Snow
Being inside the palace with my seven loves was surreal. The last time I was here, I was alone and anxious, unsure of what the future would hold. Aching for a man that would never deserve me. I stood in the grand hall and spun in place. It was all mine now...All ours. The men file in around me, running through the hall and shouting cries of victory. I run my fingers over the bannister rail at the foot of the stairs to my room, contemplating that long, lonely climb at they noisily celebrate. Richard runs up behind me, catching me by the waist and spinning me in a circle, making me laugh. As he sets me on my feet and spins me around to face him, he notices the mixed emotions in my expression.
“Snow?”
“I didn’t realize it was all going to happen so fast. I’m...just wondering what to do next,” I saw, shaking my head and giving him a little smile to ease the concern on his face.
He sweeps my legs out from under me and lifts me up into his arms in one smooth motion. He winks at me as he starts to carry me further into the house.
“Come on, guys, we’re headed to the Stepcunt’s former suite.”
The guys get even noisier as the fall in line, their boots stamping on the expensive carpets as they navigate the lush halls, voices bouncing off the walls. They all knew exactly where they were headed. They’d spend hours poring over stolen blueprints to the palace, looking for weak points in the security. A large set of ornate doors marked the entrance to the main suites, a place I had had been forbidden from the moment that horrible woman crossed the threshold into my life. Derek twisted the handle has his shoulder slammed into the door. A metallic snap signaled the destruction of the lock. The others howled and cackled, high-fiving and clapping Derek on the back and they walked into the room. The thrill of conquest rolled off of every one of them, and slowly my gloom faded away.
I thought it would be hard to enter this room, but now, with the support of my lovers, I am excited to be here. Richard sets me on my feet and I immediately go to the windows, throwing back the dark curtains to let the sunshine in. Tyler comes up to my side, pulling me towards him with one arm and kissing my cheek.
“So? Wanna rid ourselves of her foul presence by defiling this room with unspeakable acts?” he says with that perfect, devilish grin.
“Have I ever said no to an unspeakable act?”
“And don’t you ever fucking start.”
There sense of triumph has fully infected me now, and I practically skip to the threshold into the bedchamber. For a woman who disdained the idea of pleasuring seven men, she certainly had a bed to accommodate at least as many. I’ll consider it a parting gift. I kick off my shoes and jump between the gauzy black curtains up onto the mattress, rumpling the perfectly pressed blankets with my feet. I turn around to stand over them as they gather, pointing down at them like a monarch perched upon a balcony.
“Strip!” I command with wicked glee.
“Did you hear that?” Lucien says, quirking an eyebrow, “She thinks she’s going to start calling the shots now. Might be time to start planning another rebellion.”
I strip my dress away from my body as I did the very first time. With that one act, a chain reaction started. Shirts, pants, and shoes were unceremoniously discarded, piling up at the foot of the bed. William was the first to reach me, pushing me down onto the mattress and trapping me beneath his body. The ravenous wolves circle around my body once more as William pins me down, biting my neck and sucking hard enough to leave marks on my pale skin.
“One of these days that cocky mouth of yours is going to get you more than you bargained for,” the growls softly in my ear.
Before I could make a smart-ass retort, Richard grabs my face and pulls it to the side, filling my mouth with his tongue. I moan against his lips and I know the time for witty dialogue is over. My hand reaches up to catch the nearest body on the other side. By now I’m intimately familiar with the feeling of their skin under my hands. My fingers run up Nicholas’s body. He takes my hand and presses a kiss into my palm.
As I break away from the kiss to catch my breath, William grabs my waist and rolls, pulling me to sit on his hips, his already-hard cock rubbing up against me. I hum with pleasure as I rock my hips, grinding my pussy against him. He slides his hands over my skin, caressing my waist and moving up to my tits, squeezing them in his hands. I’m already dripping, his cock slick with my juices. Just as I slide my body up, he thrusts his hips, the head of his cock pushing inside me easily. We moan together and I lean forward to put my hands on his chest and slide back down slowly, taking his full length inside me. For a moment, I just enjoyed the feeling of his cock filling me, and then gradually I started to ride him, our hips moving in sync. His grip on my tits becomes rougher, kneading them between his fingers and pinching my nipples. The sensation shoots right down to my clit, making it twitch with every pinch.
Nicholas moves around behind me, his knees going to either side of William’s legs. He presses his body up against my back, his hard-on nestled against my spine. He brushes his fingers up my sides, making me shiver with his light touches. I drop my head back to lean against his shoulder and bring one of my hands up over me to grip his hair. They trail back down again until the settle on my ass, spreading my cheeks apart. His thumbs tease my asshole gently. I moan softly next to his ear, my fingers tightening in his hair. As he plays with my ass, William fucks me more forcefully, bouncing me up and down on his cock.
Once Nicholas has finally had enough with teasing me, he positions his cock against my hole, having to slide in slowly and carefully due to the violent fucking I’m receiving from William beneath me.
“OH! My god!” I cry out as he buries his cock in my ass. The force of his cock sliding all the way inside me is hard enough to even interrupt William’s wild thrusts for just a moment. When they start fucking me again, the pace changes completely. Guided by Nicholas’s hypnotic motions, both men move in and out of me slowly, like a beautifully choreographed dance. Both of them in constant motion, they move in me like waves climbing up a beach and receding again, overlapping and yet distinct. My hips roll back and forth between the two as we moan and grind.
“I swear, Snow, watching you fuck is almost as good as fucking you,” Derek says to me. He stands up on the mattress beside me, looking down at my blissful face. I smile at him through the haze of ecstasy and run my hand up his leg, then use my fingers to trace the deep V-shaped contour of his muscled hips. As my hand reaches around his cock, he takes my jaw in one hand. I trace the curve of my lips with the head of his cock, the tip of my tongue rubbing ever so slowly over his tip. My hand works his shaft slowly as I taste and tease him, making him growl with impatience. He pulls my face forward, pushing his cock past my lips. I open my mouth obligingly and look up into his eyes as I massage it with my tongue. His head rolls back and he gives a satisfied moan.
As I let William and Nicholas move my body, William’s fingers continue to tease and torture my nipples. They’re hard and swollen under his attention, aching from the abuse. Each time he squeezes one between thumb and forefinger, I moan onto Derek’s cock. Soon, the combination of sensations is overwhelming and my clit begins to twitch, my inner muscles squeezing both William and Nicholas as I start to come. The stimulation of my nipples intensifies the feeling until I have to throw my head back against Nicholas’s shoulder and scream.
Nicholas and William’s grip me harder as I come, their rhythm picking up. They give me no time to come down and their increasingly rough thrusts start to build pleasure in me again, even as the ripples of climax are still moving through me, I take Derek’s cock down my throat. The ecstasy of being fucked is so much more intense when I am filled from every angle. Swallowing a man I love all the way down to the base is almost enough to make me cum. Having every part of me stretched with cock is absolutely divine. I suck Derek in time with the rise and fall of my body between William and Nicholas. As I feel the pace of our sex get rougher and faster, I work every inch of Derek’s cock with my mouth and throat. The trance-like motions of our bodies bring us all to the throbbing edge at one time. I give out a muffled scream as I start to cum again so soon after the last, not daring to take Derek’s cock out of my mouth for a single second, even as my whole body shakes violently. Every hair on my body stands on end and I peak, and not long after, Derek empties his balls inside my mouth, spilling cum over my chin and down the valley between my tits. As I turn my mouth away from Derek’s cock, swallowing several times to drink down all his cum, Nicholas squeezes my hips, starting to fill my ass with his own. Not long after, William starts to cum as well, both men filling me to the brim and spilling over, trails of cum mixing as they run down my thighs and seep into the blanket.
Derek moves to the head of the bed and sits down on against the plush pillows, leaning back against the headboard and lacing his hands behind his head. Nicholas moves to give me space to roll out from between their bodies and for a moment I just collapse against the bed, enjoying the warm afterglow of being thoroughly fucked. Lucien is the first one to interrupt my daze, his fingers sliding down my belly and slipping between my legs. They tease my clitoris side-to-side and dip inside my pussy. He looks down at my face as I whimper softly.
“You can lay back and enjoy your bliss once we’ve thoroughly soaked you in cum.”
His fingers move rhythmically inside of me, reigniting the fiery need in my body. The wet, sloppy sound of his fingering turns me on even more, and it doesn’t take long before I’m squirming under his touch. As my hips lift off the bed to meet his hand, he smiles at me.
“Good girl.”
Lucien’s words make my pussy throb. I get a little thrill every time I hear them. He finger fucks me even faster, curling his fingertips against my walls and grinding his palm against my clit. My fingers squeeze his forearm as the pleasure builds up. Another sensation is building as well, a deep pressure that increases every time his fingers tap against the walls of my pussy. He watches my face as I gasp. My pussy clenches around his fingers and sends shockwaves throughout me, he kisses my lips softly and flicks his tongue over them.
“Yes, Snow, cum for me,” Lucien says, his voice intensifying the pleasure that rolls through me. As I reach the peak and I feel like I’m going to combust if I feel anything more, I feel an incredible release of pressure. My eyes roll back as I come, back arching. The clear fluid splashes over Lucien’s hand and runs down his fingers. It covers my thighs and puddles on the blanket, soaking into the fabric and leaving a dark stain.
As I come down from the high, I reach up and pull him down towards my again, bringing his lips into a hard kiss. His fingers stay buried inside me, warm and still, as he returns my kiss. My own hands wander over his body. I explore the ridges of lean muscle in his torso, eventually bringing my hands down to his cock, which jumps eagerly as I wrap my fingers around it. His tongue dips in and out of my mouth, stroking my lips. As he pulls his face away to breathe I push him down onto the bed and move onto my knees to kneel over him. Raking my teeth and tongue over his skin gently, I move down his body. My hand still wrapped around his cock, I brush his tip against my nipples, smearing a drop of pre-cum on them. Feeling his head on my nipples, rubbing over the now-slick points makes them harden and ache. I finally sink low enough to run my tongue up the side of his shaft, loving the taste of his skin mixed with the salty pre-cum.
I swirl my tongue in a circle around his head, looking up at his face as he watches me. I run my lips down the underside of his cock until they meet his balls. My lips part to take one of them in my mouth, sucking gently and drawing circles on the velvet skin with my tongue. I repeat the process with the other one, taking my time to stroke and tease until he moans. As I hear the delicious sound leave his lips, I lift my head and bring it down over his cock, wrapping my lips around it tightly. His muscles flex as his hips rise up to meet me, bumping his head against the back of my throat. Turning my head from side to side as I move up and down, I take more in each time until my lips rubs the skin around this base with every downward stroke.
I take my time with him, holding his hips to steady myself over his body so I can slowly work my way up and down his cock. Each time his cock starts to throb I hold still, delaying the end for as long as I can. When he can take no more, he grabs my hair and uses it to move my head, stroking my throat with his cock hard several times. Twitching in my mouth, he unloads cum into my throat until it overflows and drips down his shaft. I bob my head up and down, swallowing and slurping rivers of cum off of him. Once I’ve licked him clean, he releases my hair and I sit up, licking the remnants from my lips.
“Stay right there,” I hear Richard say from behind me. His hand closes around he back of my neck and he forces be back down until my cheek presses against Lucien’s abdomen. His fingers slide up my thighs and brush over my pussy and asshole quickly. Without warning, he brings his hand down on my ass with a loud slap. I yelp softly in surprise. Lucien’s fingers stroke my hair slowly, and the feeling distracts me enough that the next time Richard’s hand comes down on my ass, I jump a little, arching my back. The hand on the back of my neck tightens, and then Richard’s hand comes down twice in quick succession. The throb of my welted skin makes my pussy swell. I resist the urge to touch myself, instead spreading my knees further apart to entice Richard into fucking me. I hear him moan as a finger traces the swollen handprints on my ass.
“Are you getting that turned on from having your ass spanked?”
I nod my head against Lucien’s body.
“Yes, Richard, please- FUCK,” he interrupts my pleas with another slap, laughing softly as I struggle to get the words out.
“Fuck what, Snow?”
“Please fuck me!!!” I say hurriedly, before the next slap comes down. My skin is hot and tingling now, my toes curled from the combination of pain and desire.
“Anywhere?”
“Yes,” I whimper, “Anywhere!”
As soon as the words leave my lips, Richard’s cock impales my ass, his body crashing against the raw skin of my ass cheek. A long, desperate moan leaves my lips.
“Thank you!!!” I say, almost sobbing. I repeat myself with each thrust until the words dissolve into moans. Every nerve in my body is pinging, I feel like he’s fucking every inch of me. Lucien continues to stroke my hair and runs his fingers soothingly up and down my spine, the touch so gentle in comparison to Richard’s brutal fucking that it is almost just as torturous. Still pinned helplessly by the hand on the back of my neck, I can only hold on tight to Lucien while Richard uses my body. When he leans forward and uses his other hand to lightly tap my clit in time with his thrusts, my fingernails rake Lucien’s skin, leaving long, red trails.
“Cum, Snow!” Richard growls as his cock swells inside of me. An uncontrollable shout tears past my lips as my body responds to his command. I cum so hard that my vision darkens and for a second I almost lose consciousness.
“Fuck, yes! Good girl!” Richard roars with his final thrust, releasing a flood of cum inside my ass. As he pulls his cock out of me, releasing a river of cum down each of my legs, I roll to the side, collapsing on the bed once more. This time I am panting and aching. I wonder if perhaps I’m going to eat my cocky words after all. Gentle hands roll me onto my side and I feel Malcolm move behind me, curling up against my back. Tyler lays down on his side against my front, trapping me between the two of them.
His fingers trace the curve of my jaw and his thumb strokes my bottom lip. Malcom presses slow, gently kisses up my shoulder and neck. Tyler tilts my head up towards the head of the bed.
“Look...” he says softly, nodding over his shoulder towards the five men, reclined against the headboard, watching me, “We love you so fucking much.”
I realize as I watch them watching me that it isn’t just a show. This is a ceremony, a symphony, a masterpiece.
“I love you too!” I exclaim, and lean forward, kissing him with renewed passion. Every time I think I’m at my limit, they know just how to stoke the fire in me again, tapping into a well of need, the depths of which I can’t possibly imagine. My hips sway gently, rubbing against Malcolm and Tyler at the same time. They take turns stroking my side and squeezing my ass. As Tyler breaks away from the kiss, Malcolm turns my head to the side slightly and leans around, kissing me hard. His cock slides between my ass cheeks and he moans as he rubs against me. Tyler’s fingers slide between my thighs, slowly probing between my pussy lips to rub against my clit. Malcolm lifts my leg up and lays it over Tyler’s hip, opening me up to them.
“I’m ready! I want you inside of me. I need both of you inside of me right now!”
Malcolm grips my ass in one hand and presses the head of his cock against my asshole. I start to push back against him just as Tyler teases his cock against the entrance to my pussy. I move back and forth between them for a moment, little pleas escaping my lips. All at once, the both fill me with cock. Malcolm pushes down on my hip, holding me in place while we feel the immense pleasure of being completely connected. Slowly, the two being to move in and out of me as one, sheathing their cocks into me at the same moment again and again. They stretch me to my limit in perfect sync. The closeness of our bodies heightens every sensation. My nipples rub against Tyler’s chest, my clit against his pelvis. Malcom’s body rubs against the sensitive red prints on my ass. They take turns kissing me as we slowly fuck, leaving my breathless between each of them.
A glance over Tyler’s shoulder makes my pussy quiver. Each of those men, previously spent, are watching, enraptured. Their cocks are stiff and throbbing as they watch us without a word. I give them a smile and bite my lip just before Malcolm brings my full attention back to the two of them. He kisses my shoulder and gives it a gentle bite.
“You’re fucking beautiful, you know that?”
For some reason, the statement makes me tingle and blush all at the same time. I reach behind me to grab his hip.
“Fuck me harder!”
Still holding me in place, Malcolm obliges me, and Tyler follows soon after. I moan with each thrust, the sensation of being filled magnified by the increasing roughness. I can tell that the mounting pleasure in my body is going to take up the last of my strength. I press my head against Tyler’s chest and he puts his hand against the back of my head, holding me close as I tremble.
“Are you ready, Snow?” I hear Malcolm say from behind me.
“Yes! I’m going to cum. Please fill me up!” I say nodding my head against Tyler’s body.
They both fuck me even harder than before. Malcolm is the first to cum. I can feel his cock throbbing and the heat of his cum inside my ass. A few thrusts later, Tyler comes inside my pussy, his hand gripping my hair and holding me tight as he growls. The rough thrusts that finish Tyler also send me over the edge, my whole body lighting up. My body tenses between them as I cum one last time, my fingers raking Tyler’s back.
As all three of us begin to relax against the bed, sighing and catching out breath, I hear a tearing of fabric. My head lifts quickly as I try to locate the source of the sound. Lucien as torn down one of the sheer curtains from the bed frame and is tearing it into thin strips. Tyler and Malcolm sit up as well. When they see what Lucien as done, they look at each other and smile. Tyler moves off of the bed to take one of the strips that Lucien is distributing. I don’t particularly mind the destruction, I had no love for the woman or her gaudy taste. I just stare at him for a minute, trying to figure out exactly what they’re trying to do. Malcolm lifts me up and moves me, sitting me down in the center of the bed. When Tyler winds the strip of fabric around my wrists, tying my hands with palms together, I realize exactly what they’re doing. Next, Richard brings another strip to me.
“Open your mouth.”
I part my lips for him, looking up at his face as he ties a knot in the fabric and gags me with it. Nicholas comes right after him, tying another piece over my eyes. My heartbeat quickens as my sight is cut off. I listen closely. I hear the soft creak of the bed and whispers of fabric. A pair of hands lifts me up by the hips until I am on my knees, and then deft hands wind a twisted rope of fabric over my hips and between my legs, a large knot pressing against my clit.
One more set of hands wraps around me, winding fabric around my thighs and tying them together tightly, holding me still and helpless in the center of the bed. The helpless feeling triggers a vivid memory of the seven of them circled around me, our first time together. Now we repeat the ritual, but instead of claiming each other, we’re claiming this bed, this palace, and this kingdom. I smile against the gag as a thrill runs through my body. I feel the bed shift under me as someone stands in front of me. I feel a cock bump against my cheek.
“Alright, beautiful,” I hear Derek’s voice say in my ear from behind, “You know exactly what to do.”
My hands wrap around the cock, stroking it slowly as I moan through the gag. I don’t have to see them this time to know who I am touching. I’ve learned their bodies, their scents, and their cocks as intimately as I know myself. The first is Lucien, his scent filling my nose. He plays with my hair lovingly as I stroke him. As he gets close, he holds my face in place, soaking the gag with his cum. As it fills my mouth, far more of it escapes this time as I have to drink it around the gag, running down the front of my body and my thighs. He drops to his knees and licks the cum from my lips before planting a kiss on the corner of my mouth.
Lucien moves away and another body presents itself to me. They move around me like clockwork as they take turns saturating me in cum, and I explore each of them with my senses. I feel Richard’s rough hands on my face. Tyler’s laugh fills my ears as he teases me with his unseen cock, making my pussy ache against the cruel knot between my legs. Derek rubs his always eager cock against my lips as I stroke him, almost drowning me as his cum soaks through the gag. Nicholas holds my hands in his own as he thrusts his cock against my palms, and unexpectedly intimate moment that makes me blush. Malcolm tugs the gag away from my lips just enough so that he can hear me moan. Finally, my arms aching and my pussy soaking all the way through the strip of fabric, William pushes me onto my back, straddling my body and splashing his cum directly onto my tits.
As William gets up and moves away, I wait for someone to begin untying me. When no one moves, I lift my wrists into the air, a clear sign that I am waiting for release.
“It’s your turn, Snow,” Lucien says to me.
I scowl under the blindfold. How the fuck am I supposed to get myself off when I’m wound tighter than a spring? I wave my wrists in the air, growling in frustration through the gag.
“You’ll find a way, my love. We believe in you.”
As it dawns on me that they have every intention of watching me struggle to relieve myself of this desperate need, I could scream. I feel the bed move as they all settle in around me. Knowing that they won’t show me any mercy, I try to rub my thighs together, but they are bound too tightly. I whimper softly at the cruelty of it, and my pussy throbs even harder. Somehow, I’m more turned on than ever, knowing that they are watching me, completely helpless and horny. My frustration at the little game turns into thrill. I think for a moment, and then flatten my hands together and slip them between my thighs, pressing them up against the knotted fabric. The pressure against my clit sends a little shiver up my spine. The indirect stimulation won’t get me off in a hurry, but I find that the heat in my body builds up agonizingly slowly into an inferno. I moan against the gag and arch my back against the bed, finding a good rhythm with my hands that brings me closer and closer to the edge. For what seems like an eternity, I hang on the cusp of coming, not quite able to finish. Just as I think I am going to die from frustration, I hear a voice.
“Fuck,” Derek whispers. The awe laced with desire in his voice is all the inspiration I need. Reminded that the men I love are enraptured by my every movement, I rock my hands against my bindings hard and fast as beautiful waves of pleasure shake my entire body. I pant against my gag as it rolls through me. As the last tingles of electricity ebb, I fall limp against the bed, lost in a sightless world of exhaustion and bliss.
Hands begin to untie my body as I lay there, making no move to fight or help. The blindfold is the last to be removed, and I blink in the light as my eyes adjust. I sit up and look down at my body, covered in the red stripes left behind my the impromptu restraints. My fingers caress one of the impressions that runs around my thigh. I look up at my lovers with a grin.
“Fuck you. Fuck every single one of you.”
Tyler leans forward and puts his hand on my shoulder.
“Snow, I have some bad news.”
I blink at him, put off-guard.
“This blanket is destroyed.”
I look around me at the state of the bed. The blanket is completely covered with stripes and puddles of sticky fluids, most of which have soaks all the way in. I swipe of my fingers over the blanket, collecting a little bit of cum on my fingertip and lick it off. The blanket is even more drenched than I am.
“Good.”