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2/12/2020 2:35 am

Fuck Toy ...

His hands-on her—on her waist, holding tight. No—his hands pinning her wrists above her head.

Was he fucking her yet? No, not yet. His hands were on her thighs now and he was dragging his tongue over her pussy.

(her fingers moved faster on her clit)

What if—what if her hands were tied above her head? If she couldn’t touch him, was there for him to play with, to pleasure?

But what if they weren’t tied? What if she could reach down, grab his hair, tug at it, guide him, push his face into her pussy as she arched her back for more, more, more

Would he let her? Let her ride his face until she pulled him up, nails in his back, and hissed, “Fuck me”? Or would he slap her thigh, then bite the sting, punishing her for being a greedy little bitch?

(she gasped, pressed her face into the mattress)

He could never resist, though, could never resist when she was being greedy. He’d give her what she wanted—give her three, no, four fingers in her pussy when she only wanted two, calling her his filthy little girl…

(oh god, oh god)

So dirty—no, so naughty for wanting this, for wanting to be touched, for wanting fingers inside her pretty little cunt—

(she shoved two fingers inside herself, arched her back, whined)

Dripping all over his hand, look at how wet she was, Daddy’s bad little girl—and then… and then… what? Did he keep fingering her, cooing filthy things in the sweetest voice? Or did he decide to punish her for her greedy cunt? Did he start bringing out bigger and bigger toys, pushing them inside her and barely giving her time to adjust before pulling it out and inserting the next?

Would he tie her up with their biggest vibrator inside her? What if he got his fingers on her clit and rubbed it until she was so overwhelmed all she could do was cum—

(she dropped her hips, rubbed her clit against the mattress, wrist cramping from the awkward angle…)

(she came with a violent, gasping shudder, hips making tiny aborted thrusts into the mattress)

(“that was pretty,” he said from the doorway. “What were you thinking about?”)

(she was too fucked-out to respond)

~Unkown

"Men need to hunt. She obviously understands this. She’s offering herself as prey. Not easy prey. But willing.”

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