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The cut on my hand burns as I stroke my dick, but it feels amazing too. I’ve never done anything like this before, and I thought I was fairly experienced in this world.
“Want him to fuck you, baby girl?”
Laney’s eyes meet mine, and I know the answer without her words.
“How many times are we going to make her come tonight?” I ask.
“I’m thinking three.”
He says it with so much determination that I know he has a plan. Three is enough for me, although I prefer her cries at five.
“Four?” I counter. He glares at me then looks down at her. “It’s as much of a punishment as it is a treat.”
He sighs. “I have a plan for three, you take the fourth.”
I grin. “You got it, brother.”
“What was that?” His stern voice turns me on even more than my bloodied hand stroking my cock with my girl in front of me.
“I meant, yes sir.”
I watch his jaw tick in an attempt not to smile. I’m not naturally a brat, but sometimes it’s fun to workhimup.
“Daddy’s mad at you,” Laney whisper yells.
Havoc reaches out and grabs Laney by the hair, pulling her off the bed. She smiles, moving with him, ever therealbrat in this dynamic. He brings her to what looks like a modified spankingbench and removes her mask before gesturing for her to climb on.
“While you and Damien were plotting behind my back, Alexi and I set up a few things in here for you, baby girl.”
Her eyes widen. “Didn’t know I knew about you going behind our backs, did you?”
This gets him a huff out of her. I watch, remaining on the bed since I was never instructed to move. Although, I stop stroking myself in favor of watching the show.
“I didn’t go behind your backs. I simply just didn’t obey your ridiculous request.”
“While sneaking around.” He pulls her down, her face and torso resting on the top so she straddles the red leather center. Her legs fall to either side on a lower leather bench, and her hands are in the front, positioning her in doggy style.
“I wasn’t sneaking.”
Havoc locks her wrists and knees in place with the leather cuffs on the bench and hums.
“Sure, whatever you say, baby girl.”
“Pet,” he gestures to me, “come.”
How do I equally love and hate his degradation?
I approach Laney from behind. Once I position myself where he wants me, he rewards me with a kiss.
“Such a good boy for me.”
I lean in to steal another kiss, his warmth sending shots of electricity through me. When he steps back, breaking our lips, I’m breathless and aching with need.
“Fuck her.”
Laney wiggles her ass in invitation, as much as she can in this position. In a move I know she loves, I lean in and spit on her center, wiping with two fingers as I push them into her cunt then line up my bloody cock.
Suddenly, the curtain to our right falls, and a large mirror reflects our positions. Laney turns her head and rests it on the bench, looking to where I’m about to thrust into her. I knew she wanted mirrors in our room at home. Now I fully back this idea and plan to have them in by next week.
