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“Remember, just because you want something doesn’t mean you’ll get it. Even needing something doesn’t mean you’ll get it in the format you’re imagining.”

“I want to be fucked,” she said abruptly, the words coming fast. “No. That’s not enough. I want… I want you to tell every man who walks by that they can fuck me. I want you to let them use me because I’m here and helpless, and because it’s my place to serve them. To be used.”

Master Bennani watched her without any change in expression. In fact, he had no expression at all. If he’d looked surprised, shocked, or angry, she would have shut up. But his silence and non-reaction made her keep going.

“I can’t even clench my ass tight enough to try and keep someone out, and I can’t stop thinking about that. They could fuck me, but they’d never touch me. I’d be like a living sex doll that you’d let everyone use and play with.”

He shifted so he was on one knee, like a quarterback in the huddle. “Do you think if they fuck you, you’d come? Is that what you’re hoping for?”

“No, it’s not about that. I mean, maybe I would, but I like the idea of you letting them use me.”

A faint frown appeared on his brow, but it was a look of concentration or confusion rather than disapproval.

“Josslyn, do you want to be dollified to the point that the club’s tops use you as a sex slave, or sex doll…or do you want me to offer you to strangers?”

“Yes.”

“No,” he countered. “Those are two different things. I want to know which one you want.”

If she hadn’t been so damned aroused, she would have prevaricated in order to protect her own feelings.

“You,” she said with dangerous honestly. “I want you to do it. It would be terrifying with someone else, or if you weren’t there.”

She saw satisfaction in his eyes, but only for a moment. Then he was rising to his feet and circling around behind her so she could no longer see him.

She heard the faint rasp, felt the change in pressure, as he unzipped the crotch once more. Then something thick and blunt-tipped pressed against her pussy entrance.

Josslyn gasped in shock that she was finally going to get what she’d been craving.

The cock, his cock, filled her in one brutal thrust. Her shoulders hit the backside of the stocks, the built-in bump jammed hard against her clit, and Josslyn came.

She’d been too on edge for too long, and the pleasure of the penetration, of being full after feeling so empty, pushed her over the edge.

She screamed in pleasure, a breathy desperate sound.

Then he thrust in again. A fresh wave pulled her under, and her body flushed, making her almost unbearably hot. She lost time to the pleasure; her whole being focused on the head of pleasure.

Then he was gone. Two, maybe three, thrusts, were all she got.

Until he fucked her ass.

The blunt, thick tip of his cock slid in. Her tired anal muscles were unable to keep him out. His width stretched her wide, causing a slight burn of pain that quickly became pleasure.

He thrust into her ass, then retreated, and she realized how muted the feeling was. When his cock filled her pussy, she’d been so overwhelmed by the fullness, and the orgasm it triggered, that she didn’t have time to miss the rubbing sensation of something moving against her inner walls. Now post orgasm, and with his cock in her ass, she was aware of it. Her ass was full, but there was no gliding sensation against the sensitive skin of her anus.

It was almost as if the suit had purposefully minimized how much pleasure she could feel. Because this wasn’t about her pleasure; it was about her being his little fuck doll to use when he wanted.

That thought tripped her into another mini orgasm. She gasped and panted as the heat built inside the suit, and her pussy clenched down on the sheath inside her.

He withdrew all the way and thrust in again.

Except this time, he went deeper than ever…and then her ass closed around the end of whatever he’d thrust inside her.

What?

Oh, he wasn’t fucking her with his cock.

Remembering the glass wand he’d used to insert the rubber sheathes, she thought it might be that. Whatever it was, was long and hard inside her, and she had to clench hard to keep it from sliding out. The sheath ensured that it wouldn’t go too deep into her body.

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