“I will get out of this. You have no hold over me!” she spat, defiantly ignoring the pounding pleasure in her pussy.
“You will get exactly where you long to be, pretty pet,” soothed the man in the dark suit. “We do not need to hold you when you are trapped in the grip of your own desires.”
“I … I don’t want this. I … ooooooh … I want to be free,” she gasped between moans of lust.
“It is good for you to want things,” said the man, watching the looks of pleasure and confusion war across her beautiful face. “You want to be free so you can give into your desires.”
“Yes! Yes! Fuck me! Please let me cum! Yes! Make me yours!” she babbled in bliss.
“There, there,” soothed the man in the dark suit. “We will fuck you and make you cum until that juicy cunt of yours is squeezed dry. For nothing more can you desire now that you are ours.”
Like what you read? Will you buy me a coffee and suggest something rich to sink my teeth into? Or peer into the depths of my longer fiction?