found Lucian and me staring at him. He grabbed me, pulling me from the countertop, and claimed my lips, forcing me to taste both the whiskey and my arousal. Lucian studied us as Spyder walked me backward to two wooden posts positioned four feet apart in the middle of the room. I peered at the posts, knowing what the hell they were used for since Lucian enjoyed tying me to them to fuck me.
I placed one hand on each, spreading my legs apart so that my ankles touched them below. I waited for one of the men to issue a command or to permit me to come, since the tension in my stomach was becoming unbearable.
Spyder secured my hands silently, kneeling to tie my ankles into the restraints below. Instead of touching me, the sound of plastic crinkled behind me. My eyes remained locked on Lucian, who sat in his seat, swirling the whiskey in his glass, enjoying my reactions. His lips twisted into a smirk before his heated stare met mine.
Spyder pushed something cold into my pussy, and my lips parted in surprise. He slid it in even deeper, and then a low vibration started from within me. I moaned, biting my lip while Spyder walked in front of me, staring while blocking my view of Lucian. He forced his thumb past my lips, and I clamped them closed around it, sucking and teasing him with my tongue.
“Did you train her to suppress her orgasms?” Spyder asked, turning to look at Lucian, who must have nodded his confirmation. “Good, do not come, Kitty. If you do, I’ll remove that toy and fuck you hard, and I won’t let you come as I take my pleasure from you. Understand me?” I nodded, and he slipped his hand into his pocket while pulling his thumb from between my lips. He lifted his hand and grinned, revealing a remote control, which he used to kick up the speed of the vibrator he had inserted into my pussy.
I whimpered, fighting to ignore the pleasure the small, rounded, powerful toy created. Spyder shed his shirt, turning to walk to the table where Lucian sat, enjoying the show. He pulled out a cigar, offering one to Lucian, who accepted. Together, they watched me clamping down on the toy that pulsed within my core. My thighs clenched, but the restraints wouldn’t allow my legs to close in order to ease my need to come.
“Gorgeous little monster you have,” Spyder admitted, his eyes lowering to my hairless pussy that was visibly wet with the need to be fucked.
“Isn’t she, though? She’s the most beautiful thing I’ve seen in my life. She’s even more gorgeous when she’s pissed off. Her eyes ignite and remind me of the seas we spent that decade floating in as boys before this world was inhabited by humanity. She also fucks like a storm, yet she is soft and so fucking breakable.”
“I bet she begs us for mercy before we’ve finished with her tonight,” Spyder boasted.
“That’s a given. Lena plays a good game, but she gives in easily to her body’s needs. Look at her cunt clenching down already. Her thighs are tightening, and her pupils are blown from her desire to come. I give it ten minutes before her pussy is dripping, and that orgasm lets loose.”
Lucian reached over, pouring whiskey into Spyder’s glass. Spyder held his cup up to Lucian and reached into the pocket of his slacks, turning up the toy’s vibration. I moaned, rocking my hips while fighting the need to come undone.
I could feel the arousal dripping down my thighs, which had both men lowering their stares to where I was drenched. They, however, just watched my body fighting to keep the orgasm from unfolding and unleashing. Sweat dripped down my spine. Yet they didn’t move. I opened my mouth, letting the needy moan filling my lungs escape as I tried to force my legs together to prevent the inevitable.
Spyder continued increasing the vibrations, and still neither moved from their chairs. They looked relaxed. Totally unaffected by the sight of my naked body, dressed only in heels and nylons attached to a garter. When the remote reached maximum speed, I bent forward, gasping as air exploded from my lungs. My pussy clenched, and the orgasm began to force its way through me.
“Please,” I whimpered, lifting my head without moving my body from its current position. If they wanted to see my arousal, they could get their asses over