Dauntless (The LockDown Series Book 2) (17 page)

Holy shit, why does it have to be so hard, literally? I was feeling like shit about myself after his comment, but now all I feel is wet, fucking dripping at the feel of his hard dick finally near me. I have been waiting months, fucking loads of them, for this to happen. It makes me so hot to know he is a dominant as well. Also to see how sexy and perfect Debbie looks.

“Abigail, look at yourself now.” My eyes focus on the mirror and my body’s reflection in it. I fought so hard against my inner demons when I first arrived here, to get myself looking healthy and sexy. His words have cut deep; they have me thinking I have gone too far, put too much weight on. I don't ever want to be looking like a hippo unless it is a baby that has caused it.

“Do you see yourself, see what we see, Pet?” I shake my head, I'm not anything special. I am just a bland, ordinary girl, pulled from the streets and the despair I was living to be with this amazing family.

“What do you think Leighton see’s in you, sweetheart?” he questions me, his hands skimming along the curves of my hips. “Do you think he sees the anorexic, sick looking girl he brought here over a year ago? Do you think he sees a whore who would be okay fucking his best friend? Do you think he sees a fat woman?” I shrug my shoulders at him.

His hands slide further down my body to the apex of my thighs. He teases the skin on the inside of my leg. “Do you think he fucks you, thinking how loose your pussy is, that he can't even feel you around him?” His fingers dive higher to my pussy, stroking my clit. My body falls soft against his hard on, the muscle sculpting to my back.

I close my eyes and relax into him, relishing in the feel of his huge rough hands against my wet flesh. He leans in and whispers in my ear. “Because, Abigail, that’s utter bullshit and you know it. Your skin is so soft, your curves are flawless and your pussy,” he removes his fingers from my slit and brings them to his mouth sucking my juices from his hand, “tastes heavenly.” He brings his hand back down assaulting my cunt, delving in between my folds, spearing my tight hole. “Yes, tight, that’s what I said.” His two fingers are filling my walls, stretching me.

“Do you see Leighton? He fucking loves you. He loves this. Look at his hard dick, his hands stroking it as he watches me fuck your tight pussy with my fingers, Abigail.” I look in the reflection of the glass, Leighton’s tall powerful body to the right of me in the mirror. His eyes are dark and aroused, his gaze fixated at my cunt, at Antonio’s fingers filling me. I sweep my eyes down his incredible physique, centring in on his even more incredible dick. His fist is tight around the girth, pumping away viciously.

“Oh, fuck,” I hiss, watching him, Antonio’s fingers still inside me, pushing me closer to an orgasm I know has been inevitable since the first time I had seen him.

He removes his fingers from inside of me instantly, the incredible feeling vanishing.

“Now, Abigail, do you understand how incredibly amazing you are? How beautiful, sexy and perfect you are?”

“Yes,” I answer him, my body so alive and on top of the world. I silently beg and scream for the feel of Antonio close to me again, my body responded to him so well.

His hand swats my backside hard, my right cheek stinging as his hand leaves the burning sensation behind. “Lesson one; you address me with the respect I deserve, Abigail. Now, let’s try this again. Do you understand how incredibly amazing you are? How beautiful, sexy and perfect you are?” Respect, how do you respect a Dom again? My mind has gone blank.

“I'm waiting, Abigail. I will ask once more before you learn lesson number two. Do you understand how incredibly amazing you are? How beautiful, sexy and perfect you are, Abigail?” His hand rubs the sting in my cheek then abruptly leaves it.

“You have three seconds, Abigail, answer the question, Pet.” Fuckity fuck fuck. I feel like a fool, especially next to Debbie’s pristine, perfectly polished, submissiveness. “Three... Two... One... ZERO!” He pulls me from in front of the mirror to the sofa. He sits down on the edge, his feet slightly apart.

“Now, Abigail, the answer to your first lesson was ‘Yes Sir’. Not so hard, I don't think, but instead of asking for the correct answer, simply telling me you didn’t know, you have a second lesson to learn. You will speak when spoken to, Pet. You will ask questions if unsure and you will call me and your Dom, Sir. Understood?”

I stand in front of his seated position. “Yes,” I answer again. I am across his lap faster than lightening, my naked stomach on top of his hard cock. His length is pressing firmly into my skin. I know straight away my mistake, but it is too late, I have had my warning and I didn’t respond accordingly.

“Leighton, how many should we say?” he calls across the room to my boyfriend, who is now seated in the armchair across the room.

“Five. Two for not answering correctly, two for failing to use her voice and one, just because her arse looks so fucking spankable it makes my cock hard.” He takes one long, slow stroke up and down his length, teasing the head and spreading the glistening pre-come around. I clench my thighs together to stop the impending flooding.

“Good choice, mate. Abigail, you know why you’re being punished, you may not like it, but that’s just tough shit. You chose to be a submissive, you chose to ignore the orders I gave you, and you failed to show me the respect I deserve. For that I will spank you five times, and I won't go light, I know you can take it, Pet.” He uses his hands to part my thighs a little. I can feel the cool breeze attacking my wet pussy, sending shivers through my body. “I want you to count for me, Abigail. You will always count when receiving punishment spankings. I want you to think about what you have done wrong so that you will not make the same mistake again. Do you understand?” he asks me, his tone doing nothing but causing a surge of fluid to my cunt.

“Yes, Sir.” I don't hesitate this time, the words come out easily. I know I am capable of them, I have used them before, but under pressure, my brain had failed me. I am nervous for this spanking, firstly because I know it will hurt. Antonio is a big guy, he is strong, and secondly, I am nervous as fuck because I have a huge feeling this is going to make me wetter than I have ever been.

He doesn’t give me a warning before the first smack hits my arse cheek, hard. The pain seers through my body, the entire surface of my bum feels hot and raw already. “One,” I say quietly, remembering his orders of counting, but I find it hard to project my voice loudly.

“TWO!” I scream a little louder this time, my left cheek joining the right in the pain department. How I am supposed to last another three I don't know, this hurts so bad I want to kick and scream at the fucker for doing it. I have to remind myself I want this, I caused this. If I had just used my fucking head instead of going mushy over Antonio, this wouldn’t be happening.

“THREE!” I hiss between my teeth as he spanks me again, this time on the back of my thighs, just below my arse cheeks. I straighten my leg to relieve some of the red-hot pain. His hand touches my skin and I jump at the feeling, expecting another hit. His rough hand strokes gently over my burning flesh, butterflies fly through me, settling in my gut before spreading into my pussy. Oh shit, this is not good.

“Only two more, Princess, you’re doing so well.” I am not doing well, not by any means. I am stinging like a bitch and my pussy is throbbing so painfully I think I might actually die before the last two are over. All I want him to do is plunge his fingers inside of me, as well as his hand spanking my arse. It’s totally messed up, the pain is almost unbearable, but my body is already craving for the next hit.

He brings the next smack down below my bottom again, but on the other side. I tense a little but the pain isn’t as bad, the hunger in my cunt taking over the senses. “Four,” I say a little quieter with a quiver to my voice as I struggle to stay aware of anything. My raspy tone has Antonio’s cock juddering a little below my stomach. He can sense the change in feeling, how I am now greedy and desperate for his touch and not repelling it.

I let out my first moan as the final hit comes. His fingertips clip my clit as he spanks me slap bang between my thighs, right on my sopping pussy. “
Five!”
I practically orgasm here and now at the exquisite feeling it brings me.

His fingers slip inside me as the pain mixes with the fantastic pleasure, my body rushing up the hill to that needed peak. “You may cum, Sweetness. You were a very good girl. Isn’t that right, Leighton?” he asks him, I haven’t even thought of or looked at him the entire time my punishment was carried out.

“God, yes, finger her pussy, Antonio, make her cum.” I look to the side, resting my cheek on the side of Antonio’s leg. Leighton is wanking himself hard and violently, his face contorted and filled with utter pleasure. He is struggling to contain his own climax.

I feel three fingers fill me to my limit, stretching me to nearly painful. “Oh god, Antonio, Jesus, yes, make me cum please, Sir.” I beg him, the pleasure almost painful as my legs and arms begin to shake.

“Oh baby, you look so hot like this. Does he feel good in you, fucking your sweet pussy with his fingers? Do you want his dick in you, Abigail?” Leighton’s voice is making me spasm, the deep tone making me practically cover Antonio’s hand with my juices as he continues to pummel inside of me, his long fingers stroking firmly against my g-spot.

“God yes, please Sir.” Is it finally going to happen, am I finally going to get to fuck, Antonio, after all this time?

Antonio bends down to my ear, talking so nobody else can hear. “Pet, would it be okay for Debbie to please your Dom, to make him feel as good as I’m making you? I want to see her bouncing up and down on his dick as I fuck your pussy hard, like I’ve wanted to do for so long.” I gulp down the shrill cry I want to release as his words drive me to a new kind of hot.

“Yes, yes, I want him to fuck her, to make her scream. I want you to make me scream, Antonio, please Sir, fuck me now.” His fingers twist inside of me, causing a gasp to leave my mouth, and then his fingers are gone.

“Up.” He playfully slaps my arse, a flood of wetness trickles down my leg. I climb from my lying position on his lap, dragging my feet shakily across the wood flooring. “Go and tell your master what you have agreed to.”

“Yes, Sir.” I nod to him and pull myself across the room, arriving in front of Leighton. I kneel by his feet and bring my lips to his ear.

“Sir, I would love it if you could let Debbie pleasure you, to make you feel good whilst Antonio fucks my aching pussy. Is that okay, Sir, for her lips to wrap around your dick and suck you hard, for you to bury yourself inside her tight pussy whilst Antonio makes me scream?” My bare breasts are gently teasing his thighs and dick as I lean forward and lick his neck.

“God, Angel, you are so perfect. Yes, that sounds amazing. Make him crazy baby, I know you can. I want to see his cum seeping from your pussy when he fills you with it.” I, like all women, know that the feeling of someone spurting inside of you feels superb and it’s guaranteed to get you off like a fucking RPG.

“Thank you, Sir. Thank you for letting me do this, I needed to. I love you. Can I kiss you please, Sir?” I ask him, my warm breath tantalising his neck.

“Of course, Princess, I would love for you to kiss me.” I sit up high, my face coming in line with Leighton’s as he leans forward. His hands reach out and clasp my face, my cheeks brushing against his palms. He crashes his mouth onto mine, his lips harsh and desperate against my own. “God, baby, oh fuck.” His tongue plunges into my mouth, swiping, licking and massaging my own tongue, the currents of pleasure that are washing through me have me mounting his lap and gliding my wet bare sex against the ridges of his cock. The skin on skin contact is so fucking good, I want nothing more than to rise up to my knees and plunge myself down onto him.

“Baby, I need to see you fuck, Antonio now.” He is clearly as desperate to witness the impending intimacy between us, as I am to feel it. I have no idea why he is up for it, but the thought just makes it so much better, it makes me so wet and I’m burning with desire to know his dick will be hard over seeing us together.

I nod into his kiss, removing my lips from his. There is a little resistance on my part, mainly because it has been a month since I have had his cock anywhere near my sex, but I'm not passing up the opportunity to have Antonio inside of me.

I begin to climb off Leighton, swinging one of my legs over to get myself securely on the floor. Leighton grasps my elbow and brings me to him a little so he can speak to me. “Are you sure about me and Debbie? I don't want you to get upset by it, I can wait till your finished so I can have you?” It is sweet of him to be considerate, especially as I am about to fuck another man, no second thoughts.

“Leighton, seriously, there is nothing in this world that will drive me more crazy than to see you with her. It’s totally fucked up, but she is so sexy and you are just, well you are you. The two of you together, moaning one another’s names and screaming in ecstasy, god that thought sends me into overdrive, baby.” I shiver as I imagine her tight pussy lips surrounding him as he pulls slowly out of her cunt.

“If you’re sure baby, I’ll let you into a little secret.” I bring my head further to his lips and he whispers almost unrecognisably. “I’ve wanted to fuck her since I first saw your mouth there. The thought has me hard, Angel. I want the both of you sucking my dick, bent over as I take turns driving inside you both and then one of you riding my face whilst the other bounces up and down on me.”

Fuck, I think I may have just climaxed a little at his words. He would have had his arse out of the door right now for even suggesting fucking another girl, but me, crazy old Abigail, wants to grab this girl by her hair and shove her down onto him as quickly as possible.

“Do it, fucking do it Leighton. I want to see it, to see another woman send you as crazy as I do.” I stroke his face once and then drag my hand down the length of his body, my fingertips trailing against his toned
and rock hard stomach. Reaching his dick, I tease the head, collecting the droplet of cum there. I bring it to my lips and suck the evidence away.