Building a Safe Zone with My Harem In The Post-Apocalyptic World-Chapter 89: [-R18] Eating Her Good

"Gideon! Are you insane? Don’t do this to me, I hate it!" Freya shouted, her voice trembling as if she might cry, while Gideon secured her wrists with rope to the chair facing the bed.

"Shh. It won’t be worse than you climaxing in the middle of the market in front of everyone," he whispered, gently stroking her hair as if to calm her down. It did the opposite. The moment he stepped back, her resistance only grew stronger.

She couldn’t move at all. Every knife she had hidden in her clothes had already been taken by Summer. That damn sister of hers knew every single hiding spot.

"Summer! I’ll scream and wake Mom or everyone in this motel!" she threatened.

Summer sat comfortably on the bed, her legs swinging in amusement. In her hand was a small black paddle Gideon had given her.

"Then scream. Mom won’t wake up, and everyone here will just think you’ve lost your mind. I mean, we’re not doing anything wrong right now, right?" she said, turning to Gideon for confirmation.

"She’s right," Gideon replied with a shrug. "We’re just playing a little soft BDSM. Any adult would understand and probably just tell you to leave."

Freya bit her lower lip hard. "I can’t believe you’re actually going along with this, Gideon!"

"Well, I’m open to most kinks," he said casually. "As long as it doesn’t get too strange."

He stepped closer to Summer and gave a slight bow. "So, what’s next, my lady?"

Summer’s grin widened. "First, make her stop shouting. After that, you can get naked."

"Roger."

He turned, picking up a piece of cloth from the table.

Freya shook her head quickly, trying to scream, but Gideon was faster. His hand covered her mouth before any sound could escape. With an easy smile, he tied the cloth over her lips, muffling her protests.

Her anger was obvious even without words.

"You’re even cuter when you’re mad, you know that?" he teased.

"Finally, some peace," Summer said, satisfied. "Let’s start."

Gideon began removing his shirt, then his trousers, until only his underwear remained. He could feel eyes on him, heavy with intent.

Summer’s gaze. Without warning, she lifted the paddle and smacked it lightly against his chest before dragging it upward, brushing over his nipple. His expression shifted, a faint spark of interest flickering in his eyes. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

"Your nickname really suits you, pervy lord," she said with a smirk.

"You figured that out too? Freya really can’t keep her mouth shut, huh?"

Behind them, the only sound was Freya’s muffled protests and the creaking of the chair as she struggled against the ropes.

"I know, right?" Summer laughed. "She brags way too much. Once she starts, she just can’t stop."

Summer moved her hand, guiding the paddle down his body. It traced slowly over his toned muscles, drawing a faint shiver from him before stopping at the noticeable bulge straining against his underwear. She pressed it lightly.

"Huh, already this sensitive?" she said, trying to sound composed. "What a shame though. You still have to take care of my wet pussy too, don’t you agree?"

There was a sharp glint in her eyes, one he hadn’t expected. For a moment, she actually looked convincing in that role.

Still, he caught the crack almost immediately. The faint blush spreading across her face betrayed her.

"Then spread your legs, Summer," he said calmly. "I can’t eat you out if you keep your thighs closed like that."

Her cheeks deepened in color. "Y-yes! Of course I know that!"

She quickly shifted, sitting up before removing her pants, leaving only her panties. Even then, there was hesitation in her movements.

She was clearly unsure how to push this further, especially with Gideon standing there, watching her with that same irritating smirk she could never quite resist.

Then, as if forcing herself forward, she sat back and spoke again. "I want you to smell my panties... and take them off with your teeth."

The words almost choked her.

"Perfect," Gideon replied without missing a beat. "I’m quite good at that."

He crouched down immediately, hands gripping her legs and spreading them wider to make space. Summer braced herself against the bed, fingers clutching the sheets as he leaned in.

His face pressed close, and she felt it, his breath, warm against the fabric, followed by a slow inhale. Her body tensed. Then his tongue dragged over the damp cloth.

"Hah... Gideon!"

"Do you like it, Summer?" he murmured to her. "Hmm, I love the smell of yours, so slutty and impatient to be thrusted with my big cock, do you agree?"

That grin again. She hated it, but she absolutely loved it.

Before she could respond, his teeth grazed over her clit through the fabric, catching lightly. The sudden sensation made her jolt, fingers tangling into his hair as a sharp moan escaped her.

"Ahh! Gi-Gideon... ngh..."

He didn’t respond. His teeth caught the edge of her panties and slowly dragged them down. She had to lift her hips slightly, letting the fabric slide from her waist to her thighs before falling away completely.

He didn’t give her time to think. His tongue immediately pressed against her pussy, then pushed inside, drawing a sharp gasp from her lips.

"Hngh... more... deeper..." she whimpered.

Summer’s body trembled as his tongue moved inside her, long and precise, hitting the spots that made her legs tense. It wasn’t as overwhelming as his cock, but the way his nose rubbed against her clit sent sharp waves of pleasure through her entire body.

And when she glanced to the side, seeing Freya bound to the chair, forced to watch with that mix of anger and helplessness, something twisted inside her chest.

Embarrassment burned through her, but it only made it worse in the best way.

’Serves her right,’ she thought. ’They did the same behind my back.’

"Aahh... s-so good..." Her grip tightened in his hair, pulling slightly as her body arched.

His tongue moved deeper, his mouth sucking her juices if he had no intention of stopping. Her vision blurred at the edges.

Then she looked down at him, focused, serious, completely absorbed.

’His cock must be aching,’ she thought.

Her foot slowly slid forward, pressing against the bulge in his underwear. She applied a bit more pressure, testing, watching for his reaction.

There it was, a subtle shiver. Their eyes met and she smirked.

"Don’t worry," she said, licking her lips. "You’ll get your turn too, Gideon. So keep going... and use that mouth properly."