The Agreement

Chapter 19

Esme woke up and groaned when she realized it was one in the morning. Deciding to get a drink to see if it would help her go back to sleep she headed down the hallway toward the stairs. Hearing creaking she froze and listened. What in the world? She headed toward the noise to see if maybe someone was walking around the house.

"Yes," Victor's voice gasped. "Please, yes."

"You like that?" Marc groaned making Esme stop in front of a door that was barely open. "Just imagine her tight pussy strangling your cock just like that."

"Oh god," Victor gasped.

"Would you like that?" Marc groaned as the creaking increased. "Do you want our beautiful wife riding your cock? Just imagine how our wife would fit perfectly between us, riding your hard cock while I fuck your ass."

Esme softly gasped and the creaking stopped filling the house with silence. The door opened and she eye locked with Kota's.

"S...S...Sorry," She stuttered backing away. "I...I...I didn't mean...I'm going to go," She turned to dart away but he grabbed her wrist pulling her back to him.

"Don't go," He whispered. "Please."

"Bring her in here," Owen's voice called out and Kota ever so slowly pulled her into the room.

She softly gasped again seeing Victor tied to the bed with a weird design all across his body with Marc standing between his open legs then to the side of the bed she saw Raven tied to a chair with his arms tied to the armrests and his legs tied to the legs of the chair. There was rope across his chest as well and he had a ball gag in his mouth. She looked some more to see North exactly the same way as Raven on the other side of the bed.

"They wouldn't be quiet and we didn't want them waking you," Corey smirked from the spot in front of Raven and Silas nodded in agreement from his spot in front of North then Corey turned from smiling to concern. "Did we wake you?"

She shook her head as she looked down at the ground. "Are you okay Pookie?" Sean asked slipping his pants back on then walked over to her.

"I'm....I'm...I'm fine," She stuttered. "I woke up and was thirsty then heard a noise but I'm going to go back to bed." She tried to take a step back but she bumped into someone.

Irish Spring surrounded her letting her know Owen was behind her. "Do you really want to leave, Darling?" He gently pushed her hair away from her neck, "Or do you want to keep watching?"

"I..." She gasped feeling him gently run his fingers down her arms, "I...don't know."

"Please Princess," Victor groaned watching her. "Please touch me."

"Do you want to, Beautiful?" Marc asked smiling. "You can if you want."

"Please Princess," Victor gasped. "It's up to you though."

She nervously stepped out of between Sean and Owen and took a step towards him. She gulped and walked over to the bed. Reaching out she touched one of the knots on Victor's chest and Marc smiled, "It's called Shibari," He explained.

She touched another then followed the rope down his chest and across Victor's stomach. Reaching her destination she barely touched the tip of Victor's leaking cock and he gasped. Yanking her hand away he groaned and shook his head, "No don't stop," he gasped. "Please don't stop."

Muffled loud moans made her turn to look at North and Raven straining against their roped seats. "They want you to touch them too," Marc chuckled. "We all want you to touch us."

"No you don't," She shook her head, "I'm horrible."

"Why do you say that?" Sean asked softly.

"I can't...." She sighed, "I've never been able to...." She sighed again as tears filled her eyes. "It takes too much work for me. My exes were...."

"The assholes were able to finish and you were left frustrated?" Sean offered and she nodded.

"Sometimes I couldn't even get close. They said there was something wrong with me if I couldn't orgasm," She whispered then jumped hearing muffled groans of anger.

"Oh Darling, there is nothing wrong with you," Owen said hugging her from behind. "They just didn't know how to properly worship you, that's all."

"You were clearly made for multiple husbands," Sean smiled pushing her hair behind her ear, "You are too much for one man alone. You were meant to have multiple husbands worshiping you."

"I bet if you were to touch her right now she would be drenched," Marc chuckled. "Are you, Beautiful? Did my talking early make you yearn with need? Do you want us to worship and ravage you the way you were meant to be?"

"Can we show you Princess?" Victor asked with need in his voice. "Please?"