Chapter 3: Later that night
The dim glow of the bedside lamp cast long, dancing shadows across the room as Casey stirred awake. His head throbbed, a dull ache that seemed to pulse in time with his heartbeat. He tried to lift his hand to rub his temples, but found his wrist restrained. Blinking away the grogginess, he looked down to find himself strapped to a massage table, his arms and legs secured to the cool, smooth surface. A shiver ran down his spine, not from fear, but from anticipation.
"Morning, pet," a sultry voice purred from the doorway.
Mary stood there, leaning against the frame, her red hair cascading over her shoulders, a wicked grin playing on her lips. She was dressed in a black lace teddy that left little to the imagination, her curves accentuated by the delicate fabric. In her hands, she held a pair of latex gloves and a bottle of lube.
Casey's cock twitched at the sight of her, already hardening despite the throbbing in his head. "Good morning, Mistress," he replied, his voice hoarse from sleep.
Mary sauntered into the room, her hips swaying seductively.
She walked around the table, her heels clicking on the hardwood floor, her eyes never leaving Casey's. She stopped beside him, her hand trailing along his arm, her nails scraping lightly against his skin.
"Do you know why you're here, pet?" she asked, her voice low and sultry.
Casey swallowed hard, his cock throbbing in anticipation. "Yes, Mistress," he replied. "To serve you."
Mary's smile widened, her eyes gleaming with lust. "That's right, pet," she said, her hand moving to his chest, her fingers tracing circles around his nipple and gently pinching it.
"Today, we're going to explore some new sensations. I've invited a friend to join us."
Casey's eyebrow raised, a flicker of curiosity in his eyes. "A friend, Mistress?"
Mary nodded, her hand moving lower, her fingers brushing against his stomach, making him squirm. "Claire. She's new to all this, but eager to learn. And I thought, who better to teach her than my favorite pet?"
Before Casey could respond, the door opened and in walked a tall, heavyset woman with short blonde hair, piercing blue eyes, and an enormous butt.
She wore a skintight black dress with no panties that hugged every curve, her massive ass straining against the fabric. She was a stark contrast to Mary's petite, hourglass figure, but no less enticing.
"Claire, meet Casey," Mary said, gesturing to the bound man on the table. "Casey, this is Claire. She's here to learn... and to play."
Claire approached the table, her eyes roaming over Casey's naked body, a hungry look in her gaze. "He's cute," she commented, her voice a low purr.
"And well-built too." She reached out, running a finger along Casey's abs, making him tense under her touch. Mary watched, a smirk playing on her lips.
"Go ahead, touch him," she encouraged Claire. "He won't bite... much."
Claire chuckled, her hand moving to Casey's thigh, squeezing the muscle. "He feels strong," she murmured, her eyes meeting Casey's. "I bet he's strong everywhere."
Casey swallowed hard, his cock twitching at her words. Mary noticed, her smirk widening. "Why don't you find out, Claire?
See if he's strong everywhere," Mary suggested, her voice dripping with mischief. Claire bit her lip, her eyes gleaming with excitement. She looked at Mary, then back at Casey, a wicked grin spreading across her face.
"Alright, pet," she said, her voice suddenly taking on a dominant tone. "Let's see what you've got."
Casey's cock twitched at her words, his body tensing in anticipation. Claire's hand moved to his cock, wrapping around it, giving it a firm squeeze. He groaned, his hips bucking slightly at the contact.
Claire's grip tightened, her thumb rubbing against the sensitive head of his cock, spreading the pre-cum that had gathered there. She leaned down, her breath hot on his ear as she whispered, "I think our boy likes that, Mary."
Mary chuckled, her fingers still tracing patterns on Casey's chest. "Oh, he does, Claire. He loves it when a woman takes charge."
Claire's hand began to move, stroking Casey's cock slowly, firmly. She could feel it throbbing in her grasp, growing harder with each pass of her hand.
She looked up at Mary, a wicked grin on her face. "He's got a nice cock, doesn't he?"
Mary nodded, her eyes gleaming with lust. "One of the best I've had. But don't just tease him, Claire. Make him work for it."
Claire's grin widened, and she leaned down, her tongue flicking out to lick the head of Casey's cock. He gasped, his hips bucking slightly at the sudden contact. She hummed, her tongue swirling around the sensitive flesh, tasting the salty pre-cum that had gathered there.
She began to take more and more of him into her mouth, her lips wrapped tightly around his girth, her cheeks hollowing with each upward stroke.
Casey groaned, his hips thrusting upwards, driving his cock deeper into her mouth. He could feel the familiar pressure building in his balls, the intensity of the sensation making him dizzy.
Mary watched, her own arousal spiking as she watched her pet being pleasured by another woman.
She could see the tension in Casey's body, the way his muscles flexed and released as Claire worked him over. She loved seeing him like this, at the mercy of another's touch, his pleasure dependent on someone else's whim.
Claire's head bobbed up and down, her lips stretched wide around Casey's thick shaft. She could feel him hitting the back of her throat with each thrust, her gag reflex threatening to kick in. But she pushed through it, determined to make him come undone.
Mary decided it was time to up the ante.
She walked around the side of the table and leaned over Casey, her wide hips barely missing his head.
"Fuck, he's so hard," she purred, grinding her pussy down on his chest. "I think it's time for some ball torture."
She gave one of his balls a squeeze, watching as Casey winced in pain. The sensation of her soft hands gripping his balls was indescribable.
She rolled them gently between her fingers, applying just enough pressure to make him squirm. He could feel the blood rushing to his cock, making it throb even harder.
"Look at that, Claire," Mary said, her voice laced with amusement. "Our boy here is enjoying himself."
Claire looked up from her task, her lips glistening with saliva and pre-cum. "He looks ready to burst," she agreed, her voice husky.
Mary smiled, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Well, we can't have that, can we?
Not before you've properly entertained our guest," Mary teased, her hand still fondling Casey's balls. She looked at Claire, a wicked gleam in her eye. "Claire, why don't you show our boy here what you've learned?"
Claire's eyes lit up, and she released Casey's cock from her mouth with a pop. She stood up, her massive ass swaying as she moved to the end of the table. Mary stepped aside, giving Claire full access to Casey's bound body.
Claire licked her lips, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. She reached out, her hands trailing up Casey's thighs, making him shiver. She paused at his balls, cupping them gently, feeling their weight, their heat.
"Such pretty balls," she murmured, her voice low and sultry. "I wonder how they'll taste."
Casey's cock twitched at her words, a bead of pre-cum forming at the tip. Claire leaned down, her tongue flicking out to lick it away. She hummed, her tongue swirling around the head of his cock, tasting the salty fluid.
Then, without warning, she took one of his balls into her mouth, sucking gently, her tongue lapping at it. Casey gasped, his hips bucking slightly at the unexpected sensation. Mary watched, her own pussy growing wetter by the second, as Claire explored Casey's balls with her mouth.
"Fuck, Claire," Mary groaned, her voice ragged. "Suck his balls, baby. Make him beg for your cock."
Claire looked up, her lips glistening with spit, and smiled wickedly at Mary.
"You like that, don't you, Mary? Seeing our boy here squirm while I suck his balls?"
Mary nodded, her breath coming in short gasps. "Fuck yeah, I do. Keep going, Claire. Make him beg."
Claire turned her attention back to Casey, her tongue swirling around his balls, her lips sucking gently. She could feel them tightening, drawing up towards his body as he fought to hold back his orgasm. She wanted to push him over the edge, to make him lose control completely. "Don't stop until you've made him cum 5 times and wrap your fist around his sensitive head and polish it good. If he screams too much, sit on his face and muffle the sound. Make sure to torture his balls real hard the whole time," Mary said to her and giggled with an evil grin.
Claire nodded eagerly, her eyes gleaming with excitement. She took both of Casey's balls into her mouth, sucking hard, her tongue lashing against them. Casey cried out, his hips bucking as a wave of intense pleasure-pain washed over him. Claire hummed, her lips vibrating against his sensitive flesh, sending jolts of electricity coursing through his body.
"Fuck, Claire!" Casey shouted, his voice muffled by Mary's ass pressing down on his face. "That feels so fucking good!"
Claire pulled back, a string of saliva connecting her mouth to Casey's balls.
She grinned, her eyes gleaming with sadistic pleasure. "You like that, don't you, pet?" she taunted, giving his balls a sharp slap. "You like having your balls sucked and played with?"
Casey moaned, his hips bucking involuntarily. "Yes, Mistress Claire," he panted. "It feels so fucking good."
Mary watched, her own pussy throbbing with jealousy and desire. She wanted to be the one torturing Casey, but she also loved watching him squirm under another woman's touch.
She could see the veins bulging in his neck, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps as Claire continued to torment his balls. Claire's hand moved to Casey's cock, wrapping around it, giving it a firm squeeze.
"Look at that, Mary," Claire said, her voice laced with amusement. "Our boy here is leaking like a faucet. He must really love having his balls played with."
Mary chuckled, her eyes gleaming with lust.
But don't let him get too comfortable. We need to keep him on edge."
Claire grinned wickedly, her hand beginning to move, stroking Casey's cock slowly, firmly.
"Maybe I should give him something else to focus on," she suggested, her voice low and sultry.
Mary raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips. "Oh, really?
And what did you have in mind, Claire?" Mary asked, her voice dripping with curiosity and lust.
Claire's grin widened, her eyes gleaming with mischief. She looked at Casey, her gaze traveling down his body, lingering on his cock, which was now rock hard and throbbing with need. "I think it's time our boy here gets a proper fucking," she said, her voice low and sultry.
Mary's eyes widened, a surge of jealousy coursing through her. But she pushed it aside, eager to see where Claire was going with this.
Mary's eyes gleamed with curiosity and lust as she watched Claire reach into her dress and pull out a strap-on dildo, the silicone cock glistening with lube.
"Fuck, Claire," Mary breathed, her pussy clenching at the sight. "Where did you hide that?"
Claire grinned, holding up the harness. "I came prepared. I figured if we were going to play, I might as well bring my own toys."
Mary laughed, her eyes never leaving the strap-on. "Well, I fucking approve.
Now, let's see how our boy here handles a real cock," Mary said, her voice dripping with lust. She stepped aside, giving Claire room to maneuver.
Claire wasted no time. She slipped the harness on, securing it around her thick thighs and wide hips. The dildo, a generous eight inches of veined silicone, jutted out, pointing straight at Casey's bound body. She lubed it up, her hand sliding up and down the shaft, making it glisten.
Casey watched, his breath coming in short gasps, his cock throbbing with anticipation.
The sight of Claire, her massive ass swaying, her heavy tits bouncing, that fake cock pointing straight at him, was almost too much to bear.
"Fuck, Claire," he groaned, his hips bucking slightly. "You look so fucking hot."
Claire smirked, her eyes gleaming with lust. "You like that, don't you, pet? You like seeing me with a cock?"
Casey nodded, his throat dry.
"Fuck yes, Mistress Claire. I want to see you fuck me with that big cock."
Claire's grin widened, and she climbed onto the table, straddling Casey's hips. She reached behind her, guiding the silicone cock to his entrance. Casey could feel the cold, slick tip pressing against him, and he took a deep breath, trying to relax.
"Push out, pet," Mary instructed, her voice low and commanding. "Let Claire's cock inside you."
Casey obeyed, pushing out as Claire began to press forward.
The silicone cock filled him, inch by inch, and he gasped as it penetrated him fully. Mary watched with a hungry gaze, her own pussy throbbing with jealousy and desire.
Claire started to move, rocking her hips back and forth, sliding the cock in and out of his ass. Casey groaned, his hands clenching into fists as she picked up speed.
"That's right, pet," Mary murmured, her voice low and sultry.
"Take that cock like a good boy."
Claire's movements were slow and deliberate, her hips swaying in a steady rhythm as she fucked Casey with the strap-on. Casey's breath caught in his throat as she hit a particularly sensitive spot, sparking waves of pleasure that radiated through his entire body.
Mary watched, her own arousal skyrocketing as she watched her pet being dominated by another woman. She could feel her pussy growing wetter by the second, her clit throbbing with need.
She reached down, her fingers brushing against her own slick folds, feeling the heat and the moisture that had gathered there.
She moaned, her eyes glazing over as she imagined what it would be like to have Casey's thick cock inside her, filling her up completely.
She watched as Claire continued to fuck Casey, her movements growing more and more frenzied with each passing moment.
Casey's breath came in short, sharp gasps, his body tensing as he neared his climax.
Claire could feel him getting close, his cock throbbing in her hand, and she tightened her grip, stroking him faster.
"Don't you dare fucking cum yet," she said, her voice low and dominant. "I want to make you cum five times. And I want to make sure your head is sore every time you do."
Casey whimpered, his hips bucking as he fought against the overwhelming pleasure. Mary watched, her own arousal building as she watched her pet being tormented by her friend.
Claire's hand moved faster, her grip tightening around his sensitive head, her strokes growing rougher with each passing moment.
Casey's hips bucked, his body tensing as he fought against the waves of pleasure that threatened to overwhelm him.
He could feel Claire's cock sliding in and out of his ass, her rhythm unrelenting, her movements frenzied.
She leaned forward, her massive breasts swaying, her nipples brushing against his chest.
"I want to hear you scream," she whispered against his ear.
The sound of slapping flesh echoed around the room, punctuated by Casey's cries of pleasure and pain. Mary watched from the corner of her eye, stroking her own clit as she reveled in her pet's torment.
Claire's thrusts became more erratic, her grip on Casey's cock growing tighter as she relentlessly pulled on the sensitive head. She could feel his orgasm building, the tension in his body growing taut as he approached the brink.
Claire's grip tightened on Casey's cock, her hand moving faster and faster, pumping him towards his release. Mary's own body was tense with anticipation, her breath coming in short gasps as she watched her pet being tormented by Claire's ministrations.
"Fuck," Casey shouted, his back arching as he came harder than ever before, a gush of cum spilling from his throbbing cock. Claire didn't let up, her grip still firm as she continued to stroke him, causing another orgasm to rip through him almost immediately.
This time, Casey's balls tightened up in his sack, and a deep, guttural groan escaped his lips. Claire continued to tug harder on his sensitive head, and Casey shivered in response.
Mary watched with approval as her friend mercilessly jerked Casey off. She saw the anguish on his face as he tried to control himself but couldn't. He writhed on the table, and with every touch, he seemed to grow weaker.
Claire's hand was a blur, her grip unyielding, her strokes relentless. His cock was a mess of spit and cum, his balls drawn up tight, aching from the constant stimulation.
"Please," he begged, his voice hoarse. "No more."
Mary chuckled, her eyes gleaming with sadistic pleasure. "Oh, pet. That's not how this works. You know that."
Claire grinned, her eyes locked onto Casey's tortured expression. "That's right, pet. You're ours to play with now.
And we're going to make you cum again and again until you can't take it anymore," Claire said, her voice laced with sadistic pleasure. She looked at Mary, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "What do you say, Mary? Should we make our boy here scream for mercy?"
Mary's eyes gleamed with lust, her pussy throbbing with anticipation. "Oh, absolutely, Claire. Let's make him beg for our cocks." And just like that, Mary got up from the chair and walked over to Casey. She slowly unstrapped his legs and arms, never breaking eye contact with him. Once he was free, she gestured to the floor, and Casey knew exactly what she wanted. He got down on his hands and knees, keeping his eyes fixed on Mary's leather boots.
Mary stepped closer and trailed her fingers up Casey's chest. "You're going to be a good boy for us, aren't you?" she whispered in his ear.
He shivered instinctively, her presence and proximity making him feel small, helpless. That was, of course, exactly what Mary intended.
Mary leaned down to his ear: "You have no idea how much I'm going to enjoy making you scream tonight."
Her hot breath sent shivers up his spine, while her fingers dug deep into his flesh as she pinched his nipples harder than before. Casey yelped in surprise, arching his back.
Mary's nails dug into his skin, leaving angry red welts. She smirked, loving the way he squirmed beneath her touch. Claire watched, her eyes gleaming with lust, her hand still wrapped around Casey's spent cock.
"Look at that, Mary," she said, her voice a low purr. "Our boy here is all soft and pathetic now. But I bet we can change that, can't we?"
Mary chuckled, her fingers still pinching Casey's nipples.
"Oh, we can definitely change that, Claire. In fact, I think it's time we showed our boy here what we're really capable of."
With that, Mary released Casey's nipples, leaving him gasping for breath. She stepped back, her eyes scanning his body, lingering on his cock, which hung limply between his legs. She smirked, knowing exactly how to bring it back to life.
"Claire, be a dear and grab my strapon and the ball stretcher from my drawer, would you?" Mary asked, her voice sweet as honey.
Claire nodded eagerly, her massive ass swaying as she hurried to the drawer Mary had indicated. She returned moments later, holding up the strapon and the ball stretcher, her eyes gleaming with excitement.
Mary took the strapon from Claire, her fingers tracing the thick, veined silicone cock. It was nearly ten inches long, with a wide base designed to fit snugly against her pussy. She held it up, letting the light catch the glistening lube already coating it.
"Now, pet," she said, her voice low and commanding. "I want you to watch as I put this on.
I want you to see just how eager I am to fuck you senseless," Mary said, her voice dripping with lust. She stepped into the straps, pulling them up over her wide hips, adjusting the harness until the silicone cock was pointing straight out, throbbing with anticipation. She ran her fingers along its length, feeling the smooth, cool silicone, imagining how it would feel sliding into Casey's tight hole.
Casey watched, his eyes wide with a mix of fear and anticipation. He had seen Mary's strap-ons before, but this one was different.
It was longer, thicker, and it was clear that she meant business.
"Claire, love, come here," Mary said, beckoning her friend over. "I want you to see something."
Claire eagerly complied, her eyes glued to the strapon as Mary adjusted it, making sure it was firmly in place. Mary then grabbed the ball stretcher Claire had brought her, and attached it to Casey's sack. He hissed in pain as the leather parachute tightened around his balls, pulling them down and squeezing them hard.
Mary smirked, enjoying his discomfort. She loved seeing him squirm, loved hearing him beg for mercy. But she wasn't about to give him any. Not yet. "I want you to crawl over to the bed. On your hands and knees. And don't you dare touch that cock of yours."
Casey, his balls throbbing in agony, did as he was told. He crawled across the room, his eyes fixed on the bed, his ass swaying with each movement.
Mary watched, her eyes gleaming with lust as she admired the view. Claire followed close behind, her massive ass swaying in sync with Casey's, her eyes locked onto his throbbing cock.
Once they reached the bed, Mary ordered Casey to climb onto it, positioning himself on his hands and knees in the center. She could see his cock hanging heavily between his legs, already starting to swell with anticipation. She smirked, knowing that despite the pain she was inflicting, his body was responding to her dominance.
Mary climbed onto the bed behind him, her hands gripping his hips tightly.
She could feel the heat radiating from his body, could smell the musk of his sweat and precum. She ran her hands up his back, feeling the muscles ripple beneath his skin, before grabbing a handful of his hair and yanking his head back roughly.
"Who does this body belong to, pet?" she growled, her voice low and dangerous.
Casey moaned, his hips bucking slightly. "You do, Mistress Mary. Always you."
Mary smirked, satisfied with his response. She released his hair and ran her hands down his back, over his ass, and between his legs.
She cupped his balls, still trapped in the stretcher, and gave them a gentle squeeze. Casey moaned, his cock twitching at the contact. Mary chuckled, knowing exactly what effect she was having on him.
"Look at that, Claire," she said, her voice laced with amusement. "Our boy here is already getting hard for me."
Claire, who had been watching the exchange with rapt attention, licked her lips. "He looks delicious, Mary. I can't wait to see you fuck him with that monster cock of yours."
Mary grinned, her eyes gleaming with lust.
She ran her fingers along the length of the silicone cock, feeling the smooth, cool material. She could feel her own pussy growing wetter by the second, her clit throbbing with anticipation.
"Claire, love, why don't you help our boy here get ready for me?" Mary said, her voice low and sultry.
Claire's eyes lit up, and she eagerly moved to comply.
She knelt behind Casey, her massive ass dwarfing his smaller frame. She reached around, her hands grasping his cock and balls, giving them a firm squeeze. Casey groaned, his hips bucking slightly at the sudden contact.
"Fuck, Claire," he gasped, his voice ragged. "That feels so fucking good."
Claire chuckled, her breath hot on his ear. We're just getting started."
She began to stroke his cock, her hand moving slowly, firmly, twisting slightly as she reached the head.
Casey moaned, his hips bucking in time with her movements. Claire could feel his cock growing harder, longer, in her hand. She looked up at Mary, her eyes gleaming with lust.
"Look at that, Mary," she purred. "Our boy here is getting nice and hard for you." She could see Casey's cock swelling in Claire's hand, could see the pre-cum leaking from the tip. She wanted to taste it, to feel it sliding into her mouth, down her throat.
She wanted to gag on it, to feel tears streaming down her face as she struggled to take it all. She wanted to feel it pulsing, throbbing, as Casey came undone, his hot cum filling her mouth, spilling down her chin.
Mary watched, her eyes gleaming with lust, as Claire worked Casey's cock with expert precision. She could see the tension in his body, the way his muscles flexed and relaxed with each stroke. She could hear his ragged breathing, his moans of pleasure, and it only served to fuel her own arousal.
Mary couldn't wait any longer. She needed to feel that silicone cock sliding into Casey's tight hole, needed to hear his cries of pleasure and pain as she fucked him senseless. She nudged Claire aside, her eyes locked onto Casey's ass, which was still raised high in the air, waiting for her.
She ran her hands over his cheeks, feeling the smooth, warm skin, before spreading them apart, exposing his tight little hole to her hungry gaze.
"Fuck, Mary," Casey groaned, his voice strained. "Please, just fuck me already."
Mary chuckled, her fingers teasing his entrance, circling it, pressing lightly. You know better than that. I'm in charge here, remember?"
She pressed a finger inside him, feeling the tight muscles clamp down around it.
Casey groaned, his hips bucking slightly as she began to move it in and out, stretching him, preparing him for what was to come.
"Fuck, Mary," he panted, his voice ragged. "Your fingers feel so fucking good."
Mary smirked, adding another finger, scissoring them inside him. You like having my fingers in your ass?"
Casey could only nod, his breath coming in short gasps as she continued to stretch him. He could feel his cock throbbing, leaking pre-cum onto the sheets below him.
Mary's fingers felt incredible, stretching him, filling him, but it wasn't enough. He needed more. He needed her cock.
As if reading his mind, Mary withdrew her fingers, leaving him feeling empty and desperate. He heard the rustle of fabric, and then the cool, smooth silicone of her strapon was pressing against his hole.
"Fuck, Mary," he groaned, pushing back against her, trying to impale himself on her cock.
Mary chuckled, her hands gripping his hips tightly. "Patience, pet.
I'll give you what you need," Mary said, her voice low and husky. She pressed the head of the silicone cock against his entrance, feeling the tight muscles resist for a moment before yielding, allowing the tip to slip inside.
Casey groaned, his fingers clutching the sheets beneath him, his knuckles turning white. "Fuck, Mary. It's so big."
Mary smirked, her eyes gleaming with lust. "You can take it, pet. You know you can." She began to push forward, inch by inch, her hips rolling as she slid deeper into him.
Casey groaned, his body tensing as he struggled to accommodate her size. Mary could feel him stretching around her, his muscles clenching and releasing as he fought to take her.
"Fuck, Mary," he gasped, his voice ragged. "You're tearing me open."
Mary chuckled, her grip on his hips tightening. "That's the point, pet. I want to feel every inch of this fat cock inside you."
She pushed forward, burying herself to the hilt, her hips flush against his ass. Casey cried out, his body convulsing as she bottomed out inside him.
Mary could feel his muscles clamping down around her, trying to expel the intruder, but she wasn't having it. She began to move, slowly at first, her hips rolling as she slid in and out of him. Each thrust sent waves of pleasure coursing through her, and she could tell from Casey's moans that he was feeling it too.
"Fuck, Mary," he panted, his body trembling. "You're splitting me in half."
Mary smirked, her grip on his hips tightening. "Good. I want you to feel every inch of this cock, pet.
I want you to know who's in charge here," Mary said, her voice low and dominant. She began to pick up speed, her hips slamming into Casey's ass, driving the silicone cock deep inside him. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room, punctuated by Casey's cries of pleasure and pain.
"Fuck, Mary!" he screamed, his body tensing as she nailed his prostate with each thrust. "You're gonna make me cum!"
"Not yet, pet," Mary growled, her fingers digging into his hips as Claire moved in front of positioning her strapon in front of his mouth.
"First, you're going to show Mistress Claire some respect. Aren't you, pet?"
Casey looked up at Claire, her massive tits heaving with excitement, and nodded. "Yes, Mistress Claire."
Claire smirked, her hand wrapping around the base of her strapon. "Open wide, pet. Show me how much you appreciate my cock."
Casey opened his mouth, sticking out his tongue, and Claire fed him the silicone dick, inch by inch. He could taste the faint flavor of lube, and he swirled his tongue around the head, earning him a moan from Claire.
Mary continued to pound into him, her hips slapping against his ass, her breath coming in ragged gasps. He could feel her getting close, her movements becoming more erratic, her grip on his hips tightening.
"Fuck, pet," she growled. "You feel so fucking good. I'm gonna fill you up, make you my little cum dumpster."
Casey moaned around Claire's strapon, his own cock throbbing with need. He could feel his orgasm building, his balls drawing up tight, ready to explode. But he knew better than to cum without permission. Claire picked up the pace, fucking his throat harder and deeper. Casey gagged, his eyes watering, but he took it like a champ, his tongue working overtime to please her. Mary could feel her own orgasm building, her hips slamming into Casey's ass with increasing force. She could hear the wet sounds of their bodies colliding, the smack of flesh against flesh, and it only served to drive her closer to the edge.
"Fuck, Claire," Mary panted, her eyes locked onto the sight of her friend's strapon disappearing into Casey's mouth. "Make him swallow your load.
I want to see his stomach distended with your cum," Mary commanded, her voice ragged with desire. Claire nodded, her hips pistoning as she fucked Casey's throat relentlessly. He gagged and choked, tears streaming down his face, but he took it like a good little slut, his eyes locked onto Claire's.
"That's it, pet," Mary encouraged, her hips slapping against his ass, her strapon drilling into him with increasing force.
"Show Mistress Claire how much you love her cock."
Casey gagged again, Claire's strapon hitting the back of his throat, but he kept taking it, his eyes watering, saliva dripping down his chin. Claire's moans grew louder, her hips moving faster, her body tensing as she neared her climax.
"Fuck, yes," she panted, her fingers tangling in Casey's hair, pulling him closer. "Take it, you little slut. Take my fucking cock."
Mary could feel her own orgasm building, her body tensing, her breath coming in short gasps.
She looked down at Casey, his face a mask of ecstasy and agony as he took Claire's strapon like a champ. She could see the outline of Claire's cock in his stomach, the way it bulged and stretched his skin. It was a sight that only served to drive her closer to the edge.
"Fuck, Claire," Mary panted, her hips slamming into Casey's ass with increasing force. I want to see his stomach distended with your cum." Claire's eyes flashed with lust, and she began to fuck Casey's throat with renewed vigor, her hips slapping against his face, her strapon disappearing completely with each thrust. Casey gagged and choked, tears streaming down his face, but he took it like a good little slut, his eyes locked onto Claire's.
Mary could feel her own orgasm building, her body tensing, her breath coming in short gasps. She looked down at Casey, his face a mask of ecstasy and agony as he took Claire's strapon like a champ.
"Make him swallow every drop. I want to see his belly full of your cum."
Claire's eyes flashed with lust, and she began to fuck Casey's throat with renewed vigor, her hips slapping against his face, her strapon disappearing completely with each thrust.
Claire moaned, her fingers tangling in Casey's hair, pulling him closer. "You heard Mistress Mary, pet.
Swallow every fucking drop," Claire growled, her hips slamming into Casey's face, her strapon disappearing completely with each thrust. Casey gagged, tears streaming down his face, but he fought to take it all, his eyes locked onto Claire's.
Mary, her own orgasm teetering on the edge, watched with rapt attention. She could see Casey's stomach beginning to distend, Claire's cum filling him up. It was a sight that only served to drive her closer to her own release.
Mary's hips slammed into Casey's ass, her strapon drilling into him with increasing force. She could feel her orgasm building, her body tensing, her breath coming in short gasps.
"Fuck, Claire," Mary panted, her eyes locked onto Casey's distended stomach. "He's taking it so well. Look at him, swallowing every drop of your cum like a good little slut."
Claire moaned, her hips slowing as she rode out her own orgasm. "He's such a good boy, Mary.
Look at him, taking my load like a champ," Claire purred, her hips finally still as she milked the last drops of cum into Casey's mouth. Mary, her own orgasm imminent, growled in approval.
"Our boy here loves being used, don't you, pet?" she said, her hips slapping against Casey's ass, her strapon pistoning in and out of him with increasing force. Casey could only moan in response, his mouth still full of Claire's cum, his stomach distended with her load.
Mary's fingers dug into his hips, her nails leaving crescent-shaped marks in his skin.
She was close, so fucking close, and she needed to feel him come undone beneath her. She wanted to hear him scream, to see him beg for mercy as she filled him up with her hot cum.
"Grab his cock Claire," she commanded, her voice ragged with desire. "Make him come while I fuck him." Mary's voice was a low, commanding growl. Claire eagerly complied, her hand wrapping around Casey's throbbing cock, stroking it firmly, twisting slightly as she reached the head. Casey moaned, his body tensing as Mary's strapon drilled into him, and Claire's hand worked his cock with expert precision.
"Fuck, Claire," he panted, his voice ragged.
Mary smirked, her hips slapping against his ass, her strapon pistoning in and out of him with increasing force.
You like having both of us using you like this?"
Casey could only moan in response, his body writhing with pleasure and pain. Claire's hand worked his cock with expert precision, her thumb rubbing circles around the head, spreading the pre-cum that leaked from the tip. Mary's strapon drilled into him, nailing his prostate with each thrust, sending jolts of electricity coursing through his body. "Your hand feels so fucking good.
Don't stop, Claire," Casey begged, his hips bucking in time with her strokes. Mary, her eyes gleaming with lust, watched as her friend worked Casey's cock with expert precision. She could see the pre-cum leaking from the tip, could see the way his balls were drawn up tight, ready to explode.
"Don't worry, pet," Mary purred, her hips slapping against his ass, her strapon drilling into him with increasing force.
"We won't stop until we've made you come undone. Until you're begging for mercy."
Casey moaned, his body writhing with pleasure and pain. "Your hand feels so fucking good.
She could feel her own orgasm building, her body tensing, her breath coming in short gasps.
"I want to see him choke on your cum.
Make him swallow every fucking drop, Claire," Mary commanded, her voice dripping with lust. Claire's eyes flashed with excitement, and she began to stroke Casey's cock faster, her hand a blur as she worked him towards his climax.
Casey's moans grew louder, more desperate, as Mary's strapon drilled into him and Claire's hand worked his cock with expert precision.
His body was a live wire, every nerve ending alight with pleasure and pain, and he knew he wouldn't last much longer.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," he chanted, his hips bucking wildly, his body tensing as his orgasm approached. "I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna fucking cum!" "Not yet, pet.
You don't cum until I say so," Mary growled, her hips slapping against Casey's ass, her strapon pistoning in and out of him with brutal force. Claire's hand continued to work his cock, her strokes fast and furious, bringing him right to the edge of orgasm before backing off, denying him the release he so desperately craved.
Casey whimpered, his body trembling with the effort of holding back. "Please, Mistress Mary. Please let me cum. I can't take it anymore."
Mary smirked, her eyes gleaming with sadistic pleasure. "Beg harder, pet.
Beg like your life depends on it," Mary taunted, her hips never slowing, her strapon continuing to pound into Casey's ass with relentless force. Claire, her hand still wrapped around Casey's cock, looked up at Mary, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "He's so close, Mary. His cock is throbbing in my hand. He's ready to explode." Mary smirked, her eyes locked onto Casey's sweaty, trembling form. "Then let's make him beg even harder, shall we?" She reached around, her fingers finding Casey's nipples, pinching them hard, twisting them cruelly.
Casey cried out, his body arching as a fresh wave of pain and pleasure coursed through him. "Fuck, Mary! That hurts!" he gasped, his cock throbbing in Claire's hand. Mary chuckled, her fingers still pinching and twisting his nipples. Pain and pleasure go hand in hand, pet. You should know that by now." Claire, her eyes gleaming with excitement, leaned down and captured one of Casey's nipples in her mouth, sucking hard, her teeth grazing the sensitive flesh. Casey moaned, his body writhing as the dual sensations of pain and pleasure overwhelmed him.
Mary's fingers twisted his nipples mercilessly, while Claire's mouth sucked and bit at the tender flesh, sending jolts of electricity straight to his cock.
"Please, Mistress Mary," he begged, his voice ragged. "Please let me cum.
Mary smirked, her fingers releasing his nipples, leaving them throbbing and sensitive.
"Alright, pet. Since you asked so nicely..." She nodded at Claire, who immediately began to stroke Casey's cock with renewed vigor, her hand a blur as she worked him towards his climax.
Casey moaned, his body tensing as his orgasm approached. "Fuck, yes. Like that, Claire. Make me cum."
Mary's hips slammed into him, her strapon drilling into his ass with brutal force. "That's it, pet. Fuck Claire's hand like a good little slut.
Show Mistress Mary what a greedy little whore you are."
Casey's hips bucked, his cock slamming into Claire's palm as he fucked her hand with wild abandon and exploded with cum everywhere.
"I think it's time we took a short break and go tobthe kitchen and discuss thebrest of the evening," Mary said to Claire.
Claire nodded, wiping the sweat from her brow. "Sounds good to me."