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Malika Rides the Bull	By : LadySummerisle Category: +A through F > Dragon Age (all) > Dragon Age (all) Views: 9572 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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  The day after their tryst in the war room, Malika had a spring in her step. Iron Bull had planned something...a surprise...a sexy surprise...She felt excited, yet completely out of her element. She had been courted by a number of people and even more had attempted to seduce her over the years, but none them had been anything like the Iron Bull. Although her family mostly smuggled lyrium, her job was securing valuable items from the surface for noble families underground. Her parents, the heads of her clan, hoped she might someday join a noble household and, naturally, many of the nobles she worked for took an interest in her and over her lifetime she was offered many opportunities other dwarves in her situation would have killed for. She turned it all down. Despite the pleasant appearance she kept up, Orzammar--especially the noble caste--disgusted her. They were inbred, small-minded and ridiculously obsessed with meaningless social status. She had bedded a few carta dwarves and might have been in love once, but her time with Iron Bull had eclipsed all that and she was glad for it.
   Malika attended her regular meeting in the war room that morning and was pleased that at least two of her advisors seemed completely oblivious. Josephine was practically in a daze, occasionally smiling and blushing awkwardly. Malika pretended not to notice. Her team set plans in motion to attend a Grand Ball at the Winter Palace in Halamshiral. Other than read up on Orlesian nobility and politics, there wasn’t much for Malika to do in the few days before they set on their journey.
   It appeared she had some time to prepare herself, so she did. She had the servants draw her a hot bath with just a touch of oil added to the water. She luxuriated in the in it as she fantasized about what activities her night might hold. She hoped she would get the collar again. She adored the feeling of it around her neck, tight and restricting. Iron Bull was right when he said it would be tight enough that she wouldn’t forget who she belonged to. Malika held her own hand to her neck and tightened it, trying to emulate the feeling. It made her heart beat faster and her mind relax. She pictured him above her, holding her down and calling her “Kadan,” She kept pressure on her neck with one hand while the other one inched under the water.

   In the evening, Iron Bull arrived. He sat on the bed and opened the bag he brought. There was Malika’s collar, some ropes, a small bottle of oil, some of Stitches’ famous salve and a leash made of chain. At seeing what he had brought, Malika made a sound of approval,
   “This looks promising...” she said as she picked up the chain, feeling its cold weight in her hand, “What are you planning?”
   “You’ll see…” He said. He reached out and ran his hand lightly over her cheek, then grabbed her jaw and made her look him in the eye, “But before we start, you have to promise me one thing.”
   “Anything.” She said, feeling butterflies in her stomach as he took control. He looked dead serious,
   “If you’re not comfortable with something I ask you to do or any of the plans I’ve made, you will tell me. You will use the watchword and we will stop immediately. Understood?”
   “Yes, Iron Bull”
   “Good” he said and the corner of his lip quirked up in a smile. He reached down, pulled her up onto his lap and gave her a deep, rough kiss, “I think we’re going to have a good time, Kadan”
Bull started to undress her, noticing she was even softer than usual,
“You did something different today, didn’t you?” he said as he pulled her top off. Malika smiled coyly,
“I’ve never had a special date before...or servants to help me prepare for one.”
He guided her breeches off her bottom and felt her skin all the way down,
“This will be a night of firsts…” he said. He kneeled down and kissed her between her legs, sticking out his tongue to taste her wetness, she sighed and grabbed ahold of his horns, but he didn’t linger long. He finished undressing her and threw her on the bed.
He started the task of tying her down. Malika wondered what he meant by a night of firsts; this definitely wasn’t the first time he had tied her to the bed, but she wasn’t complaining. Being kept confined and at his mercy drove her wild with passion and she enjoyed the view of his chest while he worked on her arms.
He moved onto her legs, this time focusing on her knees instead of her ankles. It made for a more comfortable restraint. He hoisted her knees up towards the head of the bed, causing them to separate, leaving her completely exposed and vulnerable. He looked over her, clearly proud of his handiwork. He couldn’t help but put his hand over her open quim and stroke it gently with his thumb,
“Try to get out of it,” he said. She struggled against the ropes, but she was held in tight, “Good…”
Bull reached behind him and found the collar. He wrapped it around her neck and latched it tightly, causing her to gasp,
“Are you my obedient little mabari?” he asked,
“Yes.” she said, practically drooling with anticipation. Bull leaned down to kiss her, but just as she started to respond, there was a knock. Malika jerked her head back, surprised. It came from down the stairs.
“Relax, Inquisitor…” He put his hand on her face and she gave him a confused look that he returned with an evil smile, “Is it ok if my friend comes up?”
Her eyes widened and her face went even paler than usual,
“Y-y-your friend?” she stammered. Her head went fuzzy and she started breathing heavy, but she also felt a jolt of arousal pulse through her.
“You can say no, Kadan...But I don’t think you really want to do that…” Bull ran his hand down her chest, pulling and teasing her nipple as he did, causing her to moan.
“Besides…” he said, “Nobody will ever find out...you can trust he won’t say a word.”
Malika did want this. Being put on display, being used as a plaything for Iron Bull and whoever he saw fit to share her with...these had been fantasies of hers...but she was scared. This was all so real.
“You want to be my good little slut, don’t you, Inquisitor?” he said after she didn’t respond. Malika took deep breath,
“Yes.” she said. Bull smiled and laughed a little,
“There’s my good girl. Come on up!” he yelled.
Malika’s heart beat fast as she heard the footsteps coming up the stairs. Whoever it was would see her like this and have access to her entire body. She blushed and felt a throbbing between her legs...was she having second thoughts? She looked up at Iron Bull with terrified eyes and he looked back down at her, still smiling that devil’s smile. She focused on her collar and the invisible hand it represented. Bull would never do anything he thought would actually hurt her, physically or mentally. He was here, he was in control and she was safe. She didn’t say the watchword.
A figure emerged by the staircase, but that corner of the room had grown dark. She could see that he was tall and a human, she squinted as he stepped into the light. Blond hair and a strong jaw--it was Grim. Of course it was Grim...he won’t say a word, thought Malika. Iron Bull had gotten that one right.
She squirmed a bit in her restraints as he came closer. Her entire body was blushing and she thought her heart might beat through her chest. She didn’t know what to expect,
“Grim, glad you could join us,” said Bull casually, like there was nothing strange about this situation at all, “What do you think of my pet?”
Grim made a noise of approval and started to unbutton his shirt while he looked her over. When it fell open, Malika couldn’t help but admire his chiseled chest. She didn’t know what she was expecting, but she liked what she saw. It obviously showed in her face because Bull started laughing a little,
“See, Inquisitor...I said you wouldn’t want to say no.”
She didn’t know if she could blush any more but she bit her lip as the corners of her mouth turned up in a smile. Bull nodded to Grim and he came closer. He stood next to her and reached down to touch her chest, causing her to gasp at the sudden chill of his touch against her hot, reddened skin. He liked that. It made him more bold, soon he had one of her breasts in his hand, squeezing it while he ran his thumb across the nipple.
Iron Bull moved away a little bit and Malika turned her head to see where he was going,
“I just want to watch for now…” he said with a grin. He stood up and for a brief moment she watched him as he removed his belt, but then she felt Grim’s weight on top of her and his mouth on her other breast. She looked down and enjoyed the view of his shoulders as he licked and bit at her nipple. She felt his bare abdomen writhing between her legs and she bucked up against it. Grim looked up for a moment at her wanton face and actually smiled a little. He licked two of his fingers and put them inside her, but continued to squeeze and suck on her breasts.
Malika moaned and threw her head back, then glanced over at Iron Bull who was leaning on the headboard with one knee on the bed, watching her and stroking his massive erection. Malika smiled and bit her tongue. One gorgeous man on her and another on stand-by, she could get used to this.
Suddenly Grim took himself away from her chest and planted his face between her legs. Malika let out an audible curse, he was not slow! What he lacked in skill, he made up for in eagerness. He lapped at her with quick strokes of his tongue, taking small breaks to suck on her clit or bite her outer lips. He continued to use his fingers inside her; she moaned and pulled on her restraints.
Iron Bull reached over and put his hand on her head,
“You like that, Inquisitor? Do you like being shared?”
“Yes, Iron Bull!”
He put his thumb in her mouth and grabbed her jaw, continuing to make eye contact with her. He looked downright demonic and Malika loved it.
Grim stepped back from the bed for a moment. He was standing at the edge, starting to remove his breeches. Malika watched, straining her head forward to get a good view. His breeches dropped to the floor and he was standing to attention. It was sizeable and attractive, but of course, nowhere near the size she was used to nowadays. Still, she was excited, fucking Iron Bull was never a complete pleasure scenario. Like the collar she wore around her neck, she was just tight enough to never forget who owned her.
Bull continued to stroke her hair and occasionally violate her face with his fingers as Grim climbed back on top of her. Without delay, he placed himself at her entrance and pushed in. She squeaked and shivered and her eyes widened. She wasn’t used to penetration being that quick and easy...it was nice for a change. He began to thrust quickly inside her, his abdomen making a light slapping noise every time he filled her. Malika sighed and moaned as pleasure overtook her. She bucked up against him and tightened her inner muscles around him, causing him to moan in turn.
She felt Bull climb up on the bed next to her, he straddled her outstretched arm and placed himself at her mouth. She licked him eagerly, lamenting that she couldn’t get a good enough angle to take the whole tip in her mouth. Still, the thought of being overwhelmed by two men while tied to the bed made her giddy and even more sensitive to Grim’s hurried thrusts.
She was working up to an orgasm and was almost there when she saw Grim lean down and start to work on the other side of Iron Bull’s cock. Andraste’s tits! thought Malika. She watched wide eyed as Bull slid his cock between them and she felt the wetness of Grim’s mouth drip onto her. She couldn’t take it any longer. She screamed and bore down as she came hard. Seconds later, she could already feel the wetness from her explosive orgasm creeping under her bottom,
“Nice job, Grim.” said Iron Bull as he reached down to feel the dampness between Malika’s legs.
Grim had noticed, too and he rose a little, separating from Iron Bull. He was focusing totally on Malika, pulling her hips to him and fucking her hard. A few moments later he let out a hard grunt as he let loose inside of her. Bull backed away and Grim leaned forward to give Malika a deep, wet kiss. She relaxed into her restraints, cum drunk and exhausted from all the excitement. Grim went to go wipe himself off and Bull started untying the ropes,
“Don’t get too comfortable, Kadan,” Bull teased, letting one of her legs fall down on the bed, “We’re not done with you yet.”
She pushed her head back into her pillow and groaned,
“Fuck!” she cried. She reached down between her legs with a newly free hand and pulled it back out, her fingers were sticky and white with what Grim had left inside her,
“I think Grim might be done…” she said, showing her hand to Iron Bull. Bull smirked, then grabbed her hand and licked it clean,
“Nah, that’s the great thing about Grim. He’s never done.”
Malika looked to the side and saw Grim sitting on the couch. He was watching them while stroking his already renewed erection. Malika laughed and put her hand to her face. This was crazy.
Once he had her completely untied, Bull came close to her,
“Are you ok, Kadan?” he asked sincerely. She raised her eyebrows and gave an over exaggerated nod,
“You don’t want to say the watchword?”
Malika stood up on the bed and wrapped her arms around Iron Bull’s neck. She took a moment to luxuriate in the feeling of him...it was a strange time for such an unexpected rush of emotion to come over her, but it did. She held him tight for a moment, but then tilted her head back to look at him,
“I’m just getting started...” she said. Iron Bull growled and lifted her by the waist. He placed her on the ground in front of him and reached down next to the bed. He procured the chain lead. She had almost forgotten about it, but was now eager have it on. He opened the shackle at the end and attached it to her collar. For a moment he moved her back and forth with it and she followed obediently,
“That’s a good pet,” he said, “Come on.”
Bull took the leash and dragged Malika over to the couch. She coughed a little bit as the collar strained against her neck. Iron Bull sat next to Grim and grabbed Malika’s head, shoving it down on his cock. She opened wide, letting in in as far as it would go, but after a few moments of sucking on it, she felt Grim grab her by the hair and pull her to him. She put her lips on the end of his length but he was impatient and pushed her head down quickly, shoving himself all the way to her throat. She gagged and squirmed, but he paid no mind and continued to guide her head up and down. Iron Bull still had the leash in his hand and he held it so tight she had to strain against it slightly to take Grim completely in. After a while of that, Bull pulled hard on the leash and guided her back to him. She continued that way for a bit, getting dragged back and forth between them, her eyes watering and saliva running down her chin; but then Iron Bull stood up and threw her down on the couch.
He kneeled at the edge and wasted no time, thrusting himself inside her. It was easier than usual since she was so warmed up, but it still elicited a gasp from her. Her eyes rolled back in pleasure, having Iron Bull inside her felt like coming home. Grim came over and began to nibble Malika’s breasts again and she closed her eyes, letting the sensations wash over her.
It wasn’t long before Grim started moving down. Malika opened her eyes and watched as he put his face between her legs and started licking her right where Iron Bull was fucking. She was overwhelmed, feeling so full and feeling Grim’s lips and tongue work on her. He took a hand to spread her open and started licking her clit directly. She cried out and almost tried to move him away, but Iron Bull grabbed her hands and pinned them to the back of the couch. He made a “tut tut” noise with his tongue,
“You can have your arms back when you come for me, Lady Inquisitor.”
Malika’s legs twitched and she squirmed while they kept at it. She involuntarily tightened her inside muscles, causing Bull to have to push harder with each thrust. She whined and screeched, but eventually out of nowhere an orgasm took her body, causing all her muscles to tighten and then relax. She became uncomfortably sensitive to every thrust that came after but Iron Bull didn’t let up. He did; however, get Grim to back off a little. He pulled his cock out of Malika and put it up to Grim’s mouth, who accepted it readily. Malika watched as Bull thrust a few times into his mouth and then shoved himself back inside her. She was exhausted, but this change of pace renewed her interest. She let her body go limp while she enjoyed watching Iron Bull switch between the two of them.
She wasn’t able to rest for long, though. After a time, Iron Bull backed off and Grim went to find something from the other side of the room. She didn’t see what he had, but when he returned he grabbed her and pulled her on his lap, facing away. He bit at her ear while he held her up a little and eased her down on his cock. Her body tightened around it automatically and she enjoyed the reprieve from Iron Bull’s battering ram. Bull got in front of her and Grim pushed her forward so she could take him in her mouth. She took hold of him and eagerly started sucking.
While Grim continued to grind into her, she saw him reach next to him and grab the bottle of oil. That must have been what he picked up. Behind her he put some on his hand and rubbed it between her cheeks. She squeaked and looked back for a moment, but Iron Bull grabbed her head and made her continue. She felt him rub at her pucker and then slowly insert one finger into her. Malika whined into Iron Bull’s cock and he took it out for a moment,
“You ok, Kadan?” he asked seriously. Malika held her eyes closed and didn’t speak for a moment while Grim moved his finger in and out. Her nerves had caught up with her again and she felt her blush growing stronger. She inhaled and exhaled then nodded her head,
“Good,” said Iron Bull with satisfaction in his voice, “Then open up.”
She opened her mouth and Bull took the back of her head, pushing it up and down slowly. She let out a muffled moan as Grim inserted a second finger. His weren’t as big as Iron Bull’s, so it wasn’t as much of a shock as last time. He twisted them around and separated them a bit, widening her out, she tried to relax but she was still tense. Grim pulled her back and she detached from Bull. He held her to his chest and pulled himself out, placing himself instead at her second hole. Malika breathed heavily and closed her eyes tightly, getting ready to say the word if she had to. He lowered her down slowly and she felt herself stretch around his shaft as he slowly inched in. It didn’t hurt, but it felt strange...different. He pulled out and thrust back in again slowly. She whimpered.
Iron Bull came to her side and took her hand,
“Do you want to stop, Kadan?”
Malika shook her head, but she still held her eyes shut,
“Ok, but if you want to keep going, you’re going to have to stop being such a wimp.” He grabbed her leash and tugged on it, “Open your eyes.”
She did and focused on Iron Bull who was looming over her,
“Can you take that cock in your ass, Inquisitor?”
“Yes.” she said quietly,
“Yes who, Inquisitor?”
“Yes, Iron Bull I can take this cock in my ass.”
“That’s what I thought. Are you weak, Inquisitor?”
“No, Iron Bull.”
“So you can fucking take this, right?”
“Yes, Iron Bull.”
It was the strangest pep talk she had ever had, but it worked for her. She relaxed and it was easier, it actually started to feel good. Grim reached around and started rubbing her clit. It made her sigh, that area seemed even more sensitive since he had started fucking her. He reached down further and put his fingers inside her. She started to curse under her breath, it was feeling better and better.
Iron Bull just laughed. He was proud of her, and it was a great view. Watching her being spread out and fingered while being plowed from behind, her cheeks were redder than he had ever seen and the noises she was making were priceless.
“I have to get in on this.” he said and grabbed her. He pulled her off of Grim and onto his lap, facing him. Malika wrapper her arms around him and started kissing him wildly, which was great, but he needed her to sit down and get on his cock. He let her have one nice, deep one and then slammed her down. She buried her face in his chest while he fucked her. He kept on at a steady pace and Malika felt Grim’s hand on her back. He was behind her and she felt him lining himself up to her back hole again.
“Um...um...um…” mumbled Malika, “Are you…?” But before she could say any more, he was pushing himself in. Words could not describe the overwhelming sensation of having both of them in her at once. She mumbled and cursed and mewed and squeaked and made all sorts of other silly noises as they pounded her. Again, it didn’t hurt...It felt like she had been hit by a wall of sensation so intense that she couldn’t even decide what it was. She reached up and placed a hand on Iron Bull’s cheek and he grabbed her by the hair. The sharp pain snapped her to attention,
“Are you my slut, inquisitor?”
“Yes, Iron Bull!” she shouted, tears were rolling down her face,
“Who do you belong to?!”
“You Iron Bull, I belong to you...please…” Malika hardly knew what she was saying, but yes, she was his, she knew that much,
“Are you going to be a my good slut and come again?”
“Yes, Iron Bull!” she cried and immediately did as she was told. She tensed and shook and cried and her body went limp as pleasure took over. She felt herself slipping into that state she was in when Iron Bull used the flogger on her. She relaxed and let herself sink into it, like a warm bath. She heard Bull panting and knew that he would lose it soon, with the last of her strength she tilted her head and began to gently lick his nipple. He threw his head back and groaned as he finally let loose inside her. A few moments later, Grim came, too.
Grim walked off again to clean himself up, but Malika just stayed attached to Iron Bull, too overwhelmed to move. Grim came back and fell on the couch next to them and Iron Bull rolled Malika off to sit between them. He stroked her hair and Grim gently rubbed her stomach as she stared at the ceiling,
“So, how was that, Kadan?” asked a very smug Iron Bull
Malika mustered a smile and a little giggle,
“The Inquisitor greatly approves…”
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