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boy toy | chapter two

jey uso & seth rollins x fem!reader word count → 7.3k summary → you were pleased to learn that jey made an adorable submissive, but seth wants to see what other tricks your new boy toy has up his sleeve. you quickly learn that jey is more dominant than you realized. and more strict. links → masterlist / taglist tags → sugar daddy au, prostitution au, dom!seth, switch!jey, switch!reader, threesome (f/m/m), daddy kink, sir kink, dom/sub, objectification, unprotected piv sex, oral sex, fingering, voyeurism, exhibitionism, choking, spanking, humiliation, dirty talk, begging, edging, orgasm denial, brat taming, spit roasting, hair pulling, crying, aftercare at the end

“You okay?”

You reached out to pet Jey’s hair, your gaze at him concerned. While he wasn’t the gift you were expecting tonight, you had to remind yourself that he was yours now. He belonged to you. And Seth would want you to take care of your things.

Jey offered you a lazy smile, still reclining on the couch as you straddled his lap. “Yeah, m’good.” He slurred, almost as if he were drunk. “You got a wicked tongue, girl.”

You couldn’t help but grin, scratching gently into his scalp just to watch him relax further into the cushions.

“Plan to use that wicked tongue of yours for anything else tonight?” Seth’s tone was teasing, his hand resting on Jey’s shoulder as he looked down at you. “I’ve already got a few ideas.”

“Oh?” You raised a playful eyebrow at him. “Tell me.”

Seth considered. “I know I want this mouth.” He reached out to trace the shape of your lips and you shivered. “But I also want to see what else your boy toy can do. Hunter promised me he was the best.”

“You want to make sure you got your money’s worth, Daddy?” you asked cheekily. “I already said I liked him.”

Seth let out a huff of laughter. “Just want to make sure your little plaything can deliver, sweetheart,” he replied, a cruel glint in his eye. “For a whore as expensive as this one, he’d better.”

You felt like Seth was testing him, trying to see what buttons to press to get a reaction. But Jey was a professional. He seemed unfazed by Seth’s antics, his body still relaxed even as Seth’s thumb pressed warningly against his windpipe.

“Daddy,” you chided. “He’s my plaything, not yours. And you’re not being nice.”

Seth’s mouth was curved into a mean smile, though you were happy when he eventually released Jey’s neck.

“You’re right, sweetheart. He’s yours to play with.” Seth leaned down and brushed his lips across the shell of your ear and you felt goosebumps explode across your skin at his light touch. “So what do you want your little toy to do next, hm? Tell me, baby.”

You met Jey’s curious gaze, still petting his hair like you would a puppy. You couldn’t deny that you were also interested to see just how dominant Jey could be in the bedroom. After so long with only Seth - beautiful, chaotic, unstable Seth - you wondered what it would be like to be with another man. And while Jey made an adorable submissive, you had no doubt that he could take control if you wanted him to.

“What do you think, pretty boy?” you murmured, scratching behind his ear just to watch his eyelids flutter. “It sounds like Daddy wants to see you perform. But what do you want?”

Jey opened his eyes to look at you, seemingly amused by your question. “I want whatever you want, honey,” he rumbled, one of his large hands resting on your hip. “I’m here for you.”

Seth chuckled low in your ear. “He’s here to do as he’s told, baby. So go on, tell him. Tell him what you want.”

You suddenly had trouble meeting Jey’s eyes. You knew what you wanted. You knew exactly what you wanted. But you felt unsure.

You chewed on your bottom lip in nervousness, suddenly very interested in Jey’s hair as you continued to twirl it around your fingers. “It’s just… I’ve never let anyone else take control, Daddy. It’s only been you.”

Seth hummed in agreement, moving around the couch to stand behind you. You felt his hand creep around your neck and your body immediately relaxed at the feeling.

“That’s right,” Seth crooned. “It’s only ever been me. I’ve never shared you before, have I?”

You shook your head, leaning back against Seth as he cradled your jaw. The dominant hand on your throat felt so good, pleasure simmering low in your stomach.

“Look at you. Already so obedient and submissive for me and I’ve barely even touched you. Love it when you get like this, sweetheart.” Seth’s tone was teasing, but his words betrayed his fondness for you. He did love this. He loved it when you gave up your control and allowed him to call the shots, more than happy to have your Daddy take care of you.

You could feel Jey watching the scene with curiosity. He hadn’t moved, still keeping his hand on your hip even as Seth leaned down to press a sweet kiss to your forehead. “Don’t worry, baby. You don’t have to worry about a thing. Daddy’s already taken care of everything.”

The pleasure was beginning to settle over your mind like a fog and it took you a moment to digest his words.

“Taken care of what?” You asked, staring up at him through long eyelashes.

Seth’s cheshire grin widened, showing far too many teeth. “I’ve already talked with your pretty boy toy, sweetheart.” Seth’s voice was low and syrupy. “Already told him exactly how you liked to be fucked. What you like and don’t like. Had to make sure he knew what he was getting into before I brought him home.”

Your cheeks suddenly flushed a violent shade of red, now avoiding Jey’s eyes like the plague. Had Seth told him everything?

“Aw, don’t be embarrassed, sweetheart. It’s not like you’re the first needy slut he’s fucked.” Seth’s grip on your jaw tightened and you whimpered. “Hunter said he had plenty of experience dealing with spoiled little brats like you.”

Despite your embarrassment, you wanted to protest. You wouldn’t call yourself spoiled. Well cared for was a more appropriate term. Seth never let you go unsatisfied, always giving you anything and everything your heart desired. How was that your fault?

“So I intend to get my money’s worth and watch him teach you some proper manners.” Seth’s eyes sparkled with amusement. “And you’re going to be a good girl and do as he says, aren’t you, baby?”

You nodded, though you felt a little confused by his words. You weren’t sure why you needed to be taught anything - you thought you already had pretty good manners - but you wanted to be obedient so you didn’t argue. Seth’s smile was wicked, his eyes now glinting with that familiar mischief when he turned to Jey.

“She’s acting all sweet now, but she’ll get mouthy if she doesn’t get her way. Sure you can handle her?”

You turned and saw that Jey was watching the two of you with dark eyes, his lips twisting into a confident smirk.

“Yes, sir.”

Seth chuckled, offering you one last condescending pat on the cheek before moving away. “We’ll see.”

Before you realized what was happening, Jey’s hand shot out to enclose around your throat. You gasped in surprise though your body didn’t fight him. Instead, you went limp in his grasp, allowing Jey to pull you close to meet his simmering gaze.

He still had that confident smirk on his lips, continuing to recline against the couch as if he had all the time in the world. He seemed relaxed and at ease, completely in control as he kept that dominant hand around your neck, his eyes sparkling with amusement at your easy submission.

“Your Daddy wasn’t kidding when he said you liked it rough,” Jey’s words were teasing, his gold teeth glinting in the light. “You like being manhandled like this, baby?”

You felt your cheeks flush again. You’d never had another man speak to you like this before and it felt equal parts embarrassing and arousing. It didn’t help that Jey was already breathtakingly beautiful, his eyes so dark that you felt lost in them.

“I asked you a question, slut,” Jey’s free hand came down to smack one of your ass cheeks and you yelped in surprise. “I said, you like being manhandled like this, don’t you?”

You quickly nodded, the flesh of your ass stinging from where his palm had connected. But Jey still wasn’t satisfied. He tightened his grip around your neck and you whimpered again.

“Nah, you gon’ use your words when you talk to me. I wanna hear you say it.”

You struggled to maintain his gaze, still impossibly embarrassed. Why was this so hard? You said you wanted to be good, but the words felt lodged in your throat, your pride holding you back.

Jey brought his hand down on your ass again and you couldn’t help but whine, now struggling in Jey’s tight hold.

“I ain’t gonna ask again, slut. Use your words or I bend you over my knee and spank your ass raw.”

Your entire body flushed at his words, your pussy spasming at the thought. In all your time with Seth, he’d never spanked you. Still, you weren’t sure that now was the best time to push Jey’s buttons. You decided to swallow your pride.

“I like it.” You breathed, though the words scraped raw on their way out. “I like being manhandled like this.”

Jey seemed satisfied. “Better.” He grunted, loosening the tight grip he’d kept on your throat. “Though you still ain’t got proper manners. When you talk to me, you call me sir. You understand?”

You were more familiar with this. One of Seth’s few rules was that you call him Daddy.

“Yes, sir.”

Jey smiled at you, now pleased. “Good girl.”

Jey massaged the stinging skin on your ass, his gaze at you considering. “Your Daddy don’t give you a lot of rules, does he? No wonder you spoiled, girl. He just give you everything you want, huh?”

You wanted to protest but you didn’t think Jey would appreciate it. He’d already proven that he was much more strict than Seth had ever been, so you wisely stayed silent, allowing Jey’s hand to run appreciatively across your body.

“Such a pretty girl,” he cooed, his hand moving up to cradle your jaw. “Gotta be the prettiest I’ve ever seen. And I’ve seen a lot. Your Daddy is a lucky man.”

You heard Seth chuckling behind you, though Jey’s hand on your jaw made it impossible for you to turn to look at him.

“But your Daddy wants you to learn some manners tonight. You think you can be good for me and let me teach you?”

You were again confused about what kind of manners you needed to learn, but you still obediently nodded. “Yes, sir.”

“Good.”

You gasped when Jey suddenly stood up, using his strength to keep you in his arms as he carried you to the bedroom. You threw your arms around his neck to keep from falling, though Jey’s firm hands let you know you weren’t going anywhere.

“I gotchu, pretty girl,” he murmured, his breath warm in your ear. “Just relax for me.”

You quickly obeyed, allowing him to carry you as you buried your face into his neck. He smelled like coconut and spice, the scent intoxicating. You were almost sad when he laid you down on the bed, already missing his touch.

“Hush, sweetheart. I gotchu. I’m not leaving.” You didn’t even realize you were whining, your hands reaching out instinctively to pull him closer. You were pleased when he joined you on the bed, leaning over you to press a gentle kiss to your cheek.

“Such a sweet girl,” he praised, reaching up to brush some of the hair from your forehead. “You always this sweet? Or is this just for me?”

You weren’t sure how to answer that. You sometimes got mouthy with Seth, but it was all in good fun. For the most part, you were happy to be obedient - a pretty toy for your Daddy to play with.

“She’s usually sweet, though I told you she’s got a mouth on her.” You hadn’t realized Seth had followed the two of you to the bedroom, already taking a seat in the chair near the window. You glanced over at him and saw that he was watching the two of you with interest, his mouth still curved into that knowing smile. “But I supposed it’s my own fault. I can’t say I’ve ever punished her for it.”

Jey’s chuckle was low, the sound causing a small shiver to run down your spine. “Well, that’s why I’m here, isn’t it?”

Seth didn’t respond. Instead, he just watched as Jey leaned forward to finally capture your lips in a kiss.

His lips were impossibly soft and you couldn’t help moaning into his mouth, the sound desperate and needy. Jey tasted sweet, like candy or licorice, his tongue eager to claim every inch of you that he could. It wasn’t until he broke the kiss, a thin string of saliva connecting the two of you, that you realized how slick your mouth has gotten. Jey’s plump lips were shiny with spit, his eyes dark as he stared down at you.

The room suddenly seemed very quiet and Jey’s eyes seemed to grow darker, his gold chain dangling in front of your face as he leaned over you. You weren’t sure what you looked like, but Jey’s expression seemed almost… hungry.

You jumped in surprise when he leaned back down to claim your lips again, his kiss urgent. You felt Jey’s hand drift to waistband of your panties and you were quick to lift your hips and allow him to remove them, still keeping your mouth open as he fucked his tongue past your willing lips. You could feel the weight of Seth’s eyes on you, a small thrill running through you at the thought of your Daddy watching you make out with another man.

Jey pulled back again, his dark eyes staring at your now swollen lips. “Listen to me, pretty girl.” Jey’s voice was strained, though when he reached a hand up to grab your chin, you knew he was serious. “If you want to come, you beg me for it. You don’t come without my permission. If you do, not only will I spank your ass raw, but I’ll make sure you don’t come again for another week. Do you understand?”

Yor blinked up at him in surprise, your mind struggling to keep up with his words. You couldn’t finish without permission? That didn’t seem fair.

Jey must have noticed your pouting because his grip on your chin tightened. “I mean it, slut,” he growled. “You don’t come without permission. That’s a rule. You gonna listen?”

“Yes, sir.” You tried to keep the sullen tone out of your voice, but you knew you failed when Jey’s large hand wrapped around your throat again.

You couldn’t help but moan. God, why had Seth told Jey how much you liked to be choked? It was clear he was going to use this to his advantage, his long fingers squeezing around your delicate windpipe to cut off your air supply.

“You better check that attitude, sweetheart,” Jey’s voice was close to a snarl. “I ain’t yo’ Daddy. I don’t have a problem punishing spoiled little brats who can’t do as they're told. You understand me?”

You felt lightheaded from the lack of oxygen, but you still had enough sense to nod. “Yes, sir.” Your words came out as nothing but wheeze and Jey quickly released you, though he still kept that dominant hand beneath your jaw.

“That’s what I thought.” Jey’s mouth was curved into an arrogant smirk and you hated how much it suited him. “Don’t take much to keep you in line, does it, baby? Just needed a firm hand, didn’t you?”

You nodded obediently, though you quickly used your words when you saw his smirk shift into a frown. “Yes, sir.”

Jey smiled again, this time more pleased.

“Good girl.”

You watched with wide eyes as Jey wasted no time to move further down your body, his broad shoulders nudging your thighs apart to make space for him between your legs. You felt your body flush again when Jey’s eyes caught sight of your leaking hole, his pink tongue darting out of his mouth to involuntarily lick his lips.

“Just as pretty as the rest of you,” Jey breathed, his large hands reaching up to grab at your thighs to pull you close. “You gonna let me taste you, pretty girl?”

You couldn’t respond - not with those big brown eyes looking up at you and stealing your breath. It wasn’t until Jey’s fingers curled deeper into the soft flesh of your thighs that you finally nodded, your mouth open as small puffs of breath escaped your lips. Jesus, he had barely even touched you and you were already panting for him.

“Need to hear you say it, baby,” Jey rumbled, his breath warm against the inside of your thigh. “Be a good girl and use your words for me.”

“Please.” The word came out quick and desperate, your hips already jerking forward in a silent plea for him to touch you. “Please, sir. I need it.”

Jey grinned and his golden teeth sparkled in the light. “That’s a sweet girl. Knew you could do it.”

Before you could reply, Jey leaned down to drag his tongue up your slick folds, his movements slow and syrupy. Your eyelids fluttered shut at the feeling, your head falling back into the mattress as Jey’s arms wrapped your thighs to keep you close to him. This was nothing like Seth.

Seth ate you out like a starving man, his tongue sloppy and wet as you made a mess on his expensive sheets. Jey wasn’t like that at all. He seemed content to keep his movements slow, his tongue flicking out to tease at every sensitive nook and cranny he could find. Every swipe of his tongue felt purposeful, already circling your clit with devastating accuracy.

You struggled to hold back your moans, your hips bucking forward into his mouth to feel more more more.

“Greedy girl,” Jey’s words were mocking, his arms tightening around your thighs to keep you still. “You’ll take what I give you and nothing more. This ain’t about you. This is about me. Now be still and let me taste what’s mine.”

You tried. You really did. You wanted to be good and obedient for him, fighting every urge to grind further onto his face and chase your own pleasure. You hadn’t realized just how much leeway Seth had given you before. He’d always allowed you to move at your own pace, uncomplaining even as you dragged your wet folds across his nose and mouth to please yourself.

Jey’s lips closed around your clit and you couldn’t help but moan again. Warm, gooey pleasure was unfurling beneath Jey’s talented mouth. Your hole was spasming and clenching around nothing, practically begging to be filled even as Jey continued to suckle at the sensitive pearl he’d found between your legs.

You made the mistake of glancing over at Seth from where he sat by the window. His eyes were impossibly dark, his lips still quirked into a smile that looked a little too devious. Did he know something you didn’t?

Jey’s movements stayed slow and consistent. You could feel your orgasm approaching now, your thighs beginning to shake around Jey’s head. You felt tempted to drop over the precipice of pleasure, but you remembered his warning. Would he really spank you if you came without his permission? Or worse, not allow you to come for a week? Would Seth even allow that? You decided you didn’t want to risk it.

“Please, sir,” you gasped, struggling to keep your eyes open. “Please, can I come?”

Jey didn’t answer right away, continuing to eat you out slowly. Leisurely. As if he had all the time in the world. It took all of your willpower to stave off your finish.

“Sir, please!” Your hips began to wriggle pathetically beneath his large hands, your fingers twisting in the expensive sheets to try to keep it together. “Please, I can’t hold it.”

Jey removed his mouth and you whined at the loss, your hips still bucking forward to chase his soft lips. “I was right there!”

Jey’s hand smacked the inside of your thigh and you jumped in surprise, letting out a hurt sound.

“That’s your last warning, slut. You talk back to me or complain one more time and I’m bending you over my knee. Got it?”

You had a protest on the tip of your tongue, but you kept it to yourself. “Yes, sir.”

“That’s what I thought.” Jey’s tongue returned to your clit and you moaned again. “Keep begging, sweetheart. Lemme hear it.”

It wasn’t hard. You were still so close that your body was tight as a wire. “Please, sir. I need it so bad. Please, can I come? I’ll be good, sir. I promise. Just please, please, please let me come.”

Jey chuckled darkly, his tongue still dragging against you. “No.”

You stared down at him in confusion and desperation. No? You’d done everything he’d asked and more. Your hips were moving on their own accord now. You couldn’t control them just like you couldn’t control your own impending orgasm.

“Please, I can’t…I can’t hold it.” Your voice was desperate now, your hips now beginning to buck wildly in his grasp. If you didn’t dislodge him, you were going to come right now.

“Yes, you can.” Jey sounded far too amused, his strong arms still holding you with ease even as you tried to move away. “You can and you will. Because it’s what I want. Because for once, this ain’t about you, little girl.”

He wasn’t being fair. You were trying your best, but you’d never been told no before. Your entire body was shaking, your thighs clenched so tightly that you were certain you were going to pull a muscle. And then right when you thought you couldn't take it anymore, Jey finally released you.

You let out a relieved gasp, your head falling back against the mattress. You’d never tried to hold back your own orgasm before and it was much harder than you thought it’d be. Maybe Seth really did spoil you.

“See?” Jey’s grin was devious. “Was that so hard?”

Yes, it was, thank you very much. But you wisely stayed silent.

“Don’t think I’ve ever heard her beg so sweetly before.” You heard Seth say, your eyes flickering over to watch as he slowly rose from his chair and adjusted his suit jacket. “Honestly didn’t know she had it in her.”

Jey looked over his shoulder at him and gave him a lopsided grin. “Nah, you spoil her too much, uce. Gotta get her worked up and desperate.”

Jey’s fingers suddenly entered your dripping hole and you couldn’t contain the moan that tore from your throat, causing both men to chuckle.

“If you want her to beg, you gotta give her something to beg for.”

Jey’s fingers curled and you nearly sobbed in pleasure at the feeling, his fingers now aiming for your g-spot with the accuracy of a trained professional.

He hadn’t given you enough time to recover and you felt your orgasm approaching again, your body still on edge from his earlier ministrations.

Seth approached the side of the bed to watch as Jey continued to massage that sweet spot inside you, his wicked gaze sweeping over your trembling form.

“Hm, maybe I have been going too easy on her. She does look pretty like this.”

Jey hummed in agreement, watching you from his spot between your legs. His fingers were incessant and you struggled to breathe, your chest rising and falling rapidly as he bullied you back to the edge of pleasure.

“Please, sir.” The words sounded pitiful but you couldn’t bring yourself to care. “Please, can I come? Please?”

“No.” Even though you couldn’t see him, you could still hear that infuriating smile in his voice. ”Not yet.”

You groaned in frustration, tears now pricking at the corner of your eyes. You’d never been teased this much before and it was miserable.

You looked over at Seth with pleading, heartbroken eyes. “Daddy, please.” You begged, reaching out a hand to him in the hopes that he’d take it. “Please, can I come? Please let me, Daddy. Please.”

Seth cackled loudly at your words, ignoring your outstretched hand as he settled on the edge of the bed to watch the show. “Oh, no. Don’t look at me, sweetheart. Your pretty boy toy is in charge now. I thought you said you were gonna be good for him?”

Jey’s fingers began to pick up the pace and the pleasure was nearly overwhelming you now.

“Please, Daddy.” You whined. “I can’t hold it. Please, let me come.”

“Yo’ Daddy can’t help you, little girl,” Jey drawled, his fingers unforgiving. “If you wanna come, you have to beg me for it.”

You pressed your palms into your eyes to hold back your sobs, your entire body shaking like a leaf as you used every ounce of self-control to hold off your finish.

“Please, sir. I’m sorry. I’ll do whatever you want, just please, please let me come.”

“Whatever I want?” Jey’s words were teasing, his free hand still gripping you tightly even as you continued to squirm. “That sounds dangerous. You really that desperate?”

“Yes!” And you were. You were ready to promise him anything.

“That’s too bad.”

Jey removed his fingers and you sobbed out loud, the tears beginning to spill from your eyes in desperation.

“Sir, please…”

“Shut up.” Jey smacked the inside of your thigh again and you groaned in response. God, Seth had never been this rough with you and it was quite possibly the hottest thing you’d ever experienced.

You felt Jey moving and you realized that he was sitting up now, his dark eyes glinting with mischief as he smirked up at you.

“You really thought I was gon’ let you come from my mouth? Or my fingers? Nah, I knew you was a cockslut the minute I set eyes on you. That’s the only way you wanna come, isn’t it, sweetheart? When your legs are spread wide and you’re pumped full of dick.”

Your cheeks burned at Jey’s filthy words and it didn’t help but that he was right. Your hole felt empty, an itch that normally only Seth could scratch causing you to writhe uncomfortably against the mattress. You couldn’t deny that your body was aching, practically begging for a good fuck.

Jey laughed and the sound was mean, his large hands now pushing your legs further apart to make more room for him. He leaned over you and you could feel his erection nudging at the inside of your thigh, your eyelids fluttering when he pressed a sweet kiss to your cheek. His beard was still wet, the smell of your own arousal now in your nose.

“I know, baby. I know.” Jey’s words were mocking. “Daddy was right. You ain’t the first needy slut I’ve fucked. I can see the signs. I know how badly you need it. But it’s okay, sweetheart. Imma give you what you need. I know you spoiled, but we gon’ get you right.”

Jey dragged the tip of his cock through your wet folds, but he didn’t press into you. Instead, he paused, glancing over at Seth. He seemed to be waiting for permission.

You were reminded that although Jey was calling the shots for now, Seth was ultimately the one in charge. He wouldn’t fuck you unless your Daddy allowed it.

Seth seemed pleased that Jey was professional enough to double check with him before moving forward and he gave Jey a permissive nod from where he sat on the edge of the bed.

Jey wasted no time pressing into you in one long slide, his spit and your wetness easing the way as he bottomed out. You were already so open and desperate that there was no burn or stretch, your body practically singing with pleasure at finally, finally being filled.

“Yesssss,” you breathed, throwing your head back against the pillow. Jey was right. You did need this. You needed it like you needed air. Which is why when he didn’t move you let out a small whimper, your gaze up at him pleading.

Jey grinned. “What is it, baby?”

“Please.” Your voice was small, your words barely a whisper. He was so beautiful at this angle, his muscles rippling and his eyes dark as he stared down at you. His smile made you feel like he was stealing oxygen from your lungs.

“Please what?” he teased, running his hands appreciatively down your sides. He seemed unhurried and calm, even as his dick twitched from where it was balls deep inside you.

You were too horny and desperate to be embarrassed, even as Seth watched you in amusement. “Please fuck me, sir.”

Jey ran his tongue across the grill on his bottom teeth, his gaze at you considering.

“Are you gonna be a good girl for me and beg to come?”

God, you would do anything he asked you to. “Yes, sir.”

“Are you gonna have good manners and thank me for dicking you down like this?”

“Yes, sir. I’m so grateful. Thank you for fucking me, sir.”

Seth cackled in delight, shaking his head in disbelief. “Jesus,” he breathed. “You might be the best investment I’ve ever made, boy toy.”

Jey grinned over at him, still keeping his hips flushed against you but refusing to move. You experimentally shifted your hips, trying your best to be obedient and good but also wanting more than anything for him to just give it to you.

Jey chuckled at your antics, but he didn’t seem upset. If anything, it finally motivated him to move, beginning with a few shallow thrusts that had you moaning.

You couldn’t help but relax further into the mattress, your body unwinding and relaxing as that itch was finally scratched. You felt like you were coming up for air after being underwater for so long. You felt like you could finally breathe.

You felt a hand in your hair and you realized that Seth was leaning over you now, his voice low as he cooed sweet words of praise in your ear. You were having trouble fully understanding him as electric sparks shot up your spine with every sinful twist of Jey’s hips. It was already so good and he was just getting started.

Jey landed a harsh swat to your ass and you gasped at the feeling, struggling to keep your eyes open to look up at him.

“Where are your manners, slut?” Jey growled, one of his large hands reaching up to clasp around your throat again. “You ain’t learned a damn thing, have you? Maybe I shoulda put you over my knee after all. Since you ain’t wanna listen.”

“I’m sorry, sir,” you whimpered, your pussy spasming at both the degradation and the hand around your neck. “Thank you for fucking me, sir. I’m so grateful, thank you.”

“We gon’ get you trained so that I ain’t gotta remind you, baby,” Jey promised, his gold chain now dangling in front of your face as he leaned over you. “Yo’ Daddy can spoil you all he wants, but with me you gon’ be obedient.”

He set what felt like a brutal pace, leaning more and more until he had your legs bent, your knees pushed towards your chest. You let out a strangled noise at the feeling, your body thrumming with pent up energy as Jey continued to pound into you. You opened your mouth, trying to form some kind of coherent thought, but nothing came out. Instead, all you could do was lay there and take it, your eyes glazing over in pleasure.

“She looks so fucked out, boy toy,” Seth sighed, brushing a few stray hairs from your sweaty forehead. “So fucking pretty. I could get used to seeing her like this.”

He reached out to trace your parted lips and you stared up at him, feeling completely helpless as Jey kept you pinned beneath him.

“I want her mouth,” Seth said suddenly, his eyes flashing over to Jey. “Get her on her knees.”

Jey obeyed immediately, pulling out of you so suddenly that you let out a choked gasp. You were having trouble understanding what was happening and when Jey’s hands tangled in your hair to yank you up, all you knew how to do was go limp and allow it.

“You heard yo’ Daddy,” Jey growled, flipping you onto your stomach and tugging you back by the hair until you were on your knees. “But remember, I still ain’t letting you come until you beg for it. I don’t care if you got a dick in your mouth or not.”

Jey finally released your hair only for Seth to take his place, his fingers digging into your scalp as he forced your head up to look at him.

“Such a pretty girl,” he cooed, his cock already slapping you across the mouth. “I just couldn’t wait any longer. You look so sweet like this. I just have to fuck your throat, baby.”

You opened your mouth obediently and allowed him to push inside you. Seth didn’t seem particularly interested in giving you any time to adjust, his hand already reaching up to cradle the back of your skull as he rolled his hips forward into your waiting mouth. You relaxed your throat on instinct, allowing him to push deeper and deeper until he had fully bottomed out.

You felt another swat on your ass and you jumped in surprise, moaning low around Seth’s cock. Jey’s hands were tightening on your hips, his cock already nudging against your dripping hole again before slipping back into you with ease.

At this angle it felt like he was in your guts, your eyelids fluttering as you continued to swallow everything Seth had to give you.

“There you go,” Seth praised, his hips beginning to pick up speed. “Always take me so good. You suck dick like an angel, sweetheart.”

Jey was quick to resume his brutal pace, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of your hips so hard that you knew they’d leave bruises. The pleasure was still simmering low in your core, but it wasn’t until Jey shifted his hips and hit your g-spot that you nearly screamed, the sound muffled around Seth’s massive cock.

Seth let out a low moan, the vibrations from your choked noises massaging his length as he continued to fuck your throat.

“Such a good girl,” Seth breathed, his voice now strained. You could tell he was close. “God, I love seeing you like this, baby. You look so pretty when you’re full of cock.”

Your face was burning, tears streaming down your face from the humiliation of Seth’s words, the stretch of your lips, and the incessant pounding of that sweet spot inside you. Your senses were overwhelmed, your mind melting as they both continued to use your holes to chase their own pleasure.

That familiar tingling returned to the base of your spine and your body started to shake, your thighs trembling even as Jey kept that unforgiving grip on your hips.

“I can feel this slutty hole clenching around me,” Jey groaned. “I know you’re close. But you better not come without my permission or you’ll regret it.”

You knew he wanted you to beg, but how could you with Seth’s cock threatening to choke you? Jey gave you another painful swat against your ass and you were quickly reminded of what awaited you if you disobeyed.

“Please,” You tried to beg but Seth’s cock only allowed a muffled sound to come out, an embarrassed sob hitching your chest in response. Your hole spasmed at the same time, strangling Jey’s dick as he continued to rail you.

“That’s not good enough,” Jey smacked you again and you could barely keep your eyes open through the tears. “I know you can do better, slut. Use your manners, even with Daddy’s cock in your mouth.”

Your entire body burned in embarrassment and shame, but it only stoked the flames of your pleasure more. So you obeyed.

“Please, sir. Please, can I come?” Your pleas still came out as a garbled mess of sounds that only forced out more spit around Seth’s length, making the blowjob even sloppier. Seth groaned in appreciation, his long fingers tightening in your hair as his hips began to stutter out of rhythm.

“That’s it,” he gasped. “Fuck, take it, sweetheart. Take it all.”

With one final, brutal thrust, Seth finally spilled down your throat. You tried to take as much of it as you could, but some of it still ended up dripping down your chin and onto the mattress below. Seth kept himself there, still buried balls deep in your mouth even as he began to soften. It isn’t until you started squirming from lack of oxygen that he finally released you, his laugh just a little maniacal as he watched more come and drool drip down your chin.

“Good girl.”

With your mouth now free, you could finally beg for what you’d been so desperate for.

“Please, sir.” You sobbed, uncaring of how ridiculous you sounded. “Please, please, please let me come. Please!”

Jey laughed at your tears, his hand pressing between your shoulder blades to shove your face down into the mattress. This new angle had your ass up in the air and your back arched, completely at his mercy as he continued to drill into you. The pleasure was coiled tightly inside you like a spring, ready to snap at any minute. It took every ounce of willpower to hold it off.

“Please!” You were practically screaming now, his fingers clawing at the expensive bedsheets as you tried so hard to fight the pleasure threatening to overwhelm you. “May I please come, sir? Please?”

Jey seemed to finally take pity on you. “You beg so sweet, honey,” he praised, though his voice sounded strained, as if he were close. “Such good manners. You can come, sweetheart.”

The tension snapped.

The pleasure that rolled through you was like nothing you’d ever felt before. Fireworks exploded across your vision, your entire body trembling as your pussy convulsed around Jey’s dick. Your mind went peacefully dark, every nerve ending in your body singing as Jey continued to fuck into the sweet spot inside you. It felt heavenly. Blissful. Transcendent.

Jey wasn’t far behind. The feeling of your silky walls fluttering around him had him spiraling towards his own release, his hands still gripping your skin tightly until he finally spilled inside you with a moan.

His hips finally stilled. You could feel your hole continuing to pulse around him, greedily milking whatever it could from Jey as he twitched inside you. It wasn’t until he slowly began to pull out that you let out a broken sound, the noise spurring Seth into action.

“It’s alright, pretty girl,” he soothed, resting his hand on your back to urge you back down onto the mattress. “Just relax. Lay down for me, okay?”

You hadn’t realized that you’d locked your knees to keep from collapsing while Jey had been fucking you. Not until you tried to move and found that your joints were stiff and your muscles were numb. It took all your strength to force your legs to work, slowly easing yourself down to lay on your stomach as Seth kept murmuring sweet words of praise.

“You did so good, baby,” You heard him say, his hands careful as he urged you to sit up. “I gotta take care of you now, okay? Can you let me do that?”

All you could do was nod, allowing Seth to sweep you into his arms and whisk you away to the bathroom.

Your brain was having trouble processing everything, but next thing you knew you were in a warm bath, Seth pressing a warm washcloth into your hand before kissing your forehead. “I’ll be right back, baby,” he murmured, his eyes kind. “Just give me a second.”

You were sad to see him go, but you soon realized why when he returned to the bathroom with Jey.

He was taking care of both of you.

“You okay? Talk to me.” Seth seemed worried, his hand on the small of Jey’s back as he led him to the shower.

“I’m good.” Jey’s smile was tired, but genuine. “Thank you, sir. For the shower.”

“Of course. Let me know if you need anything.”

You heard the water turn on and Jey stepped inside, Seth quickly returning to kneel by the tub beside you.

“Are you okay? I need to hear your words, baby.”

You smiled too, though you imagined it looked just as tired as Jey’s. “Yes, Daddy. I’m perfect.”

Seth smiled back, taking the wet cloth from your hands to wash you himself. “Good. Can you tell me what hurts?”

You shook your head, your brain slowly coming back online. “It’s not pain. Just sore. I’m okay, Daddy. Really.”

You relaxed as Seth ran his suds-covered hands over the mess they’d made, washing away the stickiness from your sore body. It wasn’t until the water grew tepid that you finally got out, allowing Seth to wrap a fluffy towel around you and usher you to the bedroom.

He must have called one of the housekeepers to change the sheets because they were fresh and clean when you arrived. You barely registered Seth pulling one of his oversized t-shirts over your head, feeling exhausted and sleepy as he helped you crawl under the covers.

“I’ll be right back.” he murmured again, no doubt heading back to the bathroom to check on Jey.

You felt your eyes grow heavy, your body relaxing deeper into the soft mattress before Seth and Jey returned. Jey had his own towel wrapped around him, his eyebrows raised when Seth handed him a set of pajamas.

“Thank you, sir.” He replied automatically, though he seemed bewildered by Seth’s gift, his hands running over the soft fabric before finally tugging them on.

You noticed that he didn’t immediately join you in the bed, even though his eyes flickered over to where you laid snuggled beneath the sheets. He seemed to be waiting for a specific command, unwilling to climb into bed with you if it wasn’t what Seth wanted.

Seth, however, didn’t notice that Jey was waiting for him until he’d already gathered his own pajamas and made his way to the bathroom, presumably to shower as well.

“Oh.” He stared at Jey in confusion. “Everything alright?”

Jey nodded. “Yes, sir. Just…where do you want me to sleep?”

Seth raised an eyebrow. “You’re here for her, remember?” He pointed to you. “So that’s where you’ll stay. Unless you’d rather sleep somewhere else?”

“No, sir.” Jey was quick to shake his head. “Just wanted to make sure.”

Seth softened. “Right. Of course. Well, just…make yourself comfortable, okay?”

Jey nodded and Seth retreated to the bathroom, leaving Jey to quickly cross the room and climb into bed with you. You instinctively reached out for him and he chuckled, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you close to his chest.

“You did good, sweetheart,” he rumbled, pressing a sweet kiss to your forehead. “You feeling okay?”

“Mm hm.” You snuggled deeper into his arms, appreciating that he still smelled like coconut and spice - a scent that was uniquely his. “Are you?”

Jey seemed amused by your question. “Yes, pretty girl. I’m okay.”

You didn’t say anything after that, but you could feel yourself nodding off, the feeling of Jey’s strong arms around you making you feel safe. It vaguely occurred to you that you had just met this man tonight. He was a stranger to you, yet here he was in your bed, cuddling with you and making you feel secure. It was strange, but not unwelcome.

The bed dipped and another warm body was pressing itself behind you, a familiar pair of lips pressing gentle kisses into your neck. You felt Seth’s arms and legs tangle with yours and Jey’s beneath the covers and that was the last thing you remember before falling asleep.

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