipples harder. Unforgiving.

I cried out when Zack lowered his head and shifted one of Ellis's hands and sucked my nipple and using his teeth I groaned and arched my back.

And then it stopped as Zack left me with a cruel smile as he wandered back over to his cupboard, humming to himself as he pondered its contents. Shouting over his shoulder, he barked his next command. "Warm her ass up, Ellis. Spank it."

Zack flipped around and I could see what he now had in his hand. A flogger with long suede tails. Nothing like that bastard, Addi, had threatened me with.

I sucked in a sharp breath as Ellis pressed up behind me, wedging his hard cock between my ass cheeks. He wrapped his hand around my throat and squeezed as his mouth brushed up against my ear. "You want this Duchess. You want us to hurt you?"

I did.

"Yes, Sir."

He sucked on my earlobe and cupped my ass in his big hands. "Let's make this red shall we?"

I groaned and arched my back, jutting out my ass even further, begging for his harshness.

"Don't go easy on the little slut," demanded Zack.

He didn't

Elli's blows were hard and fast. Slap after slap with my ass juddering under the onslaught. It wasn't long before my whimpers got louder and I was sure if I could see my ass it would be blood red.

Zack circled us, even barefooted, I could feel his presence—solid and deliberate, each step leaving a distinct imprint. "Enough, Ellis."

I sagged, but not for long as Zack brushed the flogger against my thighs, so gently. The head of it came to rest pressing against my skin, as he stopped at my side, his lips at my ear this time.

"Breathe," he said and his heated breath sent tingles down my neck.

Zack trailed his hand up my ribs and my body flinched. Fight or flight.

In these chains, I could do neither.

Not that I wanted either. I craved this. The liberation they would impart through pain, the velvety touch of the abyss that lay beyond fear.

I wanted them to use me.

I wanted them to hurt me.

I wanted them to own me.

And then I wanted them to love me.

"Tell me what you need, Sasha," asked Zack.

"To feel alive... out of control... possessed... consumed... out of my mind." I could say this because I trusted him.

I moaned when his savage hand grabbed my breast. Gripping, twisting, hurting. My nipples came alive, begging for punishment, and I rolled into his touch.

Who would have thought it could feel this good?

"I love your tits, Sasha," he hissed. "They're so fucking ripe for me."

Loved. Not liked. Loved.

Looking at him through glazed eyes. I yelped as his teeth replaced his hand and he bit down harder than before.

"Please," I gasped although I wasn't sure what I wanted. He clamped his teeth with added force, savaging my flesh until I whimpered incoherent murmurs.

"None have them have ever given you what you needed—have they?"

He stopped and I breathed heavily with a layer of perspiration coating my skin.

"Answer me," he demanded.

I must have looked blankly at him as he clarified it for me.  "Every one of the preppy little fuck boys you dated."

Aah... my exes. I shook my head. "No, Sir."

"None of them knew how to fuck you...how to fuck your little asshole raw... didn't know how to stretch you all the way open... until you were riding their fist like the wanton fucking whore you are and begging for more."

He wasn't wrong.

"Ever had a tongue deep in your ass, Sasha? Ever had someone force their fist all the way inside you? Ever pissed down someone's throat while they tongue your greedy little slit?" The questions kept on coming each one like a direct line to my clit. "Ever gagged on cock until you puke? Ever been choked for breath until the world turns black?"

My nerves jangled but If he thought his crude words would scare me. He was in for a shock.

Again his mouth was at my ear. "I'll make it feel good for you, Sasha. So fucking good. I'll make you squirt all over my filthy fucking fingers."

Another shiver rolled right over me.  

He stepped back and raised his hand. I barely had time to register the first feel of the flogger on my skin. But on the second swipe I moaned and relaxed into it, adjusting my weight to steady myself. I heard the swish as the tails hit, over and over and squealed when he caught my clit, clenching my legs tight against the assault.

He stopped and thrust his hand into my hair and yanked hard. His mouth at my ear, I caught his low bark, the most dangerous sound I'd ever heard. "Your cunt is mine, Sasha. Mine. Don't you dare fucking hide it from me."

My legs quivered, knees trembled, fuelled by the rushes of adrenaline. But I forced them open.

Another direct hit and this time I screamed like a banshee but didn't clench. My knuckles turned white as I gripped the chains above my head.

And then he stopped. His lungs working just as hard as mine.

"Have you had enough?" His tone was almost sweet, and disarming. "Want the monster to go away, Sasha?"

The glowing heat between my legs gave testament to one simple truth.

I wanted more. I wanted it all.

"No, Sir."

Once again he was close to me and used the tail of the flogger to raise my chin. "Can you give me what I need? No boundaries, no barriers, no hiding, Sasha, just you and me. I want to know every part of you, every secret of your body." His face was so close to mine, so close If I moved forward just a little... "Trust me, Sasha."

"I do, Sir. Trust you completely."

He kicked my feet further apart, spreading me wide. I struggled to keep my balance, but the cuffs pulled tight against the chains, taking my weight.

"Tell me how wet our little whore is, Ellis."

Ellis's fingers were there, teasing me open, grazing my clit.

Oh shit.

Two fingers hooked inside me, pushing in deep. I heard how wet I sounded. Ellis groaned his approval. "Fucking soaked."

"What do you need, Sasha?" asked Zack again.

"More. I want more."

I gasped again as Ellis's two fingers lifted me onto my toes. "He did not ask you what you wanted, Duchess. He asked you what you needed."

Zack looked impressed with Ellis's observation.

"Please, Sir ..."

Elis kissed my neck, and I found myself lost in him, swimming in his heat.

"I need what only you two can give."

Zack stepped up. "I'm going to hurt you now, pretty little Sasha Darlin. I'm going to mark you, and break you, and own you... and then I'm going to make you come so hard you'll scream my name." Stroking a finger across my cheek.

"Should I tell you what I need, Sasha?" I could barely think straight with Ellis strumming my G-spot as though it was an instrument created just for him, playing chords meant to tease and torture. I blinked when Zack slapped my cheek. "Come back to me, dirty girl." His smile was borderline cruel. "I need to see you cry, Sasha. You're so fucking beautiful when you cry."

I was gonna cry if he didn't let me come.

"Stop Ellis."

I bit back my groan and when Zack smiled this time it was as sharp as a blade. "Tut. Tut. You thought it would be that easy?"

He laughed and raised his hand and we started again. Each stroke of the flogger was both pure pain and pleasure. How or why it affected me I couldn't tell you. I just knew I wanted it. Sometimes his hits would curl around my body to lash at the soft skin on my ribcage making me jerk and hiss out all my breath. Others would catch my nipples making me arch my body to seek out more. I began to rock in my chains, losing myself in the rhythm. I cried out as he changed target, whipping the flogger hard between my legs to bite at my pussy.

And then I was crying, tears spilling from my eyes faster than I could blink them away as my chest heaved with frantic gulps. "Please, Sir... please..." Another gulp. Another slap of the flogger. "I need to come...Sir."

"No."

I felt myself slipping, I didn't think I could hold it back any longer. Everything in my body pounded and just about to fall over...

It stopped.

Bastard.

Blinking, Ellis had shifted in front of me. His hands cupped my throat as he kissed my lips, a gentle touch, followed by little kisses up my cheek as he took away my tears.

A hand, a different hand circled my swollen clit. "Such a good little pain slut." Zack cooed almost reverently.

"Please...I can't." I begged. "No more... I can't." 

"Tell me you're okay, Sasha."

Was that concern in Zack's voice?

Zack moved his hand and shifted to stand behind me. One hand came around my waist whilst the other went above me to free me.

"Nooooo..." It couldn't stop. I wasn't there yet. Not ready.

They both tensed.

"Fuck. Ellis, get me some water." And then Zack was pulling at the restraints with urgency. "Did I hurt you, Sasha?"

My arms fell. "No. I mean yes. But nothing that I didn't want." I was rambling. " I'm okay... I just need you. One of you. Both of you."

I grabbed his hand and pulled it down between my legs. "I need you here. Fuck me before I die and you have to tell my dad you killed me." I cracked a smile.

He cursed something but my frazzled brain was too wired to work it out.

One Beat. Two beats.

I thought he was going to deny me. But then he bent me over slightly and I gasped when he slammed into me with a harsh buck of his hips. My body trembled and I might have collapsed but the death grip on my hips stopped me. He fucked me hard.

Oh, god, yes. "Harder," I begged.

He grunted and pulled out.

What the?

I was about to protest, but he lifted me and then he was sitting down, pulling me with him to impale me on his cock again.

He wrapped his muscled forearm around my middle and pulled me flush against him and I tilted my head back to rest on his shoulder.

"Put your feet on my knees," he ordered, his hot breath tickling my neck.

I assumed his desired position, loving how sitting like this made me feel fuller and left my sex wide open and exposed. His hand circled my neck as he kept me tight against him. It seemed a possessive move. "Ellis. I want your mouth on her cunt and your fingers in her ass."

Ellis dropped to his knees in front of us, sucking his fingers into his mouth; he then pressed one against my ass and pushed inside and I moaned out. A slow fucking action with one finger was quickly joined by two and I moaned even louder when his mouth lowered to suck in my clit.

"You like that, dirty girl?" asked Zack. "Like him tonguing your clit and fingering your ass whilst my cock fucks up into you, huh?"

"God, yes." I panted out.

And with my body burning from the flogging and both of them riding every one of my nerves, there was no way I could hold it back. "Zack... I can't..."  It was the only warning I could get out before I was screaming their names and a soul-shattering scream erupted and I came. I orgasmed everywhere, or it felt like that anyway. I didn't understand it. I couldn't describe it. I just simply exploded.

They had both consumed me and swallowed me whole.

Zack held me tightly as I started the slow come down but his words in my ear had me almost coming again. "It's not over yet, dirty girl. Now you get to watch."

My head lifted to find Ellis staring at us.

It wasn't fear I saw. It looked a lot like need.

Turns out, I wasn't alone in the rabbit-hole after all