by Dark Angel
"Wow, that is actually really amazing." At first, I'm not sure how I feel about her selling herself but if she got help for her mom...it makes me think of my mom and how much I worry about her. I would totally do something like that to help her out if I had to.
She lowers her voice. "It was great—for a moment. Then I discovered that the leader, Archibald Cox, put a hit out on my mother and she died anyway. I was beyond devastated and I’ve been locked in this arrangement ever since then out of fear.” I feel her fingers dig into my shoulders as she adds, “Please don't tell anyone I told you this."
I don't know why she chooses to put me in her confidence but I’m so blown away by what I'm hearing that it's hard to respond. Fear grips my own heart as I realize I might be in the line of fire just like her mother was.
"Oh my God, Kandy, that's terrible."
“It’s…not so bad,” Kandy says in a musing voice. “They take very good care of me, give me a job I can enjoy, and I get to meet some of the city’s most influential people. But knowing some of the things they do to people. I am happy to see you here after so long though. I think you’ll do much better here.”
Just as I'm about to say more, wanting to get more details and ask about that cryptic statement, Samuel, Kaden, Marshall, and Arsen burst through the door. Kandy backs up into a corner. I know she must be scared but she doesn't know these guys like I do. I'm half disappointed because I was just getting some juicy information from her, but I also feel a little thrill race through me at the sight of these men.
I attempt to cover myself with the small towel but things are popping out every which way.
"What are you guys doing here?"
"We have to talk to you," Samuel says. "We've uncovered some information about your father."
"Well, what is it?"
"He's trying to kill you," Arsen says bluntly. He has a worried expression on his face, and that makes me nervous. He's normally so collected.
"No, you have it wrong. You have to. He's not the greatest man, but he would never do that." I shake my head. I’m beyond skeptical. They must be getting their information from the wrong source. My father would never do that. He couldn’t. Using me as collateral against his debts is one thing, but actually attempting to kill me? It doesn’t make sense.
Kaden nods his head in all seriousness. "It's true. We have him on round the clock surveillance, and Justin saw him talking to some people."
"Like people who might kill me?"
"Yes!" Marshall is really worked up over this and I realize they’re completely for real.
The knowledge hits me like I’ve just been mowed down by a bus. It seems impossible that my father would ever want me dead. I'm his only daughter.
Things aren't perfect, but I've always tried to win his praise. I've been studious my whole life and I've tried to stay out of his way and out of trouble. I remained a goddamn virgin partly because I never wanted to disappoint him or my mother. Now he wants me dead?
Now he wants me dead.
I repeat the phrase over and over in my head, and the truth of it slowly sinks in.
My father wants me dead.
I’m in shock, and the guys surround me in an attempt to give me comfort.
"We'll protect you," Marshall says, his eyes determined. I know he means it, and there's not many that would argue with his commanding presence.
"Fuck." It’s all I can think to say.
I think back over to how my stepmom died there on the dining room floor, how my dad has forbid me to see my mother under threats of killing her, and how he delivered me on a silver platter in exchange for his debts.
Suddenly the idealized notion I've had in my head this whole time of a man with morals and integrity who’s just made some really fucking bad decisions comes crashing down. I've been putting him on a pedestal my whole life, and now his inhumane and vulgar nature is becoming more and more apparent.
He doesn't love me and he never did. I should have read his actions better and not been surprised by any of it. This news should be obvious. But in this moment, I’m truly hit by the fact that I've had it wrong all along. My father is an evil person.
"You guys," I whimper. I'm on the verge of tears but I fight them back and try to be strong. Now is the moment for strength.
I sit up straight as I gather my resolve, then remember I’m practically naked. I see them eyeing my barely concealed body, and things abruptly shift and become a heated mix of passion and fury over what's being done to me. I feel their support and how they want to show me their protectiveness in an intimate way. I surrender to my carnal desires in an effort to keep my mind off of this horrible news.
But I also draw strength from it. Knowing the way I affect them gives me a sense of power that I never realized I had. I’m tired of being the meek little girl who gets thrown around at her father’s whim.
And I realize I don’t need him. These men fulfill any lack of love I looked for from my father. They fill me to the brim and make me forget about the horrible truth of my situation.
I let the scrap of a towel drop to the floor and then I say to Kandy, "Wanna stay and watch?"
For some reason, I'm eager for her to see what’s about to happen to me. Maybe she’ll even join in. She could use a little taste of this too.
Chapter 20
Caroline
Kaden doesn’t wait for Kandy’s answer, his mouth is on me in an instant. His long tongue, teasing my mouth open, his kisses deep and passionate. His teasing hands never settle long enough in one place, roaming and taking in as much as it can of my breasts my ass, my cunt, exciting leaving a trail of fire in their wake.
I can feel his hard cock through his thin linen pants, the minimum fabric between Kaden and other people at all times. I pull the loose pants down and feel his massive cock slide into my hands, slick with pre-cum from the tip.
I grip his cock with one hand and begin massaging his balls. He smiles and takes my nipple into his mouth while continuing his exploration with his hands.
I feel Marshall behind me next.
I am lifted off the massage table in between the two of them. Marshall is behind me grinding into my ass and kissing down the back of my neck. His hands grip my arms hard.
I can feel his calloused fingers, tense and grasping. His rage against my father and all who would hurt me channeled, for the moment, into his passion for my body.
He nibbles along my spine and ribs. I feel sharp piercing sensations, like iron stoked by the fire.
I can almost hear him mumbling something about keeping the bastards from me. Marshall seems to be most aroused when there is someone to be mad at. He would protect me from anything and his anger at anything that would hurt me fuels his desire for me.
I open my eyes and see the other two by the door. My breath coming quickly, I look to Arsen sending him a smoldering look. I hear him growl, and he tears his shirt off, buttons flying.
On the other side of the table I hear Kandy catch her breath. I don’t think she has seen any of my sinners in all their glory. I hope she is enjoying the view so far.
I close my eyes and imagine Arsen dealing with his straining pants in much the same way. Kandy must still be looking because I definitely hear a feminine murmur of appreciation. I am almost envious of her getting to see him naked for the first time right now.
I can hear Samuel’s lazy sigh next.
“Shouldn’t have gotten dressed to come see her. Fuck, that woman is irresistible.”
I imagine he slowly strips and I hear him come over to the table and situated himself comfortably. Samuel watches for a bit making sure I am on the brink before jumping in to join.
Arsen takes control, his hands around my waist pulling me roughly away from Marshall and Kaden. He bends me backwards claiming my mouth, stealing my breath. I open my legs and he picks me up easily wrapping me around him. He moans as his cock sinks into my cunt, his open eyes keeping my gaze captive as he holds my naked body.
Marshall obje
cts, calling Arsen out for being a greedy bastard. Arsen doesn’t seem to hear him as he indulges, sliding me up and down on his throbbing cock, hands grasping my back. I can feel Arsen with my whole body.
Kandy let out a worried gasp when Arsen picked me up, but she seems to have figured out that I am enjoying myself as my head arches back and I moan into the greedy cock buried deep in my slit.
Arsen lays me back on the massage table. As I expected Samuel, is already there, but since I am laid across the width there is still room for him to lounge. He seems happy that someone brought me over to him so he didn’t have to get up.
Once I am laid out Kaden’s eager hands are back on my skin. He seems to have found one of the massage oils set up on the shelf near the table. His hands are covered in cinnamon scented oil and the scent fills my nose and the light tingle adds more fuel to the fire.
I hang my head back over the edge of the table, and see Kandy standing against a wall.
Her eyes are wide, while her breath comes in time with Arsen’s stokes. Her blouse is cut in a low “v” displaying her substantial cleavage now with a creeping blush. She is wearing a loose skirt and one of her hands has begun creeping up her thigh.
I smile at her and lick my lips before Kaden steps in front of her and slide his cock down my throat. I can take so much more of him into my throat from this angle. I will have to remember this as I practice opening for all these glorious cocks.
I lay there, tasting Kaden and moaning against him while Arsen fucks my cunt. To one side, I start to feel Samuel’s fingers making circles across my chest. I reach out with one hand and he moves to allow me to find his hard cock.
I start stroking him in time with Arsen’s thrusting. Marshall, not to be left out, slips his cock into my other hand, and begins biting and sucking on my other nipple.
I lay there spread like a star, a cock in my pussy, one in my mouth and one in each hand, I let myself be fucked gloriously full. Samuel’s hand leaves my breast and slides along my body. He starts playing with my clit making slow “s” shapes and pinching slightly.
He whispers in my ear.
“Ready to come, beautiful? Show me how hard you can come.”
I can’t hold back anymore. I groan.
Kaden slides out of my mouth as I sit most of the way up and come. Arsen is in me to the hilt, his head tilted back enjoying my pussy contracting around his hard cock.
I see Kandy standing behind Arsen. Her hand that was exploring her thigh earlier now deep in her own wet slit. She is leaned against the wall gasping.
Samuel has noticed her enjoying herself.
“Would you like to use those talented hands on the lovely Caroline, little Kandy?” he purrs.
Kandy’s eyes open and for a moment she looks embarrassed at being caught. I know how she feels.
Arsen slides out from between my legs, allowing Kandy room to slip in. She steps around the table eyeing each of the men in turn, warily like a trapped kitten. She stands between my spread knees and looks me in the eyes.
She doesn’t look scared now. She looks hungry.
I lick my lips again and lean my head back. Her hands are hesitant on my thighs.
“Have you ever been fucked by a woman?” she asks.
“No,” I murmur.
The men stand and look at me as I tense up, electricity running along my body. Even greedy Arsen watches in anticipation. I never even thought about being with a woman like this, knowing my father never would have approved.
I’ve felt her hands on my thighs before, smooth and strong during the massage. Now, instead of working to relax my muscles, she scrapes my thighs with her short nails, driving me into a frenzy.
She leans down, flicks my clit with her small tongue, quickly striking a cadence that can’t be anticipated. Her fingers start to circle my pussy, pinching and clasping my lips.
Doing everything but fucking me.
I writhe on the table arching my back reaching out for her. Samuel and Marshall have my hands captured holding me down to the tender ministrations of my former masseuse. I am panting, my slit slick and aching for her fingers and lips.
Slowly she spreads my pussy lips and takes a long delicious lick, ending on my swollen clit which she takes into her soft mouth and sucks gently. This is enough to push me over the edge. I come again, as Kandy slides two fingers into my cunt and fucks me quickly with them, all the while attending over my clit with her tongue.
I feel Marshall and Samuel leaving my sides, and I hear Kaden whisper to Kandy.
“Up on the table sweetie.”
I am left for a moment bare and quivering, until Arsen picks me up again. He devours my mouth bringing me back to the present, excited about what they will do to me next.
When Arsen releases me I see Kandy is lying on the table, beckoning with a finger while licking her lips. Arsen and Marshall help me onto the table and I position myself over Kandy’s lips. Her hands are immediately on my ass, pulling my pussy down onto her mouth.
Where before she was gentle and teasing, now that she has tasted me, she can’t seem to get enough. Her tongue, lips, and fingers move in sync. She is licking, sucking, and finger fucking me so hard I fall forward on the table.
I am now on my hands and knees straddling Kandy’s magic mouth.
Kaden steps in front of me again with the massage oil. He rubs my tits with the spicy scent, his cock at my lips teasing me with its length.
Behind me Marshall steps up to the table, and swats my exposed ass sharply but gently. This is enough to draw my attention away from Kaden’s lovely cock.
I turn my head to look at him and he smiles at me. I blush a little and slide my ass back towards him. The swat was a bit of a surprise but sent such lovely ripples up my spine.
I turn back to Kaden thinking I will get to try swallowing him whole again but he has other ideas. His hands are back on my breasts and he slides his cock between them. While he slides between my tits, pinching my nipples as he holds them together, Marshall begins rhythmically striking my ass with his open hand.
Marshall’s spanking finds a timing to matching Kandy’s stroking fingers. My hands are grasping the table, I swear I am going to leave fingernail marks in the side.
I look up at Kaden, he is smiling down at me eyes alight with lust. The strikes are getting harder, sending waves of sensation rolling up my body. Kaden has stopped moving, allowing the movement of the spanking to drive his fucking of my tits.
Samuel pulls up a chair to the table and sits, slowly stroking his cock just out of my view.
He whispers in my ear, “You like having Marshall spank you like a naughty girl, don’t you lovely? And Kaden’s cock is delicious between those glorious tits.”
I begin moaning. I feel so close to coming again. There is just something about Samuel’s voice that sends shivers down between my legs, and with Kandy’s skillful tongue diving in and out of my slit while her soft fingers pinch my pussy lips and clit, the edge seems extremely close.
“Don’t come yet my darling girl.” Samuel sounds more commanding.
“Wait, soon you can come all over the pretty Kandy’s lovely face but not yet. Patience is a virtue. Now I want you to nod if you understand that you are going to wait to come until I tell you to.”
I nod. I can’t think beyond that nod. My body is lost in the sensations, the sharp sting of Marshall’s hand, Kandy’s soft mouth, and Kaden’s sticky cock between my oiled tits.
It goes on for hours, or possibly moments. Samuel is still whispering in my ear calling me a good girl and telling me to wait.
My eyes are closed, my breath caught in my throat when he finally says, “Now my darling, come, now!”
I see stars. Kandy’s mouth clasps my pussy her tongue still flicking in and out, her hands on my ass pulling my cheeks apart she is holding me so close. Kaden holds me up so I don’t collapse on the table.
My ass spread open with Kandy’s hands is too much of a temptation for Marshall and I feel his f
ingers slick with lube enter me before his thick cock is slides in slowly and gently. He fucks me slowly while Kandy is still between my legs, now stroking my sopping wet slit with her strong fingers.
Marshall’s hands slide down my body, lifting me up to lean against him, still thrusting into my ass with agonizing slowness. His fingers are on my nipples, pinching and rolling. I am pushing back against him, aching for him to speed up and give my ass the fucking my cunt has gotten.
As he pulls me up, someone else is helping Kandy out from under me. I whimper slightly as her warm mouth leaves my slit, but she is quickly replaced by Kaden’s long throbbing cock. He is pressing against me, holding me to the slow fucking pace Marshall has set, his kisses along my collarbone feather light.
My arms are free and I wrap them around Kaden, digging my nails into his back pulling him deeper and faster into me.
He laughs a little.
“Slow and steady pretty one, what did Samuel just tell you about patience?”
He slides his cock almost completely out of my pussy then drives deep inside me. I have lost track of my other lovers. My world is the slow steady feeling of cocks sliding out of my body then pressing in, leaving me nearly empty then filling me up.
I try to swivel my hips and tease them into fucking me hard and fast like before, but Marshall and Kaden seem to have agreed that I need to be fucked ever so slow. I am gasping again and Kandy’s soft fingers find my clit, but even she is in on the slow fucking conspiracy and instead makes light slow circles on my tender flesh.
The pressure builds and as I break, I throw my head back onto Marshall’s strong chest. Marshall and Kaden bury themselves deep inside me and both of them are kissing and biting my neck sandwiched between them. I come again, safe and sensual, wrapped around these two.
Marshall raging and protective, Kaden lustful and teasing.
“My turn,” Arsen demands.
He is now behind me holding me up as both Marshall and Kaden remove themselves.
