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Kate lowered the cock as she let her hands stroke up and down the shaft. A smile crept onto her lips as she remembered how she used to be. Such a prude, such a good girl, so innocent and sweet. It was stupid and it made Kate cringe just to think about it.
Now wasn’t a time for thinking, though. Now was a time for pleasing. Kate held the fake cock in her hand as she stood up. Both of her knees cracked beneath her, one after the other. She tried to ignore the feeling as she made her way to the bed, still staring at the huge cock she was about to put inside of her.
It was all she could focus on, swaying through the air as she climbed onto her bed. Her laptop was tucked inside her bedside table, along with tubes of lube and a box of tissues. Kate brought the whole lot out before stripping off her clothes.
She didn’t even bother getting under the covers. She was too hot, too excited. The only thing she wanted was to fuck herself hard, to make herself cum until she could barely breathe.
Kate opened her laptop and found her way to her favorite porn site. Most of the videos weren’t to her liking—there was one specific theme that she always liked to enjoy: dominatrix.
She wasn’t sure how this obsession had started. It was a little while after she’d brought her first dildo. Bored of masturbating in a dark room, she decided to see what all the fuss was about. She was intrigued, even though most of the videos didn’t do anything for her.
Who wanted to see women deep-throating men’s cocks? Not her, that was for sure. She had stumbled upon her preferred porn just out of sheer curiosity. An accidental click, a little skipping-forward, and she had seen women do unspeakable things to willing men.
It had turned her on more than anything else in her life. The first orgasm she’d had while watching it was intense, better than anything any man had given her, and from then on she was hooked.
The best part for Kate was imagining herself doing those things to men. Treading on them with high-heeled shoes, whipping them with leather and rods, tying them up in compromising positions, and being able to do whatever she wanted to their fragile, delicate bodies.
It didn’t take long for her to find a video that whetted her appetite. A large-breasted blonde woman, scantily clad in pleather, cracked her whip against the floor. Her platform shoes were impossibly high with daggers for heels. A waxed and sweating man was positioned on the floor, his chest heaving as he looked up to his master…
That was all Kate needed to see. Her underwear was soaked through with her arousal, her whole body thumping in time with her heart. She grabbed hold of her monster dildo and gently smoothed on a little bit of water-based lube. She knew that she didn’t need it, but she wanted to be safe rather than sorry.
As soon as she pressed the silicone head to her lower lips, she gasped. It was cool and soft against her, caressing her skin as she moved her hips up and down, getting her juices all over the head.
Her legs were parted, her knees up high, and between her legs she could see the screen. The woman was whipping the floor near the man’s body, walking around as she shouted something down to him.
Kate couldn’t hear what the woman was saying—this laptop was perpetually mute for Claire’s sake—but she didn’t care. Their words were meaningless. What mattered was the acts, what they were doing to one another.
Gently, she eased the dildo inside of herself. She gasped and moaned quietly, keeping her voice low so her daughter didn’t hear. It didn’t take long for her hips to start bucking, grinding on the cock that was slowly entering her.
Kate didn’t like taking it so slow. She was impatient, she wanted it all and she wanted it now, but she had to take it slow. It was too big not to. Ever so slowly, she felt herself enveloping the cock. The ridges and bumps of the fake veins gave it a beautiful ribbed feeling, sending shivers up and down her spine.
The muscles in her pussy were already tight, the same with the muscles in her stomach and legs. She was so close to cumming already, but she didn’t want to blow her load just yet. She wanted to savor this moment, to enjoy it as much as she could.
She kept moving the cock in and out, slowly easing it deeper and deeper, as sweat started to soak her forehead. Her eyes never left the screen, watching as the women berated the man. Without thinking, she moved her right hand to her clitoris.
Her fingers slipped down between her lips momentarily, before moving back up, bringing lube and her juices along. She rubbed her fingers around her clit in circles, trying to intensify the feeling growing inside her.
It was like a fireball was embedded into her pelvis, just waiting to be released. All of her muscles were tense and ready to release, even if she wasn’t.
Kate’s fingers moved faster and faster as her eyes focused on the screen, watching the woman take her first tentative steps onto the man’s back. His skin instantly turned white under the pressure, the stick-thin stiletto heels digging deep into his flesh.
Her teeth gritted together as her fingers moved faster, going around and around as her whole body turned hot to the touch. She could feel it coming, building, growing ever stronger as she edged herself to orgasm.
And then it rolled over her. Her whole pussy clenched and released in a sweet, glorious rhythm. Trembles rushed through her whole body as her fingers slowed. She couldn’t stop her stomach from crunching, drawing her whole torso forwards as all of the tension left her body.
It only lasted a second, but it was so very worth it. Kate relaxed back on the bed, panting and sweating, as she stared up to the ceiling.
Not enough, Kate thought as she tried to regain control of her lungs.Not long enough at all.
It didn’t matter, though. She had the rest of the night to please herself. This was only the beginning.
Chapter four
Keep it together
AssoonasKate’seyes peeled open, a horrible, heavy feeling pressed against her body. The covers were warm and soft against her skin but it wasn’t enough to soothe her. She pulled the covers high over her head and buried herself in the darkness, hoping that the day would melt away.
It didn’t. The day kept pressing on. Downstairs, Claire was banging around in the kitchen as she got herself ready for school. Kate was glad she was old enough to take care of herself these days. She couldn’t imagine pulling herself out of bed for a needy, young child today.
