Obsession's Embrace

Fucking Wrong

The fear subsided almost as fast as it came on. If anything, my desire to tease Electra has grown. Now's not the time, though. It's game night.

I'm at Damian's house, helping him refill the snack bowls. Of course, I'm filling up the bloody chip bowl for the fourth time and we've only been here for two hours. With as many chips at the boys consume, you wouldn't think they'd be able to climb to the top rope, let alone jump off it.

But hey, what good is game night without snacks that are terrible for you? We hear Dom cackling with laughter in the other room, while Finn and Carlito shout in annoyance.

"Show me your sleeve!" Finn shouts.

"Fuck off it's not that serious!" Dom replies.

"If it's not then show him!" Carlito shouts.

Damian looks at me and we both simultaneously roll our eyes. He chuckles and grabs the bowl of trail mix.

"I better go diffuse the situation before they kill each other," he says.

"I'll meet you in there," I laugh.

He nods and pops a chip in his mouth. Dom is hollering from the other room when he rushes in.

"Aye! Take it easy! You break it you buy me a new one!"

I laugh and grab another bowl from the cabinet to pour some popcorn into. When I turn back to the island, I'm shoved against it and bent over it. A yelp sounds from my mouth before I squirm and start to scream. Before I can, a hand slaps over my lips, quieting me while my arms are pinned behind my back.

My heart races. My head spins. What the fuck is happening?

"Rhea? You alright?" Damian shouts.

I fight against my attacker, but I'm held still. Feeling someone's warm breath against my ear.

"Tell him you're okay, babygirl," Electra whispers.

My eyes widen with realization, then glare with anger when she pulls her hand away.

"Maybe I should let him come in here and see you broke into his house to attack me," I bite.

She slaps my ass. Hard. I yelp again.

"Then you'll have to explain why you're not stopping me from spanking you when he walks in here," she warns.

"Rhea?" Damian asks, his voice with worry and getting closer.

"I'm good! Dropped a fucking bowl on my foot!" I shout.

He chuckles, "be careful."

When we're sure he goes back to the game, Electra grabs my hair and pulls on it. I groan in pain, but smirk in pleasure. She may be pissed now. But the game has barely even started.

"If you're going to be a brat," she says as she yanks my shorts and panties down to my knees, "make sure you can handle what comes to you."

"Electra," I whimper softly when she shoves two fingers into me, "not here."

"Shut up," she says before yanking them out.

My lips thin, and I feel something being shoved into my pussy. I moan again and wiggle my hips, feeling it both inside me, and on my clit. Fuck. I know what she's doing.

She pulls my shorts and panties back up before slapping my ass again. I whimper. She pulls me up and spins me around. A smirk crosses her lips when she holds up a small remote.

"There's three strength settings on here. You're going to feel all three. And you're going to cum each time. The rules are simple. No moaning. No screaming. No crying. The guys are not to know you're cumming. No leaving the room. This is your punishment for those texts earlier," she runs through the rules and my eyes widen with each sentence.

This is going to be fucking hard. I watch as Electra winks at me then leaves the kitchen. I take the bowls back to the living room and awkwardly sit on the couch. Just as I do, I feel subtle, yet firm, vibrations lighting up my clit and the inside of my pussy.

Jesus fuck she wastes no time.

I bite the inside of my cheek. Careful not to make a face while Finn deals me into the card game. The vibrations are soft enough to feel like a gentle massage on my clit, but strong enough to have me soaking my panties from the feeling of the vibrator inside me.

Squirming just a little on the couch, I throw a card down and cross my legs.

Bad fucking idea.

Or a good one?

It heightens the pleasure. Presses it further inside of me and harder onto my clit. I glance around at the guys while my pussy clenches and my clit throbs. Feeling the cum pouring from me as I orgasm.

Thank fuck they didn't notice. I'm definitely going to fuck with Electra now. My phone buzzes and I look at the message.

Unknown: did you cum, babygirl?

Yes. 🙄

I reply with a legitimate eye roll. Then the vibrator sets off inside me, growing more intense. I jump. Damian and Carlito look at me.

"Good hand?" Carlito asks.

"Something like that," I reply with a small laugh.

I bite my lip and try to focus on the cards in my hand. I play a random one, not really paying attention at this point. Dom chuckles and Finn groans.

The vibrations are all I can feel. All I can hear as I desperately try not to squirm, moan, and cry in pleasure. As much as I want to tease Electra, I'm not breaking the rules of this game. Not here.

The second orgasm comes faster than the first. I grip the couch with one hand while staring with stars in my eyes at the cards in my other. Fuck, the third one is going to fuck me up. I almost squirted that time.

Will I leave a bloody stain on the couch? Fuck Electra for this.

Before I even have time to come down and gather myself, the vibrator clicks up to the highest intensity. And my god is it fucking intense.

My eyes nearly roll back. My mouth almost drops open, and I bite my lip so hard I can taste blood.

"Rhea you good it's your turn," Dom says.

"Yes, god," I sigh.

When the guys look at me funny, I clear my throat and toss a card down.

"I'm good."

Damian shakes his head at me and plays. The third orgasm hits me like a freight train. My leg bounces as I cum even harder. When the vibrator clicks back down a level, then two, then off, I sigh silently in relief.

My phone buzzes.

Unknown: Next time I leave it on the third setting and see how many times you cum before you're screaming in there.

I sigh. Then I grin to myself. If she thinks that was going to tame me...

She's fucking wrong.