gleaming butt plug was slowly worked into her ass, then moaned along with it when the vibrator buzzed to life again deep inside her while she watched.
Scene followed scene in no particular order, an endless loop of hot, steamy escapades. Claire watched as the stranger on film awakened to passion, finally allowing herself to let go and feel. She was barely aware of the door opening again. When Kyle moved into the picture in the mirror, Claire thought for a moment it was another scene from the movie. He got onto the bed behind her and unfastened the straps of her devices. When he began slowly pulling the long vibrator out of her ass, Claire shuddered. He felt her reaction and deliberately prolonged the moment, sliding it back in, then drawing it out a little further each time.
When he finally removed it, Claire felt empty. He untied her ankles and then moved to release her wrists as well. The last thing he did was to unsnap the elastic straps holding the butterfly tight against her clit.
“Get up, Claire. Come here.”
Claire got shakily to her feet. Kyle was standing in the center of the room, arms crossed over his chest.
“Get on your knees. Now unzip my pants and get out my cock. A good sub puts the pleasure of her dom ahead of her own. Show me you’re learning how to be a good sub.”
Claire reached for the zipper. Kyle’s cock was already hard, straining against the tight leather. She reached into his pants and drew it out, carefully avoiding the sharp metal edges of the zipper.
He was big, so big that her hand barely closed around it. Hesitantly, she brought her lips to the head, running her tongue over it. She looked up. Kyle was still wearing his black mask. Only his eyes were visible, and she couldn’t read their expression. Glancing at the mirrored wall, she saw another scene from last night—Kyle ramming his fingers inside her and demanding that she come for him. She looked at her face on the screen, saw in her own eyes the wild passion he’d ignited. Suddenly, Claire wanted nothing more than to see that same look in Kyle’s eyes and have the satisfaction of knowing she was the one who put it there.
She bent her head and took him in slowly, deeply. One hand circled his cock, stroking it up and down, hot mouth following the path traced by her hand. She ran her tongue over the sensitive head, then drew him deeper into her mouth. With her other hand, she reached inside the tight pants, cupping his balls. Claire was rewarded with a low groan. She sucked harder. Kyle buried both hands in her hair and held her as he began pumping his hips, shoving himself deeper into her mouth. She let him set the pace, moving her hand up and down the shaft while she sucked him.
Claire reached up and grabbed the waistband of Kyle’s leather pants, drawing them down over his hips, then lower still. He stepped out of them and kicked them aside. She ran her fingernails along the underside of his balls and felt them tighten even more. When Kyle’s body began to tremble, Claire doubled her efforts, swirling her tongue around the head before sucking it deep into her mouth. With a harsh cry, he exploded, holding her head in place as he pumped out every drop. She struggled to swallow, wanting so badly to please him in any way she could.
Staring up at him, she licked the head as he drew it out from between her lips. Kyle moved his hands to her shoulders, drawing her to her feet.
“Now it’s time for me to do my job as a good dom and see to your pleasure.” He bent and swept her into his arms, carrying her to the bed. This time there were no ropes to hold her, no strange devices violating her private parts. There was only him. His lips and tongue ravishing every inch of her body, his muscles hard and sleek against her skin. His hands spreading her apart, his hot mouth roaming, settling on her aching clit, sucking until she couldn’t stand it any longer. Claire screamed, and then screamed again when he reared up and rammed
Scene followed scene in no particular order, an endless loop of hot, steamy escapades. Claire watched as the stranger on film awakened to passion, finally allowing herself to let go and feel. She was barely aware of the door opening again. When Kyle moved into the picture in the mirror, Claire thought for a moment it was another scene from the movie. He got onto the bed behind her and unfastened the straps of her devices. When he began slowly pulling the long vibrator out of her ass, Claire shuddered. He felt her reaction and deliberately prolonged the moment, sliding it back in, then drawing it out a little further each time.
When he finally removed it, Claire felt empty. He untied her ankles and then moved to release her wrists as well. The last thing he did was to unsnap the elastic straps holding the butterfly tight against her clit.
“Get up, Claire. Come here.”
Claire got shakily to her feet. Kyle was standing in the center of the room, arms crossed over his chest.
“Get on your knees. Now unzip my pants and get out my cock. A good sub puts the pleasure of her dom ahead of her own. Show me you’re learning how to be a good sub.”
Claire reached for the zipper. Kyle’s cock was already hard, straining against the tight leather. She reached into his pants and drew it out, carefully avoiding the sharp metal edges of the zipper.
He was big, so big that her hand barely closed around it. Hesitantly, she brought her lips to the head, running her tongue over it. She looked up. Kyle was still wearing his black mask. Only his eyes were visible, and she couldn’t read their expression. Glancing at the mirrored wall, she saw another scene from last night—Kyle ramming his fingers inside her and demanding that she come for him. She looked at her face on the screen, saw in her own eyes the wild passion he’d ignited. Suddenly, Claire wanted nothing more than to see that same look in Kyle’s eyes and have the satisfaction of knowing she was the one who put it there.
She bent her head and took him in slowly, deeply. One hand circled his cock, stroking it up and down, hot mouth following the path traced by her hand. She ran her tongue over the sensitive head, then drew him deeper into her mouth. With her other hand, she reached inside the tight pants, cupping his balls. Claire was rewarded with a low groan. She sucked harder. Kyle buried both hands in her hair and held her as he began pumping his hips, shoving himself deeper into her mouth. She let him set the pace, moving her hand up and down the shaft while she sucked him.
Claire reached up and grabbed the waistband of Kyle’s leather pants, drawing them down over his hips, then lower still. He stepped out of them and kicked them aside. She ran her fingernails along the underside of his balls and felt them tighten even more. When Kyle’s body began to tremble, Claire doubled her efforts, swirling her tongue around the head before sucking it deep into her mouth. With a harsh cry, he exploded, holding her head in place as he pumped out every drop. She struggled to swallow, wanting so badly to please him in any way she could.
Staring up at him, she licked the head as he drew it out from between her lips. Kyle moved his hands to her shoulders, drawing her to her feet.
“Now it’s time for me to do my job as a good dom and see to your pleasure.” He bent and swept her into his arms, carrying her to the bed. This time there were no ropes to hold her, no strange devices violating her private parts. There was only him. His lips and tongue ravishing every inch of her body, his muscles hard and sleek against her skin. His hands spreading her apart, his hot mouth roaming, settling on her aching clit, sucking until she couldn’t stand it any longer. Claire screamed, and then screamed again when he reared up and rammed
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