Bad Boy: Part 3

A week was all he lasted, until he found himself being punished again. He’d wandered into the kitchen to find Sarah cooking, and dancing along to a song as she did. She ignored him as he grabbed a snack and lingered, eating it. He tried to keep his eyes off of her but he just couldn’t help it. Before he could look away, she turned around and caught him staring at her ass.

The consequences were immediate.

She called Olivia and they took him upstairs and into the master bedroom. Stripped him. Tied him down to the bed again.

“You know why you’re here, don’t you?” Olivia asked him, arms folded.

He nodded.

“Say it.”

“I was looking at Sarah inappropriately.”

“Just her?” She asked, an eyebrow raised,

He opened his mouth. Closed it.

“That isn’t right, because I saw you eyeing up my boobs this morning. You thought we’d let you get away with it?”

She sighed, turned to Sarah, her arms folded. “We have to teach this little pervert a real lesson.”

Sarah grinned. “Why don’t we give him exactly what he wants? You know what they say about too much of a good thing…”

It took a second, but soon Olvia was grinning too. She turned back to him. “Ok then. We’re going to let you cum. You have seven days to cum one hundred times, and if you do we’ll let you go. And if you don’t…?”

Her grin widened.

“You won’t be allowed to cum. You’ll stay in these ropes while we use you as a toy for another five weeks.”

He swallowed, remembering those weeks of hell.

Sarah chuckled. “I think you’ve given him enough encouragement. Me first.”

Without hesitation she crawled onto the bed, heading straight for his cock. She wrapped a hand around him, squeezing roughly, and watched his face as she stroked.

Olivia joined her on the bed. She kissed him, ran her hands down his skin,pressed her body against his, aiming to stimulate him as much as possible. Sarah ran her thumb over his tip, massaged his pre-cum into his shaft, and used it to jerk him off more roughly, faster. He groaned against Olivia’s soft lips.

Sarah deliberately stopped. She played with his balls inside, chuckling as he whined and protested.

His cock wept at the lack of attention. Olivia twisted her head to watch Sarah, and her eyes darkened at the sight. With difficulty, she returned herself back to paying him attention. She leaned herself over him so that her breasts were achingly close to his mouth. He looked at them hesitantly, looked back at her face, She pulled his face closer and he sucked her nipple hungrily.

Sarah wrapped her hand back around his cock, stroking him slow and hard until he came over himself.

“That was one,” Sarah said teasingly. “Only ninety nine to go!”

Olivia immediately pulled herself out of his mouth and licked up the cum that decorated his stomach. Sarah took care of the rest on his tip and shaft, and moved down until she was licking his balls. She sucked on them softly, crooking a finger to Olivia. Who then started to kiss his tip, lick his shaft. Both sucked him hungrily, licked him, kissed him. They took turns sucking his cock, lips tight, mouths warm and wet around him. His pre-cum leaked over their tongues.

Olivia took over, and worked him deeper into her mouth, licking his shaft. Her head bobbed on his cock and she pressed his tip into the back of her throat.

She was just working him deeper inside her as he came. She choked a little on his cum, struggling to swallow all of him. When he’d finished she pulled away, making sure she licked his cock completely clean before pulling away.

He groaned as Sarah squeezed him again. She chuckled.

“Liv, go ride his face. I’m going to ride his cock and I want to keep him busy.”

Olivia crawled over to his face and straddled him. He felt Sarah’s weight shift as she moved over his cock. She didn’t even give him time to recover, just sank down onto him with a groan. She worked herself down onto him, pushing herself lower and lower, using him to fill herself. She rode him slowly as he hardened again, then rocked her hips faster. She bounced on him, his balls slapping against her skin, angling herself so that he’d hit her g-spot.

She uses him brutally.

Meanwhile Olivia pressed herself against his face, pushing him to lick her wet pussy. She moaned as he sucked her, licked her, surprised to find himself hungry for the taste of her cum. He moaned against her as Sarah tightened her pussy around his cock. Both were using him, simultaneously. Without mercy.

His cock twitched inside her as Olivia came into his mouth. She moaned softly, still rocking her hips against him as he ate her out and swallowed her cum hungrily.

He came inside her.

And then they switched, and made him cum. Again. And again. And again.

He woke up the next day, sunlight streaming into his eyes. He groaned.

“Wakey wakey,” Sarah sang.

He stared at her blearily, flinching as she leaned over and ran a finger over his already-sensitive cock. His skin was still sticky with cum; the ropes were still tight around him. He could see by the look in her eyes there would be no mercy.

“Olivia!” She called.

There was a muffled response.

“Are you hungry?”

“Yes, why… oh.” Olivia wandered into the room. He noted with relief that she seemed as tired as him. Maybe they’d go easy on him. He knew that the long-term consequences would be bad, but he couldn’t bring himself to care about anything but his immediate circumstances.

Which were that he was going to be made to cum again.

He hadn’t known it was possible to cum as many times as he had, but he would swear that there shouldn’t be a drop left in him this morning.

Olivia wrapped her mouth around him, and his hips jerked. It was all too much… but she didn’t care about that. Just kept sucking, no matter how much he whimpered and begged.

And when he came into her mouth for the first time that day, and Sarah took her place, he realised it was possible. He just didn’t want it to be. He wanted some kind of mercy.

The days slowly blurred into one another. Wake up, be made to cum and cum and cum over and over. Then clean up, food, bathroom and back to the bed for more cum.

He ached, his cock feeling so sensitive that even a hint of the idea of being touched made him shiver with need and anticipation and terror all at once.

He dimly remembered being jerked off until he came over Olivia’s body, and then made to do the same to Sarah. He watched them feed each other it, and obeyed when they rode his face, eating them out as his cum dripped from their pussies.

The last day felt like a dream. A blissful, yet torturous dream.

They took turns riding him, over and over, until they grew tired and gave up. As he shot the last load into Olivia’s waiting pussy, he sighed with relief. It was over.

Sarah looked at him sternly.

“Do you know how many times you came?” She asked.

He shook his head.

“Only sixty-nine times, now-”

“*Nice*,” Olivia muttered under her breath. He tried to stifle a hysterical giggle. Sarah glared them both into silence before continuing.

“Now that is unacceptable. And so you, toy, aren’t allowed to cum for another five weeks, until you learn your lesson and start to be obedient. Understood?”

He nodded, still trying to stay straight-faced. The look in her eyes sobered him. She nodded with satisfaction, turned, and left.

Olivia lingered for a second at the door.

“Good luck. Try not to miss us too much. We’ll be here bright and early in the morning.”

She winked at him and sauntered out, pulling the door closed behind her.

He breathed a sigh of relief. He was alone… for now.

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