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my shyness overwhelmed me, silencing me as surely as a gag in my mouth.
That intimidating look was exactly what drew me, since I knew he wouldn’t judge my own weirdness.
demure,
I couldn’t help it that visions of that hand wrapping around my throat kept popping into my head. A firm grip that would push me back against the car seat and hold me still as he -
An unbidden vision of Aiden bending me over the side of the bike and unbuckling his belt, scolding me all the while, invaded my mental space.
The sudden thought that maybe, just maybe, he’d been pining after me too gave me a little rush of courage.
“The first thing I'll need you to do is get rid of your panties. You won’t need them for the rest of the night. Go into the restroom, take them off, and bring them back to me.”
no panties meant my wetness would drip to my thighs, making me sticky, filthy.
Handing him my panties and watching him inspect them had felt exactly how I’d hoped it would: degrading, sexy, and completely overwhelming.
wanted to go back to the car, straddle him right there in the driver’s seat, and ride him.
“I would love to punish you in front of a group like that: I’d let them see how desperate you get; I’d let them hear you beg. Only able to watch and not touch you.”
“To be honest, Violet, my goal is to have you crying in desperation by the end of the night,”
My breath quickened. Oh my god - I was actually going to do it. This was happening. Somehow, someway, he was going to squeeze that plug inside my ass. Then it would stay there, filling me for the rest of our night together.
I really was just a filthy little slut, like he’d said: my pussy ached to be filled, clenching with the desire to have Aiden press himself inside me. He’d said he’d make me beg, and I was ready to do exactly that.
“Damn right I’m not,” he released his hold on me, only to slap his palm against my cheek and grip my hair instead. “I’m going to make you cum until you can’t stand, and then I’m going to fuck your limp, overstimulated body until you’re all used up. Understand?”
“Stay bent over. Reach back and spread your cheeks. Let me see that plug filling your little ass.”
“I’ve noticed that you get wet when you’re embarrassed. How fun to fuck a wet, humiliated girl -
He began to fuck the toy in and out of me, again and again: all the way out, and brutally all the way back in. “We have to get this tight little hole used to being fucked, don’t we? How else will I fill your ass with cum after you’ve orgasmed yourself silly?”
“So wet, just like I knew you would be,” he mused. “So turned on from being humiliated in a back alley, hm?” “Yes, sir,”
He continued to thrust his fingers and the plug into me, nearly making my eyes roll back in my head. “You’ll get a spanking if you disobey. Hold it.”
“I love the way you feel coming on my fingers,”
“You sound so cute when you cry.”
“You want my cum, hm? You want me to fill up that tight ass of yours?”
“I’ll give your pussy a little taste first,” he said. “Get my cock nice and wet inside you.”
I hoped he felt the same all-encompassing ecstasy overtaking his body as he pressed into me again and again.
reminding me that I was to be a good, submissive girl for him.
Used, fucked to exhaustion, my shaking body becoming a vessel for his pleasure. All I wanted in that moment was to hear his moans deepen, to know that I’d pleased him-
I couldn’t get enough. I wanted more. I wanted his dominance, his deviancy, his darkness, again and again.
