CHAPTER 5 - USED BEYOND LIMITS 

I arched my back off the bed with a scream as Christian's tongue invaded my throbbing clit. He ate me like the hungry man that he was. 

“Hmmm.” I moaned, threading my hand through his hair. “Yes Daddy, that's it.” 

Every slick stroke of his tongue against my piercing had my thighs trembling, the friction sending waves of electricity through me. I looked down at him, a smug smile stretching across my lips despite the intense pleasure. He was completely undone.

But I wasn't the only one watching. Nora slowly climbed onto the bed beside me her eyes were dark with lust as she watched me ride Christian’s face. 

“He’s really doing it,” she whispered in awe. 

She reached down and squeezed my ass lightly before moving lower to Christian's chest, then lower, palming the massive bulge straining against his boxers.

Christian groaned loudly into my pussy, his tongue pushed inside me, fucking me with it while his nose rubbed my clit. I rode his face harder, grinding shamelessly, my juices smearing across his chin and cheeks.

Nora got down from the bed and took off her pajamas shorts before returning back to the bed. She crawled up his body until she was right behind me.

“You’ve had your fun, Roxy,” she whispered in my ear, she reached out, gripping my waist. “My turn.”

I rolled my hips over Christian's tongue one more time before sliding off him. Christian took the opportunity to catch his breath. 

“Untie me this instant.” He demanded.

“Nope.” Nora replied, she didn't waste much time immediately taking my place on our Daddy's face. 

Christian let out a muffled groan immediately Nora took over. His mouth parted again, his tongue darting out to feast on her.

I rolled my eyes, panting as I slid down to sit right beside his torso. “You always have to ruin the moment, don't you?”

“It’s called sharing,” Nora murmured, her head tipping back with a soft whimper as Christian worked his magic on her.

If Nora wanted his mouth, I was more than happy to claim the rest of him.

My fingers trailed down his firm abs until I reached the waistband of his boxers. Slowly, I dragged the fabric down, unveiling his thick, heavy morning wood. It was fully erect, pulsing violently.

I stared hungrily at his throbbing cock. It was rock hard, the head glistening with a bead of precum. I leaned down and dragged my tongue slowly across the tip, licking up the salty drop.

Christian shuddered beneath Nora, a muffled moan vibrating in his chest, his hips instinctively bucking upward as she tipped her head back in pleasure. 

“Let’s see how long you can last, Daddy,” I whispered.

Since we hadn't brought any lube, I knew exactly how to fix the problem.

I opened my mouth wide and slid my lips over the swollen head of his shaft, drawing him deep into my throat. The wetness of my mouth made him groan out loud. I swirled my tongue around the rim, coating his thick length with saliva while swallowing him down as far as I could go until he was completely drenched in spit. 

When I was sure he was slick, I finally pulled back, leaving a thin strand of spit connecting my lips to his tip.

I wrapped my fingers around the base of his shaft, I began to stroke him in a fast, tight rhythm. The friction was making a squelching sound in the quiet bedroom that mixed with the sloppy sounds of his tongue working on Nora above.

Christian threw his head flat against the pillows as we drove him closer to the absolute point of no return. He groaned loudly into her cunt as his tongue continued licking, sucking, and thrusting inside her.

A few seconds later, Nora’s thighs started shaking. She threw her head back, biting her lip hard as her orgasm hit her hard. “Ah… fuckkkk.”

Her body convulsed, hips jerking as she flooded Christian’s mouth with her juices. He kept licking her through it, drinking every drop like he was addicted. Nora trembled violently before finally lifting off his face. Christian gasped for air, his lips and chin were shiny and dripping with her release.

I didn’t stop stroking him. His cock was swollen and leaking nonstop.

“You’re doing so well, Daddy,” I whispered, leaning down to flick my tongue across his slit again, tasting more precum.

I pumped him faster, twisting my hand around the sensitive head on every stroke while Nora watched with hungry eyes, still catching her breath.

Christian’s hips bucked wildly, his eyes rolled back and his nostrils flaring. “Roxy… fuck… I’m gonna…,” his voice was hoarse and desperate. 

His cock swelled even thicker in my hand, twitching violently. I could feel his thick veins pulsing hard against my palm, his body trembling on the very edge of a massive release.

But right before he could cross the line, I clamped my thumb firmly over the tip of his cock, completely blocking the flow. Christian’s eyes snapped open, wide and completely bloodshot with agonizing frustration. 

A desperate groan escaped his lips as his hips jerked forward against nothing, his climax completely trapped inside him.

“Roxy, please,” he begged, his chest heaving as sweat poured down his neck. “Just let me finish.”

I leaned over his stomach, looking straight at him. “Not yet, Daddy,” I murmured, “We’re just getting started.”

Christian let out a whine, his bound wrists straining so hard against the satin scarves that the wooden bedposts creaked. The denial was visibly torturing him. 

“Please… girls. I can’t… it hurts.” His thick chest was heaving up and down, covered in sweat. Nora crawled on the mattress until she was sitting right next to his head.

“Tell us what you want, Daddy,” Nora asked. “Say it.”

“We are the only family you have left now and family cares for each other.” I added as I licked the underside of his dick. “So tell us what you want, Father.” 

Christian’s jaw trembled. He looked between the two of us, completely defeated, his masculine pride entirely shattered by his own filthy desires. “I want… I want to cum. Please, let me finish.”

Nora looked across his chest at me, a slow, approving nod passing between us.

“Alright,” I murmured, a wicked smile spreading across my face. “But you don’t get to move a muscle.”

I released the chokehold on his tip and instantly wrapped my wet hand back around his thick shaft. I started pumping him in a brutal rhythm, my grip tight and unyielding.

At the same time, Nora leaned down and captured his mouth in a deep, sloppy kiss, her tongue darting inside to catch his groans, completely suffocating him with her taste.

Christian went completely rigid. With his mouth occupied by Nora and his body pinned to the bed, he could only let out muffled, choked noises into her lips as my hand drove him over the cliff. His hips gave one massive, violent jerk upward, his thick thighs locking up tight as he finally blew.

“Good boy,” I whispered, his release was explosive, thick and hot. It was everywhere on my hand, his stomach, and the silk of my nightgown. He came so hard his entire body trembled beneath me.

Suddenly, I heard a sharp cry escape Nora's lips. I looked up, my eyes widening in pure shock. One of his hands had completely ripped free from the satin scarf. His grip slammed into the back of Nora's head, his fingers tangling into her hair as he pulled her mouth back down, kissing her violently.

Before I could even process the danger, Christian shoved Nora off him. She tumbled onto the mattress beside him, panting and completely dazed. His chest heaved, his eyes burning as he glared up at me. 

He grabbed the knot holding his left wrist to the bedpost, with a yank, he ripped the remaining scarf free from the wood.

Christian sat up slowly, his broad, bare shoulders gleaming with sweat. The ropes were off and the show was officially over.