Chapter 16
Daniel
Daniel was tied to an old surgical table. Thick leather straps held her wrists and ankles to the chilled metal. The icy steel against her bare skin was unbearable. She arched up but it was no use, she was pinned like a butterfly on a specimen board. She took a deep breath and pressed herself into the metal, willing it to warm faster. The room was velvety black. She could see nothing beyond her pale, goose-bumped legs.
“Hello? Where am I?” Her voice echoed in the darkness.
She began struggling again then froze. Loud footsteps were making their way toward her and she heard the low rumble of men’s voices. Fear, real fear, slipped into her blood like poison. The usual bubble of bad-good energy that accompanied fear didn’t arrive, instead her fear, dark as the room around her seemed to penetrate deeper.
A previously unseen door swung open and a large shape moved inside the chamber. He, Daniel had to assume it was a he, had brought a light. As her pupils expanded she saw that it wasn’t one thing but three things, three men. They wore green and brown camouflage and tawny boots. Each of them bore a huge backpack with a very familiar insignia.
“There she is.” John heaved his pack onto the floor. “Our date for the evening
The lamp moved closer and Daniel cringed away from the light. “Aww, she’s cute,” Colt remarked.
“Colt, stop scaring her.”
“Sorry.” He moved the lamp over to the wall so that it flooded the room, exposing high blood red walls and a carved ceiling like that of an old church. Daniel’s breathing had become shallow and she strained against the straps, trying, uselessly, to pull her legs together.
“She’s real pretty,” Seb said wistfully. “Where’d Elkin find her?”
“Wherever Elkin finds girls.” John silver dog tags glinted in the lamplight. “Right, who’s gonna go first?”
Oh no. Oh fuck no. Daniel opened her mouth to tell them to back off and…Nothing. Nothing came out. Her mouth opened and closed but not a sound came out. What the fuck?
“Kid, you go first,” John said, sitting down and striking a match. The unmistakable smell of burning hash filled the air.
“Me? I thought I’d just watch.”
“No you didn’t,” John remarked matter of factly. “She needs to be broken in. You’re the one who’s gonna do it.”
“W-what about Maddie?”
“What she doesn’t know won’t hurt her,” John said calmly. “Get ready or Stone will go first.”
She heard the rasping canvas sound of a heavy jacket being stripped away. “Yes, sir.”
As Seb undressed Daniel could feel all three of them eyeing her bare skin, brushing their gaze over her nipples and stroking between her legs. She tugged at her leather straps trying to work them loose, trying to cover herself up.
“Colt,” John said, sounding bored. “Deal with her.”
Colt ran a coarse thumb over her lower lip and Daniel tensed, every muscle clenching.
“Easy there, little girl,” he said his familiar rasping voice. “We’re not gonna hurt you, we promise.”
A soft cloud of pot smoke wafted over her and Daniel couldn’t help but perk up.
“Oh you like that, huh?” Colt grinned. “Blackwood, gimme that.”
He held the joint to her lips and Daniel took a deep grateful inhale. Purple smoke curled through her lungs and into her blood, making her whole body sigh in relief.
“Yeah that’s it. Just relax.” Colt palmed her right breast and Daniel bit back a moan at how warm his skin was. “She’s got great tits.”
John grunted noncommittally.
“You’re fucking crazy. They’re perfect.”
His big hand moved underneath her, cupping her butt. “Even better ass. When it’s my turn I’m gonna bend her over.”
Daniel’s fear surged but this time it was smoky with weed, salted with soft, salt-caramel flickers of lust. She didn’t like that. She didn’t like it at all. She tried to speak but still nothing would come out.
Colt ran his hands through her hair massaging her scalp. “I told you, there’s no need to worry. We’re gonna make you feel so good.”
Daniel shivered beneath his dark gaze and honeyed promises, his warm hands sending pleasurable shivers racing down her spine.
“She need lube?” John asked, still seated somewhere near her midriff.
“Nah, you can smell the pussy already. She’s soaking; she’s just nervous.”
Two ice-cold fingers penetrated her. There was stroking, not feeling around for the hole, just straight in, two short thrusts, then out. Like a doctor meeting the minimum requirements for an examination.
“You’re right,” John remarked, wiping his hand on her thigh. “Creaming right up.”
Warmth bloomed between Daniel’s legs, as though a flower was expanding there, its velvety petals opening to fill her with heat.
“Yeah, that’s it,” Colt crooned, tugging on her right nipple. “You know what’s coming, don’t you, baby. You’re getting all excited, aren’t you?”
Daniel shook her head frantically.
“It’s okay, it’s just us here. You don’t have to pretend.”
Colt bowed his shaggy head and sucked her nipple into his mouth. Daniel cried out, making her leather straps rattle.
“That’s enough showing off,” John barked. “Kid; batter up.”
Daniel glanced down her bound body and saw Seb standing in front of her, golden skinned and shirtless, his cock jutting out from the V of his open fly. A sizzle of lust burst through her and Daniel whimpered at her own lack of control. Seb stared between her legs and the curiosity in his gaze sent embarrassment spiraling through her. She frantically tried to tug her legs together.
Colt gently squeezed her breasts “Easy, honey. Rhodes, stop staring at her cunt and get on the table; you’re making her edgy.”
“Sorry,” he said, gazing longingly between her legs. “I ain’t ever seen one up close like that before. It’s so pretty.”
“You wanna eat it first?” John asked, sounding amused.
“Could I?”
John checked his watch. “Go on then.”
In a flash the younger man was between her legs, lips nuzzling at her folds. Daniel’s body jolted. He wasn’t licking her he was just kind of…kissing everything, inhaling deeply as he did it. It was good, bad, and fucking bizarre all at once.
“You might wanna use your tongue,” Colt suggested as he traced lazy circles around her nipples.
“I will.” Seb moaned into her pussy, hot breath hazing over her flesh. “I just want to smell it first.”
“Come on, kid,” John said, a little bite behind his words. “We can’t be here all day; eat her out.”
Seb obliged, slicking his tongue through her labia like an eel. The sensation was as obscene and exciting as Daniel’s first glimpse of porn; an ugly man, naked but for white sneakers fucking a woman over a washing machine. Then it changed. Seb found a rhythm just as Colt slicked his fingertips and resumed tugging her nipples. Daniel’s thighs began to shake, her back arching up to meet the tingling sensations crisscrossing all over her skin. Finally, when a pitiful whimper escaped her lips, John stepped in. “Enough, Rhodes, we’re running out of time.”
“Right.” Seb retreated, swiping a hand across his mouth.
Colt gave her nipples one last, reassuring squeeze then let go. “Have fun, baby.”
Daniel squirmed in spite of herself, protesting the lack of contact.
John laughed. “Changed her tune, hasn’t she? Kid, hurry up.”
Seb settled himself over her, his cornflower eyes bright with nerves and lust. Daniel could smell herself on his lips and face. He reached between them, sliding the head of his cock through her pussy, the sudden contact making her jolt. Seb paused. “She okay?”
“She’s fine,” John assured him. “Just press down and put it in her.”
Seb dipped lower, scraping her inner thighs with the zipper on his military issue pants. His hips bore down and Daniel jerked against the straps. He wasn’t wearing a condom. She tried to protest but the head of his cock had already slipped inside her, parting her wet flesh with exquisite slowness. “Oh goddamn…” Seb moaned into her collarbone. “Oh goddamn. She likes it.”
“’Course she does, c’mon, Rhodes, don’t make her wait.”
Seb settled down on top of her and began to thrust, slow purposeful rolls that lit up nerves Daniel hadn’t even known she possessed. She wasn’t meant to like this but this was sex, sex with a handsome man and her body knew how to respond. Her pussy fluttered and clenched, her hips making the minor adjustments she needed for its natural outcome, an orgasm.
“Feels different,” Seb panted, thrusting harder. “She’s all slippery and clenchin’ on me.”
“She likes the way your cock feels,” John said, his voice several decibels lower than it had been before. “She’s horny for kid.”
“What should I do?”
“You don’t have to do a thing. Just keep fucking her and she’ll come. See how she’s working against you? Her body’s getting you right where she wants you.”
“Good,” Seb muttered, his hips slamming into hers, his cock tugging at her insides, pushing her further, further, further…
“If she doesn’t come for you she’ll come for one of us,” John said. “Do whatever you want to do and fill her up.”
It was that shameful statement, and the excitement it inspired that sent Daniel over. Her orgasm was a slow suckling release that made her toes curl and her spine turn to steel. She cried out, her whole body quivering.
“Fuck, she’s so tight,” Seb moaned. “Feels like she’s gonna cut my dick in half she’s so tight.”
“She’s coming,” John said with mild interest and Daniel could feel his eyes on her cheeks, her straining limbs. “Go on then, finish kid.”
As though he was waiting for the order Seb bucked noisily against her. Both of them cried out as he thrust deep and hard the pleasure kissing the edge of pain and then Daniel gasped as he coated her insides with his warm All-American come. Her lover instantly collapsed on top of her panting noisily in her ear.
“Move,” Colt demanded. “Watching always gets me worked up.”
Seb blew out a weary, disbelieving breath. “That was…geez. Thank you, ma’am”
He pressed a kiss against her hairline and climbed off.
The instant he was gone what he’d left inside her began to slip down her thigh. Daniel tensed, surely they wouldn’t want to fuck her like this, one after the other?
“Fuck yeah.” A big worn finger ran through the wetness trickling down her leg. “Nice and ready now, aren’t you, sweet thing?”
Daniel nodded too weak and exhilarated by what he was doing to deny it. Colt’s finger hovered in front of her lips. “Go on. Suck.”
Daniel opened her mouth and did what he asked, tasting male and female at once.
“That’s a good girl.” Colt pulled his finger from her lips with a wet pop. “I’m gonna take my time with you, sweetheart. You’re gonna be sobbing for my cock once I’m done.”
It was then that the non-verbal spell binding her seemed to break “What about John?”
Colt’s cedar brown eyes bored into hers. “John goes last. He always goes last.”
Daniel jolted awake to find her skin damp and her right hand shoved deep in her underwear.
“Fuck,” she whispered. “What the hell was that?”
It didn’t matter what it was, she realized, her whole body was throbbing with a dull, urgent ache. Need that was almost pain. She moved her fingers but it wasn’t enough.
John’s voice echoed in her mind. If she doesn’t come for you she’ll come for one of us.
Before Daniel could think she was reaching for her bedside drawer. She’d unpacked the crate Colt brought, in a zombie-like state of apathy. Her bucket list seemed unbearably stupid in light of making out with the nicest guy in the world and probably getting him shitcanned. She’d put the dumb fleshy dildo on top of her socks and vowed never to use it lest bad vibes be transmitted, STI-style, to her pussy. Now she reached for it without qualms. She had no lube so she sucked the end, wetting it as best she could before tugging down her underwear. The dildo slid through her wet flesh and as she pressed it inside herself she thought of Seb, nervously bearing down on her.
“Fuck,” she gasped as the silicone pressed up against her core. Aside from its coldness it really did feel real. Or at least real enough. She worked the toy inside herself. Her flesh didn’t light up the way it had in her dream but it was pleasurable. Pleasurable enough that she was sure she could come, come from just the inside the way she’d never done before.
She closed her eyes and recalled how it had felt strapped to that table, a victim to Seb’s eager thrusts, John’s indifferent smirk, Colt’s gloating. She imagined being taken by each of them, pleasured and devoured and demolished. Her clit throbbed but she refused to play with it, this was about sex, sex of the primal animal penetrative kind. She didn’t know how long she worked herself only that her pending orgasm built like none she’d had before. Finally, when she was moaning and shuddering in the most ridiculous, pornified exaggeration of pleasure possible, she came. It was a different orgasm than the ones she had stroking her clit, it seemed smaller but it went on and on and on. She rocked into the toy gasping and rutting and wringing every last second of stimulation out of her body until she collapsed. She barely had the strength to pull the dildo from her body, but somehow she managed to place it on the nightstand, upright, like a sentry. Then she fell into a short violent burst of sleep only faintly aware of the loneliness pounding behind her exhaustion.