She was more aware this time. More able to pay attention to the men and their actions, even though the blindfold covered her face. In some ways, not being able to see actually enhanced her response as she was forced to use her other senses to make up for the missing one.
She let go of Master Kingston’s shoulders and gently stroked his arm, then reached behind her to pet Master Raleigh. Kingston was stockier than Raleigh, more heavily muscled and more solid. Raleigh had plenty of muscles but they were leaner and less obvious to her wandering fingers.
And then she couldn’t concentrate anymore. The orgasm was so very close it consumed all her thoughts before bursting through her body, leaving her limp and shaking between the two men. Once again they flooded her fore and aft with their hot cum and Master Raleigh pressed kisses against the back of her neck.
It was Raleigh who picked her up and carried her into the shower, but both men washed her, and then once again Master Kingston put gel in her ass.
She went to get her clothing but Master Kingston said, “Stop, slave. You must remain naked in these rooms. Your body is for our pleasure. It no longer belongs to you.”
Well, fuck! I was hoping to have something to eat before I went to bed.
* * * *
Kingston just couldn’t understand why Andorra was acting this way. He’d given her every opportunity to say she’d had enough of his attention and wanted to leave the mountain. Hell, he’d even checked that Nevis had shown her the helicopter so she knew she could be out of here the moment she asked for her freedom. He’d been sure the ménage would have sent her running from him, or when he insisted on going bareback, or even his demand she remain naked. Either she was just plain stupid or else she—No. She couldn’t be their woman. She had to be some brainless chick sent here to ensnare him into marriage. A marriage where she, or the man using her as his puppet, would gain access to the pack’s money and power.
He’d meant to do an Internet search on her to find out who and what she really was, but instead he’d been unable to keep his hands off her and had fucked her again. He shouldn’t have done that. Her ass was going to be sore. She was so extremely tight in both her ass and her cunt, that either she’d had some very expensive surgery to make her that way, or else she really was inexperienced. In that case she must have been chosen by some man who planned to use him in some way. But how and when and to do what?
Kingston couldn’t think. Seeing her stand there, so like his dream woman and his dream slave, had his dick standing up and demanding he take her again and again. He hadn’t had her mouth yet. She needed to be fully claimed in every way as his. But he couldn’t do that now. He needed to act like the pack Alpha he truly was and get some research done about her. He had to find out who was pulling her strings. Who was controlling her. Who was after his power and prestige. His pack.
Damn she looked so fucking beautiful standing there. She hadn’t moved from her position when he’d told her to remain naked. She was looking right at him now, her brown eyes showing caution but not fear, her shoulder-length hair quite neat despite her not having brushed it. Her breasts were round and full, the brown nipples still aroused. Her hips and ass were slightly rounded, although her belly was flat. Her legs were long and straight, with small, neat ankles. All in all she was perfection. And his fucking dick wanted her again. Already.
He spoke far too harshly to her, he knew, but he couldn’t convince himself she’d told the truth about why she was here. “What do you want now?” He knew it sounded like she’d been endlessly nagging him, when in fact she’d asked for nothing. Yet.
“I’m hungry. Please may I have something to eat and drink?”
He spread his legs wider apart, letting his dick stand up straight and tall. “Yes, you can suck my dick. I’m told jism is full of protein and Vitamin C. That’ll be the ideal meal for you. Get here and on your knees right now, slave.”
He felt more than saw Raleigh give him a strange look, but obediently Andorra came back to kneel at his feet and took his dick in her mouth. He knew from before she had skills in cock-sucking. She’d brought him very close to ejaculation last time in just moments. Now he’d fucked her twice already, he should be able to last much longer this time and give her a real workout. It’d be interesting to see just how good she really was. A slave ought to be ready to arouse her master at any time of day or night. A Dom often needed the edge taken off his desires before he conducted a long scene with his sub. Now would be a good time to test her.
Kingston knew he was just trying to validate his treatment of her. If he was a nice person he’d have gotten her a real meal, not an instant microwave dinner the first time, and now that she’d said she was hungry again he’d been given a second opportunity to treat her nicely. But he couldn’t. He couldn’t believe she was genuine. Something in him was driving him to make her show her true nature. To force her to be honest and tell him about who had brought her here and dumped her on his doorstep.