Page 69 of Devil's Bargain

“How about your mom? Do you want her video released to the world? How do you think it would make her feel if everyone saw how much she loves to choke on cock?” He takes a step toward me as my eyes flick over to the screen.

Jared is on his knees on the bed with his hands wrapped around my mom’s ankles on his shoulders. The sick smile playing over his lips as he pounds into her makes me nauseous. My stomach turns, and I press my palm over my mouth.

“In a minute, he’ll pull out and coat her chest in cum. Then he’ll fuck her mouth until she passes out from drugs and lack of oxygen.”

I squeeze my eyes shut against the tears threatening to well up. I will not cry in front of this man.

“Do you know who I am?” he asks as he stops in front of me, brushing his fingertips over my lips. He sinks one deep inside my mouth. “I’m someone very powerful!”

When I suck on his finger, he smiles. I don’t know what the fuck is wrong with me.

“They have you well trained.” He inserts a second finger, pumping it slowly. “Are you growing wet, sweet angel?”

I nod. I can already feel it dampen my silk panties. The demand in his eyes and posture is such a turn-on. He terrifies me, but that’s part of the appeal.

He removes his fingers and slaps me hard across the face. It’s such a surprise that I cry out and stare at him in shock and bewilderment.

He soothes my cheek before slapping me again.

A whimper slips past my lips, but not one of fear. No…. It’s a needy sound.

He wraps his hand around my throat, slides his fingers through my wet folds and plunges two inside me with no care that it hurts. And like a greedy slut, I grind into his palm. “You like pain!” He inserts a third finger.

I hiss through my teeth and my tears finally spill out as pussy juices trickle down my thighs.

“It’s okay, sweet angel. No one judges you here.” He pulls out and slaps me again before sliding his fingers back inside.

I nearly fucking come!

“That’s it, good girl! Look at me!”

His fingers dig into my throat as he leans close to my face, watching my every reaction. “What a perfect little whore you are!”

I mewl, clamping around his fingers.

He throws me down on the hard, cold floor. “Crawl to me.”

I get on my hands and knees and crawl toward him until his leather shoes are in my sight. He takes two steps back. I follow.

My pussy throbs, unlike anything I’ve ever experienced before. I don’t know this man, but he can fulfill my every need right now.

“Good girl!”

He takes another step back, and I crawl after him. The hard floor digs into my knees.

“Lie down.”

I do, my cheek pressed against the cold marble.

He puts his shoe on the side of my face but doesn’t apply pressure. His intention is to humiliate me.

Liquid heat pours through me like a tsunami, leaving me panting in the wake of its destruction.

“What do you want more? To be hurt or fucked?”

I don’t hesitate. “Both!”

His deep chuckle makes my pussy clench. He pulls me up by my hair and I cry out, tears springing to my eyes. My scalp burns.

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