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The Spy Who Loved Pussy update
🕑 Added 2023-05-02 00:59:00 +0000 UTCBarbie shook her head and kept her mouth closed.
“It’s not like I just want you to say how wet you are,” he explained coolly. “I don’t want you just telling me what I want to hear. Open your mouth and taste your juicy cunt on my finger. Then when you say that you’re sopping wet to be my bitch, we’ll both know we’re on the same page.”
Barbie gritted her teeth. She knew that acceding to him would only bring about the next phase in her degradation. Whatever that would be, she didn’t know if she could take it. She didn’t even know if she could take this.
“Five seconds!” Alex snapped. “Then I’m leaving you like this to go fuck Imadam. She’s so much fun to fuck, Barbie. Who knows when I’ll remember to get back to you? I’ve got Marta to keep happy too, you know. And Rita, Butch’s mom? I don’t know if you’ve met, but she is a MILF. And Marta isn’t going to let me forget about satisfying her—not if I fucked Imadam’s brains out and the mother of my bully. So it could be quite a while before I get around to making you come, unless you open your mouth right now and suck all your slutty cream off my finger.”
Mewling at her own humiliating compliance, Barbie did as he asked.
“Lick it too,” Alex ordered her. “You really soaked my finger, so I really want you to taste how drenched it is now. Yeah, good girl. Now you know how to act like you fucking dressed. Christ, I can just feel that tongue cleaning my cock off too. I wonder if you’ll be cleaning your juices off it or Madam Imadam’s. I’m getting a hard-on thinking of coming in that bitch again. So far, you haven’t been nearly as much fun as her.”
Barbie gulped. She hated the thought of not only having to participate in her own rape, but actively soliciting it, for fear of missing out on how hard she’d orgasm for this lecherous bastard.
Yet, she knew she wasn’t going to stop, wasn’t going to lose. She’d already put too much effort into her climax not to get off. She’d submitted to Alex every step of the way—she might as well enjoy it, so close to the end…
He undressed. Barbie managed to look away while he took his shirt off, but as his pants descended, she had to see. His prick was jostled loose, not nearly hard but still almost bestial in its size. Or so it looked to Barbie, looming over her from where she was tied down.
Self-satisfied, Alex stood before her, his cock throbbing, growing longer and harder as if feeding on the attention Barbie couldn’t deny it.
“Don’t fuck me!” Barbie panted. “Please, I don’t like it, I’ve never liked it… I haven’t had a boyfriend… I won’t let myself be touched. It repulses me, even when I touch myself, I never do it!”
“Don’t tell me a woman who looks like you doesn’t enjoy touching herself,” Alex said coldly. “Really, don’t. It’s pointless to lie. I don’t give a shit what disgusts you or what you enjoy. I’m going to amuse myself with you, Barbie. I don’t care at all what it does to you. As far as I’m concerned, you’re a mouth, a cunt, and a pair of tits. Don’t get me wrong, I like those things. I’m going to enjoy myself a lot with them. And I really like the thought of putting my dick between your tits and playing around there until I spurt right in that cute, offended face of yours. But there’s not much point in worrying whether you’ll like it or not. I know you will. Just like you had all that fun with your cunt wrapped around my finger. Man, I’m getting hard just thinking about how close you were to coming, you dirty slut. See?”
He held up his cock, showing her how hard it had gotten. He gave it a pump and let go of it. It stayed in place, rising from its limpness to point at Barbie like a hunting animal, crouching before it lunged.
Barbie gasped at the size of it. He looked bigger than what few men she’d been with; she’d hardly been able to stand fucking them.
Unless it’s true, a small voice whispered inside her. Unless you really are a whore. Then you’ll love what he does to you. Just like you already loved being fingered by him, now didn’t you?
“Please, you can’t!”
“Don’t try and turn me off with all that whining,” Alex told her curtly. “I’ll just gag you. Think that’s a turn-off for me? The only reason I’m not is because I want to hear you huffing like a bitch in heat when I’m done with you. It doesn’t matter if you’re saying that you’ve had enough like Imadam or you want more like Marta. I’ll fuck you as much as I want to anyway. When I get my rocks off, I’m done. You’re just the cock holster I’m choosing to use at the moment. And that’s only because I haven’t tried you yet. You’d better make it worth my while. If I don’t have a good time, I’ll toss you out on the street and go back to fucking the other two. You’ve seen them, right? Do they look like they’re not good lays?”
Barbie shuddered. The more he described to her—intimately, familiarly, even casually—the ruthlessness with which he intended to use her, the closer something swam to the surface in her. Already it felt like it was pressing on the inside of her skin, reaching out to touch the rough treatment Alex promised her.
An answer to the obscene stiffness rising in his manhood. The more it grew, the less she could resist it.
Barbie couldn’t believe it, but she sensed that by the time Alex entered her, he needn’t bother fucking her into a whore as he promised—she would be gagging to be ravished.
He knelt on either side of his midsection. His prick hung down, hovering and looming and jumping with lust. It brushed against the undersides of her breasts and Barbie sucked in air, feeling heat bloom where it had been so slick and so hot and twitching so hard.
Then Alex inched forward, pushing his erection out between Barbie’s trembling breasts. She whinged as its girth pushed to either side the inner slopes of her cleavage. Alex took his prick in hand and started rubbing it all over her breasts, her bee-stung nipples…
“Oh fuck,” Barbie said, pulling against her bonds but not trying to get loose from them, just moving.
She no longer cared that they held her. Maybe it was a blessing that they let her keep still to some degree, allowing Alex to keep doing what he was doing when her mind and her body couldn’t cooperate.
Alex laid his prick flat into her cleavage; his hands closed on her breasts and pressed them together, sandwiching his cock between them. Barbie looked down obsessively, seeing his cockhead thrusting through her mashed-together tits, the glans stabbing at her face.
Barbie shut her eyes, as though to block out the menacing sight, but the feel of his phallic heat against her chest made her open them again. Once more she stared at his prick, unable to believe where it was, how close it was to her. Touching her body.
“Suck it,” she heard Alex say.
Eyes shutting again, Barbie shook her head feverishly. She couldn’t. She just couldn’t. She was incapable of that act. But Alex wouldn’t believe that, even if she could tell him. He rubbed the tip of his cock against her face, making it touch her lips, test their insolent tightness.
“It’s not going anywhere,” Alex warned her. “But pretty soon I’ll start stroking it myself. I’ll come, right on your face, and leave you like that a couple hours. I hear it’s good for your skin…”
“Please,” Barbie whispered, forcing the word out through her shut teeth. “Don’t do it.”
“Okay then. Open up. I’ll come in your mouth. You can swallow it or spit it out then. I don’t care. But I am coming in your mouth.”
He pinched her lower lip between his thumb and forefinger, pulling slowly and harmless but inexorably. Barbie found her chin going slack—she let him pull her jaw down until her mouth was gaping open and then he laid his knob down on her lower lip.
“You’re not going to bite me, are you? Because you know that if you do, I won’t punish you. I’ll let Imadam and Marta punish you. They’ll have a few things to say about you damaging the thing that makes them cum dumps. They love being cum dumps.”
Barbie nearly gagged, but she let him stuff her mouth with cock. It hardened against her palate, lengthened to press against her tongue. The bigger it got, the more certain she became that she could not possibly mouth it, not take it in her throat, not service it as Alex wanted.
“Mm, yeah, that’s just the right fit!” Alex enthused. “Too bad it’s going to keep getting bigger. Use your tongue, Barb. Lick me all around, just like you’d lick a snitch of frosting off your finger. I bet this’ll taste even nicer. C’mon, cunt, that isn’t just a hole for me to fill. It’s a mouth. Make it get to work.”
He began pumping himself in and out of her mouth in short jerks. Barbie’s eyes filled with tears, but what she felt wasn’t shame or sadness. If it were one of those, she would want it to stop. This, she didn’t. She didn’t want it to keep going… but she couldn’t bear for it to stop.
