Here for Shaye by Misty Kayn

entrance. She'd come soon. Oh, the sweet release.
    From behind, Sir's guiding hand took the nipple
clamp's chain and placed it between her lips as if it were a bit
piece. He tugged her hair. Her breasts followed. Oh she felt the
clamps now as they tugged, pulled her nipples.
    Cold gel on her back hole snapped her to
attention.
    “Where are we at now?,” he said, voice rough, his
cock rested against her ass. He tugged her chain, the collar
tightening around her neck.
    “Green,” she said, barely catching a breath.
    His hand between her shoulder blades, he pushed down
and she followed forward, rested her weight on her palms. Dallas
sucked in her clit and she clamped her thighs around his face to
keep him from making her come right now. Shaye anticipated Sir’s
cock, wanted it, needed it, had to have it, and when he probed her
hole with his thumb, she shuttered, felt goosebumps over her skin.
Dallas sucked and licked. An orgasm pulled in her lower belly. No
matter what she did now, she would come on her friend's tongue. She
ground against him again, pulling her chain to feel the pain.
Orgasm was so much better when it hurt.
    "If you come for him, I won't fuck you."
    "No, no, no fair." As she said it, drool spilled
from her mouth. She wiped it on her shoulder.
    Dallas assaulted her pussy, clamped his large hands
on her hips.
    Shaye tried to lift away but couldn't, he held her
down. She wiggled above him, moved around, tried to escape, but Sir
pressed one hand on the small of her back. She stilled.
    One man held her hips, the other pushed on her back,
the chain between her teeth tightened. "Oh, I’m going to come. I
will, I will, no mercy, no mercy. You have no mercy!"
    Sir’s feet planted firmly on the ground, the large
tip of his cock at her entrance. "Yeah?!" He yanked her hair and
turned her head to the side. His eyes were bright, hazel, and
excited. He touched his lips against hers, and said, “You like how
I let him eat your pussy don’t you?”
    She squeezed her eyes. Oh God she would come right
now. “Mercy, mercy, mercy…”
    He shook her by her hair. “Don’t you?”
    “Yes!”
    “Look at you. My little puppy is a big slut isn’t
she?”
    “Yes.”
    “Mhm.”
    Sir jabbed his cock in her ass then covered her
mouth with his hand. Beneath it she gasped for air, her lungs
arrested, eyes almost rolled in the back of her head. Burn! Burn!
Burn! Her asshole burned. Tears trailed down her face. Her screams
muffled with his hand, her teeth dug into the chain, her lip caught
between and bled. Sir glided in out of her ass, Shaye sobbed when
Dallas stuck three of his fingers inside her pussy. Full, she was
full.
    When Sir slapped several times over the spot where
her lip bled, she muffled a cry.
    Her walls shuttered when he picked up the pace.
    The collar dug into her skin as he pulled on her
leash.
    She couldn't think anymore, she couldn't see, didn't
know, she barely recognized her own name.
    Lost in lust, she sucked the blood on her lip,
tugged the chain in her mouth, and pulled hard until the clamps
sprung from her nipples. When Sir bit her shoulder, she screamed
her release and would've fallen if Sir didn't hold her up.
    Only to use her some more.

 
     
     
EIGHT

     
     
    Weight pressed on her body. She willed her eyelids
to open to his hazel ones. He pushed himself inside her then glided
in and out of her with ease as his hands, behind her neck, removed
the collar. When he buried his head into the crook of her smooth
neck and touched his lips to her skin, she stretched her hands
above her head and watched, yet again, the sunrays play over the
tent's roof. Last night, she didn't topple the house, though the
sky might as well fall on her now. Metal snaps of the collar
clicked when they hit the ground. Deep inside her, his cock loved
her.
    Sir fucked her, slow and gentle, only stopping for a
second to lift her ass with the palm of his hand and anchor himself
deeper inside. She gasped, hitched a breath, when he