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My free hand reaches behind me, and tugs at the chains attached to her nipple clamps. She cries out around my cock.

“Is this how you want me to hurt you? Do you want more?”

“Mmmm.” She moans.

I yank my cock out of her mouth.

“Answer me, Kitty Cat.”

She coughs as she takes one ragged breath after another. When she looks up at me with half-lidded eyes, she whispers.

“Is that all you got?”

“Good girl.” I snarl, and shove my cock back inside of her throat. This time, she starts moving her head without me guiding her. Dark chestnut hair bounces in the fetid air around us. My balls slap against her chin with each vicious thrust, and I can feel my first orgasm building up.

“I’m going to cum down that throat of yours, Kitty Cat,” I pant as I feel my orgasm building up.

And then with a roar, I bury myself deep in her throat, push her head against the back of the chair, and cum. Spurt after spurt of semen pour forward, and the dip at the bottom of her neck sinks rapidly as she gulps me down as quickly as she can.

But it’s not fast enough.

Wrenching her head this way and that, she forces me out of her mouth and coughs, white cum dripping from her lips as she pants under me.

My hand is still in her hair, and I yank her up so that I can look into her cock-drunk eyes. The last few drops of cum dribble down her chin and join the puddle running along her body.

“That’s hole number one.” I chuckle. “And I’m just getting started.”

Before she can react, I undo the straps holding her in the chair, and yank her to her feet. She’s startled by this, but follows obediently as I drag her behind me like she’s on a leash.

Pulling her to the closest wall, I raise her arms up and cuff those into straps bolted to the ceiling above her head until she’s standing on the balls of her feet.

The position thrusts her chest out, exposing her breasts to me. As vulnerable as she is, I’m not done. I kick her ankles apart and tie them to straps on the floor. Her thighs tense as she balances on her toes, legs wide, and her pussy gleams pink in the light.

I stand back to appreciate my work.

“Are you ready for hole number two?”

Emily throws her head back against the wall, eyes still closed, and whispers. “Yes.”

She’s so slick that I push three fingers into her without any resistance. She gasps loudly, and thrusts her hips forward, rubbing her swollen clit against my palm. I watch her brows furrow from exertion and pleasure.

Two strokes, then three, and I know when I reach eight, she’ll come. I can read her like a book.

Her ribs rise and fall, her neck pulsing as my cum rolls off her. The smell of sex hangs heavy between us. My cock is furious at me for holding it back from entering her. I won’t let her have that yet.

Give her a taste of what she wants. That will loosen her tongue.“Go ahead, Kitty Cat. Come for me. It’s right there. Go on … That’s it … I feel how warm and wet and inviting your pussy’s getting. It’s practically on fire. Come for me. Do it. If you don’t, I might never let you come again.”

I barely finish the last word before her pussy squeezes my fingers. She bends her spine as much as she can, given the restraints, and shakes as the orgasm uproots itself from her body.

“FUCK!” she shrieks. I was telling the truth that no one would hear her in this place. But she’s so loud that I wonder if she might shatter the walls with her voice.

Breathing in big gulps, she goes limp in the chains. Her eyes watch me from behind her sweaty chestnut hair and her hooded brow, and her dazzling sapphire eyesglareat me.

“You should be thanking me.” I tell her, drawing my fingers from her pussy.

She holds my gaze quietly.

I lick my fingers clean, waiting for a reaction, but she keeps glaring. “You taste sweet for someone so dirty.”

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