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It was my turn to be the asshole, and I would not disappoint. He snorted, still grinning at me.

"I can get on my back, Kitten. I can get back on my knees as well." My lips pursed together as I walked over to him.

"Then get on your fucking back so you're facing me. I have some business to attend to before I leave here and never return."Even after all I had just done to him, he still looked at me with a painful expression. Like the thought of my leaving would be the death of him. For a moment, I felt a bitter taste of revulsion flit across my tongue for what I was about to do.

Chapter 34

Atlas

I had to tread carefully. My training taught me to stay calm in enemy territory and never reveal my genuine emotions to my adversaries.

Right now, Kitten was indeed my foe, and I needed to keep my wits about me so she wouldn't kill me with the huge butcher knife she held in her hand. I am pretty sure she won't end me, but there was no doubt in my mind that she was capable of murder under the right circumstances.

I was relieved when she threw the weapon on the counter. I twisted my hands on the leg of the table, pulling my bottom half up into a sitting position on the floor.

I was no contortionist, but I was well-versed in twisting and maneuvering my body into various positions to escape a sticky situation. I shimmied my ass forward as far as I could while raising my hands higher on the table leg.

With my wrists as high as they would go, I pushed myself onto my back. It wasn't the most comfortable position, but I have been in much worse pickles throughout my thirty years on this planet.

Once I was on my back, she grinned wickedly and walked over to me. She positioned her legs on either side of my head, giving me a complete view of her bare pussy underneath the sundress she wore.

I felt my cock stir, a move that didn't escape her.

"I will give you one last look at what you will never see again, Atlas. Enjoy my pussy, you filthy animal. Now, stick out your tongue. I want you to eat me out like it is the last time you will ever taste me because itisthe last time you will ever enjoy this feast again."

She sat on my face with all her weight, almost smothering me under her cunt. My cock stood at attention, pressing against my jeans, making my balls ache. She rubbed her pussy across my mouth and nose before getting on her knees so she wouldn't kill me from lack of air.

I loved her cunt. Her pussy was addicting. I reveled in the taste of her juices. I licked and sucked on her clit vigorously. She was always my kryptonite. Her taste and scent, both tangy and musky, drove me wild.

Because of my position, I couldn't see her face, but I could hear her breathing heavily as I lapped at the swollen knot between her legs. I was going to make her scream and shake while I licked and sucked her pink flesh.

"Oh, God." She breathed…."Eat my pussy good, you filthy, psychotic, fucking pig!"

I groaned loudly as she rocked her sweet cunt on my face. Her juices were dripping down my chin.

I lapped up as much as possible before the sticky sweetness fell onto my chest. I wantedallof it.

My dick was throbbing. I was turned on more than usual. I always loved taboo and filth, and this little tart thought she was giving me a taste of my own medicine by ordering me around like her slave, but I loved it!!

Her breaths were becoming shallower as I licked and tugged on the center of her pleasure. The little pink nub was erect enough so I could suckle it between my lips and swirl my tongue all around her pussy folds. I wish my fucking hands were free so I could hold her steady.

She kept sliding back and forth, making it more difficult for me to concentrate on her magic spot. Usually, when I am in control, I don't allow her to move as much. I would command her to stay still while I tortured her pussy with my mouth, cock, or vibrator.

She grew to love it after a while. I knew she was getting close. She was panting and moaning loudly, making my balls ache with the need to be buried deep inside her. Her hips were grinding down on my mouth without mercy. I kept up the pace without breaking the memento. She squeezed both sides of my head with her knees as her hips thrust down onto my tongue.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh, God, you are so good, you fucking crazy psychopath. Make me cum hard!"

She screamed, sending shivers down my spine. Her body shook and writhed as her climax took hold of her. I kept up the assault on her clit until I swallowed every drop of her cum. Her body relaxed as her climax subsided.

She jumped off my face and stood with both legs on either side of my head. She looked down at me with a grin spread across her lips. I imagined my face glowed in her juices. Her stickiness coated my mouth and lips. I reveled in her taste and scent. Her voice broke through my thoughts, bringing me back to my precarious predicament.

"I know you enjoyed that, Atlas. I am not a fool to think that was a punishment for you."

She stood beside me, looking at my rock-hard erection through my jeans. I could feel the pre-cum in my Calvins and felt frustrated that I couldn't bend her over and fuck her into next week. I thought about how I would punish her for what she did to me, and I became more excited. She laughed loudly, throwing her head back.

"Well, look who has a hard-on and will not get off. I allowed you to eat me out only becauseI wantedto get off and torture you at the same time. Let's get this show on the road so I can get out of here before one of your minions shows up and altars my escape plans."

She snapped her fingers.