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Silla whispers, ”Okay. Yes. I want this.”

I can’t wait anymore, and I glance up at Isaac as my mouth opens to suck Silla’s clit into my mouth. I play across it with my teeth, loving every whimper and moan.

“Arms up, Silla,” Isaac tells her, and he pulls the shirt from her body. “I’m going to hold your hands over your head. Be a good girl, and let the Warden play?”

“Yes,” she says, and Isaac takes her wrists in one of his hands.

Holding her thighs open wide, I lick and suck along her pussy.

“How sweet is her pussy, Gray?” Isaac asks, leaning against the wall, palming his dick outside of his joggers.

“She tastes like vanilla and smells like jasmine. Don’t move your legs, or you’ll be punished,” I warn Silla, moving a hand to push my fingers inside of her.

Gasping, her breasts jiggle slightly with every breath. Isaac moves to lick and suck on her tits, and harsh moans fill the air. Her thighs tremble a bit more, and I can feel her pussy fluttering around my fingers.

Taking out my glistening fingers, I suck them clean, ignoring Silla’s frustrated whimper. “Shh,” I whisper, slapping her pussy with my hand.

She comes off the bed with a scandalized half-scream, and I smirk. “Don’t come until I tell you,” I command, going back to eating her out.

I can tell that her head is spinning between the intense feelings of being near orgasm and harshness of punishment. Over and over I bring her nearer to release, and then take it away. Silla can’t help herself, and her legs threaten to suffocate me a few times.

“Such a sloppy, wet pussy,” I praise, kissing her thigh.

“Please…” Silla begs, her tears sweet as they run down her face.

“We aren’t done yet,” Isaac tells her, licking up her cheek to collect her tears before kissing her. “Your legs moved, Baby Girl.”

“Wait… what? Oh no,” she laments, her eyes wide.

“Are you going to be a good girl and take your punishment? I’ll make it quick,” I promise.

Silla’s lip trembles, and she looks adorable. Her ass will look so pretty, all pink and warm. “Yes,” she says, her eyes both excited and worried.

“Turn onto your hands and knees, Silla,” I say sternly, and a flush begins to run up her body. Her pink nipples turn even darker with desire.

It’s nice to know that she likes it when I get gruff and stern with her. My dick twitches as I remember how she called meDaddy. Fuck me.

Wrists still in Isaac’s hand, she manages to turn herself.

Tapping on her thighs with my fingers, Silla opens her legs wider at my direction. I rob her of her voice as my hand gently brushes her skin, heightening the anticipation. Issac bites his lip as he watches me.

“Pull out your cock,” I tell him, mostly to see if he’ll let me be in charge right now. Typically, he’s someone who doesn’t like to follow orders unless it’s in a work environment.

Rolling his eyes like a brat, he pushes his joggers down his hips, releasing his dick. Grunting, I stare at the precum on the tip, smirking. He should enjoy the show.

Silla’s chest is lying prone on the bed, her legs wide open, giving me a delicious view of her pussy.

“Godsdamn, Dangerous Girl, you’re so beautiful. You will count after every spanking. They may be slow or quick. I know I promised to be fast, but now… all I can say is I’ll let you come before you pass out,” I tell her.

Whimpering, her body erupts in goosebumps as she waits. Striking her right ass cheek, I enjoy the hiss Silla rewards me with.

“One,” she forces out.

The second and third swats go to her pussy and left thigh. Begrudgingly, Silla counts for me. Pushing my fingers inside of her pussy without warning, I pump them inside of her.

“What… why… oh Gods,” Silla mewls, clamping down on my fingers as her thighs shake from the exertion of staying open so wide.

“That’s it,” I murmur, pulling out of her and spanking her twice more.