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I stepped over his body and held the shorts in my hand.

He was so tragically turned on. “You think this is torture?” I dropped down to my knees above his waist. He moaned and knocked his pelvis against me.

I laughed while his hands grappled with the belt.

His muscles bulged, and I knew he desperately wanted to break free.

To touch me. “I’m just getting started, big boy.

” I crawled beneath his bound wrists as his arms surrounded me.

He whined while I casually rubbed the large bulge beneath his jeans.

I unbuttoned them and reached underneath while his eyes locked with mine.

He moaned as I felt his shaft and began to stroke it.

“Should I tell you what I’m going to do to you?

Or should I have you guess?” He didn’t answer.

I dug my nails along his length and gently clawed him in a way I knew he enjoyed. “Pick one.”

He groaned and twisted at my touch. “Fuck,” he whimpered. “I got a better idea. Why don’t you sit your pretty little ass down so I can show you what I’m going to do to you.” Sabbath thought he was winning this, but he forgot I was in control.

I pulled his dick from his jeans and glided my hand from the base to his tip with a controlled pressure.

My thumb rubbed along his tip, and he whimpered.

Beads of precum rolled down his length as he melted at my touch.

“I got a better idea.” I leaned in real close and ran my tongue up the underside of his chin.

“Why don’t you do what I say and open your mouth nice and wide for me, bad boy?

” Sabbath eagerly did as I asked and opened his mouth wide.

With a giant grin, I took my shorts and shoved them deep down his throat until he gagged on the red fabric.

He shook and wiggled with both shock and anger, but I only shushed him and caressed his face.

“Careful. Suffocating on a pair of shorts would be such a pathetic way to die.” I winked.

“Now, sit back, be a good little toy, and let me play with you.” His eyes widened.

My body hovered over his as I once again gripped his dick and rubbed it against my folds, teasing myself.

Sabbath flexed and tried to break his hands free, but it was no use.

I was in control. I laughed and watched him squirm with torture as I rubbed against him and coaxed my own excitement.

Muffled moans and groans came from his gagged mouth.

“Keep those eyes on me,” I whispered. “Because I’m about to really make you suffer.

” My hands lifted my camp t-shirt just above my breasts.

Sabbath’s eyes rolled, and he thrusted against me, anxiously begging to fuck me.

“Not yet,” I teased. I ran my fingers along my body, feeling my nipples as I moaned and guided my impending orgasm.

I reached down and began to rub myself, knowing just how much he liked to watch.

My touch felt so good, and I couldn't help but to lose myself in the moment. My body rocked against his as my head gently dipped back. I was quickly arousing myself to the cusp of a new orgasm. Sabbath moved and made all sorts of muffled noises, and it only added to my enjoyment. “You had your fun, Sabbath,” I breathed. “Now, it’s my turn.” Before I could even finish my sentence, I slid down his girthy dick and watched him arch at my tightness while my breathing hitched.

His arms, still wrapped around me, struggled to break free from the belt around his wrists, and I knew I had to hurry.

It was only a matter of time before he’d break free.

“You’re going to watch and listen as I fuck you.

” My hands pressed against his chest, and I began to ride him gently.

“And I’m going to use every inch of you.

” His arms tensed, and I smiled while increasing my speed.

Fuck, this so wrong. But it feels so fucking good.

Sabbath desperately tried to take control, but I wouldn’t let him. Not this time. He tried to thrust faster and harder into me. It took away from my growing pleasure, and I knew I needed to stop him, or I’d lose the chance of coming a second time.

I gripped his thick neck and squeezed it as tight as I could.

He stared up at me with such hungry eyes.

I didn’t care if he liked me blocking his airway, I just needed him to listen.

“You move at my pace. Or I’ll leave you here all pent up, bound and gagged for the others to find.

Your choice, Sabbath. Do you want me to leave?

Or are you going to listen?” He stared back at me and groaned.

“Good boy.” I rocked against him a few times before he caught on and followed my lead.

“Yes,” I moaned. “Just like that.” He squirmed beneath me, and I knew he was close.

“You want to come, don’t you?” He nodded.

“Well, you better hold it.” I rocked a bit faster.

“Because if you come before me, I’ll never let you touch me again.

” He growled through the gag, and I leaned forward.

“You really want to test me? I ran from you before, Sabbath. I can do it again.” His dark eyes looked right at me, and I tugged on his pierced nipple.

“Can you really go another couple years without me? Without feeling the hot wetness from my pussy? Or tasting me on your tongue?” I licked his chest and ran my tongue up along the underside of his neck.

He groaned and struggled as I kissed him.

“We both know how you love to fuck me. So start behaving, or I’m really going to make you suffer.

” I bit his lower lip and sucked it hard before releasing it with a wet pop.

His brows furrowed, and he pushed his dick deeper inside me.

I cried out and smiled, knowing full well he didn’t have a choice but to listen to me.

“That’s right.” I leaned back and readied myself.

“Now shut up and sit back, so I can fuck you as I see fit.”

Sabbath helplessly watched as I rode and fucked him senselessly.

I held nothing back and completely lost myself.

It felt as though some darkness had possessed me and wanted nothing more than to fuck him.

And I did. Over and over again until I was covered in sweat and my body ached.

I couldn’t breathe from enjoying myself so damn much.

I’d completely forgotten where we were and just focused on dragging my orgasm out as long as possible.

And I would’ve been fine, if Sabbath hadn’t snapped.

He broke the belt around his wrists and ripped my shorts from his mouth as he threw me onto my back.

He grabbed my throat and squeezed tight as he held me there while still inside me.

“Oh, you had your fun. Now, it’s my turn,” he growled.

Sabbath immediately pulled back and slammed his dick inside me.

I cried out and grasped his arm for support as he wasted no time pounding into me.

My mouth was gaping wide and loud moans and cries shot from it as he fucked the hell out of me.

It wasn’t long before he was nearing his own orgasm while still playing with mine.

“You think because you're a little slut you can just use me? No, I get to be a slut and use you. I’m in control now, spitfire. So do as I say and open your fucking mouth.” He released my neck and forced my mouth open as he slid his wet, wide dick deep down my throat.

His hands pinned mine down above my head, and the edges of my mouth stretched and ached as tears flowed from my eyes.

I couldn’t breathe and began to choke on him as precum slid down my esophagus.

“That’s right, take my dick,” he grunted as he came hard.

He thrusted harder and faster as the tip of his dick slammed into the back of my throat.

My spine ground against the cold woodshop floor as his warm cum filled my mouth and began to spill out of the corners as he moved faster and faster.

I nearly choked on his cum and had to swallow it to avoid losing consciousness.

Sabbath howled and moaned as he kept coming.

His eyes fell down on me, and he flinched inside my mouth.

“Now, who’s the toy?” He grinned and flexed a few more times before slowly peeling out of my mouth.

Cum and saliva strung from his shaft to my lips as he fell back onto his backside. I gasped and coughed as air surged through my lungs while Sabbath wiped his forehead. He brushed his hair from his face and smiled at me. I had to wipe my mouth from the excessive amount of his cum.

Sabbath exhaled as I sat up and quickly put my shorts back on. “Why the hurry?” he asked with a childish grin and his dick still out. “Not regretting this already, are you?” I rolled my eyes and fixed my shirt. “What a shame. You didn’t seem to regret being fucked by me last night.”

I stood and looked around at the mess we’d made.

“Fuck.” I was supposed to clean everything up, not make it worse.

Sabbath put his dick away and also stood.

He walked up to me and tilted my chin towards him.

I swatted his hand away. “Last night only happened because your fucking weed messed with my meds. I wasn’t in my right mind.

It wouldn’t have happened otherwise.” I pushed past him and began to clean up the spilled paint.

“As for that , well. We all make mistakes.” Sabbath didn’t seem to believe me.