Page 31 of Such A Good Girl

Dragging his tongue over me had me trembling against his face, my eyes closing at the exquisite sensation.

‘Oh my god,’ I whispered, clenching my fingers amongst his tresses and trying to gain more friction. He pinned my hips to the rough floorboards and held me still, taunting me with slow, steady licks.

‘Now, now greedy girl. You take what I give you. Otherwise you’ll be back in that cage for the night and I’ll send you home without fucking you into tomorrow.’

My legs shook as he resumed the tantalisingly slow licks, torturing me with pleasure. When he slipped two fingers inside me, curling them upward, he put me right on the edge, balanced between madness and heaven.

My world became nothing but that moment, his tongue making everything else cease to exist. There was nothing but the smoky wood scent from the fire, the warm fingers pinning my hips and the exasperating feel of his tongue against my clit.

‘Please, can I come?’ I begged, arching my back to press harder against his mouth.

‘Bark for me,’ he said, grinning from between my thighs.

‘What?’

‘Bark. Like. A. Dog.’

Humiliation swamped me. I couldn’t.

‘Why?’ I asked.

‘Because you should want to please your owner. No matter what he asks. And because it will flood this pretty cunt to debase yourself for me. I want to taste your embarrassment, Ashley.’

My breath shook. I couldn’t. Could I?

‘And if I don’t?’ I whimpered.

‘Then you won’t get to come in my mouth, Pet. And I won’t fuck you until you forget your own name.’

I wanted that.

Ineededit.

Fuck.

Pushing my hands over my face, I did it. I let out a yelp, humiliation swallowing me up.

‘There’s a good girl. That wasn’t so hard, was it?’ Bobby fit his mouth over my pussy and laid a barrage of harsh, intense licks on me. His fingers drove into me, and fireworks flashed behind my eyelids.

Then he stilled.

‘No,’ I groaned.

‘You know what to do. Pet.’

I barked again, being rewarded with a volley of licks that had me looking fucking possessed with the way my body jerked.

Each bark eroded my dignity a little further. But the more I debased myself, the more he rewarded me between my legs.

With my hands still covering my eyes, he tipped me over the edge, swallowing my orgasm and driving his tongue deep inside me as I practically crushed his face.

Tears welled beneath my fingers as he worked my pussy until I was nothing but a pile of broken flesh, spaced and blissed out.

When he flipped me onto my stomach, I barely registered it. Bobby stroked my back, his hands running over my thighs and ass.

‘Did he ever fuck you here?’ He asked, his voice thick with lust. His fingers danced over my asshole.

‘No.’ The room was fuzzy, and I was floating somewhere outside myself.

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