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“Kellan!”
“Shut up,” I snap. “I don’t want to hear a word from you unless I’m asking you a question.”
She whimpers as I take off her boots and throw them to the ground. Her jeans and panties come next, and then I lower myself to my knees.
“You should be embarrassed,” I tell her as I stare at her glistening pussy. “Look how wet you are. You’re nothing but a desperate, naive slut who’ll spread her legs for the first man who gives her even a shred of attention, aren’t you? I bet you don’t even have standards. As long as you’re getting dick, you don’t care.”
She sniffles, and I smile to myself.
“Hold your legs open,” I tell her.
Athelia grabs onto her thighs, holding herself wide open for me. Slowly, I run my tongue up her pussy, gathering her desire and bringing it to her clit. The moan that escapes her as I circle it drives me. I want her to come so hard she cries and begs me to stop.
As I eat her out, taking my time and building her up slowly, thoughts of fucking her fill my mind. I want to use her like a doll and degrade her in the way that turns us both on. None of that’s a surprise. What is, though, is the way I want to hold her afterward. Make sure she’s okay—that she knows I care about her, regardless of how I treat her during sex.
I shove those thoughts aside, sucking on her clit and making her cry out. We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it, I guess—if I still feel that way when we’re done. For now, I want to wreck her and wring every ounce of sadness out of her body.
“You just keep getting wetter,” I say after a few minutes, pulling away and licking my lips. “Tell me, what does that make you?”
“I—” She squirms. “I’m a whore.”
“Whose whore, Athelia?”
“Y-yours! I’m your whore.”
“Mmm. What else are you?”
“Kellan,” she whines.
I slap her pussy so hard she screams. “Keep going.”
“I’m nothing but a toy,” she says quietly.
“That’s it. Now say it again, but louder this time.”
“I’m nothing but a toy.” Her voice falters when I slide two fingers into her. “I only exist for your pleasure. For—for you to use.”
“That’s more like it,” I murmur, lowering my head to lick her clit.
She fists a handful of my hair. “Oh my god, Kellan.”
“Don’t stop,” I say before sucking on her clit while still curling my fingers inside her.
“I’m yours,” she pants.
“And what does being mine mean?”
“You can do whatever you want to me.” She gasps as I thrust my fingers into her harder. “Whenever you want.”
“And who else is allowed to touch you?”
“Only Wes and Cal,” she whispers.
“That’s right. But right now, I’m the one who owns you. I want you to suck my dick, you suck my dick. I want you to stay still while I use you like a fleshlight, you don’t move a fucking muscle. You’re nothing more to me than a warm, breathing, self-lubricating toy. You got it?”
“Yes, master,” she whispers.
Fuck.As if I haven’t been struggling to control myself already. With a groan, I suck on her clit harder, using my fingers to massage her g-spot. She moans, holding my hair tighter as she grinds against my face.
