Page 80 of Captivated By Danger

Her pussy so mothafuckin’ fire.

She tasted so mothafuckin’ good.

The taste and smell of her were such an aphrodisiac that my dick still hadn’t gone down. My weed was strong as fuck and I could still smell her pussy in the air. She finally broke my stare and looked at the people performing on stage. Bringing women to Chokers as an introduction was a standard practice of mine. I wanted to show them one last time what they’d be getting themselves into, and to also give them one last time to back out. Shit, the way Greysen’s pussy gripped and sucked me in, I’d be a little disappointed if she’d changed her mind, but the way her body posture changed every time the Dom on stage spanked his sub, and how she nibbled at her bottom lip every time he called her a slut told me that she was going to be with me until I was done with her.

The weed had finally hit Greysen because she was sucking on the gristle of that wing like someone was getting ready to take it from her. I couldn’t help staring at her because she was so relaxed, even though she was completely out of her element. Most of the women I’d been with would only eat light in front of me but would pig out at the house when they thought I wasn’t watching, so that was refreshing to see.

When she noticed me staring at her, she closed her mouth around the bone, and stared at me with wide eyes before dropping the bone on the plate.

“Oh. My. Gosh. I am so embarrassed. I promise you that I do not eat like a wild boar for real. I promise,” she said.

I chuckled. “It’s cool, Babygirl. I love a woman that can eat.”

She picked up another wing and tore at it instead of eating like she was before, making me laugh and shake my head.

“Can I ask you a question, Sir? Do you have… ooh.” She shifted in her seat. “Your cum is still leaking out of me. Jesus, is it always gonna be so much?”

My dick jumped on its own. I rolled my neck around to calm myself down a little.

“Anyway, do you have one of those X boards in your sex room. And is it in the room that you have to have a code to get in?”

Smirking, I nodded my head. Her nosy ass. She was the first woman to venture her ass in my room. I never had to tell them to stay out of my room. It seemed like an unspoken rule, so imagine my surprise when I looked at my cameras to see her holding one of my shirts up to her nose. I also got an alert when she’d twisted the doorknob of the coded room.

“Is that something that we are going to be using?”

I leaned forward, gaining her undivided attention. “I am going to anchor you to the board by your wrists and ankles. While you’re bound, I’m going to clamp your nipples and because they are so big…” I reached for the collar of her dress and pulled it down, freeing her breasts. Her nipples were so hard. “Yes… see. They are going to fit into the nipple clamps perfectly. While your nipples are clamped, I’m going to put my clit enlarger on your clit and pump it up.”

“Sir,” she whispered.

“And when your clit is as swollen as it can get, I will use the tip of my tongue and dance it lightly, almost feather-like.”

She swallowed. “Is… is any of that going to… hurt?”

“Babygirl,allof it is going to hurt.”

She inhaled deep and sat back in her seat. She picked up her water and took a few sips.

Looking back at the stage, she asked, “Are we going to go up there?”

“Do you want to go up there?”

She shook her head quickly.

“Have you ever been up there?”

“Yes.”

She leaned forward. “With everyone watching?”

“Yes.”

“Oh.” Her lips formed into an O shape.

“Any more questions, Ms. Greysen?”

She licked her lips. “It’s not a question… more of a statement. You really fuck like you’re thirty-seven.”

I laughed. “Is that so? How many thirty-seven-year-olds have you fucked?”

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