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“You’re going to come under my shitty boot?” he asks, and I nod.

“Please… I’d love it.”

“Go on then, whore. Show me.”

I can’t believe I’m rubbing myself off on a dirty boot, holding his ankle as I squirm and wriggle. The tread is weird as fuck, so rough that it has me gasping in seconds, and the flashlight is still bright, bearing down on me as he watches.

I never fake orgasms for clients, and I don’t fake this one. My clit is sparking wild when I give in to the power and grind to my own sordid beat, my tits jiggling as I gasp and come for a guy in a ski mask with his grimy boot against my clit.

He bears down heavy once I’ve finished, giving me a taste of his dominance.

“You owe me one now,” he says, “up on your knees.”

I don’t need telling twice. I’m still in the orgasm high when he tosses the flashlight on the bed and unzips his jeans and frees his meaty cock. He’s already so hard that the veins in his dick are straining.

I open my mouth and he’s throat deep in one thrust, making me gag so hard I retch in one. I’m so parched, I don’t think I’ll have any spit left to lube him up, but I’m wrong. My mouth fills up as he starts up in a rhythm – his huge, gloved hand in my hair.

I make sure I retch and gulp for him, my eyes fixed on his masked face in the darkness. I suck him like a hungry bitch, lapping and popping my lips, before opening back up wide for him to jam the back of my throat, and it works. His thrusts quicken, and I can feel his crest brewing. I’m grinning around his dick as he uses me, ready for a thick mouthful of cum, but he yanks my head away before he gives it to me.

“Think you’re going to get away with it that easily? A quick face fuck and I’ll let you free? Not a fucking chance.” He gestures to the bed. “Up on there, all fours. NOW.”

I do as I’m told, yelping when he grabs my hips and drags me to the edge of the bed.

He takes the flashlight once I’m in position. The mattress is old and squeaky, and the covers feel grimy underneath me, as dusty as the rest of this place – but filthier than that is the way he tells me to spread my ass cheeks and display my dirty pink and brown for him. He shines the flashlight right on my exposed holes, and it’s so humiliating when a single finger strokes my asshole.

“I could do so many things to you,” he says. “All alone out here, just you and me.”

I prickle at the threat in his voice, but Holly the whore sings in my filthy mind. It’s just a game. Just a game…

“Do it, then. Give me that thick, dirty cock and show me how fucking rough you can be. I hope you live up to the chase.”

“I will, bitch, don’t you worry.”

I’m bracing myself, wondering which hole he’ll go for, then gasp at the thrill as his finger slides into my ass and his cock head shunts into my pussy at the same time.

“Dirty bitch,” he says when I clench, squeezing both his dick and his finger.

He pulls back, grips my hips with both hands, and slams back into my pussy so hard I cry out and fall forward onto my stomach. He forces my ass cheeks apart and slams me again, the awkward stretch of my pussy making it burn so bad I cry out at the pain.

“Slut!” he says, fucking me through gritted teeth. “Slut, slut, slut, slut,” with every thrust.

The bed frame quakes as he fucks me, and he pins me down by the back of my neck – the musty duvet right in my face.

“Take it, bitch,” he says, like I have any choice.

I give myself up to him, a victim to his pleasure.

I’m nothing but a ragdoll slut with three play holes. Mouth, ass, pussy… they all become a blur. Fingers, mouth, dick. Whatever he chooses, wherever he gives it. I’m just a cheap piece of flesh on a rattling old bed as he tosses me around like he owns me. My safe word is the furthest thing from my mind as he pushes me harder, hurting my tits over and over, squeezing them so tight that I curse. Bastard. Then he punishes me for my backchat, spanking my ass so hard and fast I cry out some more.

And I’m there at last, in the heady, slutty headspace of my own.

I love it like this. I fucking love it.

User 706 is one hell of a good player. He knows what he’s doing.

His brutal slaps have me squealing, his cock in my throat has me choking, and his thrusts in my pussy have me begging. More, more, more, fucking more! He’s good at hitting the spot. Really fucking good. But I’m such an anal loving bitch now that when he switches to my ass, nudging his cock head at my needy hole, I’m panting and desperate. This is where I want his cum, and I’ll suck his cock clean for him after, like a good slut. I fucking promise.

That’s what I tell him.

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