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She feels his hands on her and resists the purr she feels rising in her chest. Instead, she steps away, teasing him like she would a customer. She turns around, licking her lips seductively.

Uh, uh.

She wiggles her finger rebukingly.

Touching costs extra.

Her mouth twitches with the smile it wants to form, but she forces it back and wiggles again, her hands once again rising in the air to sway with the music. She knows that teasing him is likely to have consequences, but she can't help tempting the dom, seeing how far she can push him.
 
It happens so fucking fast! I barely blink and I'm torn from his hot, throbbing cock, flung a few feet and landing face first on the mattress. I gasp in shock and try to get a handle on myself as I raise up on my hands and knees, groaning softly, panting hard. His iron grip encircles my hip and I stifle a whimper of fear, squirming as I prepare for the inevitable. I know what is to come, this isn't new to me but his power is, his force will be a surprise because I've not felt it before. Of course; new or not, I can still be surprised by force. I stupidly think he'll go easy, I always think they'll go easy because I am so often treated as the fragile and brittle one; stupidly...thus I think stupidly.

His hand comes down, my body braced for the impact...


-SMACK!-

I yelp softly, my flesh rippling with the force of the blow. I sink a little lower, the sting subsiding just a little before his hand comes down again; this time successively.

-SMACK!-

-SMACK!-

-SMACK!-

I cry out with the last and sink into the bed, my shoulders pressing the mattress as I pin my hands beneath my breasts, grasping the flesh there as the burn sendings vibrations through to my wanton cunt.

-SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK!-

My ass lifts still higher, pressing into his strikes as my ass wobbles and glows a bright scarlet. My cries growing in volume and pitch, I can't help it, my juices slide down the inside of my thigh. I was aroused long before this but the suspense is killing me!

-SMACK!-

The last catches me off guard, thinking more about how fucking needy my cunt is rather than the occurrances around me. I screech in a stingingly painful way, my ass rising up in agony against the blow as though it might help.

His fingers grip my wavy red hair in a flash, the force is swift and unrelenting, I am pulled back; choiceless. I cry out as my body is tortured into holding an unnatural position, I rock back with the power of it. His hips roll forward and I gasp in shock and hunger; fuck! He impales me on his shaft and I sink back into a pleasurable embrace all over again.

I cry a long unending moan as his vicious thrust sends me near into shock with wave after wave of ecstasy and I long to push back against him; his grip preventing movement on my part. He starts to thrust into me, fucking me all over again while his balls agitate my already pulsing clit, I moan and buck back against him; ignoring the pain it brings to my hair. I love the control he wields over me in this moment. Hand wrapped in my hair, my position, the delicious burn in my ass - all painful reminders of one thing; I don't have a choice. Fuck, I love it! I cry out in a long, breathless moan of entanglement


Pleeeeease let this little whore cum Sirrrr!! I can't...can't take it, pleeeease!!
 
She draws from me, eliciting a whimper from my throat, she takes and consumes, and I pray to whatever gods exist that she never stops. The heat and wetness on my leg is not enough. I crave more. I kiss her cheeks, taste her tears, and still crave her.

my tongue slides over her body, her nipples begging for attention, her breast proud and defiant at my hands needling abuse. I still crave, need, want more. I feel like I am dying.

My tongues slides lower, till I can taste her. Moves against her clit, my head trapped between her legs, and I lick at her excitement, her need, lapping it up and making it mine. Making her mine.


nails drag along the floor, back arching, head back, eyes closed, lips a giant O as a long whine of lust escapes...and this at the first touch of tongue to clit and I know this time, this time I simply won't survive...that my already shaking body will simply come apart...another touch and I'm curled up in a ball with both hands in her hair, curled so tightly turning into diamond I am sure..and then there's no air and I know its all ending and I want it this way to end me like this my body thrashing in violence and pounding at floor and flesh and gasping for something and the sounds are pathetic because I am nothing just this thing she holds and keeps and that is what I want and I'm cumming and everything is hips and cunt and cum and her her her...her's
 
he remains on the couch, his ears on a swivel ontop of his head, listening to the cries, the moans, letting the music bristle over his fur, slowly he let his head tilt to one side, with a yawn he huffed again, letting his eyes close
 
nails drag along the floor, back arching, head back, eyes closed, lips a giant O as a long whine of lust escapes...and this at the first touch of tongue to clit and I know this time, this time I simply won't survive...that my already shaking body will simply come apart...another touch and I'm curled up in a ball with both hands in her hair, curled so tightly turning into diamond I am sure..and then there's no air and I know its all ending and I want it this way to end me like this my body thrashing in violence and pounding at floor and flesh and gasping for something and the sounds are pathetic because I am nothing just this thing she holds and keeps and that is what I want and I'm cumming and everything is hips and cunt and cum and her her her...her's

Oh. Hell. she breaks and tears, and curls, and feeds me. I drink her orgasm down, holding it, keeping it. I can't stop her, nor could I deny her this, it's what I want. She's what I want and I am finally partially content, lick my lips, close my eyes and sigh content. For a moment.

I wrap around her, our limbs so intertwined on the floor that it is hard to tell us apart. I try to breathe, but can't. Tears slide down my cheeks though I don't notice them. I've never felt like this. ever. And what she does... she does.. she does for me.
 
Uh, uh.

Touching costs extra.

He chuckles softly, hiding his frustration as best he could. His brow raised slightly as he watched her sway to the music. Her comment about touching had triggered something in him, a reminder that sometimes it was just so delicious to take advantage of teases, to turn their own game upon themselves.

With this knowledge, he pulled her close and ran his fingers up her sensitive sides. Meanwhile, his teeth found her earlobe, and his growl reached her softly.


Put it on my tab, little one...

The hands ran slowly back down her sides, towards the material of her much-appreciated thong. They played near her core, but never actually touching, instead sliding down her thighs.
 
I turn and nod to Miss Sixxy

Very nice to meet you too!

Mesmerized by the seductive dance taking place and the lustful cries and shrieks coming from the various rooms, she stares off into space, catching glimpses of Oreo and Leo teasing each other like a grown up game of cat and mouse. Hearing a voice she turns and stammers...

I-it's very nice to meet you, too
 
Oh. Hell. she breaks and tears, and curls, and feeds me. I drink her orgasm down, holding it, keeping it. I can't stop her, nor could I deny her this, it's what I want. She's what I want and I am finally partially content, lick my lips, close my eyes and sigh content. For a moment.

I wrap around her, our limbs so intertwined on the floor that it is hard to tell us apart. I try to breathe, but can't. Tears slide down my cheeks though I don't notice them. I've never felt like this. ever. And what she does... she does.. she does for me.

perpetual tiny earthquakes fading...feeling her body holding mine and tangling together, inseparable...even with eyes closed my lips find each teardrop and savour it for the emotion it is, for the tiniest bit of her that it is...limbs, hands, feet wander over the landscape that is her body...my home through the looking glass except that everything makes sense the moment I stop thinking about it...my lips touch hers...barely...just the tiniest point of contact...a tonguetip slips out, finding hers, just the tips...a perfect circuit
 
His eyes darting back and forth between the writhing of the young girl and the pure expression of lust and need between two women. Holy Fuck. Is all my mind can muster. I finish my drink and ask for another. Although another drink is not what I want from the bartender.
 
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She squeaks slightly in surprise as he pulls her to him. She squirms at his hot breath on her ear, the pulling, the growl... She can't resist...

I prefer dollar bills...

She replies, stifling the grin that so badly wants to appear on her face more than anything. She tries her hardest not to let him know how much what he's doing is affecting her.
 
perpetual tiny earthquakes fading...feeling her body holding mine and tangling together, inseparable...even with eyes closed my lips find each teardrop and savour it for the emotion it is, for the tiniest bit of her that it is...limbs, hands, feet wander over the landscape that is her body...my home through the looking glass except that everything makes sense the moment I stop thinking about it...my lips touch hers...barely...just the tiniest point of contact...a tonguetip slips out, finding hers, just the tips...a perfect circuit

Mmm

A small pleading whimper, at the touch of her tongue. I close my eyes, and finally since I walked in, can breathe. Overwhelmed with my need for her earlier I could barely see straight, or apparently.. think it or be it... This thought has me giggling softly, as we kiss. My hand seeks out hers and for the moment all I want is to be close to her.

You. are beautiful. And I... am so lucky.
 
Mmm

A small pleading whimper, at the touch of her tongue. I close my eyes, and finally since I walked in, can breathe. Overwhelmed with my need for her earlier I could barely see straight, or apparently.. think it or be it... This thought has me giggling softly, as we kiss. My hand seeks out hers and for the moment all I want is to be close to her.

You. are beautiful. And I... am so lucky.

you are my dynamo..electricity pure and simple

my mirror and other half.



mine
 
His eyes darting back and forth between the writhing of the young girl and the pure expression of lust and need between two women. Holy Fuck. Is all my mind can muster. I finish my drink and ask for another. Although another drink is not what I want from the bartender.

Noticing the look of unabashed lust on his face, she walks around the corner of the bar and stands in front of him clad in her
outfit for the night
. Instead of handing him his drink she takes a finger, swirls it around in the amber colored liquid and lifts it to his lips.


Another, Dr J?
 
There's no relenting. Not truly. The pace changes. His hips fluid and the cadence hitched. The driving of his hips slows, turns to rolls and churning dips that angles his hard prick against her G-spot and keeps it there. Pressing, his weight sinking down on her little body, channeled through his hard shaft and plump crown to keep his prick crushing against that sensitive little place. Her sounds, the little pleas, falling on deaf ears. His breath hot against her back, low rumbles of satisfaction and want touching its way through her.

"Fuck." He says. Her pussy clenches against him. Grips and milks him. Those tight, slick muscles working nature's most intimate embrace. A means to coax his surrender. The ultimate battle simplified in that stark, potent instant.

But he doesn't come. He fights it back. He rocks his hips to slam his prick into that place inside her that makes her whimper, makes her gush. The wet spreading along her thighs soaking his and making taut skin glisten. It's a vision that he makes her witness, a strong hand pressing into the back of her head and forcing her to look down along her gorgeous little body to witness the lewd stretch of her kitty around his cock.

She pleads again. He ignores her. Her pussy spasms, trembling, maintaining that edge that has her body on fire beneath him. Fuck, she's well trained. So hot. A sexy little thing that's learned under a man's hand how to with-hold, how to -need- that command to let herself find absolution. Another flutter provokes his prick to flex inside her, straining.

"Soon, baby."

And he means it. The desire to be a little cruel remains. To deny her and deny her. To wait until the tears come. But not now. Not tonight. Her body urges him, sends his restraint trembling. The great power of him as he drives down into her, forcing his massive prick deep into her, conveyed through his raw need. So close. His hips pick up the pace and hammer down, clapping against her gorgeous little ass as her pussy shudders around his prick.

It all tears away then. That moment when his body's coil of control snaps and his prick flexes hard inside her. It is one last offer to her that he shifts his hips, rolling them slowly, finding her G-spot by the clench of her muscles when the tip of his prick grinds into it.

He cums hard. Potent. Thick jets of creamy, molten seed splashing forcefully against that place inside her. Flooding her. Every jet pulsing through the entire length of his shaft, traveling through him as he poured it into her. Her hot little body greedily flexing around him, milking him, coaxing that powerful climax to arc through his entire body, tighten every rangy muscle, rip a throaty growl from him.

"Now, little girl! Cum now!" It'd be a roar if it wasn't so intensely quiet, so ferocious and raw in the quiet force of it.

And still, her body provokes his climax to continue. Intense. Powerful. Flooding her hungry cunt with jet after jet of his seed while she writhes under his weight.
 
The word is whispered against my ear, and I groan.

Fuck me woman, you will kill me.

I have to drag myself to standing, pulling her up with me. I pull off the remaining pieces of her clothing and open my door, dragging her naked form behind me, and not caring a whit who sees.

Sixxy we need a drink! Please.
 
The word is whispered against my ear, and I groan.

Fuck me woman, you will kill me.

I have to drag myself to standing, pulling her up with me. I pull off the remaining pieces of her clothing and open my door, dragging her naked form behind me, and not caring a whit who sees.

Sixxy we need a drink! Please.

following weakily...but smiling and giggling
you really ruined that dress I wore for you...and I just found the right heels for it
laughing and kissing the back of your neck
 
She squeaks slightly in surprise as he pulls her to him. She squirms at his hot breath on her ear, the pulling, the growl... She can't resist...

I prefer dollar bills...

She replies, stifling the grin that so badly wants to appear on her face more than anything. She tries her hardest not to let him know how much what he's doing is affecting her.

I'll get Ausus to give you a bonus...

As much as she seemed to be trying to hide it, he could see the signs of her excitement. The way her flesh shivered at his touch, her breathing change when his teeth took her ear, and the way her nipples pressed into the sports bra for his view told him everything he needed to know.

The fingers came up her thighs once more, avoiding the heat at the apex, and traversed her sides, before slipping the bra from her breasts slowly. The digits closed around pronounced nubs, rolling and pinching as his lips worked on her neck and shoulder.


You taste sweet, my little cookie... Tell me what you want.
 
Noticing the look of unabashed lust on his face, she walks around the corner of the bar and stands in front of him clad in her
outfit for the night
. Instead of handing him his drink she takes a finger, swirls it around in the amber colored liquid and lifts it to his lips.


Another, Dr J?

Ignoring the glass, I go for the liquor on your lips. Brushing lightly at first tasting the mingling of the scotch and your lipstick, then pushing harder. My body spanning the bar, no doubt a violation punishable by expulsion, I continue to seek your lips, but wanting so much more from you.
 
Emboldened by her very nearness, drunk on it. Maybe I don't need a drink. I pull her into my arms, and kiss her calling out softly to the others, while keeping my eyes on her.

You hire her Leo!

Dr. J get off my bar. Fuck her on a barstool for fucks sake.

I press my lips to Vails, and nibble on her bottom lip, thinking how she would look tied to a barstool. Or bent over the stage.. soo many options.
 
Emboldened by her very nearness, drunk on it. Maybe I don't need a drink. I pull her into my arms, and kiss her calling out softly to the others, while keeping my eyes on her.

You hire her Leo!

Dr. J get off my bar. Fuck her on a barstool for fucks sake.

I press my lips to Vails, and nibble on her bottom lip, thinking how she would look tied to a barstool. Or bent over the stage.. soo many options.

smiling and purring, feeling completely natural out here, with her...she smells of me...tastes of me...marked by me...and surrendered to me
 
The word is whispered against my ear, and I groan.

Fuck me woman, you will kill me.

I have to drag myself to standing, pulling her up with me. I pull off the remaining pieces of her clothing and open my door, dragging her naked form behind me, and not caring a whit who sees.

Sixxy we need a drink! Please.

Reluctantly, tearing her lips away from Dr J, whispering

be right back, promise

she returns behing the bar, tugging at her skirt which had rode up almost to her ass and pours Madam Ausus and Vail two long island iced teas

Will these do?
 
Emboldened by her very nearness, drunk on it. Maybe I don't need a drink. I pull her into my arms, and kiss her calling out softly to the others, while keeping my eyes on her.

You hire her Leo!

Dr. J get off my bar. Fuck her on a barstool for fucks sake.

I press my lips to Vails, and nibble on her bottom lip, thinking how she would look tied to a barstool. Or bent over the stage.. soo many options.


Turning my head to face the rebuke, I can't help but smile, thankful for not being asked to leave. My eyes meet Sixxy's in a gaze of absolute lust and "get your ass the fuck over here so I can fuck you".
 


she returns behing the bar, tugging at her skirt which had rode up almost to her ass and pours Madam Ausus and Vail two long island iced teas

Will these do?

Perfect. Thank you. Now go fuck your man. Let him know I am charging him for your time.

smiling and purring, feeling completely natural out here, with her...she smells of me...tastes of me...marked by me...and surrendered to me

Tell me I shouldn't drag you off and take you again.
 
Tell me I shouldn't drag you off and take you again.

leaning in with a smile...but a voice that is not at all related to that happy face

exactly what makes you think it would be you doing...well...anything that I didn't fucking allow you to do
 
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