The Enticement
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“You like his fingers inside you or would you prefer something larger?”
I squirmed as much as possible, which, to be honest, wasn’t a lot. His fingers pumped slowly in and out of me, each time teasing that one spot that drove me wild whenever he touched it.
“I like his fingers, Sir, but I wouldn’t be opposed to something larger,” I said.
I imagined him crossing his arms. “Very safe answer, Abby. I’ll have to see if your Master and I can’t shake you up a little.”
“Or at least fuck it out of her,” Nathaniel added.
“Agreed. Thinking along those lines, why don’t you go for the second one?”
“You think she can handle that one? You don’t think it’s too big?”
“Only one way to find out.”
Jeff dropped back behind me. “Your Master is going to slide something else inside that hot pussy. You have one chance to guess what it is. If you’re wrong, we’ll be fucking your ass with it.”
I whimpered.
“Of course, maybe you’d like that.”
“She would,” Nathaniel added. “But you’d have to untie her and you wouldn’t like that.”
“Hell, no. All that work I’d have to redo? I wouldn’t like it at all.” Jeff squeezed the back of my neck. “I suggest you guess correctly the first time, understood?”
“Yes, Sir,” I whispered. I didn’t know Jeff all that well, but from the little I had seen and heard, I got the impression a submissive did everything she could to follow his commands to the letter.
“Here it goes,” Jeff said and I felt something large and smooth rub against me. “He’s going to ease it in slowly, so relax and take it.”
“Oh, fuck,” I said as it stretched me going in. Nathaniel pushed the object with one hand and rubbed my clit with the other.
“Not even halfway,” Jeff said. “I like that he’s going slow, his only goal to get more of that monster inside you. And watching your pussy split so wide around it. Fuck, it makes me so hard.”
The feeling of being penetrated by something so large was sweet torture. Especially with Nathaniel working my clit the way he was. The only problem was he was moving too slow. I wanted more. I wanted it deeper.
“Oh, shit, please,” I cried.
He withdrew it slightly. “What do you want, Abigail?”
“More, please, Master.” He withdrew it even more. “No, not yet.”
“Your call, Jeff,” Nathaniel said.
I tried to get more of it inside, but I once again found he’d bound me way too securely. “Please, Sir.”
“I do love it when a submissive says please,” Jeff said. “But I only like begging when I ask for it.”
He didn’t say anything else and the silence seemed to pound like waves in the room. Nathaniel kept the object just at my entrance so it was barely inside of me. I felt so empty and it was right there and I needed it. I bit the inside of my cheek so I wouldn’t beg and forced my hips to be still. My breaths came in short pants as I waited.
“Fuck her.”
My mind hadn’t registered the words before Nathaniel pushed the object inside me with one smooth move. I groaned as the fullness of whatever it was filled me completely and then he started to pump it in and out.
“Like that, Abby?” Jeff asked.
I couldn’t form a coherent thought. My focus was on the sensations flowing through my body. “Ahhh …”
“Is that a yes?” he asked Nathaniel.
“I think so. I don’t think I’ve ever heard that sound.” Nathaniel shifted the object just slightly and it starting hitting me in a different, more sensitive spot.
I grumbled something and even I wasn’t sure what it was.
“I think that means she wants it harder,” Jeff said. “Is that right, Abby? You want him to fuck you harder?”
Nathaniel didn’t wait for an answer, but immediately started thrusting the object faster and harder. My fists clutched at the empty air and my body rode the crest toward release. I was almost there when I realized I didn’t have permission. I sucked in a breath and started reciting the German alphabet backward and since I was so close to coming, I intentionally left out every other letter.
“What’s she saying?”
There was a smile in Nathaniel’s reply. “She’s studying German, and she recites it to keep from coming.”
“Then it’s time to get her mind on something other than her pleasure. What’s inside you, Abby?”
I squirmed as much as possible, which, to be honest, wasn’t a lot. His fingers pumped slowly in and out of me, each time teasing that one spot that drove me wild whenever he touched it.
“I like his fingers, Sir, but I wouldn’t be opposed to something larger,” I said.
I imagined him crossing his arms. “Very safe answer, Abby. I’ll have to see if your Master and I can’t shake you up a little.”
“Or at least fuck it out of her,” Nathaniel added.
“Agreed. Thinking along those lines, why don’t you go for the second one?”
“You think she can handle that one? You don’t think it’s too big?”
“Only one way to find out.”
Jeff dropped back behind me. “Your Master is going to slide something else inside that hot pussy. You have one chance to guess what it is. If you’re wrong, we’ll be fucking your ass with it.”
I whimpered.
“Of course, maybe you’d like that.”
“She would,” Nathaniel added. “But you’d have to untie her and you wouldn’t like that.”
“Hell, no. All that work I’d have to redo? I wouldn’t like it at all.” Jeff squeezed the back of my neck. “I suggest you guess correctly the first time, understood?”
“Yes, Sir,” I whispered. I didn’t know Jeff all that well, but from the little I had seen and heard, I got the impression a submissive did everything she could to follow his commands to the letter.
“Here it goes,” Jeff said and I felt something large and smooth rub against me. “He’s going to ease it in slowly, so relax and take it.”
“Oh, fuck,” I said as it stretched me going in. Nathaniel pushed the object with one hand and rubbed my clit with the other.
“Not even halfway,” Jeff said. “I like that he’s going slow, his only goal to get more of that monster inside you. And watching your pussy split so wide around it. Fuck, it makes me so hard.”
The feeling of being penetrated by something so large was sweet torture. Especially with Nathaniel working my clit the way he was. The only problem was he was moving too slow. I wanted more. I wanted it deeper.
“Oh, shit, please,” I cried.
He withdrew it slightly. “What do you want, Abigail?”
“More, please, Master.” He withdrew it even more. “No, not yet.”
“Your call, Jeff,” Nathaniel said.
I tried to get more of it inside, but I once again found he’d bound me way too securely. “Please, Sir.”
“I do love it when a submissive says please,” Jeff said. “But I only like begging when I ask for it.”
He didn’t say anything else and the silence seemed to pound like waves in the room. Nathaniel kept the object just at my entrance so it was barely inside of me. I felt so empty and it was right there and I needed it. I bit the inside of my cheek so I wouldn’t beg and forced my hips to be still. My breaths came in short pants as I waited.
“Fuck her.”
My mind hadn’t registered the words before Nathaniel pushed the object inside me with one smooth move. I groaned as the fullness of whatever it was filled me completely and then he started to pump it in and out.
“Like that, Abby?” Jeff asked.
I couldn’t form a coherent thought. My focus was on the sensations flowing through my body. “Ahhh …”
“Is that a yes?” he asked Nathaniel.
“I think so. I don’t think I’ve ever heard that sound.” Nathaniel shifted the object just slightly and it starting hitting me in a different, more sensitive spot.
I grumbled something and even I wasn’t sure what it was.
“I think that means she wants it harder,” Jeff said. “Is that right, Abby? You want him to fuck you harder?”
Nathaniel didn’t wait for an answer, but immediately started thrusting the object faster and harder. My fists clutched at the empty air and my body rode the crest toward release. I was almost there when I realized I didn’t have permission. I sucked in a breath and started reciting the German alphabet backward and since I was so close to coming, I intentionally left out every other letter.
“What’s she saying?”
There was a smile in Nathaniel’s reply. “She’s studying German, and she recites it to keep from coming.”
“Then it’s time to get her mind on something other than her pleasure. What’s inside you, Abby?”
