Total LockDown (LockDown #2) (12 page)

Holy shit, why
does it have to be so hard, literally. I was feeling like shit about myself
after his comment, but now all I feel is wet, fucking dripping at the feel of
his hard dick finally near me. I have been waiting months, fucking loads of
them, for this to happen. It makes me so hot to know he is a dominant as well. Also
to see how sexy and perfect Debbie looks.

“Abigail, look
at yourself now.” My eyes focus on the mirror and my body’s reflection in it. I
fought so hard against my inner demons when I first arrived here, to get myself
looking healthy and sexy. His words have cut deep; they have me thinking I have
gone too far, put too much weight on. I don't ever want to be looking like a
hippo unless it is a baby that has caused it.

“Do you see
yourself, see what we see, Pet?” I shake my head, I'm not anything special. I
am just a bland, ordinary girl, pulled from the streets and the despair I was
living to be with this amazing family.

“What do you
think Leighton see’s in you, Sweetheart?” he questions me, his hands skimming
along the curves of my hips. “Do you think he sees the anorexic, sick looking
girl he brought here over a year ago? Do you think he sees a whore who would be
okay fucking his best friend? Do you think he sees a fat woman?” I shrug my
shoulders at him.

His hands slide
further down me to the apex of my thighs. He teases the skin on the inside of
my leg. “Do you think he fucks you, thinking how loose your pussy is, that he
can't even feel you around him?” his fingers dive higher to my pussy, stroking
my clit. My body falls soft against his hard on, the muscle sculpting to my
back.

I close my eyes
and relax into him, relishing in the feel of his huge rough hands against my
wet flesh. He leans in and whispers in my ear. “Because, Abigail, that’s utter
bullshit and you know it. Your skin is so soft, your curves are flawless and
your pussy,” he removes his fingers from my slit and brings them to his mouth
sucking my juices from his hand, “Tastes heavenly.” He brings his hand back
down assaulting my cunt, delving in between my folds, spearing my tight hole. “Yes,
tight, that’s what I said.” His two fingers are filling my walls, stretching
me.

“Do you see
Leighton, he fucking loves you. He loves this. Look at his hard dick, his hands
stroking it as he watches me fuck your tight pussy with my fingers, Abigail.” I
look in the reflection of the glass, Leighton’s tall powerful body to the right
of me in the reflection of the mirror. His eyes are dark and aroused, his gaze
fixated at my cunt, at Antonio’s fingers filling me. I sweep my eyes down his
incredible physique, centring in on his even more incredible dick. His fist is
tight around the girth, pumping away viciously.

“Oh, fuck.” I
hiss, watching him, Antonio’s fingers still inside me, pushing me closer to an
orgasm I know has been inevitable since the first time I had seen him.

His fingers
remove from inside of me instantly, the incredible feeling vanishing.

“Now, Abigail,
do you understand how incredibly amazing you are? How beautiful, sexy and
perfect you are?”

“Yes.” I answer
him, my body so alive and on top of the world, I silently beg and scream for
the feel of Antonio close to me again, my body responded to him so well.

His hand swats
my backside hard, my right cheek stinging as his hand leaves the stinging
sensation behind. “Lesson one; you address me with the respect I deserve,
Abigail, now let’s try this again. Do you understand how incredibly amazing you
are. How beautiful, sexy and perfect you are?” respect, how do you respect a
Dom again? My mind has gone blank.

“I'm waiting,
Abigail, I will ask once more before you learn lesson number two. Do you
understand how incredibly amazing you are? How beautiful, sexy and perfect you
are, Abigail?” his hand rubs the sting in my cheek, then abruptly leaves it.

“You have three
seconds, Abigail, answer the question, Pet.” Fuckity fuck fuck. I feel like a
fool, especially next to Debbie’s pristine, perfectly polished, submissiveness.
“Three... Two... One... ZERO!” he pulls me from in front of the mirror to the
sofa. He sits down on the edge, his feet slightly apart.

“Now, Abigail,
the answer to your first lesson was ‘Yes Sir’, not so hard, I don't think, but
instead of asking for the correct answer, simply telling me you didn’t know,
you have a second lesson to learn. You will speak when spoken to, Pet, you will
ask questions if unsure and you will call me and your Dom, Sir. Understood?”

I stand in front
of his seated position, “Yes.” I answer again. I am across his lap faster than
lightening, my naked stomach on top of his hard cock. His length is pressing
firmly into my skin. I know straight away my mistake, but it is too late, I
have had my warning and I didn’t respond accordingly.

“Leighton, how
many should we say?” he calls across the room to my boyfriend, who is now
seated in the armchair across the room.

“Five. Two for
not answering correctly, two for failing to use her voice and one, just because
her arse looks so fucking spankable it makes my cock hard.” He takes one long,
slow stroke up and down his length, teasing the head and spreading the
glistening pre-come around. I clench my thighs together to stop the impending
flooding.

“Good choice,
Mate. Abigail, you know why you’re being punished. You may not like it, but
that’s just tough shit. You chose to be a submissive, you chose to ignore the
orders I gave you, and you failed to show me the respect I deserve. For that I
will spank you five times, and I won't go light, I know you can take it, Pet.”
He uses his hands to part my thighs a little, I can feel the cool breeze
attacking my wet pussy, sending shivers through my body. “I want you to count
for me, Abigail. You will always count when receiving punishment spankings. I
want you to think about what you have done wrong so that you will not make the
same mistake again. Do you understand?” he asks me, his tone doing nothing but
causing a surge of fluid to my cunt.

“Yes, Sir.” I
don't hesitate this time, the words come out easily. I know I am capable of
them, I have used them before, but under pressure, my brain had failed me. I am
nervous for this spanking, firstly because I know it will hurt, Antonio is a
big guy, he is strong, and secondly, I am nervous as fuck because I have a huge
feeling this is going to make me wetter than I have ever been.

He doesn’t give
me a warning before the first smack hits my arse cheek hard. The pain seers
through my body, the entire surface of my bum feels hot and raw already. “One.”
I say quietly, remembering his orders of counting, but I find it hard to
project my voice loudly.

“TWO!” I scream
a little louder this time, my left cheek joining the right in the pain
department. How I am supposed to last another three I don't know, this hurts so
bad I want to kick and scream at the fucker for doing it. I have to remind
myself I want this, I caused this. If I had just used my fucking head instead
of going mushy over Antonio, this wouldn’t be happening.

“THREE!” I hiss
between my teeth as he spanks me again, this time on the back of my thighs,
just below my arse cheeks. I straighten my leg to relieve some of the red-hot
pain. His hand touches my skin and I jump at the feeling, expecting another
hit. His rough hand strokes gently over my burning flesh, butterflies fly
through me, settling in my gut before spreading into my pussy. Oh shit, this is
not good.

“Only two more,
Princess, you’re doing so well.” I am not doing well, not by any means. I am
stinging like a bitch and my pussy is throbbing so painfully I think I might
actually die before the last two are over. All I want him to do is plunge his
fingers inside of me, as well as his hand spanking my arse. It’s totally messed
up, the pain is almost unbearable, but my body is already craving for the next
hit.

He brings the next
smack down below my bottom again, but on the other side. I tense a little but
the pain isn’t as bad, the hunger in my cunt taking over the senses. “Four.” I
say a little quieter with a quiver to my voice as I struggle to stay aware of
anything. My raspy tone has Antonio’s cock juddering a little below my stomach.
He can sense the change in feeling, how I am now greedy and desperate for his
touch and not repelling it.

I let out my
first moan as the final hit comes. His fingertips clip my clit as he spanks me
slap bang between my thighs, right on my sopping pussy. “
Five”
I
practically orgasm here and now at the exquisite feeling it brings me.

His fingers slip
inside me as the pain mixes with the fantastic pleasure, my body rushing up the
hill to that needed peak. “You may cum, Sweetness. You were a very good girl.
Isn’t that right, Leighton?” he asks him, I haven’t even thought of or looked
at him the entire time my punishment was carried out.

“God, yes, finger
her pussy, Antonio, make her cum.” I look to the side, resting my cheek on the
side of Antonio’s leg. Leighton is wanking himself hard and violently, his face
contorted and filled with utter pleasure. He is struggling to contain his own
climax.

I feel three
fingers fill me to my limit, stretching me to nearly painful. “Oh god, Antonio,
Jesus, yes, make me cum please, Sir.” I beg him, the pleasure almost painful as
my legs and arms begin to shake.

“Oh baby, you
look so hot like this. Does he feel good in you, fucking your sweet pussy with
his fingers? Do you want his dick in you, Abigail?” Leighton’s voice is making
me spasm, the deep tone making me practically cover Antonio’s hand with my
juices as he continues to pummel inside of me, his long fingers stroking firmly
against my g-spot.

“God yes, please
sir.” Is it finally going to happen, am I finally going to get to fuck,
Antonio, after all this time?

Antonio bends
down to my ear, talking so nobody else can hear. “Pet, would it be okay for
Debbie to please your, Dom, to make him feel as good as I’m making you? I want
to see her bouncing up and down on his dick as I fuck your pussy hard, like
I’ve wanted to do for so long.” I gulp down the shrill cry I want to release as
his words drive me to a new kind of hot.

“Yess, yess, I
want him to fuck her, to make her scream. I want you to make me scream,
Antonio, please sir, fuck me now.” His fingers twist inside of me, causing a
gasp to leave my mouth, and then his fingers are gone.

“Up.” He
playfully slaps my arse, a flood of wetness trickles down my leg. I climb from
my lying position on his lap, dragging my feet shakily across the wood
flooring. “Go and tell your master what you have agreed to.”

“Yes, Sir” I nod
to him and pull myself across the room, arriving in front of Leighton. I kneel
by his feet and bring my lips to his ear.

“Sir, I would
love it if you could let Debbie pleasure you, to make you feel good whilst
Antonio fucks my aching pussy. Is that okay, sir, for her lips to wrap around
your dick and suck you hard, for you to bury yourself inside her tight pussy
whilst Antonio makes me scream?” my bare breasts are gently teasing his thighs
and dick as I lean forward and lick his neck.

“God, angel, you
are so perfect. Yes, that sounds amazing. Make him crazy baby, I know you can.
I want to see his cum seeping from your pussy when he fills you with it.” I,
like all women, know that the feeling of someone spurting inside of you feels
superb and it’s guaranteed to get you off like a fucking RPG.

“Thank you, Sir,
thank you for letting me do this, I needed to. I love you. Can I kiss you
please, sir?” I ask him, my warm breath tantalising his neck.

“Of course,
Princess, I would love for you to kiss me.” I sit up high, my face coming in
line with Leighton’s as he leans forward. His hands reach out and clasp my face,
my cheeks brushing against his palms. He crashes his mouth onto mine, his lips
harsh and desperate against my own. “God, Baby, oh fuck.” His tongue plunges
into my mouth, swiping, licking and massaging my own tongue, the currents of
pleasure that are washing through me, have me mounting his lap and gliding my
wet bare sex against the ridges of his cock. The skin on skin contact is so
fucking good, I want nothing more than to rise up to my knees and plunge myself
down onto him.

“Baby, I need to
see you fuck, Antonio now.” He is clearly as desperate to witness the impending
intimacy between us, as I am to feel it. I have no idea why he is up for it,
but the thought just makes it so much better, it makes me so wet and burning
with desire to know his dick will be hard over seeing us together.

I nod into his
kiss, removing my lips from his. There is a little resistance on my part,
mainly because it has been a month since I have had his cock anywhere near my
sex, but I'm not passing up the opportunity to have Antonio inside of me.

I begin to climb
off Leighton, swinging one of my legs over to get myself securely on the floor.
Leighton grasps my elbow and brings me to him a little so he can speak to me,
“Are you sure about me and Debbie? I don't want you to get upset by it, I can
wait till your finished so I can have you?” it is sweet of him to be
considerate, especially as I am about to fuck another man, no second thoughts.