Chapter 5: Humiliating pleasure finale
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The room was filled with the sound of my ragged breaths, the scent of sweat and sex hanging heavy in the air. My ass still throbbed from the dildo, my cock still hard and leaking pre-cum onto my stomach. I could feel the cool air against my skin, my muscles twitching with exhaustion and anticipation.
Jill and Andrea stood at the foot of the bed, their eyes gleaming with lust as they took in my bound, helpless form.
My cock was rock hard, throbbing with the need for release, and they knew it. "You've been such a good little bitch, Fred. I think it's time you got your reward," she said, her voice low and husky with desire.
Andrea walked over to the closet, returning with a strap-on harness and a thick, veined dildo. She helped Jill into the harness, buckling it around her hips, securing the dildo in place.
Jill's eyes never left mine as Andrea adjusted the straps, her tongue darting out to lick her lips, a wicked gleam in her eyes. "You ready for this, pretty boy?" I nodded, my heart pounding in my chest, my cock throbbing. "Yes," I whispered,. Jill smirked, her hand wrapping around the base of the dildo, her fingers squeezing the thick shaft.
"Good. Because I'm going to fuck you, Fred. I'm going to fuck you hard and deep, and you're going to take every inch of this fat cock like a good little bitch," Jill growled, her voice laced with contempt and desire. She climbed onto the bed, her knees straddling my hips, the thick head of the dildo pressing against my hole.
I could feel my muscles clenching, my body tensing in anticipation. Jill leaned forward, her hands grasping my wrists, pinning them to the bed above my head. Her eyes bored into mine, her expression fierce and dominating. You know you want this," she growled, her voice low and commanding. It popped inside, the sensation of being filled sending a jolt of pleasure through my body.
I gasped, my hips bucking forward, my cock throbbing. "Fuck, that's big," I moaned, my voice ragged with desire. Jill just smirked, her grip on my wrists tightening. "You can take it, pretty boy. You're a good little bitch, remember?"
She began to move, her hips rolling, the dildo sliding in and out of my ass.
It was a tight fit, the thick shaft stretching my muscles, filling me completely. I could feel every ridge, every vein, as she slid in and out, her pace steady and relentless.
"Fuck, you're so tight," she groaned, her eyes locked onto mine. "Your ass is gripping my cock like a fucking vise."
I could only moan in response, my body arching towards hers, my cock throbbing with each thrust.
Jill's hips moved with a steady rhythm, her body slamming against mine, the sound of flesh meeting flesh filling the room. The dildo slid in and out of my ass, the friction sending jolts of pleasure through my body.
"Fuck, you feel so good," I groaned, my fingers curling into fists, my nails digging into my palms.
"Take it, pretty boy. Take my cock like a good little bitch," she growled, her voice laced with contempt and desire.