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he said. I climbed carefully onto my bed, lying on my stomach. The sheets felt cool against my hot skin. Sean stood and walked to the door. “Ten o’clock next time,” he repeated, then closed the door quietly. Alone in the dark, I slipped my hand between my legs. My fingers found the soaked lace. I bit my pillow as I touched myself, the memory of his firm hand still fresh on my burning ass. Every stroke made me think of him, even though I knew he was only doing what he thought was right.

She brought both breasts back to my penis and wet them again, and brought them back to my mouth. The next moment, she straddled me again, and checked my bondage's for tightness. I could definitely not move my hands or my legs. "Do you know what I read recently?" "No, what?" "I read a story that you posted online. It was called 'I want you to feed me'." I stared blankly,I'd forgotten that she read my sex stories online, sometimes, especially this one. "Uhhh yes well..." "Do you remember writing the story, do you remember what it was about?" As she questioned me, she was humping her open pûssy over the head and shaft of my cock.

"What did I say about being quiet?" She whimpered against his palm, the dominance in his voice only turning her on more. He pounded into her relentlessly, each thrust sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. The bookshelf rattled behind her, books continuing to fall as they moved together in desperate, primal rhythm. "Touch yourself," Adrian commanded, removing his hand from her mouth. "I want to feel you come around me." Mara slid her hand between them, her fingers finding her clit. The added stimulation combined with the feeling of him filling her so completely was overwhelming. She felt the orgasm approaching again, faster and more intense than the first.

True to her promise, she began instructing me. Victoria first told me about a series of foreplay techniques, although they would be wasted on her as she was already aroused and ready for me to get to the main course. She specified that I needed to learn and practice them for future encounters, but for now, we could skip them. She then told me about the pancake technique.

The feel of my skirt shifting up, followed by Simon's fingers slipping lower, finding my wetness underneath my panties. "Fuck, you're soaked," he said, his voice dancing on the warmth of my skin. Henry's mouth found mine again, his tongue exploring. Simon's fingers moved inside me, and I cried out, my hips bucking against his hand. "That's it, baby," Henry murmured. "Let us make you feel good." I nodded, speechless as Simon's fingers moved faster, his thumb circling my clit. Henry's mouth descended, his lips finding my breasts, sucking my nipples, grazing them with his teeth.

"No. You must go to her. I think, wait, I read about this. Yes. Blackmail. She tried to blackmail me. She said if I don't let you come, that she won't let me have access to the library. I don't want to know less. But if the price is to trade you for a day to better myself, I can risk it. After all, I have you, and she doesn't." Karl sat up. "My love! You know there are ways to please a woman without having sex with her, right?" "There are?" she asked. Karl nodded. "Yes, there are. I could give her foreplay, and give her an orgasm. That's it." "What's foreplay?" It was funny there was so much Lexi didn't know. But at least, she was beginning to ask questions, and that in itself was a jewel. "

THEMES: Blackmail, Reluctance, Manipulative Coercion, Security room, Unconscious Cheating, Unintentional Cheating, Forced Subduing, Trickery, Harsh treatment, Belittling, Nonconsensual KINKS: Rough sex, Intense Spanking, Hair pulling, Forced Blowjob, Degradation, Dirty talk, Lewd dirty name calling LENA'S POV I cry out, my body bouncing on the high stool while he fucks me brutally, his hips snapping forward, his cock stretching me wider than Derek's.

Pinky squinted to read it, her eyes tracing the loops and crosses. "Collection of short stories for ladies," the title read. "Stories of desire, of awakening, of the first time." Pinky blinked, her eyes widening as she read on. The handwriting was feminine, secretive, as if the writer were sharing her most guarded thoughts with only the pages. It was a confession. A revelation. As she began to read.

“Sleep well.” I went upstairs fast. My heart beat hard. In my room, I took off all my clothes and got under the covers. I slid my hand between my legs. My fingers found my clit right away. It was swollen and wet. I rubbed slow circles. “Xavier…” I whispered to myself. I pushed two fingers inside my pussy. It was so slick. I moved them in and out faster. My other hand pinched my nipple hard. I moaned into the pillow. “Oh god… yes…”

Without a word, they moved into position, the air was thick with anticipation, and the musky scent of our mixed arousal. My tight unfucked ass was about to be claimed. I shivered, pushing myself onto my hands and knees and presenting myself like the eager consort I was in this twisted fantasy world. How would I get back? I brushed the thought away immediately focusing on the fun about to happen; getting my three holes pulverised by their monstrous cocks at once! Lucien stepped up first, that veiny cock of his was thick and curved like a banana. He had been stroking it the whole time making pre-cum drip from the slit, and my mouth watered at the sight.