Chapter 66: Gang Gang
Mia looks at me, her dark eyes burning with single-minded focus. She straddles my waist, her muscular thighs bracketing my hips as she settles over me with predatory grace. Her hands slide under my shirt, pushing it up to expose my chest. The heroin makes everything slow and dreamlike, but fear spikes through the haze as I realize what’s about to happen.
“Don’t,” I whisper, my voice cracking pathetically.
Mia’s only response is a low, throaty chuckle as she leans down, her breasts pressing against me through the thin fabric of her tank top. Her breath is hot on my neck as she whispers, “I’ve never had someone like you before.”
Her mouth moves to my throat, her teeth grazing my skin with surprising gentleness. I shudder beneath her, torn between terror and the unwanted pleasure building in me despite everything. Her hand finds its way between us, wrapping around my cock with deliberate slowness.
“Fuck,” she breathes against my ear, increasing the pressure of her grip. “You’re so hard.”
Mia shifts her hips, positioning herself over me with practiced ease. I feel the heat of her through the thin fabric of her shorts. She grinds against my erection, a low growl escaping her throat as she moves.
“Please,” I gasp, struggling against the ropes binding my wrists. “Don’t do this.”
Mia pulls back slightly, looking into my eyes with something like amusement. Her hand moves faster on my cock, and I can’t suppress the groan that escapes me this time.
“You’re mine now,” she says simply.
With one swift motion, she yanks off her shorts and underwear. Her bare skin is flushed with desire as she lowers herself onto me without hesitation. The sudden warmth and tightness make my eyes go wide as I gasp for air.
Mia rides me savagely, her hips slamming down with brutal force. Each thrust sends shockwaves through my body, pleasure, and pain mingling until they’re indistinguishable from each other. The heroin dulls some of the intensity but not enough to stop it from being overwhelming.
She throws her head back with a moan that echoes off the concrete walls. Her fingers dig into my shoulders hard enough to bruise as she uses me for leverage. My vision blurs around the edges while I struggle to hold on to any coherent thought beyond this moment.
“So good,” Mia pants above me, sweat slicking her skin as she moves faster and harder. “You feel so fucking good.”
I squeeze my eyes shut against the humiliation threatening to drown me.
‘Caterina will find you.’
‘Caterina will hurt you.’
‘Caterina will kill you.’
The thought becomes a mantra in time with Mia’s relentless rhythm until it’s all that keeps me from breaking entirely under this assault on mind and body.
Her pace becomes frantic, each thrust more desperate than the last. I can feel her tensing around me, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she drives herself closer and closer to release. Her nails rake down my chest, leaving trails of pan in their wake.
“Fuck,” Mia moans, her voice breaking with raw intensity. “I’m gonna…”
She slams down one final time, her entire body shuddering violently as she cums with a scream that echoes through the warehouse. Pleasure ripples through her in waves, and I feel every tremor as she rides out her orgasm on top of me.
Slowly, she comes back to herself, her breathing heavy and uneven. She looks down at me with those dark eyes, something almost like satisfaction mingling with possessive hunger.
“Alright,” Mia says breathlessly, glancing toward the other women. “Have at it.”
Her words send a jolt of fresh terror through me. She climbs off my prone body, leaving me exposed and trembling on the mattress. Her hand lingers on my cock for a moment before she stands up to retrieve her pants.
“I’m taking care of you from now on, Adam,” she says as she pulls them back on with casual ease.
The other women move toward me like wolves, closing in on wounded prey. My pulse hammers in my throat as they surround the bed, their eyes filled with predatory intent.
“You’re all mine once Luna’s done with you,” Mia calls over her shoulder, sounding almost smug as she steps back to watch the show.
The brunette with the scar is first straddling my hips while the others remove my bindings and pin my arms and legs down. Their hands are everywhere at once, rough and demanding as they tear away my remaining clothes and force me to respond despite myself.
The brunette rides me hard, her scarred face twisted in pleasure as she bounces on my cock. I barely register the others stripping off their clothes, each one eager to take her turn. My vision blurs, the heroin making everything surreal and distant. Someone’s fingers thread through my hair, yanking my head back as they lower themselves onto my face.
“Lick it,” the woman above me demands, her voice harsh and breathless.
Her taste is awful, bitter and the kind of salty that feels like she hasn’t showerd in days. I gag, turning my head away in protest. She tightens her grip on my hair, pulling painfully.
“I said lick it,” she growls, grinding against me with bruising force.
I refuse, clamping my mouth shut despite the suffocating pressure. My chest burns for air as I struggle beneath them.
“Lick or I’ll beat your ass,” she threatens, her voice cutting through the haze with brutal clarity.
My body betrays me before I can respond. Pleasure builds in a relentless wave as the woman riding me grinds harder, forcing an orgasm that rips through me with devastating intensity. I convulse beneath them, a choked cry escaping my lips as I cum inside the brunette with humiliating force.
The woman on my face laughs cruelly at my reaction, her breath hot against my skin as she continues to grind down on me.
“Look at him squirm,” one of them jeers from somewhere above me. “He loves it.”
Tears form on my face. The brunette gets off, wiping my cum from her thighs with a satisfied smirk.
“Fuck, he’s not even hard anymore,” she complains, glaring at me like it’s a personal insult.
A particularly attractive Latina with long dark hair shrugs, her eyes locked hungrily on me. “No problem,” she says, pushing the others aside as she positions herself behind me.
She forces my legs apart and buries her face between them with shocking intensity. Her tongue flicks across my asshole with desperate precision, the unexpected sensation shooting through me like an electric shock.
“Holy shit, look at Alejandra go!” one of the girls laughs, but Alejandra doesn’t stop. She licks me like her life depends on it, and despite everything, I feel myself twitch in response.
The woman on my face growls impatiently, yanking my hair with renewed force. Her scarred face looks angry as she grinds against me. I finally start licking her, my tongue moving sluggishly against her salty skin.
She moans loudly, her grip loosening slightly in approval as she rides my face with increasing urgency.
“Thought you said this one was broken in,” a new girl says as she climbs onto my cock, her hands bracing against my chest as she starts bouncing.
Mia stands off to the side with her arms crossed, watching the scene with a possessive gleam in her eyes.
“Not broken in,” Mia says confidently. “Just needs some training.”
“Look at Alejandra,” one of the women laughs, “she’s going to town on that guy’s asshole.”
“Does it even taste good?” A woman holding a Grimace pez dispenser asks.
Alejandra doesn’t even flinch at the taunts. Her tongue moves faster, more insistent, as if this is some kind of competition only she knows about.
“Fuck,” I gasp, my body betraying me again as unwanted pleasure builds once again.
The woman on my face moans loudly, grinding against me with increasing urgency.
“Lick it harder!” she demands, her voice sharp.
I comply, my tongue moving against her with pathetic obedience. She moans in approval, her grip tightening painfully.
A shy-looking girl approaches hesitantly, her eyes wide and eager as she takes in the scene. She stops near my right hand, which hangs uselessly off the mattress.
“I’m gonna borrow this for a second, okay?” she asks, her voice soft and breathy. When I don’t respond, she picks up my limp wrist and says, “Can you make a fist?”
“His hands are fucked up.” Luna reminds them.
“Oh, okay, that’s fine. I’ll make it a fist for him then.” The next thing I know, I feel her flesh grabbing my damaged hand from all sides. This fucking girl is riding it with wild abandon. She moans wildly as she guides it in and out of herself with frantic movements.
“Up and down,” she pants, her breath coming in ragged gasps.
All of this feels so exhausting. My body is pulled in every direction at once. The girl on my face rides me hard, her moans blending with the others in a cacophony of pleasure and desperation. The shy girl bounces on my fist like it’s the last thing she’ll ever do. Alejandra continues tonguing me relentlessly while another woman grinds against my cock.
I can’t keep track of them all. Their hands are everywhere at once, pulling me apart and putting me back together again until I don’t know where one ends and the next begins.
The shy girl cums first, a high-pitched cry escaping her lips as she collapses on the ground. My hand falls out with a wet popping sound.
The woman on my face follows closely behind, shuddering violently as pleasure rips through her body. She slumps forward, trapping me beneath her as I struggle to breathe.
Alejandra’s tongue works feverishly until I convulse beneath them all. My vision goes white around the edges as I cum for the second time, shooting thick streams of my cum deep inside the new woman riding me.
The women around me exchange glances, some looking surprised, others amused. They pull back slightly, leaving me gasping for breath on the mattress.
“Just give him the dick shot,” Mia says, her voice carrying that authoritative edge. “He seems like a big cummer.”
A girl nods, her hands already moving to prep a needle. I watch in helpless resignation as she approaches with the syringe.
Mia comes over to me, her dark eyes burning with possessive intensity. She leans down, her breath hot against my ear. “You’re in for a long night,” she whispers.
The needle sinks into my thigh, and I watch as the plunger depresses, flooding my system with whatever cocktail they’ve prepared. The effect is instant, my body reacts before my brain can catch up, blood rushing to my cock with mortifying speed.
Mia’s eyes widen in surprise. “That was fast,” she breathes, watching me twitch back to life.
Luna moves closer, the camera steady in her hands as she captures every detail. She laughs, the sound echoing off the concrete walls like a taunt.
“Let’s see how many times you girls can make Caterina’s lover cum tonight.”
A/N:
Image isnt canon but this is the vibe of that one girl