Page 9 of Fetch

“Fuuck.”

“Lie down on your coffee table, rest the controller on your pussy, and put your hands above your head.” I have to fight the urge to go to her apartment, break down her door, and take what’s mine. It’s too soon. She’s not ready. But the sound of her whimpering has my cock so fucking hard that I can barely breathe.

I hear her clearing off her table, her breaths shallow. Roxy is easier to dominate than I thought she would be. Easier to control and manipulate. She’s been neglected for so long it didn’t take much to get her panties off. I only wish I could see how her pussy glistens for me.

“O-okay. I’m lying down. I don’t know why I’m doing this…” she murmurs the last part.

“Because you like being my little doll. You like me positioning you the way I want. It makes your skin hot and your cunt wet.”

“Fuck,” she whispers.

“If I was there with you, your wrists would be tied. And it would be my tongue making you fall apart.” I unzip my pants and set my cock free. I’m so close to bursting. But I want us to cum at the same time.

She whimpers again. “You would tie me up?”

“Mmm. I would. You’d like that. I bet you wish you were tied up right now.” I stroke my shaft, imagining all the ways I would confine her and bind her so she could never get away.

“I’ve never been tied up, so I don’t know.” The ache in her voice is killing me. Fucking hell. I will be the first man to do these vile things to her. She’ll beg for her freedom. For her sanity. But I won’t give it to her until she’s foaming at the mouth. And then I’ll be her savior. She’ll be so grateful for the release that she’ll do anything I tell her to.

“I think you do know. The idea of it is making you so fucking hot, isn’t it? Don’t lie to me, pretty girl. I’ll know.”

She whimpers again. “I’ve fantasized about it before…”

I know her fantasies better than she does. Fucking hell. “Look at the screen, Jilly girl. Do you see what I’m holding?”

“Oh, fuck. Yes.”

I aim the auto grenade launcher at her avatar. “I want to hear you scream when you cum. That’s the payment you owe me.”

I can tell she’s shaking by the quickness of her breath. “Please… I’m so close.”

A sadistic chuckle flutters out of me as I press the trigger. A flurry of grenades assaults her avatar without relief.

She gasps and cries out. I hear something smack against her table. Fuck. “I’m cumming…” she squeals.

“Mmm, thatta girl. Talk to me. How much cum are you spilling for me?” I stroke my cock faster, the blood rushing to the tip. I squeeze my pre cum out and roll my thumb through it.

“It-it came out fast… Fuck, that’s never happened before,” she cries.

Damn, I need to be in that apartment. I pump my cock harder. “Did you squirt for me, pretty girl?”

“Yes,” she whines.

Fuck. I wish I could lick her clean. “You made a mess, didn’t you?”

Her breath is erratic. “It’s all over my table.”

I bite my lip as a spasm rushes down my shaft. I grit my teeth.She can’t hear me cum. Not this time. I jerk and shake as an orgasm shatters me. I roll my hips off the couch and cum into my palm.

“Lick it off.”

She gasps. “What? I’m not doing that.”

I keep stroking my shaft with my left hand while my cum still pools out into my right palm. “Do it. Get on your hands and knees… and clean up your fucking mess.”

I bite my lip so hard that blood fills my mouth. I can hear her shifting around again, obeying my every command.

“No. I can’t do this. It’s disgusting.” She groans.

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