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Groaning, he thrust between her lips, pushing deeper into her throat until her nose was pressed against his skin. And she let him. Her hands came up to rest on his thighs, but she didn’t try to push him away.
No, her fingers dug in like she was trying to pull him in closer, to get his cock further down her throat.
Knowing she wanted it, he let go of his tightly reined control and began to fuck her throat, using her mouth hard. Her muffled groans and cries of approval as she choked on his cock urged him onwards. Tears slipped from her eyes, rolling down her cheeks as he pummeled her throat, but she kept her fingers dug into his thighs, letting him use her how he wanted to no matter how she choked and whined.
Because that’s what she wanted too.
Groaning, his balls tightened as he plunged into her throat, feeling her muscles convulse around the tip of his cock. Wet heat surrounded him, her tongue fluttering against the underside of his dick, teeth gently scraping the base as she struggled to hold her place.
His fingers pressed against her head, spurts of hot ecstasy pulsing as he emptied himself straight down her throat. She struggled to maintain her position while his dick was blocking her airway. Jet after jet followed each other until he sagged, relaxing, pulling back as the pleasure became too intense.
“Fuck, Juliet!” He shuddered as she sucked hard on his softening dick, sending another wave of sensation through him, the pleasure so strong that it was painful.
Panting as he pulled free of her lips with a small pop, she looked up at him, mischief dancing in her eyes despite the streaks of tears down her cheeks. Little brat. Fuck, that look did things to him. His dick twitched even though she’d practically just sucked him dry.
“Yes, Sir?” she asked cheekily.
Orlando growled under his breath, tightening his grip in her hair and pulling her to her feet.
“You, little slut, are in for some punishment. Up on the exam table, now.” His voice came out as a harsh bark, even though he wasn’t actually angry. It turned her on too, he could see her quick intake of breath, the flare of desire in her eyes. She liked the idea that she’d pissed him off and gotten under his skin.
“I think you have to let go of me before I can do that.” She smirked at him.
Letting go of her hair on one side, he used his other hand to spin her around and his newly freed hand to smack her hard enough on the ass that she jumped and squealed. She then gave him a sassy look over her shoulder before turning and bracing her hands on the table, lifting herself up so she was sitting on it.
As if that was going to save her.
Orlando didn’t have any plans for her ass at the moment. She had no idea what she was in for tonight, and he was very much looking forward to it.
“Lie on the table, little rose,” he said. “I want you on your back, heels in the stirrups.”
* * *
Juliet
Lying on her back on the table, the taste of Orlando’s cum still lingering on her tongue, Juliet couldn’t help but squirm as he firmly fastened her in place. Orlando was not messing around. They were tight.
He checked to make sure they weren’ttootight, working a finger between the leather and her skin to ensure he wasn’t going to cut off her blood circulation, but he wasn’t leaving her much wiggle room. They didn’t just go around her wrists and ankles either, but one over her ribs, another over her hips, and a final one just under her armpits so that her breasts were framed between two black strips of leather.
The silver clamps on them gleamed under the overhead lights. All the moving around was making her nipples throb again. They’d kind of gone numb while Orlando was fucking her throat. It wasn’t dangerous yet, but she knew that he would be taking them off soon and it was going to hurt like fuck.
“Now that’s very pretty,” he said, brushing his fingers over the tips of her nipples where they were peeking out from between the rubber clamps.
“Ow!” Even a light touch hurt, reigniting sensation in the tormented buds. Juliet couldn’t decide whether or not she liked the clamps having such an effect on her. On one hand, her pride was a little bruised because she’d handled far harsher clamps in the past. On the other hand, it was kind of nice that she didn’t need as much to get the same painful effect.
Orlando smirked at her, enjoying her pain. Which just turned her on more. A good sadist was hot.
“Oh, did that hurt? I think it’s time we take these off then.” Rather than stroking lightly, he tapped his fingers against the clamp, sending a red-hot streak of pain straight from her nipple to her clit. Juliet bit back a curse, breathing through her nose.
The lack of wiggle room in her restraints was even more arousing and more frustrating now. Yes, the clamps needed to come off. Yes, pain turned her on. But pain was also pain and she knew how much it was going to hurt when the clampsdidcome off and blood flow returned to the tortured buds.
She wasn’t wrong either.
Orlando released both at once, opening the clamps and removing them. The sting didn’t hit immediately, it took a moment, and his warm hands covered her breasts, thumbs rubbing over her nipples as they began to swell again. The blood flow returning made the tiny nubs tingle and then sting, the extra stimulation from his fingers making her writhe against her restraints because she was so sensitive.
Lowering his mouth to her breast, he sucked one pert nipple between his lips, laving his tongue over the tortured bud, and Juliet moaned. It felt good. It was too much. And between her thighs, her pussy was aching to be filled. To be touched. All while Orlando focused all his attention on her breasts.
She bit her lip against begging him, because she knew there was no way he was ready to do anything more than tease her yet. The man was taking his time. She just had to get through it… and her reward at the end would be a glorious orgasm. So, she panted, and moaned, and cried out his name as he sucked and pinched at her already throbbing nipples, the sensations spiking straight to her core.
