What I am beginning to realize, right now, is that if it is Logan and Adam then this is my chance to have what I assume will be mind-blowing sex with them. If it’s not, then cooperating could save my life. I take deep breaths to keep myself from letting the panic slip in.
I sigh when I feel both of them pressing against me as they softly kiss my neck. The soft kisses turn into gentle bites. Eventually, their hands start roaming my body to caress my breasts, my ass, and finally my pussy. The man standing in front of me drags his fingers across my clit and I whimper. I am dripping again, and he seems to like this. He immediately moves my feet apart slightly before pushing two thick fingers inside of me.
“Oh, dear God,” I moan when he curls his fingers inside of me and my legs nearly buckle.
The man behind me presses his cock against my hands and I immediately wrap my hands around him. This allows me to keep a firm grip on his deliciously massive cock as he fucks my hand. From his groans alone, I can tell it is Logan. I don’t dare say that because I fear that they will stop if I show that I know who they are.
“Fuck,” I pant as my legs tremble at his touch. When they both stop, I whine and both men let out a dark chuckle. “I’ve officially lost my goddamn mind.”
Hands on my waist pull me until my legs are pressing against the bed and I can tell that I’m standing between the legs of someone who is sitting on my bed. They are definitely about to fuck me. I won’t ask for it, but I’m sure as fuck not saying no. If they want to have their little fantasy of assaulting me, they can have it. Let’s just hope they have a fantasy of forcing me to come.
He grabs the backs of my thighs and lifts me into his lap. He doesn’t fill me immediately but feel him pressing against me. It is like they are giving me time to say no. When he slowly lowers me onto his cock I stretch around him. When he bottoms out, I make a noise that is a combination of a groan and grunt as he presses into me harder and makes me whimper.
He lies back and brings me down to his chest. I’m confused about why he is still stationary until I hear the bottle of lube. A fear bubbles up inside of me that I’m not quite prepared for. “Wait, wait, wait,” I say as I start to try and wiggle free.
“Shhh,” says the one with his cock buried in my pussy. All of the fear melts away whenever he starts to move. He fucks me slowly and it allows the other to slip lube-coated fingers in my ass. Their movements remain slow, but they push deep. I slowly start to relax again so they both stop. The fingers are replaced with the head of a cock, and I involuntarily move my hips back to push just the tip into my ass. This triggers him into filling my ass. As he fills me, he stretches me just like the other did.
“Fuckfuckfuck,” I moan. At this point, I truly don’t give a fuck who it is that is balls deep inside of me as long as they don’t stop. They are steadily increasing their pace until the one inside of myass pulls me up, so I am leaning against his chest. I laid my head back on his shoulder. All of my suspicions are instantly confirmed when I hear that rose toy come to life.
All of the muscles suddenly tense when they press the toy against my clit, and it ravenously sucks me. They are both ruthlessly pounding into me, and I can’t force a single sound out of me because that damn toy has stolen my ability to do anything. I can’t speak or think as my body convulses through the build of an explosive orgasm.
My body feels like it’s on fire as I pant, both men are moaning as they continue to surge into me. “God, that’s good. Oh my God. Oh my God. I’m gonna come. Fuck… oh fuck. Please, harder. Fuck. Please,” I whimper helplessly. The one in my ass covers my mouth and pinches my nose closed, and they instantly become frenzied as they fuck me like they’re trying to cause damage. All this does is throw me into my orgasm. I can’t take a breath, it burns its way through my body slowly. Something bigger is building inside of me before the first one starts to fade. They are groaning with each thrust, keeping me stuck in the peak of my orgasm.
The man balls deep in my properly abused cunt reaches up and pinches and pulls at my nipple as the man stealing my oxygen, keeps my mouth covered, but allows me to breathe through my nose. The sudden rush of oxygen set off an explosion in my belly and I suddenly tense as I’m thrown back into an orgasm. This time, the pressure is so intense that when it finally releases, it forces my arousal to flood out of me. They continue to fuck me as I comeonly to be dragged into it themselves. They moan and cry out their pleasures as they pump me full of their come.
When the toy is taken off of my overly sensitive clit and then they pull out of me, I fall into a disassociation. My body is so exhausted that I can’t open my eyes when the blindfold is taken off me. I can tell that they are cleaning me, but I quickly fall asleep.
I wake up and my entire body is sore. Right away I can tell that I am dressed and under my covers. I don’t remember anything once they nearly killed me with an orgasm. I look at my wrists and there are red marks from the zip ties.
I sit up and groan at how I ache as I sit on the edge of my bed. It takes me a second but eventually, I get up. The only time my cats pay attention to me is when they want food, so they rub against my leg and meow at me, demanding to be fed.
“Yeah, yeah. I hear you,” I say. “You guys would suck as a guard dog. Just let someone break in here and have their way with me while you were probably asleep somewhere.”
I stand up and get dressed for the day before I make my way to the kitchen. I contemplate how long they stayed after I passed out while I pull my hair into a bun. Normally, I would go out and get iced coffee, but I don’t feel like it, so I get on my phone and order it through DoorDash. It’s more expensive this way, but I will happily pay the delivery and tip just to not have to do anything.
I go on my front porch with my tablet and phone so I can enjoy the fresh air. I set my stuff down before walking down to my mailbox.
“Morning, neighbor,” I hear Logan say happily behind me. I gasp and jump away from him suddenly and he chuckles.
“Christ, Logan,” I pant.
“You’re so jumpy. You okay?” he asks as he checks his mail.
“Uhm… I’m fine,” I say. I’m starting to question who was in my house last night. Could he act this nonchalant after what he did to me last night? Maybe it wasn’t actually him. I shake myself out of my thoughts when I realize that I’m staring at him.
“Are you okay, Ally?” he asks, raising an eyebrow at me. A panic washes over me as I start to further doubt who I let do that to me. I was happy to consent. I thought it was them, but what if it wasn’t? What if that ignorance of who was in my house is what saved me because I didn’t fight?
“I’m fine,” I say again. I’m saved by the DoorDash driver, pulling into my driveway.
“Hey,” he says grabbing my arm. “We are here if you need anything, Ally. You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”
“Uhm… okay,” I say as I pull away. For a fraction of a second, a smile flashes across his face. I see it for just long enough to realize that he’s intentionally trying to scare me. This brings a calm over me again as I get my coffee and breakfast from the driver, so he doesn’t have to get out. As I walk up to sit down, Adam waves at me from their porch.
“Morning,” he says happily. I force a small smile before sitting down on my patio couch. I try not to do it, but I land anyway to see that they are both sitting on their porch as well.
Basically, everyone at work will not like the fact that I’m going into the office today, but I need to do something to get my mind off of what happened. I was consenting, even though I was restrained. I never wanted them to stop, nor did I ever ask them to. In fact, the hesitance I showed was met with compassion. I can’t get mad now if I find out that it was not someone I expected it to be. Although to play devil's advocate for that thought, I don’t actually know if they would’ve continued. I’m just assuming. They very well could have been there just to scare me, but that’s still breaking and entering.
I hyper-focus all day on my drawing. I only get up to eat once and use the restroom. It was a good day for my sketches, and I made a lot of progress today. I make myself dinner and eat it on the front porch as I continue drawing. It’s the only thing that’s keeping my mind off of things, so I work late into the night before I finally decide to go to bed.