I watch as she swallows, and I can feel her throat working past the pressure of my palm, her pulse beating rapidly now. I almost come knowing my dick was that far down her throat.
"Is my pet wet?" I don't wait for her to nod; I remove my hand from her throat, gripping her hair a little harder. I lean her back slightly to expose more of her stomach to me. I slide my hand slowly down over her sensitive breast, along her ribs, and past her belly button.
I place my palm flat on her stomach, sliding my hand down the front of her thong. Moisture meets my fingertips, and I use two fingers to glide up and back through the wetness, gathering some to rub her hard little clit.
"Does that feel good, pet? Do you want to come all over my fingers?"
She only moans; she knows not to use words. I know her body, how it trembles, and she's close. I plunge two fingers inside her tight pussy and use my thumb to rub her clit as I suck on her pert nipple. She shakes her head in my grip as I suck hard. Her pussy starting to quiver, and I know she's closer now. I withdraw my fingers and shake her by her hair.
"Face to the floor, ass up pet."
She immediately turns as I let her hair go and drops her face to the floor, showing me her pretty little pussy covered in damp red silk. Fuck!
I grab the cushion off the chair, placing it under her soft cheek so her face isn't rubbed raw. Because the way I feel, I'm going to fuck her across this carpet,hard!
I rip her thong down to her knees, wedging her hips wide with my thighs. I grip my cock in one hand; I push it between her pouty pussy lips, getting her cream all over me. When I hit her clit with my cock, I could see more liquid coming out of her tight little hole.
Fuck. Me.
I can't wait any longer; I pull back and slam my cock full tilt. I feel her tight, wet, hot heat grip me. I just hold still for a second, feeling her pussy grip me like a vice. I need to feel this for a minute longer before I lose my shit.
The hand holding her hip slides up her back and I grip a fist full of her hair, pulling her head back, exposing her throat, pushing her pussy back farther on my dick.
My other hand grabs her bound wrist and pulls them back tight against my stomach.
"I'm going to fuck you now, Pet. Fuck you hard and fast."
Her answer is the clenching of her tight pussy on my cock, and that is all the answer I need. I start to thrust my hips fast and hard, slamming into her till I bottom out. She's slick and hot, making my balls draw up tight.
I feel the tug of her bound hands in my grip as I drive her forward with every stroke. That gets me even closer to blowing my load, and I want to enjoy this a bit more. So I let go of her hands andreach around to find her swollen clit and rub it in tight, hard circles. Her legs start to shake and a tingle starts in my lower back. My balls are heavy, drawn up tight, her pussy walls are pulsing around my cock. I can feel she's almost there with me. I could spill my load, but I like a woman coming on my cock.
"Come Pet! Come now!" I bark.
She bucks back against me, and I can feel her walls starting to grip my cock like a vice. She lets out a loud moan, and I can't hold it off any longer.
"Take my come like a good girl. I'm going to fill you so full."
I can feel the come racing up my cock and I throw my head back, my teeth clenching together, as hot jets pump out into her. As more streams of come fill her tight hole, I grip her hips tighter. I look down to watch as my cum shines on her stretched-out pussy as my cock fills her.
My hands grip a little tightener on her hips; she'll have my fingerprints on them for the next few days. I pull back and stroke in hard one more time and stay inside her as the last of my cum releases.
Panting hard, I look down at her and she's covered in a glisten of sweat on her back and her hair is stuck to her forehead. The rest of her hair is a tangled mess on the carpet, and I stroke her back softly as I wipe the hair from her face.
"Beautiful"
I untie her hands and rub them to bring the blood back to her fingers. I pull out and watch as my seed trickles out and down her thigh. "Stay." I mumble softly. She's panting on the pillow. Her face is red from her pleasure. I reach behind me and open the drawer, taking out a cloth. I wipe up the mess we created between her thighs.
"Up," I tell her.
Carla slowly pushes herself to her hands and knees, waiting while the feeling comes back into her wrists. Slowly, she rises to her feet, bending over as she slips her panties up. Gracefully, she walks to the door, not saying a word.
I sit back in my chair, my spent cock still shining on the open fly of my pants. I watch her as I lift my glass and take a sip of my drink.
She adjusts her underwear, putting on her dress as I watch. Once she is fully dressed, she slips on her shoes and leaves.
This is why I asked for Carla. She knows the rules. She obeys with no messy talking or chatting, no eye contact. Fuck and go. That's what I want and what I need.
It's what I train them for.
