*This chapter includes BDSM themes such as bondage, use of toys, edging, overstimulation (orgasm torture), praise, degradation, and light cnc/dubcon
Santiago turns the vibrator onto the lowest setting and pushes it against Wren's clit, forcing a muffled moan from her mouth. He turns the setting up one more, increasing the vibrations against her sensitive area. More incoherent noises escape Wren's mouth, despite the fabric trapped between her lips. Enzo kisses along her neck, shoulders, and collarbone before finally sucking her nipple into his mouth. He tugs at it with his teeth, and I wrap my fingers around the other one to give it equal attention. Her body starts to tremble and tense, obviously reaching closer to her climax again, and Santiago pulls the toy away, leaving her on the edge. Another desperate whine echoes through the room, and I swat her on the ass for the bratty sound. I bring my fingers down to her slit and slowly insert one inside. She's soaked; absolutely dripping. I add another finger and start to move, curling them to hit the inside of her warm cunt. Santiago presses the vibrator against her clit again, this time leaving it on the highest level, and we work her closer to the edge once again.
"Someone's needy," I tease, making Enzo chuckle lowly. More whimpers and moans escape the gag as she reaches closer to her climax.
"If you want to come for us, you better ask, princess," Enzo says with a smirk before nipping at the skin of her neck. Wren releases another set of incoherent sounds and her body tenses. All three of us pull away, leaving her with no contact. She squirms against the restraints in frustration. Fuck. It's a beautiful sight. Her arousal coats her cunt and drips down her thighs. I get on my knees in front of her and trace my tongue up her leg, tasting her like I've wanted to do since the first time I saw her.
"So fucking sweet," I murmur. I flick my tongue against her warm center, earning a flinch of her hips and another pretty mewl from her mouth. "Take the gag off." Enzo nods and removes the fabric from between her lips, leaving her panting.
"Please." Her voice is breathy and small; it's a broken, desperate plea. It's fucking perfect.
"Please what?"
"Please. Touch me. Something. Anything. Please."
"What happened to that stubborn attitude of yours? Don't tell me we managed to break you already, princess."
"Fuck you!"
"Ah, there it is. What a shame. I guess we'll have to continue with your punishment."
"Wait! I didn't—"
I cut her off by flattening my tongue against her slit, eliciting a breathy moan from her. Fuck, she tastes good; so sweet. I take her clit in my mouth, sucking at the sensitive nub and lightly scraping my teeth against it in a warning. My tongue plunges inside her, exploring her cunt with a hunger I didn't even know I had. She moves slightly, so I grip her hips tighter and keep her in place while I lick and suck at every inch of her center. I can hear her moans getting louder and feel her nearing her climax again.
"Don't you dare come without permission," Santiago warns.
"Please!" She yells.
"Please what?" he questions.
"More. Please. I—please!"
"Please what? Use your fucking words, whore."
"Come. I need to. Please."
"Wren, use your words. Be a good girl and beg for what you want, or we will leave you here, desperate and naked, for the rest of the goddamn night."
"I need to come! Please, can I come. Please. I need it."
"I still don't think you want it badly enough."
"I do! Please. Fuck! Please, can I come? Please, I'm begging! You can do whatever you want! Use me! I don't care. Just please—fuck—please let me come!"
"You want to come?"
"Yes! Please!" Her words are broken, and her voice is shaky. The whimpers between each sentence are so pretty.
"Come for us. Make a mess on Luca's face like the filthy little whore you are."
With Santiago's words, Wren falls apart—screaming, moaning, shaking. I continue my assault with my mouth through her orgasm, and I don't stop even after she finishes. Her body shakes as moans rip from her mouth.
"Fuck! Luca! I can't! Stop! Fuck!" Ignoring her pleas, I continue to hold her in place and attack her cunt with my mouth. Finally, I let go.
"You taste so fucking sweet, princess. Now, what was that you said about letting us do whatever we want?"
"Wait, I didn't mean—"
"Oh, no, no. You don't get to take back your words now. Besides, this is a punishment. Remember? And you begged to come. You were so desperate. It was so pathetic, but I'd be lying if I said you didn't sound so pretty when you were begging. So, since you're so desperate to come, I think we're gonna see just how many times you can come for us."
"Wait, I don't think I can—"
"Sure you can," I cut her off again. "You're gonna be a good little slut for us and take whatever we give you. Understand?"
"Yes."
"What was that?"
"Yes, sir."
"Good girl."
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