Against the Wall (Fuckboy Series - Book 1) (FINISHED)

Chapter Seventeen

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

“Kitten is going to f**k you now.”

Colton groaned at her words as he slumped against his restraints. Over the last few hours he had been beaten, slapped, licked, sucked, tongue f****d, and whatever else Kitten wanted to do to him. His c**k was so sore and the only thing he wanted to do was come. He was so deep in this headspace that his mind was in a complete fog. He couldn’t think straight. The only thing he was focused on was getting off and he would do anything if she would just let him do that.

His jaw ached and he had slobber rolling down his neck because his mouth had been pried open with a ball gag stuffed in it. There was barely any feeling left in his wrists because his body was slumped against the rack and his arms were taking most of the weight. He was sore, but he perked up at the thought of her f*****g his ass. Even though he had never had a c**k or dildo in it, he’d do anything for release. Right now, whatever she wanted to do to him was fine as long as the result was him getting to come.

In Colton’s mind, he had earned it. He had quit struggling a while ago and had fully accepted every crack of the whip, every snap of the crop, and every slap of the paddle he received. He took it like he deserved it and waited for his reward like a good little boy.

“Daddy, can you take him down and bend him over the pommel horse?”

“Of course, Kitten,” Daddy replied as he got up to do her bidding.

Colton could barely stand on his own after Daddy uncuffed him. When his arms fell to his sides, he felt the circulation return slowly, the pins and needles spreading through his cold hands making them ache as badly as his c**k did. He vaguely knew what was happening as Daddy forced him forward, bending him over a pommel horse and securing him to the floor by his wrists and ankles. Daddy removed his mask and when the light hit his eyes it forced them to water as he blinked. His vision was blurry yet his eyes constantly worked to readjust to his surroundings. It was only when his gag was removed did he realize just how stiff his jaw was. He groaned in pain while he opened and closed his mouth, trying to work out the kinks.

Kitten walked around him, tracing a red welt down his back that had been caused by her whip. “Are you ready, little boy? Kitten is going to ride you like an animal.”

He groaned and nodded, knowing not to say anything. He was ready to come. He needed to come so f*****g badly that he was sick with the need he felt.

“Tell me,” she demanded. “Tell me to f**k your ass like an animal.”

Colton paused because the idea of just blurting those words out embarrassed him.

When he hesitated she reached out quickly and slapped his face, sending his head flying to the side. “I said tell me you want me to f**k your ass like an animal,” she bellowed as she took his face in her hands and forced him to look up at her.

For the first time since he arrived he could finally get a good look at Kitten. He was relieved to see that she wasn’t some little kid. Even though she looked young she had to be at least eighteen. She was beautiful, with platinum blonde hair and the biggest set of baby blue eyes he had ever seen. From where he was bent over he could tell that she was tiny. She couldn’t be over five feet tall. Her hair was pulled up into pigtails on either side of her head, falling into gigantic curls like some real life anime character. Kitten had a lacy little baby doll dress on that cut high on her thighs, but from his vantage point he got a clear shot of the frilly little girl panties she had underneath. She was probably the hottest woman he had ever laid eyes on in his life.

His mind quickly revisited a conversation he’d had with Mason a few months back about a fetish that involved adult women who acted like little girls. They were usually paired up with a man who they called Daddy. Now it made sense to him. Kitten was one of those types, which would explain why she acted all cute and giggly. It would also explain why she dressed like a little girl with frills and lace panties. She was the little girl, and the guy was her Daddy.

“Say it!” she demanded, pulling his attention from his thoughts and back to her.

Colton wet his dry lips, his voice hoarse when he spoke. “I want you to…” He trailed off and coughed, trying to clear his throat. It felt raw after having the ball gag in for so long, but he didn’t want her to think he was ignoring her so he swallowed a few times to lubricate and tried again. “I want you to f**k my ass like an animal, Mistress.”

She clapped her hands and looked over at Daddy, getting giddy by the words he used. “Daddy, did you hear him call me Mistress? Did you, huh? Huh?”

“I heard him, Kitten. Go on and finish up,” he said, motioning over to Colton, prompting her to focus.

Kitten nodded, then walked out of his line of sight, disappearing somewhere behind him. He grew nervous when he heard her fiddling with something he couldn’t see. He didn’t know if it was better with or without the mask on. At least with it on he could drown in darkness and be oblivious about what was really going on. He couldn’t tell when she was about to do something evil until she actually did it. But he kept his mouth shut, working his jaw as the tension eased up.

“Are you ready to be f****d, little boy?” Kitten walked around in front of him, showing him her strap-on c**k.

“Uhh…” His eyes widened as they rested on the huge dildo protruding from her tiny body and he shifted uncomfortably, unsure about whether he wanted to do this now. Moments ago he had been ready to do anything and everything she wanted him to just to be allowed to come. Now, not so much. Maybe he didn’t need to come that badly. He could wait until he got home, he thought as his attention pulled to the ball gag Daddy picked up off the floor.

“Not another word, boy,” he warned.

Colton snapped his mouth shut, not wanting Daddy to put the gag back in place. It had hurt too much and the ache in his jaw from the three and a half hours he had already worn it was still coursing through him.

“Are you ready to be f****d?” Kitten’s voice rumbled from behind him as her hand came down across the cheek of his ass.

He nodded, not saying anything. He was ready to get this s**t over with. Let her f**k my ass, he thought to himself. Let her f**k me until I turn blue in the face. Anything she wanted as long as the result was him getting off and then going home.

When she positioned the head of her c**k against his asshole he closed his eyes and nervously waited, not knowing what to expect. He had never had anything but the tip of a finger in his ass and he hadn’t been too excited about that at the time.

“Here it comes.” She spread the lube back and forth over his hole and then pushed forward, shoving the head of her c**k inward, forcing him open.

He howled in pain, jerking forward to get away from her but found he couldn’t move. He was secured into his position for a reason and now he knew it was so he couldn’t get away.

“Don’t you pull away from my c**k or I’ll chase you with it,” she said, using words that Daddy had said to her when he had first f****d her ass. “You take what I give because you serve me. You take it because you love it.” She pushed in more of her length and then pulled out, then shoved the c**k in again quickly so he couldn’t adjust to it not being there.

He groaned, squeezing his eyes shut as she f****d him with the full eight inches of her c**k. “Motherfucker,” he cried out, his hands balling into fists as his stomach knotted up. His c**k ached so badly that it was driving him crazy. He needed to come but couldn’t. The c**k ring was keeping him from having his pleasure.

“Do you like that?” she asked.

“Yes, Mistress!” he half screamed as she slammed the full length up into his ass, showing no mercy what-so-ever. “f**k yes!!”

As she worked his ass, he didn’t even notice that Daddy had reached under him and removed the c**k ring. The only thing he was concentrating on was controlling his ass muscles so she could drive into him deeper with each thrust. “f**k,” he moaned.

“f**k what?” She sank her teeth into his back, growling as she tore at the flesh there.

“f**k me harder, Mistress,” he begged. “f**k me until I pass out.” He had never felt this good in his life. Nothing had ever felt this great to him.

She gave him what he wanted, slamming into him over and over again, riding him without mercy until she was ready to let him come. “I want my little boy to come right now.” As she gave the order she brought her fist down into his back, punching him hard enough to make him howl in pain and pleasure.

He wasted no time complying with her order. Colton screamed out so loud it hurt his own ears as he came all over the floor underneath him. It felt as if he had unloaded buckets of come while she rode him through it, pounding the balls of her strap-on off his ass as she f****d him even harder.

“f**k!!” He gritted his teeth and clenched his jaw as she continued to ride his ass. “f**k!!”

When Kitten was finished with him she jerked her c**k out, watching his asshole gape open from all the abuse she had given it. She jabbed two fingers in, easily finding the sensitive little nub inside of him. She scratched at it with her nails and he automatically pushed back against her fingers, his c**k instantly going rock hard again.

“Does my little boy like it when Kitten makes him feel good?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

She reached under him and stroked his balls, giving them a rough squeeze before letting them drop. “Good,” she said as she stood, pulling her hands back away from him.

He whined, missing her touch already. He was still hazy from the hard come he’d had but he was more than willing to go for round two if she wanted it. He watched as Kitten quickly got naked, baring her body to his hungry eyes. He wanted to touch her, to taste her, to f**k her like she had f****d him, but he knew this wasn’t about his pleasure. It was about hers.

“Turn him over, Daddy,” Kitten demanded as she tossed her dress and panties to the side. She ran a hand down her body until her fingers were between her legs, dragging along her wet slit. Kitten moaned and shoved her fingers up inside of herself, watching as Daddy uncuffed Colton from the ground and shifted his position, turning him around and arching him backwards over the pommel horse before securing him to the ground once again.

Colton watched her from his position, his top half almost turned upside down with his body bent in half. He licked his lips, his eyes focused on her fingers as they moved in and out of her soaked little hole. He wanted to beg her to come closer so he could shove his tongue up inside of her and taste her sweet juices.

Instead Kitten moved to the other side of the pommel horse, and with the help of Daddy she climbed on it, then sunk down onto his stiff c**k. Her cries of pleasure mixed with his groans of ecstasy when he filled her up. Even though she wanted to buck around like a wild animal, she controlled herself and her movements.

Her nails dug into his flesh as she ground down on him, her ass slapping against his thighs as she bounced around. Kitten leaned forward, using her thigh muscles to hold her body on top of his as she latched onto his n****e, sucking it into her mouth while circling her hips, driving him mad to the point that he wanted to break free of his restraints, bend her over the pommel horse, and f**k the s**t out of her.

Kitten sat back up and slammed her body down on his, riding him harder and harder, faster and faster. Her eyes found Daddy, watching as he pulled at his own c**k, jerking off at the sight of his Kitten riding a rented w***e. She licked her lips and squeezed her t**s, showing off for him as she pounded herself down on Colton. Her need built inside of her, driving her to the edge until it was too much for her to hold back any longer.

“f**k, DADDY!” she screamed as she came, her entire body jerking and shaking all over Colton.

Colton grit his teeth as her tight p***y clenched his c**k. He felt his back crack from all her romping around and for a moment he thought she had broken it. At this moment he didn’t care. He was so exhausted, but he wanted to come so badly after the way she had milked his c**k. He wanted her to keep f*****g him until he sprayed her insides white.

Kitten climbed off of him before he could find his own release, smiling at the way he whimpered, his eyes pleading with her to allow him to come for her. “Not yet, little boy,” she purred as she hopped down and walked around to the front of him. “Now Daddy’s going to f**k your tight little asshole.”

Before he could put up a fight she giggled and straddled his face, pressing her soaked p***y against his mouth and forcing him to lap up all her wetness. He tried to say no to Daddy f*****g him but as her juices filled his mouth, he had very few options. He felt the guy between his legs and he struggled to get his mouth free to say something but she held his head straight and kept riding it.

Colton’s asshole had already been stretched so it was easy for Daddy to push his thick c**k up inside of him. He groaned, noticing how his body responded to the real c**k. Daddy’s c**k was a lot more forgiving than the strap-on Kitten had worn and it slid in and out of him easily until its huge length was completely embedded in his ass.

The room was filled with the sound of Daddy’s grunts and his balls slapping against his ass. He moaned and slurped up Kitten’s juices, swirling his tongue all over her p***y before shoving it inside her. He was completely overwhelmed by everything going on around him that he drowned in what the two of them were doing to him.

After a few minutes he forgot that Daddy had his c**k in his ass, f*****g him balls deep as he ate the p***y of his wife. He concentrated more on not choking to death and drowning as he fell into the overwhelming pleasure he felt. He let go, coming so hard his body felt like it was breaking in half.

Daddy came in his ass, filling him with hot stickiness as Kitten came in his mouth. The feel of come in his ass pushed him over the edge and he let go again, his body shuddering with his release as he cried out, drowning and inhaling Kitten’s juices as she ground herself against him, forcing him to clean up her sloppy p***y. He was truly spent and there was nothing he could do but lay there and take whatever else they had in store for him.

“That was so great, Daddy,” Kitten purred as she slid off Colton’s face and walked over to Daddy as he pulled himself out of Colton’s ass. She knelt down in front of him and took his c**k into her mouth, cleaning all his come and Colton’s ass juice off as she sucked him clean. “Are we allowed to be done?” she asked before getting up.

“Yes, Kitten, we can be done.”

Thank the Gods, Colton thought to himself, trying to ignore the fact that he had just gotten his ass f****d by a dude.

“Go to bed, Daddy. I’ll take care of the little one.”

Daddy stood and kissed her, walking toward the door before looking back over his shoulder at the two of them. “If he gives you any trouble, shoot him.”

Colton swallowed hard as he felt his blood turn to ice. He didn’t know if Daddy was serious, but he didn’t want to find out either.

Kitten giggled as she uncuffed Colton from the floor and helped him up. “Come with me, little boy.”

It was hard for him to walk and he ended up stumbling along beside her, using her to hold himself up until he got to the wall. She escorted him through the condo, back to the room he had originally been shown to and helped him into the bathroom.

“You can clean up and go when you’re ready. You were wonderful by the way.” Kitten leaned down and kissed him. “See you later. I hope there’s a next time.” She pulled the door closed behind her and left him there alone.

When he was sure she was gone he sat down on the bathroom floor and hung his head, scrubbing his hands over his face. “f**k,” he mumbled as he sat forward. His body ached in places he never knew existed. He felt as if he’d been beaten up, but he was so sexually satisfied that he felt wonderful yet exhausted at the same time.

Colton didn’t want to move, but he dragged himself up and took a hot shower. He shivered when the hot water ran down over his flesh, kissing the welts on his back. Instead of feeling the ache that came along with the stinging sensation, his groin tightened again in excitement.

He had practically been raped by Daddy and Kitten and he had loved every second of it. He was sick, he thought to himself as he quickly showered and got dressed. When he pulled his t-shirt over his head he felt the material irritating his skin again. This time, it made his c**k jerk with need.

He sat on the edge of the sofa, getting his shoes on, wondering what the f**k had just happened to him. He was completely spent, both physically and emotionally, but it had been the best f**k of his life. How could he be so torn between feeling like a victim and wanting more?

Colton quickly collected all the items he’d hidden around the room and then let himself out. As he rode the elevator down he silently hoped they’d contact him again. He wanted to do this entire night all over from the beginning. He realized that at first he had been scared, but after a few hours he had relaxed into the scene and let it play out, taking part because he had to. Toward the end he had actively participated, needing it just as badly as the two of them.

A while later as he stepped onto the train he smiled at his reflection in the windows. He thought he would feel violated after the night was over, but he didn’t. He thought he would feel like a queer, but he didn’t. He thought he would hate himself, but actually, he realized that in a way, by going there tonight, he had found himself.