Battle Rayale Part II: Beauty and the Beasts [FMMMMM] [Mdom] [Fsub] [blowjobs] [training]

Ray wakes up on soft, crisp sheets. She can still smell the dryer scent on them. She breathes in deeply. Slowly opening her eyes Ray takes in the room. The large fairytale bed is surrounded by beautiful furniture and the windows had long, white curtains. Jonathan is sitting on the bench against the wall by the foot of the bed. “I’m so sorry. I was listening. I just love your breath.” he drops his hands from his chin, arms dangling from his knees. He stands approaching the bed, where Ray lays in a silk teddy. It’s a soft pink with a plunging neckline and a revealing cut on the hips such that Ray’s hipbone just peaked out from the black lace accent. The feather duvet is pulled up to Ray’s waist.

Jonathan steps closer clenching and unclenching his fists. He looks like he’s fighting something. “The even rhythm of your calm, placid breaths… it reminds me how delicate you are, how in a single moment it could be taken away.” He’s at the edge of the bed now. Ray pulls herself upon her legs. Jonathan growls. He loves her in this position. Deep in his throat a rumble grows. Ray’s heart skips a beat, pulling in a gasp of air. This makes his cock twitch. A fat, juicy vein on the underside of his sex pulsed. Another visceral growl from deep in his chest. Jonathan looked down at Ray. Perhaps it was the lighting. Maybe it was seeing her out of the Gridiron uniform and in this soft, feminine teddy. But she looked different.

Jonathan looked down at her for the mischievous, knowing glance he had come to expect from Ray. But gazing back up at him sat a little girl. He studied her face. Her perfect lips. Soft and pink. The fullness of her bottom lip and the crease in the outer corner of her eye were perfect. He wanted to kiss them. A perfect princess sitting in adoration of her King. He didn’t need to coax it out of her. She acted as if she knew what he wanted before he did, that she wanted what he wanted. He was losing control.

Jonathan hated that. His jaw clenched. Ray saw the muscle tense. Rising from her seat she pressed her palms against his chest and leaned up to his ear, barely reaching it. Her lips grazing his ear she whispered, “what does my breath make Daddy want to do?”
Jonathan lost it. Before he knows it his tongue is down her throat. He’s kissing her. Deeply. Grasping her, pulling at her teddy, he wraps her up in his arms. She fits inside perfectly. His barrel of a chest alone wraps around her body. She’s not slender, but his body makes hers look so. He holds her tight. He holds her close. He’s never needed to be this close to a woman before.

Ray is surprised by his strength. She could assess the power of it just by looking at his biceps, but she had no idea how he would use it. His arms clenched and tensed up in the right places, curving to her body. Then he’s slamming her down on the bed. J’s fingertips dug into the side of her neck, not choking her merely holding her in control. “Aah!” he ejaculated a frustrated yell in exasperation. Running his fingers through his hair he said, “look what you’ve done. You see what you do!?” he steps away from the bed to collect himself. His head is bowed and his shoulders back. “Your uniform is hanging in the armoire. I expect you down in 15. Your training starts tonight.”

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Ray steps out of the bedroom hesitantly. She’s in a long, dark hallway. The wood is all stained dark and the windows have stained glass, limiting the light pouring in from the street lamp. There were old portraits covering the walls. *The fuck, where am I, Hogwarts?* thought Ray. She takes small steps in her leather high heeled boots. Her feet were familiar with turf toe and fucked up toes, but this was another kind of pain. Running up the back of her thick legs is the seam of her white stockings. Peaking out from beneath her short petticoat and skirt is the crease of her ass cheek. Cinched up in a modified corset her toned muscles melt away, revealing her natural curves. Her breasts even felt fuller, heavier. That could be the shelf bra in this bloody corset, thought R. with every step her nipples threatened to slip out.
On in the inside of the corset however were two nipple clamps. Ray knew that was Jonathan’s touch. Every pull she felt on her nipples reminded her of that. Stepping into her stride, Ray feels more confident, sexier.

She gets distracted. A door is ajar. She stops. She doesn’t know J well but R gets the feeling that he is a private person. R enters anyway, her heart racing. Sitting in the center of an almost empty room is a small table. Atop this table is a rose. Encapsulated by a glass terrarium the rose leaned against the glass wall. Pretty she thought. Weird but pretty. Not stepping any further into the room she returned to the task at hand. Afterall her fifteen minutes were almost up.

Carefully descending the stairs she peers out onto the entrance hall. It was a grand space also covered with dark wood but the chandelier made this space brighter. “In here princess,” came one of the other men’s’ voices around the corner. Beer-induced laughter followed. “Come here beautiful lets play” more laughter.

Ray was trembling. Her nerves were getting her amped up. Just like the tunnel before a match, she thought. Pushing her chest out and shoulders back she turns the corner. The men sit with bottles in their hands surrounding a kitchen countertop. Just the lads drinking. They turn to her. Her presence immediately settles the rowdy atmosphere. Jason lets out a low whistle. Ray looks over at Jonathan. He gazes upon her face, smiling. He’s proud of his baby girl. She smiles back shining. It’s the look she longs for.

Jonathan walks over, places his hand on her back and takes her hand. He leads her over to the table gently. His softness surprised her. Where was the man that slammed her on the bed and gripped her throat? “Baby girl,” he began. “I have a few questions for you, is that okay?” She looks up at him then the other men and nods. He returns to his bar stool and pats his lap. “Up here baby girl.” The other men chuckle. They’re having fun just watching Jonathan play. Ray steps over to Jonathan and he hoists her up onto his crotch, her legs dangling over the side of the stool. “Now baby girl. How was your nap? Are you happy with the wardrobe we provided, along with the alterations?” he smirked at his men. They sniggered, amused. Ray noded. “Yes, Daddy” She felt a throb underneath her.

*God this man is a monster.* She shifted in her stockings so that her lips spread apart and pressed her clit against the textured fabric. “Nnng” he growled.

“And what do you think of my friends?” She blushed, hiding her smile in her shoulder. *This woman… this baby girl. She just doesn’t stop does she? It’s effortless,* Jonathan admired. “Don’t be shy” he gently pulled her chin up. “Tell me baby girl.” Ray leans up to his ear, again rubbing her lips. When she whispers into his ear he cracks a smile and glances up at Joe. “Joe mate, she loves your cock.” She whispers again. “She says it’s the tallest cock shes ever seen.” More whispering. “She wants to know how you run with all that between your legs, mate.” The men love this. Laughing louder still Jason begins stroking himself. Jordan was holding his balls. Joe is blushing.

Ray blurts out, “take your shirt off.” She’s staring at Joe. He hesitates, eyes flickering to Jonathan.

He’s smiling, amused, “you heard the woman.” Joe complies. Unbuttoning his shirt, he reveals a hairless chest but a stomach blessed with a perfectly furry happy trail. She turns to Jonathan again, “thank you Daddy” and kisses him on the cheek. “It’s my turn now baby girl. You sit and listen.” Clearing his throat he continues, “As it’s my birthday, my lads here got me a beautiful present. A perfect present. But my lads have been through it all with me and I want to share. After all we share almost everything.” the men laugh again at the inside joke. I want to pay my mates back, I want them to know how much I’d do for them. How much you’d do for me. Do you understand baby?” Ray nods, she thinks she knows where this is going.

Jonathan’s cock has grown bigger. She could feel the long rod extend down his body into his pant leg. The fabric stretched thin across his thick thighs and bulging balls. “I need to know that what my boys got for me is trainable, malleable, *stretchable*… You think you can prove that to me?” She nods again.

Jonathan lifts her up off his lap. She resists just a little, not wanting to leave Daddy’s arms. Jonathan sets her on the the table on all fours. “Good girl.” Stroking her arched back J commands, “baby girl is going to crawl over to Joe. Crawl over to that big dick of his and suck it. I want you to give him sloppy toppy. Joe loves it slobbery and wet.” sniggers among the group.

Ray did just that. She stared up at Joe with the commanding look she regularly wore. She determinedly crawls for that dick. Upon reaching him she pulls out his hard cock. It flings out of his trousers spraying her tits with precum. Staring into his eyes she lets a small dribble of spit drip onto the head of his penis. She makes her tongue flat and licks the underside of his member like an icecream cone. Ray knows she can go crazy on this circumcised head. When her tongue gets to the tip she flicks it, tickling Joe’s urethra. “Christ, woman.” Then she gives what he really wants. Sliding her lips slowly over the head she sucks tight and engulfs his long pipe. He can feel her tonsils. The soft, gushy back of her throat stroking his head. Grabbing her long curly brown hair he face fucks her. Fucks her face good. The gagging noises makes Jason stroke faster. Jordan has his dick out now, flinging it around. Jonathan loved to watch his men feel powerless to his slut. He owned them all. Drool pools in the edges of Ray’s mouth and dribbles out onto her chest. The spittle drips down into her cleavage where it settles. “Ugh, God” Joe throws Ray’s face off of his cock. She falls back onto the table legs akimbo weighed down by her heavy heals. Jonathan clenches his teeth. He does not like to see others throw around his baby girl. Putting his hands on in defeat and shooing her away, Joe turns away for a second. “Jesus mates, we’ve got a special little slut on our hands. Go, Jonathan take her from me. I can’t handle all of her at once” he says in disbelief. Joe rejoins the circle continuing to stroke his cock with her saliva. Ray turns over to look at Jonathan for his command.
“Well,” he motions to his pals with his hand. Ray looks around her. Four hard, long cocks sat before her, waiting for her lips. Suddenly she felt the weight of these men. She could tell tomorrow she’d be sore. Her pussy will ache and her back will be strained. *Daddy will make it better for his baby girl. Daddy is gonna fix everything.* And with this thought she crawled towards Jason, dragging her heavy heals. Already in her mind she was devising a plan to rock Jason’s cock. *Oh, he’s going to enjoy this…* she thought as her lips engulfed his balls.

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