7. *sexual content*

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==Angel's Point of View==

I lay bound and gagged to my own bed courtesy of my angry yet sexy boyfriend when I see Ricky in the doorway; he sees me and smirks.

Ricky:
So, word on the street is you want me?

Me:
Mhdjngiroje!

Ricky removes my gag and steps away; him and Chris snickering

Me:
I don't think this is a guh—

Chris:
Shut up, babe. (I silence myself) You must like Rick...you specifically named him....

Me:
I don't want anyone but you.

Chris:
Yet, you were gonna fuck Starr in front of me.

Me:
Every man fantasizes about his woman fucking another woman I thought!

Chris:
And every woman fantasizes about her being taken by two men...but here's the rub, Ricky is gonna fuck you as much as he wants, and you're gonna beg for me like my good little girl.

Me:
I feel like a sex slave....

Chris:
Right now, you are.

Me:
(I pull at the cuffs)
I'm sorry, baby!

Chris:
I know you are, but you've got me in dom mode and I feel like taking advantage. I'm not your ex, but you're gonna see why being my sub has it's advantages.

Ricky:
I'm hard looking at her.

Chris:
Suck his dick.

Me:
But Ch-daddy!

Chris:
(sternly)
I wasn't asking. Ricky man, go have your fun.

Me:
I want you, baby!

Chris:
And you'll get me, when I feel you've learned your lesson. Be a good girl...well, a bad girl, but you know what I mean. Your daddy is ordering you to fuck Ricky Horror.

Me:
Yes daddy.

Ricky takes his shirt off and walks over to me; feeling me up.

Ricky:
You're hot.

Me:
Thank you, sir.

Ricky:
You like to suck cock?

Me:
Yes sir.

Ricky:
You like to be talked dirty to and have the guy call you names?

Me:
(I look at Chris, he gives me an authoritative look)
Whatever you want, sir.

Ricky:
Then you will call me Master.

Me:
Y-yes Master. I still want my daddy.

Ricky:
I'm fucking in charge right now, (he takes his jeans off) beg for it.

Me:
Please let me suck your cock. Please fuck me.

Ricky:
Why would I fuck you?

Me:
Because I'm a...I'm a slut and I like being fucked.

Chris:
Are you comfortable talking like that, Angel?

Me:
Yes.

Chris:
Open your mouth and keep it open and let Ricky have his fun.

I open my mouth and I whimper.

Chris:
Mouth. OPEN! You wanna be a whore, I'll have you get punished like one.

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