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The missionary position left me completely exposed to him — nowhere to hide my face, my moans, or the way my body responded to every stroke. “You feel so fucking perfect,” he groaned, hips snapping harder. “So tight and wet for your lord. This is what you wanted, isn’t it? Sneaking into my room every night just to touch yourself while thinking of me.” “Yes…” I whimpered, legs wrapping around his waist instinctively. “Yes, my lord…” He rewarded me with a particularly deep thrust that made me cry out. His pace quickened, the sound of our bodies meeting filling the room. One of his hands pinned my bound wrists above my head while the other gripped my hip, holding me in place as he fucked me tho

I snap. “Anyone else?” “No, sir.” The two men exchange looks. Thirst Trap nods. “Good girl. You get another reward.” A sigh of relief escapes me as Thirst Trap resumes his position behind me and continues getting me off with his hand. His skin against mine makes the experience so much better. Within no time, the pressure builds again, even stronger this time, and my inner muscles start to tighten. My legs start to shake, and First Guy tightens his hand around my throat, making me feel like I’m floating. Rhythmic contractions of my core muscles follow as I hit an explosive climax.

He leaned down, biting my bottom lip hard enough to sting, then sucking it into his mouth before pulling back. "Say it louder," he growled, adding a third finger, stretching me wide, the wet sounds loud in the room as he fucked me with them fast. "Tell me you love my cum inside you." "I love it," I moaned, voice breaking, hips bucking up to meet his hand. "Fuck, Haiden, I love your cum leaking out of me, I love feeling you all day." It was embarrassing how true it was, how my body craved it, pussy soaking his fingers, clit throbbing every time he brushed it with his thumb.

“Such a tight fucking hole. Bet your boyfriend never makes you this wet. Never fucks you like the dirty girl you really are.” I shake my head, moaning. “He doesn’t… he never…” “Good. This pussy belongs to me tonight.” He leans down, biting my neck hard enough to leave a mark. “I’m going to fill you up until you’re leaking my cum all the way home to him.” The degradation burns so good. Every filthy word makes me clench harder around his thick cock. I can feel another orgasm building fast. He senses it. His pace turns savage, hips snapping, balls slapping my ass. The silk tie from his discarded shirt appears in his hands. He quickly binds my wrists above my head, tight enough that I feel the b

Stories and such to let me know what I might want to try. She surprised me with what she did next. She held her hand up in front of my face. Then she lowered it between her legs and caressed herself. When she brought it back to my face, it was dripping with the honey that had lain in wait behind her lips. The smell of that sweet nectar shattered my resolve. I took her wrist in mine and began to lick the juices from her hand. My arousal went from mostly hard to rock solid with one taste. I was lost to reason -- she would be mine.

But in this case,people much worse, more dangerous, more brutal. And so,these children; all teenagers, with the exception of one, nicknamed the bully; fell into the hands of those who seek this evil pleasure. Not just to be stripped of their freedom but to become live players unknowingly. Their lives,an entertainment to their benefactors. And so,the horror of their lives began. -THE BONDAGE TRILOGY "Cameras are ready, sir Auctor." Sir Auctor looked up from the computer system he was operating, his eyes sharp and bright.

We use it for bondage now. MAD GHOSTS OF LuST 295 He fucked me harder and harder. The pain biting my nipples soared, leveled out and soared again whenever he knocked or twisted the clamps. He dug his fingers into my blood-suffused flesh. Colors bloomed behind my eyelids and when I was there, the colors were my world. Flickering clutches of coming pulled me into myself and flung me out. Inside and outside, all at the same time. Ecstasy escapes description; it’s like trying to package steam.

The fated bond is completely feeding off the chaos, locking us into a loop of pure, unadulterated lust. We should hate each other, want to destroy each other, but right now, on this bed, neither of us can stop until we bleed each other dry. Edric moves me again and Instead of lying down, He drags me to the absolute edge of the mattress. Drops to his knees on the cold marble floor, pulls my hips forward so I am sitting right on the edge of the bed. He hoists my legs up, wrapping them completely around his neck and staring straight into my eyes.

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Her words felt like a fact, a threat and a warning all at once, but above all, it was fucking hot. Her hand suddenly unzipped my pants and slid in to grab my cock through my tight black briefs, her hand warmer and closer, rubbing even more erotically. I groaned into her hair, my eyes sliding closed briefly from the pleasure. She asked, her soft voice dripping with desire. “What is it you owe me, Adonis?” I pried my burning eyes open, leaning back slightly to meet her lustful gaze. “Bondage sex.”