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The Taste of Submission Chapter 181: Taken as the loss Bet 2
Seth walked around me in a slow circle, his eyes raking over my body from head to toe. He trailed a finger against my collarbone, down the valley of my breasts, and along the curve of my stomach. His touch was light, electric, sending shivers down my spine. I felt Diane’s eyes on my back, the weight of his stare mixing with Seth’s touch to create a maddening tension between them. I could feel my pussy clenching, a secret, hungry response to the attention I was receiving. Seth stopped behind me, and before I could even brace myself, he delivered a sharp slap to my ass. The sound echoed through the room, loud and crisp. I yelped, the sting sending a jolt of pleasure straight to my core. He gripped both cheeks, spreading me open, exposing my most private parts to the cool air and to the four men. I gasped, my legs trembling as I felt the air conditioning hit my wetness. I could hear the rustle of fabric as Mark adjusted himself. I was completely exposed, a plaything for them. "Ev
The Taste of Submission Chapter 180: Taken as the loss Bet 1
The doorbell shattered the Sunday night silence; the sound was sharp and intrusive against the hushed warmth of my home. I smoothed the front of my dress, a simple silk number that clung to my curves, and moved to the window to check the peephole before opening. When I swung the door open, my breath caught in my throat, not from the surprise, but from the sheer, undeniable power radiating from the four men standing on my porch. They filled the space; their frames were tall and imposing, each one was a different shade and style but united in a predatory confidence that made my skin prickle with a sensation I hadn't felt in years: anticipation. Seth was first, a dark, dangerous thing. He stepped forward, his eyes immediately sweeping over me, calculating, assessing. He was the kind of man who didn't just occupy a room; he owned it, bending the atmosphere to his will. Mark followed, younger but just as hungry, his eyes lingering a little too long on the curve of my throat. Diane came
The Taste of Submission Chapter 179: Getting Screwed by the Tattoo Guy 5
The wet, obscene sounds of my saliva mixing with the pre-cum filled the air, a symphony of so much lust that echoed in the quiet room. I closed my eyes, focusing on the sensation of him stretching my lips, the heat of his skin against my tongue, and the taste of him. I could feel his heartbeat against the roof of my mouth, fast and strong, like a drumbeat. I wanted to swallow him whole, to consume him completely. "You're doing good," he murmured and growled at the same time. His voice strained. "You're a natural at this. God, I love it when a woman knows how to suck cock." He pushed me back slightly, letting me catch my breath, then thrust back in, harder and faster than before. I gagged slightly, tears stinging down my eyes, but I didn't pull away. I wanted to please him. I wanted to be so fucking good for him. I took him deeper, swallowing around him, milking him with my throat. I looked up at him, my eyes searching his face. His eyes were dark, hooded, and filled with a raw
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He grinned, leaning over me, his tattooed chest pressed against my back. His breath was hot in my ear. "Holy fuck, I want you to remember this cock." "Messy little thing," he said. He swiped two fingers through my cum dripping from my pussy and shoved them inside my mouth. I moaned, sucking them clean, tasting myself and him on his skin. "Yeah, that's it," he encouraged, stroking his cock with his other hand. It was still hard, leaking like he hadn't just emptied himself. "Get used to the taste, bitch. You're gonna be swollen for days." Heat exploded in my chest, my pussy clenching even though it was raw and tired. I tried to move, but my legs wouldn't hold me. "I can't walk," I panted. He smirked. "I knew I fucked you the right way." He gave his cock one last, lazy stroke, groaning as another thick bead of pre-cum rolled down the head. He smeared it with his thumb and dragged it across my swollen clit, watching me jolt. "Holy fuck," I yelped, sensitive as hell. "Right?"
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He grinned like he’d won the lottery. Then, without a second thought, he yanked his fingers out, and the sound of his belt buckle hitting the floor was like music to my ears. The anticipation burned hotter than fire. His trousers dropped to his ankles, and he stepped out of them completely. He grabbed the chair and shoved it back, turning me just enough to see him stroke his cock. Holy fuck. It was massive. Thick, long, with veins pulsing visibly as his hand worked it up and down. The sight made my mouth water. "You see this bitch?" he said, his voice was like a filthy purr. "This is what's about to ruin your little tattoo appointment." I couldn't breathe; I could only nod, my eyes wide, my pussy twitching in time with his strokes. He lined himself up, the fat, angry head of his cock pressing against my wet hole. The stretch burned instantly, a sharp, beautiful pain that made me moan out loud. But he didn't give me a second to adjust. He slammed forward, burying himself to the
The Taste of Submission Chapter 176: Getting Screwed by the Tattoo Guy 2
His head tilted, and his eyes flicked up to mine, in a slow, knowing grin spreading across his face. "Don't tell me you're moaning for the needle," he murmured, his thumb pressing against the tender skin near my hip. "Or is it for my hand on your ass?" My face burned. "No... I didn't..." He chuckled deeply, a vibration that seemed to travel down his chest to mine. "Don't lie, sweetheart. You're wet. And fuck, I can even smell it." I froze, my pussy throbbing harder at his words. He leaned in close, his lips brushing against my ear. "You came here for ink, but I think you want more than just my needle in you." My stomach dropped. I tried to swallow, to hold back the sounds that threatened to spill, but they came out anyway half a moan, half a whimper. "Thought so," he said, his voice low and cocky. The buzzing of the machine stopped as he set it down. The sudden silence made my pulse roar. Then, the sound of his gloves snapping off hit the floor. His hand slid over my ass, sq
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