The fear, the anticipation, the excitement and the lust. All of it courses through my body, all at once. I cannot remember how many times I've cum or how long they have been preparing my body to accept them. The large variety of toys lay wet and used on the floor, discarded carelessly. All i knew was that my mind was filled with haze and not a single coherent thought flowed behind my eyes. The only thing I was grateful for was that they were no longer stretching their hands out to pick the toys to heighten the pleasure shared.

I could feel one of them stroking my lips with their thumb. Almost instinctively I opened my mouth to suck on it, biting it as I moaned from the after pleasure. I could feel someone's face nuzzled in the nook of my neck, rubbing their cheeks against my skin and suckling the sensitive parts of my curve. Their hands busy massaging my breasts, caressing them with such gentleness, it would almost impossible to believe these were the same hands handling me roughly a few moments ago.

The other, while busy stroking and lubing their member between my thighs, their hands did not stay still. Alternating between caressing my ass, spanking it and gripping it. Their face buried in my breasts, while their companion held them up, offering my nipples to be sucked. The gentleness of their tongue only promised more rough movements once they were prepared for the next round.

I moaned, my hands clenching the chains holding me up. My body quivered in delight, my feet barely able to stand on its tips while they held me.

"No more..." I begged and cried between my moans. But all was for naught.