Chapter 3: Rising Action
The dungeon walls seemed to close in around Scott, the dimly lit chamber feeling even more oppressive than before. He was chained over a whipping stool, shivering with a cold sweat, naked save an electric butt plug which was left in him. Shauna approached him slowly, a predator admiring her prey, her eyes filled with a wicked satisfaction.
"Feeling overwhelmed, darling?" she purred, tracing a finger along the line of his jaw. He flinched away from her touch, but she only smiled wider, as she turned off the plug and pulled it out.
He gasped, his breathing heavy, as she dangled it in front of him.
"I know your dear little ass is hurting from that plug, and I'm sure you're aching for a release," she taunted, her voice dripping with malice.
Scott stared at her and tried not to give her any satisfaction but she wasn't wrong, though; the pain in his ass was matched only by the throbbing ache in his cock.
A shudder passed through him as Shauna gave him a cruel smile. As she stood there with her hands on her hips, showered and cleaned up. She wore stiletto thigh high heels, black leather thong and bra. She looked magnificent.
"Well, sweetheart?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. "Are you ready to beg?"
He swallowed hard,found himself shaking with a mix of frustration and desire. "Please... please release me," he stammered, knowing full well what he was asking for. His helplessness was evident, and it was intoxicating for Shauna.
She watched as he struggled against his restraints, but it was futile. He was her plaything, and she would do with him as she pleased.
"Please release me," he repeated, his voice strained, filled with defeat. But Shauna didn't want defeat; she wanted desperation. Her eyes narrowed as she grabbed his hair and jerked his head back. With her other hand, she wrapped her fingers around his jaw and forced him to look at her.
"You will beg," she said, her voice low and commanding.
"But not yet."
Her grip on his hair tightened, and Scott hissed at the slight sting of pain as she pulled his head back further.
"You're my pet, my plaything," she continued, her mouth quirking up in a sly smile. "And if you want my mercy, you will beg for it, scream for it, cry for it." Shauna's tone was wicked as she twisted Scott's ears tightly in her hand, pulling his head back. She smiled, amused by the fear clouding his beautiful green eyes. Leaning in, her breath tickling his cheek, she whispered, "You are my slave, remember that." Scott couldn't help but moan at the touch of her warm hands against his flesh. Just as he thought things couldn't get any more intense, the door to the dungeon burst open, and Alex and John strode in, completely naked.
Scott's eyes widened as he took in their muscular forms, his gaze lingering on their impressive cocks. Shauna chuckled, her grip on his ears tightening.
"Looks like our little slave is excited," she taunted, her voice dripping with amusement. "But don't worry, darling. Alex and John are here to take care of you."
With that, the two men approached Scott, their cocks bouncing with each step. Alex reached for the shackles around Scott's wrists, his touch surprisingly gentle as he unfastened them. John, on the other hand, went straight for Scott's ankles, unshackling him from the floor which held him draped over the spanking bench for hours.
Scott's legs trembled as the blood flowed back into them. Alex helped him off the bench and guided him towards the cold, stone floor. John stood over him, his huge cock pointing directly at Scott's face.
John and Alex grab Scott under his arms and led him to an empty area on the floor. Both men worked skillfully and quickly to hogtie Scott on his knees. Both wrist were tied to both his ankles. His body jerked as he tried to move, but it was futile. He was helpless.
His mind was swirling with so many emotions, and it was then that Shauna made her move.
"I think it's time you learn to appreciate what you have, my dear husband." Shauna said as she grabbed Scott's chin and forced him to look at her.
The sound of Shauna's voice brought Scott back to reality, and he tried to pull away, but she held his face firmly in place.
"Alex, John, help me teach our slave a lesson." Shauna commanded as she released Scott's face and stepped back.
In an instant, Alex and John were on either side of Scott, their cocks pointing directly at his face.
Without warning, Shauna grabbed Alex's cock and slapped Scott's face with it, the sensation of the hard flesh against his skin making him gasp in surprise.
Alex chuckled, gripping his cock in his hand and rubbing the tip against Scott's lips, leaving a trail of precum behind. John leaned in closer, positioning himself so that Scott could suck him off as well. Shauna smirked, watching her husband struggle to service both bodybuilders at once.
"That's right, cucky. Lick those cocks and remember your place," Shauna taunted, her voice dripping with malice.
Scott, even in his desperate state, couldn't help but notice the massive size of the cocks presented before him. He felt so humiliated. Crusty dried cum coated parts of his face, and blood had dried on his back where he could still feel every lash. He was exhausted but Shauna did not care.
He opened his mouth trying to comply to Shauna's demands, and a soft moan escaped from Alex's lips as his cock slid into Scott's mouth. Meanwhile, John rubbed his cock head against Scott's cheek, urging him to switch his attention to him.
As Scott serviced one, Alex would hold Scott's head still, and then force his cock deeper into Scott's mouth. While the other switched places and tormented his other wet cheeks with the head of their gargantuan cocks.
Alex held Scott’s head firmly, pushing deeper until the tip of his shaft hit the back of Scott’s throat.
Scott gagged, his eyes widening in panic as he tried to breathe through his nose.
John gripped Scott’s hair tightly, pulling him off Alex’s cock just as he started to choke.
The two men shared a wicked grin as they took turns face-fucking Scott, never giving him a moment to catch his breath.
Saliva dripped from his lips and chin, mingling with the sweat that slicked his entire body.
“You like that, don’t you, faggot?” Shauna taunted as she watched her husband struggle to service both men.
Scott couldn’t respond, his throat being destroyed by the onslaught of their cocks.
With every forceful thrust from Alex and John, Scott choked and sputtered, trying to suck in breaths when he could.
Shauna stood above them, her arms folded across her chest, a pleased smile gracing her lips. The power she felt in this moment was intoxicating.
"You're not getting any release until I approve it," she said, her tone sharp as she watched her husband endure the cock worship.
Scott's willful attitude suddenly melted away at the sound of his wife's voice.
He whimpered around John's cock as if to plead for mercy, but Shauna was now in full control.
She strode towards the duo, her heels clicking authoritatively against the cold, stone floor. Her eyes never left Scott's as she approached them, before stopping short of their circle. Her thigh-high boots accentuated every step she took.
"Now, now, Scott," she cooed.
"No need to act so shocked. You and I both know that you like it when I push you to your limits. I can see how hard you are already, my dear."
Scott tried to hide the evidence of his arousal, but it was fruitless. His breath was heavy as he struggled against the restraints.
He couldn't help but look towards Shauna as Alex and John continued their relentless face-fucking. Her eyes were locked on him, a cruel smile playing on her lips as she watched him writhe beneath the enormous cocks of the two men. The sight of her smiling so cruelly made something in him snap, and he began to suck and lick with a renewed energy, his mind focused on pleasing her, even if it meant being degraded by the cock worship.
"Good boy." Shauna praised as she stepped closer to Scott, her body casting a long shadow over him.
“You are such a good Faggot” She whispered into his ear, before gently biting down on his earlobe.
He moaned around John's cock, as her hands found their way to his chest, her fingers tracing his hard nipples causing him to arch into her touch.
The two men in front of him growled in approval, as if they took turns marking their territory as they thrust their cocks deeper down his throat.
Scott closed his eyes, trying to drown out the pain that accompanied the pleasurable sensations.
The alternating cocks in his mouth were massive and rough, not caring about how he gagged or nearly choked, they plunged in and out with a brutal ferocity.
"Ugh. You freaking love this, don't you? Having two cocks take turn raping your mouth, makes you feel like a cunt, doesn't it?" Shauna sneered, running her fingers through his hair.
Scott floated in a haze of helplessness and pain, but he knew Shauna was pushing him harder than she ever had. He thought to himself. “How far will she go?” Scott thought, still choking one cock after the other as Alex and John resumed their brutal face-fucking.
The two men smirked at each other as they heard Scott’s muffled whimpers and moans, spurring them to thrust their cocks deeper down his throat. Their shafts glistened with Scott’s spit, while the sweet tang of his saliva mixed with their precum on his face.
Shauna watched in amusement, her leather lingerie, body shuddering with excitement at the display of raw power before her.
John thrust deep into Scott's mouth, his balls slapping against Scott's chin as he grunted in pleasure. With a triumphant roar, John released a stream of hot, sticky cum down Scott's throat.
Shauna stepped closer, a cruel smile on her lips as she reached out to stroke John's heaving chest. "Very good, my pet," she purred, her eyes locked on Scott's face. "Now, it's Alex's turn."
Without hesitation, Alex stepped forward and pushed his own cock into Scott's waiting mouth. Shauna watched, her eyes dark with lust, as Alex began to thrust in and out, fucking Scott's mouth with abandon.
Scott's eyes were glazed over, and saliva dripped from his mouth as he struggled to keep up with the onslaught of Alex's cock. The taste of precum was strong as Alex grunted, his thrusts becoming more forceful.
Shauna nodded in approval as John stepped forward, his cock already hard again. She whispered something in his ear, and John smirked, nodding in agreement.
He ran a rough fingernail down Scott's sculpted jawline, causing Scott to shudder in anticipation. "Your wife is such a cruel woman, isn't she?" John growled, his eyes staring into Scott's scared eyes.
He managed to swallow all of him, feeling the shaft pulsating and pumping deep in his throat.
Alex held his cock deep down Scott’s throat. Scott could not breathe. Alex, John and Shauna watched Scott’s eyes as panic ensued.
Alex pushed his cock deeper. His balls pressed against Scott’s chin.
“Show him who is in charge” Shauna said to Alex. “Show him who owns his breath!”
Scott eyes showed the panic as his body was running out of oxygen.
He tried to breathe, but his efforts were futile. He felt himself slipping away into the abyss of unconsciousness.
Shauna smirked as the veins bulging in Scott’s neck as he struggled for air.
“Good job, my boy,” she cooed, running a hand across Alex’s chest. “You’re really stepping it up.”
Scott's hands shook as he in the restraints, trying to stay conscious, but his strength waned with each second that passed.
The dungeon walls seemed to close in around Scott, the dimly lit chamber went dark. Shauna approached him slowly, a predator admiring her prey, her eyes filled with a wicked satisfaction as her husband lay hogtied on the floor.