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Cum & Consequences—4
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Crave: A Collection Of Wicked Desires Gang-banged For Their Pleasure—3
They unstrapped me slowly—deliberately—each buckle undone like a countdown to something worse. My legs buckled the moment they were freed. I couldn’t stand. I couldn’t. But they didn’t care.Four sets of hands grabbed me, lifting me like a doll, my body still dripping with cum and sweat, lips swollen and trembling, cunt ruined and clenching around nothing.Then they dragged me to the glass.The audience shifted forward like animals. Some reached through the iron bars already, moaning, stroking, their breath fogging the surface. But this time, they didn’t just watch.They pressed me against it.My bare breasts flattened against the glass, the cold shocking me awake. My cheek smashed to one side, lips parted and gasping. My thighs trembled as I was held up, legs spread again—one man behind me, another waiting, two watching. And in front of me? Dozens of hands. Dozens of mouths.One set of lips latched onto my left nipple the moment it touched the cage. The wet heat of his tongue swirled
Crave: A Collection Of Wicked Desires Gang-banged For Their pleasure—2
I didn’t know I could stretch this far. I didn’t know my body could take this.But they made me. And I did.The fourth man’s cock forced its way alongside the third, both of them buried inside my cunt now, stuffing me so full my hips trembled in their restraints. I could feel the burn of the stretch, the obscene fullness, the sharp, aching pressure that pulsed through my spine like lightning. It was too much. And yet, I was soaking wet—slick gushing down my thighs, dripping messily to the floor beneath me.The audience roared. Moaning, gasping, jerking harder as they watched the two cocks pound into me together, spreading me wide, making a filthy, wet slap every time they bottomed out.And behind me, he was still in my ass. Hard. Gruff breaths ghosted over my back with every punishing thrust. In front, the one in my throat had slowed, letting me catch my breath just long enough to sob.Then he gripped my jaw and whispered, “Look at them.”He turned my face toward the glass.My eyes me
Crave: A Collection Of Wicked Desires Gang-banged For Their Pleasure—1
They strapped me down under the lights like I was never meant to leave.My wrists were buckled above my head, leather biting into tender skin, arms stretched wide until my back arched naturally—forced posture. Forced exposure. My legs were kept open by a metal spreader bar bolted to the floor, knees bent, thighs trembling, dripping wet and already on display. There was no hiding. No mystery. My holes were theirs to see. The lights were blinding, but I could feel them. The audience. Dozens of eyes burning into my naked skin, the scent of sweat and arousal thick in the air. Their moans were low, eager. Some were already stroking.I wasn’t gagged. That wasn’t the point tonight.Tonight, they wanted to hear me. Every gasp. Every scream. Every broken whimper when I begged.A door creaked open behind me, and I turned my head to the side just in time to see them. Four men stepping into the spotlight, dressed in black, faces hidden behind smooth, featureless masks. Not a word was spoken. One
Crave: A Collection Of Wicked Desires Cum & Consequences—4
I barely had the strength to move when Lust dragged me from the bed. His grip was tight like I was a piece of property, not a person. My legs trembled, hips sore and leaking, cock still throbbing weakly with a need I barely recognized. He led me through winding corridors, past flickering torches casting long shadows on cold stone walls, until we reached a massive black marble tub steaming with dark water.“Get in,” Lust ordered. I hesitated, but his eyes bored into me—no patience for weakness. I sank into the water, and the chill hit me immediately, biting at my raw skin, sending a shock through every nerve ending.Lust followed, stepping into the bath behind me. His body pressed close, heat radiating even in the cold water. He didn’t touch me gently. His hands gripped my hips, lifting me onto his thick cock that was already hard again, slick and aching to be inside me. I gasped, cold water splashing around us, mixing with my sweat and tears.“No escape,” Lust whispered, voice dark. “
Crave: A Collection Of Wicked Desires Cum & Consequences—3
I didn’t even feel my own orgasm at first. My body clenched so hard around them I could barely breathe. The moment the first pulse of cum splattered under me, a hot, sticky, endless mess, I went limp.But they didn’t stop.Lust snarled in my ear, breath ragged as he thrust harder. “Still clenching. Still dripping. What a pathetic, greedy thing.”Wrath’s cock twitched deep inside me, his grip bruising on my hips as he shoved forward. “He wants to be bred.”I let out a broken, high-pitched moan.My cock jerked again—untouched—sending another spill of cum out, weaker but just as humiliating. My muscles burned, legs trembled, throat raw from screaming. My hole was stretched to destruction, stuffed full by both demons, slick with sweat, spit, and cum.And still…I craved it.I whispered, “Don’t stop…”Lust laughed, cold and cruel. “Did you hear that?”“Begging for more after two loads,” Wrath growled. “You’re ruined.”My head lolled forward, drool hanging from my open mouth. My mind slippe
Crave: A Collection Of Wicked Desires Cum & Consequences—2
Wrath’s fingers tightened around my throat, thick and unrelenting. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t move. I was a rag doll—open, ruined, used. He hauled me halfway up, chest scraping the runes, until my lips hovered just inches from the tip of his cock.It was leaking.Heavy.Hot.Too big.I tried to speak. Beg. Explain. But he shoved forward.His cock forced my lips apart, stretching my mouth wide, stealing every sound. I gagged immediately, the taste flooding my tongue. He didn’t stop to let me adjust. Didn’t care. His hand held me there, throat clenched tight as his hips pushed more of himself down my throat.I couldn’t breathe.Couldn’t think.Behind me, Lust was still buried inside, fucking deep and raw, driving my body forward only to be pulled back by Wrath’s cock in my mouth.They moved together.In sync.Perfect control.Lust gripped my hips harder, pulling me back with every punishing thrust. “Tight little hole,” he growled. “Gripping me like it wants to keep me.”Wrath’s cock
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