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Shanking Shaw 4
🕑 Added 2023-01-09 21:00:02 +0000 UTCShe watched his rapidly working fist and knew he was no minute-man either. No, Scott was quite enjoying himself, in her professional opinion, but he wasn’t allowing himself anywhere close to orgasm. It made her imagine an endurance race of taking that thrusting cock for however long he chose to delight in her loosening cunt—Emma felt faint.
She gaped at his open glanshole, moistly exposed with each vigorous stroke… the droplet of precum nestled in it like a bullet in a gun, only a sample of however much seed he would gift her with… the size of his bloated testes swaying between his muscular thighs, promising her there would be cum enough to paint her womb and still leak out of her splayed thighs.
The excitement she’d felt when Scott exposed his naked body to her was now tinged with fear—and more potent than ever. Emma was repelled by his arrogance, the audacity he showed. It wasn’t enough that he got to use her—he wasn’t even bothering to touch her, not doing a thing to please her, simply enjoying the sight of her. Not that it would please her to have such a brute touch her, but he might at least try!
A wave of shocked anger swept through Emma, but it found her already keyed up from her disgraceful strip. Already in sensuous uproar, she couldn’t stop a tingle at the sight of his sizable endowment from having its effect on her. Adding to how shamefully turned on she was. Her breathing quickened, heated blood pounding in her veins, and she couldn’t hold in an audible gasp which escaped her at the sight of how swollen he was. That was the titan she’d be expected to accommodate, the pleasure, were she to agree to be his bitch?
Scott smiled at her, enjoying her stupefied awe, while continuing to lewdly stroke his lengthy hardness. “As you can see,” he said in a flash of white teeth, “you meet with my approval.”
Abashed, Emma couldn’t do anything but stand there and maintain her disbelieving stare at this obscene sight. Her knees felt watery. Her head swam. It wasn’t simply that Scott was indulging himself. It was his total lack of shame, his utter disregard for all her power and vindictiveness, doing this thing as frankly as if there was nothing untoward about it. It was all so inconceivable that Emma felt as though she were losing her mind.
Already, Scott was treating her like she was his plaything—no more to him than an issue of some pornographic magazine, intended only to give him sexual pleasure.
Later, Emma would think that it was sheer shock that made its way to her mouth first, outpacing her calculating nature for once in her adult life. Already off-balance from Scott’s insane offer, now the intense reaction of her flushed body jolted her clear of taking advantage of Scott’s obvious interest. Instead of playing to his reaction, she responded reflexively: “Stop that! Do you hear me? Stop that horrid act at once!”
Scott’s smile only widened. “You’re not in control here, Emma. I’m going to do much more than look at your naked body before your former master’s sentence is up. But, since you asked so nicely, I am going to finish this horrid act. You should feel honored. Usually, feeling the need to get off, I’d use Sage’s mouth. At least let her jerk me off; you can imagine how much she looks forward to that. But I thought you should be enjoyed à la carte. Not thinking of anything but your tits… your ass… that look on your face… the excitement in your eyes…”
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