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By this point, you’d been messing around with all of the ghouls for a few months now. As far as word around the clergy says you’re the sibling that the ghouls seek out the most.
That’s how you end up in situations like this.
You’re kneeling naked - except for a leather collar - in one of the ghouls’ beds, waiting for them to make some final decisions. Your hands rest on your thighs with your head tilted down. The silk blindfold covering your eyes is already sending your brain toward complete subspace.
One of the ghouls - Cirrus you think - has a hand in your hair, drawing comforting claws lightly over your scalp. They all stand around where the two of you sit on the bed, chatting in that hellish language of theirs. There seems to be a consensus reached as one of them grabs at your chin and shakes your head lightly. “We’re gonna tie you up now, okay doll?” Swiss asks.
You clear your throat before answering, “Yes sir.”
“What’s your safe word?”
“Impera, sir.”
He purrs, and then multiple hands usher you to lay back on the bed. Padded leather cuffs are wrapped around your wrists and connected to a chain on the frame. The bed sinks on the left side of your head as Cirrus settles in next to you. Cumulus’ hands settle on your thighs, pushing them up to rest on her shoulders. They shake in anticipation while Cumulus presses kisses along the insides.
A mouth wraps around one of your nipples and it makes your back arch off the bed until Cirrus pushes you back down. You feel more than hear Sunshine laugh around your chest.
Fingers press into your mouth at the same time that Cumulus licks at your clit. Your moan comes out garbled which makes the ghouls laugh. “Aw look at the poor slut. Already losing your mind darling? We’ve barely started,” Cirrus teases harshly. You pant around her fingers, unable to properly reply with the way she’s holding your jaw open. Cumulus eats you out like it’s the last meal that she’s going to get. Without your eyesight, the sensations blur together into one big ball of pleasure. Sunshine has taken up the job of outlining your chest in bruises while both of her hands grope your tits.
Cumulus works two of her fingers into your entrance and presses into your g-spot with practiced ease. She keeps the pressure up even as your thighs clamp tight around her head. When you fall back completely limp against the bed, Cumulus pushes the other two ghouls back and kisses you. It’s a clumsy kiss, a post-orgasm haze combined with your inability to see affecting your coordination.
Sunshine knocks Cumulus out of the way to also kiss you, although it is a much more chaste kiss than the one Sunshine just gave you.
Eventually both Sunshine and Cumulus leave - Cirrus stays with you to make sure that you’re fine between rounds. She keeps a hand in your hair to make you more grounded as you float through subspace. You’re vaguely aware of people talking outside the door, but it feels like your head is underwater.
The bed shifts again as someone joins you and Cirrus. “Having fun?” Aether asks with a kiss to your collarbone.
“Yes sir,” you mumble out, trying to roll your head in the direction of his voice. His body presses you further into the mattress and you gasp out when his dick rubs against your clit. He works his hand between your bodies to line himself up with your entrance. Aether teases you, barely pushing the head of his cock inside before pulling back. The pressure of his weight on you prevents you from gaining enough leverage to fuck yourself onto him. “Please sir,” you gasp, “use me.”
You can feel the huff of breath Aether lets out against your neck where he’s biting at your collar as he tries not to let the words get to him. His hips betray him though, as you’re stretched out another few inches. One of your legs comes up to hook around his hip in an attempt to get him further inside of you. “Fuck them Aeth, the poor thing needs it so bad,” Cirrus coos.
He pulls out of you almost completely and waits there. It leaves you in a moment of suspense, waiting for him to start fucking you properly. The anticipation makes the feeling even more intense when he fucks back into you. You cry out with a full-body shudder. Aether sets a slow but hard pace - grinding inside of you for a moment before he pulls out.
When Aether grinds against your g-spot you arch as best as you can beneath him. Your leg - the one not over his waist - tenses on the mattress. “Sir-!” Teeth sink into your collarbone. Aether pulls away only to smear your lips with your own blood when he kisses you.
You don’t know who’s more turned on but the kiss is more of you moaning into each other’s mouths than anything. He shifts above you without slowing his pace, bringing his hand to your clit. “Cum for me,” he growls.
Aether stutters when you tighten around him. The hand on your clit doesn’t let up until your voice breaks on your moans. Cirrus intervenes - you can hear her hand smack down on his shoulder - which makes his hand withdraw. Aether rises up on his knees, grabbing a hold of your hips to fuck you until he finishes. Overstimulation makes you whimper but it’s so delicious you don’t even think about using your safeword. Aether praises you all the while, how good you are, how perfect you are for bringing all of this up.
When he finishes, he drops back down to lay over you - barely catching himself on his forearms. You’re both panting, chests brushing with every breath. Aether kisses all over your face as he pulls out. The leg that was over his waist drops back onto the mattress as Aether moves away. Something draws over one of your hips, and then the other. It takes a minute for you to realize it’s probably the marker you saw on the side table.
You hear him leave the room and Cirrus takes over. She massages your thighs to make sure the muscles don’t strain and then lays them down flat. “Do you need your arms down for a second?” she asks.
“No-” your voice cracks, “no mistress. Can I have some water though? Please.” You hear her make a pleased noise when you ask correctly. She helps you sit up so you can take a few sips of water. “Thank you, mistress.”
“Of course darling,” Her hands check yours for any numbness. She doesn’t find any, so she settles down next to you again. The two of you sit like that for what feels like an eternity; her claws in your hair while you almost nap against your own arm.
A belt falling to the floor brings you back to the present. Cirrus says something to whoever has entered and you can hear them laugh back. She moves from your side to kiss the mystery ghoul but uses her tail to keep a point of contact with you.
Cold hands grab at your ankles to spread your legs apart even as the temperature makes you yelp. Rain kisses up your legs as he crawls up your body. His fingers drag through where Aether’s cum from earlier has dripped out of you. They press against your lower lip until you open your mouth. You wrap your lips around his fingers, cleaning them off. “Stunning,” Rain breathes out.
He takes his fingers out of your mouth, bringing them down and gripping your thighs. Rain skips the teasing and thrusts inside of you in one smooth motion. There’s no hesitation when he starts fucking you. It’s a steady roll of his hips, never fully pulling out of you. The angle is just right where he rubs against your most sensitive spots with every thrust.
You’ve just gotten used to the rhythm when you feel something hard and plastic touch your clit. Vibrations kick on and if it weren’t for Rain’s firm grip on your legs you would have clamped your thighs around the sensation. Your moans get louder and louder - you know if any of the other ghouls are still hanging around they can hear you. Right as you’re about to be pushed over the edge again, the wand pulls away. The whine in your throat comes out garbled when Cirrus harshly pinches one of your nipples hard. “You wanna be good, right?” Rain starts, stilling his hips inside of you. When you nod your head he continues, “then wait, princess.”
They wait until your breathing steadies out again before either of them moves. Cirrus turns the vibrator back on and brings it to where you and Rain are connected. Rain’s hips jump against yours and you can hear him swallow down a moan of his own. The blindfold blocks your eyesight but you’ve fallen into bed with Rain enough times to know what his face looks like when he starts fucking you again.
Luckily for you, Cirrus seems more focused on Rain than on you so you can breathe and not worry about not cumming before one of them gives you permission. Pinpricks of blood are being drawn from your thighs. Rain tries to keep the same pace he had set before but you can tell Cirrus is doing something because occasionally one or two thrusts will be harder than the last.
Cirrus surprises you by bringing the vibrator back up to your clit and turning it on even higher. You cum so hard your ears start ringing. By the time you come back to your senses, Rain’s already finished. He’s pulled out of you but you can feel him spreading you open and the whir of Cirrus’ Polaroid. You feel Rain writing something on your stomach before he also leaves the room, leaving you alone with Cirrus again.
The two of you sit in silence, nothing but the whir of the camera breaking the silence. She drops the photos on your stomach with an occasional whistle or laugh when a photo turns out particularly good.
You can hear Sunshine’s voice before she even enters the room again. “You’re a genius Sunny,” Swiss claims as the two of them enter. Cirrus moves out from between your legs to give the other ghouls space to work.
The force of Sunshine throwing herself on the bed next to you makes you bounce a little on the mattress. She curls into your side, picking at some of the photos on your stomach as she talks. “So honey, how do you feel about a two-for-one?”
“Whatever you want, mistress. Sir.”
Sunshine’s hands' fiddle at the chain connecting your cuffs to the frame, “we’re gonna undo this okay? The cuffs will stay on.” You breathe out your consent and your arms are brought down so your hands rest on your stomach. There’s instant relief in your shoulders when you subtly roll and flex them without moving your hands. Sunshine moves so she’s straddling your head, carefully lowering herself down to sit on your face properly.
Without needing prompting, you stick your tongue out to lick a stripe from her entrance to her clit. Her responding moan is like honey to your ears and sends a full shiver down your body. Swiss laughs from behind Sunshine and makes some comment to her which makes her grab a handful of your hair and pull.
You do your best to get Sunshine off in your position but Swiss moving between your thighs distracts you. The multi-ghoul lifts your hips up - a pillow placed under them by Cirrus - and wastes no time grinding his dick into your cunt. The tip catches against your entrance and then brushes against your clit.
“Fuck still tight,” Swiss snarls out as he enters you, “You love it don’t you doll? Being used.” You absent-mindedly hum against Sunshine.
Always the scheming duo, Sunshine and Swiss set opposing rhythms for the way their hips move; Sunshine slowly rides your face while Swiss has a quick and brutal pace. You can hear Swiss’ hips hitting the back of your thighs even through Sunshine’s thighs wrapped around your head. Your face is getting messy between your own spit, Sunshine’s arousal, and the dried blood from your earlier kiss with Aether.
All of your senses are overwhelmed by the two ghouls. You can tell that you’ve fallen into the deepest point of subspace yet. There’s an ache in your jaw and your breathing is shallow but you wouldn’t have it any other way.
“Shit, you’re so good. So fucking perfect..!” Sunshine cums when you clumsily move your mouth up to suck at her clit. You feel the bed shift as she collapses off of you to the side. The rush of air into your lungs almost makes you dizzier than the air deprivation itself. Your moans tear their way out of your throat out of your control as Swiss fucks you like an animal.
Swiss hikes your hips up more so he can lean further over you. His hand wraps around your throat, pressing against your collar. When it tightens your eyes roll back beneath the blindfold. Something is touching your clit again but you’re so out of your mind you can’t tell what it is.
Just as you’re about to tap out, Swiss let's go. You take a deep breath of air and then immediately let it all go in a scream as you cum. Swiss pounds into you for a handful of more thrusts before he adds to the mess between your legs. Someone grabs your jaw and tilts your head to the side to drag the marker over your cheek. Teeth bring pinpricks of blood to the surface of both your inner thighs. Both ghouls leave after giving you a kiss each.
Cirrus picks your head up to lay in her lap so she can pet your hair again. You robotically take a few more sips of water when offered. Time passes like molasses, your brain feels like it’s leaking out through your ears.
You don’t even know another ghoul has entered the room until your palms skim up your legs. You almost jump at your skin as the sudden touch drags your attention forward. Mountain makes some soothing noises as he rubs his hands up and down your sides. He takes one of your nipples in his mouth and rolls the other between his fingers.
The earth ghoul rolls to sit next to you on the bed, using the grip he has on you to make you straddle his lap. One of his hands leaves your hip to line himself up with your entrance. Even just the tip of his cock stretches out wonderfully. Mountain moves you himself, dragging you down a few inches only to pull your hips back up so he’s just barely inside of you than repeating the process.
Soon enough your hips are pressed against his. He keeps you there for a second, taking the time to take your cuffed hands and hook them around the back of his neck so you can grab onto his shoulders. The muscles in his shoulders flex when he lifts you back up. Mountain sets a steady pace, using your body to get himself off. All you do is sit back and enjoy the ride. Whimpers and whines claw their way out of your throat without your permission pairing beautifully with Mountain’s own groaning. Both of Mountain’s shoulders are going to be covered with angry raised lines if the way you’re scrambling at his shoulders is an indicator.
Your head drops down onto Mountain’s chest, overwhelmed with sensation as he moves you. He kisses at your neck, just above where your collar sits. “Lucifer below, shit,” you cry out when his tail wraps between your bodies to rub at your clit. You can feel the responding purr rumble through his chest. Something about the way he can move you with no effort is driving you wild.
When Mountain is close, he keeps you pressed tight against his body. He moves his hips on his own, grinding up into you until he finishes. You can feel him cum inside of you with one final loud moan. Hands take your wrists and pull the cuffs back over Mountain’s head so he can lay back with you bundled on his chest. His dick is still inside you, keeping you nice and full as you briefly zone out.
An unknown amount of time has passed by the time that you blink your eyes open underneath the blindfold. At some point Mountain had left, leaving you resting against Cirrus. You stir and make a noise which alerts Cirrus that you’re back to your senses. “How do you feel darling?”
You tilt your head towards her voice, “Fine mistress. Did Dew get a turn?”
She laughs a bit behind you, “No he didn’t. You were a little too far gone after Mountain and we didn’t want to disturb you but we didn’t want to take everything off until you said so. Do you still want to continue?”
“Mhm,” you hum, laying down flat on the bed again with your arms above your head. Cirrus moves and you can hear her texting away at her phone.
The response is almost immediate. Footsteps thunder through the main space and the door pops open so hard it bounces back against the wall.
Dew launches himself between your thighs, landing on his hands and knees above you. “Hey pretty thing,” he swoops down to kiss you - although it’s more him biting at your lips. Dew covers your jaw in small bites and hickeys, working his way down your body. When he gets to the bite Aether had left on your collarbone, he growls possessively. You jump up when Dew decides to take matters into his own hands and give you a matching mark on the other side of your neck.
You’re flipped over to rest on your stomach and your hands are chained back to the headboard. Dew lays himself along your back and in one hard thrust seats himself inside of you. His hips bounce against your ass with the pace that he sets, filling the room with noise. Your hair is moved out of the way so Dew can bite at your neck and collar while he fucks you. “Lucifer below, you’re such a slut,” he whispers in your ear, “bringing this plan up after spending months spreading your legs for all of us.” His hips stutter inside you when you use what little leverage you have to push back against him, “And I thought I was a whore.”
You attempt to muffle your moans in the pillow below you, but you’re stopped by Dew threading a hand through your hair and yanking your head back. “Come on, don’t hide. You and I both know you love it.” He’s relentless, marking up your neck and clawing at your back while he fucks you. The chain connecting your cuffs to the bed rattles and the frame creaks with the force of his movement.
The hand that was scratching raised lines into your back instead wedges itself between your hips and the mattress. One touch of his hand to your clit makes you tighten around him. Dew never shuts up while he fucks you, a constant stream of both praise and degradation flowing from his mouth, “You love being used like this, right? What if we laid you out in front of the entire clergy and did this, let them all see how good you are?”
Beyond arguments, you nod as best as you can with him still pulling your head back. Someone coaxes him to let go so you can lay your head down and release the strain on your neck. You cum before he does - so over-sensitive from today’s events - with a barely covered scream and a kick of your legs. Dew repositions himself when you do, rising up on his knees behind you and lifting your hips to get even better leverage. The drag of him against your over-sensitive walls makes you squirm until the dig of his nails into old cuts on your hips reigns you into submission. Your mind blacks out when he cums inside of you.
The next thing you know, you’re on your back again. Rough hands drag over your wrists, “You back to us doll?”
You nod back to Swiss and lazily wiggle your wrists to signify that you want the cuffs off. Cold lotion is lathered on the raw skin the second the cuffs fall back onto the bed. The blindfold is also removed, soaked through with tears and sweat. Your eyes stay closed even as someone - likely Mountain - picks you up and carries you to the ghouls’ communal bathing space. “Do you want to see before we clean you up?” he whispers in your ear, and you nod again against his shoulder.
When you get into the bathroom Mountain carefully sets you down on your feet. Cirrus makes her presence known by gripping your forearms to support you while you take in your appearance in one of the full-length mirrors.
Almost every inch of your throat is covered in marks. Your collar bones show two deep bites, one dried already and one still bleeding a little. The rest of your body isn’t much better off. Sunshine’s marks framing your chest from when this first started have had enough time to darken in a violent red color. Your hips feature the words “Hot Damn!”, one word on each hip. Right above your pussy Rain wrote “Cum here” with an arrow drawn down - the sight of which makes you snort. Sunshine eloquently signed her name on your face, but it’s gotten smeared since then because of Cirrus cleaning your face off. Scratches are all over your hips. Both of your inner thighs sport Swiss’ bite marks - more shallow than the ones on your collar bones.
You nod at Cirrus who helps you walk over to the bath. Rain is already there, and he takes over when you sink into the water. He brushes through your hair carefully, then dunks you down so he can wet your hair enough to wash it. Eventually, he deems you clean enough, as he calls for Mountain to help you out, dry you off, and carry you back to bed. Dew practically climbs over the other ghouls to cuddle up by your side much to their annoyance. You end up pressed between him and Rain - an interesting duality of temperatures - with the other ghouls surrounding you.
You slip into sleep, well taken care of, in a pile of ghouls.