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“Wasn’t that part of hard limits?” I tried to find a way to avoid it.
“If I remember correctly, those were only piss, scat, bleeding, and chastity cage you chose as your limits. Everything else is on the table.”
“Yet you want me to eat from your ass.”
“I keep myself clean. I wouldn’t let you in otherwise. Now choose.”
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Damn it! Even though I believed there was nothing else than my cum in him, I still wasn’t willing to eat that! I don’t eat my cum! Not like this! Fuck! And those two are there watching everything!
But the idea of spending possibly hours here with dried cum on my face felt even worse! So I thought of another option, but nothing came to mind.
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Thomas realized this decision would take longer and probably decided to speed it up. He started pulling on the rope, and I felt myself losing breath again.
“Take as long as you need. I will release you once you answer.”
My breath was cut short, and I tried to breathe.
I rasped and wiggled in desperation for a few moments, but I couldn’t think of anything to stop this.
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“I’ll eat it,” I whispered in between groans.
“Good,” he let go of the rope and smiled.
I heard someone shift on the couch. I felt utterly humiliated and subdued. I hated it, yet I couldn’t shake the trill this was giving me. I realized part of me craved it, and I felt disgusted when I admitted that to myself.
Thomas spread his legs, inviting me in. I loved that view, yet now I dreaded it so much!
An enormous fight was raging within me! I wanted to disobey, fight it or even run, yet my dick was twitching and jerking, and I was aware it was leaking like crazy. Shivers ran down my spine as I darted my tongue on his crack and pushed in.
I felt the saltiness and bitterness of my cum in his hole. I tried not to think, but I kept returning to the image of Ben and Peter sitting and watching me eat my load from him.
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I couldn’t see any other alternative. I caved and started licking his crack and rimming him. Then, finally, his soft moans reached my ears, and for a moment, I felt delighted hearing that, even enjoying this and forgetting everything else.
“Suck on it.”
Fuck… I realized I could not do this as I intended, to gulp in little unnoticeable drops as I would please him slowly. Who knows, maybe I would even get into it after a while. But Thomas wanted me to feel it. Did he enjoy seeing the revulsion on my face?
I growled and looked into his eyes with fury. He brushed my hair with a wicked smile. Fine! I sucked on that entrance feeling the fluid reach my tongue and flow inside my mouth.
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“Keep it in your mouth. I want to see it.” His voice was laced with hunger and craving. I trembled from repugnance when I felt him pushing it out and into my mouth.
Fuck!
“Open.”
I opened my mouth, and he looked satisfied. He looked on the verge of craziness now. He grabbed my throat and kissed me! I could cum right then! I was simultaneously so revolted and aroused that I felt at the absolute edge!
“Swallow.”
I did, and his foggy eyes watched me before he slapped me and brought my lips to his again.
“What a fucking good boy!”
He kissed me and ravaged my mouth while he pulled on the noose around my neck, and I gasped for air but still kept kissing him! I wanted him to fuck me right then!”
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“Thomas,” I pleaded. “Please fuck me!”
“Look.” He turned my head, and I could see Ben and Peter sitting there watching us; their faces were masks of absolute lust and hunger! I got immediately harder just watching that craving in their eyes.
Ben looked at Peter and took him by the nape, kissing his ear and whispering something to him. Peter started to shake and opened his mouth. I saw his dick leak and jerk. What a fucking sight! I needed more! My hole twitched, and my dick oozed precum on the floor under my legs.
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I looked at Thomas, my eyes filled with yearning, and he smiled before kissing me.
“I want you to take my dick in your mouth now. But you will not dismount until I tell you to. Instead, you will make long, deep, slow strokes from the head to the base.”
Thomas moved my head, so now Ben’s eyes dove into mine, and I started to shake. “You will suck the whole time and keep looking at Ben every time you move down to the base. You will get to the base every single time.”
Thomas squeezed my throat. “You will then stay there until he releases you.” Ben’s eyes grew dark and menacing!
“Only then can you go up, and you will look at Peter as you do.” I looked into Peter’s eyes, which were filled with hunger, his lips were parted, and he smiled at me hearing that.
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I nodded, delirious from lust. Thomas kissed me and moved us so that his dick and my eyes were at the perfect angle with Ben and Peter on the couch.
“Ben. Can your sub hand me that flogger I left there? I want to add something to Matt’s experiences.”
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I shook as I watched Ben look at Peter. They didn’t need any words. They looked at each other as if every dialogue was said within their minds. I could see Ben caringly observe how Peter felt and then show him he wanted him to do that. Peter, without a word, stood up. Watching this exchange was captivating, and I was envious of the bond those two shared.
Thomas looked at Peter and took the whip. “Thank you,” he said to Ben.
Ben nodded, raising his hand to call back Peter and positioning him exactly mirroring me with Thomas. Peter understood without a word again and got ready. I was expecting a smirk or a sneer as he looked at me, but he just smiled at me, and for a moment, I felt a bit of comradery.
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I felt the leather straps slowly brushing across my butt and shook with expectation.
Peter put his hands behind his back, skillfully opened Ben’s pants, and pulled his jock beneath his balls. I admired the expertise he showed doing this.
Ben pulled Peter’s chin up by his index finger and looked at him with a raised eyebrow as if he had forgotten something.
Peter stood up and went to the rack. He looked at Ben, and Ben smiled. Peter smiled as well and grabbed something else. Did he seriously just ask Ben, only with his look, if he could pick himself?
I was now astonished at those two.
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Peter grabbed about a 35 to 40-inch-long cane with a thicker handle but a slim body. It looked flexible as he walked with it. Ben smiled, and Peter handed it to him with a kiss before settling down to his position.
I looked at Thomas. He combed through my hair with a smile.
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“Begin.” I felt a sharp sting from that flogger on my left cheek and whimpered, trying to breathe through my nose as my mouth lowered. I couldn’t get it whole, and Thomas pushed my head, making me gag!
“Here, boy.” I heard that deep voice ordering me. I raised my eyes at him, and the way he was staring at me made me leak and tremble. How the fuck did he do that?
I struggled to breathe and choked as Thomas made me take him whole. Then he held me there! I heaved and slurped, trying to open my mouth more and relax, but feeling that unforgiving hand holding me there was most of all frightening. Ben kept looking at me while I gasped and choked.
“Good boy. Up.” Hearing that was fucking powerful. I looked, and my eyes met Peter’s red face, and saw that Ben’s dick was huge! The thick black pole in that pale mouth was fucking maddening!