“I know part of you is ashamed because you’re worried what people will think about you if you’re in a relationship with me, but I think yourrealconcern is how soaking wet it makes you to be my littlewhore,” he said, putting enough emphasis on the last word that she couldn’t miss it.
Her pussy clenched hard, confirming that he hadn’t missed the mark with the harsh term. Fingering her roughly, he decided to drive the point home. “You like that, don’t you? You like being with a big, strong billionaire who makes you come and then pays you for it like his little fucktoy.”
Pulling his fingers out again, he slapped her clit sharply three times.
Jenna screamed again, then said something incoherent as she bucked on the table.
“Tell me what you are and tell me what you need,” Mark ordered, resting his fingers on her now pink pussy.
She looked up at him with wide eyes glistening with unshed tears but said nothing.
“Tell me, little girl, or I’ll spank this sore little clit hard enough to make youreallyscream.”
Her mouth dropped open, then closed, then opened again as she said in barely above a whisper, “I’m your little whore, doctor. Please let me come.”
Mark reached into his pocket and pulled out the wad of cash, holding it up for Jenna to see. “I’m going to give you one hundred dollars for each time you come for me, and you won’t complain about it, will you my little whore?”
Jenna whimpered, shaking her head quickly from side to side.
Shoving the money back into his pocket, he moved his fingers to her entrance and thrust three of them inside her, curling them up. Then he reached with his other hand to adjust the vibrator so the tip was resting directly against her clit.
It was only seconds before Jenna exploded, her scream nearly rattling the windows as she came. Mark held his fingers still through that climax, then began finger-fucking her pussy hard and fast, and within another minute or so she was crying out as a second orgasm overtook her. She attempted to twist away from his fingers, but he just kept thrusting them in and out of her roughly.
Then she started begging.
“Please, doctor, no more, please, I promise I’ll be good, I’ll take the money.” She was speaking so quickly her words blended together.
“Yes, you will. But two orgasms aren’t nearly enough for a needy little concubine like you.”
Another hard clench at his words, and then she was gyrating against his hand and crying out his name as she climaxed a third time. Mark reached up and turned the vibrator to a higher setting, then resumed fingering her with a slower, deeper rhythm.
She was making continuous sounds now, small mewls that crescendoed into screams as she was forced over the edge into a fourth and finally a fifth orgasm back-to-back.
Switching the vibrator off at last, Mark counted out five hundred dollars, then set the small stack of bills on her bare tummy as she caught her breath. Shucking off his pants and boxers, he climbed onto the table, moving toward the top until he was straddling Jenna’s face.
“Open,” he commanded as he placed the swollen tip of his engorged cock against her lips.
Jenna seemed to be in a post-orgasmic daze as she complied, taking the tip of his cock into her mouth. She sucked on it eagerly, closing her eyes and making contented sounds around it as if it was soothing her.
Mark began thrusting his hips, pushing his length down her throat and then pulling back out again so just the tip rested in her mouth.
Fuck, her mouth felt amazing. He knew he wouldn’t last long. He’d been about to burst for hours now.
“If I have to do this again, Jenna, it won’t be my finger or even a speculum in your tight little bottom. What do you think it will be?” Jenna opened her eyes to look at him pleadingly, but he kept on fucking her mouth. “Answer me.”
“Yo cock sphir,” she said, her words muffled by his cock.
“That’s right,” Mark said, his breathing quickening.
He picked up the pace then, thrusting deeply into her throat and pulling back only slightly when he heard her gagging on his length. Tears began streaming from the corners of her eyesas she looked up at him, though her expression was much more peaceful than it had been during the majority of her punishment.
Mark grunted as he felt himself getting close, and when Jenna began swirling her tongue over the head each time he pulled out of her throat he knew he was only seconds away.
“Close your eyes,” he told her, his voice strained with the effort of not shooting his seed down her throat that instant.
Jenna looked confused for a moment but did as he asked.
“Good girls get to swallow. Bad little whores get my cum all over their face,” he managed to tell her before he pulled out of her mouth and shot copious amounts of his warm seed all over her cheeks, her nose, and her forehead.