by Cara Wylde
“Shh… You’re doing great.” I caressed her hair, then gently guided her to my erection. “Open your mouth, princess.”
She parted her lips, and I pushed the very tip of my cock between them. Her tongue darted out, and when it came in contact with my slit, I let out a breath I hadn’t realized I’d been holding. Oh, I’d had plenty of amazing blowjobs over the years, but this one… this one was going to be special. She licked my precum and swallowed carefully.
“What do you think?” I breathed out, doing my best to hold myself back. “Do you like the taste?”
“Y-yes.”
“Describe it to me.” Needless to say, I’d never done anything like this with my previous whores. I wasn’t sure myself why I needed to hear her talk about my precum and my cock. For some reason, it turned me on so much.
“It’s… a bit sour. But it has a sweet aftertaste. And it’s… err… sticky.”
My hand turned into a fist in her hair. I moaned loudly as I pushed more of it into her mouth, and she closed her eyes as she focused on adjusting her jaw around my girth. When I hit the back of her throat, she gagged slightly and tried to pull away. I didn’t let her.
“Shh… Relax. Just relax your throat, baby girl. Breathe in and out through your nose. Don’t panic. You’ve got this.”
A tear rolled down her cheek, but she nodded obediently. I pushed myself all the way in, and this time, she was able to take it. We stayed like that for a few seconds, then she swallowed around me, and I threw my head back as I let out a low growl. My beast was so close to the surface. This woman had no clue about what she was doing to me. I felt my fingers turn into claws, and it was a good thing she was too busy breathing and swallowing around my cock to notice how my body was changing ever so slightly.
“Give me your hand.”
She placed her right hand into mine, and I guided her toward the base of my cock. Understanding what I wanted from her, she wrapped her fingers around me and squeezed lightly.
“Move your mouth up and down. At your own pace.”
She did it, slowly and reluctantly at first, then increasing the rhythm when she felt more comfortable.
“Swirl your tongue around the head.”
She complied once more. As far as technique went, this wasn’t the best blowjob I’d ever gotten. But this wasn’t about technique. This was about the fact that this young woman had never touched a cock in her life, and mine was the first in her mouth and deep down her throat. Guiding her and telling her exactly what to do was exhilarating. I felt myself getting closer to the edge, and my claws gripped her long, blond hair tighter. I was going to make her swallow all of it. I was going to be the first man to cum in her mouth, the first she was going to suck dry.
“Just like that, baby girl. You’re doing great.”
She became more enthusiastic, using both her hands to rub the base that didn’t quite fit between her lips. Every time she reached the head, she swirled her tongue, drank the precum that was available, and licked the slit for more. All the while, her eyes darted up to mine to make sure that she was, indeed, doing a good job. My pupils must have been dilated. I let out grunt after grunt and moan after moan, and every sound I made seemed to encourage her more.
“I’m going to cum, princess,” I whispered, my voice tight. “And you’re going to swallow every bit, understood?” I pushed her head down to let her know there was no other option. “Blink twice if you’re going to drink all of it.” She did. “Good girl.”
She bobbed her head faster, as if she wanted my cum just as much as I wanted to give it to her. A few more strokes and licks, and I pushed my cock all the way down her throat as I held her head in place. With a growl, I emptied my balls, and she moaned loudly as she closed her eyes and knitted her brows in concentration. Tears were streaming down her face, and she looked so perfectly hot like that. I shot stream after stream of cum and made her drink every drop. When I was done, I pulled my cock out, and she diligently licked me clean. I didn’t even have to ask or guide her.
“That’s it,” I whispered, caressing her hair. “Did you like it?”
“Yes,” she said breathlessly, smiling up at me.
“See? It wasn’t that bad after all. Your first blowjob.” I wiped the tears off her cheeks. “Tuck me in now.”
With trembling hands, she pushed my still erect cock back into my pants and buttoned them up.
“If you behave, I’ll let you suck me off again later. Would you like that?”
“Y-yes.”
I helped her get up, then squeezed her hand into mine. My fingers had returned to normal.
“Time for our walk, then.”
Vera
We stepped out into the blinding sun. I had to take my shoes off on the terrace, since there was no way I could walk on the grass in high heels. Just as I’d thought, the garden was incredible. In the far distance, I could see a tall wall that separated the estate from the world outside and from prying eyes. Dev led me toward the pool, where I saw Navin lounging with a cocktail in hand. He was sunbathing, his face toward the endless sky, dark sunshades protecting his eyes from the wrath of the ultra-violets. He looked like an exotic god waiting to be worshipped.
Between the terrace and the pool, the vegetation was lush – trees, various bushes in bloom, neatly trimmed grass, and flowers here and there. I saw small, striped squirrels jumping from one branch to another, and when a lizard crossed my path, inches from my toes, I gasped. Dev laughed lightheartedly.
“Welcome to India,” he said. “It’s hot, it’s damp, and you have to learn how to be one with nature if you want to survive.”
“It’s lovely.” And I meant it.
It was so beautiful that the burn of the sun on my pale, delicate skin didn’t even bother me anymore. It was crazy to go out like that, in a dress that barely covered me, barefoot and without lathering myself with sunscreen first. I was going to regret it later. But not now. Now, I was going to take a deep breath, fill my lungs with the highly polluted air, and enjoy this while it lasted. It was all so different from Russia. I sank my toes deep in the grass and imagined that I was soaking up the energy of the earth through my soles. Dev was going to put me back in the cage soon, and who knew when he’d take me out again, or how many blowjobs I’d have to give him to make him let me out? The best thing I could do right now was to live in the moment.
As we approached the poolside, Navin finished his cocktail, stood up, winked at me, and jumped in the water. Cool droplets splashed onto my feet. I smiled and thought how nice it must have felt to swim in this heat. I looked up at Dev, and he cocked an eyebrow, but didn’t suggest that I should go in with Navin. I opened my mouth to ask, but Navin distracted me by swimming over to us, placing his palms flat on the edge of the pool, and lifting himself up in a graceful handstand.
“Oh,” I gasped. “You can do that…”
“Navin loves his yoga,” Dev mumbled, utterly unimpressed.
I watched in astonishment as Navin spread his legs in a perfectly balanced mid-split, then brought them back together in the air. He walked on his hands a few feet onto the grass, dropped into a bridge, and from there proceeded to move his body into various complicated yoga poses. It was all so deliberate, so graceful, and so well-controlled. He made it look like it was easy, and he was just flowing with what his muscles wanted, not making any effort, not breaking a sweat. His tanned skin glistened in the light, the sun drinking the drops of water one by one. I was mesmerized and slightly aroused. I could see the shape of his cock in his swimming shorts, and that made my core throb with desire. I remembered how he’d made me feel earlier, before Dev brought me breakfast. I remembered this handsome, strong man with his face buried between my legs, and when he dropped onto his knees and looked up at me, I felt this powerful pull toward him.
Dev must have noticed that I was staring at Navin a bit too openly. He grabbed me by the arm and pulled me away.
“Come on. I’ll show you something.”
I
felt like I was supposed to apologize to him. But then I realized that I knew nothing about these men. I couldn’t know for sure that Dev was jealous of Navin. Last night, they’d given me the impression that they were okay with sharing. I wondered if Aryan was okay with it, too. I hadn’t seen him today. He’d disappeared into his office after Petrov had dropped me off, and since then, he hadn’t visited me once. He probably didn’t care about me at all.
Dev led me to a secluded place at the back of the garden. Against the wall, there was a statue of an elephant god, and at its feet, in an artificial pool, koi fish swam around. The statue was adorned with flower garlands, and small baskets made of some sort of thick grass were spread all around the edge of the pool. Inside them, I could see more flowers, incense sticks that had already burned completely, and something that looked like… biscuits. Ants had claimed most of the baskets, working incessantly on tearing the biscuits apart and storing them away.
“This is Ganesha, the Remover of Obstacles. You will find him in most Indian homes, at the entrance of restaurants, shops, and any respectful local business. He brings luck and abundance.”
“I know who Ganesha is.”
Well, I didn’t know that much about the Hindu god, but he’d been mentioned in the History of Religions class at college, which I attended even though it was optional. I’d always been fascinated with the various beliefs people all over the world had and lived their lives by. As pretty much everyone in Russia, I was an Orthodox Christian, but I’d never considered myself religious. I went to church every Sunday only because it was a family tradition and my mother freaked out if I refused. My mother… A sob caught in my throat. I shook my head to clear it. This was not the time to be emotional. I couldn’t allow myself to go down that rabbit hole and grieve my family like I was supposed to, like I needed. The situation didn’t allow it. I had to be present, be careful and attentive. And then, after all this was over and I was somewhere safe, I would grieve and cry until there were no more tears left.
“This is where I come when I need a moment of peace and silence,” Dev continued. “I feed the fish, bring Ganesha an offering, light some incense, and simply sit on the grass and recharge my batteries. This business I’m in…” He sighed deeply. “This business we’re all in is not easy. It can mess with your head if you don’t know how to manage the stress and the pressure. And your friend, Petrov… he really did a number on us yesterday. Aryan has barely left his office. When he’s like that, you just know something’s wrong.”
“He’s not my friend,” I murmured between clenched teeth. “He murdered my family. He should’ve killed me too.”
“I’m glad he didn’t.”
I looked up at him, and to my surprise, the smile that curved his lips seemed genuine. I smiled back. The moment didn’t last long, though. His smile vanished, and he turned away.
“If you know what Petrov’s up to, princess, it’s time to speak up.”
“How would I know? Do you think he’d tell me?” I was taken aback. “I have no idea what you even mean by that. I understand that he owes you and the guys money, that he didn’t bring it all, and that you gave him two more weeks.”
“Yes, but he brought you here. Offered you to us as a gift.” He frowned. “Are you a spy, princess?”
“What? No! What the hell?! He killed everyone I loved!” I raised my voice, although that wasn’t my intention. I was shaking with anger and frustration, unable to grasp how this man could accuse me of such a thing when it was as clear as day that I was the victim here.
He shrugged, ignoring my visible anger. He started walking back, and I had no choice but to follow him.
“Petrov is always up to something, that’s all. He’s a sneaky bastard. That’s why he managed to kill your folks and destroy your life. They never saw him coming.”
I didn’t know what to say to that. He was right, of course, and it broke my heart. I stole one last glance at the wall, sighing in disappointment when I had to accept that it was, indeed, too tall. It was smooth, too, so it would’ve been impossible for me to climb it. Not that I was a great climber in the first place… The only way to go over it would’ve been with a ladder. But where and how was I supposed to get a ladder? The truth was that even if I managed to get out of my cage, there were little chances I could go over the wall and reclaim my freedom. The truth sucked.
Navin wasn’t by the pool anymore. His sunshades were abandoned next to his swimming trunks. I looked around, but he seemed to have gone back into the house. Or so I thought…
A roar made my heart jump. I pressed my hand to my chest, remembering my dream and the dread that I’d felt when the tiger had rattled my cage. No, this wasn’t happening. This couldn’t be real. There were no tigers here. There were no…
The tiger was humongous! But I immediately knew that it wasn’t the same tiger as the one who’d visited me the night before. This one had a lighter shade of yellow in his fur. He emerged from around the mansion, his huge paws thudding softly on the grass. I let out a panicked cry and hid behind Dev. He laughed out loud.
“Don’t worry, princess. You’re safe with me.”
“But that’s a tiger! That’s an actual tiger!”
“Relax. He won’t harm you.”
“There was a tiger in my room last night. Not this one.”
He shot me an amused glance but didn’t attempt to give me any sort of explanation. Meanwhile, the tiger had come closer. I looked into its eyes, and it looked into mine. The orbs in its round, massive head were of a warm brown. Just like Navin’s eyes. I covered my mouth with my hand. The tiger roared again, then turned away and disappeared between the trees, alarming the squirrels and the lizards.
“It can’t be,” I murmured.
“Let’s get you back.”
Dev took my hand into his, and I followed him once more, on autopilot. I looked over my shoulder, trying to spot the tiger. I felt like there was more to the beast. I felt like it wasn’t… a beast at all.
“Could it be that…”
I looked up at Dev, but he kept ignoring me. We reached the terrace, and he grabbed my sandals. It was clear that he didn’t want to talk about the tiger. Not about this one, and neither about the one that had scared me the night before.
“Could it be that Dev, Navin, and Aryan… No. That doesn’t make any sense. I’ve been reading too many fantasy novels.”
Back into the cage I went.
Aryan
Three days had passed, and I couldn’t stay away any longer. I knew Dev and Navin were all over her all the time. They visited her in the morning, at night, they took her out for walks… And sometimes, I heard what they were doing to her, too. Or with her, to be more exact. Because she liked it. It was becoming unbearable. It got to a point where I thought I had only two options left: to move to a hotel until Petrov came back with the rest of the money and I finally figured out why the hell he’d brought Vera into our home, or to just go over there, drag her out of the cage, and bury myself inside her.
I wasn’t going to move to a hotel. This was my house, and she was a temporary guest. Besides, she was a gift, and so far, only Dev and Navin had enjoyed her. Maybe it was my turn. Why not? Whatever Petrov had planned with her, whatever the reason she was here, under our roof, fucking her wouldn’t change or even remotely affect anything.
I rushed out of my office, slamming the door behind me. I climbed down the stairs so fast that I almost tripped over the rug. It was past midnight, and I could hear her breathing softly and evenly, lost in the land of dreams. I’d been trying to convince myself to go to bed as well, but nothing had worked. I’d ended up pacing my office and drinking too much bourbon. Not that alcohol ever did anything to my kind… I’d have to drink loads of it to get even a little bit tipsy.
Navin and Dev heard me storm down the corridor, and they both jumped out of their beds and met me just as I stopped in front of Vera’s door.
“Aryan, what the fuck? What’s wrong?” Dev asked. He sounde
d groggy with sleep.
“Nothing’s wrong.” I was almost panting, and it wasn’t because of the exertion. My heart was beating wildly. I was going to do this. Finally. To some extent, it scared me. It scared me that I was unable to stay away from her, that she had such a powerful influence on me even though I’d just seen her once, three days ago.
“Did she do something to… anger you?” Navin sounded concerned about her well-being.
I looked at him as if he was the eighth wonder of the world. “What do you mean? No.”
“Sorry. You just seem… worked up for some reason.”
I shook my head and wrapped my fingers around the doorknob. Slowly, I pushed the door open. I’d calmed down by now, which was good. I didn’t want to scare her. The door creaked, and she stirred in her sleep. The light of the full moon fell upon her face and shoulders. She was wearing a white silk dress, the high heeled sandals had been abandoned on the floor, outside of the cage, and she was sleeping on top of the pillows and the faux fur. It was too hot to cover herself with anything. I stepped into the room, and Dev and Navin followed me. I motioned for Dev to unlock the cage. I had a key of my own, but in my frenzy, I’d forgotten it in a drawer in my office. When Dev inserted the metal key in the lock, Vera jumped awake. She grabbed a pillow and pressed it to her chest as she curled up in a corner, away from us. Her eyes were wide and confused.
“What’s happening,” she whispered.
Dev opened the cage and stepped aside. Navin was behind me as well. He’d closed the door to the room, although there was no one in the house to hear us. I stood in front of Vera, tall and confident, my cock hard in my pants. I was sure she already knew what was happening. Why was she asking me, then? Why was she playing innocent? Surely, she wasn’t a virgin anymore, so it was time for the little slut to drop the act.
I reached inside the cage and grabbed her by the ankles. She screamed as I pulled her out.
“What do you think is happening?” I grinned down at her.
