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Ryan
had regarded her speculatively. “Do you want me to stop? Or should I gag you?”

“No…please,
no gags. I didn’t really mean to scream. Please. I won’t do it again.”

“It’s
okay,” Ryan said with a soft chuckle. “If we didn’t want to hear you, then we’d
have gagged you from the beginning. Scream if you like. But remember, use the
safe word if you can’t cope any longer.”

Bea was
trembling hard as she nodded in understanding. She felt the wax already
hardening on her nipples, tightening upon the flesh of her belly and wherever
else it had fallen. She saw Ryan’s hand start to hover over her parted thighs,
and she drew in a long, sharp breath. Now she was positively shuddering, over
and over. She watched him with widened eyes, thinking no, not there…please no.
And yet she couldn’t make a peep. Instead, she closed her eyes tight, turning
her face away. The next moment, a hot drop of wax hit her pussy and she let out
a wail.

For the
first few moments the sensation was almost impossible to endure. Behind her
closed lids, the world spun round so fast that she was dizzy. But then, as she
drew in more and more breaths, she felt the wax cool and harden, just like the
other drops had done.

“Open
your eyes,” Ryan asked, and she blinked them to find that Jason was standing
close, his hand reaching to stroke back her hair from her damp face. At the
other end, close to the juncture of her thighs, Ryan stood, not holding any of
the colored candles. He added,
 
“It’s just about over, little pet. But you’re going to have to stay very
still for a bit more. Do you think you can do that?”

Forcing
in air through her lungs with every heaving breath, Bea said hoarsely, “Yes, I
think I can. I’m…I’m ready,” she added even though she didn’t know for what.
And then she wanted to start jumping when she saw Ryan retrieve a small razor
from the table. It was Jason who calmed her, virtually having to hold her down
as Ryan had done earlier. Jason had his elbow against her chest as his eyes
bored compellingly into hers. “Relax, little doll. He’s only going to use it to
scrape the wax off.”

Jason’s
strength, and the powerful glint in his eye, seemed to have a bracing effect on
her. But she couldn’t look down at Ryan while he began to lift the edges of the
dried wax with the razor, removing the caked little drops from her flesh.

It was
all so surreal, every moment of it. And by the time he was done, her body was
free of wax but covered in red blotches that marked her skin. Only then could
she look at Ryan and see the pride and admiration on his handsome face. He came
forward on the other side of her and as he stood at her head, her eyes level
with his crotch, which was tented with his massive erection. He was rock hard.
They both were. And they wanted her to do something about taking care of it.

Bea
turned her head to see Jason unbuckling his dark pants, while Ryan did the same
on her other side. Seeing their cocks spring out proudly, the caps thick and
purple with arousal, made her groan deep in her throat as the greediest
cock-lust overtook her senses. She wished then that she could use her hands,
but they were cuffed high above her head. She could only open her mouth wide as
Ryan’s fingers gripped her hair at the scalp, twisting her in his direction as
he guided his hard, long and fat cock past her lips.

Bea
engulfed it hungrily, her tongue wrapping around the thrusting length. His hand
tightened on her hair, making her scalp tingle but she didn’t care, focusing on
letting him use her mouth for his pleasure. He stroked in deep again and again,
getting coated in her dribbling saliva. Once or twice he slid farther over her
tongue and hit the back of her throat, making her gag. And then suddenly he was
pulling out with a growl of pleasure, making Bea whimper at the deprivation.
That was until she felt Jason tug at her mane, the length wound around his
powerful wrist as he turned her to take him as well.

She
swallowed him as deep as she dared, giving him the whole of her mouth and
throat to fuck as he slammed back and forth. Tears were streaming and drying
all over her cheeks but it didn’t matter; she felt totally immersed in her task
of pleasing the cocks of her two men.

Each
time she was made to turn her head this way and that, she obeyed without
protest, working her lips, jaws and tongue over their stiff, hungry cocks and
getting them to slip down her throat whenever she could maneuver it.

They
didn’t stop touching her while she gorged on their dicks. They squeezed her
breasts; slapped and pinched them. They finger-fucked her, or shoved in and out
of her with the anal plug. She just lay there and took it all, moaning and
grunting and cumming all over herself till she felt she’d explode from all the
blend of sensations.

Jason
was deep inside her throat when Ryan finally went to stand between her
wide open
legs. She saw him fist his cock and aim it
straight at her sodden slit. Inch by inch, he sent that bulbous cap into her,
followed by its steel-smooth shaft. Once he was halfway in, he slammed in the
rest of the way.
Her cry was muffled by Jason’s cock fucking
her mouth
.

And she
felt helpless, weeping with ecstasy as Ryan buried himself within her. He felt
so, so good, driving in and out of her with the dedication of a machine. With
him in her pussy and the anal plug in her ass, she was beginning to understand
the potentials of having both holes filled at the same time. Her anal muscles
kept contracting around the plug and in turn, her pussy walls were cramping
around Ryan’s cock and making him pant roughly with feral passion. To amp the
whole thing up, he proceeded to pleasure her clit as well.

Ryan’s
fingers were scissoring over the erect little button, pinching it and sending
her even deeper into her blissful void.

Jason
was holding her head in place and throat-fucking her in earnest, cooing words
of pleasure and encouragement. Bea was in heaven.

Ryan’s
thumb was now stroking faster on her clit in time with his accelerated fucking.
She could hear his breathing grow harsher, while he sent his magnificently hard
cock even deeper. Spots of light started to emerge behind her eyelids and she
felt ready to splinter. But just when she thought they would both erupt, he
pulled out, his cock glistening and slick with her deepest juices. Jason popped
out of her mouth at the same time and the loss of both cocks almost made her
fall into a frenzy of alarm. Her thighs were shuddering with relief as Jason
was soon taking his place between them. He wasted no time, gripping the back of
her knees and gliding straight into her cunt. He drew out to the tip and chose
a hard, deep and forceful thrust to drive himself back into her abused walls.
The sweetness of the agony of his fast hot fuck coupling with the inclosed anal
plug almost made her pass out.

Ryan’s
grip on her hair brought her into awareness that he was standing beside her
head, his juiced up cock bobbing close to her face. “Taste your submission,
little pet. Taste your hot sweet juices coating my cock. And then take my cum;
swallow it all down your throat baby.”

She
couldn’t stop moaning, his words turning her into the most desperate cum slut
ever. She wanted it; needed to feel him explode inside her mouth. Eagerly, she
sucked on his length as he shoved it deep into her throat. She could taste her
essences, the wild musk of lust and passion. She sucked him clean, and as Jason
rocked her womb with punishing thrusts, she brought Ryan to completion as with
a growl, he expended himself down her gullet.

She’d
barely finished swallowing him down when with a grunt; Jason pounded her again
and again, driving her to the brink once more as he jolted her whole body. And
then suddenly, he was gripping the end of his shaft and pulling out, coming
straight for her. She knew exactly what he wanted.

Like
she’d done with Ryan, Jason made her suck him off, licking up every bit of her
pussy sap and then letting him fuck her face till, rumbling deep in his chest,
he pumped her mouth full. She was moaning and writhing as she gulped down every
drop, not allowing even a speck to escape from her lips.

She
strained against her bonds as she felt them begin to stroke her all over, their
voices crooning and soothing. They told her to relax, and let them pleasure
her. She bit on her lip, and let her body go limp.

But she
couldn’t stay still as Jason’s mouth covered her breast, seizing up the flesh
along with the nipple as he sucked hard on her tit.

Between
her legs, Ryan’s skilful fingers sank deep to jab up against her g-spot. The
ever-present anal plug was fucked in and out of her ass at the same time. Bea
was sure she was going to pass out. Jason didn’t stop his onslaught on her
breasts, knowing how she liked them sucked and licked and bitten, and twisted
in between his fingers.

It was
too much, far too much. She felt the relief of release when Ryan finally drew
his fingers from her pussy and rubbed hard on her clit. He stroked it into
final submission while pushing deep into her butthole with the plug. She came
so hard that the plug was expelled from her ass and her juices sprayed out into
the air. Ryan and Jason couldn’t hide their delight as she squirted for them
for the first time…

Chapter Three

Yep, I’m totally a freak
, Bea
decided, blushing furiously as the very last detail of the events of the
weekend came rushing through her mind.

She
couldn’t remember how she’d reached this point. All she knew was that the last
three days had been the most exciting, thrilling and explosive of her young
life. She winced to think about trying to fit back into her normal life after
this.

And
that was a choice she still had to make. Stepping out of the bathroom where
she’d just taken a leisurely shower, she stood in front of the floor-length
mirror in the bedroom and viewed her naked body.

She’d
never known she could be so sexy or appealing to men like Ryan or Jason. Yes,
she had a good body – some might call it great. Nice tits, a generous
C-cup. Pinched in waist and curvy yet slim hips. Her ass, once described as
peachy by Lisa her flat mate, was both firm and soft. Between her slender
thighs, her pussy mound was bare and fleshy, the folds evident in the slight
gap in the middle of the apex of her thighs. Her body looked great for her
twenty-four years. She’d been lucky to have the kind of genes that gave her
lovely skin and a nice figure she didn’t need to slave at the gym to maintain.

 
And now, that same nice body was covered
in marks. As she stared at the red and purple stripes on her skin, put there by
both Ryan and Jason’s hands, whips or other props and including wax, she
quivered. Sure, they would all fade soon enough; her lovers had ensured that
nothing had broken her skin and that the bruises and marks were only temporary.
They’d given her oils and ointments to help and had even taken time on several
occasions to soothe her body all over with their attentive, gentle massages.

There
was no doubt that they were thoughtful, considerate men. After the intense
play, with the rough words, and commands, and hot, hard fucking, they treated
her like a precious little thing of beauty. Made sure the aftercare was
prolonged and as thorough as the foregoing sexual session had been.

And
even with all that, her behavior of the last few days still amazed her. Maybe
even appalled her. A part of her subconscious warred with the prospect that it
would be a matter of time before she would not just be addicted to this way of
life, but to the men themselves.
 
If
she
was
honest, she’d admit to herself that in a way,
it scared her.

If she
was turning into a freaky sex slave, then heck yes she was scared.

It was
true that she’d been made to experience erotic pleasure far beyond the realms
of her fantasies or imagination. But to simply, totally, let loose all
control…To succumb to every one of their wicked, dirty and stimulating
demands…She had to lean back a bit and figure out if she was ready to commit to
that.

Ryan
and Jason kept mentioning how much they wanted her to accompany them to Scotland.
A pleasure trip, they called it. They had a private plane (no surprise there,
thought Bea), which would take them the whole journey to the Highlands. And
once there, she would be taken with them to their beautiful estates. They each
had a home of their own and in addition also had a family castle that had been
in the Wallace family for generations. They hadn’t been clear how long they’d
want her there and Bea couldn’t help weighing her options. Going off to
Scotland with them will leave her more underneath their power than ever. She’d
be precluded from being able to just up and leave when she wished. At least
now, she still had some say in the matter. She didn’t feel trapped at all and
was sure she could leave as soon as she was ready.

And
that was the problem, she thought with a sigh, finally putting on her own dress
from the night at the BDSM club. She’d found it in her closet earlier, cleaned
and as good as new. She knew they had a housekeeper as well as the private chef
who had their own quarters within the grounds of the mansion.

Already,
she could smell breakfast and knew that Ryan and Jason would be expecting her
down any minute. Sighing once more at her reflection, she slipped on her heels
and went down to join them for breakfast.