Page 55 of Twist Me

I smiled and made a kissy face at her.

“You got it, Little One. Now lay back and let me please your perfect pussy. Even Larry agrees you are undeniably the most gorgeous woman we’ve ever seen.”

She seemed to settle down, her arms cuffed above her head still, but she relaxed as my legs straddled her.Leaning down, I pressed the toy down onto her swollen clit, and shoved my fingers inside her without any warning.

She cried out, my name echoing off the walls of the little cup. I opened the door to the ride and laid on my stomach to lick the side of her crying cunt as my fingers fucked her deep, and that unrelenting vibration made my tongue tingle.

“Fuck…” she moaned, the intensity overpowering her ability to feel anything but what I was doing to her body.

She tasted intoxicating. Larry’s moans were mingling with hers, my own panting a crescendo around us as I sucked every stream she spilled into my mouth.

The loudspeaker came on again, and my brother’s breathy voice whispered, “Let that fucking pussy drench him, Little Lamb. Coat his face with your addictive come. Let me hear you scream, baby. It’s time to take it back.”

A line of my friends appeared, each and every one of them orgasming alongside this delicious woman with those words.I felt like I was drowning in the best goddamn wave of my life as rivers of sweetness splashed into my mouth, on my chin, and ran down my chest.

“That’s a good little slut.” I purred. “ Now, it’s time to run again.”

I unlatched her handcuffs and licked my fingers clean. I blew her one more kiss before walking into the cover of darkness, the little woman looking around so dazed as she followed my footsteps.

The loudspeaker blared again, the praise of my brother’s horny voice letting me know station one was complete.

Cracking my fingers and standing up, I knew station two was ready. Judas had followed orders and chased the dazed Little Princess of the asylum right to me. I could hear her panting breaths as she got closer and closer.

A few more feet, and she’d be right on the target. The molded ass ship even had an X marking the spot of the mermaid tank below it.

Ready to get wet, Little Princess?

Three.

Two.

Her footsteps got closer, finally running onto the creaky boards.

One.

Pressing the button, I heard her scream as she descended into the waters below. I smiled and adjusted the red mask on my face. My eyes were going to be the first thing she was going to see.

I was fucking buzzing because I was finally getting to see what the big fuss was about this girl. I knew she was beautiful, but in the footage, Judas looked bewitched.

The cold water was a bitch slap to the face as I jumped in after her.

My brother’s booming voice surrounded the tank, the slightly muffled sound still clear enough to understand, and based on the look on her face, I could tell she heard him very clearly.

“Now, Little Lamb, You’re going to find out how intense something can feel when you take away all other sensations.”

The lights went black.

“No ability to see what’s happening to you,” Goliath continued. “No way of hearing.”

A whirring noise sounded around the pool, his voice growing in volume, but no other sound was decipherable except Goliath’s words. I swam to the kicking damsel and found her mouth, placing the oxygen tube firmly around her face.

She could breathe now, but…

“There will be no tasting anything but the very life you breathe, Little Lamb.”

Wrapping my fist around the little woman, I locked her against my body, forcing her to sink to the bottom with me. The bubbles blew her wild hair around my face, and the wavy dark strands reminded me of an exotic mermaid. How fitting in this tank.

“Your next lesson, Ezello. Experience the intensity of touch.”

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