Chapter 32 : Touch Yourself For Us
Chapter 32: Touch Yourself For Us
Sophie
“You are ours.” Luciano said, nibbling at the base of my throat.
“This gorgeous little body belongs to us, you get that, baby girl?” I whimpered, nodding my head.
Adriano was not moving his finger on my clit, he was watching me wiggle in need with a smirk on his face. Angelo was now gently kneading my breast. They were torturing me with this.
“Please, p..please.” I begged. I was so damn wet that I could hardly think.
I knew they would take care of me, they always did. They knew what they were doing and I could sense it in the smile I felt on my neck as Luciano’s lip curled, how Angelo chuckled and Adriano looked at me with amusement. He tilted his head.
“Does my kitten need something?” He asked.
“P..please, touch me.” I sniffed when he didn't move his finger.
“P..please, Adriano. It hurts.” I begged desperately.
It hurts how wet I was, how they made me feel without giving me exactly what I wanted. They had turned me into a needy mess with just a few touches. I should have been intimidated by how much effect they had on me, instead, I found myself loving it. Luciano and Angelo’s lips moved up and down my neck in soft and rough kisses with some mean nibbling and their large hands were under my shirt, grabbing my breasts in each hand. Adriano kissed on my inner thighs softly, holding me open easily with his broad shoulders. He was not touching me where I wanted him to. My hands were in his as he pinned them down on the bed, between their strong bodies and I was completely caged.
“P..please.” I was already sobbing.
He was not touching me there at all, I whined when Luciano and Angelo pinched my nipple sharply at the same time, not stopping their hungry kisses on the side of my neck.
Adriano began nibbling at my inner thighs, making masks and he looked at me as he did it. The side of his lips tilted up as he nibbled so close to my pussy, where I was burning for a touch. He kissed and nibbled there, I whimpered again when Luciano kissed the base of my neck. They were marking all of me and I could do nothing but take it all, hoping they would give me some relief but all they did was pinch my nipples that felt sore now and leave marks all over my body.
“Adriano,” I sniffed.
He tilted his head, his lips moving away from my thighs.
“What is it, darling?” He asked mockingly.
“Does my little darling need something?” He put his large palm in my throbbing pussy.
“Do you want me to make you feel good?”
Luciano kneaded my breasts as Angelo pinched on my nipple. I gasped at both, nodding furiously at Adriano, letting out a whimper when Luciano nibbled at my collarbone, Angelo kissing the back of my heart. There were so many sensations I didn't know which one to concentrate on. They all demanded attention and I was a mess.
“Please, Adriano.” I gasped when put his lips on my clit, gently sucking it over the material of my panties.
My toes curled as he continued sucking me through the fabric of my panties harshly before pulling his lips away and at the same time, Angelo and Luciano stopped touching me, I was about to cry because of the frustration.
"You may stand now." Adriano said and I was a little confused. Were they done with me already? I was already frustrated about not getting released yet. On shaky feet, I did as he asked.
"Take off your underwear, hand it to me and then go sit down on that chair." Angelo commanded, pointing at the chair beside the bedside table in my room.
Following this order is much harder of a mental block to overcome. There is something about that commanding voice of his that urges me to please him and I am so worked up at this point that their voice seemed to have a direct connection to my clit. I was so lost in my own thoughts that I forgot about what Angelo said until his voice snapped me back to reality.
"When we give you a command, we expect you to follow through with it. I will not ask again, take off your panties and hand it to me."
His voice was still calm but it was what I needed to get out of my head. Reluctantly, I slipped out of my panties, bending at the waist to step out of it. I can see my juice on the fabric and have to force myself to bunch it in my hand before giving it to him. Smiling, he put it in his pocket and watched as I moved to follow the second part of his command. Trying not to focus too much on the fact that I am almost entirely naked in front of them. I sit back down on the large chair, my legs pressed together. At least, I am in a position that still leaves me somewhat covered or as covered as I can be under their gaze.
“What do you think we do to her first?” Luciano asked, but the question was not directed to me, it was to his brothers.
“I think we should let her show us how obedient and a good little slut she can be.” Adriano replied.
I can't explain why but something about them talking about me as if I wasn't even there did something to me.
“Shall we, baby girl? Are you ready to show us how a good little slut you are?”
“I..I..” What are they doing to me, why am I not snapping at them calling me slut. Instead I like it and getting more wet.
“Touch yourself for us.” Adriano muttered.
"What?"
He can't be serious, I can't masturbate while they watch me.
"Place your legs on top of each chair arm." Angelo ordered with an amused look, knowing that position would leave me completely open and laid out for their sinful gaze.
"Let us see you."
The thought alone made me shiver but their lustful eyes were enough encouragement for me to follow through. Adjusting myself so I was seated closer to the edge of the chair. I slowly spread both of my legs up and apart to rest over each arm..
Their watchful eyes never once moved from my body as if they wanted to capture every moment and breath I made. For what felt like forever, I just stayed here in this position, leaving me to feel vulnerable and a little bit humiliated. They just sat there and took in every inch of my body but not one of them said a word. Were they disappointed in what they saw? Before I had the chance to overthink this whole decision, Adriano’s voice redirects my attention.