269. Emily - The Piercing Ceremony 2
269. Emily - The Piercing Ceremony 2
Steve pulls out of my mouth and softly slaps my left cheek several times before forcing his cock down my throat once more.
“Are you going to cum for me, just like you did for Rin, by having a cock in your mouth?” he asks.
I nod, because I’d do anything to please him.
“You are such a good little slut,” he praises me.
My free hand reaches for Mads, my fingers wrapping around his hard erection. My other hand doesn’t stop moving up and down Cirro’s dick.
“Such a good slut you are,” Steve keeps praising me. “You are sucking me so well,” he groans as his hips move faster.
He is not as rough as Rin, but it still turns me on, making me cum a few minutes later.
“God! You are absolutely perfect,” he snarls as he facefucks me faster.
When he finishes, he rewards me with his essence, and I drink every drop of it.
Next is Mads.
“Hands behind your back,” he orders me.
I oblige him.
His hands come around my neck, his fingers squeezing me, preventing the air from entering my lungs. “Today,” he says, “I own you.”
“Yes, my Lord.”
My lips part automatically when the tip of his cock comes to rest against them.
“You are such a vision,” he murmurs as I suck him into my mouth. “Before you, life had no color.” He gently pushes his cock to the back of my throat, and stops moving when he feeds me every inch of him, the thickness of him preventing me from breathing. “And now? Now, I can’t get enough of you.”
He keeps choking me on his dick for about a minute before he finally moves. He facefucks me slowly, taking his time, savoring each second, enjoying each of my moans.
My hand keeps moving along Cirro’s length, gently stroking him. I hesitate only a moment before pressing my other hand to Yan’s thigh. After a few seconds, I wrap my fingers around his thick cock. His hand closes over mine without hesitation, guiding us together as his dick throbs beneath my palm.
“I could do this all day long,” he groans before he starts moving faster.
By the way his breathing changes, I know it won’t be long until he finishes.
“Fuck!” he snarls as my mouth fills with his essence.
My gaze bores into his as I swallow, then suck him clean.
“I love you,” he whispers before letting me worship Cirro’s cock.
Cirro prefers to let me suck him at my own pace rather than to fuck my mouth. For a man who hates eye contact, he never once looks away as I suck, and lick, and choke on his dick. His hands twitch at his sides, letting me know that I’m the one controlling his pleasure.
“Cazzo!” he swears as I spit on him, then take him deep and suck him hard. I massage his balls, wanting him to remember this day—to remember what a good slut I am for him.
I bob my head fast while tugging his balls.
“Emily! I am going to cum if you keep going that.”
So I do it more.
Until he empties his balls down my throat with a loud groan. I keep sucking him until he goes soft.
A soft smile appears on his lips as I give his dick a kiss.
Then I turn to Yan.
This is the first time I’m giving him head, and I want him to enjoy every second of it.
My fingers remain wrapped around him as I lift his cock, exposing the underside. I trace each visible vein with the tip of my tongue, following them down until I reach his base, kissing along the way, before licking my way back up to the other end. The taste of him explodes on my tongue, and I moan loudly while I cup my left tit with my free hand. I pinch my nipple, wanting him to know how turned on I am.
Yan inhales sharply before saying, “Good God!”
I take that as a positive reaction and kiss every inch of his cock before giving his balls some special attention.
“Emily!” he groans as I suck his balls, my hand pumping his length in quick strokes. “I… I need…”
He doesn’t need to say anything more because I know exactly what he needs. I take him into my mouth and suck him gently, not wanting to rush this. I moan for him, wanting him to know exactly how much I love being on my knees for him and worshiping his cock.
“Fuck!” he snarls. “God! You are so good at this, I’m not going to last.”
I suck him even harder, wanting him to forget about everything and lose control for once in his life and be rough with me. But that’s not how Yan is.
Seconds later, he explodes inside my mouth, while a shiver runs through his body.
“Fuck!” he swears. “That… that was incredible.”
I suck him for a little longer before I let go of his cock. I lick my lips and say, “Delicious. All of you.”
Rin and Steve help me to my feet, and as they guide me to the altar, Rin says, “Ready for your new piercings?”
“I’ve been ready for a while now,” I reply.
They lay me on the altar.
I bend my knees and spread them wide, giving Rin full access to my pussy. He’s the first to pierce me.
The scent of the incense turns stronger, numbing me, so I won’t feel any pain.
Rin whispers to me as he pierces me, letting me know how much he loves me.
When he’s done, he presses his lip to my pussy before stepping away.
This part is supposed to be the more dangerous one, since the demons from the Catacombs, the ones who lost any hope of eternal happiness, try to trick me, to make me join them in the darkness. They don’t know that I’ve lived so long in the darkness that I know it better than anyone else. It doesn’t scare me. I embrace it while they send images to my mind, trying to convince me that my family will be taken away from me. I don’t believe it. Not even for a moment, because I trust my bondeds to keep our children and me safe.
Steve is next—he pierces my belly button.
The demons send more images to me, this time of Yan taking all his anger on me.
For a moment, I almost fall for it, but the bonds tying me to my men hum with love. I cling to that while they never stop trying to convince me to go to them.
“I love you,” he says before letting Mads pierce my right nipple.
Cirro follows after Mads, his piercing adorning my left nipple.
More images flash through my mind—Rin shoving me into a grave and burying me alive, Steve accusing me of lying about Jason—until everything blurs together.
I ignore them the best I can.