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Jack raises an eyebrow, in fact both, and shoves the Jack & Coke across the bar. It slides and splashes up against the newcomers wrist, splashing over the very edge and shorting out any fancy machinery.

"You came to the wrong place, if you don't want to loose your senses, boy."

Jack cracks his neck, and says in a slightly more friendly tone.

"Besides. There is no age limit to imaginary drinks."
 
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I cry out, my back arching so that my shoulders dig in against your chest, my hips rising with your curled fingers. I gasp a little at the pain of the fingers inside of me, at the same time growing wetter than at any point before, my hips moving against you.

I whimper slightly.
 
He shackes his head and whips off the mess from his wrist computer.

Oh hardy har har. I don`t think alcohol is healthy for anyone.

He takes off his helmet, sets it down, grabs the glass, and takes a drink.

Not many people around, you get many visitors?
 
I cry out, my back arching so that my shoulders dig in against your chest, my hips rising with your curled fingers. I gasp a little at the pain of the fingers inside of me, at the same time growing wetter than at any point before, my hips moving against you.

I whimper slightly.

I chuckle in your ear, and wiggle my fingers around in a circle. Brushing against the tender, slick walls with my calloused skin. My tongue rides like sandpaper along your throat. Then slowly I spin you around, and lengthen my frame long the bed until your laying atop of me with my fingers still inside of you. I kiss your lips.

"Well... What do you have to say, kitty?"
 
He shackes his head and whips off the mess from his wrist computer.

Oh hardy har har. I don`t think alcohol is healthy for anyone.

He takes off his helmet, sets it down, grabs the glass, and takes a drink.

Not many people around, you get many visitors?

"It's not a social club..."

Jack replies. Before tilting a bottle of Jack and draining half of it.

"Or a knitting club, in case you were hoping."
 
Stranded on top of you, I almost whimper, my body moving against my will, rubbing against yours. Your kiss tastes strong as I fight to find enough sense for words, my mind half slipping away already.

"I . . " Only one thing comes to mind, and I blush slightly even as my voice holds a good measure of desperation, "Please use me, Sir . . . "

They are the only words that come to mind.
 
"I am using you."

I speak bluntly, but sharply my fingers continue to dig inside of you. Now my other hand slides down the rear of your body, underneath the waistband and between the crack of your butt. I brush a finger along your asshole.

"Can't you feel it?"

I ask, and push my hips up, rubbing my throbbing cock against your belly but nowhere near where you want it.
 
This time I give in to the whimper, squirming on top of you, biting my lip and nodding, before burring my face against your chest. My body moves on top of you, begging for more, my eyes closing as my small hands curl into fists.

"Please, I want you to fuck me . . . please . . . "
 
I can tell that I can push you further. You haven't even cried yet, so as cute and cuddly as your tiny fists and trembling frame is... I'm not ready to give you what you want. That is one of the ways I can be so very cruel. I tease you more, strumming your clit, and wiggling a finger against your asshole. Gently opening that hole, until the tip of my digit is just inside all of that sensitive skin.

"You're really going to have to do better," I say in a dry voice, though I do have to work a bit to keep it that way as my cock throbs between us, and my chest warms where your hot breath cascades against the skin.
 
I gasp and cry out as I feel your finger in my ass, trying to press back further onto it.

"Ah- please!" There is desperation in my voice, tears gathering in my eyes, though not spilling. I writhe on top of you, trying to fill myself with your fingers, trying to grind my swollen clit harder against them.

My face falls back against your chest and my cheek presses against your warm flesh. My breath trembles over one of your nipples as my face moves against you slightly, my lips brushing against the sensitive flesh.
 
The squirming has turned me on, I get that, but what is pushing the pre-cum to the tip of my engorged dick is the high pitched, and incredibly cute whining coming from your dry lips before they brush across my skin. I push my fingers in deeply, both of them at the same time, before sliding them free. The back runs up your spine, dragging my nails across the skin, and the front quickly makes it's way to your mouth. I push the two fingers from your cunt, into your mouth, and lightly scratch your shivering back with the other hand.

"I'm sorry... What was it you were begging for?"

I ask these words sarcastically, the joy at your torment lacing every word heavily, as I tilt your face up so that you are straining and staring into my happily dancing eyes.
 
I cry out sharply as your fingers thrust into me sharply. My entire body tenses and lifts some, and then curls against you as your nails run up my back. I willingly take your fingers into my mouth, whimpering as I suck them clean, my tongue moving over them as I am forced to look into your eyes, tears slowly falling.

I whimper as I suck on them, my body moving with your fingernails, my back arching as your nails move up, and curling as you run them down.

As your fingers free my mouth to speak I tremble, "Please- Please fuck me- pleeassse."

I ache inside, my hips grinding down against you, torment bright in my eyes.
 
I capture the picture in my mind and hold it there. Waiting for you to look away, and only once you do I smile and crane my neck to lick one, then two, and finally a third tear from your face. Craning further, I whisper into your ear before nibbling on it:

"I'm going to fuck you now..."

I leave the breathless words swimming in your ear as I rise, and leave you face first in the bed. The zipper of my crotch zips quickly down, and I press the head of my cock between your oozing pussy lips after simply pressing the panties away to the side. I drive deeply, the force pressing your chest and shoulders into the mattress before I reach for you hair, and pull your arching body up into the air.

My hips began to slam into your ass.

I grab the cuffs, and pull you further vertical until you ear is at my mouth.

"Now what do you say?"
 
Even as I fall from your chest, strait down into the couch, I feel a moment of elation, my stomach jumping with excitement, my entire body on fire with arousal, and then I hit the couch. It seems an agony, hearing your zipper, wanting everything to go faster- and then you are pressing against me, into me.

I cry out at the hard, deep thrust, but scream as you grab my hair and pull me up. The tears come faster now, my breath sharp and shallow ans you begin to use me in this new way. The strain on my arms causes me to sop slightly, but I do not struggle, my cunt tightening slightly around you as you whisper in my ear.

"P-Please dont' stop . .thank you . .t hank you Sir . . . " My neck chords from the strain of my head being pulled so far back. I tremble in your hands, small sobs escaping me as I am pulled back onto your cock.
 
Each soft sob brings a fresh pulse through my dick; forcing it to grow a bit more and deposit small squirts of my own sex juices inside of you. Though it is just a drip, rather then the explosion you are hoping for I am sure. My arms flex and relax, keeping you on your knees, and in the air as I fuck up and into you; the angle provided allowing my to drive my cock fully inside of your tight little pussy.

Reaching around with an arm, I squeeze your breasts, and pull them away from your body. Allowing the nipples to slip through my pinching grasp before the slap back against your chest.

"You're welcome slut... But there is a better way to show me... How much, you're enjoying yourself."

I lean close, kiss a tear, and whisper, "Cum."
 
All it takes is that one word. On command, My body arches hard, instantly tensing, and then suddenly releasing with a scream. My breasts ache slightly from the way you pull on them, but that is forgotten as I cum on our cock. Pulsing around you, grasping and hungry for your cum, my cunt holds on to you tighter.

My entire body trembles as wave after wave of the orgasm rack me, finally leaving me feeling empty and bereft, your cock filling me keeping me tied to the moment when I would most likely slip into temporary darkness.
 
I hardly move a muscle as you orgasm around my throbbing cock.

The pleasure is nearly overwhelming as you pussy tries to squeeze the cum from my balls, but fails do only to my steely reserve. Before it ends I begin to push inside of you again, this time allowing you to fall forward out of my grasp and back onto the bed. My hands go to your ass, gripping tightly, and then I squeeze as I thrust deep inside of you from this different angle. I'm hitting new places, I can tell, but they are bringing the same reaction. My hand slides over your belly, under your panties, and I squeeze the delicately erected piece of sensitive flesh.

"I didn't tell you to stop. Cunt. That was feeling good finally..."
 
As you let go and I fall forward I give a small sob, squirming momentarily as you take a grip on my hips, thrusting inside of me again. I cry out, with both pleasure and slight discomfort at the new angle, my back arching.

As your hand come around to pinch at my clit I cry out louder, pushing back against you, burying my face in the couch. Your chastisement brings more tears to my eyes as I tremble. As you continue to torment me, thrusting, i gasp, my breath catching as I cry out again, my cunt repeating its earlier clutching and milking as another orgasm hits me, though weaker than the last.
 
The draining strength, but strengthening cries curl my dick upwards. I chuckle as it slides against your insides. Falling forward I land on all fours above you and growl deeply, it's almost a roar in fact, and then my face comes down to close to nibble upon the side of your neck. Well, if nibbling is really biting, chewing, and running long strokes of my wet tongue. My hips now drive down and into your small body, nailing you to the bed.

"There is no stopping now..."

I hiss the words, just in case you were wondering.
 
As you growl, my entire body trembles, my face buried deeper into teh couch as you fall on top of me, using my cunt. I cry out beneath you, especially as you start biting and chewing on my neck. I start to squirm, causing your cock to rub inside of me at different angles constantly, and causing me to cry out more.

I am completely at your mercy, your weight pushing my cuffed arms down against my back as I whimper.
 
I drive steadily onward. Making progress in exploring every inch of your pussy. Right up and against your cervix. I make sure there is not a nook or cranny I have not used. Once I am satisfied I move on to what gives me so much... Fun, during such times. Pulling your hair to the side to reveal one side of your face I bring my face against it, and blow hot air against your cheek as I wait for you to look at me. Once you do, I smile.

"Welcome to your new world. My world."

My free hand suddenly twists your wrists between us, driving your hands high up your back, twisting your elbows and shoulders powerfully.

"It's very painful..."

I pull up on the arms, using them to keep you a mere inch or two off the bed as my entire body drives forward, swinging you back and forth on aching joints.

"For you."
 
My eyes turn to you, a bit of nervous fear in them, even within the lust and pleasure. I cry out with every thrust, but as you twist and pull up I scream. I can't even struggle in this position. Tears run down my face as my breathing comes sharply.

I remble in fear now,a s much as anything else, my eyes closing with the continued pain as I sob, your cock still moving n and out of me, keeping me constantlyon the edge of pleasure as you hurt me.
 
I breathe deeply with every elongated thrust. Pushing my hips against your sweaty ass cheeks with as much force as I can muster behind the thrusts. I growl in pleasure that keeps my dick constantly hard. That at your little whimpers of intense pain. I can feel the strain on your shoulders as I kiss them, and continue to twist your arms. Finally, I feel the overwhelming urge to cum.

Pushing deep inside of you, and at the same time twisting your arms until the right and left both pop from their sockets simultaneously.

My cock pulses with your screams.
 
I scream so loud and hard my throat is raw, but it does not stop me. My back arched, my head back, i can feel you cumming inside of me, but it is a distant though compared to teh pain of my shoulders being dislocated.

The pain is excruciating, and I sob even at the end of my scream, my head falling forward as you hold me up, cries of pain escaping me between the sobs as my body lays beneath yours, full of your cock and your cum.
 
Walks inside the club, her tight fitting bandage dress barely covering her ample ass, hips natural swaying. She is trembling from excitement, and slight fear also. Her hair is carefree, a pretty halo of tight curls to her shoulders. Hearing a scream, she freezes in the hallway, contemplating on whether to stay, or go.
 
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