No Man's Land
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marysuevirusTitle: No Man's Land
Chapter Seven: Surrender
Fandom: the Marvel Universe
Rating: 18 and up
Warnings: graphic sex and violence, language, incest and anything else i can toss in.
Disclaimer: the recognizable characters and places contained herein are the property of Marvel and whoever the hell else owns them. i'm merely borrowing them for the sake of entertainment. no money is being made from this venture. the Sues are the sole property of their originators, Ginevra, Dazzledfirestar, Nanaea, SilverFoxChan, Samuraiter and ladydeathfaerie. the concept and title of The Mary Sue Virus are used with permission from Dazzledfirestar. plot bunny cultivating is being done with Daz.
Author's Notes: no violence this time around. but lots of really yummy tortuous sex... have something cold ready. just sayin'
No Man's Land - the Index
In a single, impressive move, Barton shoved himself deep and dragged Haley closer to his body. Despite Dare's prep work, Haley barked out a cry of pain as he buried himself to the hilt. The thrust bounced her tits enticingly and Dare found her mouth watering for the chance to suck on them. Her gaze shifted from Haley's face, caught in a mask of both pain and excitement, to the archer's, set into lines of deep concentration. The set of his jaw suggested that he found Haley's ass tight and enjoyable.
"By the gods, you look hot," Dare whispered. Absently, as if she wasn't aware of what she was doing, she climbed up on the bed and moved to settle behind their toy. His skin was warm and slick with sweat, the hair at the nape of his neck and around his ears dark with moisture. She leaned against him, pressed her breasts into his back, and licked beads of the salty liquid from his throat. "If I had a cock, a real cock, I would so fuck you with it right now."
His hips stopped moving mid-thrust so that he could turn and look at her over his shoulder. His eyes smoldered with equal parts lust and hatred. Something akin to a growl rolled up his throat, a warning sound if ever she heard one. Dare reached down and patted one hand against his hip. "Don't take it so hard, stud," she broke off to laugh at her own joke. There was no accompanying laughter from the man before her. "I mean it in the nicest possible way. You're positively beautiful. For a mere human."
Barton snorted, then turned his attention back to Haley. Dare felt his hips start up again, felt them churn with slow, steady strokes against her backside. Dare wrapped her arms around him, her fingers stroking up and down his torso and Haley's legs. She pressed even closer and put her mouth right against his ear. Her eyes were locked on Haley, watching the emotions that rolled over the other woman's face. "Gods, look at her. You're right. Her tits bounce so beautifully. Watching them makes me want to suck on her nipples. I want to bite them and squeeze them with my hands. I want to be the one fucking her ass like this."
He grunted in reply, his hips managing a particularly sharp thrust. Haley gasped loudly, her hands reaching up to tug at her nipples. Despite the slightly awkward position, Dare could tell that Haley's hips were rocking in time with the archer's. She also knew that the other woman wanted desperately to slip her fingers between her thighs and finger herself until she came. It was unlikely that Barton would let her do it. But he might let Dare do it.
"You should see her with her pet," Dare whispered before she licked her tongue up the outer rim of his ear. "She'll leave his head between her thighs for such a long time. And she never lets him get off. You're special, archer. None of our toys have been allowed such privileges with us. But you have such a perfect cock. I want to climb on top of it and ride it until you drive me insane with need of you."
"Too late," he muttered. Dare chose to ignore him and continued on as if he hadn't spoken.
"Her ass is tight, isn't it? Is she squeezing her muscles down around you? She does that, you know. Harper says it makes him crazy. He forgets himself and fucks her so hard that she can't sit for a week. Dare shifted, pressed closer to him. "You should fuck her hard, archer. Fuck her until she screams and begs you for more. It can be done but you have to fight for it."
Haley groaned again, her hips jerking slightly. Dare smiled at her over his shoulder, then moved so that she could pay attention to his other ear. "Or, if you really want to see her put to good use, I can go sit on her face. Her tongue... It sends shivers up my spine just thinking of it."
"No. I want to see her face," he snarled at her, sweat standing out against his skin as he worked himself slowly toward climax one more time.
"Perhaps the next time." She couldn't stand it any longer. Looking over his shoulder, she could see his cock pistoning in and out of Haley's ass. His tempo was slowly increasing, slowly building to the crescendo. There was something primal about it all. His face was all lust and hate, all pleasure and the desire to dominate. And Haley's face was flushed with need, her eyes closed and her mouth hanging agape as she panted for air. Her hands alternated between clutching at the bedding and clutching at her breasts. It was almost more than Dare could handle.
Leaving one arm curled around him, her hand clutching at Haley's leg, she allowed her other hand to slip between herself and the archer. She let go a hissing breath in his ear when her fingers grazed her clit. The introduction of her fingers into her cunt saw her sighing in relief. She began stroking herself in time with his thrusts, let go every single sound of pleasure and need she made against his ear.
"You do this to me," she whispered. "You make me so wet. You make Haley so wet. We both want to fuck you. We both want your cock inside of us. Would you like that? Would you like to shove your dick deep into our cunts and fuck us until we scream your name?"
Her fingers moved faster, deeper and harder. Her hips jerked against his back. Her arm tightened its hold. "Picture it, archer. The sleek, wet heat of my pussy clutching at your cock as you shove in and pull out. You can make me beg for more, make me scream, make me writhe in ecstasy and need. You can fuck me and cum inside of me while your hands squeeze and pull at my breasts. You can do the same thing to Haley. And when you're done, when you've filled us both, you can watch us as we eat each other out."
She felt him shudder against her. "Have you ever watched a woman eat your cum out of another woman's cunt?"
He said nothing, simple continued to pound himself into Haley's ass. Her legs had long ago slipped to the sides and hung off his arms. That allowed Dare to run her hand up and down his chest. She would tweak his nipples, pull at them until he hissed in pain. Then she'd let go and send her hand downward, seeking out the spot where his body joined with Haley's, Her fingers would trail over his dick for a few strokes before she'd start the journey all over again.
At the same time, she teased herself, her fingers dancing with an alternating rhythm of fast and slow over her clit. When she wasn't toying with the small bundle of nerves, her fingers were pressing deep inside her body, stroking in and out as she built herself up toward the final explosion of release.
The air was clouded with the musk of need. She could smell both herself and Haley, could smell how hot and horny they both were. Sweat was beaded up on her skin, was rolling slowly down Barton's back. An occasional peek over his shoulder showed her that Haley's face was red, her skin speckled with drops of sweat. Her breasts were swollen from the abuse her fingers had heaped upon them, her nipples hard and puckered tight. Glancing down to where his cock drove in and out, she could see the moisture that glistened on the neatly trimmed patch of red hair between Haley's thighs. Some of it had dribbled down to coat his cock, providing him with extra lubrication.
The archer frowned, his hips coming to a halt. He was still buried inside of Haley, his hands curled tightly around her waist. Dare frowned and drew her fingers from between her thighs so that she could rest her chin on his shoulder. "Something wrong, stud? Why'd you stop? Isn't Haley's ass everything you were hoping for?"
Barton said nothing, merely flicked a glance her way. Dare saw irritation there. A smirk on her face, she reached out with her tongue and licked a line across his chin. The blonde gave his attention back to Haley, who was rapidly approaching the point where she would start slinging insults his way. "I've changed my mind. I want you on your hands and knees." Motions careless, his hands shoved her away from him. Dare watched with hungry eyes as his cock slid free of Haley's ass. Her friend wobbled ever so slightly as she rolled onto her side.
"Just like a man," she replied as she rose up on her hands and knees. "Never can make up your minds. It would be better if Dare finished me off. At least she knows how to fuck me."
"I'll show you which one of us can fuck," he retorted, his hands reaching for her. Haley allowed him to drag her back toward him, gave off a really loud cry when he shoved himself back into her without a word. His arms slipped around her, one at her waist and one across her shoulders. Dare moved out from behind him just as he reared back, pulling Haley with him. He ended up sitting on his calves while Haley sat in his lap. The shift in position brought a short grunt from her. Her legs slid back to rest beside his on the bed. Barton turned to look at her. "Did you bring other cuffs?"
One dark eyebrow rose as she considered what he was asking. She shot a glance to Haley, who wore nothing on her face to give away what she thought. Not that it mattered because Dare knew well enough that the other woman could get out of any pair of cuffs they owned with relative ease. There was no danger in letting him cuff her wrists together. After a brief nod, Dare slid off the bed and sashayed toward the table where the toys were waiting them. She picked up the cuffs she'd packed, allowing them to dangle from one crooked finger while she retraced her steps.
"Cuff her hands behind my back." He gave the order while Dare was crawling back into the bed. She crawled around behind him, reached around his body to catch Haley's arms, then drew them behind his back. The cuffs clicked shut, the metallic noise loud under the music still playing through the speakers. "You. In front. I want to see you."
Dare crawled around to set in front of them, her lips tilted up in a smirk. "Don't you trust me, archer boy? Afraid I'm going to bury something in your ass and make you really enjoy being fucked by a cock?" She flicked her gaze over Haley's body, offered up so blatantly like some kind of pornographic buffet. Some of the teasing left her face and her voice was almost flat when next she spoke. "Be afraid, stud. Because that's exactly what's going to happen. Haley and I are going to keep fucking your ass until you moan as loud as any whore. Until you beg and plead with us to fuck you again and again. When we're done with you, you're going to let any man who looks at you shove his big fat dick up your ass. You'll be nothing but a cunt for us to use as we will."
The archer shot her a very unfriendly look but said nothing. Haley only smiled and rolled her hips. Dare heard the slightest hint of a groan. His hands crept across her stomach, pressed against her flesh hard, and held her in place while his hips began to thrust once again. Despite the awkwardness of the situation, Haley moved her hips in time with his. And the look on her face suggested that the man was very much not going to like her.
"Is that it? Can't you fuck harder?" she asked, panting softly between her sentences. "Don't tell me I'm going to have to teach you how to be a man. Even my current pet is better than you are."
Oh dear. Shame on Haley. She was telling lies. Dare knew that there was no way the redhead would ever let her pet put his dick inside of her. His task was to look beaten and to lick her cunt when she told him to. Maybe Dare should take the flogger to Haley's back for lying like that. On the other hand, hearing her lie was enough to see Dare's fingers seeking out her breasts, fingers tugging at her nipples. Haley smiled as she watched.
"Seriously. Are you a girl, Barton? Either fuck me or get off the pot. I've gotten better from my own hands." The man scowled at her taunting, then grit his teeth and began pounding his hips against her ass harder. Her smile stretched wider. Dare could see satisfaction shining in the woman's green eyes. "Was he this wimpy when he fucked your mouth, Dare? Was it like trying to deep throat limp spaghetti noodles?"
"Oh, I don't know, Haley. He certainly has his hip action down. But Harper is so much better."
Whatever Haley had been about to reply with was cut off when she let go a deep, throaty groan. Barton's hands were on her hips, holding her in place while he drove himself into her as hard and as fast as he could. Haley's head tipped back to rest on his shoulder, her mouth hanging open as she gasped for breath. His rhythm had her tits bouncing up and down, a siren's call that Dare couldn't ignore. She let go of her own breasts and crept forward.
Dare came to a stop when she her knees were almost touching his. One hand reached out to capture Haley's breast, to cup it and hold it still. Dare leaned in, wrapped her lips around the tight peak and sucked it into her mouth. Haley drew in a sharp breath before muttering something unintelligible under her breath. Dare smiled around her nipple, then bit down on it. Hard.
The three of them found a rhythm. Haley would pant and moan while Barton fucked her hard, then she'd belittle and berate him when his tempo slowed. In response, he would growl and curse under his breath, then start fucking her hard all over again. Occasionally, one of his hands would find Haley's free breast and fondle it until Haley cried out in pain. Dare shifted her attention between her friend's nipples, sucking and chewing at them until the redhead begged her to stop. It was a vicious circle that cycled over and over again and it never seemed to end.
She'd lost track of the passing minutes by the time the archer barked out his last order. Dare had gotten herself off more than once while leaving Haley's breasts alone while her nipples no doubt stopped throbbing. Barton's hips were thrashing wildly against the woman's ass, a sure sign that his climax was evident. Haley rode him, her hips still shifting in time with his even though she had long ago stopped tossing insults his way. All she could do was cry out each time he stroked in and plead with him each time he pulled out. She had gotten the fucking she wanted, was ready for it all to be over.
Barton's eyes, deep and blue, locked on to Dare's. "Make her cum." The tension in his voice signaled he had reached his limits.
Dare nodded and reached between their thighs. Haley was dripping wet, as turned on as Dare had ever seen her. She shoved three fingers deep and pressed them hard against the muscled wall of Haley's pussy. Her thumb took up residence on the woman's clit and began teasing it. Her eyes remained locked onto Barton's face, watching for the signs.
His hands reached up and took hold of Haley's breasts, squeezing them until his knuckles went white. It tore a cry out of her throat that echoed loudly around the room. A look of triumph on his face, her buried his head in her throat. A second cry filled the room and Haley's body spasmed around Dare's fingers. A minute or two after that, the archer tossed his head back and roared while his hips stopped, his cock buried deeply in Haley's ass.
Even though she wasn't part of it, the orgasm felt as if it lasted forever. Slowly, as if she was fighting it, Haley's chin dropped to her chest. Her breasts heaved as she struggled to breathe. Barton was struggling to regain control of himself, his hands already working at pulling Haley off of him.
She should have seen it coming. She really should have. But she'd been too lost in the haze of sexual exploration and dominance that she hadn't paid any attention to the possible outcomes. And by the time she realized what he was doing, it was too slow in coming.
Haley was limp and tumbled to the bed like a rag doll, arms still cuffed behind her. She didn't stir right away, attesting to the force with which the man had fucked her. And by the time Dare was returning her attention to him, all she got for her trouble was Barton's doubled up fist. It smashed her in the cheek, right at the edge of her nose and lips, and sent her skidding across the mattress until she slipped over the edge and dropped to the floor. Stars were spinning behind her eyes, her head ringing with the force of his blow. A faint trickling sensation told her he'd hit her hard enough to draw blood.
The soft, cushiony cloud of satiation she'd been floating on the entire time evaporated and left her with nothing but the anger and the urge to destroy. He didn't deserve to live. A lowly human couldn't be allowed to attack her and keep breathing. Even before she could fully process everything, the flames were crackling loudly, ringing the entire room so that there was no place the man could go without being hurt.
There was a metallic sounding snap that said Haley had turned stone and broken her cuffs. Dare rose on unsteady feet to find Barton only feet away from the door, blocked by nothing more than her flames. If she'd been any slower.. If he'd knocked her unconscious... Dare growled.
Her anger spiked and, with it, so did the flames. She could feel the heat beating at her back, watched as the blonde threw an arm up to protect his eyes and took a few steps backward. She barely noticed Haley as the woman crossed to him, her skin gone to pale, organic marble. Her only concern was finishing the man off. Several snakes made of flame wound their way along the floor, moving in a serpentine manner toward his feet. He backed up further until his body smacked into Haley's.
He turned, his gaze taking her in. She lifted a hand to his throat and wrapped those stone fingers around it. Dare knew that she could crush his windpipe with barely a thought. "You ruined the moment, Barton. We were going to let you go back to your cell with your dignity, or what's left of it, still in tact. Now..." She gave him a shake for emphasis. "Now we really have to punish you."
"The fire wants him, Haley. It wants to eat him." Dare's voice came out in a sing-song manner. Both Haley and the archer turned to look at her. Her friend's eyes glittered like emeralds in the pale marble of her face while Barton's eyes were filled with real fear. Dare vaguely felt the warm breeze against the back of her neck and knew that her hair had to be floating around her head. That didn't matter. What mattered was that the flames were whispering to her again.
They wanted her to let them at him. They wanted to crawl all over him and devour him whole. And she wanted to let them. It was so much easier to simply give in and let the flames have their way. When she gave in to them, they made her feel so good. As if she was invincible. Unstoppable. As if she was being fucked by the biggest cock in the world. She always felt like she was on the verge of orgasming so hard that she'd literally explode into thousands of tiny pieces. Dare licked her lips, her hands brushing her tits as she swept them down her body then tucked them between her thighs. So wet. So horny. So hungry. "Let us kill him, Haley. Let us punish him."
"That isn't what we agreed upon, Dare. You know it. We're going to break him in and train him to be a pet. That won't happen if you let the flames have him." Haley's voice was calm and level.
Dare stared at the redhead, her tongue darting out to lick her lips again. This time, it returned to her mouth with blood clinging to it. Fisting one hand, she reached up and wiped the blood off her face. It ended up smeared across her lips and arm. "He needs to die, Haley. He tried to get away."
"You can't kill him, Dare. We need him." Haley's voice was soft and gentle, the kind of voice that a person used with frightened children and animals. Or mental patients on the very verge of going postal. Dare blinked at her, wondering why Haley was using that tone with her.
"He's just a human, Haley. What do we need with humans?"
Haley sighed. "Remember what Morgan said about him? You can't kill him."
What Morgan said... She tried to push away the seductive voice of the flames so that she could recall what it was that Morgan had said. Something about a blonde and the future. It was fuzzy, as if the flames were burning away her memories so that she wouldn't force them back in the box that she kept them in. "He isn't that important. There will be others." That sounded right.
"Others?" Haley asked, her voice infused with anger. "What others? Maybe you have other options, Dare, but I don't. Don't you dare take this one away from me. Don't you dare take him away from me."
Dare blinked. Haley wanted that lowly piece of human waste over herself? Him? She would really choose him? No. That wasn't right. That wasn't the way it was supposed to be. Haley was hers! She had been since... Dare couldn't even remember. But Haley was hers and she'd be damned if she'd share her with some lowly piece of humanity who thought he was better than her because he was normal.
Dare stalked forward until she was only inches from Haley, only inches from the man. The flames felt her cracking, felt her giving in to their wants. They stroked her on the inside, cooed to her and convinced her that this was for the best. She was unaware of the burning footsteps behind her or the snakes made of flames that crept across the floor toward the three of them. All she knew was what the fire said to her. The archer had to die. "I promise you I'll do everything that he can do, Haley. I'll be there for you when his mind breaks and his body can't do what you ask of it. I'll satisfy your every urge and desire. Just let me kill him. Let us have him. Let us..."
Dare never got to finish her statement. Frowning, Haley swung her hand out and caught Dare's cheek. The backhanded slap was hard enough to knock her off her feet and Dare found herself laying on the floor, naked and cold and utterly confused. Her hair obscured her vision as she pushed up to her knees. Blood pattered against the carpeting, staining it crimson. She raised a hand to her mouth and once more wiped the blood away.
When she was finally on her feet, there were scorch marks on the floor where her fire had followed her. Flames still ringed the room, but they weren't as high as before. Barton was staring at her as if he'd never seen her before. Haley was still seething with rage. "Its not about that and you damn well know it! I can get that anywhere. What he represents, though..."
"They tried to take over again, didn't they?" Dare whispered.
Haley nodded, her body jerking into motion. She crossed the room, returning to the bed where the metal cuffs still dangled from the ring on the headboard. With quick, rough motions, she slapped them back on the archer's wrists and left him where he was. She turned her attention back to Dare. "I'm sorry I had to hit you. But you can't just kill every human we come across. If you don't curb your homicidal tendencies, Harper will do it for you. And you won't like the manner with which he accomplishes that at all. I promise."
"You know how seductive they are, Haley. I can't always stop them." Dare felt she sounded more herself, though her face was going to be black and blue before the day was out.
"You need to stop them, Dare. You have to pull your shit together. If we're going to do what Morgan said, you've got to have all the brain cells in your head under your control. If Harper were to catch wind of this..." Haley stopped and looked over her shoulder at the blonde. "He'll die and it won't be by your hand. And Harper will never leave us alone again. He might even break his rule and do it himself."
Dare stared at her a moment, then snorted and shook her head. "He might do it to me, but not you. You're different. I'm not blood. You are. You're the future of his world. Not me." She wasn't bitter about that. She'd known for a long time, ever since Haley and Harper had begun their relationship, that she was more or less an accessory that both of them wore when it pleased them. And she was okay with it. But she also knew it was the truth.
"If he thinks that future is threatened, blood might not matter anymore." Haley frowned and shook her head. "You have to keep your head or every thing goes up in flames. Morgan's vision goes up in flames. Please. Keep it together. For me. This is important to me." Dare watched, eyes wide, as Haley stepped into her. The taller woman's hands were of flesh when they curled around Dare's arms and pulled her close. She went into Haley's embrace without complaint or fight. "You're important to me."
Haley's body was soft against her own, her lips tender as they took Dare's for a gentle kiss. She wrapped her arms around her friend's shoulders and pressed the length of her body tightly to the redhead's. All the while, Haley's mouth explored hers with growing urgency, her tongue lapping at the blood before driving back toward the back of Dare's throat. When she pulled back, she licked her lips, wiping away the remnants of Dare's blood. Dare shuddered and felt the flames recede fully, leaving her once more in control of herself. She faced the bed and the blonde archer stretched out across its surface. "What do we do with him?"
She felt Haley move in close behind her, the pointed tips of her nipples poking sharply into Dare's back as the redhead's arms slid around her and once again pulled her in close. "I think he deserves the table." Haley's voice was right next to her ear, a breathy but loud whisper that carried across the room. It also held a sense of excitement that came with the mention of that particular device. "Go change the program while I get him ready."
Dare nodded and pulled away. But not before Haley's hands curled around her breasts and kept her in place long enough to allow the taller woman to deliver a bite to her shoulder. Her legs wobbled as she crossed the floor to the miniature control panel set into the wall. A few taps of her fingers saw the landscape around them changing once again.
When Dare faced Haley and their toy again, the bed he'd been reclining upon was gone. In its place was a flat surface on a stand. There was a hinge on the underside that allowed the table to be shifted into different positions. A small lip edged the bottom and seven different leather straps hung from the surface, waiting to be put to use. A rather large gap in the center exposed the rails that ran along the underside of the table. The entire thing was painted a shining white.
Haley was dragging Barton toward the table by the length of chain hanging from his cuffs. He was doing his best to fight her and he might have been able to pull her off her feet with his larger, muscular bulk. She'd managed to keep such an event from happening by once more shifting into a living stone statue. Dare watched the other woman as she jerked their pet forward and nearly threw him against the table. "I'm going to kill you both for this, Stone. I'll put an arrow right through your sick little black hearts."
"We wouldn't have to do this if you hadn't done anything to earn it, Barton. So I would be quiet if I were you. I really don't like the idea of breaking your jaw because I had to hit you. We want you broken. Not dead. No matter what Dare says, you are worth more to us alive than dead." As she spoke, she worked the leather straps into place around his ankles. It was a little trickier to manage his wrists because it left one free to flail at her while she pinned down the first one. But his flesh and bone fists couldn't do any damage against her stone skin. Soon enough, she had him pinned to the table by the wrists and ankles. The remaining straps were left to hang for the time being. Haley turned to look at Dare. "Why don't you collect the goodies we'll need this time around?"
"Sweet."
The table hadn't disappeared and the toys that she'd laid out on them earlier still waited for her. Dare took her time, looking over each of the toys. After giving each item a good deal of thought, she selected a penis shaped gag, a cock ring, a blindfold, a set of nipple clamps and a small bottle of colored liquid. Then she crossed to a cabinet that had appeared with the table, opened the door and took stock of what was inside. Again, she took her time with making a decision, finally selecting what looked like a set of anal beads jutting up at an angle from the flat piece to which it had been attached..
There were subtle differences between a typical set of anal beads and the toy she held. To start with, it was rigid and straight. It was also thicker at the ends with a compressed center so that it bore the shape of an hour glass. The top was about an inch in diameter while the base was an inch and a half around. A switch at the end marked it as a vibrator. It was at least six inches long.
Once she had all of the toys gathered up, she crossed the room to join Haley beside the table. She watched her friend's green eyes glance over the items she held. The sight of the vibe brought a smile to her face. "You're positively evil."
"I know. That's why I have this, too." Dare held up the small bottle she'd grabbed earlier. Seeing it brought a chuckle up Haley's throat. "Shall we finish trussing him up?"
"Let's." Haley held out her hand, waiting for Dare to drop some goodie into it. She gave her friend the nipple clamps. Haley grinned and watched as the pyrokinetic opened the top of the bottle she held. One drop was applied to each of the man's nipples, then Dare leaned over him and gently blew air across the tiny nubbins. The fluid must have started working because he sucked in a breath, his body shifting as he tried to pull away. In seconds, the twin tips were peaked up hard and tight. Haley grinned and carefully applied the clamps, one at a time, to them both.
The sensation of the teeth snapping closed around them brought another hissing sound from his throat.
Dare shuddered to hear the sound. She wished she'd had more time to tease and taunt those nipples, but there was more to do to the man. They were going to show him just who was in control here. They were going to show him that humans were little more than toys for their perverse pleasure. They would break him, no matter how long it took them.
Haley looked at the cock ring that Dare had circling her finger. "How do you plan on getting him up so that you can put that on him?"
Dare glanced at the cock ring, then shot her gaze toward the archer's limp dick. When she looked back at Haley and frowned a moment as she thought it all out. Then a grin slid across her face. She turned back toward the table and sifted through the toys. Finally, she lifted a long strand of beads connected to a base that held batteries. Turning, she showed it to Haley. "I think this will work."
"That'll work nicely," Haley agreed. The archer's blue eyes were watching Dare as she approached him. She could see hatred burning in their clear depths. Hatred and something else. She offered him a smug smile.
"Now, now, stud. These beads won't bite. I promise. In fact, you're going to love how they feel when they're wrapped around your cock. I'm willing to bet a month of Harper's dick in my ass that this will be the best part of this whole experience for you."
"You enjoy that, Dare. You'd willingly lose that bet."
"True. Fine. I'm willing to bet a month of our new toy's dick in my ass that this is going to be the best part of this whole thing for him."
"Only when he's properly broken," Haley told her. Dare nodded absently, already at work wrapping the beaded vibe around the archer's dick. The great thing about the vibe was that there was a flexible core running down the middle that allowed her to shape it to whatever body part it was being applied to. Her fingers moved swiftly, squeezing a little too harshly from time to time in order to draw a grunt of sound from his throat. As soon as she had the vibe snaked around his cock, she flipped the switch and turned the toy on.
His hips shifted ever so slightly as the beads rolled around his dick. Dare could see that he was gritting his teeth, trying to hold himself back. She shook her head and handed Haley the gag. "Don't put that in his mouth just yet. I want to hear him when I sink this thing into his beautiful ass." Haley nodded and held onto the gag, her attention given over to Dare. The pyrokinetic turned her attention toward the beaded vibe meant for the man's ass.
It was mounted on a piece of the same material that the table had been made from, with a hinge in the back to allow her to fold it and slip it into place from behind. She found the tube of lubricant that had been used on his and Haley's ass, squeezed some of the contents out onto the vibe and worked it along the piece with one hand. When she was sure it was properly slicked up, she darted around behind the table and knelt.
From her position, she had a perfect view of the archer's well toned, finely sculpted ass. For a moment, she considered sinking her teeth into one cheek. Then she said fuck it and did it anyway. His muscles tensed when he felt her bite down into the flesh. They relaxed when he realized that she wasn't going to rip anything off. She only pulled back when she was sure that there would be a bruise there the next day. Another bite to the other cheek gave him a matched mark. "I suggest you relax, stud. Because if you don't, this is going to hurt like a son of a bitch."
The edges of the insert had hooks that attached to the rails. Dare bent the hinge so that she could fit it into place. When the hooks locked into place, she slid the pin that kept the hinge from folding and popping the piece off the rails. One hand on the bottom of the piece, she reached up and worked her fingers between his cheeks, prying them apart so that she could see where the tip of the vibe would hit. "Scream for me prettily, my sweet. Scream for me and I'll give you a treat."
The piece slid up the rails silently, the tip of the vibe pressing against his asshole after moving only a few inches. She felt the muscles beneath her hand contract in an effort to keep the vibe out. Silly pet. Didn't he know that he wouldn't stop her? The tip of the vibe eased past the ring of muscles almost easily. She moved her hand away in order to settle it next to her other one. With the strength of both arms behind her, she could press the vibe into his ass with little trouble.
When it was buried completely within his ass, Dare locked the piece in place so it couldn't slide down the rails. She stood and moved around to stare at Haley. "Get ready with that thing. We're going to turn this bad boy on in a few."
The redhead nodded, then dropped her hand down so that she could press the toy between her thighs. Dare watched as she worked it between her pussy lips, as she shifted it back and forth, then pulled it free. It glistened with moisture. Nodding, Dare stepped in front of the table and reached between his legs to turn the vibe on. High.
Even though the toy was snug in his ass, they could hear the buzzing noise as it rotated and vibrated within him. Dare brought her hand back far enough that she could wrap it around his cock. Her finger squeezed his length, pressing the vibrating beads into his flesh. The sensation was obviously too much for him because he let go with a long, loud moan. Haley pressed the gag between his teeth and held it in place with the tips of her fingers. "Let's get this locked in place. Then we'll finish with the rest of the buckles."
Dare reached up to hold the gag in place, allowing Haley both hands to buckle the gag into place. The man's eyes glared at them. When Dare was sure Haley had the gag secured, she started in on the remaining straps. One set rested low on his hips, holding them tight against the table so that he couldn't shift the cock in his ass. The other two sets locked around his thighs, further restricting his movements. Together, she and Haley got them fitted into place. When they were done, the two of them stepped back to look at him.
Haley shook her head, arms crossed under her breasts. "Mmmm. I don't think he's learned his lesson yet. Finish him." Dare nodded and moved toward the bag she'd left on the floor. From within a pocket on the inside, she withdrew a small foil packet. Shooting a look at Haley, she turned back to the archer.
His cock was beginning to fill with blood, giving it a bit of firmness. Perfect. Dare pulled the wrap around vibe away from him and tossed it to the floor. She drew the cock ring from her finger and undid it. The rigid leather strap had a small stud and holes that allowed it to be adjusted to fit pricks of all sizes. Smiling at him, she wrapped the leather around the base of his cock, making sure it sat behind his balls, and locked it into place. He said something behind his gag, but Dare ignored him. Instead, she sought out the bottle of warming liquid and dribbled some over the top of his dick. Making sure he was watching her, she blew against the liquid.
His hips tried to snap up in response. "If you think that's bad, stud. Just wait." Dare held up the small square so that he could see it, then ripped it open. The condom was without any kind of lubrication or spermicide, simply a plain, ordinary rubber. She set it against the tip of his cock, then slowly rolled it down until it covered his length. She could hear him screaming or yelling behind the gag. "Look, Haley. Gift wrapped for our pleasure." As if to prove her point, Dare wrapped her lips around the head of his dick and sucked it down.
"Something's missing, though," Haley said, her eyes raking over him critically. She tugged Dare away from him and caught the blindfold that hung off her wrist. The redhead slipped the black silk mask over his eyes and settled it into place. "There. That's exactly what he needed. Doesn't he look tasty?"
"Too bad he can't see what we're going to be doing to one another," Dare purred.
"Yes. Too bad." Haley reached out and ran her finger tips down the man's chest. His skin quivered at the touch. "Should we just leave you here like this? How long do you think it would take for you to snap if we left you here, trussed up like some sacrificial lamb?"
"We could keep him on the verge of orgasm but never let him achieve it." Dare's voice had once again taken on that same husky quality it had held before, the one that said she was hungry and in need. She reached out and tugged at the chain that lay shining against his chest. "How long could you survive that before going mad? How long would you last before you broke and begged us to let you cum? Would you be so horny that you'd allow a man to suck you off? Would you let him fuck you in the ass? What would you be willing to do to experience la petite mort one more time?"
She leaned in so she could lick the shell of his ear. "Would you let us do anything for it? Would you sell your soul for one more orgasm?" Barton shook his head in the negative, something garbled sounding from behind the gag. Dare was sure he'd be glaring at her if not for the blindfold. She went up on tiptoes and pressed a kiss against his chin. She wanted to kiss his mouth again, wanted to taste his blood on them. As she did so, she made sure that she rubbed her abdomen against his cock. "When you're properly broken, my sweet archer, you will. You'll sell your soul for the touch of my hand. You'll beg like an addict for Haley's lips upon your cock. You'll want nothing more than to serve us and please us. And as long as you behave, you'll have everything you could ever desire."
Haley's hand touched Dare's back, a silent signal that she should move. Dare did so, stepping to the side to give the taller woman access to their captive. The sound of leather cutting the air hissed momentarily until the length of a crop landed just above the man's hips, above the strap that held him down. It cracked against his flesh, drawing some kind of cry from him while his body tried to thrash and pull away. The leather toy barely missed hitting the head of his cock. "But if you don't," Haley said, her voice sliding out in a shuddering sigh. "Well... This will be a picnic compared to what we can and will do to you."
She watched as Haley bent at the waist, her lips hovering over the man's cock. Her friend puckered up, blew gently across the tip of his erection. His shaft twitched in response, his body trying to move. He could bring his head and shoulders up off the table, but that was about it. Everything else was secured tightly to the surface of the table.
The redhead rose to her full height, her breasts brushing against his abdomen as she slid up the length of his body in a vaguely snake like manner. She leaned into him, their flesh touching from shoulder to thigh, and brought her mouth to rest beside his ear. "I won't kill you. No matter what you do or try, I will not kill you. You're far too important to my plans for that. But if you don't behave, I'll make you wish I would. I'll make you wish I'd end it."
His reply was again muffled by the gag. Dare wondered if he was cursing them or begging them. She wondered if it really mattered.
"Lay him flat, Dare. I want to ride him," Haley ordered. Dare nodded and moved behind the table. There was a small, attached remote, much like one found on hospital beds, that raised and lowered the table. Taking hold of it, she pressed the button that would lower the platform and its occupant into a more acceptable position. Haley clung to their toy as the motor brought the table parallel to the floor. When it stopped, Dare bent down to tuck the remote back into place. She was just straightening up when Haley sank down over the archer's stiffened cock.
A long, drawn out sigh rolled up the redhead's throat as she settled down over him. She flicked her gaze Dare's way, her green eyes sparkling with lust and mischief. "My god, Dare. He's as straight as an arrow. This is going to be positively amazing." Haley held her hand out toward the pyrokinetic. Dare took it and allowed her friend to pull her up onto the table with them. She settled between his thighs, behind Haley, and wrapped her arms around the other woman so that she could cup her breasts. "Did you know that he was supposed to have perfect aim? They say he's supposed to hit the mark every time, that he never misses. Shall we see if the legends about him are true?"
"Let's."
Haley began shifting her hips then, pushing with her legs so that she slid up and down on the length of Barton's cock. Dare's fingers tormented her nipples, working at the tight peaks with menacing fingers until she knew they would be sore. Then she tortured them further, drawing moans and gasps from the redhead's throat. "Mmmmm. You're such a beautiful example of humanity. You should feel honored, archer. You're the first pet we've ever had who has been allowed to do this. None of the others have been allowed such a privilege. The slaves would be killed on the spot if they dared touch any of us. And any other pets that we've had aren't allowed to actually put their cocks inside of us. Harper is of the opinion that mere humans are beneath such pleasures."
Dare heard him try to speak around the gag. She didn't know what it was he was trying to say, nor did she care. The sight of his body pinned the way it was, the sight of Haley riding him, the feel of the woman's tits in her hands made her eager for a chance to take the archer for a test drive. She let one hand slide down over Haley's belly while the other continued terrorizing her nipples. "But that isn't true, is it? You want me to ride you like this until you cum so hard your vision whites out, don't you?"
Dare moaned softly. She loved it when Haley talked dirty. Her fingers slipped between Haley's thighs, slid between her pussy lips to find the small nubbin of her friend's clit. She stroked one tip across the sensitive bundle of nerves. Haley's back arched and a soft cry rolled up out of her mouth. Dare made sure to stroke her finger against his cock as Haley rode it. "But you'll have to beg for that, archer. Whimper, plead, scream for me and maybe, just maybe, I'll let you cum."
"Maybe she'll let you fuck her without the condom if you're good enough, stud," Dare whispered, adding a second finger so that she could pinch Haley's clit. The redhead squealed, her hips slapping down against Barton's body hard. "Imagine what that will feel like. Imagine being able to feel how hot and wet she is as you glide in and out of her."
"Dare! Stop it. I won't last if you keep this up." Haley's body shuddered as she rocked her hips.
"I want a turn, you know. He looks so tasty. If I could eat him up, I would."
"You already did," Haley reminded her. "And he loved it. Didn't you, pet? You loved ramming your cock into her mouth over and over again. I bet she's the best you ever had. Harper says she sucks dick so well, she could suck start a Harley. You'd love the chance to do that to her again, wouldn't you?"
Dare peeked over Haley's shoulder at Barton. Though she couldn't see much of his face or the expression he wore, she could see the strain in his shoulders and arms. There was tension in the way his hands were fisted. He probably didn't want to admit it but he wanted everything they were saying. He wanted to cum inside of Haley. He wanted to fuck Dare's mouth again. He wanted that and so much more. "You can have it all, pet. All you need do is give in to us. Admit that we're better than you. Acknowledge us as your masters and you can have everything. My mouth. My cunt. My ass. Haley's mouth and ass and cunt. You can blow your load all over our tits. You can fuck us until we scream your name. Just give in. Give yourself to us."
"Imagine it, archer. Every night in our bed, pleasing us while we please you. There's nothing we won't do to each other. And there's nothing we won't let you do. Do you want to fuck Dare's ass while she fucks me? Do you want me to suck your cock while she rides your face? You can have that and so much more." Haley curled her fingers into his abdomen, her nails scoring his flesh.
"Just give in," Dare urged. She stroked and rubbed her fingers harder and faster against Haley's clit. She could feel the way Haley's muscles were tensing, how she quivered with the urge to climax. She was right on the edge. All she needed was a little push. Dare's fingers pinched her friend's clit hard. Haley's spine arched, her head dropping back onto Dare's shoulder as she screamed out her pleasure. When the redhead went limp, Dare drew her hand away and pressed soft kisses against Haley's throat.
Over the rasping of the other woman's breath, Dare could hear the archer's voice behind his gag. She thought it sounded like he was pleading. "Fucking beautiful, Haley."
"He's all yours, Dare," Haley panted as she lifted up off of him. "Ride him hard. I want to hear him beg before he gets to cum." The two of them switched places. Haley settled between his thighs while Dare worked at positioning herself over him. One hand grasped his cock and held it so that she could lower herself down onto him. A long moan slid up her throat to color the room with her pleasure. Haley's hands were curled around her hips, guiding her every action. When she was settled down on top of him, Haley let go of her hips so that she could take hold of Dare's breasts. "Fuck him, Dare. Fuck him and make yourself cum."
Dare shifted her hips, lifting up slowly so that his cock slid out of her. She held herself on her knees for a moment or two, allowing him to hang on the cusp, before she slammed herself back down. Pain rolled through her, setting off tingles along her nerves. Over the sound of her gasp, she heard his voice, muffled and indistinguishable under the gag. Oh, yes. This was good. This was so good.
"He's so big, Haley. So big and thick."
"I know, Dare. I loved having him inside of me," Haley purred in her ear. Seconds later, her teeth found Dare's shoulder and bit down. Dare gave another gasp, her hips jerking against Barton's as she began bouncing up and down. "God, you're so easy. She's such a little slut. Isn't she, archer? I don't need Harper to know that she loves having you stuffed up inside of her. She wishes that you weren't bound to the table, because she wants you to flip her over onto her back and fuck her so hard that her brains spill out of her ears. She wants you to make her bleed. Don't you, slut?"
"Gods, yes," Dare moaned. "Hard and fast. Hard and fast. Hurt me. Fuck me. Give it to me. Give in to me. Give me your soul, archer. Give me your soul and I'll give you everything. I'll be your everything. Just give in."
He was screaming something behind his gag, his hands fisted so tight that his knuckles were white. Dare rode him harder, worked herself closer and closer to the edge. It wouldn't take long. She knew it and Haley knew it. And she wanted this so badly. She wanted to cum with his cock inside of her. Wanteditwanteditwantedit...
"Stop, Dare. Don't move. I need to do something." Haley's order brought her to a halt almost immediately. Years spent sharing a bed with both Stone siblings had trained her to listen to orders, though she did so more out of habit than any real need to be subservient. She played the bottom for them, but that didn't mean she was one.
She felt Haley shift behind her, then the table moved as the redhead climbed down off of it. Dare watched as the taller woman moved to the other end of the table. Dare knew what was coming and, with a grin on her face, tightened her muscles down around his cock. Haley's fingers undid the buckle that held the gag in place. It slid from his mouth with a slight popping sound, as if he'd really been sucking on it. Dare squeezed him and brought a loud gasp from his throat. "Now beg me for it, Barton. Beg us to give you what you want."
"Fucking bitch! It burns! It fucking hurts! Get it off, take it off, get it off of me right now! Let me go. Let me go. Let me go." There was a hint of panic and pain lacing his words, though they both knew that he was far from true damage. Dare shifted over him, rising up so that she could slam herself down. "Fuck! So good. It feels good and it hurts and it burns. I need to fuck you, need to shove my cock deep into you. I need to cum. I have to cum. Let me fucking cum. Please let me fucking cum."
"Tell me how it feels, pet," Dare breathed as she moved. She could feel that his hips were straining against the straps that held him down. Instinct had taken over from rationality. His body wanted nothing more than to use her so that he could reach his goal. He wanted to do exactly what Haley had said. He wanted to throw her on her back and fuck her to within an inch of her life. "Tell me what it feels like to have your dick inside of me."
His head shook from side to side, his stubborn nature rising to the front once more. Dare rose up and slammed herself back down hard, pushing a groan from him. "Say it, pet. Say it now! Tell me how it feels. Tell me or I'll sit here until your dick falls off. Tell me now!"
"Tell her, archer. Tell her or else she'll leave you to your pain and misery. How long before the lack of blood flow permanently damages your cock? How long before you're no longer a man?" Haley leaned down and took his lips in a kiss that Dare knew would be rough. "Tell her, archer. Do it or I'll let her cook you."
"It feels good. So good. You're so tight. And wet. I can feel how wet you are through the condom. I want to take the fucking thing off so I can do this the right way. I want to feel everything." He'd started out babbling. But with each sentence, the babbling became more real. Less forced. "If my hands were free, I'd grab your hips and guide you so that you fucked me hard and fast. If my hips were free, I'd shove myself up into you until you begged me to make you cum. If... God, it feels good! I don't want it to end but I need... " he broke off and panted, as if he was fighting with himself again. "I need to cum. Please. Please let me cum. Please."
"You have to apologize first," Haley informed him. "You called us fucking bitches. Say you're sorry and we'll let you cum."
"Oh, god. Please!"
"Say you're sorry!" Haley snapped. "Do it or I'll have Dare climb off of you and I'll whip your cock until it bleeds. Say it!"
"Oh, god! I'm sorry. Please don't. I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have said it. I shouldn't have... I'm sorry."
"There now. That wasn't so bad, was it?" Haley smiled, then leaned down and kissed him again. This time, it was soft and gentle. A reward for listening to them. When the redhead lifted her face away from his, she looked over at Dare. "Finish yourself off. Then let him cum."
Dare nodded and began shifting her hips once again. She settled one hand in the center of his abdomen for balance. The other she slipped between them so that she could finger herself. Sensation zinged through her, tightening her muscles down over him. After all of the play, after all the dirty talk and the pain, after the seduction of the flames... after all of it, little effort went into making herself climax.
A few strokes of her fingers across her clit saw the tension shattering. Her body tensed around him while she rode out her orgasm. He was nearly whimpering, small mewling sounds coming from his throat while her muscles squeezed him tight. Finally, when the tremors and spasms stopped, Dare slipped off of him. "Take his blindfold off, Haley. I want to see his face as he cums."
While Haley rid him of the blindfold, Dare undid the buckles that held his right hand against the table. When his fist rose, Dare grabbed hold of it. "Now, now. Wait until you're told you can touch. Otherwise, I'll leave you like this."
It was obvious by his face that he didn't like that he couldn't grab himself yet. But his hand returned to the surface of the table and remained there. Dare patted the extremity in a 'good boy' kind of gesture. Then she turned her attention to his engorged shaft. The condom clung to his skin and took some work to get off. She threw it to the floor without a second glance, then reached for the cock ring. That gave way with minimal fuss and, like the condom, was tossed to the floor without care. "Now, my sweet pet. Fist your cock and make yourself cum. Don't hold back anything. We want to hear you as much as we want to see you. Make sure that you paint your beautiful chest with your spunk."
"Oh, god!" The words left his throat on a groan. Dare sat back and watched as his hand reached for his cock. She could see his eyes as he stared at her. His jaw was tense, teeth clenched as he stroked up and down his cock with his fist. Even with the straps holding him to the table, he tried to shift his hips so that he could thrust up into his fist. And the sounds.... Dear gods, the sounds were almost enough to send her off once again.
Grunts and groans, moans and filthy pleas. They all passed his lips as he pumped his fist faster and faster. Between the stimulation and the forced wait, it didn't take him long. A dozen strokes or more later, his hand froze at the base of his shaft and squeezed tight. His cum spurted out in thick ropes, splattering his belly and chest and face. With it came a long, loud moan that filled the vast cavern of a room with his pleasure. And when he was done, his hand fell back to the table, limp and smeared with his seed, while his chest heaved in an attempt to replenish his air.
Between the breaths, she could hear him panting out a whispered "thank you" over and over again.
It was a good start. A damn good start.
Chapter Seven: Surrender
Fandom: the Marvel Universe
Rating: 18 and up
Warnings: graphic sex and violence, language, incest and anything else i can toss in.
Disclaimer: the recognizable characters and places contained herein are the property of Marvel and whoever the hell else owns them. i'm merely borrowing them for the sake of entertainment. no money is being made from this venture. the Sues are the sole property of their originators, Ginevra, Dazzledfirestar, Nanaea, SilverFoxChan, Samuraiter and ladydeathfaerie. the concept and title of The Mary Sue Virus are used with permission from Dazzledfirestar. plot bunny cultivating is being done with Daz.
Author's Notes: no violence this time around. but lots of really yummy tortuous sex... have something cold ready. just sayin'
No Man's Land - the Index
In a single, impressive move, Barton shoved himself deep and dragged Haley closer to his body. Despite Dare's prep work, Haley barked out a cry of pain as he buried himself to the hilt. The thrust bounced her tits enticingly and Dare found her mouth watering for the chance to suck on them. Her gaze shifted from Haley's face, caught in a mask of both pain and excitement, to the archer's, set into lines of deep concentration. The set of his jaw suggested that he found Haley's ass tight and enjoyable.
"By the gods, you look hot," Dare whispered. Absently, as if she wasn't aware of what she was doing, she climbed up on the bed and moved to settle behind their toy. His skin was warm and slick with sweat, the hair at the nape of his neck and around his ears dark with moisture. She leaned against him, pressed her breasts into his back, and licked beads of the salty liquid from his throat. "If I had a cock, a real cock, I would so fuck you with it right now."
His hips stopped moving mid-thrust so that he could turn and look at her over his shoulder. His eyes smoldered with equal parts lust and hatred. Something akin to a growl rolled up his throat, a warning sound if ever she heard one. Dare reached down and patted one hand against his hip. "Don't take it so hard, stud," she broke off to laugh at her own joke. There was no accompanying laughter from the man before her. "I mean it in the nicest possible way. You're positively beautiful. For a mere human."
Barton snorted, then turned his attention back to Haley. Dare felt his hips start up again, felt them churn with slow, steady strokes against her backside. Dare wrapped her arms around him, her fingers stroking up and down his torso and Haley's legs. She pressed even closer and put her mouth right against his ear. Her eyes were locked on Haley, watching the emotions that rolled over the other woman's face. "Gods, look at her. You're right. Her tits bounce so beautifully. Watching them makes me want to suck on her nipples. I want to bite them and squeeze them with my hands. I want to be the one fucking her ass like this."
He grunted in reply, his hips managing a particularly sharp thrust. Haley gasped loudly, her hands reaching up to tug at her nipples. Despite the slightly awkward position, Dare could tell that Haley's hips were rocking in time with the archer's. She also knew that the other woman wanted desperately to slip her fingers between her thighs and finger herself until she came. It was unlikely that Barton would let her do it. But he might let Dare do it.
"You should see her with her pet," Dare whispered before she licked her tongue up the outer rim of his ear. "She'll leave his head between her thighs for such a long time. And she never lets him get off. You're special, archer. None of our toys have been allowed such privileges with us. But you have such a perfect cock. I want to climb on top of it and ride it until you drive me insane with need of you."
"Too late," he muttered. Dare chose to ignore him and continued on as if he hadn't spoken.
"Her ass is tight, isn't it? Is she squeezing her muscles down around you? She does that, you know. Harper says it makes him crazy. He forgets himself and fucks her so hard that she can't sit for a week. Dare shifted, pressed closer to him. "You should fuck her hard, archer. Fuck her until she screams and begs you for more. It can be done but you have to fight for it."
Haley groaned again, her hips jerking slightly. Dare smiled at her over his shoulder, then moved so that she could pay attention to his other ear. "Or, if you really want to see her put to good use, I can go sit on her face. Her tongue... It sends shivers up my spine just thinking of it."
"No. I want to see her face," he snarled at her, sweat standing out against his skin as he worked himself slowly toward climax one more time.
"Perhaps the next time." She couldn't stand it any longer. Looking over his shoulder, she could see his cock pistoning in and out of Haley's ass. His tempo was slowly increasing, slowly building to the crescendo. There was something primal about it all. His face was all lust and hate, all pleasure and the desire to dominate. And Haley's face was flushed with need, her eyes closed and her mouth hanging agape as she panted for air. Her hands alternated between clutching at the bedding and clutching at her breasts. It was almost more than Dare could handle.
Leaving one arm curled around him, her hand clutching at Haley's leg, she allowed her other hand to slip between herself and the archer. She let go a hissing breath in his ear when her fingers grazed her clit. The introduction of her fingers into her cunt saw her sighing in relief. She began stroking herself in time with his thrusts, let go every single sound of pleasure and need she made against his ear.
"You do this to me," she whispered. "You make me so wet. You make Haley so wet. We both want to fuck you. We both want your cock inside of us. Would you like that? Would you like to shove your dick deep into our cunts and fuck us until we scream your name?"
Her fingers moved faster, deeper and harder. Her hips jerked against his back. Her arm tightened its hold. "Picture it, archer. The sleek, wet heat of my pussy clutching at your cock as you shove in and pull out. You can make me beg for more, make me scream, make me writhe in ecstasy and need. You can fuck me and cum inside of me while your hands squeeze and pull at my breasts. You can do the same thing to Haley. And when you're done, when you've filled us both, you can watch us as we eat each other out."
She felt him shudder against her. "Have you ever watched a woman eat your cum out of another woman's cunt?"
He said nothing, simple continued to pound himself into Haley's ass. Her legs had long ago slipped to the sides and hung off his arms. That allowed Dare to run her hand up and down his chest. She would tweak his nipples, pull at them until he hissed in pain. Then she'd let go and send her hand downward, seeking out the spot where his body joined with Haley's, Her fingers would trail over his dick for a few strokes before she'd start the journey all over again.
At the same time, she teased herself, her fingers dancing with an alternating rhythm of fast and slow over her clit. When she wasn't toying with the small bundle of nerves, her fingers were pressing deep inside her body, stroking in and out as she built herself up toward the final explosion of release.
The air was clouded with the musk of need. She could smell both herself and Haley, could smell how hot and horny they both were. Sweat was beaded up on her skin, was rolling slowly down Barton's back. An occasional peek over his shoulder showed her that Haley's face was red, her skin speckled with drops of sweat. Her breasts were swollen from the abuse her fingers had heaped upon them, her nipples hard and puckered tight. Glancing down to where his cock drove in and out, she could see the moisture that glistened on the neatly trimmed patch of red hair between Haley's thighs. Some of it had dribbled down to coat his cock, providing him with extra lubrication.
The archer frowned, his hips coming to a halt. He was still buried inside of Haley, his hands curled tightly around her waist. Dare frowned and drew her fingers from between her thighs so that she could rest her chin on his shoulder. "Something wrong, stud? Why'd you stop? Isn't Haley's ass everything you were hoping for?"
Barton said nothing, merely flicked a glance her way. Dare saw irritation there. A smirk on her face, she reached out with her tongue and licked a line across his chin. The blonde gave his attention back to Haley, who was rapidly approaching the point where she would start slinging insults his way. "I've changed my mind. I want you on your hands and knees." Motions careless, his hands shoved her away from him. Dare watched with hungry eyes as his cock slid free of Haley's ass. Her friend wobbled ever so slightly as she rolled onto her side.
"Just like a man," she replied as she rose up on her hands and knees. "Never can make up your minds. It would be better if Dare finished me off. At least she knows how to fuck me."
"I'll show you which one of us can fuck," he retorted, his hands reaching for her. Haley allowed him to drag her back toward him, gave off a really loud cry when he shoved himself back into her without a word. His arms slipped around her, one at her waist and one across her shoulders. Dare moved out from behind him just as he reared back, pulling Haley with him. He ended up sitting on his calves while Haley sat in his lap. The shift in position brought a short grunt from her. Her legs slid back to rest beside his on the bed. Barton turned to look at her. "Did you bring other cuffs?"
One dark eyebrow rose as she considered what he was asking. She shot a glance to Haley, who wore nothing on her face to give away what she thought. Not that it mattered because Dare knew well enough that the other woman could get out of any pair of cuffs they owned with relative ease. There was no danger in letting him cuff her wrists together. After a brief nod, Dare slid off the bed and sashayed toward the table where the toys were waiting them. She picked up the cuffs she'd packed, allowing them to dangle from one crooked finger while she retraced her steps.
"Cuff her hands behind my back." He gave the order while Dare was crawling back into the bed. She crawled around behind him, reached around his body to catch Haley's arms, then drew them behind his back. The cuffs clicked shut, the metallic noise loud under the music still playing through the speakers. "You. In front. I want to see you."
Dare crawled around to set in front of them, her lips tilted up in a smirk. "Don't you trust me, archer boy? Afraid I'm going to bury something in your ass and make you really enjoy being fucked by a cock?" She flicked her gaze over Haley's body, offered up so blatantly like some kind of pornographic buffet. Some of the teasing left her face and her voice was almost flat when next she spoke. "Be afraid, stud. Because that's exactly what's going to happen. Haley and I are going to keep fucking your ass until you moan as loud as any whore. Until you beg and plead with us to fuck you again and again. When we're done with you, you're going to let any man who looks at you shove his big fat dick up your ass. You'll be nothing but a cunt for us to use as we will."
The archer shot her a very unfriendly look but said nothing. Haley only smiled and rolled her hips. Dare heard the slightest hint of a groan. His hands crept across her stomach, pressed against her flesh hard, and held her in place while his hips began to thrust once again. Despite the awkwardness of the situation, Haley moved her hips in time with his. And the look on her face suggested that the man was very much not going to like her.
"Is that it? Can't you fuck harder?" she asked, panting softly between her sentences. "Don't tell me I'm going to have to teach you how to be a man. Even my current pet is better than you are."
Oh dear. Shame on Haley. She was telling lies. Dare knew that there was no way the redhead would ever let her pet put his dick inside of her. His task was to look beaten and to lick her cunt when she told him to. Maybe Dare should take the flogger to Haley's back for lying like that. On the other hand, hearing her lie was enough to see Dare's fingers seeking out her breasts, fingers tugging at her nipples. Haley smiled as she watched.
"Seriously. Are you a girl, Barton? Either fuck me or get off the pot. I've gotten better from my own hands." The man scowled at her taunting, then grit his teeth and began pounding his hips against her ass harder. Her smile stretched wider. Dare could see satisfaction shining in the woman's green eyes. "Was he this wimpy when he fucked your mouth, Dare? Was it like trying to deep throat limp spaghetti noodles?"
"Oh, I don't know, Haley. He certainly has his hip action down. But Harper is so much better."
Whatever Haley had been about to reply with was cut off when she let go a deep, throaty groan. Barton's hands were on her hips, holding her in place while he drove himself into her as hard and as fast as he could. Haley's head tipped back to rest on his shoulder, her mouth hanging open as she gasped for breath. His rhythm had her tits bouncing up and down, a siren's call that Dare couldn't ignore. She let go of her own breasts and crept forward.
Dare came to a stop when she her knees were almost touching his. One hand reached out to capture Haley's breast, to cup it and hold it still. Dare leaned in, wrapped her lips around the tight peak and sucked it into her mouth. Haley drew in a sharp breath before muttering something unintelligible under her breath. Dare smiled around her nipple, then bit down on it. Hard.
The three of them found a rhythm. Haley would pant and moan while Barton fucked her hard, then she'd belittle and berate him when his tempo slowed. In response, he would growl and curse under his breath, then start fucking her hard all over again. Occasionally, one of his hands would find Haley's free breast and fondle it until Haley cried out in pain. Dare shifted her attention between her friend's nipples, sucking and chewing at them until the redhead begged her to stop. It was a vicious circle that cycled over and over again and it never seemed to end.
She'd lost track of the passing minutes by the time the archer barked out his last order. Dare had gotten herself off more than once while leaving Haley's breasts alone while her nipples no doubt stopped throbbing. Barton's hips were thrashing wildly against the woman's ass, a sure sign that his climax was evident. Haley rode him, her hips still shifting in time with his even though she had long ago stopped tossing insults his way. All she could do was cry out each time he stroked in and plead with him each time he pulled out. She had gotten the fucking she wanted, was ready for it all to be over.
Barton's eyes, deep and blue, locked on to Dare's. "Make her cum." The tension in his voice signaled he had reached his limits.
Dare nodded and reached between their thighs. Haley was dripping wet, as turned on as Dare had ever seen her. She shoved three fingers deep and pressed them hard against the muscled wall of Haley's pussy. Her thumb took up residence on the woman's clit and began teasing it. Her eyes remained locked onto Barton's face, watching for the signs.
His hands reached up and took hold of Haley's breasts, squeezing them until his knuckles went white. It tore a cry out of her throat that echoed loudly around the room. A look of triumph on his face, her buried his head in her throat. A second cry filled the room and Haley's body spasmed around Dare's fingers. A minute or two after that, the archer tossed his head back and roared while his hips stopped, his cock buried deeply in Haley's ass.
Even though she wasn't part of it, the orgasm felt as if it lasted forever. Slowly, as if she was fighting it, Haley's chin dropped to her chest. Her breasts heaved as she struggled to breathe. Barton was struggling to regain control of himself, his hands already working at pulling Haley off of him.
She should have seen it coming. She really should have. But she'd been too lost in the haze of sexual exploration and dominance that she hadn't paid any attention to the possible outcomes. And by the time she realized what he was doing, it was too slow in coming.
Haley was limp and tumbled to the bed like a rag doll, arms still cuffed behind her. She didn't stir right away, attesting to the force with which the man had fucked her. And by the time Dare was returning her attention to him, all she got for her trouble was Barton's doubled up fist. It smashed her in the cheek, right at the edge of her nose and lips, and sent her skidding across the mattress until she slipped over the edge and dropped to the floor. Stars were spinning behind her eyes, her head ringing with the force of his blow. A faint trickling sensation told her he'd hit her hard enough to draw blood.
The soft, cushiony cloud of satiation she'd been floating on the entire time evaporated and left her with nothing but the anger and the urge to destroy. He didn't deserve to live. A lowly human couldn't be allowed to attack her and keep breathing. Even before she could fully process everything, the flames were crackling loudly, ringing the entire room so that there was no place the man could go without being hurt.
There was a metallic sounding snap that said Haley had turned stone and broken her cuffs. Dare rose on unsteady feet to find Barton only feet away from the door, blocked by nothing more than her flames. If she'd been any slower.. If he'd knocked her unconscious... Dare growled.
Her anger spiked and, with it, so did the flames. She could feel the heat beating at her back, watched as the blonde threw an arm up to protect his eyes and took a few steps backward. She barely noticed Haley as the woman crossed to him, her skin gone to pale, organic marble. Her only concern was finishing the man off. Several snakes made of flame wound their way along the floor, moving in a serpentine manner toward his feet. He backed up further until his body smacked into Haley's.
He turned, his gaze taking her in. She lifted a hand to his throat and wrapped those stone fingers around it. Dare knew that she could crush his windpipe with barely a thought. "You ruined the moment, Barton. We were going to let you go back to your cell with your dignity, or what's left of it, still in tact. Now..." She gave him a shake for emphasis. "Now we really have to punish you."
"The fire wants him, Haley. It wants to eat him." Dare's voice came out in a sing-song manner. Both Haley and the archer turned to look at her. Her friend's eyes glittered like emeralds in the pale marble of her face while Barton's eyes were filled with real fear. Dare vaguely felt the warm breeze against the back of her neck and knew that her hair had to be floating around her head. That didn't matter. What mattered was that the flames were whispering to her again.
They wanted her to let them at him. They wanted to crawl all over him and devour him whole. And she wanted to let them. It was so much easier to simply give in and let the flames have their way. When she gave in to them, they made her feel so good. As if she was invincible. Unstoppable. As if she was being fucked by the biggest cock in the world. She always felt like she was on the verge of orgasming so hard that she'd literally explode into thousands of tiny pieces. Dare licked her lips, her hands brushing her tits as she swept them down her body then tucked them between her thighs. So wet. So horny. So hungry. "Let us kill him, Haley. Let us punish him."
"That isn't what we agreed upon, Dare. You know it. We're going to break him in and train him to be a pet. That won't happen if you let the flames have him." Haley's voice was calm and level.
Dare stared at the redhead, her tongue darting out to lick her lips again. This time, it returned to her mouth with blood clinging to it. Fisting one hand, she reached up and wiped the blood off her face. It ended up smeared across her lips and arm. "He needs to die, Haley. He tried to get away."
"You can't kill him, Dare. We need him." Haley's voice was soft and gentle, the kind of voice that a person used with frightened children and animals. Or mental patients on the very verge of going postal. Dare blinked at her, wondering why Haley was using that tone with her.
"He's just a human, Haley. What do we need with humans?"
Haley sighed. "Remember what Morgan said about him? You can't kill him."
What Morgan said... She tried to push away the seductive voice of the flames so that she could recall what it was that Morgan had said. Something about a blonde and the future. It was fuzzy, as if the flames were burning away her memories so that she wouldn't force them back in the box that she kept them in. "He isn't that important. There will be others." That sounded right.
"Others?" Haley asked, her voice infused with anger. "What others? Maybe you have other options, Dare, but I don't. Don't you dare take this one away from me. Don't you dare take him away from me."
Dare blinked. Haley wanted that lowly piece of human waste over herself? Him? She would really choose him? No. That wasn't right. That wasn't the way it was supposed to be. Haley was hers! She had been since... Dare couldn't even remember. But Haley was hers and she'd be damned if she'd share her with some lowly piece of humanity who thought he was better than her because he was normal.
Dare stalked forward until she was only inches from Haley, only inches from the man. The flames felt her cracking, felt her giving in to their wants. They stroked her on the inside, cooed to her and convinced her that this was for the best. She was unaware of the burning footsteps behind her or the snakes made of flames that crept across the floor toward the three of them. All she knew was what the fire said to her. The archer had to die. "I promise you I'll do everything that he can do, Haley. I'll be there for you when his mind breaks and his body can't do what you ask of it. I'll satisfy your every urge and desire. Just let me kill him. Let us have him. Let us..."
Dare never got to finish her statement. Frowning, Haley swung her hand out and caught Dare's cheek. The backhanded slap was hard enough to knock her off her feet and Dare found herself laying on the floor, naked and cold and utterly confused. Her hair obscured her vision as she pushed up to her knees. Blood pattered against the carpeting, staining it crimson. She raised a hand to her mouth and once more wiped the blood away.
When she was finally on her feet, there were scorch marks on the floor where her fire had followed her. Flames still ringed the room, but they weren't as high as before. Barton was staring at her as if he'd never seen her before. Haley was still seething with rage. "Its not about that and you damn well know it! I can get that anywhere. What he represents, though..."
"They tried to take over again, didn't they?" Dare whispered.
Haley nodded, her body jerking into motion. She crossed the room, returning to the bed where the metal cuffs still dangled from the ring on the headboard. With quick, rough motions, she slapped them back on the archer's wrists and left him where he was. She turned her attention back to Dare. "I'm sorry I had to hit you. But you can't just kill every human we come across. If you don't curb your homicidal tendencies, Harper will do it for you. And you won't like the manner with which he accomplishes that at all. I promise."
"You know how seductive they are, Haley. I can't always stop them." Dare felt she sounded more herself, though her face was going to be black and blue before the day was out.
"You need to stop them, Dare. You have to pull your shit together. If we're going to do what Morgan said, you've got to have all the brain cells in your head under your control. If Harper were to catch wind of this..." Haley stopped and looked over her shoulder at the blonde. "He'll die and it won't be by your hand. And Harper will never leave us alone again. He might even break his rule and do it himself."
Dare stared at her a moment, then snorted and shook her head. "He might do it to me, but not you. You're different. I'm not blood. You are. You're the future of his world. Not me." She wasn't bitter about that. She'd known for a long time, ever since Haley and Harper had begun their relationship, that she was more or less an accessory that both of them wore when it pleased them. And she was okay with it. But she also knew it was the truth.
"If he thinks that future is threatened, blood might not matter anymore." Haley frowned and shook her head. "You have to keep your head or every thing goes up in flames. Morgan's vision goes up in flames. Please. Keep it together. For me. This is important to me." Dare watched, eyes wide, as Haley stepped into her. The taller woman's hands were of flesh when they curled around Dare's arms and pulled her close. She went into Haley's embrace without complaint or fight. "You're important to me."
Haley's body was soft against her own, her lips tender as they took Dare's for a gentle kiss. She wrapped her arms around her friend's shoulders and pressed the length of her body tightly to the redhead's. All the while, Haley's mouth explored hers with growing urgency, her tongue lapping at the blood before driving back toward the back of Dare's throat. When she pulled back, she licked her lips, wiping away the remnants of Dare's blood. Dare shuddered and felt the flames recede fully, leaving her once more in control of herself. She faced the bed and the blonde archer stretched out across its surface. "What do we do with him?"
She felt Haley move in close behind her, the pointed tips of her nipples poking sharply into Dare's back as the redhead's arms slid around her and once again pulled her in close. "I think he deserves the table." Haley's voice was right next to her ear, a breathy but loud whisper that carried across the room. It also held a sense of excitement that came with the mention of that particular device. "Go change the program while I get him ready."
Dare nodded and pulled away. But not before Haley's hands curled around her breasts and kept her in place long enough to allow the taller woman to deliver a bite to her shoulder. Her legs wobbled as she crossed the floor to the miniature control panel set into the wall. A few taps of her fingers saw the landscape around them changing once again.
When Dare faced Haley and their toy again, the bed he'd been reclining upon was gone. In its place was a flat surface on a stand. There was a hinge on the underside that allowed the table to be shifted into different positions. A small lip edged the bottom and seven different leather straps hung from the surface, waiting to be put to use. A rather large gap in the center exposed the rails that ran along the underside of the table. The entire thing was painted a shining white.
Haley was dragging Barton toward the table by the length of chain hanging from his cuffs. He was doing his best to fight her and he might have been able to pull her off her feet with his larger, muscular bulk. She'd managed to keep such an event from happening by once more shifting into a living stone statue. Dare watched the other woman as she jerked their pet forward and nearly threw him against the table. "I'm going to kill you both for this, Stone. I'll put an arrow right through your sick little black hearts."
"We wouldn't have to do this if you hadn't done anything to earn it, Barton. So I would be quiet if I were you. I really don't like the idea of breaking your jaw because I had to hit you. We want you broken. Not dead. No matter what Dare says, you are worth more to us alive than dead." As she spoke, she worked the leather straps into place around his ankles. It was a little trickier to manage his wrists because it left one free to flail at her while she pinned down the first one. But his flesh and bone fists couldn't do any damage against her stone skin. Soon enough, she had him pinned to the table by the wrists and ankles. The remaining straps were left to hang for the time being. Haley turned to look at Dare. "Why don't you collect the goodies we'll need this time around?"
"Sweet."
The table hadn't disappeared and the toys that she'd laid out on them earlier still waited for her. Dare took her time, looking over each of the toys. After giving each item a good deal of thought, she selected a penis shaped gag, a cock ring, a blindfold, a set of nipple clamps and a small bottle of colored liquid. Then she crossed to a cabinet that had appeared with the table, opened the door and took stock of what was inside. Again, she took her time with making a decision, finally selecting what looked like a set of anal beads jutting up at an angle from the flat piece to which it had been attached..
There were subtle differences between a typical set of anal beads and the toy she held. To start with, it was rigid and straight. It was also thicker at the ends with a compressed center so that it bore the shape of an hour glass. The top was about an inch in diameter while the base was an inch and a half around. A switch at the end marked it as a vibrator. It was at least six inches long.
Once she had all of the toys gathered up, she crossed the room to join Haley beside the table. She watched her friend's green eyes glance over the items she held. The sight of the vibe brought a smile to her face. "You're positively evil."
"I know. That's why I have this, too." Dare held up the small bottle she'd grabbed earlier. Seeing it brought a chuckle up Haley's throat. "Shall we finish trussing him up?"
"Let's." Haley held out her hand, waiting for Dare to drop some goodie into it. She gave her friend the nipple clamps. Haley grinned and watched as the pyrokinetic opened the top of the bottle she held. One drop was applied to each of the man's nipples, then Dare leaned over him and gently blew air across the tiny nubbins. The fluid must have started working because he sucked in a breath, his body shifting as he tried to pull away. In seconds, the twin tips were peaked up hard and tight. Haley grinned and carefully applied the clamps, one at a time, to them both.
The sensation of the teeth snapping closed around them brought another hissing sound from his throat.
Dare shuddered to hear the sound. She wished she'd had more time to tease and taunt those nipples, but there was more to do to the man. They were going to show him just who was in control here. They were going to show him that humans were little more than toys for their perverse pleasure. They would break him, no matter how long it took them.
Haley looked at the cock ring that Dare had circling her finger. "How do you plan on getting him up so that you can put that on him?"
Dare glanced at the cock ring, then shot her gaze toward the archer's limp dick. When she looked back at Haley and frowned a moment as she thought it all out. Then a grin slid across her face. She turned back toward the table and sifted through the toys. Finally, she lifted a long strand of beads connected to a base that held batteries. Turning, she showed it to Haley. "I think this will work."
"That'll work nicely," Haley agreed. The archer's blue eyes were watching Dare as she approached him. She could see hatred burning in their clear depths. Hatred and something else. She offered him a smug smile.
"Now, now, stud. These beads won't bite. I promise. In fact, you're going to love how they feel when they're wrapped around your cock. I'm willing to bet a month of Harper's dick in my ass that this will be the best part of this whole experience for you."
"You enjoy that, Dare. You'd willingly lose that bet."
"True. Fine. I'm willing to bet a month of our new toy's dick in my ass that this is going to be the best part of this whole thing for him."
"Only when he's properly broken," Haley told her. Dare nodded absently, already at work wrapping the beaded vibe around the archer's dick. The great thing about the vibe was that there was a flexible core running down the middle that allowed her to shape it to whatever body part it was being applied to. Her fingers moved swiftly, squeezing a little too harshly from time to time in order to draw a grunt of sound from his throat. As soon as she had the vibe snaked around his cock, she flipped the switch and turned the toy on.
His hips shifted ever so slightly as the beads rolled around his dick. Dare could see that he was gritting his teeth, trying to hold himself back. She shook her head and handed Haley the gag. "Don't put that in his mouth just yet. I want to hear him when I sink this thing into his beautiful ass." Haley nodded and held onto the gag, her attention given over to Dare. The pyrokinetic turned her attention toward the beaded vibe meant for the man's ass.
It was mounted on a piece of the same material that the table had been made from, with a hinge in the back to allow her to fold it and slip it into place from behind. She found the tube of lubricant that had been used on his and Haley's ass, squeezed some of the contents out onto the vibe and worked it along the piece with one hand. When she was sure it was properly slicked up, she darted around behind the table and knelt.
From her position, she had a perfect view of the archer's well toned, finely sculpted ass. For a moment, she considered sinking her teeth into one cheek. Then she said fuck it and did it anyway. His muscles tensed when he felt her bite down into the flesh. They relaxed when he realized that she wasn't going to rip anything off. She only pulled back when she was sure that there would be a bruise there the next day. Another bite to the other cheek gave him a matched mark. "I suggest you relax, stud. Because if you don't, this is going to hurt like a son of a bitch."
The edges of the insert had hooks that attached to the rails. Dare bent the hinge so that she could fit it into place. When the hooks locked into place, she slid the pin that kept the hinge from folding and popping the piece off the rails. One hand on the bottom of the piece, she reached up and worked her fingers between his cheeks, prying them apart so that she could see where the tip of the vibe would hit. "Scream for me prettily, my sweet. Scream for me and I'll give you a treat."
The piece slid up the rails silently, the tip of the vibe pressing against his asshole after moving only a few inches. She felt the muscles beneath her hand contract in an effort to keep the vibe out. Silly pet. Didn't he know that he wouldn't stop her? The tip of the vibe eased past the ring of muscles almost easily. She moved her hand away in order to settle it next to her other one. With the strength of both arms behind her, she could press the vibe into his ass with little trouble.
When it was buried completely within his ass, Dare locked the piece in place so it couldn't slide down the rails. She stood and moved around to stare at Haley. "Get ready with that thing. We're going to turn this bad boy on in a few."
The redhead nodded, then dropped her hand down so that she could press the toy between her thighs. Dare watched as she worked it between her pussy lips, as she shifted it back and forth, then pulled it free. It glistened with moisture. Nodding, Dare stepped in front of the table and reached between his legs to turn the vibe on. High.
Even though the toy was snug in his ass, they could hear the buzzing noise as it rotated and vibrated within him. Dare brought her hand back far enough that she could wrap it around his cock. Her finger squeezed his length, pressing the vibrating beads into his flesh. The sensation was obviously too much for him because he let go with a long, loud moan. Haley pressed the gag between his teeth and held it in place with the tips of her fingers. "Let's get this locked in place. Then we'll finish with the rest of the buckles."
Dare reached up to hold the gag in place, allowing Haley both hands to buckle the gag into place. The man's eyes glared at them. When Dare was sure Haley had the gag secured, she started in on the remaining straps. One set rested low on his hips, holding them tight against the table so that he couldn't shift the cock in his ass. The other two sets locked around his thighs, further restricting his movements. Together, she and Haley got them fitted into place. When they were done, the two of them stepped back to look at him.
Haley shook her head, arms crossed under her breasts. "Mmmm. I don't think he's learned his lesson yet. Finish him." Dare nodded and moved toward the bag she'd left on the floor. From within a pocket on the inside, she withdrew a small foil packet. Shooting a look at Haley, she turned back to the archer.
His cock was beginning to fill with blood, giving it a bit of firmness. Perfect. Dare pulled the wrap around vibe away from him and tossed it to the floor. She drew the cock ring from her finger and undid it. The rigid leather strap had a small stud and holes that allowed it to be adjusted to fit pricks of all sizes. Smiling at him, she wrapped the leather around the base of his cock, making sure it sat behind his balls, and locked it into place. He said something behind his gag, but Dare ignored him. Instead, she sought out the bottle of warming liquid and dribbled some over the top of his dick. Making sure he was watching her, she blew against the liquid.
His hips tried to snap up in response. "If you think that's bad, stud. Just wait." Dare held up the small square so that he could see it, then ripped it open. The condom was without any kind of lubrication or spermicide, simply a plain, ordinary rubber. She set it against the tip of his cock, then slowly rolled it down until it covered his length. She could hear him screaming or yelling behind the gag. "Look, Haley. Gift wrapped for our pleasure." As if to prove her point, Dare wrapped her lips around the head of his dick and sucked it down.
"Something's missing, though," Haley said, her eyes raking over him critically. She tugged Dare away from him and caught the blindfold that hung off her wrist. The redhead slipped the black silk mask over his eyes and settled it into place. "There. That's exactly what he needed. Doesn't he look tasty?"
"Too bad he can't see what we're going to be doing to one another," Dare purred.
"Yes. Too bad." Haley reached out and ran her finger tips down the man's chest. His skin quivered at the touch. "Should we just leave you here like this? How long do you think it would take for you to snap if we left you here, trussed up like some sacrificial lamb?"
"We could keep him on the verge of orgasm but never let him achieve it." Dare's voice had once again taken on that same husky quality it had held before, the one that said she was hungry and in need. She reached out and tugged at the chain that lay shining against his chest. "How long could you survive that before going mad? How long would you last before you broke and begged us to let you cum? Would you be so horny that you'd allow a man to suck you off? Would you let him fuck you in the ass? What would you be willing to do to experience la petite mort one more time?"
She leaned in so she could lick the shell of his ear. "Would you let us do anything for it? Would you sell your soul for one more orgasm?" Barton shook his head in the negative, something garbled sounding from behind the gag. Dare was sure he'd be glaring at her if not for the blindfold. She went up on tiptoes and pressed a kiss against his chin. She wanted to kiss his mouth again, wanted to taste his blood on them. As she did so, she made sure that she rubbed her abdomen against his cock. "When you're properly broken, my sweet archer, you will. You'll sell your soul for the touch of my hand. You'll beg like an addict for Haley's lips upon your cock. You'll want nothing more than to serve us and please us. And as long as you behave, you'll have everything you could ever desire."
Haley's hand touched Dare's back, a silent signal that she should move. Dare did so, stepping to the side to give the taller woman access to their captive. The sound of leather cutting the air hissed momentarily until the length of a crop landed just above the man's hips, above the strap that held him down. It cracked against his flesh, drawing some kind of cry from him while his body tried to thrash and pull away. The leather toy barely missed hitting the head of his cock. "But if you don't," Haley said, her voice sliding out in a shuddering sigh. "Well... This will be a picnic compared to what we can and will do to you."
She watched as Haley bent at the waist, her lips hovering over the man's cock. Her friend puckered up, blew gently across the tip of his erection. His shaft twitched in response, his body trying to move. He could bring his head and shoulders up off the table, but that was about it. Everything else was secured tightly to the surface of the table.
The redhead rose to her full height, her breasts brushing against his abdomen as she slid up the length of his body in a vaguely snake like manner. She leaned into him, their flesh touching from shoulder to thigh, and brought her mouth to rest beside his ear. "I won't kill you. No matter what you do or try, I will not kill you. You're far too important to my plans for that. But if you don't behave, I'll make you wish I would. I'll make you wish I'd end it."
His reply was again muffled by the gag. Dare wondered if he was cursing them or begging them. She wondered if it really mattered.
"Lay him flat, Dare. I want to ride him," Haley ordered. Dare nodded and moved behind the table. There was a small, attached remote, much like one found on hospital beds, that raised and lowered the table. Taking hold of it, she pressed the button that would lower the platform and its occupant into a more acceptable position. Haley clung to their toy as the motor brought the table parallel to the floor. When it stopped, Dare bent down to tuck the remote back into place. She was just straightening up when Haley sank down over the archer's stiffened cock.
A long, drawn out sigh rolled up the redhead's throat as she settled down over him. She flicked her gaze Dare's way, her green eyes sparkling with lust and mischief. "My god, Dare. He's as straight as an arrow. This is going to be positively amazing." Haley held her hand out toward the pyrokinetic. Dare took it and allowed her friend to pull her up onto the table with them. She settled between his thighs, behind Haley, and wrapped her arms around the other woman so that she could cup her breasts. "Did you know that he was supposed to have perfect aim? They say he's supposed to hit the mark every time, that he never misses. Shall we see if the legends about him are true?"
"Let's."
Haley began shifting her hips then, pushing with her legs so that she slid up and down on the length of Barton's cock. Dare's fingers tormented her nipples, working at the tight peaks with menacing fingers until she knew they would be sore. Then she tortured them further, drawing moans and gasps from the redhead's throat. "Mmmmm. You're such a beautiful example of humanity. You should feel honored, archer. You're the first pet we've ever had who has been allowed to do this. None of the others have been allowed such a privilege. The slaves would be killed on the spot if they dared touch any of us. And any other pets that we've had aren't allowed to actually put their cocks inside of us. Harper is of the opinion that mere humans are beneath such pleasures."
Dare heard him try to speak around the gag. She didn't know what it was he was trying to say, nor did she care. The sight of his body pinned the way it was, the sight of Haley riding him, the feel of the woman's tits in her hands made her eager for a chance to take the archer for a test drive. She let one hand slide down over Haley's belly while the other continued terrorizing her nipples. "But that isn't true, is it? You want me to ride you like this until you cum so hard your vision whites out, don't you?"
Dare moaned softly. She loved it when Haley talked dirty. Her fingers slipped between Haley's thighs, slid between her pussy lips to find the small nubbin of her friend's clit. She stroked one tip across the sensitive bundle of nerves. Haley's back arched and a soft cry rolled up out of her mouth. Dare made sure to stroke her finger against his cock as Haley rode it. "But you'll have to beg for that, archer. Whimper, plead, scream for me and maybe, just maybe, I'll let you cum."
"Maybe she'll let you fuck her without the condom if you're good enough, stud," Dare whispered, adding a second finger so that she could pinch Haley's clit. The redhead squealed, her hips slapping down against Barton's body hard. "Imagine what that will feel like. Imagine being able to feel how hot and wet she is as you glide in and out of her."
"Dare! Stop it. I won't last if you keep this up." Haley's body shuddered as she rocked her hips.
"I want a turn, you know. He looks so tasty. If I could eat him up, I would."
"You already did," Haley reminded her. "And he loved it. Didn't you, pet? You loved ramming your cock into her mouth over and over again. I bet she's the best you ever had. Harper says she sucks dick so well, she could suck start a Harley. You'd love the chance to do that to her again, wouldn't you?"
Dare peeked over Haley's shoulder at Barton. Though she couldn't see much of his face or the expression he wore, she could see the strain in his shoulders and arms. There was tension in the way his hands were fisted. He probably didn't want to admit it but he wanted everything they were saying. He wanted to cum inside of Haley. He wanted to fuck Dare's mouth again. He wanted that and so much more. "You can have it all, pet. All you need do is give in to us. Admit that we're better than you. Acknowledge us as your masters and you can have everything. My mouth. My cunt. My ass. Haley's mouth and ass and cunt. You can blow your load all over our tits. You can fuck us until we scream your name. Just give in. Give yourself to us."
"Imagine it, archer. Every night in our bed, pleasing us while we please you. There's nothing we won't do to each other. And there's nothing we won't let you do. Do you want to fuck Dare's ass while she fucks me? Do you want me to suck your cock while she rides your face? You can have that and so much more." Haley curled her fingers into his abdomen, her nails scoring his flesh.
"Just give in," Dare urged. She stroked and rubbed her fingers harder and faster against Haley's clit. She could feel the way Haley's muscles were tensing, how she quivered with the urge to climax. She was right on the edge. All she needed was a little push. Dare's fingers pinched her friend's clit hard. Haley's spine arched, her head dropping back onto Dare's shoulder as she screamed out her pleasure. When the redhead went limp, Dare drew her hand away and pressed soft kisses against Haley's throat.
Over the rasping of the other woman's breath, Dare could hear the archer's voice behind his gag. She thought it sounded like he was pleading. "Fucking beautiful, Haley."
"He's all yours, Dare," Haley panted as she lifted up off of him. "Ride him hard. I want to hear him beg before he gets to cum." The two of them switched places. Haley settled between his thighs while Dare worked at positioning herself over him. One hand grasped his cock and held it so that she could lower herself down onto him. A long moan slid up her throat to color the room with her pleasure. Haley's hands were curled around her hips, guiding her every action. When she was settled down on top of him, Haley let go of her hips so that she could take hold of Dare's breasts. "Fuck him, Dare. Fuck him and make yourself cum."
Dare shifted her hips, lifting up slowly so that his cock slid out of her. She held herself on her knees for a moment or two, allowing him to hang on the cusp, before she slammed herself back down. Pain rolled through her, setting off tingles along her nerves. Over the sound of her gasp, she heard his voice, muffled and indistinguishable under the gag. Oh, yes. This was good. This was so good.
"He's so big, Haley. So big and thick."
"I know, Dare. I loved having him inside of me," Haley purred in her ear. Seconds later, her teeth found Dare's shoulder and bit down. Dare gave another gasp, her hips jerking against Barton's as she began bouncing up and down. "God, you're so easy. She's such a little slut. Isn't she, archer? I don't need Harper to know that she loves having you stuffed up inside of her. She wishes that you weren't bound to the table, because she wants you to flip her over onto her back and fuck her so hard that her brains spill out of her ears. She wants you to make her bleed. Don't you, slut?"
"Gods, yes," Dare moaned. "Hard and fast. Hard and fast. Hurt me. Fuck me. Give it to me. Give in to me. Give me your soul, archer. Give me your soul and I'll give you everything. I'll be your everything. Just give in."
He was screaming something behind his gag, his hands fisted so tight that his knuckles were white. Dare rode him harder, worked herself closer and closer to the edge. It wouldn't take long. She knew it and Haley knew it. And she wanted this so badly. She wanted to cum with his cock inside of her. Wanteditwanteditwantedit...
"Stop, Dare. Don't move. I need to do something." Haley's order brought her to a halt almost immediately. Years spent sharing a bed with both Stone siblings had trained her to listen to orders, though she did so more out of habit than any real need to be subservient. She played the bottom for them, but that didn't mean she was one.
She felt Haley shift behind her, then the table moved as the redhead climbed down off of it. Dare watched as the taller woman moved to the other end of the table. Dare knew what was coming and, with a grin on her face, tightened her muscles down around his cock. Haley's fingers undid the buckle that held the gag in place. It slid from his mouth with a slight popping sound, as if he'd really been sucking on it. Dare squeezed him and brought a loud gasp from his throat. "Now beg me for it, Barton. Beg us to give you what you want."
"Fucking bitch! It burns! It fucking hurts! Get it off, take it off, get it off of me right now! Let me go. Let me go. Let me go." There was a hint of panic and pain lacing his words, though they both knew that he was far from true damage. Dare shifted over him, rising up so that she could slam herself down. "Fuck! So good. It feels good and it hurts and it burns. I need to fuck you, need to shove my cock deep into you. I need to cum. I have to cum. Let me fucking cum. Please let me fucking cum."
"Tell me how it feels, pet," Dare breathed as she moved. She could feel that his hips were straining against the straps that held him down. Instinct had taken over from rationality. His body wanted nothing more than to use her so that he could reach his goal. He wanted to do exactly what Haley had said. He wanted to throw her on her back and fuck her to within an inch of her life. "Tell me what it feels like to have your dick inside of me."
His head shook from side to side, his stubborn nature rising to the front once more. Dare rose up and slammed herself back down hard, pushing a groan from him. "Say it, pet. Say it now! Tell me how it feels. Tell me or I'll sit here until your dick falls off. Tell me now!"
"Tell her, archer. Tell her or else she'll leave you to your pain and misery. How long before the lack of blood flow permanently damages your cock? How long before you're no longer a man?" Haley leaned down and took his lips in a kiss that Dare knew would be rough. "Tell her, archer. Do it or I'll let her cook you."
"It feels good. So good. You're so tight. And wet. I can feel how wet you are through the condom. I want to take the fucking thing off so I can do this the right way. I want to feel everything." He'd started out babbling. But with each sentence, the babbling became more real. Less forced. "If my hands were free, I'd grab your hips and guide you so that you fucked me hard and fast. If my hips were free, I'd shove myself up into you until you begged me to make you cum. If... God, it feels good! I don't want it to end but I need... " he broke off and panted, as if he was fighting with himself again. "I need to cum. Please. Please let me cum. Please."
"You have to apologize first," Haley informed him. "You called us fucking bitches. Say you're sorry and we'll let you cum."
"Oh, god. Please!"
"Say you're sorry!" Haley snapped. "Do it or I'll have Dare climb off of you and I'll whip your cock until it bleeds. Say it!"
"Oh, god! I'm sorry. Please don't. I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have said it. I shouldn't have... I'm sorry."
"There now. That wasn't so bad, was it?" Haley smiled, then leaned down and kissed him again. This time, it was soft and gentle. A reward for listening to them. When the redhead lifted her face away from his, she looked over at Dare. "Finish yourself off. Then let him cum."
Dare nodded and began shifting her hips once again. She settled one hand in the center of his abdomen for balance. The other she slipped between them so that she could finger herself. Sensation zinged through her, tightening her muscles down over him. After all of the play, after all the dirty talk and the pain, after the seduction of the flames... after all of it, little effort went into making herself climax.
A few strokes of her fingers across her clit saw the tension shattering. Her body tensed around him while she rode out her orgasm. He was nearly whimpering, small mewling sounds coming from his throat while her muscles squeezed him tight. Finally, when the tremors and spasms stopped, Dare slipped off of him. "Take his blindfold off, Haley. I want to see his face as he cums."
While Haley rid him of the blindfold, Dare undid the buckles that held his right hand against the table. When his fist rose, Dare grabbed hold of it. "Now, now. Wait until you're told you can touch. Otherwise, I'll leave you like this."
It was obvious by his face that he didn't like that he couldn't grab himself yet. But his hand returned to the surface of the table and remained there. Dare patted the extremity in a 'good boy' kind of gesture. Then she turned her attention to his engorged shaft. The condom clung to his skin and took some work to get off. She threw it to the floor without a second glance, then reached for the cock ring. That gave way with minimal fuss and, like the condom, was tossed to the floor without care. "Now, my sweet pet. Fist your cock and make yourself cum. Don't hold back anything. We want to hear you as much as we want to see you. Make sure that you paint your beautiful chest with your spunk."
"Oh, god!" The words left his throat on a groan. Dare sat back and watched as his hand reached for his cock. She could see his eyes as he stared at her. His jaw was tense, teeth clenched as he stroked up and down his cock with his fist. Even with the straps holding him to the table, he tried to shift his hips so that he could thrust up into his fist. And the sounds.... Dear gods, the sounds were almost enough to send her off once again.
Grunts and groans, moans and filthy pleas. They all passed his lips as he pumped his fist faster and faster. Between the stimulation and the forced wait, it didn't take him long. A dozen strokes or more later, his hand froze at the base of his shaft and squeezed tight. His cum spurted out in thick ropes, splattering his belly and chest and face. With it came a long, loud moan that filled the vast cavern of a room with his pleasure. And when he was done, his hand fell back to the table, limp and smeared with his seed, while his chest heaved in an attempt to replenish his air.
Between the breaths, she could hear him panting out a whispered "thank you" over and over again.
It was a good start. A damn good start.
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Date: 2010-11-13 03:28 am (UTC)Um...I'm sure there's more to say, but my brain doesn't seem to be working right now.
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Date: 2010-11-13 03:54 am (UTC)it was so epic and so hot that even i had to take breaks. yeah.
i'm glad you liked it, hon.
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Date: 2010-11-13 05:12 am (UTC)Wonderful work, hun. This does get the bunnies going... but I won't throw anything more than I've already thrown at you. Don't want to step on toes.
Great work
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Date: 2010-11-13 05:26 am (UTC)go ahead and throw stuff at me. the worst that can happen is it doesn't work. right?
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Date: 2010-11-17 07:08 pm (UTC)This was fucking awesome LDF! LOVED it!
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Date: 2010-11-17 09:04 pm (UTC)i'm glad you enjoyed, sweetie. really.
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Date: 2010-11-29 05:43 pm (UTC)That brings me to the end of NML for now, but I am quite eager to see more. There are many things in this story that only begin to hint at all the things that can happen or are happening, and I sense that, in the long run, it will be epically huge by the time it is all over.
You are doing a great job here, MJ, so never doubt your ability to write. :-) Or to fog up my glasses with elaborate threesomes!
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Date: 2010-11-29 06:03 pm (UTC)hopefully, after i get the Christmas stuff done, i can get back to regular fic. and i am kind of actually making things up as i go along. hopefully, with Daz's help (and yours, of course), i can make sure i cover everything that i've hinted at. we'll see about epic.
glad you liked it, Samu. and should i apologize for the glasses? ;p
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Date: 2011-04-07 03:50 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2011-04-07 04:47 am (UTC)i hope you sleep well and i hope you have lovely dreams about that table. perhaps Roxxy can put Tony on it at some point...
glad you enjoyed, sweetie.