1. The Third Whore, or No A for Effort


    Date: 8/17/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Author: VirgoGo, Rating: 11, Source: LushStories

    all my things. I might have been gagged and sore, but I wasn’t going to take this violation passively so I grunted loudly and stared at him. He grabbed a few of my things and wandered back over to the bed where I'd remained poised and ready. He grabbed my hair with his left hand. "If I'm using you, I'm using all of you..." He let the ambiguity linger in the air, while my sphincter tightened in fear. He was too big to fuck my ass, but that didn't mean he might not try... or perhaps he was only referring to using my stuff? He sat in front of me, so I could watch him examine my belongings close up. First, he opened the makeup bag, and pulled out a tube of lipstick which he promptly uncapped. He lifted my chin up, and applied some around my lips, making my mouth look like a pornographic clown's. He released my chin, and walked behind me. I could feel him writing something on my left cheek, and then something on the side of my body. I recognized that he was just trying to fuck with my head, but that knowledge didn't mitigate my curiosity or the likely distaste I'd feel once I knew how he'd marked me. He then found the pouch with my rechargeable vibrator, and shook the contents of the bag onto the bed in front of me. The vibrator bounced once, and landed next to my right wrist. Mark grabbed it, turned it on, and ran it along my face and neck. I was grateful that his touch had softened, so I exposed my skin to the vibrator, shifting and leaning into that tiny whiff of pleasure. His ...
    hand and the vibrator traveled over my nipples, my abdomen, down my thighs. Everywhere but my pussy. I knew this game. I'd played this game. So I spread my knees as far as they would go and raised my hips. "You want this on your clit, don't you, whore?" I nodded vigorously. "You don't get off until I get off, which means first you're going to have to work." I nodded more slowly. Hadn't I been working already? How much more effort would he require? I looked behind me, and saw that his erection had returned as he rolled on a condom. "Show me you want my cock. Make me want to ram it in you." He had placed one hand on each of my hips, so I pushed back against him until I felt the head, and then I did my best to grind on it. I rotated my hips, moved my cunt forward and back, anything to stimulate and arouse him. It was lewd, dirty work, but it beat choking on dick. My exaggerated movements must have worked, because he grabbed my hair in his left hand and pulled me back onto his cock as he thrust it hard inside me. I yelped, involuntarily, as his large cock hit my cervix. He hardly noticed my reaction, and continued to pump me, using my hair and collar for leverage, to go as deeply as possible. It was excruciating, yet compelling, so I opened myself to him as much as I dared. I felt Mark’s pace quicken, and the pressure on my neck heighten. He was thrusting harder still, while gripping my collar. I did my best to match his pace. This continued for several, excruciating minutes. As ...
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