by Dark Angel
I turn my chair to Alyssa. She hasn’t moved, and her breath is coming quickly. Her eyes widen when I catch her eye. I can see a flush come across her chest, and my cock hardens and aches for her.
“Alyssa, you hurt me. You have hurt all of us. We are powerful men, and we wanted to give you everything. I cannot speak for everyone, but I would forgive you. In a moment we will see what the group decides.”
She sets her jaw in a stubborn line. God, she is beautiful when she is being stubborn. Her eyes glow, and her breath comes faster. I don’t think she can be in a room with all of us without being turned on. And to be honest, I can’t be near her without getting hard either.
She is getting ready to argue, but she won’t have to. She should prepare for something much different.
I turn back to the table. I can feel her eyes on my back. She has no idea what will happen next.
“Ready?” I ask the table. As one, they all nod. “Vote.”
Without a moment's hesitation, twelve hands are extended, thumbs up.
“The vote passes.” I confirm.
Chairs begin sliding out from the table. I turn around to face Alyssa again. I stand up, but I don’t move any closer to her.
“We are disappointed in you, but we can forgive you,” I say to her, my voice softening.
I knew the others would see what I was doing, but for a second I did question if my little vote thing was going to work.
Alyssa smiles and opens her mouth to speak. I raise my hand, interrupting her.
“Forgiveness comes at a price. If you want to be with us, you will need to learn there are consequences for your actions.” I slide my jacket from my shoulders and drop it on my chair.
Alyssa looks confused. I continue, “You will need to be punished for your actions. We need to be sure you understand the weight of your betrayal. Do you understand, Alyssa?”
A light comes to her face. She understands what I am saying. I smile.
She nods. I raise an eyebrow at her. I want to hear her say that she understands.
I need the others to hear.
“I understand, Tate,” she finally says.
“Good,” I say, and I smile even bigger.
I quickly pull my silk tie from around my neck. I take a step closer to her and take a deep breath. She smells divine.
“Close your eyes.”
She does as I say. I wrap the tie around her eyes and tie it tightly behind her head. I take a step back and admire how sweet and ready she looks.
“Ready, baby?” I ask. She nods.
Chapter 35
Alyssa
My body has been vibrating since I walked in the room. There is something about being in the same room as these men that puts my senses on overload. I must have practiced that speech fifty times in the mirror last night, but nothing could prepare me for saying “I’m sorry” to the twelve sexiest men I have ever met.
I don’t know what I was expecting to come from this, but I don’t think this was it.
Tate has called for a vote, to forgive me or not. All twelve have voted yes. Relief floods my body, but Tate still looks stern when he turns around again.
His face is hard, but behind his eyes I can see passion. My panties are damp thinking about that passion. I start to thank them when he interrupts me.
“Forgiveness comes at a price. If you want to be with us, you will need to learn there are consequences for your actions.”
I furrow my brow as Tate says this. I don’t know what he means. I can’t think what consequences he means.
“You will need to be punished for your actions. We need to be sure you understand the weight of your betrayal. Do you understand, Alyssa?”
“I understand, Tate,” I say quietly. My panties flood. I have hopes what the punishment might be.
“Good,” he says and smiles at me. He takes a step closer to me, taking his tie off. Around the room, the others are standing and watching.
I want to kiss him. I want them all to come over and take me right now.
“Close your eyes.” Tate’s voice pulls me back from the other men around the room. I do as he says without a thought. He ties the silk tie around my eyes tightly.
I couldn’t see even if I opened my eyes. I feel him take a step back from me. My pussy is wet and aching for each of the men breathing quietly around the room.
“Ready, baby?” he asks me.
I nod my head, but I’m not sure what I am ready for. I take a deep breath and stand tall.
“Tell us you were a naughty girl, Alyssa.” Tate’s voice is gruff now.
“I was a naughty girl,” I answer. I’m not sure what is in store for me, but my panties are dripping. I can hear the men moving around the room, expensive fabric opening while they prowl around me.
“And naughty girls deserve to be punished, don’t they, Alyssa?” Tate continues breaking into the picture in my head of their twelve naked bodies. “Are you ready to be punished, Alyssa? Are you ready to get what you deserve?”
Every inch of my body is ready. I nod.
“Ask for it,” he commands. The other men are quiet. They seem to have picked their spots for what is to come.
“Punish me,” I say. I hardly recognize my own voice. It is deep with desire.
“Oh, baby, we will.” I hear whispered off to the side. I can’t tell who spoke; his voice was so quiet.
A shiver runs up my spine. They are going to leave me blindfolded, and I won’t know who is doing what.
Suddenly hands are on my body, and my clothes are being gently removed. Someone kisses down my back as he unbuttons my dress. The front clasp of my bra is undone by some very clever lips.
I stand very still and let them strip me. Hands, teeth, tongues, and lips graze my body, leaving trails of fire.
They leave me standing in my lace thong, and for a moment I am nearly naked and alone. No one is touching me.
The room is warm and quiet. I can barely hear their breathing under my own. If I didn’t know any better, I would think they had left me here by myself.
“Fuck,” I hear off to one side. Again I can’t tell who is speaking.
Suddenly strong arms are wrapped around me, and I am being carried to the table. I wrap myself around the bare body carrying me. I kiss the warm skin of someone’s chest and bite gently.
I want this. I shiver in anticipation as I am laid gently on the slick wood.
Hands wrap around my ankles and wrists pulling them out. They hold me spread-eagle on the edge of the table.
A dozen hands are on me then, stroking my soft skin—my legs, my sides, my breasts, my neck. They caress my bare skin, carefully avoiding my wet pussy. They tease me with gentle hands.
Then someone pinches my nipple. Sharp sensations race down my spine. As if the first pinch was a cue, the other hands begin scraping my skin with their nails and pinching.
I start to feel lips and teeth again. Each bite and pinch is sharp and unexpected. They come at me from all sides, and I reach toward and away from them.
Lips graze my hip and teeth close on the fabric of my thong. It is pulled, dripping away from my aching lips. A warm tongue runs up my slick slit, grazing my clit in a final flick. I let out a little moan, and I hear chuckling above my head.
Two sets of hands claim my breasts, massaging and pushing them together. They hold me still for a moment, and I feel a harder pinch on my erect nipples.
Someone has put clamps on my nipples. I gasp a little as I adjust to the steady pinching. A tongue flicks my hardened, imprisoned nipples, and a shiver runs up my spine again.
Another one of the men runs his thick cock along my wet slit, and I moan, wishing he would slide that hard cock inside me. I am imagining feeling a hard cock deep in my pussy when someone else slips a third clamp onto my clit.
My breath catches in my throat. I feel my clit throbbing against the pinching. The guys are still kissing and biting the rest of my body, but I can hardly focus on anything beyond the entrapment of m
y nipples and my clit.
The teasing and clasping is driving me up the wall. They are still holding me spread-eagle on the edge of the table. My pussy is so wet I can feel my juices dripping down my ass.
Someone kisses me. I arch up towards him, trying to pull away from the guys holding my arms down. I drink him in like I’m drowning and he is oxygen.
His tongue swirls in my mouth, teasing me again.
Someone else, I think it might be Ford, whispers in my ear. “We are just getting started. Naughty girl. I think you are ready to really be punished now.”
The men holding my limbs let go, and more hands slips around my body, flipping me over and settling me on my hands and knees.
My kissing partner lets me go. The clamps shift with me and send new sensations through my breasts and up my cunt. I moan with the heightened sensations.
The guys leave me no time to adjust. As soon as I am in position, I feel a sharp spank on my bare ass. I open my mouth to gasp, and immediately it is full with a thick throbbing cock dripping precum.
I open my mouth wider and take as much of the delicious cock into my throat as I can. The spanking continues, lightly at first and then growing sharper and stronger. Each slap sends a pulse through the clamps attached to the most delicate parts of my body.
I find myself moaning against the cock in my mouth. The guy attached to the cock has his hands in my hair, pulling gently. After a dozen or so spanks, he slides his cock from my mouth.
I whimper, but he is replaced with another. I greedily lick up the precum and open my mouth wide to be fucked.
The spankings continues, and the cock in my mouth is changed again. My nipples, held tightly by clamps, are sucked into two warm mouths. The pinching makes the flick of tongues and the gentle sucking feel so intense.
Someone slides two fingers into my dripping cunt. I still have a cock in my mouth, and my ass is warm and tender from the spanking. The fingers in my pussy tease my G-spot, and finally someone starts licking my clit again.
I tip over the edge and explode into an intense orgasm. I feel my pussy grasping the fingers rubbing my G-spot. My juices flow down his hand and down my leg.
Someone strikes my round ass one more time.
The cock in my mouth is withdrawn. I think the better to hear me scream. “Oh god! Fuck” I shout when my mouth is free.
“Oh yeah, baby, that is exactly what we are going to do.”
Before I stop shaking from my orgasm, a hard thick cock is slammed into my dripping cunt. Another cock is slid into my gasping mouth.
I moan around the flesh in my mouth as the cock in my pussy pumps in and out slow at first but picking up speed when I shift my hips back to take in as much as I can.
My clit is still being teased by a very clever tongue. The clamp makes it swell, and every lick sends waves of pleasure straight to my core.
Hands caress my body, flicking my sensitive nipples. My eyes are still closed behind the blindfold, but I wonder at the picture I must make. A cock in my pussy, one in my mouth, on my hands and knees on a conference table, being pinched and spanked by gorgeous men. I blush, thinking what someone would think if they walked in.
I am almost embarrassed, but I trust these men and they feel so very good. I love feeling a cock in my mouth and one in my pussy. They are so huge I almost feel like they are trying to meet in the middle.
I push my prudish embarrassment aside and let the feelings of pleasure wash over me.
The cock in my mouth is withdrawn and replaced by another. I savor the new taste of precum. I greedily slurp down as much of this new cock as I can.
The same thing happens with the cock in my pussy, and I swirl my hips as the new cock slides deep and begins thrusting against my cervix.
I feel a sharper strike hit my ass, then the cock drives deep inside me again. I jump a little and it happens again. Someone has started spanking me with a small paddle.
The hard leather-covered wood is different from the palms that were striking me earlier. The feeling is sharper and sends a tingle through my whole body.
They get a rhythm down with the man fucking me. Another paddle joins the first. They spank one side then the other between thrusts of the throbbing cock.
Someone is below me now. He takes my swollen clit into his mouth and sucks so gently on it. The change in sensation mixed with the fucking and the sharp spanking from the paddles pushes me over the edge.
My pussy clamps on the cock, filling it. And I ram myself back onto him while sucking the cock in my mouth as far down my throat as I can take it.
I hear the guy behind me cry out with pleasure as I pulse around his cock. He slides out of me as does the cock in my mouth. For a moment no one is touching me, and I shiver, still on my knees on the table with juices flowing down my leg, unsure what will happen next.
The clamps are taken away, and I feel a rush of blood to my nipples and my clit. If I thought I could feel every breath of air before…the sensations now are multiplied. I am given a moment to catch my breath this time.
“Your punishment isn’t over yet, my pet,” Tate whispers to me, then he roughly stands me up on my knees. “Your ass is such a pretty shade of pink. We all want more of it now.”
I am being held up on my knees by strong arms, and a dozen mouths are kissing me. They kiss my mouth, my tits, my throbbing pussy, my entire body.
Someone behind me is kissing down my spine all the way to the curve of my ass. I roll my head, giving them full access to my throat and neck.
The guy kissing down my back has reached my thoroughly spanked ass. He spreads my cheeks and circles my tight asshole with the tip of his tongue. I moan and jump a little, but someone else chooses that moment to bite my nipple.
The tongue behind me flicks in and out of my ass, quick and darting.
Fingers slip into my wet pussy and tease my G-spot for a brief moment before they are withdrawn and replace the tongue fucking my ass. My ass stretches to accept two then three fingers dripping with my own juices.
Another hand returns to my cunt, four fingers now both in my pussy and my ass. For a minute they fingerfuck my ass and my pussy, but the teasing just makes me want more.
My hands are free, and I reach out to grasp the closest cock. I catch someone and pull him toward my mouth.
I want their cocks. I want them to fill me with cocks and make me come again.
My wish is granted. The fingers are removed, and twelve-inch cocks replace the teasing digits. I can feel the cock in my pussy straining toward the thick cock in my ass.
My G-spot is being rubbed from both sides. I tilt my head back, and the cock I drew to my mouth slides further down my throat.
I lose myself in the feeling of being full of cocks. The men now currently fucking me and continue kissing and biting my bare skin. I use my hands to explore the hard bodies surrounding me.
I feel the differences in their muscles, feeling the play of the skin of their shafts as they let me tease them before switching out to fuck my pussy or my ass.
I am surrounded by delicious cocks.
I ride wave after wave of pleasure as cock after cock is driven deep into me. I lose track, but I am fairly sure each of them has fucked me every which way. My pussy juices are dripping down my thighs.
Each cock I take into my mouth tastes like a mix of that guy’s personal precum and my pussy and ass. I can’t control it anymore. I am overcome with pleasure.
Every nerve in my body builds toward an earth-shattering orgasm.
The cock in my pussy is twitching, and I can tell that the guys are barely riding the edge of coming themselves.
I want to come with them. I want to be filled and covered with cum.
I free my hands and untie the silk tie keeping me from seeing who is currently in me. The light makes me blink.
I look up, and Easton’s twelve inches of glory are down my throat. Owen is between my legs, filling my pussy.
Behind me, Tate whispers in my ear, “Ready to
come with us, Alyssa?”
I moan agreement, and the rest of the men tighten the circle around me. Owen, Tate, and Easton speed up their thrusting. The other nine surround us, and I watch as they stroke their perfect cocks in time to my fucking.
I see stars and feel myself convulsing around Owen’s cock as he explodes in my pussy. He fills my cunt with hot shooting cum, and it drips out around his spasming cock, down my leg pooling on the table beneath us.
Tate rams his cock deep in my ass, and I feel him throbbing his hot cum deep inside me. My ass is so full of his giant cock his cum overflows quickly and joins Owen’s in a puddle on the table between my legs.
I gulp and gasp around Easton’s cock, trying to swallow as much as I can, but it fills my mouth and drips out from my lips. I feel it dripping down my jaw and neck just before the others explode with sticky streams of cum.
I am full and covered and full of hot sticky cum. Tate, Owen, and Easton slide their cocks from inside me, and I slump onto the table. I run my hands up my body, enjoying the slick feeling of being covered in cum.
The men watch as my hands roam to my ass and my slit, scooping up Tate’s and Owen’s cum. I drag my hands back to my chest and rub the still-hot cum onto my full breasts. I swirl and mix twelve loads of cum and my own sweet juices.
I look around me and at twelve exhausted faces, then I scoop up a mouthful of mixed-up cum on two fingers and pop them into my mouth.
I close my eyes and savor the taste of all of us together. I know this was supposed to be a punishment, but it feels like a reward.
I lay back again spread-eagle. My eyes are still closed, and I never want to forget this moment.
Each man comes over in turn and kisses me. They are all gentle and caring. Nico helps me up off the table and seats me in the chair Tate was sitting in when I came in the room to apologize.
I relax into the leather and look up at my punishers.
“You were such a good girl,” Tate says quietly, covering me in a faux fur blanket. I relish the soft fur against my skin. He kisses me then, deeper than the other men.
