Michael's head turned to the side. He didn't beg for release like before and punched Madam's pillow instead.
Not receiving the reaction he wanted, Baron sat before Michael, opening his legs and spreading them wide.
He was about to grab Madam's pillow when Michael's feet pressed against his chest, forcing him to stay put.
"Get your filthy paws off Darling's pillow," Michael pulled it closer to himself, threatening to kick Baron.
"You stubborn bug, take the help." Baron was weaker than Michael, but it didn't mean he couldn't find a way to win.
Moyu approached Michael from behind, using his arm to lock Michael's neck in place.
Michael's murderous gaze fell on Moyu, his arm lifting, ready to strike him with his elbow.
Moyu choked him harder, "Stop struggling or I'll break your neck."
He pulled back and Michael's head hit the back of the throne with a loud thud while Baron went to remove the pillow.
A snarl, Michael's kick missed Baron's head, his elbow hit Moyu's chin instead, pushing him back.
My feet were enjoying the feel of the mud when Skaris came up behind me, lifting me out of the clay to a basin of water to clean my feet. He then put me on his lap and removed the chastity belt.
"Leave my dick alone," Michael's voice boomed, followed by a thud, a groan, and then a growl. The fight was getting messy.
Skaris then held me in front of him like a shield, one step closer to the battle.
I bit on my toy harder, my legs dangling in the air as I braced myself for the impact.
"We still owe Little Miss some help in return for not snitching on us," Skaris reminded them, which made them stop fighting and look at me.
"Hm?" I blinked.
Moyu took the chance to seat Michael back on his throne.
"One wrong move and she breaks in half, so keep still," Skaris's words made me more nervous. He was right, one wrong move and I would be in pain again.
"Are you insane?!" Michael objected, "Don't you dare put her near my─"
Moyu covered his mouth.
A few more thuds followed, not stopping until Skaris dangled me in between them, causing them to avoid me like I was a poisonous fruit.
"It works," Skaris said, proud of his idea, dangling me even more, provoking Michael to shrink away from me, and thus from Baron and Moyu as well.
"What are you doing," Baron held in a laugh, "Stop shaking her, you'll make her sick."
He accepted me from Skaris and seated me on his lap, facing Michael.
Michael shook his head, muffling something under Moyu's hand, and the other two ignored his protests.
Baron stole the pillow, separating me from his lap with it. He then adjusted my position so I wouldn't put all the pressure on my broken arm.
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Skaris took away my toy as my eyes blinked at the sight of a hard and leaking cock in front of my face.
My ears flattened against my head. An angry red, thick and veiny, with a bulging head, looking like it wanted to rip through something. It was a bit intimidating.
"Lick it," Baron cupped me in between my legs like a chair with his left hand, lifting me closer to it. While his other hand reached for Michael's crotch.
Michael was shaking his head, his face turning darker from the lack of oxygen.
I leaned forward, my tongue touching the base. It was hard, hard as in not soft at all. Like a bone, not like flesh. And it tasted more dry than my teething toy.
I gave the shaft a long lick, then another, and another, all the way up.
I accidentally licked Baron's finger stroking the base, and instead of getting angry or pulling away, he leaned over and licked the other side of Michael's cock, lubing it up.
Without the chastity belt covering me, the moisture between my legs started to stick onto Baron's palm, and the more he stroked Michael, the more I got rubbed as well.
The urge to keep licking grew stronger and so did my need to be touched. I didn't touch myself for so long that my body was aching for it.
Baron's rubbing was so much more intense than anything I had ever done to myself.
It was hard to concentrate on licking and enjoying the rubbing at the same time, my movements faltering. No, I had to focus on the task I was given.
Baron's lips sealed around the head, sucking and licking it, while I kissed and licked the base.
I watched as Michael's hand reached for Baron's wolf ears, but instead of pulling, he just rubbed them.
Baron sighed in bliss, two of his thick fingers spreading me open before slipping inside.
"Hng!" My toes curled and I let out a quiet moan, clenching around them, feeling how deep they went, enjoying the fullness of having them inside.
Michael shifted in his seat, his breath quickening, his hips moving slightly, pushing into Baron's mouth.
I deduced that it was dangerous for me to suck the top part since Baron had his mouth there, so I decided to focus on the lower part, licking Michael's balls, pressing my tongue against them, and holding them in my mouth.
They were as hard as the shaft, no softness anywhere, and I could imagine how painful it would be to get hit by them, by every part of Michael's body. He was hard like a rock.
My good hand reached for his balls and squeezed them, trying to test how hard they really were, then massaged them, my tongue still playing with them.
Michael's body tensed, his head falling back, his hips thrusting up. Baron didn't stop, he kept going and the fingers in me sped up.
"Ah...mm...!" My lips vibrated against Michael's balls, as the thrusts inside me continued.
"Mm...ahn!" Our moans blended together.
Another finger was added, making me feel so full, I almost couldn't handle it. They thrust deep, reaching the deepest spot inside me. They were longer than mine, and their reach was so much deeper, so much more intense.
My thighs twitched, feeling the pressure building up, the fingers rubbing the soft spot inside me, my muscles clenching around them. I moved my hips, trying to prolong the feeling.
"Aah, nnngh!" The pressure suddenly released and my body shook. My vision, my moans were all muffled by Michael's crotch.
I held onto his thighs for support, panting heavily. The fingers still moved, still rubbed against my inner walls, and I was shaking even more.
I sat down, taking them deeper and let out a long, drawn out moan. My thighs were burning, but it felt so good.
"Hhgh...mmph!" A moan that wasn't mine sounded above me and I felt something wet on my cheek, then another spurt.
Baron had the bottom side of his tongue on the tip, not catching it in his mouth, just directed it on my face.
I grinned at his little prank.
A mischievous smile appeared on his face. He pulled his fingers out of me, then let go of Michael's crotch, dirty and dripping with cum and saliva.
That's when I realized that Baron was putting on a dirty show for Moyu, who was watching us from behind Michael this whole time, with the hand still on Michael's mouth.
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Poor yuri fans, my heart goes out to you. 😭🤲
The ratio of females and males in this household is so unbalanced. 😭🙏
I've tried so many times to make the smut 50/50, but Madam is not willing to cooperate. 😔
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