“That should do it.” He tugs at the clothespins, and I jolt at the quick shot of pain. Before I can ponder the discomfort, his tongue is on me.
Fuck, his tongue! His tongue ring is the devil’s work. The way the ball moves up my slit and focuses on my clit is sinful. Every man on the planet should get a tongue ring cause hot damn. I’m not sure what’s happening as my body shakes. Tiny jolts of lightning spring through my nerve endings, and I’m lost in the confusion of utter bliss.
“Oh, god,” I moan as I arch my hips, desperate for more of the sensation from his tongue. “Why are you so good at this?”
He doesn’t answer. Instead, he inserts one giant finger in me before quickly adding a second. He pumps into me as the tip of his tongue caresses my clit gently. I don’t want him to be gentle. I want him to devour me like an animal in need. I want to know his hunger is at its peak and could destroy him.
Frustration rolls through me like the quick fall of a summer storm. “Please.”
“You’re a greedy little whore, aren’t you, Mia? You don’t like that I’m making you wait.” He puts another finger in me, stretching me as he pulls back his tongue and slaps me directly on the clit. “Whores like you don’t get to feel pleasure until they learn to be a good girl.”
“Please, Alexie. I need to come,” I beg. He’s right. I’m a whore, so desperate for relief I’ll do anything he asks.
He slips his tongue on my clit briefly and adds a fourth finger. “Your pretty cunt is swallowing my fingers. You’re such a good girl, Mia, letting me use you like a pathetic fuck toy.”
Cool liquid connects with my open pussy, and I freeze. I realize what this man wants to do, and I’m a little frightened. “Don’t, Alexie.”
“That’s the problem. You think you’re more than my whore. You need to learn your place. I have to show you how much you need to be abused, used, and fucked so viciously that your pussy will weep with sweet cum at the mention of my name. You’re nothing more than my whore. My fuck doll to use any way I want. Here, only for my pleasure.”
A yelp escapes my lips as he pushes his thumb inside me before his entire hand is in my vagina to his wrist. Moving in and out slowly before placing his tongue back on my slit, licking me with hunger and need. He makes tortuous circles around my clit, teasing me with the idea of release but never giving it to me.
“Fuck, you taste so damn sweet,” he moans into my pussy.
“I need to come. Please, Alexie.”
His tongue ring slides around my clit as he uses it against that one sweet spot, twirling it until my hips rise. I’m almost at the finish line, desperate and wanting. As I reach my peak, he bites my clit, and I scream my orgasm, my entire being satiated.
He drags his hand out of my drenched pussy. It glistens with my desire and the depraved act he committed on me. I watch wide-eyed as he moves up the bed and stands over me. “Open your mouth for Daddy.”
The word Daddy is so taboo, so depraved, and so sexy leaving his mouth.
My lips part for him, and he shoves his fingers into my mouth with no warning. “Sample your cunt for me. Isn’t it delicious, Mia?”
His onslaught muffles my words, and the only sound escaping my lips is the gagging from his fingers touching the back of my throat. “What are you, slut?”
I understand the words he wants me to say. He wants me to demean myself, to admit what we both realize to be true. Saliva forms when he pushes his hand further, giving my mouth the same treatment he gave my pussy moments ago.
He pulls his fingers out, a trail of saliva following it. “Say it, Mia, or I swear this time, I’ll force you to take my cock and my entire fist in all your holes.”
I blanch at his words, knowing full well he’ll do it. I have a safe word to make this all stop, but using it means I’m folding, which would give him satisfaction. So instead, I close my eyes and whisper, “I’m your slut.”
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Alexie
Fuck!
When she bends to my will and calls herself a slut, I’m close to blowing my load. Not sure If I can last in her pussy. “What do you want Daddy to do to you?”
“Please, Daddy, fuck my pussy,” she begs.
I wipe the spit from my hand on her face, a pure act of degradation and ownership. She looks so pretty, lying there for me. Open, waiting, begging. “You’re such a good girl, aren’t you, baby? Does your sweet pussy need Daddy to stuff it with his big cock?”