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I swallow loudly and immediately reopen my mouth showing it is now empty. “Good girl, you deserve a reward for taking my cock so well,” he says, stroking my cheek. Silently I wait for him to come up with my reward. Knowing full well that now he has discovered my praise kink he will think of something he wants to do but Helen won’t let him do. “I think your ass would like some attention,” he suggests, “all the good little girls like that.” I nod, even though I’m not a particular fan of anal but knowing that if he touches my clit once as he praises me I will come.

"Degrading, huh? Tell me more. And I want to know everything, in depth." "It's weird but, I have a praise kink too. I like it when you tell me how good I'm doing, or when you tell me how pretty I am when you're inside me... or when you tell me I'm a good girl." I say, getting hot. He's just soaking all this up. "Go on." he says. "I like it when you're dominant and aggressive with me. I like it when you tell me what to do or when you make me submissive."

Even when he grins and winks at me after saying it, it still has the same effect on me. “Jesus, you’re getting her all wet, she’s dripping all over me!” Jory spreads my legs to show the others, and I redden, hiding my face in his chest. “Well, she did say that she loves being treated this way. Now, I actually believe that our girl has a kink fetish. She is a true sub.” Knox states, “But, we really need to talk about this before the two of you go and abuse her poor holes for the rest of the night.” He chuckles.

Her smile vanished, replaced by a pout, looking offended at my statement. “You underestimate me,” she said. I watched her, amused. She was just too adorable... like a kitten swiping at a lion... all unaware that the lion craved the fight. “Veronica, do you even know what you’re asking?” “I know what it is,” she replied confidently, wiping salt from her fingers. “It’s a kink.” I stared, then leaned in slowly, looking predatory. “It’s more than that, baby... It's psychological. Deep.”

"You did that. For me." "I did that," Samantha confirmed, "because our arrangement only works if you're free to keep our arrangement. It wouldn't do either of us any good for you to be sitting in a police interrogation room right now, would it?" Chloe said nothing for a long moment, staring blankly at the television still playing footage of the hotel's exterior, police tape fluttering faintly in the breeze. "Thank you," she finally whispered, hating herself for how much she meant it. "You don't need to thank me," Samantha said. "You need to remember it. That's how partnerships work, Chloe — one favor remembered leads to the next one owed."

“Christ, baby.” He undid my jeans with quick, practiced fingers, tugging them and my boxers down in one swift move. His breath hitched when my cock sprang free, thick and already leaking for him. “God, I missed this,” he whispered, licking his lips like he was starving. My jaw locked. “You’re such a dirty boy, aren’t you?” His cheeks flushed red, but his eyes stayed locked on mine. “Yeah. Your dirty boy.” Fuck. That praise kink. My cock jerked at the words.

But I could bet that it was not only me; he was enjoying himself more. Just when I thought that he was done and was going to leave me, his hold on my hair tightened and he tilted my head at such an angle that now I can see my back in the mirror. My eyes widened when I saw how red my back was. It seems like I have kept my bums on a hot pan and now it has burned red. I felt even more embarrassed when I thought that I actually enjoyed it. How can I? "There is nothing to feel ashamed about," he rasped as if he read my eyes. "Everyone has their kink, which turns them on. It is just that you need to explore them and you won't get any better person to do it than me."

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"Tyler. I want you to answer with a truth. What's your nastiest kink?" He smirked, downing the rest of his drink. "Nothing gets me going like pounding a tight asshole. Fucking that rosebud till it gapes." Heat pooled between my legs, panties slapping on my clit making me shift uneasily. These young men would be the death of me. Zane asked Brock. "What's your kink, Brock?" "Piss play. A pretty girl squatting over my face and just letting go." Shit! At this point I was soaked, my panties were stuck like tissue paper on my folds.

I knelt on the bed with my two hands on the bed, while my ass shot up in the air, facing the view of where Maverick stood. He didn’t move an inch, instead, he was taking every inch of my body, probably imprinting it in his mind and sealing it in his soul. “You’re so fucking beautiful, Little muse.” He praised and my pussy dripped once more. Fuck…. I’m such a loser for praise kinks. “Thank you.” I managed to answer amidst wobbling knees and trembling hands. I needed friction but I couldn’t get one, not when I was on all fours. “Please.”