Page 84 of The More the Merrier

Claire felt so helpless and vulnerable in this position and so incredibly turned on. She liked being helpless on Gregor’s lap. She liked having no control over what he did but was able to completely trust that he would never hurt her.

Just when she thought she couldn’t take any more, Gregor pinched her clit. A primal roar poured out of Claire as an orgasm ripped through her with such force it made her dizzy. Then she was lifted from her position and placed her on her knees on the seat of his throne which was just large enough to allow her to widen her knees and rest on her forearms.

His cock filled her in one mighty thrust. Claire tucked her fingers into the edge of the cushion and hung on as Gregor’s powerful thrusts filled her beyond capacity. She was almost delirious with desire, arching her backside to accommodate his size, allowing him to thrust deep inside. The strokes of his cock created a delicious rubbing on her inner walls that ignited a new fire inside of her

“Yes! Yes!” she cried out continually as he plowed through her puffy, slick folds and hit that magical spot deep within. She was about to come when Gregor pulled out.

“Tsk, tsk, naughty girl. No more freebies, now you must ask to come.”

“Ask?”

“Yes. ‘May I come, Master’ will be uttered from your lips and not until I give you permission will you come. If you do, I will punish that naughty back hole of yours. Understood?”

Did she want her naughty back hole punished? She had a feeling that with Gregor, she wanted him to take everything from her. If she ran away tomorrow, like she was contemplating, and leave Colorado, then she should experience everything she could, right?

“Please, Master, I want you to take my naughty back hole.”

Did that just come out of her mouth?A part of Claire was astounded by her boldness while the other part licked her lips in anticipation of his response.

“Do you?” he practically growled. Gregor picked her up. “No turning back now, my queen.” He placed her on a rocking bench and secured her thighs. “Hands behind your back.” Claire did as she was told and using a soft pair of leather cuffs, Gregor secured her hands behind her so now all that kept her secured to the rocker were the restraints around her thighs. Her legs were splayed wide and in the center of the stool was a hole.

She was confused as to how all this would work when she felt lubricant at the entrance of her tight bud. “Oh, that’s cold.”

When she was well coated, the stool began to shift, rising and tipping forward. At first, she thought her upper body would fall forward and bang into the underside of the bench, but as the bench began to shift at an angle, a leather-wrapped extension unfolded, comfortably supporting her chest. Who knew the little bench was on hydraulics?

She was still confused, however, her eyes rounded when the seat extended and her legs well splayed. She understood now that the inside of the seat was meant for exactly this and how ingenious the design was, but it got better. The entire seat dropped away, leaving her ass suspended but was still attached to the original sides he’d bound her to. Now nothing was between her open holes and the man standing behind them.

“This is quite the contraption.”

He responded by quickly filling up her empty pussy. He slid a finger into her ass and massaged the tight ring of muscle. Feeling his finger pressing against the thin wall that separated her two channels sent her over the edge.

“Master, may I come?”

“No. Consider this training.”

Claire was grunting with the effort of not coming without permission.

“Training for what?” she managed to get out through gritted teeth.

“For being my sub of course.”

Before she could ask him to elaborate, he pulled out of her pussy and sunk the tip of his cock inside her ass.

Claire let out an involuntary shriek.

“You’re big!” she cried.

He reached under her body. Then stopped. The angle of the bench shifted and the ledge that was supporting her retracted until it came up to her top ribs leaving her heavy breasts to hang freely.

Gregor was maybe halfway in she surmised and wondered what he was up to.

His arms came under her body and his huge hands cupped her breasts, pinching and twisting her nipples. Claire lost her careful control.

“Naughty girl.” He slid all the way into her back channel while distracting her with the most delicious nipple play. Gregor slowly fucked her hole and continued to expertly play with her nipples, driving her to the brink of yet another orgasm in a matter of seconds.

She only managed, “Please,” before she came undone, and her nectar dripped down to the floor below her. She should have been embarrassed but it just spurred her on. Gregor must have felt the shift in her because he changed his hold, gripping her breasts like handles and taking her hard.

“Yes! Harder, Master!”

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