Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26266 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26266 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
“Tonight you will be collared,” the man intones. The rough timbre of his voice tells me that this is Joe, and even as I nod, I can see from the corner of my eye that his dick is already beginning to drip. As I watch, a bead of moisture forms at the tip before coagulating and sliding down that huge stiffness and coating his balls. My mouth waters because I desperately want to run my tongue along the length, licking it up and tasting his sweet seed, but instead I force myself to stay still. Hopefully, I’ll get a chance sooner rather than later because my pussy is now so wet that I’m positively leaking onto the ground.
“But first,” another man rasps, “you must earn it. A collar isn’t given to just any woman who wants it. A collar is earned only by those women who deserve it, and tonight is your first test. Will you be able to take on the five-pointed star?”
I’m not sure what he’s referring to, but I nod slightly, my gaze still fixed on the floor.
“I’ll try, Sirs,” is my mewl. “Please, just let me know what to do.”
The men nod with approval, and then to my surprise, they form a circle around me, closing in on my nubile form. My excitement ratchets up because those huge shafts are drawing near and a tiny bit of drool literally escapes the corner of my mouth, I need it so bad.
But John merely chuckles from behind his hood, those blue eyes flaring.
“You’re a horny little slut, aren’t you? But oral comes later,” he rasps. “Because the five-pointed star is different.” Then, to my surprise the men lie down on their backs in a circle around me. Their huge, heavy thighs cross over one another so that their asses almost touch, but not quite. Their heads face away, and most importantly, each one of their clubs juts straight up in the air, pulsing with hunger while leaking fluids.
“My oh my,” I gasp, my nipples tightening with anticipation. “What do I do?”
The one who must be Nicky lets out a hoarse laugh before gesturing with one hand.
“You’re going to sit down on each point of the star,” he grinds out. “What else?”
“I can do that,” I say, practically interrupting him. But he shakes his head, those blue eyes gleaming behind his hood.
“Yes, but sweetheart, you’re going to sit down on each point with your ass. With no lube,” he adds in a taunting tone. “Can you do it? Can you take five cocks raw in your rear end, sweetness?”
At that, the air disappears from my lungs because of course, I’ve done anal before. Heck, I’ve done lots of anal in the past, and backdoor action is something that I adore. But no lube? My mouth opens, but no sound comes out.
Perhaps sensing my trepidation, Sam steps in to clarify.
“No artificial lube,” he says in a smooth voice. “Pussy juice and saliva are okay, but no K-Y or anything like that. We like to keep things organic.”
The men chuckle deep in their chests at the joke, although there are notes of tension and anticipation in the tones. After all, I suppose bodily fluids are “organic,” even if this is the last place I thought I’d find any discussion of organic anything.
But there’s only one way forward because the truth is that I want it. I’ve never done anything so depraved in my life, yet I’d give anything to feel those hard cocks jammed deep into my backside. As a result, I mewl while getting up and looking down at the men arranged in a star-shape around me.
“I’ll try,” is my breathy reply. “Certainly, I’ll do my best.”
“That’s all we ask for,” John rasps, his blue eyes flaring as he peers up at me from his position on the ground. “Now get to it, honey.”
With that, I let out a giggle because obviously, these men are just as desperate as me. Their huge forms gleam in the low lights, broad chests flexed with tension. Not only that, but their thighs are taut, the tendons of their necks straining as they wait for me to squeeze my tight little butthole onto their huge horse cocks. Well, I better get started then.
With another giggle, I spit into my palm before reaching around to moisten my asshole for the deep penetration to come.
“Oooh, that feels good,” I mewl while looking each man in the eye.
“Goddamn baby, you look hot doing that,” Sam growls, looking up at me with pure lust in his eyes. “Now, come wrap that little ass around my fuckstick.”
Never one to decline an invitation, I step over to where he is and plant one booted heel on each side of his hips while facing away. Then, I begin to lower myself, and as my big heart-shaped bottom gets closer and closer to the tip of his shaft, Sam groans, the anticipation unbearable.