Info - threesome, sub reader, a bit of cnc, degrading language, spit roasting, skull fuck, making reader hump floor, slapping, light daddy kink, Dom males
"Oh such a good princess," Oscar slapped my ass. I moaned on Timothée's cock which he'd shoved in my mouth. When I'd taken a small part in Dune I'd never imagined this. The two men had cornered me when I was working late and had said the dirtiest most perverted things that made my knees weak and my pussy leak.
When I'd fallen on all fours Timothée had pried my mouth open as he'd pulled his pants down. Oscar had lifted my skirt to take me from behind.
"Yeah she is, so willing to serve," Timothée purred. I felt the older man's thick cock at my entrance.
"Looked so scared earlier but she's sopping wet," Oscar chuckled darkly. I rubbed my thighs together.
"So needy," Oscar growled. He landed a slap to my pussy. I whined submissively. I heard Oscar sucking on his finger.
He shoved my legs apart with his knee. I shamelessly rode his thigh a bit. I ground down on it as the men laughed at me. I was gulping down Timothée's Precum.
"Why don't we fuck this bunny senseless, take what is ours," Timothée chucked me under the chin with the suggestion. I whimpered like a ducking animal.
"Fuck yes," Timothée began as he started to fuck my skull. I felt Oscar push deep inside me. I was spit roasted perfectly as the men used me.
"Take my big daddy dick," Timothée growled. He wrapped his hand around my hair. He pulled. My eyes were filling with tears. My drill dribbled down my chin.
"I want to see how needy the bitch actually is," Oscar said and my legs were knocked out from under me. I was still propped up to take Timothée's Cock, but Oscar got on his knees to pressed his body down on me and fuck into me.
"Hump the floor baby girl," Oscar purred in my ear. My bare cunt was already rubbing on the ground from the wild thrusting. I began to gyrate my hips.
"Good job you perverted little thing. Always wearing those short skirts. You wanted this didn't you?" Oscar teased me.
"You know she wanted it. She would stare at us and squirm in that chair. Hell I bet she even stayed here late in hopes all her holes would be used," Timothée laughed.
"This poor hole here," Oscar said in a simpering tone. He massaged my asshole. "Not filled with with anything. You look so innocent but I bet you're an anal slut."
"Mmmmmffff," I was going into sub space. I felt like a dumb mutt. I was completely brain dead as these two gorgeous men used me. I was cum drunk before they'd even exploded.
"Mm, mm, mm," I whined like a pathetic thing as I humped the floor. My mouth was used like a glory hole, and my pussy like a cocksleeve.
"Oh baby girl, you want cum? You want to be a damaged piece of property? Never useful to anyone but us again because we ruined you," asked Timothée. I could hardly breathe. The pleasure of being a piece of meat like this was tantalising.
"I want to see you choking on cum," he added and yanked my hair so he could see my throat. He began to unleash his load. I was gulping, needing to be a good girl.
I was nearly sobbing as I did my best. My pussy was burning with need. I was so close to the edge.
Oscar grabbed my hips and moved me up and down on his cock. He was using me like an actual toy. I was only useful for this. I was made to be used as a fuck toy in this way.
"Oh fuck," Oscar roared and now his cum was exploding in my cunt. I came too as Timothée petted The tears running down my face. I was a helpless pile of mush. I didn't think I could form words even if I tried.
"I think you should be spit roasted every night you sick little slut," Timothée said gently and I shuddered.
