For a start.

“For a start, you’d need to remain pretty still. If you are being fucked they won’t swarm you,” he said. I noticed that Mark and Donald both had hard-ons and rolled over. As I sucked Donald’s cock into my mouth, he moaned before continuing. “If we had a big tank, so the ants wouldn’t get all through the house, Kimmie could lie down in the big tank, with a little honey on her. The meat ants would love it, swarming over her and eating all the sweet flesh.”

I moaned onto his cock before pulling back. “You promised to feed me to them, so let’s make this happen.”

Sharna was stroking Mark’s cock as she said, “She’s serious? She wants to come back and get nibbled on by more ants?”

I looked over at her and smiled, “How long did I last?” I asked.

Sharna smiled, “Eight minutes.”

I looked at Donald, “Let’s set it up, tie me down and leave me there for ten.”

Donald’s cock spasmed, and I almost missed his cum. The first gout hit my cheek as I swallowed his cock again. “God, you want me to leave you for ten minutes with ravenous ants?”

I leant back and let the last of his spasming cock spurt over my sensitive tits. “No, I want you to leave me there. But I guess we promised you could fuck my married cunt so.” He moaned again as I slowly stood up. “So we can’t do that right now?” I asked. Donald shook his head, “Shame, have you other critters you’d like to play with? I’m all yours tonight, and I don’t think I’m done yet.”

“Are you sure?” Donald asked.

I nodded, “What do you have? I’ll try it all.” Donald moaned, and I noticed he was getting hard again. “You want to see it, don’t you? Me, stung or bitten by other creatures, and while I’m writhing in agony, you fuck me?”

He nodded, “Yeah, I do, it’s demented, but I do.” He took a deep breath. “My new hive, I’m just establishing, but I could probably pull out a couple of bullet ants.”

I shook my head, “A couple, I don’t think will cut it,” I told him.

He smiled, “They are supposed to be the most painful sting from an ant and called a bullet ant because it hurts more than being shot.” I shuddered at his words. “I also have a couple of bark scorpions.”

I moaned, “A scorpion could be fun. Will, it hurt more?” I asked.

He smiled, “The ants that just bit you are about a medium on the pain threshold. Scorpion is a little higher. Though it does have other risks like it can be seizure-inducing.”

I moaned and reached down to stroke his cock. “Pick anything, anything to bit me, or eat me. Please.”

He moaned at my touch. He looked towards Mark, “You know her better than I do, a couple of scorpion stings in the tits, which will hurt for about twenty minutes and make her sick for a day or so. Or we could see about getting the warrior wasp, that is supposed to be excruciating, and the pain lasts for hours.”