Chapter 39 Chapter 39
Nate POV
I could tell she was a thread away from entering subspace. Hearing her reply, Adrain smiled and kissed her real good. "Turn around", he ordered whilst bending her slightly, giving me no other option than to step in and hold her or else, with her trembling legs and body, she would be liable to collapse anytime.
Adrain stroked his monster for a while before positioning it at her entrance behind her. As he slowly entered his mouth gaped a little. "What a sweet thing", I couldn't help but say, and Adrain gulped, nodding in approval whilst getting deeper and deeper. Natalia's legs were shaking more and more whilst she moaned. "Oh my yes..." Adrain groaned, and I noticed that Natalia subconsciously clenched her pussy. "Oh damn", I chuckled, and the messy Adrain suddenly thrust so deep into her that her legs finally gave way and started falling, but I caught her on time. "Let's enter the bedroom," I said, and he nodded immediately.
Natalia POV
Earlier, when they were playing with my body inside my bathroom, I felt overwhelmed and full, like a volcano about to burst, as they weren't even leaving any art of my sensitive part a moment of a breather. When I told I was about to lose it I felt like my soul was about to be sucked away through my pussy. I was sucked so intense that I felt my blood froze for a moment. I don't know if it was my own thinking or not, but after that, the cum that could have taken more time for it to come out was directly drawn out from the deepest part of its residence.
That period saying that I wasn't understanding anything was an understatement. I even thought that my soul was sucked out from me for real as I felt so sucked empty for a second. After I caught a little breath, I was bombarded with fingering and intense questioning that I understood so well but didn't know how to open my mouth to ask. The twins have been seeing more and more of me, my helplessness, my weakness and they have even explored some in which I surprisingly let them. I felt like I was surrendering myself to them totally as if I was giving them myself more and more, and the more I gave, the more they demanded.
Knowing how helpless and defenceless they made me feel is another thing and admitting to them that I like being helpless with them is also another. It felt like I had once more exposed another part of myself and the hold they have on me to them. They already knew that if they needed sex from me any time and any day I couldn't even resist them, even if my mind wanted to resist but my body would always conquer it but it was as if it wasn't enough, like it was far from enough they wanted more and more, definitely all of myself.
They want me to be totally for them, with them and all their, no chance of having any thoughts of any other persons whatsoever. They want to be my world and everything to me. In a simple sentence, they want to own me completely. From their perspective, it's totally right; even in many people's perspective who have such traits with them, it's definitely okay, but in actual sense, it's dangerous, very, very dangerous.
In other words, it's to be someone's pet, anytime and every day, ready to do their bidding. But one of the most dangerous parts of being owned is even if the person tortures you, fucks you and left you a mess every day, tells you to be anywhere at any time, tells you to dismiss any type of thing from your mind either the thought of a hobby of yours, a person, family member or others you have no option than to obey. To own someone is as dangerous as it can be. The more extreme ones will even be in your presence and fuck girls, even a friend or best friend of yours, and you can only watch and do nothing. And above all, you still won't dare to leave because you have already considered yourself as their property, their own, their pet and dare not defy them.
But the question is, after knowing all these things why am I even entertaining the thought of really being their pet? Even as they command me to do certain things, although not on an extreme level at all but they still have the characteristics and the helpless part is that I can't even say no. Is this how pets feel? Even knowing that some things are not okay with them but they still accept and later hide away and cry only to accept the same order the next time.
My thoughts were running as the godly males guided me to my bedroom and fuck me. Adrian's monster was still inside me pounding the hell out of me, smacking my butts so hard but sweet and body shuddering. Every time it landed, jolts of pleasure rushed all over my body, and with his thrust, I felt like I was alternating from heaven to earth and back to heaven. Every part of my body craves him, wants him, and even moans him. As he penetrated and pulled and penetrated again with his large shaft, I screamed and moaned but still wanted more and more.
I'm beginning to crave them more than how I craved them before. Slowly I was beginning to realize that I may not even mind them using me in some ways, just saw ways not all ways. Although the back of my mind was telling me it would soon be dangerous if their personality changed later on, that I might not be able to extricate myself from the abuse, pleasure, torture, desire and pain that would definitely come with it, but I can I actually decide at this moment? It becomes clear that the more they fucks me, the more we get entangled, and the entanglement increases as days go by.