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Chapter 32. Who Gets to Be First in the F-Line
“Isn’t there some way we could reduce that one month period. I don’t think I have a chance on your game as horny as I will be if I have to wait a month in between attempts. I know I am going to come before I start fucking. I don’t think you understand how much I am aching right now. This is real, I am in horrible shape. I am not just playing some role in the game. Ally, Beca, please, you can’t just keep pretending this is a game. You are going past what I can handle. I feel like I am just hanging on by a thread, that I am going to fall apart at any moment. I never thought when I let you put in the Prince Albert piercings and put me in this cage that I really can’t get out of, or get off in, that you would have no mercy and use me like I’m a sex toy. You both seem to enjoy that I am suffering and that your pussy power has worn me down where I am no longer able to control how my body or emotions respond. Please, I can’t handle this anymore.”
“Please, you have to make it where I have a chance. I don’t mind struggling, but this constant throbbing when I am around you two is unbearable. It is not fair how sexy and beautiful you two are and how you use your sexuality to control me. Please, 24/7 all I can think about is getting off. My brain just goes around in a circle going from how great your asses look, to me wanting to go down on you, to fucking you, to driving off into the sunset to stop this game. I go from being turned on a little, to a lot, to being miserable with an aching in my balls to wanting to push my groin against everything to stop the nervous tension inside of me, and then I am back to thinking about your asses, or your indecently short skirts, Ally. Or Beca, the way I make you pass out with what looks like electric shocks going through you when I go down on you. You both use your fabulous bodies and my desperate condition to control me and use me to satisfy your need for sex and to be worshiped. And you both have a sadistic need for me to grovel for sex at your feet to the point I am begging for my freedom and begging to go down on you at the same time. You both love that I am in this helpless position, and you are even grinning to each other, because you know even as I beg you two to have mercy, you have me so turned on I want nothing more than to go down on you two devils.”
“Please, you two know this has gone too far. Beca, you want sex all the time and several hours every day. This is just not real, we are addicted. We are more into it every day, like we have no choice. Beca, you can’t get enough, and I can’t get enough of you. You want me going down on you on every surface in this house. And Ally, you are so exhausted from sex with me and now Teddy and Rob that you fall asleep fifteen minutes after I go down on you, but then want me to stay there and cuddle with you. You are obsessed with keeping me on the edge. And you keep yourself on the edge with the skirt game. I have no idea how many times a day you have some guy turned on and are fighting him off. How many men want you? You are aroused as much as I am. This is like what crazy people do. We are crazy people. We are literally killing ourselves. We have to back off, turn this game down to something we can enjoy.”
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“Isn’t there some way we could reduce that one month period. I don’t think I have a chance on your game as horny as I will be if I have to wait a month in between attempts. I know I am going to come before I start fucking. I don’t think you understand how much I am aching right now. This is real, I am in horrible shape. I am not just playing some role in the game. Ally, Beca, please, you can’t just keep pretending this is a game. You are going past what I can handle. I feel like I am just hanging on by a thread, that I am going to fall apart at any moment. I never thought when I let you put in the Prince Albert piercings and put me in this cage that I really can’t get out of, or get off in, that you would have no mercy and use me like I’m a sex toy. You both seem to enjoy that I am suffering and that your pussy power has worn me down where I am no longer able to control how my body or emotions respond. Please, I can’t handle this anymore.”
“Please, you have to make it where I have a chance. I don’t mind struggling, but this constant throbbing when I am around you two is unbearable. It is not fair how sexy and beautiful you two are and how you use your sexuality to control me. Please, 24/7 all I can think about is getting off. My brain just goes around in a circle going from how great your asses look, to me wanting to go down on you, to fucking you, to driving off into the sunset to stop this game. I go from being turned on a little, to a lot, to being miserable with an aching in my balls to wanting to push my groin against everything to stop the nervous tension inside of me, and then I am back to thinking about your asses, or your indecently short skirts, Ally. Or Beca, the way I make you pass out with what looks like electric shocks going through you when I go down on you. You both use your fabulous bodies and my desperate condition to control me and use me to satisfy your need for sex and to be worshiped. And you both have a sadistic need for me to grovel for sex at your feet to the point I am begging for my freedom and begging to go down on you at the same time. You both love that I am in this helpless position, and you are even grinning to each other, because you know even as I beg you two to have mercy, you have me so turned on I want nothing more than to go down on you two devils.”
“Please, you two know this has gone too far. Beca, you want sex all the time and several hours every day. This is just not real, we are addicted. We are more into it every day, like we have no choice. Beca, you can’t get enough, and I can’t get enough of you. You want me going down on you on every surface in this house. And Ally, you are so exhausted from sex with me and now Teddy and Rob that you fall asleep fifteen minutes after I go down on you, but then want me to stay there and cuddle with you. You are obsessed with keeping me on the edge. And you keep yourself on the edge with the skirt game. I have no idea how many times a day you have some guy turned on and are fighting him off. How many men want you? You are aroused as much as I am. This is like what crazy people do. We are crazy people. We are literally killing ourselves. We have to back off, turn this game down to something we can enjoy.”
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