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This one almost done me in lmao! I’ve missed you too, Tori! 💕 I’m glad it’s up and done with but boy howdy was it tough 😂

Your Neck Looks Better With My Hand Wrapped Around It

October 20th: Breathplay

Kinktober 2022

Summary: This is Part 3 to my other Kidnap Fics.

Warnings: (Minors DNI 18+ only) smut, daddy kink, breathplay

A/N: I know it’s December! I’m so sorry! I thought I was moving on from ST but it turns out it was just seasonal depression lmao

2.5k Words

Masterlist | Part 1 | Part 2 |

After months in the bunker you had to admit it wasn’t so bad…

They feed you three times a day and spent hours worshipping and spoiling you, and even when they punished you it wasn’t horrible.

You actually sort of enjoyed it.

-x-

You let out a moan as Eddie sucks your slick folds into his mouth deliberately exaggerating the slurping sounds cause he knows it turns you on.

Steve however is sitting against the head of the bed with you between his legs, his hands play with your tits, massaging the soft fat of your breasts before flicking and pinching your nipples.

They’re rewarding you for going two weeks without trying to escape. They told you that it would be much easier if you gave in and after the first few punishments… they were right.

Now with an orgasm quickly approaching and your mind a delicious haze of pleasure you can’t imagine how you ever tried to fight this.

“Can I cum?” You look up at Steve who is happily watching your pleasured expressions.

“Eds?” He asks the older man without looking away from you.

“F’course, pet,” his voice is thick and he wastes no time before he’s spearing his tongue into the warm cavern of your pussy.

With their permission you throw your head back against the lower part of Steve’s tummy and let go of the pent up pressure building inside you.

Eddie hums against your pussy as his mouth fills with your juices and Steve continues to play with your chest as you come down from your high.

Steve had made the realisation earlier in the week that all of their hard work with training you seemed to come undone when they left you alone of a night — when you were alone it would give you time to overthink, so since coming to that conclusion there is always at least one of them with you at all times.

They immediately noticed a positive change after a few days.

-x-

Later that night when you’re cuddled in bed together, Eddie put on a movie, and as you fell in and out of sleep you felt peace, similar to how you used to feel when you would hang out with them.

“Gonna try something with you tomorrow, babe,” Steve’s deep voice pulls you away from the slumber you had almost achieved, he’s spooning you from behind as you rest your front half against Eddie’s chest.

“Huh,” you mumble tiredly, your mind unable to comprehend his words fully.

Eddie chuckles at your response as he scratches his blunt nails over your scalp — if you were a cat you’d be purring.

“Gonna train you some more,” Steve kisses your shoulder and tightens his grip around your waist.

“Oh,” for the last few sessions they’ve been ‘training’ you in harder stuff — using whips, overstimulation, wax play, spanking — you enjoyed most of it, a bit of it was difficult but they helped you along, “okay,” you sigh sleepily into Eddie’s chest as you feel yourself drifting off.

-x-

You’re sitting on your knees in the middle of the bed and Eddie is kneeling behind you, gently rubbing your shoulders as Steve stands at the edge of the bed.

“We’re gonna start off easy today, baby,” he promises.

“What are you going to do?” Your voice is filled with nerves.

“Today is breath play,” Eddie’s voice is warm from behind you, “Daddy wants to choke you,” he whispers that last part in your ear and your cheeks heat up in embarrassment.

Steve kneels on the bed and moves up until he’s directly in front of you, he brushes some hair behind your ear and leans in to press his soft lips against yours.

He’s quick to deepen the kiss as he turns your head and pushes his tongue against your own. You let out quiet whimpers that are muffled against his mouth, all the while Eddie continues to rub soothing motions into your skin.

When Steve pulls away Eddie wraps his hands gently around the front of your neck — not squeezing just placing them there — before leveraging it backwards until you’re looking up at him, he leans down and happily begins to kiss and lick Steve’s taste from your mouth.

Steve waits patiently for Eddie to finish the kiss before manhandling you into the position he wants, Eddie slides over to the side so Steve can push you flat against the mattress.

You’re all still naked from the night before so there’s no unnecessary waste of time undressing.

Steve lightly wraps a hand around your throat causing you to let out a nervous breath before swallowing the saliva that’s built up in your mouth, Steve rubs his thumb over your throat as it bobs beneath his hand.

“Such a pretty neck,” Steve comments before adding a bit of pressure but you can still clearly breath, “if it gets too much tap your stomach three times.”

You nod in understanding as Steve smirks down at you, enjoying the fear he sees behind your eyes.

Eddie rests his head on a pillow besides you so he can get a front row viewing of the show that’s about to start, out the corner of your eye you catch movement as his hand lightly wraps around the base of his leaking cock and squeezes.

Steve brings your attention back to him by squeezing the sides of your neck, affectively cutting off the oxygen, your eyes widen as you let out a small gasp and your hands close into fists by your side.

The feeling only lasts a few seconds before he’s loosening his grip, you suck in a small breath as Steve stares down at you with a mixed look of adoration and possession.

“Okay, baby?” Steve asks as he rubs a thumb gently over the side of your throat.

“Uh-huh,” you try to nod but Steve’s hand holds your neck in place so it makes it a bit difficult.

“What was that?” Eddie scolds as he harshly pinches your nipple between his thumb and pointer finger.

You let out a small pained yelp before you answer the men correctly, “Yes, Daddy!”

Steve smirks down at you before uttering a small praise and though the words are quiet they still send a pulse of warmth down to your core.

“Want more, Honey?” The former jock moves into a more comfortable position until he’s completely straddling your lower half as he patiently waits for a response.

“Please, Daddy,” you bite your lip and wiggle your lower half against his, subtly trying to get some friction.

“Good girl, baby.” He leans down and presses a soft kiss to the tip of your nose before sitting back.

Eddie’s previous hold on your chest has eased and he now traces and grazes his fingers around the soft fatty tissue of your breasts, before Steve starts up again he shares a look with Eddie who seems to understand what he wants as he grabs one of your hands and places it on your stomach.

“Don’t forget: tap your stomach three times if you need a break, baby,” Steve reminds you before closing his fist tighter around your neck.

You momentarily panic as you realise the previous time was actually pretty light compared to this time.

The hand constricts around your windpipe as your eyes start to water, you try and suck in some breathes but it only causes a choking sound to fall from your mouth.

Steve shushes your noises as Eddie continues his soft touches and after a few seconds you start to find it difficult to keep your eyes from fluttering shut.

But no matter how scary this whole thing is you don’t tap out.

When Steve pulls back he removes his hand completely from your neck and places it beside your head and does the same with his other hand, effectively boxing you in.

You suck in a harsh breath as you reach up to wipe some stray tears from your cheek, Eddie stops your movements though and happily leans into to lick the salty substance from your face.

You’re slightly sniffling now and you’re breathing a little more harshly but when Steve leans down to rest his forehead on yours you feel his hard cock graze against your pussy and you only now realise how turned on you really are.

You move your thighs slightly and cringe when you feel them stick together, judging by the matching looks on the mens faces you can tell they’re fully aware of your current situation.

“Need help, pretty princess?” Eddie teases in a light tone, fingers dancing across your sternum.

You squeeze your eyes shut for a second to try and clear your head from some of the hazy fog that’s taken over your thoughts but all your senses are completely overwhelmed by them.

“Baby?” Steve’s voice is stern but gentle, he knows what you’re trying to do by now and he’s not about to let you start rebuilding your walls, “Talk to us.”

When you open your eyes Eddie leans in a places a kiss on your cheek, “There she is!”

You blush slightly at the action and try to remember what the question was that you were previously asked.

“Wha… um…” Steve basically vibrates with happiness at seeing how empty your head is and can’t help the chuckle that slips passed his lips.

“Aww, little baby’s head is so empty, isn’t it?” He mock coos at you making you blush in embarrassment.

“Lights are on but nobody’s home!” Eddie laughs at your pout before attempting to kiss it away.

“Need us to take care of you, sweetie?” Steve smirks before leaning back a bit, the action causes you to let out a small whine at the loss of contact which turns his smirk into a full on grin. “Don’t worry, baby girl, Daddy knows what you need.”

In a matter of seconds Steve grabs your thighs and throws your legs around his hips so he can drive his thick, dripping cock deep into your pussy.

“Fu— Daddy!” You cry out as you slam your head back further into the pillow.

Steve lets out a filthy groan as he immediately starts to piston his hips against yours, bottoming out before pulling back and starting the cycle over again.

Eddie is fine with just watching for now as he lightly begins to stroke his cock, thumb flicking over the head to smear the precum down his length.

Your pussy starts to pulse with warmth and need as Steve continues to fuck deep inside you, all the while slowly moving his hands closer and closer to your neck, if you weren’t being fucked within an inch of your life you might have noticed the small movements.

You let out a panicked squeak and snap your eyes up to his when you feel his hand wrapped snuggly around your throat, this time there’s no easing into it.

You try to suck in little breaths as your eyes water, you can feel your cheeks burning while your mouth starts to fill with the saliva you can’t swallow.

You can hear Eddie’s muffled groans as his movements start to speed up — clearly enjoying the show.

Steve presses his thumb down harder against your windpipe which causes you to immediately choke as spit dribbles down your chin, you’re sure if you could see your face it would be turning purple.

Yet you don’t move to tap out — in fact you’re more aroused then you’ve ever really been. You can hear the blood in your ears and feel your heartbeat throbbing against Steve's fingers as your vision starts to fade out but the electricity that shoots down your spine and causes your pussy to ache in pleasure matches the pain you’re feeling as your lungs burn.

Before you pass out completely Steve releases his grip and you turn your head to the side to gasp for air as you cough up sticky saliva, Steve graciously allows you a few seconds to gather your breath as he slows down his bruising pace but when he notices your chest returning to its normal breathing pattern he grips your chin and turns your head to face him before he gathers the spit and wipes it across the lower half of your face.

“Such a messy girl,” Eddie comments through a breathy groan, his own movements not slowing down as he works towards his own orgasm.

“Da—ddy,” a moan causes you to stutter as Steve shoves his cock back inside you.

“You’ve done so well, baby girl,” Steve’s voice is gruff and he has an intense look on his face but his eyes are kind.

“Can I cum?” Your voice is rough and broken, not to mention a little sore, but the itchy sting causes your clit to throb.

“So polite,” Eddie keeps a hand wrapped around his cock as he falls on his back before reaching out with his spare hand and interlocking it with yours. “Can she cum, Stevie?”

Steve, who hasn’t stopped rutting into you, lets out a huff as he sluggishly grins at the two of you, “yeah, she’s earned it.”

A pleased sigh slips passed your lips but it’s quickly replaced with a sharp moan as Steve picks up his pace, hips snapping against yours as his pubic bone rubs against your neglected clit.

“Cum, pretty girl,” Eddie moans as his hand squeezes yours, you’re too far gone to verbally answer so you gather as much strength as you can to squeeze his hand back.

Steve places a hand gently over your throat, not squeezing, his thumb rubs over the sensitive area which paired with his cock rubbing against your cervix has your eyes rolling back.

One last thrust from Steve has your body going rigid as you let out a silent scream and begin to cum, your hips slightly jerk against Steve as bottoms out and grinds his lower half more against your clit.

You’re unaware of how tight your grip on Eddie’s hand is until you hear his pleasured groan mix with yours, warm sticky cum landing on your lower stomach — Eddie always preferred to cum on you if he couldn’t cum in you.

Steve quickly follows you both over the edge, the sounds both you and Eddie are making going straight to his cock, your pussy grips him tight has he begins to empty inside you.

You swear you must have blacked out because the next time you open your eyes you’re smooshed between the two, chests heaving and sweat growing cold on your skin, you’re not sure when Steve pulled out.

After a few minutes the familiar fog starts to cloud your mind as you rest between the two older men, you used to fear the fog, dread it, because it felt peaceful — nice — and you felt as though you were betraying yourself by not fighting to be free.

Laying here now with Eddie and Steve, a comfortable sting across your body that’s slowly fading as they gently caress you, has you wondering why you ever tried to fight this.

Maybe the fog wasn’t so bad.

Maybe this wasn’t so bad…

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