Poor Chris

Once inside the small, dimly lit room, Asher dumped Chris unceremoniously into a chair. Cindy closed the door behind us, locking it with a quick flick of her wand. "Tie him up," she ordered, her voice cool and commanding.

Asher grabbed some ropes from a nearby shelf, binding Chris to the chair with methodical precision. He stirred slightly, mumbling incoherently. Cindy stepped closer, her eyes never leaving his.

"Wake him up," she said, her tone leaving no room for refusal.

Asher slapped Chris hard across the face, the sharp sound cutting through the muffled party noise. He groaned, his eyes fluttering open. Confusion turned to fear as he realized his predicament.

"Wha—what's going on?" Chris stammered, struggling against the ropes.

Cindy stepped forward, a predatory smile on her lips. "Just a little fun, love. Don't worry, you'll enjoy it."

Before Chris could protest, Cindy turned to him, her eyes burning with a mix of desire and cruelty. She grabbed him by the collar, pulling him into a fierce, possessive kiss. Her tongue demanded entry, and Asher obliged, matching her intensity. 

Chris watched, his face a mask of disbelief and betrayal. "Cindy, what the fuck?" he shouted, his voice cracking.

She broke the kiss, her eyes never leaving his. "Shut up, Chris," she said dismissively, her hand caressing his cheek. "This is what I want."

She kissed him again, harder this time, as if trying to prove a point. Asher could feel Chris's eyes boring into him, his anger and helplessness feeding Asher's dark satisfaction. Cindy's hands roamed over his body, her touch electrifying and relentless.

"You're sick, both of you," Chris spat, struggling futilely against his restraints.

Cindy broke the kiss, laughing softly. "Oh, Chris. You have no idea how much fun this is."

Asher smirked, feeling a twisted pleasure in his torment. Cindy's hand slid down his chest, her fingers curling around his belt. "Let him watch," she whispered, her breath hot against his ear. "Let him see what real power looks like."

Asher nodded, his mind calculating every possible outcome. This was more than just a power play; it was a declaration. Asher was in control, and Asher relished every moment of it.

As we continued to explore each other's bodies, I could feel the intensity building, the passion reaching a fever pitch. I glanced over at Cindy and Asher, their movements in perfect sync with mine, and I knew that this was more than just a physical connection. We were bonded by a shared desire, a primal urge that couldn't be denied.

Asher's hands moved up my body, his fingers trailing along my skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. I moaned, my eyes closing as I savored the sensation. His lips found mine, our tongues dancing in a passionate duel. I could feel his excitement, his desire for me, and it only fueled my own hunger.

Cindy, on the other hand, was a force to be reckoned with. Her lips wrapped around my nipple, her teeth gently grazing the sensitive flesh. I gasped, my body shivering as pleasure shot through me like lightning. Her hands moved down my body, her fingers tracing intricate patterns on my skin, leaving me writhing and panting with desire.

As we continued to explore each other's bodies, Chris's curses grew more frantic, his voice laced with desperation. "Fuck, Asher! Fuck, Cindy! Fuck, Adriana! Please, I can't take anymore!"

But we didn't care. We were lost in our own world, our desires driving us to new heights of passion. We were three wolves, tearing apart our prey, our hunger insatiable.

Asher's fingers traced delicate patterns on my skin, his touch light yet insistent, driving me wild with desire. His lips found my ear, his breath hot and heavy as he whispered, "Adriana, you're gonna fucking explode, baby."

I moaned, my body shivering as pleasure shot through me like lightning. I could feel my orgasm building, the pressure mounting with each passing second. I wanted to scream, to cry out in pleasure, but I couldn't. I was trapped in this world of sensation, my body writhing and twisting with desire.

Cindy's tounge teasing my clit, her tongue dancing in intricate patterns that drove me to the brink of madness. I gasped, my body trembling as pleasure crashed over me like a tidal wave. Her hands moved down my body, her fingers tracing intricate patterns on my skin, leaving me panting and desperate for more.

Cindy straddled Asher's thighs, her body glistening with my essence. She leaned forward, her lips finding his ear as she whispered, "Asher, baby, I want you to taste me."

Asher's eyes widened, his pupils dilating with anticipation. He nodded, his voice barely more than a whisper. "Anything for you, Cindy."

Cindy smiled, her eyes gleaming with a mix of desire and mischief. She shifted her weight, her knees pressing down on Asher's arms as she lowered herself onto his face. I could see his eyes widen as he felt her warmth enveloping him, his breath catching in his throat.

As Asher began to taste Cindy, I felt a new wave of desire coursing through me. I straddled his thighs, my body glistening with my own essence. I leaned forward, my lips too finding his ear as I whispered, "Asher, baby, I want you to fuck me."

I smiled, my eyes locked on his cock. I shifted my weight, my knees pressing down on Asher's thighs as I lowered myself onto his cock. I could feel him stretching me, filling me with his hardness, and I moaned, my body shivering with pleasure. I rode him like a cowgirl in the wild west

As I rode Asher, I whispered, "Asher, I want you to taste me too."

As Asher began to taste me, I felt my orgasm building, the pressure mounting with each passing second. I rode his mouth harder, my body moving in a frenzy, my desire for release insatiable.

And then, without warning, I felt it. My orgasm crashed over me like a tidal wave, my body shaking and trembling as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me. I screamed, my voice echoing off the walls, my body convulsing with the force of my release. 

I collapsed on the bed while They continued

Cindy's lips brushed against his ear as she whispered, "You know, Asher, I have this fantasy. It's dark, intense... you could call it a rape fantasy."

Asher pulled back slightly, searching her eyes for any hint of hesitation or doubt. Instead, Asher found only a burning desire and a twisted excitement. "Is that so?" Asher asked, his voice low and dangerous. "And what exactly are you imagining?"

She smirked, leaning in closer, her hand sliding down his chest to his waistband. "I want you to take me, Asher. I want you to make me feel powerless, helpless... but in control of everything at the same time."

Asher glanced at Chris, tied up and seething with rage. This was a game, a power play, and Asher was more than willing to oblige. "You want me to do this in front of him?" Asher asked, his tone mocking and cold.

Cindy nodded, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. "Let him see how it's done. Let him see what he could never give me."

Asher pushed her away slightly, just enough to assert his dominance. "You sure you can handle this?" Asher asked, his voice a challenge.

Her response was a wicked grin. "Try me."

Asher moved quickly, pinning her against the wall with a force that left no room for escape. She gasped, but her eyes were alight with excitement. Asher glanced at Chris, his face a mix of fury and helplessness.

"Watch closely, Chris," Asher said, his voice dripping with disdain. "This is what she wants. This is what you could never be."

With a swift motion, Asher tore Cindy's shirt, the fabric giving way easily revealing a magnificent pair of tits. She gasped again, but there was no fear in her eyes, only desire. Asher held her wrists above her head, his grip firm and unyielding.

"You're mine tonight, Cindy," Asher whispered, his breath hot against her neck. "Every part of you."

She moaned softly, arching her back against the wall. "Yes, Asher. Show him."

Asher kissed her roughly, claiming her mouth with a ferocity that matched the dark hunger inside him. She responded eagerly, her body pressing against his, seeking more.

Chris struggled against his restraints, his anger palpable. "You sick fucks," he spat, his voice hoarse with rage.

Asher broke the kiss, looking at Cindy. "Tell him," Asher commanded, his voice hard "Tell him you want me."

She turned her head slightly, her eyes locking onto Chris. "I want this, Chris. I want him. Not you."

Asher didn't give Chris a chance to respond. Asher shifted his grip, his hands moving to Cindy's waist, lifting her off the ground. She wrapped her legs around him, her breath coming in short, heated gasps.

"Asher," she whispered, her voice trembling with anticipation.

his pulse quickened as Asher pulled away, his eyes scanning the room for something He could use. He spotted a chair in the corner and quickly dragged it over, positioning it behind Cindy. his heart raced as He undid his belt and zipper, his cock straining against his pants.

Cindy watched him with a mix of excitement and fear in her eyes, her breath coming in shallow gasps. "Are you...are you really going to do it?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper.

Asher nodded, his eyes never leaving hers. "I'm going to make your fantasy come true," Asher growled, his voice low and dangerous.

Cindy's eyes widened as Asher pulled his cock out of his pants, his erection throbbing with anticipation. Her eyes darted to the chair, then back to him, her lips parting in anticipation.

Asher positioned himself behind her, his heart pounding in his chest. "You ready?" Asher asked, his voice laced with danger.

Cindy nodded, her eyes locked on his. "Yes," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

As Asher thrust into her, He probably felt a sense of power coursing through him. Asher was in control, and Cindy was willingly submitting to him. Her moans filled the room, her body writhing beneath him as Asher pumped into her with relentless determination.

"Asher, you sick fuck!" Chris spat, his voice raw with anger. "Untie me and face me like a man."

Asher laughed, the sound dark and mocking. "Face you? Why, Chris? So you can fail again? Look at her," Asher said, nodding towards Cindy, who clung to him, her eyes filled with a twisted excitement. "This is what she wants. This is what you could never give her."

Cindy's hands reached back, her fingers digging into his thighs as she cried out in pleasure. "Yes, yes, yes!" she chanted, her body shaking with orgasm.

As Asher watched her face contort with pleasure, He felt his own orgasm building, his cock throbbing with anticipation. He pounded into her with renewed vigor, his mind focused solely on bringing her pleasure.

"You're a fucking monster," Chris growled, his muscles straining against the ropes.

"Maybe," Asher replied, his tone cold and dismissive. "But I'm a monster she craves. You're just a boy playing a man's game."

Cindy moaned softly, her body arching against his. "Yes, Asher. Show him."

Cindy's moans filled the room, blending with Chris's curses. She was completely his, every part of her surrendering to his control. And as Asher took her, Asher knew that this was just the beginning. The power He held over them both was intoxicating, and He had no intention of letting it go.

"This can't be happening, No, please No" Chris kept repeating, as he couldn't look away and worse he was having an erection

"What is that? Ohhh.... A cuck" Asher said panting

Chris's face contorted with rage and helplessness. "Cindy, how can you do this? How can you let him…?"

She turned her head slightly, looking at Chris with a mix of disdain and desire. "Because he knows what I need, Chris. You never did."

Asher tightened his grip on Cindy, his fingers digging into her flesh. "Listen to her, Chris. She's finally honest with herself. And with you."

"You're not even a man," Chris hissed. "You're just a rotten son of a bitch."

his smile widened, and Asher leaned closer to Cindy, his breath hot against her neck. "Maybe. But right now, I'm the one in control. You're the one tied up, watching as I give her everything."

Cindy's moans grew louder, her body trembling in his arms. "Asher," she whispered, her voice filled with raw need.

Chris's eyes filled with tears of frustration and defeat. "This isn't over, Asher. I'll make you pay for this."

Asher met his gaze, his own eyes cold and unyielding. "I'd like to see you try, Chris. But for now, just watch and learn."

Finally, Asher felt it building, the wave of pleasure crashing over him as Asher spilled his seed deep inside her. Asher groaned, his body shuddering with the intensity of his orgasm. 

 Asher couldn't help but feel his erection beginning to soften. Asher knew that Cindy wanted more, and Asher was determined to give it to her.

Cindy's eyes locked on his cock, her lips curling into a seductive smile. "You need to harden up, don't you?" she murmured, her voice low and sultry.

his heart pounded in his chest as Asher nodded, his eyes never leaving hers. "Yeah," Asher replied, his voice laced with innuendo.

Cindy's eyes sparkled with mischief as she stepped closer to him, her gaze never leaving his cock. "Well, I think I can help you with that," she said, her voice a seductive purr.

Before Asher could react, Cindy dropped to her knees in front of him, her eyes locked on his erection. his pulse quickened as she reached out, her fingers wrapping around his cock with a surprising amount of skill.

As she stroked him, Asher felt his erection begin to harden once again. Cindy's eyes flicked up to his, her lips curling into a satisfied smile. "Is this what you want, Asher?" she asked, her voice low and seductive.

his heart raced as Asher nodded, his eyes locked on hers. "Yeah," Asher replied, his voice laced with danger.

Cindy's eyes sparkled with anticipation as she leaned forward, her lips wrapping around his cock. Asher gasped, his body shaking with pleasure as she took him deep into her throat.

Her mouth was warm and wet, her throat constricting around him in a way that was both exhilarating and intoxicating. Asher felt his erection throb, his body begging for release.

Cindy's eyes locked on his as she began to move, her head bobbing up and down in a rhythmic motion that was both hypnotic and exhilarating. his pulse quickened, his body shaking with pleasure as she took him deeper and deeper.

As Asher felt his orgasm building, he knew that he couldn't hold back any longer. Asher gripped Cindy's head, his fingers tangling in her ginger hair as Asher thrust into her mouth with relentless determination.

Asher was at the brink of release when he looked down at her demanding his seeds, Asher shoved his cock deep inside her mouth and let his semen fill it up. Cindy swallowed it eagerly, her eyes locked on his as she licked her lips, her gaze never leaving him. "You're welcome, Asher," she murmured, her voice low and sultry.

When it was over, Cindy lay in his arms, spent and satisfied, while Chris slumped in his chair, defeated and broken. Asher looked at them both, a sense of triumph washing over him.

"This is how it is," Asher said quietly, his voice steady and firm. "Remember this night. Remember who's her DADDY." 

Cindy nodded, her eyes shining with a mixture of exhaustion and exhilaration. Chris said nothing, his silence a testament to his defeat.

Asher stood up, adjusting his clothes, feeling a deep sense of satisfaction. This was just the beginning, and Asher was ready for whatever came next. 

As Asher stepped back, Asher couldn't help but admire the state Cindy was in. Her dress was torn, her breasts heaving with each ragged breath. Her eyes were closed, her face flushed with pleasure, and a satisfied smile curled her lips.

Asher took a moment to appreciate the sight before him, his heart pounding with a mix of excitement and danger. Asher had never seen Cindy so vulnerable, so willing to submit to him. It was a heady feeling, one that Asher knew Asher would never forget.

Asher leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear. "You're mine now, Cindy," Asher whispered, his voice laced with danger.

Cindy's eyes fluttered open, her gaze locking onto his. "Yes, Asher," she murmured, her voice barely a whisper.

As Asher pulled away, Asher felt a sense of power coursing through him. He was in control, and Cindy was willingly submitting to him. Her body was his to do with as Asher pleased, and the thought was both exhilarating and intoxicating.

Cindy's eyes fluttered open, and she gazed up at him with a smirk of satisfaction. But beneath that, Asher saw a flicker of calculation. She glanced over at Chris, slumped and defeated, then back at him.

"Asher," she murmured, her voice soft and almost tender. "Asher want you to alter his memory. Make him forget this ever happened."

Asher raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "And why would Asher do that?" Asher asked, his tone cold and detached.

She sat up, fixing her disheveled clothes with a casual grace. "Because if he remembers, he'll become a problem. And we don't need problems right now."

Asher considered her words, his mind racing through the possibilities. Keeping Chris oblivious would indeed simplify things, and besides, Asher relished the power He held over him. Watching him squirm was entertaining, but erasing his memory would ensure no loose ends.

"Fine," Asher said, pulling out his wand. As I watched lying down on the cozy be, He pointed it at Chris, who was too drained to even lift his head. "Obliviate," Asher muttered, casting the memory charm with precision.

Chris's eyes glazed over, and Asher watched as the memory of the past hour faded from his mind. He blinked, confused, looking around as if waking from a strange dream.

"What... what happened?" he mumbled, his voice weak.

Cindy was already on her feet, smoothing her hair and adjusting her skirt. "You had a bit too much to drink, Chris," she said sweetly, her voice dripping with false concern. "I, Adriana and Asher brought you here to rest."

He looked at him, suspicion flickering in his eyes. "Yeah... right," he muttered, clearly trying to piece together the fragments of his shattered memory.

Asher leaned down, his face inches from his. "Next time, mate, pace yourself," Asher said, a smirk playing on his lips. "Wouldn't want you to miss out on all the fun."

Chris nodded slowly, still dazed. Cindy flashed him a grateful smile before turning back to him. "Come on, let's get you back to your dorm," she said, helping him to his feet.