CHAPTER FOUR
He doesn’t say anything as he approaches me. I hear footsteps then feel him grab my ass cheeks and spread them. He leans in close as if he’s inspecting me and my face flushes.
“She’s soaked,” he announces, as if he’s announcing a scientific discovery.
I cringe thinking about all these strangers hanging on to his every word.
“Seems like one cock wasn’t enough to do the trick,” he says. “A greedy little slut like her probably needs more than one. Am I right?”
I hear some male cheers and my face flushes again.
He grabs my hair and pulls. Hard.
“What do you think, slut?” he asks. “Do you need another cock?”
I don’t know what to say. He pulls harder.
“I said,” he repeats, yanking even harder. “Do. You. Need. Another. Cock?’” He punctuates each word with a sharp pull. My back arches and my heart races.
“No,” I blurt out.
“Well, too bad,” he says, letting go of my hair, “because you’re going to get one.”
“Fuck you,” I spit.
“Oh, you will,” he says.
“You’re an asshole.”
“And you’re a whore,” he says.
I hear the sound of clinking and then feel something fleshy prod my entrance.
“Take it all, slut,” he says as he slides his cock in.
I gasp as he fills me up.
“Tell me you don’t love that,” he says.
“I don’t love it,” I mumble as he begins thrusting.
“Liar,” he says.
A second later, I hear him shifting and then something pressing up against the front of my cunt.
“Tell me again that you don’t want to get fucked,” he says as he presses it close against my clit.
I realize it’s the vibrator.
“I don’t want...” I stammer as pleasure ripples through my body. Even though the toy is meant to be inserted inside, the vibrations are still powerful when it’s pressed right up against my clit.
“That’s what I thought, slut,” he says. “You’re getting off on being used like this, aren’t you?”
He presses the toy even harder and I feel an orgasm approaching. Right when it’s about to hit, he pulls it away.
“Not yet, slut,” he says. “You come when I say you come.”
He continues thrusting and then a few seconds later presses the toy closer to me again.
“Come,” he says.
It takes every ounce of willpower in me to stop myself from coming. I don’t want to give him the satisfaction.
He laughs. “Oh, we want to play that game?”
He turns the vibrations up again and it’s almost unbearable. I feel myself losing control.
“If you weren’t a slut,” he says, “you wouldn’t be enjoying this so much. But you’re about to come right now, aren’t you? And there’s nothing you can do about it.”
He turns it up once more, and my body explodes.
He pulls out and then I feel something hot squirt all over my lower back. It takes me a second to realize he’s come on me. As I feel the hot liquid drip between my ass cheeks, I blush. But there’s nothing I can do about it.
He wipes a finger through the hot liquid and then holds it up to my mouth.
“Suck,” he says.
I purse my lips and he pinches my nose, forcing my mouth open. I suck on his finger, hating him.
“Good little slut,” he says.
He turns back on the vibrator and holds it to my cunt while his finger stays in my mouth.
“Come for me,” he says.
I hate this man so much, but I’m so turned on I can’t help it. I writhe as I suck on his finger, and an orgasm courses through me.
When the pleasure’s drained through my body, he turns off the toy and withdraws his finger.
I wait, shackled on the table, until I hear a new voice: “Untie her.”