snu-snu

"Don't move." Alex was snapping photos, directing the scene. Nick stood holding Eve's head as she knelt, taking his massive cock into her mouth, arms bound behind her back, ankles tied too — she looked even tinier and more helpless than last time, Alex's idea, after Nick mentioned it might make Jennifer enjoy the show even more. He glanced over toward her — sitting in the corner armchair, absolutely wild with lust, Rose kneeling with her face buried between her legs, letting herself be steered by the hand Jennifer had pressed against the back of her head. Their eyes met, and he could read her lips perfectly when she mouthed, fuck her.

Nick pressed Eve's head into his crotch until she choked and started fucking her face without mercy, her muffled moans vibrating against him, tears streaking her mascara down her cheeks. Alex gave up on photos — everything kept coming out blurred — and neither of them was in the mood to stop, so she switched to filming video instead, careful to keep Nick's face and Jennifer out of frame. He lifted Eve up sideways, penetrating her mid-air for the delight of everyone watching, her screams echoing through the entire house, music to everyone's ears. He tossed her onto the bed, untied the rope from her ankles, and lay on top of her, thrusting deep as he sank his teeth into her neck without slowing down — he wanted to mark her, wanted to be an animal with her for his beloved's enjoyment. He flipped her over effortlessly and started spanking her hard while she rode his lap, one hand loosely wrapped around her throat.

"You like it when I fuck you hard?"

"Yes, hit me, please," she screamed.

He kept spanking her, her toned athletic ass turning blood-red, until he lifted her by the throat and impaled her fully on him, hands under her ass to move her exactly how he wanted, drawing scream after scream until he finally came inside her. He threw her down onto the bed and moved to his next target — grabbed Alex by the hair and turned her to face the wall. She dropped her phone in surprise, and Nick pushed his cock, still rock-hard, into her ass.

"AAAaah, yes, fuck, so good," she screamed as he pounded her against the wall, taking almost no time at all before she squirted like a faucet, coming around him at the exact moment he finished inside her ass. He shoved her onto the bed too — Rose's turn now, still serving her mistress diligently. Without pulling her off her task, he grabbed her from behind, gripping that huge ass, sliding in, fucking her without mercy, eyes fixed on Jennifer the whole time, who could barely form words. "Yes... fuck her... fuck all of them." He felt Rose convulsing around him and decided to drive into her without mercy until he came inside her too. After that, he scooped Rose up and set her down on the bed with the others — only the most important one left, and he could already feel the dizziness creeping in, but he was going to finish this no matter what.

He walked toward her with a predatory look, lifted her into his arms as she wrapped hers around his neck, and pinned her against the wall.

"God, yes, yes, yes," she moaned, screamed, "fuck me, fuck us all, we're yours forever."

He couldn't take much more, but forced one last effort to make her squirt too, barely managing to keep the rhythm up long enough to finish one final time himself. He set his beloved down in the armchair and collapsed to his knees on the floor, gasping for air, vision blurring. None of them noticed how close he was to passing out — except Rose, who already recognized the signs. She sprinted out of the room, still zigzagging, barely recovered from her own orgasm, and returned in a dead run with a cold can of sports drink.

"You're... one hell of a... servant..." He drank it down without stopping.

He started to feel better; luckily, Rose said nothing — but she was scared.

"I'm fine," he said, getting up. "Just needed a little break. Help me."

He picked Jennifer up — she felt heavier than usual, his strength failing him, so he moved quickly. Rose ran ahead, opening doors for him. He laid his girlfriend on the bed and lay down beside her; Rose closed the door behind them and left another drink on the nightstand.

"You're burning up," she said.

"I'm fine."

Jennifer opened her eyes — wrecked, but something clearly wasn't right, and she picked up on it.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing, I'm fine."

"DON'T lie to me. There is no secrets between us." Her voice rose — it was rare seeing her get even a little angry; it made you want to drop to your knees and beg for forgiveness.

A pause.

"Sorry... I didn't want to worry you."

"Spill it," she ordered, stern.

"This is the second time I've almost blacked out."

Jennifer lifted her head to look at him, placed a hand on his forehead.

"You're burning up. We're going to the hospital."

"And tell them what — that I lost total control coming nonstop and nearly had a heart attack or something?"

"Yeah, that sounds like a one-way ticket to the psych ward."

"I'll be fine, it'll pass. Same thing happened, roughly, after we opened Rose's gift."

"Guess you really liked that present."

"A lot, but that's not it, it's... I thought once I knew where my limit was, that'd be that."

"Mm-hm."

"But today I knew exactly where it was, and I still didn't want to stop."

"Why not?"

"I don't know, I just got this — I don't know — this urge, after Eve, like I couldn't let any woman in that room go unsatisfied. I had to finish inside all of you, and it had to be right then and there."

"Honestly, 'incredible' doesn't even cover it — top orgy of Sin Mansion 1.0, no contest."

"Glad you liked it. Let's never do that again."

"I'm sure you're capable of doing that and more, just not in a matter of minutes."

"So what do I do?"

"Nothing, for now. I'll keep an eye on you in case you lose it again, and I'll throw a bucket of cold water on you or something."

"Okay."

"I was joking."

"Oh."

"You're actually scared."

"No."

"Don't lie to me."

"...Yeah. What if I lose control and hurt you, or one of them?"

"Don't be ridiculous. There's a difference between going crazy with lust and not being yourself. You would never hurt us. You're a goddamn machine built to give pleasure and happiness."

He smiled at her again — maybe he really was overreacting.

"I don't know what I'd do without you."

"Die from snu-snu, apparently."

They sat in silence a while longer.

"Sorry I lied to you."

"It's okay, I forgive you. I'll think of some way for you to make it up to me — once you're not on death's door from a marathon fuck session."

He pulled her in close — that woman was a national treasure.

"I love you."

"Love you too."

Another silence.

"The way you were handling Eve, though... god, I'm going to be watching that video on loop for weeks."

"You're hopeless."

"He really wants to watch," Eve said, looking at her phone.

"Told you," Jennifer said, surprising absolutely no one. "Make him beg for it."

"You're a little scary sometimes," Nick said. She winked at him.

That morning everyone gathered around the kitchen table, already too small for all of them. Eve sat in Nick's lap, no chairs left, feeding him bacon by hand — she'd adapted to Sin Mansion 1.0's lifestyle at record speed, heels and thong fully included.

"You should get him one of those little cages and hide the key."

Nick got up, setting Eve back in her seat — even if the guy had agreed to it voluntarily, he wasn't in the mood to hear the details of exactly how they planned to torture him. He was still exhausted from the night before, and tried not to let it show, uselessly, of course — his girlfriend had known the moment she watched him get out of bed.

Now that Jennifer wasn't going to work anymore, he'd completely lost track of the days — no idea what day it was, whether it was a weekend, what month even. He wondered if he'd ever have to go back to a normal life. That old life felt like it had belonged to someone else