Page 38 of Twilight Mask

“Not even a little bit.”

“Good.” I slide two fingers deep. She groans in surprise and her back arches. “Because I want to hurt you.”

“Please,” she moans, wiggling her hips, and I’m not sure she even understands what she means by that. Please don’t or maybe please keep going. It doesn’t matter either way. She’s mine to play with, and I’ll tease her as much as I like, unless she says the one word that can end this game.

“I want to hurt you in ways you’ve never imagined before.” I reach up and gently squeeze a nipple between my fingers as my tongue finds her clit.

“Oh, shit,” she says, writhing. “That fucking hurts. And it feels so good.”

“That’s right, and you taste even better.” I release her breast and focus on licking and sucking her, and as she gets into it, I reach up and squeeze her other nipple even harder.

“Fuck,” she says, arching her back. I glide my tongue deep inside her and back out again, moving it around in circles.

“You like that.” I say it with a smile because I knew she would. I keep going, licking and sucking her, and her moans get louder, filling up the room. It’s heaven, but as she sounds like she’s getting close, I pull back.

“No,” she whines. “Don’t stop, you asshole.”

“Oh, baby, that was just the beginning. Don’t you remember the third part of our box?”

She hesitates, and I love the nervous look on her face. “That thing is too big.”

I move over to where I left the dildo and pick it up. In all honesty, it’s not much bigger than my own cock. “You’ll need to get used to it if you want to keep playing with me,” I say, walking around her slowly. I kneel down at her side. “Open your mouth.”

She moans and tilts her chin up, lips parting. I slide the tip of the dildo against her tongue, and after a moment, she starts to suck the tip.

“Good girl,” I say, heart racing, thinking about my own dick in her mouth. Fuck, I want to fill her to the brim with this dildo deep in her pussy while she moans and sucks my cock. “I bet you can handle more.”

She grunts and gags, and I pull it back before she chokes. “Too much,” she says, gasping for air. Spit rolls between her mouth and the dildo.

“More,” I command, and this time, I reach down between her legs and tease her pussy as I make her suck the fake cock. She groans and whimpers as she obeys, and it’s so fucking hot I can barely control myself. Her pussy is dripping wet, practically running down my fingers, as I fuck her mouth with the silicone dick.

“Good girl,” I say, pulling back. “Now open your legs.”

“Jackal,” she says, panting and gasping. “What are you going to do with that?”

“I’m going to fill your pussy up, baby.” I pull her panties all the way off. Her pussy is so damn pretty in the bright construction lights. I tease her with the tip of the dildo, gliding up and down as I grab some lube. Though she’s soaked, this thing is big—and I suspect I’ll need a little help. I drip some down its length and slowly, very slowly, I press the tip inside her.

She mewls as her back arches. “Oh, shit, that’s a lot,” she says and I chuckle softly, kissing her chin, licking one of her nipples.

“Not even the full tip.” I go deeper, nice and slow. “There you are, baby. How much more do you want?”

“All of it,” she says, breathing hard. Her skin is flushed pink and she’s practically drooling with lust. “Please, all of it.”

I move down between her legs to get a better angle and slowly, agonizingly, I glide the toy between her legs until she takes as much as she can handle. Then equally slowly, I pull it back out and start to fuck her.

She’s beyond words at this point. I’m guessing it hurts and feels good in equal measure. I talk to her as I fill her up, telling her how pretty she is all tied up and exposed for me, how beautiful her pussy looks getting filled by a thick cock, how much I want to fuck her gorgeous little mouth. I stroke her clit with my other hand, and that seems to push her over the edge.

“More,” she begs. “Faster, please. God, I’m so close.”

“You want to come for me?” I stroke in and out faster as my thumb rubs lazy, gentle circles around her clit. “You think you’ve been good enough to come?”

“I need it,” she groans. “Please, Jackal. I’ve been so good. I do everything you ask. Please, let me come.”

Fuck, she’s perfect. I don’t know how I’m controlling myself right now. There’s a loud, animalistic voice in my head, telling me to ditch the fake dick and fill her with my warm, thick, hard real one, but I can’t, not yet. The game is more important, the game is everything, and these are the rules I set forth.

I fuck her faster. Her hips buck into the toy and her fingers curl against the blanket, and finally her moans turn into a keening gasp as her body’s racked with pleasure. A fresh bloom of pink flushes her skin and she comes hard, every muscle in her body tensing as she crushes the dildo. As she finishes, I slowly pull it out and stand back to watch her gasping and panting for air, squirming around on the blanket like she can barely think straight.

“That… was…” she laughs, shaking her head. “Holy shit, that was amazing.”

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