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“Yes, sir.”
Even in the mirror, I can see how fast I’m breathing by the way my chest is rising and falling, my breasts moving with my ribcage, my light-brown nipples pebbled into points. As I pan down, my taut belly moves in a wave too as I inhale short sharp blasts of air, quivering as he bends my knee and raises my thigh way up, shifting his body a little.
I watch the surreal sight of him positioning the engorged tip of his greedy dick right at the dripping opening to me.
“Are you ready to take my cock?”
The moment I nod, his full hard girth invades me as he contracts his leg muscles and pushes up, spearing me from underneath, winding one hand around my waist as another reaches for my throat.
We’re only three feet from the mirror and I catch sight of my flushing face as his fingers contract around my throat, pressing the stunning gold collar into my skin as he drives his erection deep into me until my cervix pinches and I gasp from the sensation.
“You’re insanely beautiful with my collar around your neck,” he whispers against the side of my forehead as I observe his beautiful full lips move in the mirror. “I may need to buy you a whole collection.”
I can’t help but whimper as he begins to squeeze my neck.
“I’m going to close off your air supply”—he pulses his cock a few times inside the tight wet tunnel—“just for a few seconds. You’re going to take it like a good girl for my pleasure, Indigo. You won’t pass out. You can say the safe word whenever you need to. Understood?”
“Yes,” I whisper as his other hand clasps around my neck and he begins to squeeze with both.
I zero in on my face, reddening by the second and then his, his eyes ablaze with deviant lust as he fucks me harder and faster, releasing my throat and watching me gasp for air. He does it again, grunting this time, the panic I’m fighting driving him wild. Upon the final choking, he withdraws his hands, observing me as I catch my breath.
“Okay?” he asks.
I nod.
“Good. You were very brave.”
Before I can respond, he pulls his cock out of me and helps lower my foot to the floor. He places his palms underneath the backs of my legs, forcing my knees to bend as he tilts me, and in one utterly expected swoop, he lifts me into the air, letting the backs of my knees fall into the crooks of his elbows.
“Stop,” I plead as he approaches the mirror, carrying me in front of it in such a manner that I can’t move.
My imploring gaze rises to his.
“I want you to lick your fingers and play with your clit… for my pleasure.”
Knowing full well at this point that resistance is futile, I take a moment before running my hand down my body, tentatively placing my fingertips onto my clit. I’ve never ever seen my pussy up close in the mirror like this… and I can barely cope with the mortification, especially as it’s a deep pink and clearly engorged… and glistening all around in my own arousal.
He groans as he watches through the mirror as I use my own wetness to slide side to side and up and down. Despite my feet now being three feet off the floor, and my body held up by just his arms and the support of his chest, he carries me as if I weigh nothing.
“Push two fingers inside you,” he orders. It takes me a moment but I do, bending them and inserting them a couple of inches, as far as I can go.
“Very good, Indigo. You take instruction well. Now remove your fingers and instead, feed my cock into your pussy.”
“Grey—”
“That’s an order.”
Holy shit.
I reach down, finding his cock, lining the head up with my pussy, and then holding him in place at the root. He tilts forwards, dropping me down until his dick is buried deep inside me.
“Oh my God,” I whisper, as that deviant dick of his disappears inside me.
“Now watch very carefully how my cock impales you.”
What follows next may be the most sinful porn I've ever witnessed in my life, and it consists of nothing other than watching in silence but for gasped breaths as his meaty cock, thick and snaked with veins and ridges, slowly slides into and out of my wet pussy.
I watch as it pushes the walls apart way more than seems anatomically possible, as it disappears all the way inside me to the root until I see nothing of him but his swollen sack. He suspends me in the air deftly, my legs caught in the crook of his elbows as he tilts and rocks his hips to drive into and out of me, the growls emerging from his throat positively bestial.
