Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 61508 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 308(@200wpm)___ 246(@250wpm)___ 205(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61508 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 308(@200wpm)___ 246(@250wpm)___ 205(@300wpm)
In my mind’s eye, I saw myself impaled on three enormous shafts, my body bouncing between the men as they used me for their pleasure. Their grunts and groans filled my ears, mingling with my own muffled cries of ecstasy.
“Look at her take it,” one of them growled. “Such a good little fuck toy.”
“Her cunt is so tight,” another moaned. “Feels like it’s trying to milk the cum right out of me.”
The third man, the one fucking my mouth, tangled his fingers in my hair and yanked my head back. “You love this, don’t you, whore? Being stuffed full of cock in all your holes?”
I whimpered around the thick shaft stretching my lips, unable to deny the truth in his words. My body sang with pleasure, every nerve ending on fire as the men pounded into me relentlessly.
As the fantasy spun onward, Daniel’s fingers in my pussy became more and more forceful. His thumb circled my clit with increasing urgency, drawing me closer and closer to the edge.
“That’s it, honey,” he murmured in my ear, his voice low and husky. “Let go for me. Right now. Come for Daddy.”
The fantasy and reality merged into an overwhelming crescendo of sensation. Daniel’s fingers pistoned in and out of my soaking pussy, his thumb applying exquisite pressure to my throbbing clit.
In my mind, the three faceless men pounded into me with increasing urgency, their grunts and groans filling my ears.
“Come for us, you dirty little slut,” one of them growled.
“That’s it, make our cocks feel good, the way a good girl should,” another groaned.
The third yanked my head back, forcing his cock deeper down my throat. “Swallow it all, whore,” he snarled.
My body trembled on the edge of release, every muscle coiled tight with anticipation. Daniel’s skilled fingers found that perfect spot inside me, stroking it relentlessly as his thumb circled my clit with precise, maddening pressure.
“Let go, Amy,” Daniel’s voice cut through the haze of fantasy, low and commanding in my ear. “Come for Daddy. Now.”
The dam broke. Pleasure exploded through me with the force of a supernova, radiating outward from my core in pulsing waves of ecstasy. My back arched, pressing my breasts against Daniel’s broad chest as my pussy clenched rhythmically around his fingers.
A scream tore from my throat, raw and primal. Tears streamed down my face as the intensity of my orgasm threatened to overwhelm me completely.
“Oh… oh… God… oh… Daddy,” I sobbed. “Please… please…”
“Shh, honey,” Daddy Daniel murmured as his fingers teased out the remnants of ecstasy from my suddenly much-too-sensitive furrow. “Shh.”
CHAPTER 10
Daniel
I had come to the Institute half-knowing what would happen. What I had seen in Amy’s face on the livestream from her ‘final exam’ had felt dangerous even at the time—knowing as I had, anyway, that I could hop on my plane and be fucking her in a matter of hours, pretty much anytime I wanted. The combination of that troubled look as she experienced the delights of a daddy’s huge, pounding cock with the irresistible curves of her nubile body…
Dangerous.
Dangerous, then. Even more dangerous, now.
I walked down the gravel path across the perfectly manicured lawn, from the Bad Girl Facility to the guesthouse, deep in reflection. Frankly, at this point, a word like incendiary might apply better.
The danger had come to pass, or something like that. I’d managed to lose my heart to a girl I knew, in my head, I was supposed to look at as nothing more than an occasional fuck toy. The kind of girl whose ass you fuck up against the cell block wall, while her fellow inmates look on.
Well, that part at least had proven true, I guessed. What I hadn’t anticipated was how it felt afterward; how very urgent my need to hold her, and make her come again, in my lap, had felt.
I had acted completely on my dominant instinct, and my dominant instinct had said… well, that I was falling in love with Amy.
“Daniel,” Otto called from his table in the sunlit courtyard café, “over here, my friend.”
Friend put it rather more strongly than I felt about Otto, but I went to sit with him happily enough.
“Yours was… Amy, was that it?” he asked me when the gorgeous waitress in her tiny nightgown had poured me a cup of coffee and taken my order for Eggs Benedict.
As she moved away, though, Otto interrupted me before I could even confirm his memory.
“No, Claire,” he told the waitress, “don’t go yet. Come here and bend over, please. That ass is too delightful not to take a closer look at.”
I watched with amusement as the lovely blonde concubine obeyed Otto without hesitation. She moved to the left side of his chair, as he pushed it back from the table, and bent before the tall, aristocratic man who had commanded the embarrassing display. The sweet blush in Claire’s cheeks made the whole scene simply exquisite.