Chapter Ten
I opened my eyes. Everything was a blur. I didn’t even know if I was really awake or if I was still dreaming but when I looked I saw Brandon slamming his cock into my pussy. He was on top of me and Chris was sitting on the edge of the bed, skinning an apple with his makeshift knife.
If it was a dream I didn’t care. If it was real then I was in paradise. It didn’t really matter because I passed out again.
When I awoke a second time my legs were no longer bound to the bed. This time it was Chris by my side and he had my legs up and around his waist as he began pumping his cock in my pussy while his hands got busy on my tits. He pushed his index finger into my mouth and I suckled on it like a hungry little pet but soon enough I passed out yet again.
My dreams and the reality of my world began to blend and soon I lost track of which was real and which wasn’t. Even in my dreams, I thought of Chris and Brandon using me and fucking me in any possible way they desired.
There were times where I thought I was dreaming only to realize I was awake and they were covering me once again in a shower of cum. I’d then pass out again and wake up to either of them taking turns plowing their cocks into me, relentlessly and with all the rage and lust they could muster.
It was like a buffet meal and I was the appetizer, main dish, and dessert all at once.
All that mattered was that I was being filled with their cocks and their cum and I loved it. Everything had become a blur for me. Nothing made sense but I loved it anyway. It was like living in some kind of endless dream that just felt so good.
Finally, probably after what could have only been a lifetime, I opened my eyes and for the first time, I was truly awake. I saw that my hands were still bound to the bed but my legs were not and they were covered in sticky dried cum. Someone had taken the time to wash the rest of me, however, as my face, chest, and hair all seemed quite clean and maintained.
“Hey, you’re finally awake,” Brandon greeted. I looked over to the foot of the bed and I saw him there, munching down on some kind of meat on a stick. He probably went out hunting with Chris again.
“H-how long was I out?” I just had to know. It could have been days, weeks or maybe just a few hours.
Brandon shrugged, bit on his meal and then answered. “Almost three days. We’ve had a lot of fun fucking you and baby you were having fun too.”
“I know,” I smiled slyly and wiggled my naked body for him. “I feel so exhausted and sore.”
He laughed and then leaned forward and let me take a bite out of his meal. It was rabbit meat. “I’ve never seen a slut fuck as much as you did. You’ve got a real talent for this, you know. Have you ever considered being a model or a porn star?”
That was honestly really funny but I did like how modest he was in telling me that. I shook my head at him. “Nope, it never crossed my mind.”
“You should consider it,” he told me as he scooted up to lie by my side. He was naked and I could see his cock starting to get stiff and ready once more. I wondered if he was going to fuck me again. “You’ve got a talent for this. Your pussy is so tight, you can deepthroat even when it makes you all teary eyed and you love it rough.”
“How does that make me qualified?” I asked. “Aren’t porn stars supposed to be like super hot with gigantic tits?”
“Everyone knows those are fake and guys don’t really watch porn to look at a girl’s face. We watch porn to see a girl be a total fuck slut and baby you are one heck of a slut. I could dine on you all day and all night.”
If he said that without the blatant sexual references I would have considered that romantic. Still, Brandon was still my kind of guy. Both of them were. They were the strong, masculine men who took what they wanted.
“Thank you,” I told him. “When are you guys going to untie me?”
Brandon chuckled and he then reached forward and undid the knots keeping my hands tied to the bedpost. I quickly rubbed my wrists and stretched my limbs as I sat up. For the first time since they laid me down, I felt the aching spots on my body and it felt like a sudden rush of pain washing over me. It was like I suddenly got hit by a truck or something.
“Oh f-fuck, my body really hurts,” I exclaimed as I rubbed my lower back and rested up on a pillow. “I really need to go to the bathroom, by the way, and eat something.”
Brandon chuckled then patted my tits as he said, “Go ahead. I got some extra rabbit meat already cooked and prepped in the kitchen.”
The door swung open just as I got up off the bed and in came Chris. He was naked, his cock loosely dangling between his legs, and he was drying his hair with one of the lodge towels.
“Oh, you’re up,” he exclaimed. “How are you feeling?”
It was nice to see them genuinely concerned about my well-being. It showed they cared. Well, they did care but that wouldn’t stop them from getting a rock-hard boner every time they saw my naked body in the room. I loved it. It meant they were still attracted to me even after using me like that.
“Pretty good, a little sore,” I answered. I stretched around a bit, kicked my feet and then asked for his towel. He tossed it to me and I covered myself – I felt a little foolish doing it – and then posed real quick, with a big smile on my face. “How do I look?”
Brandon clapped and Chris simply said, “You look like a really hot wife ready to bang her husband and his friends.”
“Funny you should say that,” I told him as I walked past him and to the door. “Brandon and I were talking about how I could be a porn star one day.”
“I’d pay to see her fuck,” Brandon admitted to Chris. “However, I’d do even more to get another taste of her.”
Chris nodded and then looked at me like I was some kind of meal on a plate. “Yeah, I know what you mean. I’m already thinking of a hundred new ways of pounding this bitch and making her moan. Her voice is so damn slutty, man, it just drives me wild.”
“I’m right here guys,” I tried to sound as dry and sarcastic as possible. “You know I can hear you guys talking about me.”
They both laughed. Brandon then raised a hand and said “Go do what you need, freshen up and everything. I got some news for us but it can wait until you’re feeling all clean and refreshed.”
“Can’t you just blurt it out?” I asked. Whatever it was he had to say it was probably a little more complex than what could be discussed in a minute or two but I still wanted to know what the heck it was about so I wouldn’t spend my time in the bathroom just wondering over the mystery.
Chris didn’t seem to know what it was about either. He just looked at me with a blank face and then shrugged when I gestured for him to spill the beans out for me. He then pointed to Brandon and said “Yeah, dude, just spit out. What is it?”
Brandon grinned and then he looked at Chris and then at me before he gave just a short teaser of what was yet to come. “I know how to get back home.”
Those words sounded so odd to me. I did want to go home, I did want to see my friends again but at the same time I just wanted to continue living in this paradise that we made here. I was happy here, with just Brandon and Chris, and I wasn’t sure if I was ready to let this utopia vanish the moment we got back into the real world.