Elena's eyes squeezed shut, a soft moan escaping her lips. She felt like a leaf in the wind, unable to resist the storm of sensation that washed over her. She had never been touched like this, never felt such raw, primal desire. It was as if she was coming alive under their hands, every nerve ending singing with pleasure.
Then Damien's voice, low and commanding, broke through the haze. "Look at me, Elena," he said, and she did, her eyes meeting his gaze. The question hung in the air, a silent challenge that seemed to vibrate through her very bones. "Do you like this?"
Elena nodded, her voice barely a whisper. "Yes," she breathed, and he rewarded her with a smug smile. His grip on her hips tightened, his cock pressing against her. "Good girl," he murmured. "Now tell me, do you want to belong to me?"
Her heart raced even faster at the question. Belong to him? The very idea was both terrifying and thrilling. Yet, as Lilah's and Taslah's hands roamed over her body, and their lips and tongues worshipped her, she knew she didn't want it to end. She nodded again, her voice stronger this time. "Yes, I do."
Damien's smile grew into a wolfish grin. "Very well, then. You shall be mine to do with as I please. And these two will be your instructors, showing you the art of submission and pleasure. They will prepare you for me—and by the time they're done, you'll be begging for my cock inside you."
Elena's eyes went wide with a mix of fear and excitement. She had never been talked to in such a way, but the words resonated deep within her, stirring something dangerous and needy. She felt her walls slipping away, the last remnants of her shyness giving way to a desperate craving.
Taslah leaned in closer, her breath warm against Elena's ear. "You're going to love it, Elena. We'll show you things you've never even imagined," she whispered, her hand sliding down to cup Elena's pussy, her fingers sliding into her vagina as elena closed her eyes tightly from pain.
Damien's hand slid to the back of Lilah's head, pushing her down to Elena's breasts. "Show her how much you want her, Lilah. Make her beg for it."
Lilah's mouth closed over Elena's nipple, her tongue flicking and teasing as Elena's moans grew louder. Her teeth grazed the sensitive skin, and Elena's eyes rolled back in her head. The pleasure was so intense, she could hardly think straight.
Taslah's fingers continued to explore her, pushing deeper inside her, stretching her tightness. The feeling was overwhelming, a mix of pain and pleasure that had her toes curling and her hips bucking. She had never felt so open, so exposed.
"Not too deep, Tash," Lilah's voice was a warning, her eyes still locked with Elena's. "We don't want to break our new toy before Damien's had a chance to play, do we?"
Elena's eyes widened with fear at the thought of being used and discarded, but the pleasure was too intense to resist. She bit her lip, trying to stifle the whimpers that escaped her as Lilah's teeth closed around her nipple.
Damien's hand slid down her body, his fingertips tracing the line of her spine before coming to rest on her ass. He gave a firm squeeze, his grip tightening as he felt her body tense. "You're going to be a good little slut, aren't you?" he whispered, the words a dark promise in her ear.
Elena's eyes widened, and she gasped as Lilah's mouth moved down her body, her tongue swirling around her belly button. She had never heard such language, but the way it rolled off his tongue made her quiver with lust. She felt a thrill of fear mingled with excitement as she realized she had no idea what she was getting herself into.
Taslah's fingers slowed their rhythm, leaving Elena's body trembling on the edge of release. Then, without warning, both girls pulled away, their eyes gleaming with excitement. Elena felt the cool air kiss her wetness, the absence of their touch making her ache even more.
"You're so responsive, Elena. I can't wait to hear those sweet sounds when my cock is buried inside you," Damien said, his voice a purr.
Elena's eyes shot open, her cheeks flaming with a mix of arousal and embarrassment. She had never spoken so candidly about sex before, let alone had it done to her so openly. She looked down at her own nakedness, feeling more exposed than ever before.
But before she could do anything more, Damien got in-between her legs, his eyes locked onto hers with a fierce possessiveness. He leaned in, his breath hot against her skin, and whispered, "You're mine now, Elena. Every inch of you."
Her eyes fell to his hand, which had wrapped around his erection. He was massive, the veins standing out against his tanned skin. The sight was both terrifying and exhilarating.
"Ever touched one before, Elena?" Damien's voice was a low growl as he held his cock out to her, the tip glistening with pre-cum. Her heart was racing, and she felt a rush of heat to her cheeks. She had never been so close to a man in such an intimate way, let alone touched one so boldly.
"No," she replied, her voice barely a whisper. She was trembling with a mix of fear and excitement.
Damien chuckled, a low, dark sound that seemed to resonate in her very core. He took her trembling hands and wrapped them around his shaft, guiding her fingers to feel his hardness. "You're going to learn, Elena. You're going to learn what it feels like to have a real man inside you," he said, his voice a seductive growl.
Her palms were sticky with sweat, but she couldn't bring herself to let go. His cock was warm and pulsing, a living, demanding presence in her hands. She felt a strange thrill at the thought of pleasing him, of being the one to make him come.
But as she stared down at him, the reality of what was happening crashed down on her. "It's... It's so big," she stuttered, her eyes wide with fear. "How... how will it fit?"