Chapter 118
Alyssa
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I can’t believe this. I’m draped over Mason’s lap, my ass bared and stinging as King flogs me, while Niko brushes his fingers lightly up and down my back. I’ve never been this scared and arousel with them before. Maybe because I never expected them to actually spank me.
Even with my safe word perched on the tip of my tongue, ready to end this all, I don’t stop them. Instead, I count each strike of the flogger, gripping onto the steady rhythm to keep myself grounded.”
King moves with deliberate control, his strokes confident and precise, alternating between my cheeks. Each hit is delivered. with escalating intensity, forcing me to toe the delicious line between pain and pleasure. The next strike shatters through me, a bolt of heat that sizzles across my skin and settles like molten lava between my legs. I can tell my body doesn’t know whether to resist it or chase this sensation.)
“Twelve.” I whimper, my legs shaking and sweat slicking my skin. I’m about to come, Daddy,”
The flogger disappears, and the edge of release slips through my grasp like smoke. I bury my face in the couch, stifling a groan of frustration.
C’mon, Alyssa. We can do this, I coach myself.
Suddenly, I hear the sound of a speaker coming to life. I look up ust in time to see Niko, grinning with his phone in hand. “How bout a little music? You look like you need to relax.”
He’s naked, his cock standing at attention. He scrolls through his playlists like we’re lounging at the beach or some shit. The opening beat of “Closer” by Nine Inch Nails pounds through the room. This is definitely not the kind of music I expected him to listen to. 1 was thinking more like…Forest Blakk Maybe Eminem?
I snort, unable to stop the sound. “How old are you, grandpa?”
Niko pours three shots of whiskey, his eyes trained on me with a lazy smirk. “Says the one who’s seconds away from begging for my cock”
I open my mouth to fire back, but the words die on my tongue because, dammit, he’s not wrong. I would beg–any of them Even if they listen to bands from before their time.
Niko hands a glass to King and another to Mason before tossing back his own. When all their attention swivels back to me, my stomach tightens with dread.
“Fuck,” Niko groans, his fingers brushing over my ass. I hiss at the contact. “It’s really gonna be raw by the time you’re done with her, Daddy. Glad it’s not me.”
“You’re right,” King mutters dryly, his voice laced in amusement Yours is later.”
“Fuck,” Niko mutters, remembering the punishment he earned earlier.
I almost laugh at the banter, if not for the reality that I’m the one being punished right now.
“Ready to keep going, kitten?” King asks finally,
Yes, Daddy,” I breathe, shivering with need.
The air seems to thicken, stretching the silence before the flogger cracks against my ass. My muscles clench involuntarily. waiting–dreading–craving the next one.
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Ahh fuck. That hurts, I get out through clenched teeth
Nah. it’s supposed to tickle, Niko quips, clearly entertained.
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1 lift my head just enough to glare at him, but the moment is short–lived. Another strike connects, streaks of fire licking across my skin. I really can’t tell if I want to escape the burn or für king crown in it.
“Count, Alyssa.” King commands softly, though his tone leaves no room for disobedience, “One more slip–up, and we’re starting over.”
No fucking way.
“Thirteen. Fourteen. I rush out. My heart’s racing, pounding like I’m running a goddamn marathon.
King’s strikes continue, the force building in waves as 1 groggily count them. Burying my face into the cushion, I release an uncontrollable mix of moans, whimpers, and curses. The next he feels sharper, slicing through my haze.
“Twenty-one!” I shout, my voice cracking. My body trembles violently, the pressure in my core building to unbearable levels. T–I’m about to come.”
King steps back immediately, his rough palms soothing the fiery welts likely already forming. “Such a good fucking girl letting us punish you like this,” he praises, his voice gravelly. “We’re almost halfway there.”
I pant, desperate to focus, but my pussy throbs like it has its own heartbeat. Mason’s cock presses against me, the cold steel of his piercing grazing my clit, just enough to tease 1 shift, trying to grind against it, but his hands clamp down on my hips.
whimper in frustration.
Ugh, it’s like they’re trying to kill me.
“Shh. You’re doing so well, baby,” Niko murmurs near my earlobe, his breath hot against my skin. He sucks my earlobe into his mouth, dragging a loud moan from me
“Enough,” King growls. “Want a turn, slut?”
Niko’s head snaps up like a dog hearing the word “walk“. He’s on his feet in an instant, his grin wide and eager. “Hell yeah. I thought you’d never ask.”
There’s no way his hits are worse than King’s right?
I don’t have time to think about it because Niko’s voice pulls me back. “Ready, baby?”
I nod, biting down on my lip hard as the flogger cracks against me. “Twenty–two!” I nearly sob, the pain sharp and biting.
It doesn’t hurt more, not exactly–it’s the pause between sets that amplifies everything, the sting sinking deeper into my raw skin.
At this point, I think even blowing on it would fucking hurt.
“Fuck, are you okay?” Niko asks, concern suddenly threading his voice.
“She’s fine,” King cuts in calmly. “She’ll use her safe word when it too much, won’t you, kitten?”
I nod weakly, my voice caught in my throat.
Niko exhales in relief, the tension in him fading before delivering the next set. The strikes fall in rapid succession across both checks.
A sharp moan escapes me. Twenty–three, twenty–four!”
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Niko’s voice deepens, his tone shifting into something more do inant. “What lesson are we teaching you right now, sweet
dominant. girl
The question catches me off guard, and my answer is muffled by the cushion.
“We couldn’t hear you, kitten, King tugs on my ponytail, forcing me to meet his piercing gaze. “What are we teaching you?”
“T–To trust you guys,” I stammer. “And not make reckless decisions.”
Niko delivers another strike, the impact sending shockwaves through me. “Good girl. And what are we doing tomorrow?”
I blink, dazed, struggling to focus as the flogger snaps again. “Un the lawyer?”
“And?” Niko presses, frustration lacing his tone. “A doctor’s appointment. You’re taking care of yourself and our baby, understand? My hair’s seriously gonna start falling out if you don’t. Is that what you want, baby? For me to have a fucking bald spot?”
I snort at the ridiculous image: Niko losing his mind over a bald spot. But all too quickly, my laugh morphs into a whimper as another strike lands.
“No. Sir.” I gasp. “T–I’ll do better. I promise.”
I’m still scared of getting attached to this baby for more than one reason I’d like to think about right now, but if seeing a doctor will ease their minds, I’ll
“Good girl. That’s what we like to hear,” King praises. “Where are we?”
“Twenty–seven.”
Niko starts again, delivering six more fast strokes, three on each cheek. They vary–some light, some heavy–keeping me on edge and making it impossible to predict the next one.
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1 moan out each number, writhing desperately against Mason’s lap as my toes curl. Sweat trickles between my shoulder. blades, and I sink deeper into the couch, fighting to catch my breath.
“We’re not done yet, King says, his voice cutting through the haze. “Don’t tap out on us yet, kitten.”
His palm presses firmly against my lower back, grounding me. Iurch into it, craving more of his touch.
“Aww, does our
ir pretty girl need to come?” he croons, cruel and sweet all at once, somehow making my pussy ache even
more.
Yes. But is he going to let me?
Hell no.
“I’m okay.” I manage, my voice barely audible over the heavy breathing of both me and the extremely horny men in the
TOOL
“I’m not too sure about that. Her pussy’s drowning my goddamn lap,” Mason groans
His cock. his lap. probably the chair beneath us.
Honestly, I didn’t even think it was possible to be this wet, yet here we are.
Niko crouches beside me, kissing me softly. I taste the whiskey on his lips as he murmurs, “Just a little more, then you can come on Mace’s cock, okay?”
I know we’re still far from that, but the promise of an orgasm is enough to keep me hanging on.
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“Ready, kitten?” King asks, lus voice softer this time, but no less commanding
“Yes” I reply with conviction, though my vagina strongly disagrees with that.
Fifteen more. I can take it
I’ve been through hell today, but this this is different. This isn’t just a punishment; it’s something I need…what we need. And I don’t plan on tapping out until I’ve taken every single strike, felt every burn, proven myself to them. To me.
Oh, and also earned my orgasm.
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