Page 49 of Rat Race

“You’re gonna be a good girl,” they reminded me. Their hand left my cunt to pull at my top, revealing a breast. Their actions were harsh, degrading even, and gave everyone a chance to see me exposed.

Their intake of breath only sent me hurdling closer to my orgasm.

“Touch me,” I forced out. “I need to come.”

“Not yet. Tell me, Aubrey, do you like havin’ everyone watch you come on a stranger’s hand?”

Their words had a shocked gasp slipping from my mouth.Am I that obvious?My cunt squeezed around nothing, missing the stretch of their fingers.

They didn’t give me a chance to respond before their mouth covered my nipple and bit down.

They don’t even need to touch me. If they keep doing this, I may just come all on my own.

I couldn't fathom how it was even possible. Even outside my after-dark channel, no one had ever made me come so fast.

Then their hand was gone, and they dropped between my legs.

“Show me that needy pussy.”

My hands were pulling up my skirt before I could register that I had actually listened to their command. To make matters worse, I spread my legs for them.

“Good God, you’re so sinfully gorgeous.” They said it like a curse. “You were made to tempt me.”

“Give the people what they want.” I was positively shaking with need. My wetness had already begun to pool down my legs, and by the time they were lubing up the handle of the bat, I was panting.

“Have this be your reminder,” they said and circled my clit with the bat. It was hard and cold and sent an erotic thrill through me like nothing I had felt before. There were three kills or more on that bat, and they were about to fuck me with it. Punish me in a way that would make me think about it every single time I bashed some Runner’s skull in with it.

“Get on with it,” I groaned and bucked against them.

“So needy,” they murmured and trailed the handle to my entrance.

It was so dirty. So obscene.And I fucking love every second of it.

I tried to grind down on it but their hand was at my hips, stopping my movements, reminding me thattheywere the one in control.

Control of my movements. My breathing.My pleasure.All of it right in the palm of their hand. They could crush it or nurture it. It all depended on how well I behaved for them.

Slowly, they pushed it into me. The stretch was slightly painful, but so fucking worth it. It was like my pussy was made to take all of it, to take it in greedily, to even beg for more if it fed the hunger in Cam’s eyes.

“Give the audience a show, darlin,” they said. “This will make youfamous.”

I couldn’t respond even if I wanted to because they started fucking me with the bat.

So slow, but so fucking intoxicating. It was dirty, wrong, and there were millions of people watching the handle disappear into my cunt.

“Fuck, you’re just sucking it right in,” they praised. “Now you’re gonna come on this right now and we’re gonna move on, you got it?”

I let out a whine and jerked against them. The bat slid into me with little resistance, thanks to their slow movements. They were just getting me used to it, waiting for me to loosen up before?—

“Your words, darlin’.”

“Yes,” I breathed. Pleasure threatened to overtake me. The excitement of people watching as I fell apart—for real this time—was overwhelming.

They pulled it back out and slowly pushed it back in, twisting it in a way that made my eyes roll back into my head. They were fucking me faster then. The sickening sound of the bat working through my wet cunt was undeniable and could most definitely be heard through the millions of speakers that were tuned into us.

I all but exploded when her thumb found my clit again.I can’t take it.Everything was too much. My heart was pounding. My mind was spinning. I couldn’t breathe from the sheer force of it.

“Your manners?”

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