He grabbed my head with both hands and thrust his hips nonstop, not giving me any room to breathe, no pause between one thrust and the next. No gentleness at all. His cock slid in all the way, slamming the back of my throat, making me gag over and over. Tears streamed down my face, my nose burned, my lungs burned for air.
— That's it... swallow it all, you little slut.
And the worst part: he was laughing. He got off on seeing me desperate, choking, gagging... and he still told me not to stop.
He knew I hated it. Knew I hated losing control, being forced to swallow like that, rough and brutal, no rhythm, no space to breathe. I preferred sucking at my own pace, teasing, taking him to the edge nice and slow. But now he was in charge. And he made a point of reminding me with every thrust, every order, every humiliation.
In that moment, I felt truly used. Truly submissive. Just the way he loved having me. The way he loved using me.
Suddenly, he grabbed my hair hard, yanking my head back until my scalp hurt. He forced me to look up. I was breathing ragged, eyes wet, tears running down my face, spit dripping from my chin.
His face was serious, with a cruel, teasing glint in his eyes.
— Now say it... Diego is my master. And I promise I'll be an obedient little slut.
My body froze right then. My stomach twisted. Fuck. This wasn't just teasing anymore. He wanted to break my pride for good. Wanted to bend me completely.
I'd always been spoiled, bossy, full of demands. I'd never admit anyone talking to me like that. My first instinct was to stand up, yell a big "fuck you" and run the hell out of there.
But he had me pinned. Literally. With his firm hand in my hair and his eyes locked on mine. Because even though my head was screaming for me to say no... my body had been surrendered a long time ago. The horniness was too much. I was too wet, too turned on, too submissive to deny it.
He yanked my hair a little harder and pressed, his voice low and heavy:
— Come on, Rafaella. Admit you like it. You like when I dominate you.
I closed my eyes for a second. Just to breathe. Just to try to scrape together whatever dignity I had left inside me. I felt the bitter taste of shame slide down my throat, mixed with the salty residue still on my tongue.
In my head, I hated it. Hated his bossy bullshit, the way he reduced me to something I'd never wanted to be in anyone's eyes. But fuck, I was soaked. My shorts stuck to my damp skin, the thin fabric outlining every swollen curve, and I hated myself for it. Hated myself for being on my knees like that, for not being able to look away, even with hot tears streaming down my face. I just thought: "Fuck, Diego, why are you doing this to me?"
And even so... I opened my eyes. Pressed my trembling lips together and whispered, voice choked, low, barely audible, but looking right at him:
— You're my master... and I promise to be your obedient little slut.
He broke into a satisfied smile, slow, like he'd won a battle I didn't even know we were fighting. That smile cut right through me.
— Good girl.
He let go of my hair. My head dropped forward, shaking. My breathing all uneven, chest heaving up and down too fast. But inside... no matter how fucked up the whole situation was... I was still hot, still wet, completely given over to him. The arousal throbbed low and insistent, like my body had decided for me.
He stroked my face slow, his thumb tracing the line of my wet cheek, like it was some kind of affection. But then came the next order, in that same low, firm, commanding tone:
— Now you're gonna suck Adriano's cock.
My eyes went wide. My body froze for a second that felt like forever. "What the fuck? Suck his best friend?" was the first thought that shot through my mind like lightning.
I looked up slow, heart pounding so hard I felt it in my throat. Adriano was already standing right in front of me, staring down with that sly grin on his face. He didn't say a word—just hooked his thumbs in his shorts' waistband and pulled them down slow.
Fuck.
His cock sprang out like it had a mind of its own, swinging in my face, thick, veins bulging, the head glistening a bit with what was already leaking from the tip. My jaw nearly hit the floor. It was huge. Bigger than I'd imagined, bigger than anything I'd ever seen up close.
It was impossible not to think of Carol. One night of girl talk, her laughing low and saying: "Cuz, Adriano's got the biggest dick I've ever seen in my life. The first one I sucked... damn, I didn't even know what to do with all that." Back then I'd laughed my ass off, teasing her, thinking it was hilarious. But now... now I was there, on my knees, with it inches from my mouth.
I stayed still for a second, mouth half-open, heart racing. Biting my lips. Trying to wrap my head around how this was happening... and why my body was shaking from pure lust.
— Come on, Rafa... suck it already — Diego ordered.
Damn, I was already drooling like a bitch in heat. I just obeyed.
I wanted that cock in my mouth bad.
I grabbed it with both hands. Ran my tongue slow over the head, exploring, tasting the salty heat spread out. And Carol's words hit me again... how she loved sucking his dick. I started taking it in with more hunger, deeper. Began slow and picked up speed, trying to go further, letting loose, sucking with real eagerness. What a delicious cock to suck!
Adriano let out a rough groan.
— Holy shit, Rafa... — he muttered, eyes closed for a second. — You suck so fucking good!
I felt his hand tangle in my hair, but unlike Diego, he didn't force it. Just guided me calm, gentle. Like he wanted to drag out the moment even longer.
I liked it like that. It let me loosen up, suck my way, at my rhythm. Savoring every inch of that thick, throbbing cock, feeling the veins pulse against my tongue, the heat filling my whole mouth.
I switched up the pace. Sucked hard, then took it deeper. Paused and licked just the head. Then swallowed it all again, trying to go as far as I could.
I turned my head for a second and saw Diego jerking off slow, watching me with that possessive, almost feral look.
After a while just sucking Adriano, Diego stepped closer. Grabbed my chin firm and said:
— Now you're gonna switch off. Suck one and jerk the other. Don't stop till I say.
I looked at him and nodded without even thinking. Because right then... I wasn't in charge of shit anymore.
Not my body.
Not my desires.
I was his.
To be continued...