All Chapters of Punished By Passion: His Dirty Submissive: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

When Tate and I get back, Axel turns to both of us.“We were just talking about the tournament this weekend,” he says.Uh-oh. I look at Tate, and I can tell he’s trying to stay calm.I study Axel’s face. He doesn’t look any different than he did before Tate and I left. If one of the guys had blown my cover, he’d have to look a little suspicious, right?Tate suddenly slams his fist on the table, startling everyone.“Enough racing talk! I want to have fun.”All the guys look at each other. What the fuck, Tate? They seem to all be saying with their eyes.Tate’s approach wasn’t ideal, but I can’t leave him to dry.“Yeah,” I add, chiming in. “I’m bored of all that talk. We all need to do something else and get racing off our minds.”Connor, Jesse, and Trey all start nodding. They’re buying it, I think gleefully.Axel, on the other hand, doesn’t look quite as enthused.“Like what?” Connor asks.“A game.” Tate answers too quickly, but no one seems to notice.“Pool?” Jesse asks.Tate nods.“H

As the rounds go on, the dares get increasingly outlandish. Trey dares Jesse to pour beer on his head, and Jesse does it. Jesse dares Trey to moon the entire bar, and Trey calls Jesse’s bluff. Jesse chickens out and begrudgingly gives up his 100 bucks to Trey.“Everyone’s gone, right?” Axel asks and we all nod.“We’ll start round two, then. Let’s do a five hundred dollar buy-in.”We all look around at each other with wide eyes. Five hundred dollars is a lot, but it seems like no one wants to seem like a chicken and back out.“Anyone have a problem with that?”Silence.“Alright. How about I go first for this round?”I get a sinking feeling in my stomach. I thought that Axel would have tried to get back at me last round for sure, but he didn’t. I don’t know why he’d pass up an opportunity like that, unless he was waiting to strike. And now that five hundred dollars was on the line, everyone is feeling a bit vulnerable. In other words, it’s prime time for him to attack.“Autumn, I dare y

The feeling of Connor’s cock is overwhelming. I feel like I’m being pulled and stretched from all sides. I’m filled up in so many holes, touched in so many places, that I start to lose track of where I am.Connor starts to slowly stroke in and out of my ass, and I feel a pleasurable stretching sensation. The hands gripping my butt cheeks let go, and a second later I feel a stinging spank land across my left ass cheek.The impact lingers long after the spank. I can still feel the callused hand that smacked me seconds later.Jesse pushes further down my throat and I start to gag.“Take it all, bitch,” he grunts. He starts pumping in and out of my wet hole faster and faster, his breathing ragged. He lets out a loud groan and ejaculates in my mouth. I let the salty mixture linger in my mouth for a moment before swallowing.As I feel the gooey mixture slide down my esophagus, I look up at him. “Such a good little cum-slut,” he says. He brushes his thumb across my lower lip and slips it int

— AxelI smooth my racing pants, trying to tame my out of control hard-on.Focus the fuck up, I tell myself. This is not the time to think about sex.Even as the word sex flashes through my mind, an image of her floods my senses. I picture Autumn and in all of her perfection — her long legs, perky tits, and fuck, that ass. I think about her creamy, porcelain skin and her long, auburn waves, and I feel my hard-on stiffen.Fuck. I know this is my fault for asking Autumn to meet me before the race, but I couldn’t help myself.Racers, please get in position!”I start to rush at the sound of the loud voice over the speaker.Suddenly, adrenaline kicks in and my gaze narrows. My heart beat races, and I force it to slow as I make my way to my car and start to go through the requisite checks.I calm my nerves as I buckle up, practicing the visualization techniques Marie, my sports psychologist, told me.Strong start. Smooth transitions. Zero stress.I lean into the picture I have in my mind a

— AUTUMNAxel pulls me aside while the 5 men watch us out of the corners of their eyes.“I want to take you into that room,” Axel says, pointing towards the advanced BDSM room. “And watch those four men fill up your tight little pussy one, by one. Is that something you want?”Feeling emboldened by speaking up earlier, I look Axel straight in the eyes. I’m not backing down, and I’m not apologizing for what I want.“Yes.”Axel’s lips curl up into a smile.“I want you to wait for me in the room while I tell the men your safeword.”I nod as Axel grabs my shoulders and spins me around so that my back is to him. I feel him wind something around my wrists. He finishes tying, and I try to pull at my wrists. They won’t budge.“I want you kneeling down facing away from the door. Face down, ass up. Understand?”I nod, my cheeks flaming.Axel swats my left ass cheek lightly.“Good girl. Go.”I walk awkwardly towards the room, looking back once at Axel. I almost lose my balance, so I quickly turn