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acourtofidiots · 3 years

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Tease [poly!lashton]

⇨ wc: 5k

⇨ warnings: basically pure smut daddykink!ashton, sir!luke, oral (male & female receiving), fingering, orgasm denial, teasing, use of toys, bondage, ballgags, ass play, anal, double penetration, aftercare

⇨ a/n: i originally wrote this back in April 2020 on my previous 5sos sideblog (castaway-cashton) and i’m reuploading it now on this blog. enjoy! :) (this was also inspired by this video which absolutely killed me)

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You loved it when they played in Los Angeles. It gave you an excuse to go see your boyfriends as they played their hearts out in front of the energetic crowd and an excuse to get out and have some fun since work was cracking down on you, which led to you staying late at the office almost every day these past few weeks.

You danced with your boys to the beat of an All Time Low song, the rhythm making you sway your hips as you raised your hands in the air. The two Australian men sandwiched you between them, hands roaming your body as they took you in. The hem of your skirt moved up and down as you moved your hips, threatening to expose the skin hidden underneath there. Ashton moved his hands from your waist to your ass, squeezing the flesh before giving it a quick spank. You squeaked at the sudden sensation, hands moving to grab onto Luke’s shoulders. “God, you’re so hot, baby,” Ashton groaned, lips trailing from your shoulder to your ear, giving your lobe a soft nibble before making his way down again, hickies following his trail.

You hummed, eyes closed in pleasure as you rocked your hips. You could feel the raging boners, straining against the fabric of their pants and your lips quirked up in a smirk, proud of the effect you have on them. The smirk quickly disappeared from your face as Luke moved his hands underneath your skirt, rubbing the smooth skin above your center. Eyes darkening at the realization, the man before you quickly moved his hands away to grab onto your hips, stilling your movements. “Why aren’t you wearing any panties, princess?” He raised an eyebrow, eyes boring into yours as you let out a shaky breath at his question.

“I don’t know,” you replied, moving Ashton’s hands towards your center. “Guess I wanna have some fun tonight.” Ashton bit down on the juncture between your neck and shoulder, giving the bite a quick lick before pulling back and spinning you to face him. Calloused hands cupped your jaw, hazel eyes holding a stern look as he looked you up and down before settling on your face once more.

“You know the rules, baby. You should always be wearing panties,” he said, eyes glancing behind you before returning his gaze to you. Your heat throbbed at the sight of Ashton. The stripes on his shirt rippled with his movements, the silk material fitting him wonderfully. You were eager to get your hands on him and have your way with him but you knew that you couldn’t, especially when it was almost time for the band to go perform. Your thoughts were interrupted when you felt Luke’s hands moved towards your core, rubbing over the cloth a few times before slipping under your dress and rubbing teasing circles on your clit.

You bucked your hips at their teasing. “Daddy, please, I’m sorry,” you whined, throwing your neck back onto Luke’s shoulder, inhaling the smell of his shampoo and shuddering when Luke gave a harsh smack to your pussy.

“Sorry doesn’t cut it, baby. You’re going to be punished when we get home, understood?” Luke hummed in your ears, giving your lobe a soft bite before moving down your neck, leaving soft kisses in his wake. You whined at the feeling, hands moving back towards Luke’s crotch as you slowly started to palm his aching boner. Ashton was quick to grab your hands, tsking when you pouted.

“Be a good girl for us, brat. Or you’re really going to get it when we get home,” he warned, eyes flashing before settling on your heaving chest. One of his massive hands moved to cup one of your breasts, fingers tweaking your nipple in a way that had you whimpering in need. Before you could give him an answer, a knock was heard on the door, a crew member popping his head in.

“You’re on boys,” he nodded towards your lovers, closing the door behind him as he went to fetch Michael and Calum. You sighed as they withdrew their hands from you, leaving you aching and practically dripping onto the carpet. Ashton gave you a quick peck on the lips before turning towards Luke and repeating the action.

Grabbing their equipment, they gave you one last warning look before departing the room. You sighed, collapsing onto the nearby couch. This was going to be a long night.

The concert was torturous.

It seemed that Luke and Ashton performed harder than ever before, knowing just how hot you found them when they were playing their hearts out. Sweat dripped down the skin, dirty images forming in your mind as you thought of how sweaty they would be when they were making you cum over and over again. You clenched your thighs together at the thought, catching Ashton’s eye when he grabbed his water bottle and taking a swig when Michael was giving his little speech in between songs. He winked, licking his lips slowly just to make sure that you get the full effect of his teasing. You let out a low whimper, fingers itching to go take care of yourself but your feet stood firmly in place, seemingly frozen in place. Ashton smirked, giving you a knowing look before returning to his drum set.

He pulled down the microphone, looking around the arena. “You wanna fucking scream for me?” He grinned, free hand motioning in a ‘come here’ motion. “C’mon!” The crowd screamed at that, your jaw dropping as Ashton turned towards you with a giant smirk on your face and a giving you a quick wink in your direction before facing the crowd. The fact that he was saying stuff like this, on stage, made you even more needy for your boys. The fucker knows how much you loved screaming for him while he pistons his cock into you, hands roaming your body as you become overwhelmed with pleasure.

Luke, on the other hand, almost spit out his water when he went to the base of the platform where the drums were sitting to grab his water. He glanced at Ashton, seeing his cheeky smirk before directing his gaze towards you, hands itching to return to their place on your hips. You licked your lips as you took him up and down, bulge pressing against the smooth backside of his guitar. The butterflies in your stomach fueled the lust you had for your lovers, mind clouding with thoughts of what you wanted them to do to you after the show was over.

You let out a sigh of relief as the boys did their final bows. Luke could see how antsy you were, not being able to stand in the same place for very long and hands fidgeting together in hopes you could calm yourself down. He ran towards you, Ashton quick to follow the blonde’s lead, scooping you in his arms and twirling you around before dropping you and placing a heated kiss on your lips. You moaned as you felt a pair of hands behind you, pushing you forward.

“Let’s go. You’re in so much trouble babygirl,” Ashton muttered. Butterflies fluttered about in your stomach at the thought of the punishment you have ahead of you as Ashton dragged you and Luke behind him, weaving through the crowded hallways towards the dressing room. Once inside, you were pushed against the door, chapped lips pressing against yours. You tangled your hands into jet black locks, giving them a tug and smirking as Ashton moaned against your lips. Tongues battled for dominance as you continued to kiss him, caught up in the feeling of hands roaming your body. You whined as he pulled away, a smirk on his lips.

“Be a good girl for us and don’t make sound, honey,” Luke whispered, switching places with Ashton. The blonde gets down on his knees, lifting the hem of your dress up and guiding your hands to hold it. He left soft kisses in his wake as he made his way down your stomach, stopping at your dripping cunt and looking at you with determination in his eyes before delving in. Your back arched off the wall as you felt his tongue lick at your clit, pleasure starting to run in your veins. Ashton stepped in beside you and pushed your back down against the wall, effectively restraining you from moving any further.

You bit your lip as Luke continued to flick your nub with his tongue, trying to muffle your sounds as Ashton moved the top of your dress down to free your bra. He lowered the bra, practically inhaling your left nipple, sucking on it and giving it a harsh bite when you let out a quiet whimper when Luke inserted a slender finger into your awaiting hole. Your walls immediately clenched around the digit, pleasure flying through your veins like electricity. Luke grabbed your ass, delivering a quick spank to the flesh of your thigh.

“Be a good girl for us, Y/N,” he groaned as he pulled away, lips and chin shiny with your juices. He raised an eyebrow when you didn’t give him an immediate response, hand cupping your neck and giving a small squeeze. “Give me an answer, sweetheart,” he says, enjoying the way your eyes flutter shut when he gives another squeeze to your neck.

“F-fuck. Y-yes, sir,” you moaned, body jolting a little bit as Ashton gave your nipple a sharp bite before licking it over again to smooth it. Luke’s finger sped up, another finger joining the other one that was hitting against that spot inside you. Stars appeared behind your closed eyes, the coil inside you starting to build up as he continued to pound his fingers in and out of your cunt.

“You gonna cum, princess? Gonna cum all over Luke’s fingers?” Ash purred, hands tweaking your nipples. You nodded, teeth digging in your lip, blood starting to appear as you tried so hard to contain your moans.

“Yes, d-daddy. Please, may I cum?” You choked out, Luke pinching your sensitive clit in between two of his fingers. Your hips started grinding against his hand, eager for the release you’ve been anticipating all evening.

“I don’t think so, honey, you’ve broken the rules and naughty sluts that break the rules get punished.” And with that, the men withdraw their hands from you, leaving your body shaking and withering as you felt your orgasm drift away from you.

You felt tears start to form as you tried to slow your breath. You wanted to cum so badly, it wasn’t fair for them to tease you the whole show and then deny you of something you craved desperately. You huffed and pouted as you waited for the boys to get changed, annoyed that they denied you of your orgasm. Your thoughts were interrupted when you saw your boyfriends making you, hands roaming each other and obnoxiously moaning into each other's mouths. You whined when you caught sight of them, feeling left out and upset that they continued to tease you. They pulled away, a string of saliva left in between their rosy lips. Luke broke into a grin, enjoying how desperate you were to touch them.

They quickly got ready after that, changing into comfortable clothes before making their way to your car in the parking lot behind the arena. You climbed in and buckled up before pulling out and starting on the journey home.

Traffic was unusually good. Very minimal traffic on the highways and lucky light changes allowed the three of you to return home in record time. As you pulled into the driveway, the nerves in your stomach returned, anxiously anticipating the night ahead of you. Pulling the keys out of the ignition, you turned to get out of the car but stopped when you felt Ashton grabbed your wrist.

“Go upstairs and strip, brat. Wait on the bed and don’t you dare touch that naughty pussy of yours. Got it?” He hissed, hazel eyes boring into yours. You gulped, nodding quickly before he released his steel-like grip from your wrist. You scrambled out of the car, the two men following quickly behind you. You fumbled with the keys for a moment before unlocking the front door, stepping into the front entryway and tossing your keys and purse onto the table by the door. You toed off your shoes before making your way upstairs, sneaking glances at your lovers as they stood in the dark hallway, whispering amongst themselves.

You quickly stripped once you arrived at your shared bedroom. The dress slipped over your head before undoing the clasp on your bra and removing the offending undergarment before you were left bare, the chill in the bedroom making your nipples harden. You settled down on the bed, feet planted on the ground as you waited in anticipation. The aching in between your thighs was starting to become unbearable, wetness dripping down your legs and onto the duvet underneath you. You rubbed your thighs together, hoping for some sort of relief from the torcher your boyfriends put on you. You considered rubbing one out but they would somehow know that you broke yet another rule but your thoughts were interrupted by Ashton and Luke entering the room, boners straining against the material of their sweatpants.

Ashton walked towards you as Luke headed to the closet, rummaging around before pulling out a box. Your heart dropped as you recognized what that box was used for, squirming away from Ashton but he was quicker, grabbing your jaw and forcing you to look at him. “Don’t run away from your punishment, sweetheart,” he spoke, voice low and dominating. It sent shivers down your spine and a rush of wetness down south. “Hands and knees, slut.” He let go of your jaw, joining Luke at the box as they dug around for what they would need for the night.

You did as you were told, turning around and facing the headboard as you shifted into position. Your arms were shaking in anticipation, not knowing what your boys had in store for you. You jumped slightly as you felt the smooth surface of a paddle rub against your ass before lifting up and coming down with a harsh spank. You cried out, eyes shutting and body jerking forward at the sudden sensation.

A hand gripped your hair, pulling your head back so that you looked directly into Ashton’s eyes. “You better start counting or you’re going to make this much worse for yourself,” he growled lowly, raising the paddle again and spanking the opposite cheek of your ass.

“Two!” You cried, painful pleasure running through your veins. You felt Luke’s hands rubbing against your red skin, helping you relax a little before moving lower, slipping in between your dripping folds before sinking in your awaiting core. Your brain was overwhelmed, not being able to focus on the anticipation of the next spank nor the hands currently winding up your body like a toy. A second finger slipped as the next spank hit your ass.

“Three!” And it continued like this. Ashton would spank, Luke would tease your pussy, and you were a sobbing, dripping mess by the time they were finished. Tears leaked down your face and your chest heaved as you tried to calm yourself down. But the coil inside of you kept growing and growing until you were thrashing on the bed.

“Please!” You wailed, arms giving out and dropping your upper body on the mattress. Your walls kept clenching around Luke’s fingers, wanting something more to help you achieve your orgasm that you so desperately wanted. Ashton tangled a hand through your hair, yanking your head back so that you looked at the ceiling.

“Don’t you dare fucking cum, brat. You don’t deserve it after what you did tonight,” he sneered, pushing Luke back from you and flipping you over so that you were on your back. You winced as the cool sheets met your bare ass, still warm and red from your spankings as Luke approached you with a pair of silk ties. Ashton moved his hands from you as Luke looped one tie around your arm before securely attaching it to the bed before moving to the other side of the bed and repeating it on the other arm. “Not too tight, baby?” He asked, making sure that you were comfortable. You gave the ties a test tug before shaking your head. “Good,” he smirked before reaching for a ball gag and securing it behind your head.

They pulled back and took you in, all bound and gagged at their mercy. The turned towards each other, an evil glint in Ashton’s eyes as he surged forward and pulled Luke into a bruising kiss. You let out a muffled moan as you watch them make out, hands roaming each other and removing clothing so that they were both left bare in front of you. Ashton shoved Luke to his knees, taking his cock in his hand and giving it a few pumps before looking towards you once more.

“This is what happens when you decide to be a brat, Y/N. Brats don’t get what they want,” and with that, he surged his cock into Luke’s awaiting mouth, gagging slightly at the sheer force of his cock. He groaned at the tightness of Luke’s throat, tangling a hand through his golden locks as he started to rock his hips forward. Luke’s hands moved to Ashton’s ass, gripping it tightly as he relaxed his throat for Ashton. You were upset that they were doing this in front of you. They knew how much you love them getting physical with each other and being denied the privilege of getting involved made your cunt ache with desire.

Ashton groaned as Luke moved one of his hands to cup his balls, rubbing them together as Ashton threw his head back in pleasure. “Such a good boy for me, Lu,” he groaned, hips increasing in speed and the sounds of Luke’s muffled moans and your desperate cries filling the room. You wanted to touch them so badly but you knew that there was no way to get out of your situation without having to deal with your dominant boyfriends.

“F-fuck. Gonna cum, g-gonna cum in that tight mouth of yours,” Ashton moaned, hips stuttering before releasing a deep groan and releasing his load into Luke’s awaiting mouth. The blonde turned towards you, opening his mouth to show you what you were missing before swallowing it down. Ash yanked Luke up and kissed him passionately, lips molding together and tongues battling for dominance. You pulled at your restraints, wanting to join in and have them touch you but alas, you were stuck on the bed thanks to Luke’s handiwork.

They pulled back, turning towards you with predatory looks on their faces. “Aw, poor baby,” Ash tsks, making his way towards the box and pulling out an object that caused immediate dread to wash over you. The hitachi wand and your boyfriends were a dangerous combination, especially in situations where you were bound to their mercy, and you knew that it was going to be a long night ahead of you.

The boys climbed on top of the bed, Ashton facing your dripping core while Luke laid down next to you, hands finding their place on your breasts. “Now,” Ashton began, turning on the wand and playing around with the settings. “We’re going to have our fun with you. You won’t fucking cum unless we tell you to, got it?” You nodded, eyes warily following the wand as Ashton traced it down your stomach where he increased the vibrator to the highest setting and put it directly on your soaked cunt. Your head flew back as the vibrations immediately took a hold of you, sparks of pleasure filling your veins. You knew that you won’t be able to last much longer so this was going to be a real challenge for you to not to cum from the hitachi alone.

Luke’s hands busied themselves with your nipples, twisting them into stiff peaks before leaning down and taking one into his mouth. You gave a muffled shout as he gave a gentle bite, licking it over to soothe the pain. Ashton hummed as he took in the sight before him.

“My, my. How I wish we could give you all the orgasms you desired tonight, but no,” he paused as he gave a slap to the meat of your right thigh, “you had to be naughty and break the rules. I was looking forward to fucking that tight cunt of yours all night long but I guess we can’t have nice things.” You groaned as he moved the vibrator up and down your pussy, the impending climax starting to get closer and closer the more he moved the vibrator. Kneeling before you, he hitched your hips up and off the bed, resting your legs on his shoulders before his tongue met your wet core.

You thrashed about in your men’s arms, trying to get away from Ashton’s mouth but he was relentless, licking all around the vibrator before making his way south to the tight ring of muscles. He teasingly licked over it before delving right it, tongue licking and prodding at your asshole. Your hips bucked into his mouth, wanting to get closer to his mouth. Luke pushed your hips down, mouth pulling back from your overly sensitive nipples to look at what Ashton was doing to you.

“You like that, Y/N? You like it when Daddy plays with you like that?” Luke hissed, hand moving from your breasts to the wand, where he took it over from Ashton so that the man could slip a finger into your asshole. Your eyes widened at how quickly your orgasm was building, the combination of Ashton’s fingers and Luke’s maneuvers with the vibrator had you shaking and moaning loudly. But your boys knew your body, and just as you were going to tip over the edge, they pulled back, removing their hands and the vibrator from you.

Fresh tears leaked down your face, desperation starting to take over as your orgasm faded from your body, leaving you empty and absolutely soaked. “Aw, does our baby want to cum?” Ashton cooed, tracing a calloused finger across your cheek before undoing your ballgag. The finger traced across your bottom lip before tapping on your bottom lip as a signal to open up. You widened your mouth and eagerly sucked at his finger, twirling your tongue around it and giving deep sucks as if it’s his cock. He groaned as you took it to the back of your throat, hoping that your little show would make them less harsh on you. Eventually, he had enough and pulled his hands away. “Don’t worry, sweetheart, you’ll get to cum soon. Luke, get the lube.”

Luke obeyed the command, heading to the box and digging around for a moment before producing the bottle from the box. He tossed it to Ashton, who gave you a smirk before setting it to the side for a moment so that he could undo your restraints. Luke rubbed on the chafed skin before giving each wrist a few soothing kisses. He laid down next to you, tapping his thighs. You immediately followed his directions, clambering onto his lap with a bit of difficulty. The pain radiating from your ass was sharp and you sucked in a breath as you settled down on Luke’s lap, knowing that bruises would be there in the morning. Ashton moved behind you, settling in between Luke’s legs as he opened up the bottle of lube. Luke lifted you up by your hips, lining his cock up with your soaked pussy before lowering you, pleasure immediately flowing through your veins.

A cool liquid hit your burning ass, temporarily soothing the inflamed skin before dripping down. Ashton quickly scooped up the liquid, rubbing it over your puckered hole before easing the tip of his pointer finger into your hole. You immediately clenched around his finger, burying your face into Luke’s neck as Ashton eased the rest of his finger in your hole.

“Relax for Daddy, sweetheart,” Ashton murmured, focusing his attention on how your hole swallowed his finger. You took a deep breath as you forced your body to relax. Luke left kisses around your face, hands playing with your hair as he tried his best to make the whole thing as comfortable as possible. As soon as you relaxed, Ashton began to pump the sole digit, twisting it around and opening you up.

After a few moments, Ashton began to insert another finger, twisting the digits together before slowly inserting them once more. You moaned loudly, pussy clenching down hard on Luke, making the guitarist let out a sharp hiss.

“Fuck, Ash, she really likes that.” He squeezed his eyes shut, trying his best to not cum so soon. The digits in your hole moved slowly before increasing speed. You threw your head back as pleasure coursed through your body, the coil inside you starting to form as Ashton scissored his fingers. A hand came down on your ass, a squeal emitting from your lips as Ashton leaned forward to nudge his nose against our ear.

“Such a naughty slut, enjoying my fingers in your ass. You love it, don’t you?” He bit your lobe before moving down to suck on your neck. You moaned loudly as you absentmindedly moved your hips, Luke’s cock rubbing your ways and inadvertently hitting that spot inside you.

Ashton pulled away, removing his digits and slathering his cock in lube before dribbling some more on your asshole. He rubbed the tip against your hole, pushing in slightly but not all the way. You wiggled your hips, impatient at how torcherous he was being. “Please, daddy, please fuck me!” You cried, tears leaking down your face and dripping down onto Luke’s chest below. He wiped your tears, pulling you down for a kiss to take your mind off Ashton’s teasing.

A sigh of relief escapes you as you feel Ashton ease his cock into you, finally happy that you have both of your boys inside you. They gave you a moment to adjust to their cocks, leaving small kisses around your neck and face. Your body was overwhelmed, pleasure filling your veins and endorphins swarming your brain, subspace starting take over.

“Fuck...Please move, daddy. I want your cock so badly,” you whined, rocking your hips back so that they got the hint. They shared a look over your shoulder, having a silent agreement between the two of them before Ashton eased his cock out and then pushing back in, Luke repeating the movements. You moaned loudly at the feeling of having two cocks inside you, stretching your walls with a delicious burn. Ashton hit your ass, hand gripping the skin before picking up the pace, hips slamming against the flesh of your ass.

“Such a dirty girl for us, babygirl,” Luke gritted out, thrusting up inside you. You screamed when you felt the tip of his cock hit your g-spot, body becoming weaker as you became overwhelmed with pleasure. You could barely hold yourself together, a constant string of moans leaving your mouth as the coil wound tighter and tighter inside you. Groans and grunts echoed around the room, the sound of skin slapping against skin becoming overwhelming.

A large hand wrapped around your throat, hands splayed out against your neck. “You’re going to cum for us, slut? Are you going to cum around our cocks?” Ashton growled, nipping at your ear lobe. You whined as Luke moved a hand towards your clit, rubbing harsh circles as his thrusts started becoming sloppy.

“Y-yes, daddy. P-please let me cum. I-I promise I’ll be a good girl,” you squeaked, head dizzy with endorphins.

He hummed, hand squeezing your throat as he pretended to contemplate your request. Your eyes rolled back as your airway became restricted, ragged breaths escaping your mouth as you were barely able to hold back your impending orgasm.

“Cum. Cum all over our cocks, baby.” And with that, you let out a high-pitched scream, body spasm. You couldn’t focus on anything except the movements of their cocks inside you, the warmth filling you as you felt them finish inside you. Your release dripped out of you, hitting Luke and the sheets below you as your eyes rolled back.

You must have blacked out for a moment because the next thing you know, you felt a damp washcloth in between your thighs, the sensitivity making you jump. Gentle hands soothed you, caring words filling your ears as subspace hit you with full force.

“Daddy, sir,” you whimpered, making grabby hands towards your boys. They immediately attuned to you, leaving soft kisses in their wake as they helped you into the already-prepared bathtub in the ensuite bathroom. The heat of the tub soothed your aches and pains as you settled in, bubbles piled high and soft music playing from Luke’s phone. They helped wash yourself, rubbing and massaging your sore body until you felt yourself come out of subspace.

“There she is,” Luke cooed, a grin appearing on his face. “There’s our good girl.”

You gave a small smile as you let out a yawn, hands stretching above you. You gave them a sleepy look, standing up and gratefully accepting the fluffy towel Ashton handed you. You dried off, taking your time to get out of the tub before making your way to the bed. You collapsed down on the bed, eyes becoming heavier as your loves arranged themselves around you, hands softly stroking your skin.

“‘M sorry I was naughty,” you mumbled, shifting that Luke was pressed against your back and Ashton was faced towards you. Ashton took your hands in his, kissing each finger before leaning forward and brushing a kiss on your forehead.

“That’s okay baby. We love you so much, darling.” And with that, you closed your eyes, sleep overcoming you almost immediately.

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acourtofidiots · 3 years

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Drunk in Love [Curran Walters]

⇨ wc: 1.6k

⇨ warnings: pure fucking smut, bondage, punishment, orgasm denial, blindfolds, gags, toy usage (vibrators), daddy kink, slapping, degration, spitting, crying kink, i think that’s it?

⇨ a/n: reupload from my old account. i apologize in advance if the formatting is bad. my laptop broke friday and i’m hopefully gonna get it replaced monday so i’m just using my ipad atm to type. which means I don’t have access to the “read more” tag so I apologize for that! hope you guys enjoy!

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Silence.

It was all you knew for the past half an hour, your arms bound to the bedpost above you as the vibrations in between your legs grew incessantly. You hoped that Curran would have mercy on you but boy were you wrong.

The sound of the door creaking open pulled you out of your thoughts, the sound of someone sitting in the chair across from you filling your ears. Your teeth bit down hard against the ball gag, your long-awaited orgasm threatening to overcome you.

“Look at you, babygirl, all helpless for me,” comes Curran’s voice from the chair, voice cutting off as he groans, the sound of his fist slowly stroking his cock joining your muffled whines. Your clit throbbed with oversensitivity as you teetered on the edge, the silk scarves effectively rendering you helpless against the relentless assault of the vibrator.

This isn’t what you wanted. All you wanted was your boyfriend’s cock inside you, pounding away at your cunt until you were a mess beneath him. And Curran could sense this because the next thing you knew, you felt him sinking into the mattress next to you, calloused fingers groping at your tits.

“You’re so gorgeous when you’re desperate for my cock,” he chuckles, pinching the buds and relishing the muffled squeal you emit behind your gag. “Love seeing that cunt desperate for my cock, so fucking wet that you’re making a mess on the sheets.” True to his words, you could feel your slick drip down your legs and you felt heat rise to your cheeks in embarrassment. His right-hand slips down your body, turning off the vibrator before sinking his middle finger in your hole, your walls clenching down instantly.

“Fuck, you’re so tight, honey,” he grunts, slowly moving his finger out before pushing it all the way back in. Your hips buck up into his hand, encouraging him to go faster but he wasn’t having it. Withdrawing his hand, he gives your pussy a firm slap before circling your throbbing clit with his wet finger.

“You know better, Y/N,” he tsks, his free hand pinching your nipple. You cried out, tears forming behind the blindfold at the dueling sensations of pain and pleasure. Your body felt like it was being electrified, your nerves thrumming with excitement and the knot in your stomach twisting tighter. “Such a fucking slut for me, can’t even handle my teasing before crying like a baby.” he laughs cruelly, wiping away the tears that had managed to escape the blindfold before giving you a firm slap across the face. Your skin heats from the strike, your cunt clenching around nothing as you groan against the ball gag.

Curran watches with eager eyes at how your body convulses under his touch, the need to cum again overwhelming you. He slips his finger into your cunt once more, almost instantly picking up the pace until you’re tugging against the binds holding you still.

“Such a sensitive pussy,” he murmurs, reaching up with his free hand to rip the blindfold away from your eyes. Glossy eyes meet his own, desperation filling them the longer he fucked you. You squeezed your eyes shut, head thrown back at the feeling of him slipping another finger into you. You didn’t know how much longer you would last, the knot inside you getting tighter and together the longer Curran fingered you.

“Are you gonna cum, Y/N? Gonna cum all over my fingers like the slut you are?” Mockery filled his voice, eyes glinting with amusement as he watched your face contort into a desperate grimace. You nodded, chest heaving as you try to hold back the orgasm from washing over you.

“Cum.”

You scream, hips bucking up into his hand as your orgasm consumes you. White light filled your vision, rendering you unable to see him shove his face into your pussy to drink your fluids. Time became meaningless, your orgasm seemingly lasting forever, due to the fact that Curran curled his thick fingers, ramming against your g-spot with every thrust while his lips wrapped around your swollen clit.

“Such a fucking whore. Crying over an orgasm” he sneers, standing up and removing his shirt. Your eyes raked down his exposed skin, lingering on his cock that was dribbling precum from the reddened tip.

“Oh? See something you like?” He asks, a hand working at his leaking length as green eyes raked up and down your heaving chest. You nodded, pulling at your restraints to try and get your boyfriend to shove his cock in you, but he wasn’t having it. He slapped your pussy once more, and your hips jolted in response, the painful pleasure coursing through your veins.

“I told you. Be patient,” he snaps before maneuvering himself to straddle your chest. He undoes the ball gag before pulling it away, rubbing the spit that had trickled from the gag around your mouth before gripping your jaw and forcing your mouth open.

He spits into your mouth before shoving it closed, forcing you to swallow the liquid. “Swallow it, every last drop,” he demands. You do as he says, eagerly gulping it down before he removes his hand.

He returns his hands to his cock, giving it a couple of strokes before moving down your body. He taps the head against your clit, grinning as the sensitivity caused your body to jerk wildly. “I love how you’re such a whore for my cock, baby. Can never get enough of it, can you?” You shake your head.

“N-no, daddy,” you whine, tugging at your restraints once more. You could feel the heat of tears forming, and you tried to wipe your eyes on your arm but you were stopped.

“You’re so pretty when you cry,” he coos, rubbing a thumb over your tears before slipping down to grip at your neck, the coolness of his rings a stark contrast to your flushed body. He presses down, the feeling of his hand around your neck was enough for your eyes to roll to the back of your head.

“I haven’t even got my cock in you and you look like you’re gonna cum already.” A hand slaps down on your clit before maneuvering his cock towards your entrance. He pushes in, sliding easily due to how wet your cunt was. He gives your neck a squeeze at the feeling of your tight walls around him, bending down to rest his forehead against yours.

“God, this slutty cunt is so fucking tight,” Curran hissed, eyes boring into yours. You felt so fucking full. Pleasure coursed through your veins, your body feeling like it was haywire.

“Pl-please daddy,” you begged, words choked at the end from how desperate you were, “please fuck me. Please, I’ve been a good girl.” You looked at him with glossy eyes, your bottom lip tucked between your teeth as you awaited his response.

He grins at you, slowly moving his hips back before thrusting into you hard. You screamed, your overly sensitive walls clenching down on his cock hard. Curran’s hips pounded into yours, the sound of skin slapping against skin joining your cries of pleasure. His hand tightened around your neck once before moving up to your mouth and slipping two of his fingers into your awaiting mouth.

“Good girl, suck on my fingers like that,” he coos, fixated on the way your tongue swirls around his digits before suckling on them. You flutter your eyelashes at him, enjoying how he groans at the sight of you sucking on his fingers.

Quicker than expected, you could feel the knot building in your stomach again. You pulled away from his fingers, eyes squeezing shut as you cried out, “D-daddy. ‘M gonna cum.”

He narrows his eyes, hand slipping around your neck once more and giving it a squeeze. “I don’t think you deserve it. Only good little whores can cum, and I don’t think you’ve been good, Y/N.”

Your body spasmed, the threat of your oncoming orgasm looming over you like a dark cloud. “P-please, daddy. I’ll be good! I p-promise. Just please let me cum.” Your words slurred together, unable to focus on anything but the way your boyfriend’s cock dragged against your sensitive walls.

He picks up his pace, freehand moving down to rub at your bundle of nerves. You scream, jerking away from his hand but he followed you no matter where you went. “Cum for me, whore. Cum for me and take my cum like a good little cumbucket,” he growls, and that tipped you over the edge. Blackness covered your vision like a thick blindfold, your back arching as you succumbed to the waves of pleasure.

Curran groans at the sight of you becoming undone. He thrusts a few more times before he shoots his load into you, filling your tight hole with his cum. Collapsing on top of you, he takes a few deep breaths before reaching up and undoing your restraints, rubbing away at the red marks that lingered from your tugging.

You hummed, weaving your fingers in his curls before he reaches up and slots his lips against yours. You kiss slowly for a moment, enjoying the stillness of the late afternoon before he pulls away.

“How do you feel?” He asks. You stretch your arms above your head, noting how stiff your joints are and the dull ache between your legs.

“Sore. I’m not gonna be able to walk tomorrow,” you groan, tangling your fingers in his head once more, nails scratching his scalp and eliciting a hum from him.

“Well, looks like my job is done,” he jokes before untangling himself from you. He reaches a hand toward you. “C’mon, let’s go take a bath. I’ll let you use that new bath bomb you got earlier.’

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