Kieran Richards

I watched her remove her clothing, stripping slowly, letting us watch that beautiful body get ready for me.

"Can I do something and you tell me yes or no?" Davian asked.

She nodded.

"Kneal." He said and she used his hands to help herself not fall as she dropped to her knees.

"Belt." He looked at me and I went to the closet, grabbing my belt and handing it to him.

He squatted down and I held her hair off her neck as he put it around the back of her neck, looping the end through the metal part and pulling it, using it as a leash almost.

He stood.

"Now imagine this for me, beautiful. You're sitting on his face, his hands on your thighs, your hands on his abdomen, I'm right there in front of you, controlling your breathing and talking to you, teaching you how to be a good and obedient slut for us. Is this alright?" He asked, tugging and her breaths became hollow sounds.

She nodded.

"You positive?"

"Yes." She murmured.

"Do you trust me?" He pulled harder, her eyes rolling back a bit as she swallowed firmly.

"Yes-" she croaked.

I moved and laid myself down on my bed, putting a pillow under my head.

He let it go.

"Go sit on his face, facing outward." He said and she came to the bed.

"Come on, doll." I helped her out, adjusting her until she was perfectly over me.

"Sit." I said.

"But I'm heavy-"

"What did he say Morana? He told you to fucking sit so listen." Davian raised his voice slightly and she hesitated but did as I said.

I moaned, her body shuttering the second I licked along her pussy.

I held her hips, flattening my tongue as I tasted her, letting my tongue swirl over her clit before entering inside and she gasped.

"Stay down. He's fine without air. So are you." He grabbed the belt and I heard the metal clack.

She hummed, starting to grind herself onto my face.

I held her, taking a breath whenever she'd jump from being too sensitive.

I heard her quiet whimpers, the belt restraining any louder sound.

"Good girl, you're treating him so good. Look at you. Fuck, love." He whispered.

"Look up at me. Good." He chuckled, she let out a squeal as I moved my tongue quicker, keeping it out as she rode my face.

Her body shuttered and I knew she was close.

She barely got a word out but I heard a slap.

"You like being hit? Nasty girl." He laughed.

I moaned, my cock getting too fucking hard for the clear rubber bandage I had on top of it.

"Harder." She gritted.

"Honey that might be abuse."

I stifled a smile and she slowed on me.

"Harder!" She ordered.

He choked her more, her breathing sounding like the breath of someone shot on their chest.

Then a harder hit that echoed in the room as she sped up, her nails digging into my stomach.

"Yes!" She squealed, her body shaking over me.

I moaned, the taste and flood of her absolutely perfect.

He held the belt until she groaned and laid herself down on my body, her head was lying on my dick pretty much and she clung to my waist.

Davian was off the bed and she shook.

I rubbed her back, stopping.

She was twitching before I heard a small sob.

"Awe baby." I frowned.

She got off me.

I sat up, she crossed her legs, face in her hands.

"Come here." I pulled her into my lap and she wrapped herself around me completely.

Davian looked a bit frightened.

"Did I hurt you?" Davian asked, hesitant to sit on my bed.

She shook her head.

"She said no."

"Can I run a bath or something?"

"Go ahead." I nodded.

He left and I rubbed her back, lying down, her body on top of mine.

She cried into my neck.

I mean, this could be a lot of things, but I think she's overwhelmed with what just happened which is alright.

"You did so good, my girl." I pulled her from my neck and her cheek was red and a bit swollen.

"Does anything hurt? I need you to help me out a bit." I said.

"No. I-Im not us-used to that."

"To what, babydoll?"

"Good. I've ne-never felt like that." She sniffled and Davian came back in the room.

"Are you overwhelmed or overstimulated?"

"Both."

"Okay, does your face or neck hurt?"

Both were bruised and reddened.

"No."

"Next time I won't do that-"

"No, that's what made me cum. I like being hit I guess." She wiped under her eyes and Davian pet her hair.

"So I didn't hurt you?"

"No. I liked it. When you didn't want to I was about to lose my momentum." She sniffled.

"Are you touched out? We can leave you alone for a bit before doing the library." Davian offered.

"No. Don't." Her eyes began flooding again.

I grabbed her face.

"We're here. No ones leaving." I reassured and she nodded, lips twitching downward.

I kissed her cheek and the corners of her mouth.

She pressed her body completely to mine.

"What do you need from us?" Davian rubbed her back and she pushed her fingers into my hair, tugging my head back as she sat up on me and pressed her lips to mine.

I moaned, unsure of what I should do.

I didn't want to make her cry more but I didn't want her to feel ignored.

"Be gentle with me now." She kissed down my neck.

Her voice was so done but she kept pressing through whatever protest was in her throat.

I felt her starting to give me a hickey and I sighed.

Her tongue moved along my neck, teeth biting and nipping at me once in a while.

She leaned forward, pressing me back.

I laid back and she kissed my chest, moving down my body.

"Morana-"

"I'm not." She murmured.

Her tongue moved over my abs, over the veins above my waistline of the sweats.

Davian slapped her ass and I watched it jiggle.

"We have a bath for you, silly girl." He said.

She turned and wrapped her arms around his neck.

He got her legs around his waist and started walking.

I shook my head of what she'd just done and followed them.

"Stay in here." She said and we agreed.

"Then we can do the library after you eat. I'm gonna make you some food-"

"Stay." She looked at me with a dark gaze.

"Can I at least get you water?"

"No."

I sighed.

"Alright, doll."