Valentine, Part Four
(Disclaimer: I play with a safe word. Everything in this was consensual, and I could have stopped it any time if I didn’t feel safe or comfortable.)
I squirmed around on the bed, trying to get out from under Pup. He held me down by my hair, with an arm across my back, with his weight laid into me. Saltine got back onto the bed and sat down behind me. They traced the length of the dildo over my slit.
“Please, it’s so cold.” I tried to wriggle away. The dildo was so cold it stung. Pup pulled my head into his lap and pinned my arms up on my back. “Please, please, you said you wouldn’t.”
Saltine dipped the dildo briefly into my cunt and I cried out. “Come on, get it warm,” they whispered. “It’ll hurt less if you get it warm.” At first, I started thrusting back onto it every so often to warm it up, wincing and squirming in Pup’s arms. But eventually it felt better, even a little soothing, and I heard Saltine laughing. “You know I’m not even moving it anymore. Looks like somebody likes it.”
I realized I was fucking the dildo myself and blushed, hiding my face in Pup’s lap. I fucked myself to orgasm on the dildo, but when I tried to wriggle off, Pup pushed me back down.
“I didn’t say I was done with you,” Saltine said. They fucked me hard with the dildo, practically wrenching another two orgasms in me while I squirmed and bucked around and begged them to stop. “No, I want one more,” Saltine replied.
I literally came while sobbing.