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I’m not sure I can take it, not since I’m already so sore, but Ant doesn’t give me much chance to think about it. He’s straight back up behind me, hissing an order in my ear.
“Keep your eyes on that fucking screen.”
My fingers are trembling, trying to hold the phone still as Ant hitches my leg back up and over him. My pussy takes the dildo easily enough, but it’s still tender as he works it, still struggling from last night’s pounding.
“Wait… please…” I whisper as I feel Ant’s cock rubbing between my ass cheeks.
“You can do it, baby,” he soothes. “Just relax.”
“I don’t know if I can…”
“You will,” he says, without so much as a pause.
I cry out as he pushes the head inside my ass, because fuck, it hurts. It’s tight. He angles the dildo to hit the right spot in my pussy, but it doesn’t matter. I drop the phone on the bed and tense up, whimpering as he pushes harder.
“Watch that fucking video,” he hisses, but I shake my head.
“It hurts… it really hurts…”
“Trust me and fucking take it.”
He kisses my neck, nipping me as he goes, and it feels like I’m being fucked by an animal, raw with grunts and thrusts. It hurts like hell, but I let it happen. I make myself let it happen, moaning like a used whore as I force myself back to the video. I look like a cheap seedy bitch on the screen, and that’s apt, since I feel like one right now.
I hitch my leg higher and trust Ant to hit the right spot with the dildo. I grit my teeth as I feel like my ass is being torn open, but I move against the dildo regardless, and it is enough… it’s enough that slowly I can take it… can want it… can work back for more. He doesn’t let me down.
“That’s my dirty little bitch,” he says. “You can doubt it all you want, but that doesn’t matter. I knew you were a slut from the moment I met you. I’m going to teach you just how fucking filthy you can be. You want that?”
“Yes…”
“Yes fucking what?”
“Yes, please…” I whimper.
“Next time there’ll be more guys to fuck you. You’ll be taking them all at once, just like this, but harder. You’ll have a dick down your throat as well, all three holes used at once, giving them what they want until you’re dripping in cum like the cum-slut you truly are. You’ll be a gaping, used slut for them, baby.”
I’m being fucked by Ant on the screen now. I can see the pride in his eyes, and it gives me all the encouragement I need.
All thoughts of the video are forgotten as Ant wrestles me onto all fours and slams back into me. The dildo goes deeper, and my ass takes his dick as hard as he gives it, but that’s ok. I don’t need telling to slip my fingers down to work my clit. I don’t need commanding to talk like a dirty whore, because I do it on my own.
“Fuck me! Ant… yes… fuck me like the slut I am! I’m a slut! I’m a filthy fucking slut who needs to take it!”
I’m so desperate to please him, it’s driving me insane.
He unloads with a roar of curses, and I’m right there along with him, ears ringing as my clit reaches its peak along with my pussy. I’m high on the thrill as my body trembles, because fuck, fuck, FUCK. He’s done it to me. He’s made me come like this.
I collapse onto the covers throbbing and aching as Ant pulls out of my ass with a groan. We both catch our breath, lying there together for a few seconds before he pulls me close. I wince as I move, nursing a freshly sore ass along with a sore pussy.
“You meant it, didn’t you?” I ask him. “I’m going to be taking more guys next time?”
I know his answer before he nods.
“Yeah, sweetheart. I’ve already got them lined up for you. They’ll be here just as soon as we get back from Bucklebury.”
“How many of them?” I ask, nerves back and buzzing.
His smirk is beautiful but vicious.
“That’s none of your business. You’ll take what you’re given.”
The loving side of him comes back as he calms down. He kisses me like a princess, snuggling up under the covers like I’m his bride to be. Filthy Ant is hidden back under the surface.
I smile as I relax into his arms, because he’s proved enough times already that he knows my body better than I do. He knows what I can take for him.
I need to start giving him the faith he deserves.
Janie’s on her feet, poised for news as I step in through the door.
“Was it good?! Did you stay with him all weekend? I sent you a message but you didn’t reply.”
