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His black boot at least looked clean as I moved to place myself over it, dropping low on my knees until the leather pressed against me. The way I slid against it let me know I was already outrageously wet.

‘That’s it. Show me how badly you want this, Katie. Stop hiding what you are and let me see you.’

Placing a hand on his knee, I rocked my hips, closing my eyes as the sensation rippled through me. His gloved fingers gripped my chin, tilting my head up as he sat forward in the chair.

‘Keep them open. No hiding. Accept that you are grinding your cunt on a stranger’s boot to get yourself off. Admit that you will do filthy things to get me to pin you down and fuck you the way you need to be fucked. Because you need this, don’t you?’

‘Yes,’ I moaned, quickening my hips. He had become an addiction. The masked man who stole in and extracted the fantasies I’d always kept hidden.

My lips parted as I panted while working myself against his boot, grinding my clit hard over the leather repeatedly while he held my jaw, keeping my eyes fixed on him.

‘Such a good girl. So desperate for my cock deep inside you. You’d do anything to show me how much you deserve it.’

‘Anything.’ My words were a whimper as I slid myself against him, tension building between my thighs at the deviance of the act I was performing for him. A gasp tore from my throat when he slid his hand down and clamped his fingers on either side of my throat. My eyes hooded as he restricted my air, making me move even quicker in pursuit of the crashing orgasm that was so close to sweeping me away. I jerked myself against him, crushing my clit against his boot as the telltale trembling quaked between my thighs. The closer I drew to orgasm, the tighter his fingers clasped around my throat, making my breaths shallower as my head swam.

‘Come for me Katie, let go and give into that dark bit of you that you’ve been hiding for years. I want to see everything you have to give. Give it to me.’

I did.

I came so hard, my cries muffled by his hand cutting off my air, that my body shook against his shin. My orgasm was explosive, leaving no part of me unaffected as I gave in entirely to the intensity of it.

He barely let go of me long enough for me to draw a full breath before he fisted my hair and forced me down, my face inches from the slick, coated boot.

‘Look at the mess you made, Katie. You’d better get that tongue out and clean it up.’

I was still reeling from the orgasm as I set my tongue against the leather, licking at his wet boot with long, even strokes. My mouth was full with the taste of me as he groaned.

‘Fucking hell, Katie. What are you doing to me? You’re so fucking hot.’

Satisfaction flooded me at his pleased words.

‘That’s it. Show me how well you can work that tongue. I’ve got something else for you to lick.’

That familiar feeling I got when with him flowed through me. As everything else going on in my life reduced down to that single moment, my only goal was to make him proud of me. To make him want to gift me with pleasure for being good.

When he pulled me back to my knees, his trousers were loose, his hard cock in his lap as an invitation.

I was on him before he could say another word, slathering him with my tongue before sucking him greedily into my mouth.

‘Fuck,’ he groaned as I sunk my mouth over his length, fighting my gag reflex to take in more. ‘Such a delightful mouth. I should fill it more often.’

His hand loosened in my hair as he let me work him, sliding my tongue down over his balls while wrapping my hand around his cock, before swapping to swallow as much of him as I could.

The piercing at the tip made me squirm. I loved the metal against my tongue as I focused my attention on the head of his cock.

‘You really are desperate to be fucked, aren’t you?’ he said with a throaty laugh. ‘If you keep that up, you’re going to blow your chances.’

He caught me off guard when he gripped my hair and forcefully pushed me down until my mouth and throat fully encased his cock. I fought for air, panic rising as he bucked his hips, grinding against my throat as I tried not to vomit.

‘I’m going to make sure every hole feels well fucked by morning. Do you understand me?’

I nodded on his dick, tears flowing as I fought against his grip. He pulled me off of him and pushed me to the floor, pressing my face into the carpet as he lifted my ass into the air with his other hand. My cries filled the room as he laid three sharp spanks on my exposed ass before slapping my wet pussy. Heat radiated from me as he spread me open, spitting on me before sinking his fingers roughly into me.

‘Ask for me to fill you up, my little slut.’

‘Please... Oh god...’ I whimpered as he turned his fingers inside me. ‘Please give me your dick.’

‘It’s a good job you're on birth control, because there isn’t a chance in hell I won’t fill you up with cum.’

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