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“Liar,” Frost says with a sinister grin.
My pussy feels so exposed and I’m scared they’ll see how turned on I am by the idea of being watched.
“That’s a good girl,” Don says, sliding his fingers out of my pussy and placing his cock at my entrance. He rubs his cock over my slit, making me throb with anticipation. “Even if your mouth is lying, your body betrays you. This beautiful cunt knows whatyou want, and my good girl wants to be watched, doesn’t she? You’re so fucking ready for it, Sugar.”
My hands ache and the table digs into my stomach, but my pussy is wetter than ever and begging to be filled. “Please,” I beg them.
“What, begging already, Sugar?” Don laughs, slapping my ass heavily once more.
“Such a dirty little secret that she loves it rough,” Frost scoffs.
My pussy clenches as Frost slides something around my throat, pulling it so that it’s snug but not too tight. I can breathe, but it’s laboured. My body thrums in anticipation. “She’s going to feel so full, like a stuffed little fuck toy,” Frost says with a sneer. His words make my eyes flutter closed in bliss.
“No!” I protest weakly, though I’m not sure why. His words are hot, and I took Frost and Dash at the same time. But that was without an audience. Dash balanced Frost’s roughness then. I’m not sure Don would do the same. Between the two of them I think I’m in for a brutal ride and that scares and thrills me in equal measure.
That’s why you have a safeword.
I try to breathe but the only thing I’m aware of is the heat of the bodies around me, and the heat of the one pressing against my pussy.
“Such a horny little thing. So fucking ready for it she can barely speak.”
“I can feel how wet she is.” Don’s voice is strained.
I know if I open my eyes I’ll see them staring at me, watching me as I’m taken. I feel as though I’m on show. I tense as Don sinks further into me.
“Relax, Sugar. We’re going to take you so good,” Don whispers. “You’re going to feel so good. You’re never going to feel empty again.”
I groan as the head of his cock breaches me. He slides inside me, stretching me wide as he fills me. I’m so wet and ready for him.
“Eyes open, Sugar,” he says, slapping my ass again. I obey and his gaze immediately ensnares mine in the mirror.
“I’m going to fuck you so hard,” Don growls. “Yes, I can feel her cunt clenching around me,” he says as he slides all the way into me.
“She loves it,” Frost mutters. “She’s getting off on being watched, because she’s a dirty little slut.”
“She’s getting off on knowing that every single man in this building wants a piece of her,” Don says.
“Oh, god,” I moan.
“You’re so beautiful when you’re open and begging for us,” he says, staring into my eyes as he slides out of me. “And I can feel how wet you are for me.” He drives into me again. I gasp. “That’s it, think of all those men wanting to be where I am.”
I whimper. I can’t deny it. I’m so turned on by the idea that there will be crowds watching the show. All those eyes watching me, seeing Don fuck me…fuck it’s intoxicating. I understand why so many faces return here night after night. It’s addictive.
“She’s so close already,” Don says, sliding out of me. I whimper at the loss, but then he’s pushing back inside, filling me again.
“So eager to please,” Frost says to the mirror, his eyes hard and his face sneering. My cheeks heat with embarrassment.
“Look how her cunt is gripping him,” he says to our invisible audience.
“You’re so close, aren’t you, Sugar?” Don asks, thrusting inside me.
“Please,” I beg. “Please let me come.” I feel like I’m begging for my life, begging for mercy. He groans and my pussy throbswith the movement. He drives into me again and my pussy clenches around him, squeezing him tightly.
“Please,” I beg.
“Please what, Sugar?”
“Don’t stop.” As soon as the words leave my mouth, he stops and withdraws. “No!”
