Page 44 of Violent Love: Viktor
I’m a little sweaty from a run this morning. Make sure you lick and suck everywhere—give me a proper clean,” I said with a smirk she couldn’t see.
She shuffled backward, away from the edge of the bed, kneeling obediently.
“No. Lie on your back. Head off the edge. You’re going to lick my crack and my sack this morning,” I added, stripping off my clothes.
She didn’t hesitate. Just shifted into position, lying flat, her head dropping over the edge. The chain between her nipples tugged tight with the movement, making her whimper.
I ignored it and unzipped the snout.
When I climbed over her face and lowered my ass onto her waiting tongue, I cursed the camera for not catching the angle. Her mask beneath me. Her tongue brushing my crack. She stuck it out and licked—slow and filthy. She worked her way in, tongue spearing the seam.
My cock throbbed, already leaking.
“Stick it in my asshole,” I said, slapping her right breast.
She hesitated for only a second. Then her tongue found the rim again—circling, probing—before she tried to push it in.
Stab—stab.
I relaxed my ass until the tip of her tongue breached me.
“Yeah. Oh, my dirty little bitch. Go deeper. Get a good taste,” I rasped, tugging on the silver chains, torturing her nipples until she squirmed—moaning into my ass.
She held onto me from behind and lifted her face, tongue pushing deeper inside.
God damn. She was so fucking good.
Her tongue worked back and forth, satisfying the edge of my anger.
“Pull out and lick my rim before giving me your tongue again. Make me nice and clean.”
I waited until she was finished before dragging my balls over her masked chin. Her tongue was already out, bathing the boys before I could utter a word. Licking and sucking like a desperate whore. Her legs were clenched, thighs rubbing together.
I smiled and dipped my middle finger into her sopping wet cunt. Her legs spread open and sucked me in with vigour. I lifted my balls out of her mouth and fed her my cock. Her jaw was wide open, like a baby bird begging to be fed.
Watching my cock sink into her open mouth made me stand up.
I wasn’t missing this shit for the world.
Chapter 20
Natalya
My Master let me worship his body, and I obeyed every command that echoed through my blind world.
I ached to be filled every time I sucked his cock. Every morning and night, when I felt his warmth beside me, the desperation grew worse. It was making me crazy.
When would I be worthy?
He thrust harder, grunting when my teeth grazed him. I opened wider, almost gagging as the rounded tip pushed past my tight opening. My nipples ached, but my pussy ached more.
Another hard thrust, and he was buried in my neck. My pussy leaked until my inner thighs were damp. I rubbed my tongue over the cock, stuffing my mouth. I couldn’t see it, but I remembered every curve—how it tilted slightly to the right, the veins I traced with my tongue. Those heavy balls that hung down. They felt best when they smacked against my lips and face.
I gripped the back of his thighs, desperate for those balls to smack my face again. I wished I wasn’t wearing the mask, just so I could feel them on my skin. Master obliged, and my empty pussy contracted.
“You want it all, don’t you?” he murmured before fucking his cock so deep into my neck, I felt his balls slap against the mask.
I moaned around his cock, writhing on the bed.
