Reed probes his fingers into my drenched lips, feeling for the toy still lodged in my core. “You want me to turn this on, pet?” he asks.
“Yes, please,” I mumble, clenching down on the device.
“I will, but you’re going to have to earn it,” he says, getting up off the table. As I watch, happy to catch the sight of his extraordinary physique, he retrieves the remote control from his pants and a bottle of oil from one of the dungeon’s cabinets. Walking back, I see his cock stands hard and ready. I lick my lips, eager to feel him deep inside.
He starts by pouring the lube into his palm, which he then rubs all over my ass and pussy, spreading the fluid around everywhere. I groan at his touch, and then at the sensation of more lube being poured directly on my tight rear.
Oh, fuck me.
Reed activates the vibrator at the same time as he presses his tip against my bud. He spreads my hole gradually, using his cock to slick the oil everywhere. Grunting, he drives his way in further, eliciting a throaty moan from me. Having my ass stuffed with his enormous rod takes me back to being in the locker, except this time I can also feel the device in my pussy. I’ve never felt this full, or so wantonly aroused.
“Please,” I beg, writhing in place. “More.”
Chuckling, Reed obliges me, increasing the toy’s power. He also starts pounding hard and fast, plunging in deeper each time. I cry out from the painful penetration, but the overwhelming vibration keeps me rising higher and higher, building toward an incredible orgasm.
“More,” I ask again, knowing the device can still be turned up.
“Ask… properly,” he replies between thrusts.
“Please!”
He grunts. “Call me sir.”
“Please, sir!” I shout.
Reed dials up the device, which practically explodes inside me, the vibration is so intense. My howls fill the dungeon, my orgasm blasting me into subspace. Blissed out, I clutch at the table’s padding as Reed’s immaculately muscled body moves in rhythm over me. All the pains inflicted on me throughout the last few days disappear, erased by pure ecstasy.
I lose my sense of time, barely cognizant of anything other than our bodies. My orgasm breaks just as Reed reaches his zenith. He releases his seed inside me, and it feels like a flood — a rush of joy that reverberates again and again. Pumping until he’s fully sated, Reed groans happily.
However, I’m still coming, building towards another massive orgasm thanks to the vibrator. Reed stands by, watching as I roll over on the table, curling my body into a ball as if to trap the euphoria within so it could never escape.
Fixated on insatiable need, I don’t react at first when the dungeon door opens and Corbin steps inside.
“Hey, what the fuck?” says Reed.
I shriek, sitting up and covering my chest. The vibrator continues to buzz, but I’m too startled to enjoy it.
“She sounds fun,” Corbin grunts, shutting the door behind him. “I’m taking a turn.”
“The fuck you are,” Reed spits. “Get back to work,now.”
I look around frantically, wanting some kind of blanket to cover myself, but there’s nothing in reach.
“Edwin and Hunter are there. You can take my place if you’re worried,” Corbin suggests. “And I’ll be fast with Quinn. With an ass like that, I could probably finish in two minutes.”
Reed steps between us and pulls up his pants. “Are you fucking crazy? It’s out of the question.”
“Why’s that?” Corbin asks, eyeing me hungrily. “She’s not your girl. Byron said-”
“Byron’s not in charge of her. I am.”
“Whatever, man. You tell her to give me a quickie, I’ll be on my way.”
Reed growls, balling his fists. “You’ll be on your way with a broken jaw if you don’t go now.”
Corbin laughs. “Since when are you so possessive of the whores, dude?”
That must be too much for Reed; he flies at Corbin, swinging a fist like a wrecking ball. Corbin staggers back, holding his cheek. Sneering, he lunges at Reed.