Page 168 of On a Fault Line

“Okay…”

“I’ll show you,” he says with a smile. “Reach behind you and grab the two leather ropes, one for each hand.”

When I comply, Collins gently lowers my ass into a seat made of soft straps of leather. He then places each of my feet into stirrups.

I watch, suspended, as he watches me. It feels like I’m as exposed—if not more—than I am when I visit the gynecologist and keep getting told to scoot closer to the end of the table.

And seeing how open my pelvis is from this position, I can definitely see the appeal of this device.

“Ready for some fun?” Collins challenges.

“With you? Absolutely.”

He stands between my spread legs and is directly lined up with my pussy.

Looping his thumbs along the sides of my panties, I think he’s going to rip them completely off, but instead he gets down on his knees before me. Placing his mouth directly over the fabric covering my opening, he licks and sucks the cotton into his mouth. Then he uses his teeth to grip some of the material and bite a hole right where my entrance is located.

It’s savage.

It’s feral.

And it’s causing me to leak out through the newly created hole.

Collins licks up my juices, making me squirm and thrash around in my swing.

“Easy, Princess. We don’t want to rush things.”

I moan out in pleasure and frustration that he’s not giving me the pressure I need.

Using his thumbs, he pulls the fabric of my panties to make a larger hole that will support the penetration of his cock.

Getting up from the floor, Collins admires his handiwork. “Perfect,” he says with a smirk. “You look like the most adorable little fuck doll that I’ve ever seen.”

I throw my head back over his filthy words, enjoying the effect they have on my mind and my body.

Taking his hard cock in his hand, Collins moves to the side where he can have access to my mouth. “Slobber on it. Get it all nice and wet so I can work you hard.”

I part my lips and am immediately stuffed full of Collins’s hard length. “Mmmph…”

His fingers grip a handful of my hair, using it as leverage. “That’s my girl. Take it deep. Yes, that’s it. Now, fucking drool all over it.”

“Uhgh…” I choke out, around his length. My eyes water but I don’t care. I’m a prisoner to this man and am loving every second of it.

Collins pulls back to give me air but then pushes inside again. “I won’t be gentle in this place, at least not when you decided to dress all innocent today.” He toys with my ripped panties while still thrusting inside my throat. “You can fool the outside world that you are some sweet thing, but in this cage, you become my whore.”

When his cock is lubricated with my spit, Collins pulls out of my mouth and lines himself up between my spread thighs.

As he slides into me with ease, I throw my head back in surrender, not worrying about anything other than submitting to the pleasure Collins wants to extract from me.

“You might have shown up looking like a good girl, but I’m going to fuck you like a bad girl.”

My pussy clenches as he thrusts in harder.

“Yessss…” I whimper, enjoying the fine line between pain and pleasure.

“Scream for me,” he coaxes. “I want this entire club to be envious of us.”

“Hmmm…” I moan quietly, but don’t comply. It’s a dangerous game I want to play.

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