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“Don’t get used to it.” She giggles and it makes my cock twitch. “Stay bent over just like that and slide forward. I want to see my cum dripping from you.” She keeps her hands on the glass, planting her feet and sliding off my lap.
“Like that?” she asks, looking back at me with her big eyes, her swollen lips, and my cum sliding out of her pussy and down her thighs.
In one swift motion, I tug my hands free from the ribbons, grabbing her throat from behind as I reach my hand around to kiss her. I pick her up, walking her over to where the saddle is sitting on the bed.
“Now that you’ve had your fun, Emery, I think it’s time I show you exactly what your body was made for—my pleasure.” I grab a handful of her hair, maneuvering her face toward the toy. “Spit, baby.” She complies and I help her swing her leg over it, the dildo pressing into her as her hands grip the edge of the saddle.
“Ohhh,” she groans, her eyes fluttering closed as her pussy grips it.
“Now…” I take the controls, sitting down in the chair as I flip it to the lowest level. “You’re going to be at my mercy, kitten.”
“Ahh…” She flinches when I turn on the clit stimulator, the vibrations shooting through her body as her fingers curl into the leather.
“Does that feel good, sweetheart? You like having a big cock inside?” She nods, her eyes struggling to stay focused on me as I turn it up another level. “Let go of the edge.” She struggles to release but she sits back, her hands coming up to toy with her nipples as the dildo thrusts inside her over and over. “Up on your knees a little more. I want to see your cum dripping down your thighs.”
“Mads,” she pants, her eyes fluttering closed as they roll back in her head. “Mads, please,” she begs. I stroke myself slowly as I back the toy down a few notches.
“Not yet, baby. I want you desperate.”
I turn it back up, this time to new heights. Her ab muscles contract, her cries growing louder as her pussy grows more swollen by the second.
“I’m— I— I—” She can’t even form sentences, let alone a word. Her mouth hangs open, her body trembling.
“You what? What do you need, sweetheart? Tell me.” She continues to stumble over her words, a sound of frustration tumbling from her lips. “Tsk, tsk, I need to hear it, Emery. I need you to tell me you want me to make you come.”
“Please,” she finally gets the word out, “please let me come.”
I stand, walking toward her. I run my hand up her neck, tilting her head back so I can kiss her, my tongue sliding deep into her mouth.
“Good girl. I want you to soak yourself, baby.” I turn the dial up one more, the instant jolt of added pleasure sending her over the edge. My fingers press against her clit as her hand darts out, her fingers digging into my arm as her release sprays out of her like a sprinkler.
“Ohhhhh,” she moans loudly, her body convulsing as I turn the dial back down, and she collapses against me.
“Such an obedient young lady,” I say into her mouth as her lips move against mine. “Now lie back so that I can savor every last drop of you.”
25
EMERY
My body aches in all the right places. Each pang is a delicious memory of the things that Mads did to me last night.
He had me stretched, twisted, and stuffed with toys, his fingers, his tongue, his cock… I blush, remembering the way he spoke to me. The way my release took over my body when I rode the saddle. The way he encouraged me when he fucked me over and over again after I didn’t think I could take any more.
“That’s my girl. You can handle it. Breathe through it, sweetheart. Relax and take my cock like a good girl. You are such a good girl, the way you stretch open for daddy.”
“Mrs. Bishop?”
I spin around. “Oh, good morning, Tilly. I didn’t hear you walk in.” I stretch my arms overhead and sit up in my bed. It still feels strange to hear myself being referred to as Mrs. Bishop, but I like it.
“Good morning. I’m sorry if I startled you.” She smiles.
“Not at all, Tilly. What are you up to today?” I straighten out the duvet and toss the pillows on the bed. While Tilly works as the house manager, we certainly don’t leave her to handle everything. For the most part, Mads and I are very self-sufficient people. She tends to the grocery shopping and cooks meals on the days that I work.
“Well, I was making the grocery list and was taking inventory of the household items when I noticed—” Her face grows red and her eyes shift to the side.
“Noticed?”
“It’s probably not my position to say anything, but when I did the shopping before, at your household, I bought tampons pretty regularly, but I noticed you haven’t been using them for several weeks.”
