EroticReverie

Dahlia

After I soak in the bath, I pull myself out of it, drain the tub and grab a small towel , wrapping it around me, and padding slowly to my room. Lincoln's door iApparently everyones closed and I can hear the murmur of voices downstairs. Probably Landon, telling Jasper and Salem how I've gone off the fucking crazy lady deep end and tore Lincoln's room apart. I wonder what Lincoln will do when he sees it. I hope he loses it, I hope it pisses him off and he comes to find me and bends me over and spanks me , takes his knife and drags it on my skin and drinks my blood. I hope he punishes me the worst he ever has. 

I slam my door angrily. I told myself I was done, yet here I am, craving him, needing him, needing all of them. I've been deprived this past week. None of them are treating me the way they used to. I am not delicate. I am not a fucking princess. I'm their pet, their whore, their property. I've chosen to be, and yet here they are denying me what I need from them. What I crave, all because Lincoln and I are on the edge of setting the entire world on fire. It wasn't fair. 

I look in the mirror, dropping my towel, looking at my body, reminding myself of who I am, and that the men downstairs need to get back to giving me what I want and need from them. I want their punishments back, I want their cruel snarls and spankings, I want to be degraded and worshipped at the same time. They're not even fucking me, they're too soft now, too careful and I hate it. It only is making me more fucking out of my mind. 

So instead of putting normal clothes on, I put on a reminder of what I am , what I want to be to them. 

I braid my hair in one single braid down my back, then  grab one of my harnesses, a black leather one, with buckles and straps that fit me perfectly. Silver o rings, connecting the straps that outline my breast in a triangle form. 

I grab the  leather garter belt, securing it around my waist, then securing the straps that clamp around my thighs tightly, buckling them into place. I put on one of my collar, a thick black leather collar with a large silver ring that hangs at the center. I grab a leash, attatching it to the ring, and large stiletto platform boots made of matching black leather, and I lace them up tightly. I add a pair of nipple clamps, simple black rubber pinchers connected with a silver chain that hangs from clamp to the other. 

I make my way downstairs, and I can smell the food, and my stomach rumbles, but I focus, because what I was most hungry for wasn't edible. I needed them back. I needed them to remember why I loved them, why I was theirs, and wanted and needed to be theirs more than anything. Because they took care of me, and while trying to over care for me, they failed to give me the lifestyle we agreed upon. 

"Fuck." Jasper's eyes pop as he sits at the table, facing me, the first to see me standing across the room, the leather handle of the chain leash in my mouth. Landon and Salem turn in their seats, groans coming from them as I look each of them in the eyes, one at a time and then lower to my knees slowly.  I place my hands to the floor and look at Landon who is the closest to me. I blink and I lift my chin slightly, giving a nudge to the air, mimicing a puppy begging for it's master to notice it. 

"Get up Dahlia." Landon says. But his eyes are hungry, they want this, they miss it too, I know they do. 

I shake my head. 

"Dahlie. Sit down at eat your dinner." Jasper says from across the table. 

I shake my head again, and I look to Salem. I give him pleading eyes. While he was the softest of the bunch, the sweetest, he was also the first to cave to me, always. 

I hate the way they're all looking at me, and I've never felt so fucking dumb when on my hands and knees for them, the shame I felt now, was a different kind of shame. 

"Dahlia get-" Landon starts.

"No." Salem says as he stands, the chair pushing back behind him and he walks around the table, grabbing my plate from beside Jasper and walking over to me.

"You've been a bad fucking pet." he says, snatching the handle of the leash from my teeth and I drop it, wanting to cry for how thankful I am for him right now. My heart leaping, as he tightens the lead and tugs it, making me crawl across the floor and into the kitchen. 

He leans down and I flinch when he drops the plate and it clatters slightly, pieces of food falling from the plate as the rest stays put. 

"Eat the ones from the floor first." He says with his voice a low growl. 

I lean down, my mouth opening and my tongue salivating as I lick at the rogue piece of cut up steak and draw it into my mouth. 

"Good girl" he says , his voice low. My pussy clenches and I drip, my mouth going for the next piece, a vegetable that rolled of the plate. It's quiet in the dining room as Salem stands there watching me, when I go for the plate, he yanks the chain and I yelp. 

"You missed a piece , stupid pet" he says and I gasp as Salem lifts his foot, his shoe pressing on the back of my head as it pushes it towards the tiniest little piece of vegetable on the floor, I suck it up with my lips with a moan. 

When he's satisfied, he unhooks the leash and drops it on the counter in the kitchen and then squats down and grabs my chin. 

"You good?" he asks quietly. 

I nod quickly. "Yes." 

"You're with me tonight pet." he says and I nod again, my nipples hard and my pussy wet and desperate. 

"yes sir" I answer and he gives me a small smile. 

"I love you pet." he whispers. 

I nod. "I love you too." 

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Dinner is quiet and eat in the kitchen, on the floor, happily. I usually hated this punishment, I enjoyed my dinners with the guys, but Salem saw it in my eyes. Too much had changed this past week, and he knew, he could see it , that I needed normalcy. At least, our version of it. 

Lincoln was still not home by the time I was taken upstairs by Salem to his room later that night, after laying at the feet of my three men while we all watching a movie together. Salem stroking my head randomly here and there. Jasper and Landon making me spend a good amount of time on all fours to be used as a foot rest for themselves. Talking amongst themselves after the movie as if I wasnt there. Clearly Landon and Jasper were getting back on board, and Salem was showing them that I missed us like this, being their pet, their slave, their whatever the hell they wanted or needed me to be. 

Salem grabs me at the front of my harness once his door is closed and I gasp as he pulls me to him and looks down at me. 

"Tell me what you need Dahlia." he says, jaw set harshly. 

"I need you to hurt me." I answer and his nostrils flare. 

"Please." I whisper and he grabs my throat and I moan and he licks his tongue messily over my mouth and back me against the door with a harsh thud, my head hitting the door along with my body slamming against it.

"yes" I pant.

"Shut your mouth." he orders and I want to die, I was so starved for this, I couldnt explain it. Landon was right, I was addicted the vicious ways of Lincoln, but I was addicted to all of them.

I shut my mouth as I'm told and Salem reaches his other hand up pulling at my sore nipple hard and I yelp.

"I said be quiet." he growls at me. 

I quiet my whimper. He'd removed the clamps from my nipples after dinner, returned them for a bit during the movie, but they were off now and my nipples were still tender from the extended pinching of the clamps and it feels so fucking good as he twists my nipple hard and I let out a cry. 

"I'm going to give you what you need." he growls. 

He pinches the other one just as hard and squeezes the sides of my neck harder and my body is flooding with arousal , throughout every limb and I can feel the wetness gather between my thighs. 

"And you...are going to me...what I need Dahlia." he growls and slaps his hand over my breast, then the other and I hiss. 

"yes sir" I answer. 

"Get on your fucking knees." he growls and I fucking drop. 

My knees hit the floor and Salem undoes his belt.

"You're going to suck me like a good whore does." he says and I nod frantically, my mouth pooling with saliva as he undoes his pants, pushing them down, his cock falling out and I he grabs my braid , fisting it at the base.

"Suck me slut." he groans and I open my mouth and Salem pushes in, his cock hitting the back of my throat as I moan and he groans even louder, and begins to fuck my mouth, no working up to it, no me teasing his dick, or him teasing my cock hungry mouth. He fucks me like the others do, using my face like it's my pussy, choking me with his thick hard cock as my pussy fucking drenches itself with the way he thrusts unforgivingly into my mouth.

"jesus ...fuck" he grunts. "i've missed your fucking holes" 

I whimper at his words and he groans. 

"I'm going to fuck all of you Dahlia" he says and I nod, groaning and choking on his cock. 

"Get on the fucking bed. Now"