I gazed at my husband with intense desire; the heat radiating from my eyes. Rising from my seat, I gestured for Adam to go ahead. As Damon passed through the doorway, I stealthily approached from behind, gently nuzzling his ear and playfully whispering, "Woof!" before swiftly moving into the kitchen.
A wild energy consumed me, igniting my mischievous spirit. The little vixen within me had awakened, brimming with liveliness. Today, I would test the boundaries with my husband. Reaching the kitchen, I settled into my usual spot at the table, assuming an innocent demeanor.
As my husband approached, he leaned in, his voice dripping with seduction and dominance, causing a surge of arousal within me.
"Just one more, my little bitch, and I'll reward you with spiked shackles for our meal, feeding you on my lap," he whispered.
Silenced by his words, I rose gracefully, maintaining an appearance of sweet innocence as I made my way to the fridge. Opening it, I released the scent of pheromones. My gaze filled with heated desire as Adam and Damon followed suit.
Adam's expression bore a hint of annoyance as Damon guided him out, apologizing, "Sorry about that, Hauptmann. My wife is in a rather naughty mood that needs taming. But fret not, the little vixen will soon be chained up."
He forcefully approached me, the sound of his heavy footsteps echoing in the room, and slammed me against the cold, unforgiving wall. With a swift motion, he yanked my arms behind my back, causing a sharp pain to shoot through my shoulders. I winced as he locked them into spiked shackles, the cold metal biting into my skin. The short chain between them restricted my movements, leaving me completely under his control.
Leaning close to my ear, he hissed with a mix of authority and desire, "Now, little bitch, let's see if these restraints will be enough to keep you obedient. You will serve me, and I will nourish you on my lap. You will be a perfect submissive girl, won't you?" His words dripped with a sadistic pleasure.
This act alone made my pussy leak a lot. His voice, this dominance, was something that some part of me, deep inside in, responded wildly, but I knew it would take a little bit quite rough play to get it out, whatever lurked inside of me.
Responding with a hint of defiance, I lazily retorted, "I'm not so sure yet, my dear husband. I feel quite spirited today, not as easily tamed as you'd like me to be, aren't I?"
"Fine, we shall see about that, little bitch," he growled seductively, his warm breath brushing against my skin. In a swift motion, he tore off my underpants and forcefully ripped open my skirt, creating a generous slit that exposed my bareness. He proceeded to inhale the scent of my panties and display them to Adam, who watched us with intense arousal.
Guiding me back towards the table, he commanded, "Keep going, little bitch. I have countless tricks in store for you, ones you couldn't even fathom. I will keep you firmly under my control, and then we'll see who dominates, won't we, my obedient bitch? Which one of us is on the top, right?"
Maintaining an innocent facade, I smiled and sat with my hands obediently behind my back. As Damon turned away to retrieve something from the fridge, I swiftly maneuvered my hands to the front, discreetly sliding them over my legs. My innocence remained intact as Damon approached me once again, only to discover my secret act of defiance. He swiftly untied one shackle, securing my hands once more behind my back.
Fine, the little bitch doesn't believe me," he remarked with a hint of frustration. "Well, let's give this disobedient little bitch something to focus on, and then we'll see if you're capable of more acrobatics."
With a purposeful stride, he retrieved a crepe roll from the freezer, one that I had prepared earlier in our previous residence.
Holding it in his hand, Damon declared, "I've saved some of these for special occasions. Let's see how this one works."
Then he came and pulled my chair a little further back and knelt between my legs. First, he stuck his tongue in my cunt and started fucking me with his tongue and chewing on my pussy lips and clit. Then he almost made me come and stop. This boy knew his business, and I was writhing and panting, almost coming so hard, I could feel pleasure and hot waves started to grow in the pit on my pelvis and then he stopped, leaving me on the brink, so close but not enough, I sighed with annoyance.
I gasped in surprise as he took and thrust his ice-cold crepe roll into my now extremely aroused cunt. It sunk in completely, and Damon stood up. He looked at me, his expression stern as he was my dominant and I was supposed to be his submissive, but I am alpha female, leader of my worldwide organization so i am not that easily submissive.
He said, "That better stay there for the entire meal, or else I'll keep shoving another one in there until you learn to obey, little bitch."
I looked at him, a little smile playing on my lips, but I was not going to do anything for now. This crepe roll was wonderful. I was enjoying the sensations that it brought on and oh boy; it brought a lot of sensations too.
I sat still and felt the slow melting of the frozen roll in my hot fucking cunt. I used my pelvic floor muscles to move it around and I gasped out of pleasure as it did so wonderful feelings inside my cunt. Damon took his time bringing my food to the table and sitting down next to me. Then, now and then, he would insert his finger between my pussy lips and move the roll around in my pussy so that I was very close to a tremendous orgasm.
He hissed at me when he noticed me manipulating the roll by myself, "Wanna another one in there, little bitch? Leave it alone, do not move it around, I do not permit you."
He took a grip of my hair as he talked to me, and that grip was not gentle. It just made me oh, so hot. My orgasm was so close, so damn close. I trembled in his arms.
And he knew it and felt it and didn't give it to me yet. He fed me slowly and methodically, sometimes eating himself. Adam watched us with his eyes hot with lust. Eventually, we finished our dessert. I thought I couldn't take much more of this. Damon was relentless. He knew when my lust was easing a little.
And he, whatever he did, always made it grow back. One thing that almost set my orgasm off, was when at the end of the meal, he kneeled in front of me, and ate that damn roll out of my pussy, teasing me to the brink and then just pulling back just when I was about to explode.
We went slowly and calmly, even, into the bedroom. Adam followed behind us when Damon gave the go-ahead. He kept a tight grip on my wrists even though they were in shackles and my cunt was damn ready, but I could feel his dominance it came over me almost a physical sensation too.
When we got up the stairs and to one bedroom, He walked ahead of me because he was selecting in which room we would be playing and said, "Little bitch. Now you're learning. Just keep obeying me."
He looked at Adam and said to him, "Now I'll show you how to train a little bitch. You, Adam, must be an excellent student at this. But this one is such a demanding little bitch."
The look he gave to Adam made Adam's mouth turn into an almost seductive smile and he looked at Damon. Neither of them was backing off, and I was a little unsure that they too actually seducing each other too. Then Damon found a suitable bedroom. He pressed near Adam as he opened the door and directed me inside. Adam was breathing a little more tense. Whatever Damon did to him, affected him too.
He let Adam come in too. I was standing in the bedroom. This was a roomy, gigantic bed, but this was not the master bedroom. Damon did not want Adam in there. He closed the bedroom door and sat me down on the bed.
Then he said to Adam, "Please undress the little bitch. She is a little feisty, so you need to keep control over her and don't let her seduce you. She must not yet come. "
There was no doubt that this time, Damon was the leader, Alpha male, not Adam and I wondered by passing if that was actually how our pack works. I see Adam as pack leader, but was Damon in making decisions too? Little that I knew, that One day, Damon would be pack leader, and a good one, from time to time at least.
Adam picked me up and stood me up. Damon gave Adam the knife and said. " Cut the clothes off her and don't mind if you cut a little skin. The little bitch likes to be cut. Little bitch likes very rough play, so she needs to be kept under control."
Adam took a dagger and started cutting. He sliced my shirt right across my chest. He looked at me very seductively, a little unsure, and kept his grip on the knife steady, and he was careful not to hurt me too much.
I felt the tip of the dagger hit my skin, and I took a deep breath. I feel like even the slightest stimulus can set me off in a moment. Damon came up behind me and held me.
He said to Adam, "Cut her deeper, believe, this bitch can take it, she is not going to break."
Adam did as Damon directed and I could feel my body reacting to this slicing again. Something was coming to the surface, and Damon felt it. I could feel his fevered body behind me. I could feel how aroused he was, his hot, hard problem tight against my back.
What Adam got off me, what he got exposed. That's where Damon's hands began to take over. He found my nipples, my breasts. He rubbed and squeezed them, teasing my nipples. I felt his hot breath in my ear. He nuzzled my ear and my neck. Then he drank my blood, but very neatly, not yet naughtily. I must not come yet. I was being dominated fully; I was helpless. These sensations all over my body, made something come out of me, and somehow Damon absorbed it all.
Adam had finally cut off all my clothes. What little I had on.
Damon said to Adam, "You can take your clothes off."
His voice was dominant and strong, and Adam obeyed without a second thought. He was clearly under Damon's thrall, and for good too.
Adam started to undress. Damon put me on the bed on my stomach with my hands still tied behind my back. I watched as he undressed himself.
He grabbed my backside in the air and began to sink into my ass, demanding submission and surrender. He was hard and hot and began to plunge and fuck my ass in thick, tiny shallow thrusts. I felt like my asshole was going to burst. And I refused to submit; I refused to surrender. Not easily. He held my top firmly against the bed.
He growled sexily in my ear. "Surrender, Mimi, surrender to me completely. You're my Mimi. Submit!"
Finally, I submitted. I surrendered completely, and he sank pleasurably deep into my bowels. He began to fuck me hard, strongly submissive, dominantly. I felt an orgasm approaching, and he started to strangle me.
The tight grip on my trachea made me explode. He laughed huskily and said. "I think you like a bit of a rough grip, my love. I've noticed that before. I'll get you under control."
He continued to strangle me while fucking my ass hard and roughly. Along with his hard thrusts, and finally exploded in there, filling me with his wonderful, thick cream of love, too. All the time, he held my neck. His grip was tight. I could feel how my trachea was pressed, and it made my breathing harder, but it intensified all the sensations and orgasms, too. They were mind-blowing.
Then he let me go, rolled over on his back, and lifted me onto his belly. He sank once more into my cunt. I felt his huge glans spread my pussy lips and plunged mercilessly to the bottom. My hands were still tied, and I was helpless and horny. This was something else altogether.
He said to Adam, "Now Adam, take Mimi's ass. You dominate her by fucking properly in your ass. And choke the little bitch good".
I got double penetrations with a good rough treatment and the men also exploded so many times inside me that I knew I was full. Both had found this rough treatment, and they were choking my throat and squeezing at every turn.
Damon found my ribs and broke them, but I was so wild now I didn't mind even though he was breaking them. Adam knew how to choke hard. I was getting a lovely thick cream of Perfect Love. We were uninhibited and wild. Sometimes I was fucked by both of them one by one. Sometimes I was taken by two men at once and nothing was too much.
Then a polite knock at the door told us that in a couple of hours, there would be a departure to the cruise. Bran's voice was polite as he asked, "If you could stop." We had to. We each took a single shower first, Adam. Then he left. Then, Damon, I was sheet-wrapped because he said he wouldn't control himself if he saw me naked.
And then I showered after the men were down. Damon had packed my bag at some point, so I didn't have to worry about that either. I wonder, though, what clothes they have in store for me, but I have my work bag separately. I then went downstairs and everything was ready. We were off on our cruise.