She lays on the bed.
Spreadeagled.
Restrained.
His hand reaches down between her legs, wiping slowly and deliberately through her juices.
His fingers gently trace along her well lubricated lips and engorged clit.
He slides his fingers into her dripping cunt, hearing her gasp.
He pulls his soaked fingers back out, ordering her to open her mouth.
She stares back at him with lust driven animalistic intention.
Mouth already open for his sweet delivered desert.
Secretly hoping he pushes his fingers back just far enough to make her gag.
He forces his fingers into her mouth, growling at her to taste her own juices.
She bites his fingers, knowing it will get a reaction.
His other hand grabs a fistful of hair, yanking her head back.
He forces his fingers deep into her, enjoying the sound of her gagging.
Enjoying the feeling of her fighting against the onslaught.
This is no longer her world.
She is now at his mercy.
Where she wants to be.
Where she needs to be.
Where she knows she belongs…
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