Artful Ambush · Part 2

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e bare ribs and up the athletic but still supple breasts. Leah’s nipples were quite erect, and she seemed to be unable to stop herself from reacting to the insistent fingers.

“Hey Asher, help me lay her down,” said Tess after a moment. “I have an idea.” She braced her hands under Leah’s back, letting her stretch out horizontally. Asher appeared to have no issue at all holding up the majority of Leah’s weight with just his burly hands on her waist. Leah thrashed her head back and forth as they laid her down on the floor, pinning her bound arms beneath her. Once she was down, Asher resumed his rhythmic thrusting, each stroke drawing another short gasp from the bound woman.

Outside of Leah’s range of vision, Tess reached into one of her many pockets and pulled out a ring gag. After briefly locking eyes with Caspian, she reached over and unclasped the ballgag in Leah’s mouth. As it was ejected from her mouth, the resulting diatribe was almost exactly as expected: “Get off me, you beast!” Leah shouted. “I’ll kill you all, you bastaaaaararagggh…” Her invectives became a howl of anguish as Caspian pulled both of her erect nipples harshly, and Tess used her distraction to slip the ring gag into her mouth. Leah’s eyes bulged as the strap was inexorably tightened behind her head.

“There, isn’t that better?” asked Tess rhetorically. “You can make some more sounds now, so you’ll have to let us know how we’re doing.” Leah’s wordless whine was periodically interrupted by Asher’s forceful-but-leisurely thrusts.

“Tell you what,” said Tess after a moment. “You make better use of that mouth and maybe I’ll think about untying you.” Caspian shot a brief warning glance at her, which she bore with no apparent effort. She shed her own shorts and settled her now naked crotch over Leah’s upturned face. “Deal?”

Leah, not really seeing any other way out of this, reluctantly nodded. She was doing her best to ignore the other set of sensations, but the delicious fullness she was feeling and the smooth thrusting were wearing down her defenses.

Tess crouched down over Leah’s face, resting casually on her heels. “Get that tongue out, kitten,” she demanded. “Ah, that’s better,” she sighed as Leah’s tentative tongue reached up through the gag to lick her. Asher provided some ‘encouragement’ by giving a couple of quick deeper thrusts, the two of them smiling as Leah’s eyes involuntarily shut tightly.

Asher planted his hands on the ground on either side of Leah’s torso, and engaged the muscles in his massive torso to relentlessly impale the helpless woman. Her muffled moans and murmurs indicated that she was being affected by his efforts despite how much she tried to hide it. Tess’s closed eyes and open mouth also indicated that Leah was performing as demanded.

Caspian hovered quietly nearby, watching the facial expressions of the three in front of him. When he decided the time was right, he uncoiled with his typical swiftness and wrapped a long-fingered hand around one of Tess’s wrists. In a blink, this was twisted behind her head and locked in place with a wrist hold, and as her eyes opened in shock, he kissed her fully on the mouth. She immediately melted into the forcible act, and as he had predicted, promptly had a shuddering, squirming orgasm, grinding her crotch into the face below her. As she came down from the heights and her spasms receded, Caspian pulled away with a lingering touch.

“God damn, Caspian. How do you do that? I didn’t even think I was that close!” Tess rambled with a euphoric smile on her face.

Caspian returned her smile with one his own. “Let’s just say I can read you pretty well, my dear. Besides, I know how binding a hottie like this one gets you going.” He smirked at their captive, who was feebly trying to put on a disaffected expression. “Just like I can tell that this one has been really enjoying the process too.” Leah shook her head wildly, as if to denounce this, but no one was fooled.

“Well, Caspian, I did say that I’d think about untying her,” said Tess. “What do you think?”

“Hmm, she’s still quite dangerous, but I believe we could manage it safely. Do you have a spare loop?”

“Pretty much always,” Tess laughed, as she retrieved another short length of rope from her innumerable pockets.

“Let’s get her feet secured, perhaps around an immovable object, like Asher,” Caspian smirked as he untied the rope holding Leah’s leg to her torso. Tess wrapped the loop around Leah’s free ankle, and Caspian slipped the loop that had been around her calf down to her ankle and tightened it in a similar manner.

Leah was feeling greatly conflicted by this change and the emotions associated with it. She knew she should try to escape as her legs were free for a moment, but she still had this mountain of a man pinning her hips to the ground with his incredibly frustratingly methodical jackhammer. The position that she had been held in had not done wonders for her leg muscles, and the bondage being actively applied was definitely distracting her.

And then before she managed to actually make a decision about whether to try or not, she felt her legs lifted and her ankles crossed behind Asher’s back. Both Tess and Caspian were actively wrapping their respective ropes around the other leg, tightly binding her legs together into a lewd pose. She very pointedly did not think about how this position allowed her to be a more active participant, as she knew that her previous lovers had enjoyed her well-toned legs.

“Ah, that’s better,” said Caspian. “Perhaps I shall take a turn?” He slithered silently to above Leah’s head. “What do you think, kitten?”

As Leah looked up at him, not entirely understanding, he opened his loose-fitting robe to reveal his own erection. It was much thinner than Asher’s, but also longer. She now understood the dual purpose of the ring gag, and briefly worried how deeply into her throat it was going to end up. Not that I have much choice in the matter, she reflected as she flexed her arms feebly against the ropes.

Caspian fluidly squatted down over her head, and guided the tip into her open mouth. Leah instinctively and impotently tried to push it away with her tongue, which had precisely zero effect on its progress.

“Ah, that feels nice, kitten,” Caspian sighed. “Isn’t this more pleasant than trying to hurt us?” He seemed content to have her focus on the head, sliding slowly in and out. He occasionally changed the angle so that his cock rubbed up against cheek, but did not seem interested in jamming it down her throat.

Damn my oral fixation, Leah thought for probably the hundredth time in her life. She tried to not show that she was enjoying this.

As Leah involuntarily squeezed her thighs together in response to Asher’s continuous thrusts and Caspian’s ministrations, she felt her lower bound arm also being manhandled. This was gradually untied, and her shoulder muscles both complained at the movement and were grateful for the change in position. The now-loose arm was pulled out from under her torso, and with a quick readjustment from Caspian, it was stretched out above her head, so that both of her arms were held upwards. This was conveniently underneath Caspian’s legs, which limited her ability to potentially escape. Even if I didn’t have my legs tied around this behemoth, that is, Leah thought. Her other bound arm was briefly released before her wrists were tightly bound together. At least it’s a more comfortable position than before. If I get out of this, I’m going to be sore as hell.

She briefly felt her upper torso being lifted – presumably by Caspian – and a small bundle of something was slid underneath her shoulders. She was unceremoniously dropped down onto the bundle, her head lolling backwards over the edge. Before she had really processed what the implications of this might mean, Caspian pushed his erection deeply into her mouth and into her now much more accessible throat. Her indignant response was entirely ignored as he pressed his pubic mound up against her lips. After a few seconds, he relented and began sliding in and out, allowing her to breathe as needed while continuing to use her throat for his own pleasure.

“She has a lovely throat, Asher,” said Caspian cheerfully. “You may want to give it a try.” Leah’s eyes bulged as she tried to imagine Asher’s colossally thick cock stretching her defenseless throat.

“You know I don’t fit through that ring, Caspian,” Asher responded. “Not sure I’d trust her without it, either.”

Leah could almost hear the smirk in his voice, but was grateful anyways. As she relaxed from the hypothetical hazard, she let herself slide back into the headspace of getting competently fucked both vaginally and orally. As she drifted in the sensations, she focused on trying to impose a zen-like calm over her features and reactions. Remember the SERE training, she thought, that’ll see me through. I’m just watching this happen, not experiencing it myself…

Her focus was shattered abruptly by Caspian’s supple fingers precisely seizing her erect nipples. He pulled them upwards with just the right amount of pressure, which made Leah arch her back in sensation overload. All of a sudden, the dual thrusting action was entirely unignorable. That man is far too perceptive, she thought. How could he possibly have known what I was doing? His artful handling was seriously distracting, sending waves of tingling throughout her body that she was unable to inhibit.

And then, after an unspoken signal that Leah didn’t see, Tess’s clever hand slid down Leah’s lower stomach and across her lips, with a single fingertip finding her swollen clit. The response was immediate and intense: straining muscles, tightly-closed eyes, and a wordless keen that snuck around the obstruction in her mouth. No more than a few seconds of stroking later, Leah was convulsing strongly as she involuntarily orgasmed.

“Ah, there she goes,” said Asher. “She’s been fighting against that for a while now. She tightens up nicely while she’s going. It’s almost enough to make me come too.” He grinned, “but not quite enough.”

Caspian looked considerably more ragged. “I don’t know how you do it sometimes,” he husked. “You’ve been giving her a good pounding for over 20 minutes, and don’t even look like you’re enjoying yourself.”

“Self-control and exercise, man,” Asher replied. “Both do the body good! Anyways, are you ready for the next stage?”

Caspian nodded seriously, and withdrew his erection from their half-conscious prey’s mouth. He stepped backwards to get clear of Leah’s arms, then lifted the limp woman’s shoulders off the ground. Asher reached forward from his kneeling position and hoisted her weight with just his arms. Her limp arms went over his head and dangled behind his back. Once she was somewhat balanced, Asher stood up, easily bearing both of their weights. Caspian noticed that the barbarian had somehow still not slid out of their target’s twat. Showoff.

Tess slid behind Asher and performed some magic with the ropes dangling from Leah’s limbs. In short order, she was in a sort of reverse hogtie with all her limbs wrapped around Asher. Leah’s head was still lolling around somewhat, as she was still about half-conscious from the explosive orgasm a minute or so prior.

Caspian opted to wake her back by slipping a condom on, applying a generous amount of lube from a bottle on a nearby table, and sliding his cock into Leah’s ass. She jerked awake at the invasion, and immediately began a stream of unintelligible invectives. This was interrupted by Asher lifting her slightly and letting her drop back down onto the pair of erections. Her reaction was immediate and obvious: a sharp inhale, a full-body shiver, and her eyes rolled briefly backwards. As Asher set up a short cycle of lift-and-drop every couple seconds, with Caspian supporting the balance as needed, they quickly found a sequence that seemed to keep her continuously writhing and clamping down nicely on both front and back.

Asher, however, was not appreciating the multitude of sounds and occasionally drool coming out of her mouth. “Tess, do you still have that long gag?” At her nod, he glanced at Caspian, who unclasped the ring gag from the back of Leah’s head and slipped it off. Before she could start back in with her insults and threats, Tess deftly slipped the long penis gag into her mouth, stifling her voice and apparently increasing her reactions to the other stimuli.

“I guess our kitten likes having her mouth full,” Asher needled the bound woman. As the taunting took effect, Leah screwed her eyes shut and tightened all her limbs around the broad man’s back. It seemed like she was having a mini-orgasm every fourth or fifth stroke.

Caspian succumbed first to the writhing woman’s erotic sounds and squeezing. As he lost coordination during his own orgasm, he managed to stand there and continue to benefit from Asher’s efforts. Once he was done, he let himself slide out of Leah, and stumbled over to join Tess on a nearby couch.

Asher decided to change things up at this point. Instead of the up-and-down motion that he had been affecting, he just began to walk smoothly around the open room, leaving his quarry impaled upon his robust equipment. The resulting grind seemed to have a pronounced effect on Leah, as her head lolled backwards and she hung on to his shoulders as if for dear life, even if her bound arms didn’t allow her to let go.

Leah’s mind was a whirl of arousal. Each of Asher’s steps caused his cock to move around deliciously inside her, and she was having a hard time breathing consistently. Her nipples were straining against his broad chest, and the throbbing cock inside her was dripping with her own juices. The hard rubber cock in her mouth wasn’t quite what she was imagining, but it was close enough for her addled mind. Each step seemed to get her just a little closer to that crest she was aching for.

And before she even sensed it was coming, it was upon her, breaking over like a wave full of light. She knew she was shouting into her gag, and doing her very best to fly away, but somehow the gag and the ropes just made the whole thing even better. While her orgasm was still shaking her body and mind, she did not even notice as Asher laid her down on one of the nearby couches. She did very much notice when he started thrusting rapid-fire instead of his previous methodical tempo. Leah felt like she was swimming in aftershocks – every few seconds, another mini-orgasm would happen. She was long past even thinking about needing to escape, and instead was simply floating in this whirlpool of sensations.

With a baritone grunt, Asher tightened his immense musculature and finally had his own orgasm. His rumbling growl resonated in the space and seemed to linger even longer than his climax did. Tess and Caspian heartily cheered him on. As he came down from his own high, he grinned at his compatriots, and took a short bow while still holding Leah to his torso. From her brief upside-down perspective, she also grinned.

Tess stood, walked over to the pair, and began untying the ropes. As Leah’s feet were freed, she stood on her own and waited patiently. Once her arms were free too, she began to stretch out her tired muscles.

“Shit, Asher, that walking around trick was mean,” Leah complained. “Where did you come up with that idea?”

“From an old story I read,” the big man replied casually, cracking his own knuckles and stretching. “I’m gonna have a bruise on my forearm for weeks, scrappy bitch.” His tone and smile let her know there was no actual anger.

“I have to be careful about how I hit people, you know that. That strike would have snapped Caspian like a twig!” she laughed, eyes shining.

“Only if you managed to actually hit me,” smiled the thin man. “I am glad you pulled your strike on Tess’s throat, thank you,” he bowed minutely.

“I didn’t want to actually hurt her, old man,” she admitted. “I appreciated you letting me have that follow-up kick. I don’t get to do that one very often either.”

“I also appreciate not being killed,” laughed Tess. “You are… an extremely hard target to handle.”

“Face it, Leah,” said Caspian seriously, “You, alone, are probably capable of defeating any three or four high-level practitioners of any art you care to choose. The three of us handled you this time, because we know both you and each other and can work as a coherent team. If Tess hadn’t brought her toys, would it have ended differently? If we were actually fighting, it was only a matter of time until you injured one of us, and then there’d be no way we could contain you. You are legitimately, truly one of the most gifted students I’ve ever had, which of course is why I had to send you off on your own.” He smiled gently. “I appreciate your willingness to participate in this, unannounced as it may have been.”

“I told you before, sensei,” Leah said with a brief salute, “that these raids are the highlight of my week. I relish the sore muscles and bruises, and certainly don’t mind the rest of the fun.” She briefly glared at Asher ominously. “I just need to figure out some way to repay some of that.”

“No need, kitten,” he grinned. “I’m just happy to go square against somebody who doesn’t run away ten seconds in.”

“Kitten?!” she mock-indignantly screeched. “You’ll definitely pay for that one, meathead. In the meantime, you’re all visitors in my city now, which means I’m responsible for hosting. Lucky for you, I happen to have acquired an overlarge residence, with extra rooms and showers, a hot tub that will fit eight, a decent training dojo, and a freezer full of the thickest steaks you’ve ever seen. It’s been too long since I’ve cooked for anybody but me.” She briefly scrutinized Asher, “And for you, ‘Gorilla’, I believe I have an extra-large, extremely sturdy bed. Maybe I’ll get Tess to help me safely strap you down. Wouldn’t want you to take advantage of me again, now would we?” She smiled cherubically. “Welcome! You’re on holiday!”

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