As she suspected, the next one was harder. The one after, a bit harder yet, so she was yowling and struggling against Rubio’s grasp. Her lover stroked her back. “You’re being so brave, good girl. You’re almost there.”
Almost where? Almost “done,” as they’d said? She hoped so, because she couldn’t take much more. Ruby shifted and she felt the clamps released, with the accompanying bursts of pain. Liam thwacked her again, a dull, quiet sound, but a resulting line of agony. Again. And again. It was too much. She couldn’t take any more.
“Let her go,” said Liam, just as the safeword rose to her lips.
Ruby stepped away and Petra did the first thing she could think of, which was to scramble over the top of the horse and run away from them, away from more sadistic ideas, and more implements, and more pain. Ruby caught her first, then Liam was on the other side of her, both of them holding her close. She sobbed as their palms pressed and caressed her. Gentle fingernails traced welts from ass cheek to ass cheek.
“No broken skin,” Liam said. “She came through all right.”
“Okay, good girl,” Ruby said, soothing her.
“You’re so strong and brave,” said Liam in her other ear. “That was hard, wasn’t it?”
“Yes, Sir.” She broke down in a fresh torrent of tears.
“Poor baby.” Ruby wiped her cheeks. “Is okay to cry.”
They pressed closer, two strong, muscular bodies, their cocks hot and hard against her skin. Her blood raced with fear and longing, her nerves alive with shameful lust. She wanted them, needed them to fuck her senseless as the grand finale, but she couldn’t ask, not from the depths of subspace. “Is it…is it over?” she asked instead, a quiver in her voice.
“Do you want it to be over?”
She looked at Liam, then at Rubio, wondering how they couldn’t hear the frenzied pleading in her brain. One of them squeezed her hot, sore ass. Again, she didn’t know who. She didn’t care. She thought she’d die without them holding her.
“Do you want to go?” Ruby asked. “If you want to go now, you can.”
“Go where?”
“Wherever. Somewhere safe from us.”
She didn’t want to be safe. That was the last thing in the world she wanted. “If I go, will you…” Her breath stuttered in her throat as Ruby’s fingertips traced the underside of her breasts. “Will you chase me and drag me back?”
Liam laughed, the deep sound bouncing off the soundproof walls. “Ruby, you’ve gotta marry this one. I’m serious.”
Ruby shoved him. “Quiet. Shut up.” He looked back at her. “Do you want us to chase you? Not let you get away?”
She nodded shakily, then shook her head. “I guess. I don’t know. I don’t know what I want.”
“I think we know what you want,” said Liam, his grip tightening around her waist. Her heart raced, her whole body trembling with adrenaline. Rubio took her hands, trapping them in his, and she started to struggle. Not because she wanted to get away, but because she wanted them to make her do this, because they were big and strong and there were two of them and only one of her. Liam chuckled under his breath. I’m glad you’re having fun, she thought wildly. Now do it. Throw me down and…
Rape me. She couldn’t think the words, because she knew rape was wrong, but that was what she wanted. She wanted no control, no measure of consent. Take me. Just take me. The harder she fought, the harder they worked together to subdue her. When they got her on the cold, varnished floor, Ruby pinned her with his body. He kissed her roughly, pulling her hair until she arched her back in agony. “No,” she said. “No, stop!”
He ignored her, as she’d hoped he would. He manhandled her onto her stomach and pressed her shoulders to the ground. “Get your ass up,” he ordered. She heard a rustle and the slick sound of a condom going on. Her sore ass cheeks were pulled apart. “Here,” Ruby said. “Use a lot.”
She tried to crawl forward, away from them, but they grabbed her ankles and yanked her back. Cool lube drizzled into the cleft of her ass. Fingers pushed it into her asshole, pistoning in and out.
“Stop! Please,” she begged, squirming away with renewed energy. The fingers stopped fucking her.
Rubio murmured, “She means yes. Only stop for Romeo.”
“Romeo? That’s your safeword?” Liam laughed.
“Yes,” Ruby snapped. “It works for us, okay?”
Petra tried again to crawl away while they were sniping back and forth, but two sets of hands gripped her before she got very far. “Slippery little slut,” Rubio said, slapping her ass. “She almost got away,” he said to Liam.
He palmed his lubed-up erection. “She’s not going anywhere once I get this inside her.”
Liam took her shoulders and wrenched her legs open with his knees, and thrust deep into her pussy. She tried to fight but there was so much of him—not just his massive cock, but his massive bulk and the massive hands holding her down. He fucked her with hard, steady strokes, moving in a rhythm that hit all her favorite spots, while Ruby watched, an appreciative voyeur.
“Her pussy feels good, huh?”
“Oh, God.” Liam’s breathless exhalation was apparently all he had to say on the matter.
Ruby pumped his shaft a few times, palming his balls and sidling closer. Liam pulled her up, so she tottered on her knees with only his cock centering her balance.
“Open your mouth for Ruby, Petra.”
It was an order, rough and curt. Liam had never spoken to her with anything less than perfect courtesy before now, which made this all the more exciting. Ruby took the back of her head and guided his cock into her mouth.
She sucked him, choking, gagging, gripping his thighs for balance as Liam continued to pound her from behind. She wasn’t trying to get away anymore, only trying to survive the onslaught. You wanted this, Petra. You wanted to be taken hard and rough.
And this was the kind of stuff Liam couldn’t do with Ashleigh at the moment, so she was glad she could give it to him. In a way she was offering it up for her friend. Here you go, Ash. It’s okay, I’ll probably recuperate in a day or two. Your husband’s a fucking sex maniac, by the way.
Ruby drew her from her thoughts with a tug on her collar. Liam pulled out of her pussy, leaving her juices dripping down her slutty leg. It couldn’t be over, could it? No, not yet. Ruby was rolling on a condom, pulling carefully on the tip. “Safe, yeah?” he said to her with a fleeting smile. He dropped to the floor and held his cock upright, signaling Petra to climb on top.
She crouched over Rubio with a little centering nudge from Liam, then sank down, until he was buried to the hilt in her pussy. She groaned, tensing
her muscles, milking the long, strong length of him. Being fucked by Liam was nice, but Rubio owned her in this. Bought, captured, enslaved. She was his cock slave, pure and simple. Ruby held her thighs and prevented her from moving in any direction except the direction he liked.
They never did it this way, with her on top. Because he was her top, she supposed. Tops belonged on top, or at least they usually did. Not that she felt very dominant at the moment. Before she had much time to think about it, she felt Liam move behind her. He took her hands and trapped them up by her shoulder blades, forcing her breasts out.
When she turned her head, distracted, Ruby took her nipples in a jaw-clenching pinch. “Ow, ow, ow, ow,” she whined, reeling back, but Liam had her arms in some kind of ju-jitsu ninja lock and she couldn’t go very far.
“Uh-oh,” Liam said. “She doesn’t like that.”
Ruby squeezed tighter. “Come here, baby. Lean down.”
He tugged her by her nipples until she collapsed on him, cringing from the pain. Her pussy clamped around his cock, so hard she might have orgasmed if there wasn’t so much else going on. Her knees slipped on the smooth floor, her pussy riding Ruby’s thrusts. Then he went still and let go of her nipples, and moved his hands to her hips. “Okay,” he said. “Put it in her.”
Put what in her? She felt the head of Liam’s cock against her asshole and she thought, oh no. Oh wow. That’s not going to fit. She struggled in earnest then, shaking her head, pulling at her wrists where Liam held them, but he held tight. Ruby’s hands tightened on her waist.
“Let him do it. You’ll like it, both your holes filled.”
“It won’t fit,” she said.
“Won’t it?” Liam eased the head in, shifting, playing with the angle. “We’ve managed it before. Although, not with someone as small as you.”
Not comforting, Liam Wilder!
All the lube they’d smeared on her crack came in handy as Liam wedged his erection into her little hole. It was so tight, so bizarrely cramped and unnatural. Liam had to work his way forward, prying her open inch by terrifying inch.
“Petra, look at me,” Ruby said as she panted through the penetration.