Chapter 4: Teasing
The apartment was a symphony of moans and gasps, the air thick with the scent of sex and the tang of sweat. Lucia watched as Chris, his body glistening with a sheen of perspiration, struggled to maintain his composure. His cock, a monstrous, veiny thing, was a beacon of his desperation, its angry red head glaring out against the encroaching darkness. It twitched and throbbed, a testament to his torment, as the Mistresses laughed and taunted, their eyes glinting with cruel amusement.
Conzi writhed in place, her pussy stretched taut around Chris's girth, her ass still filled with the plug. She could feel every inch of him, the way his cock pulsed and throbbed inside her. She was a twisted mess of need and humiliation, her body aching for release, yet knowing better than to beg.
Lucia's eyes bored into Chris, her voice a low purr. "You're going to fuck her now, aren't you, slave?
You're going to fuck her hard and deep, just like a good little cockslut should," Lucia taunted, her eyes locked onto Chris as he began to thrust into Conzi's pussy.
Chris grunted, his hips moving in time with his thrusts, his cock sliding in and out of Conzi's tight, wet heat. He could feel every inch of her, the way her pussy gripped and clenched around his cock. He groaned, his grip on her hips tightening as he began to move faster, his cock fucking her pussy with long, hard strokes.
Conzi moaned, her body writhing with pleasure and pain, her mouth still working Erna's clit. She could feel every inch of Chris, the way his cock stretched and filled her, the way his hips slapped against her ass. She pushed back against him, meeting each thrust, desperate for more.
"Fuck, yes," Erna hissed, her fingers tightening in Conzi's hair, pulling her head back as she ground her pussy against Conzi's mouth. "That's right, you fucking whore. Take that cock like the filthy little cunt you are.
Show us how desperate you are to please us," Lucia ordered, her voice a growl as she watched Chris's cock disappear into Conzi’s tight pussy.
Chris began to move, his hips thrusting forward, his cock sliding in and out of Conzi’s wet heat. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room, a filthy symphony that drove the Mistresses wild.
Erna groaned, her hips bucking against Conzi’s face, her pussy grinding against her tongue. "Fuck, yes," she moaned, her voice thick with lust. "Look at that pathetic little slut, taking two cocks at once.
She's a fucking whore, isn't she?" Lucia taunted, her voice dripping with sadistic pleasure as she watched Conzi's body stretch and accommodate Chris's thick length. She couldn't believe how eager Conzi was, how desperate to please.
"She's such a good little cunt, taking that big fat cock in her pussy while she licks my clit. You can see how much she loves it, can't you, Erna?" Lucia purred, her eyes gleaming with lust as she watched Conzi's tongue work her clit.
"I can see how much she loves it. How much she needs it. She's a fucking slut for our cocks, isn't she?"
Erna nodded, her hips moving in time with Conzi's tongue, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. "She's a fucking whore, that's what she is. Born to be used by us. Born to be fucked like the pathetic little slut she is."
Conzi moaned in agreement, her mouth and pussy both filled with cock, her body stretched and filled to the brink.
She pushed back against Chris, meeting his thrusts with wild abandon, her body desperate for more.
Erna watched, her fingers still tangled in Conzi's hair, her hips moving in time with Conzi's tongue. She could feel her own orgasm building, the pressure mounting in her clit.
"That's it, you filthy little cunt," Erna hissed, her voice thick with lust. "Take that cock like the pathetic little whore you are. Make me come all over that pretty little face of yours."
Conzi moaned, her body trembling with the effort of taking both cocks.
Her pussy was stretched wide around Chris's thick length, her ass still filled with the plug.
Lucia watched, her pussy throbbing with need as she saw the filthy little scene unfold. "Look at that pathetic little slut, Erna. Taking two cocks like a good little whore. I bet she wishes she had another hole for us to fill, doesn't she?"
Erna chuckled, her hips moving faster against Conzi's face. "I'm sure she does.
Aren't you, Conzi? You want another cock to fill your mouth while these two fuck your other holes, don't you?" Erna taunted, her voice harsh and cruel.
Conzi moaned, the vibrations sending shockwaves of pleasure through Erna's clit. She could feel the blonde's body trembling, her pussy clenching around Chris's cock as she pushed back against him, desperate for more. Her mouth and pussy were both filled, her body stretched to its limits, and yet she still craved more. She needed to please her Mistresses, needed to make them come.
She knew what they wanted, what they craved. Conzi pushed back harder against Chris, her body desperate for more.
"Fuck, yes, you filthy little cunt," Lucia hissed, her voice thick with lust. "You want another cock in your mouth, don't you, Conzi? You want to be a greedy little whore for us, don't you?"
Conzi moaned, her body writhing with pleasure and need. "Yes, Mistress. Please. I want another cock in my mouth.
Yes, Mistress, please," Conzi begged, her voice hoarse with desire and desperation. "Fuck, look at that pathetic little whore, begging for another cock," Erna growled, her grip on Conzi's hair tightening as she pulled her head back, exposing her throat. "You want another fucking cock in your mouth, you filthy bitch? You want to be our little cum dumpster, don't you?"
Lucia clapped her hands together, a wicked smile spreading across her face. "I think it's time for our little slut to get what she wants. Chris, pull out of her pussy.
I want to see that filthy cunt dripping with your cum before you put it in her mouth," Lucia ordered, her voice dripping with cruel intent.
Chris grunted, withdrawing his cock from Conzi's pussy with a wet pop. He moved around to face her, his cock glistening with Conzi's juices.
"Open that fucking mouth, slut," he growled, his voice thick with lust and command.
Conzi eagerly complied, her mouth opening wide to receive his cock. She moaned as she took the head of his cock into her mouth, tasting her own arousal.
Chris grabbed a fistful of her hair, guiding her head as he pushed deeper into her throat. "That's it, you filthy little cunt," he growled. "Take my fucking cock like the whore you are."
Conzi gagged slightly as he hit the back of her throat, but she didn't back away. Instead, she relaxed her throat and took him in deeper, her nose pressing against his abdomen. She could feel him pulse in her mouth, his cock twitching as she took him deeper.
"Fuck, look at that," Lucia purred, her voice thick with lust.
"Look at that pathetic little slut, taking Chris's cock down her throat.
Erna chuckled, her hands still gripping Conzi's hair. "She's a fucking cocksleeve, that's what she is. Born to take cock down her throat while she licks and sucks our clits. Aren't you, you filthy little bitch?"
Conzi moaned around Chris's cock, her muffled words vibrating against his shaft. She could feel the plug shifting in her ass, the sensation sending waves of pleasure and discomfort through her body.
She moaned, the sound vibrating around Chris's cock. She could feel the salty taste of pre-cum in her mouth, the musky scent of her own arousal filling her nostrils.
"Fuck, look at her take that cock down her throat," Erna purred, her hands still tangled in Conzi's hair. "She's such a filthy little cocksleeve, isn't she?"
Lucia nodded, her eyes gleaming with lust as she watched Chris fuck Conzi's mouth. "She is.
She's a filthy little cocksleeve, born to be used and abused by us. To take our cocks in her mouth, in her pussy, and in her ass. Isn't that right, Chris?" Lucia purred, her eyes locked onto the sight of Conzi's mouth stretched wide around Chris's cock.
Chris groaned in response, his hips moving faster, his cock fucking Conzi's mouth with long, deep thrusts. "Fuck yes, she is. She's a fucking cockslut, born to be used.
Her mouth and pussy are wide open, waiting to serve her Mistresses," Erna hissed, her voice thick with lust. She ground her pussy against Conzi's face, her clit grazing against Conzi's nose.
"Fuck, yes. Look at that filthy little cunt, taking Chris's cock down her throat like the good little slut she is," Lucia hissed, her voice low and guttural. "Her ass is still plugged, isn't it? I can see the outline of the fucking plug through her skin.
You know what I want, don't you, Conzi?" Lucia asked, her voice thick with desire. She reached out, her fingers trailing down Conzi's spine before gripping the base of the plug.
"Yes, Mistress," Conzi whimpered, her voice muffled around Chris's cock. "I want you to fuck my ass while I suck his cock."
Lucia smirked, her eyes gleaming with cruel delight. "That's right, you filthy little slut. You want to serve your Mistresses, don't you?
You want to be used as their plaything?" Lucia taunted, her voice thick with lust and cruel intent.
"Yes, Mistress," Conzi whimpered, her body trembling with need and anticipation. She was desperate for more, desperate to please.
Lucia smiled, her fingers tightening around the base of the plug. "Then take it out, slut. Let me see that fucking hole before I stuff my cock in it."
Conzi moaned, her body shuddering with the sensation of the plug being removed. She felt empty for a moment before Lucia's fingers slid inside her, filling her once more.
She moaned around Chris's cock, her body trembling with the sensation of being filled, used, and abused.
"Look at that fucking hole," Lucia purred, her fingers exploring Conzi's ass, stretching her, preparing her for her cock. "It's so tight, so fucking eager. You want my cock in there, don't you, you filthy little slut?"
Conzi moaned her agreement, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure through Chris and Erna.
"Fuck, look at her," Erna growled, her hips bucking against Conzi's face, her body desperate for more friction, more pleasure.