Batman's Main Bitch

You did as told and when you felt the tip of his cock tap against your tongue, you moaned out loud and lifted your hips up from the bed.

Marc chuckled, pressing his hand down against your abdomen before sliding it to your breast to give it a playful squeeze.

“Look at you squirm, so fucking needy. You’re soaking the sheets, babe.” He said as if it wasn’t obvious.

You whined and kept your hands to your sides, despite the desperation to touch yourself. The ache and throbbing in your pussy was almost too much given that Marc hasn’t touched you yet.

“Marc, please…” you softly pleaded as you gripped the sheets.

Marc merely laughed, pinching your nipple before shoving his cock back into your mouth with no warning. He grunted as he kept a hand against your throat, feeling how his dick strained against your skin each time he slid in.

You choked on his cock a bit but continued sucking him, hollowing your cheeks. Tears pooled in your eyes as Marc roughly fucked your mouth, his ballsack slapping against your nose with every thrust.

Finally, you felt his fingers rub your folds but only for a quick moment before he stopped. He slapped the inside of your right thigh before letting out a groan.

“Suck me so good, baby. Think you deserve a reward.” Marc said.

“Go touch yourself, I want to see you finger your cunt while I fuck your mouth.” He said.

“But you can’t cum ‘til I allow you.” He quickly added.

Letting out a whimper, you started rubbing your clit in big, slow circles while your other hand fondled with your breast. You kept breathing through your nose while Marc mouth-fucked you.

Marc was a very vocal man— his grunts and husky curses were turning you on so much that you could feel your abdomen tighten quickly.

“God, your mouth feels so fuckin’ good around my cock.” Marc said, slowing down his pace as he watched his member glisten with your spit.

He gently held your neck, pulling his cock out and resting it on your tongue before bending down to spit on it.

You moaned and sucked on the tip at the same time you inserted your fingers into your pussy.

“That’s right, keep fucking your pussy just like that. So wet for me, you love it when I fuck your mouth like this, don’t you?” Marc asked with amusement.

Even with a mouthful of Marc’s cock, you nodded your head and sped up your fingers. You were too focused on sucking him that you completely got lost in your own pleasure.

You rubbed at your clit hard and fast, making yourself cum despite Marc’s instruction not to do so. Letting out a muffled moan, your entire body trembled and your hips stuttered as you came.

Marc was quick to take his throbbing member out from your mouth, clicking his tongue in disappointment as he watched you writhe on his bed.

“Baby, I thought I told you not to cum?” He asked, bending down to caress your face.

You heavily panted, “‘m sorry, I couldn’t hold back.” You admitted.

Marc sighed, “I know, baby. I know. But I can’t let you off that easily, you’re aware of that, right?” He asked.

You merely nodded, carefully sitting up on the bed and turning around to face Marc. His body was flushed and sweaty, his curls disheveled and eyes dark with lust. He looked absolutely ravishing like that.

“Lay down. On your side.” He said and waited for you to obey before climbing on the bed.

Marc started pressing light kisses on your body, starting from your ankle up to your thigh, licking his way up to your neck as he positioned himself behind, spooning you.

“If you can’t control yourself, you’re gonna have to learn it from us.” Marc whispered into your ear as he lifted your leg up, just enough to slide his cock into your pussy.

You gasped at how easily he slipped in, your sensitive cunt quickly adjusting to his girth. Marc wrapped an arm around your waist, cradling your breast as he fucked you from behind, nice and slow.

“Marc, faster…please…” you whimpered, moving your hips to meet his thrusts.

Marc laughed into your ear, “You want it fast?” He asked but didn’t wait for a response.

He lifted your thigh up higher as he fucked you fast, growling at the way your pussy clenched around him. Gritting his teeth, he let go of your thigh and reached around to rub at your sensitive bundle of nerves.

“Could feel you getting close again, baby.” He breathed out.

You moaned out his name when your abdomen tightened, bracing yourself for another orgasm until Marc whispered into your ear.

“But like I said, we’re gonna have to teach you a lesson on control.”

His hips stilled all of a sudden, the hand on your clit moving away to cup your face.

“You alright, love?”

You whined, “Steven, please? So close…”

Steven’s lips ghosted against the shell of your ear, his hands caressing your skin while his thrusts slowed down.

“I know, love. But we gotta slow down a bit, yeah? Still your hips for a bit, can you do that for me?” He asked sweetly, one hand reaching for your leg to bring it down as he started moving again but keeping his pace slow.

The way your legs were pressed together made you feel his cock move even more, making your entire body shudder with want.

“Nice and slow, love. Nice and slow…” Steven breathed out.

“So good, Steven…” you said, feeling the coil in your abdomen start to loosen.

Steven continued to whisper sweet nothings into your ear, promising that he’d be there to take good care of you later on. Unlike Marc, his touches were featherlight and careful, as if he was afraid to break you apart.

He treated you like you were fragile; he made sure to help you come down from your high before you could even snap.

“That’s right, love. Feels good, innit?” Steven asked, keeping a slow and steady pace as he made love to you.

Your soft breaths began to turn into whimpers once more when Steven’s pace changed, stimulating your cunt once more and bringing that familiar heat back into your stomach.

“You’re doing so good, love. Keep this up for me, yeah?” He asked.

As soon as you nodded, you felt a change in the way you were being held. A hand gripped your breast firmly, squeezing it while his thumb stroked your nipple.

“You didn’t think Steven was going to let you off like that, did you?”

Another whine escaped your mouth at the presence of Marc yet again. You could easily tell he was fronting just by the roughness of his thrusts. How his hips moved against yours, where his hands often went and how tightly they would squeeze you.

They continued punishing you like that, with Marc fucking you hard and fast until you were about to cum only to switch to Steven to edge you with his slow and gentle movements.

Your entire body was quivering, your cunt abused yet unsated. The sheets beneath were soaked, both in sweat and your juices.

“Almost there, love. Hold back a lil’ bit longer and we’ll get you there.”

Tears were already staining your cheeks as you panted heavily, your chest rising and falling with every breath you took.

“Can’t hold back…please…” you whimpered, your back arching as you reached behind to grab onto Steven’s waist.

He pressed a soft kiss beneath your ear, “Marc, I think she’s learned her lesson.” Steven softly said.

Steven was just as exhausted, his breath fanning against the back of your neck, tickling you.

“You’re good, love.” It was the last thing he said before Marc took over again, wrapping your torso with his arm to reach for your clit.

“You did so good for us, baby.” Marc praised, pressing down on your bundle of nerves before tightening his grip around your body.

And then he fucked you, spreading your pussy lips with his fingers to see how your cunt was taking in all of him.

Marc clenched his jaw, grunting at how slippery your cunt was yet so tight around his dick. His balls were so tight from holding back just as much as you were.

“Cum, baby. Cum for me.” He growled into your ear as he pounded into you until you were crying out his name.

Your orgasm was so strong it made your eyes cross and your body shudder. You could feel your cunt flutter around Marc’s cock over and over again.

Marc spooned you and held you close to his chest as you experienced aftershocks. He rubbed soothing circles against your stomach while kissing your cheek.

“Good girl, baby.” He whispered, “I know you got more in there. Can you give us one more?” He asked.

You were so out of it already but when you felt Marc’s cock throb inside of you, you whined and shook your head in response. Too exhausted and overstimulated, you weren’t sure if your body could take another round.

Swallowing thickly, you let out a soft whine, “I don’t think I can.”

Marc grunted, “Just one, baby. Need to feel you cum on my cock again before I do.” He said.

“Too much, Marc.” You whimpered despite the growing heat in your belly yet again.

Marc was quiet for a moment, you thought that he was going to let you off for now. Just as when you were about to doze off, Marc reached around to grab your face, squeezing it in his hand.

“Now that’s just disappointing. I thought you were our good little slut?”

That accent, thick and heavy— it was Jake.

You knew him but never spent a lot of time with him. He would only front whenever Marc or Steven needed protection. Or in this case, help in getting what they wanted.

If Marc was rough, Jake was brutal. It was his grip that often left bruises in their wake, reminding you that you were his just as much as you were Marc and Steven’s.

He further squeezed your face, turning it to him, “You’re gonna give us one more, you hear me?” He asked.

You nodded, mouth agape and at a loss for words. Whenever Jake was in charge, he always pushed you to your limits and well, you loved every second of it.

“Open your mouth, stick your tongue out.” He demanded.

You quickly obeyed, Jake smirked before spitting into your mouth.

“Atta girl.” He praised before sticking two fingers into your mouth, pressing down on your tongue.

You squealed when he moved his hips, thrusting into you at a steady yet powerful rhythm that made your body bounce. The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed in the air, matching the smell of sweat and sex that lingered.

Jake was barely pulling his cock out from your cunt as he fucked you, ignoring how you were gagging on his fingers that was now shoved down your throat.

“That’s it, could feel your fucking pussy milking my cock.” He grunted.

Tears welled in your eyes yet again, pain and pleasure mixing into an entirely different sensation that was so addicting. It was painful yet you wanted more and more.

Jake removed his fingers from your mouth and brought it down to your pussy, slipping two of them inside and stretching you out even more.

His cock and two fingers inside, you didn’t think they’d all fit but here you were, taking all of them like a pathetic whore.

“More, come on. One more, you can do it. You don’t want to disappoint us, do you?” He asked but you couldn’t even bring yourself to respond.

“I asked you a question.” Jake grunted, slapping your face before wrapping his hand around your throat, choking you.

“Don’t…don’t wanna disappoint…” you stammered, your eyes fluttering shut.

Jake slapped your cheek again, “Keep your eyes open.” He said and you immediately followed, trying your best to keep them open.

“Good girl. So fucking obedient ‘cause you’re our slut, right? You’re our good little bitch.”

Jake's filthy words, his cock and fingers finally pushed you to the brim. You came with a silent scream, your body stilling and toes curling as you rode out your orgasm.

All you could remember was Marc taking over and him spilling his seed inside of you before praising you, “So good, baby. Did so good for us.”

It probably took you a couple of minutes to regain your consciousness because when you did, you were cuddled close to Marc’s chest.

His hand was rubbing your back, his touches were soft and gentle— it was Steven.

“Hi there, love.” He grinned, looking down at you.

Your eyelids fluttered as you beamed up, “Hi Steven.”

He kissed your forehead and pulled you closer, grabbing the blanket and pulling it up to your shoulders.