She keeps her eyes on me as I slide two fingers into her mouth and press firmly on the back of her tongue. Her throat tightens around my fingers, making her choke as drool begins to slide out of the corners of her mouth. I bring my free hand up to wipe the drool across her face, admiring her beauty. The only thing I can think about right now is her crawling to the bed and begging me to fuck her.
Thoughts of her dripping cunt swaying as she crawls on her knees for me is enough to make my cock painfully hard. I pull my fingers out of her mouth, and she closes it, but I wasn't done with her. "Did I tell you to close your mouth?"
Her eyes light up, and she opens wide again, finding the familiar position with her tongue sticking out. I smile downbefore leaning in and spitting directly onto it. Her cheeks flush, turning the perfect shade of crimson, but she doesn't dare close her mouth this time. I watch in awe of her as the combination of our spit rolls down her tongue and drips onto her chin. She’s a mess, and I love every bit of it.
"You can close your mouth."
Reaching down, I unbutton my pants to slide both my jeans and boxers off before kicking them over to the side of the room. Her gaze leaves mine for the first time and lands on my cock, eyes lighting up with excitement. I lean in and rub it along her wet tongue, teasing her with it.
Her chest heaves up and down when I back away to step behind her. I push between her shoulder blades, guiding her face to the dirty carpet, and pull her ass up in the air. My hand slides between her legs, and just like I expected, she's drenched.
"You're so desperate, so wet. A perfect fuck toy." Her entire body shivers over my degrading words. She loves hearing them almost as much as I love saying them.
There is a small bottle of lube on the bed that I grab before squirting a copious amount on her backside. I slide my hand along the wetness coating it all the way down to her pussy and back up to her ass before slowly sliding a finger into her back hole.
"Seb," she groans, not expecting me to use this part of her.
"How many times do I have to correct you?" I say as I begin pumping my finger in and out to give her enough time to adjust.
"I... um," she starts to say but trails off as she begins to feel the pleasure. I push a second finger in, less carefully, as punishment for her not answering me, and she cries out, tightening around my fingers.
"Do you want me to use you?" I say.
"Yes, sir," she groans and finally relaxes into my touch.
My eyes roam up and down her body, and I take a moment to admire her beauty. No wonder Barrett and Kyler are obsessed with her. She's perfect. My fingers move quicker in and out of her ass, and she whimpers and moans, silently begging me for more. Every piece of her is enticing in a way I've never encountered before.
I bring my other hand down to cup her pussy, and she gasps. My fingers find their way to her clit as I rub small circles around it.
"Do you want to come, Callie?" I ask as I pick up my pace.
"Yes, please, sir," she begs, but I'm not giving her that just yet.
She is close, but it's too soon for her to get off. She isn't messy enough yet, so I pull my fingers from her and watch as her body sags over the loss of contact. She turns her head enough to be able to look back at me, and I smile down at her.
"You didn't think it would be that easy, did you, trouble?" I ask, and her eyes shine with lust.
I step away from her briefly to wash my hands before grabbing another item from the pile of toys on the bed and bending down in front of her.
"Suck," I state firmly.
Her mouth pops open, and I push thesilver metal of the butt plug into it, allowing her to coat it with her saliva. After a moment, I pull it out of her mouth with a popping noise and step behind her to bring a hand down onto one of her ass cheeks.
"Fuck," she cries out, not expecting the slap.
"You have a safe word, Callie. Unless I hear the word pickle come from your mouth, I won't be stopping until I'm damn well ready."
"I can take it, sir," she assures me, and thoughts of the other day come to mind. She trusted me enough to admit when she reached her limit then, so there's no reason she won't do the same now.
Pride fills me as I push the plug inside her. She stretches around it so perfectly while her body squirms and struggles around the cuffs binding her arms.
"Stay still," I say as I continue to push the plug in slowly so as to not hurt her.
"Seb, it's too much. I can't."
"You'll take what I give you and thank me for it." I push the plug past its peak, and in a flash, it buries itself inside her. A soft moan leaves her lips, and I wait for a further response, but nothing comes. Once she relaxes, I slam a hand down on her ass cheek, making her jerk and moan.
"I believe I told you you're supposed to thank me, trouble." I spread her pussy wide and plunge two fingers deep inside her. Having both her holes filled is going to make this so much more intense, and I love that I'm the one doing it to her. Icurve my fingers and rub along the walls, feeling the plug on the other side.