Page 71 of Good Girl

He removes his thumb, and I let my head fall back against the backrest and my eyes close. “Okay, Daddy.”

As soon as the words leave my mouth, I feel the slide of Viper’s dick as he pulls back and then slams back into my pussy. The ropes over my shoulders and thighs press into my skin with every thrust. He is so deep inside of me that I wish I could widen my legs and let him in even more.

But I can’t.

I’m held in place by this web of ropes, twisted and tied around my body in a beautiful pattern of diamonds and knots.

I don’t have to do anything.

Not to hold myself up.

Not to make myself available to them.

All I have to do is trust the ropes and trust them.

And did Angel say I could come as many times as I want to?

No…wait…

He said that I’ll want to come more than once and that I have permission.

A snapping sound snags my attention and is followed by a loud vibration.

Oh, shit. Is it that same toy?

Oh, god. Yesterday’s car ride. I get it now.

Relentless orgasms until I black out.

I’m in a very similar position, but this time, instead of their hands restraining me, it’s Angel’s ropes.

I jolt in place, expecting the next sensation I feel to be the vibrator against my clit as Viper fucks into me, but instead, hands come down over my collarbones and cup my breasts, squeezing and playing with them. Fingers pinch at my nipples, twisting and tweaking, and I turn into a panting mess as streaks of fire shoot down to my pussy.

Keeping my eyes squeezed shut is a mistake, though.

Angel abandons one of my nipples before pinching the other and pulling it away from my body. Torment floods my boob and makes my pussy clench tightly.

“Daddyyyyy,” I whine, then squeal as an intense pinching pain zings right through my nipple. My eyes fly open, and I look down at my chest, which he is now massaging, and see a tiny black clamp hanging from my reddened tip. A chain dangles from the clamp, and as Angel starts giving the other nipple the same treatment, I see the other clamp a second too late.

A white-hot pulse of fire blooms from both of my boobs, and tension locks up all my muscles as my brain tries to determine if this feels good or bad.

Viper grunts. “Fuck, she likes that. Her pussy just squeezed my cock. Tug on the chain.”

Angel must have already had the same thought, because the chain is immediately tugged away from my body. My nipples follow the chain, and where the pain had started to dull, it now screams its presence. “Oh, no, no, no.”

He pays me no mind and gently pulses the chain, stretching everything just that little bit extra with each crook of his finger.

The hum of the vibrator can barely be heard over the rushing of blood in my ears, but I fucking feel it the moment it touches my clit. “Oh, shit.”

Completely against my control, my pussy spasms, hard. All my focus goes to the vibrating wand pressing against my clit, while the vibrator tries to suck my soul out of my pussy. I’m too sensitive from the orgasm only a few minutes ago, but my brain shuts down and my mouth falls open as I silently scream.

The pain in my nipples becomes distant, and even though I can feel Viper moving, the slide of his dick is secondary to the fucking vibrations.

My core is on fire. I’m wet, so, so wet. My breasts ache. My thighs are burning. I need more. I need less. I can’t, this is too quick. My clit is fucking burning. It feels ten times its normal size. I want my knees wider. I want them closer together. I want another dick inside of me. I need something. Everything. More. I need more.

There is a wailing noise coming from somewhere, and it barely registers that it's coming from me as the fire inside me hurtles toward the edge.

Sweat breaks out on the back of my neck, and I start to thrust with Viper, grinding up onto the toy as much as my bindings will let me. His ice-blue eyes stare back at me, that feral look of hunger from the first night there again. Like he is going to make me hurt and enjoy it at the same time. He never once moves the toy, instead keeping it pressed into my clit with enough pressure that I won’t be able to dislodge it with any amount of movement.

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