Page 36 of Burn It Down

It was all I could do not to respond to it and start humping into his hand.

That wasn’t the deal, how it worked.

He was in control. I was here to take it, to take every fucking thing, just the way I needed it.

“Stop,” he barked, his hand stilling on my cock.

I pulled the toothbrush free.

He snatched it from me with his other hand, then gathered the copious amounts of pre-cum that he’d jerked out of me and slathered it all over the bristles, adding to the slickness.

Then he released me and stepped back, commanding, “Hands and knees.”

I complied, beside myself.

He walked around me and slapped each ass cheek in turn, leaving a nice sting in his wake.

He pulled one cheek apart, spreading me open, and then I felt him brushing around my rim.

I trembled as the bristles on the sensitive skin abraded and burned.

He dipped inside a little and I bucked forward. “Ungh.”

“Resist all you want, this brush is going deep inside your hot little ass, fuck whore.” He pushed in deeper and I gritted my teeth.

When he twisted it, I cried out, feeling it scraping against my walls as my ass clenched, fighting instinctively to expel the intrusion.

“What was that? You want me to pull it out?”

He did, yanking it, and the bristles dug into my hole painfully on the way out, making me lurch forward again.

“On your elbows,” he commanded, as he eased it in again. “Reach back and spread your ass open wide for me.”

I shifted my weight and grabbed my cheeks, spreading for him, my fingers trembling with anticipation, wanting so much more of this fucked-up torment.

He twisted it, then sank in deeper, and I dug my nails into my cheeks to stop from reacting.

Deeper and deeper, twisting and pulling.

“Ungh, fuck,” I choked.

He left it there, then came back to me, grabbing my shoulders and hauling me back onto my hands, my palms flat on the floor.

Sadistic amusement danced in his eyes. “Now, grab it and pull it all the way out to the tip, then drive in deep right to the edge of the handle.”

Fuck.

As I reached around, he grasped my cock and teased the head, spreading my pre-cum all over, then gliding two teasing fingers up and down my shaft.

“Jesus,” I grunted.

“Abuse that ass with that toothbrush,” he pushed. “Show me what a good little ass slut you are.”

I grasped the handle, then pulled it out to the edge of the bristles, then drove it back in deep with a roar.

“There it is. Get off on the pain as you fuck that tight hole like the fucking Savage you are. I’m gonna make you suck the taste of your ass off those bristles after.”

Oh, fuck.

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