Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 55445 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 277(@200wpm)___ 222(@250wpm)___ 185(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55445 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 277(@200wpm)___ 222(@250wpm)___ 185(@300wpm)
I expect more fat tears to roll down her cheeks. I expect fear.
“You may speak, pet, and explain yourself,” Damien says. His voice is a low roar and Sarah’s body trembles in time with the sound.
Her soft pink lips open up. There’s a little bit of cum on her mouth because she wasn’t in control of how it was blasted down her throat and her hands are free to wipe it. She looks so fucking sexy right now. “Sir, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to come. Please, please lick my cum off my pussy. Punish me. Please Sir.”
Well holy fucking hell.
I didn’t see that one coming. If her body is pure sinful delight, then her wicked mind is some kind of filthy ascension I never knew about. What lives in that sweet virgin’s mind, waiting to be unlocked? The absolute depravity my ass hopes for, well, one can only hope. But those words are so damn hot I'm biting my fist just watching and hearing them.
“You disappointed TD,” Damien teases.
Yeah fucking right.
“You were supposed to be a good slave, and you fucking came when you were not allowed to have an orgasm. You want my tongue?” Damien keeps chastising her.
The only thing that keeps me from being a big fucking dumbass and barreling in there to tell her what a perfect good girl she is? I love watching this wicked fucking game as much as Damien loves to play it.
“I’ll lick that perfect pussy,” Damien says.
But he’s not relenting. The relief on Sarah’s face tells me that she’s so innocent and doesn’t realize this.
“I’ll lick your pussy after I spank it for being so naughty,” Damien says, finishing the admonishment with the punishment.
“Please, Sir, please spank my naughty pussy,” Sarah moans. Her hips try to roll, but of course she can’t in the bondage.
Holy fucking hell.
Fuck.
I'm going to fucking sticky up my suit with the cum I could shoot out right now at her reaction.
She’s goddamn begging for it. She loves the pleasure as much as she loves the pain. And though she’s trembling with every word because she’s got fear and shame at play, her body’s needs are more connected to her mouth than her mind’s fears.
Oh, Damien and I? We’re going to fuck those fears away. It'll be really goddamn liberating for her to feel two cocks deep within her and know that’s exactly where she fucking belongs. Goddamn, never again will she need to feel fear or shame, I start promising myself.
Fuck no. Not for what she wants. A dirty mind like hers, a sexy body like hers, fuck that belongs impaled on two cocks. We are going to own her in every way possible. And Sarah? Oh fuck she is going to goddamn love it.
Damien is going to spank her like she asked. A wicked grin spreads over his face. His hand raises up and hovers over her pussy, but he lowers it and simply touches her pussy.
A long moan is her trembling release at how much she needs the touch.
Damien lifts and brings the hand down on her pussy, stroking it. The wet sound in the air and her struggling, trembling body is like a fucking drug to my system. My heart is beating so goddamn fast that I think I might die before I ever get to fuck Sarah’s sweet pussy.
“TD is going to want you to take several spankings before I lick your pussy,” Damien says.
Sarah says nothing.
He’s stroking her dripping wet pussy. I can practically feel the heat coming off of her and its fucking taunting me through the screen.
I can’t decide who’s more tortured right now.
Me watching perfection I’m not touching…yet.
Sarah writhing and unable to move at all, pleasure so close and yet so mixed with pain.
Damien, with the helpless perfect girl in front of him, aching for his cock and he’s not fucking her.
Okay, yeah, when you say it like that, it's obvious right?
Damien’s got it fucking rough. She’s so helpless against that table. She wants it so fucking much. Her pussy is so wet and her moans are guttural with just how fucking turned on she is. I'm legitimately expecting her to come any second as Damien works her aroused flesh.
Then I practically come watching him lower his mouth onto her no doubt aching pussy.
Sarah screams bloody murder. Her pussy is so sensitive. His tongue is gentle but he’s rolling it all over her abused pussy, claiming pain in pleasure with every touch.
Biting her lips, moaning, breathing ragged, Sarah is in a tormented sea of pleasure and pain. No doubt she is the most incredible creature I’ve ever witnessed. This kind of ecstasy she’s in, the kind of horniness I’m experiencing and no doubt Damien is, this is a level of existence that I didn’t know was fucking possible. There isn’t a cold enough shower in the world to jam my boner down. I may go raw just pumping my cock in my hand later…and what a poor substitute that would be.