Page 42 of Sugar Baby
This time, I let my grin spread across my lips. Her head shakes from side to side as she tries to dislodge them both, but never once does she utter the wordsnoorstop.
Just as it looks like she is truly in pain, Darcy pulls back and lets go of her legs as he stands, staring down at her. Derek repositions his hands from her ass to her thighs, continuing to hold her open for us.
Fuck, I want my turn at licking that pretty little pink pussy. A combination of her cum and Darcy’s saliva coat the puffy, pink flesh, making it shine, and my mouth waters.
But that’s it for now. Her pleasure is over.
Now it’s our turn.
But before we go any further another check-in is required.
“Emmy, what’s your color?” A tiny prick of irritation that we have to keep checking in hits me. We’ve never found anyone like Emmy. Someone willing to not only give us group play but also a scene. And what a fucking scene she has given us.
Her chest heaves and her thighs clench, but she manages to make eye contact with me. “Green, Daddy.”
Fuck. Me.
That is not going to get old.
Even though it can pull at the flow of a scene, we’ve all agreed to checking in with Emmy during each lull in play. Considering her lack of experience with this lifestyle and the somewhat extreme nature of each of our personal kinks, we know it’s up to us to make sure that she is still consenting. The power dynamic leans in our favor.
We have the experience.
We have the numbers.
We have the overall physical presence.
And we have the cash that she wants.
And I have to keep reminding myself of that last part.
She’s not at Obsession, the BDSM club we frequent, exploring a gangbang scene with four daddy sadists. No, just for tonight, she is letting four men use her body however they like for the cash they can offer.
The reminder of our situation leaves a sour taste in my mouth, and I wish I could have a stiff drink to wash it away. But none of us play after we’ve had a drink. Ever. We takeour responsibilities seriously when a submissive gives us all the power.
I take a deep breath and bring myself back into the moment.
There is nothing I can do about it now, even though I wish this was more than just a single scene.
I catch Derek’s eye and give a subtle nod. He whispers something in her ear, probably telling her what’s to come, since her eyes widen and dart between the three of us. He slowly manipulates her legs, first bringing her knees together and then lowering them until her toes touch the ground. He reaches beside him and tosses a decorative pillow on the ground just in front of them.
The tip of her tongue darts out and wets her bottom lip as she eyes the swell under mine, Darcy’s, and Xavier’s pants, all three of us clearly more than a little turned on. With her exposed breasts on display, arms still bound behind her back, and her long, brunette hair a mess from the way she tossed it around while we played with her, she looks utterly decadent.
Derek sits up, cradling Emmy against his chest so that she is forced to sit up as well. With her arms still bound, she can’t do too much for herself, which is exactly how we all want her—at our mercy.
When she is upright, I step forward and help Derek bring her to her knees on the pillow between all of us. I steady her, cup her face with my hand, and force her to look up at me. Her pupils are still blown wide, and she tips her cheek into my hand. I hunker down to her level, pulling at my trousers to give my cock room as I do so.
When I’m at eye-level, I draw her close and kiss her. Releasing her face, I palm both of her breasts. She gasps, opening her mouth beneath my own, and I fuck my tongue into her as I tweak her nipples. Emmy makes a sound that goes straight to my cock, and it takes more discipline than I’m happy with to pull back.
“Are you ready for us to use this pretty little mouth? You’ll probably have bruised and swollen lips from how hard we are going to take it. It’s nothing but a hole for us to fuck into. Just like your pussy. Nothing but a hole.” I don’t mention her ass, since it’s something she marked asnot interested, even though I desperately want to see my cock, slick with lube, disappearing in and out of that tight little hole. “We’re going to use and abuse both of them until we’re satisfied that every time you use your mouth or try to sit down tomorrow, you’ll be thinking of us with each flinch.”
Her throat works and her eyes are wide, but she doesn’t stop looking me in the eye; the entire time, I twist and pull at her nipples until she is panting. Only then do I let go and stand back up, and with no hesitation, I undo my belt, allowing the metal clasps to clank against each other in a way that usually has subs losing their minds.
Xavier and Darcy follow suit, and Emmy’s eyes dart between the three of us, watching as we all work our zippers down and pull the waistband of our briefs low enough that our cocks appear inches away from her face.
She’s seen all of us in the pictures we gave her access to this morning. She knows one of us has a piercing through their crown and another has a curved cock. When her eyes land on Xavier’s cock and widen, I know she’s found the piercing. It’s not his only one. The pictures we sent were taken about a year ago.
We’ve all had body modifications done since then, mostly more ink, but several more piercings. I doubt she’ll discover all of them tonight, since this isn’t about her exploring each of us. No, this is about all of us using her for our group kink dynamic.