Page 24 of Sold to Her Enemy

She shakes her head back and forth. “I can’t! Oh!” The keening wail she gives out makes me wonder if she’s orgasmed.

“Yeah, it’s so good.” I twirl a piece of her hair around my finger and pull her out of her stance. I give it another pump, watching her face drain of color.

“Oh! I…!”

“Get on the floor, on your hands and knees, Mckenna, and tell me why you hate that I am making you come apart with need so desperate I can taste it.”

She might not know it, but my ordering her to the floor will make it easier on her body to take the inflatable plug. She kneels in front of the chair, her ass facing me, and remembering how I used her as a footstool in the dressing room, I put my bare foot on her back and give the plug another pump.

She rocks back and forth under me, making a soft, keening sound.

“I hate it because you ruined my life. And now I have no choice but to endure whatever you do to me.”

“That’s right. Because what are you?”

“I’m... a shoe-licking cockwarmer slut, Sir.” The tremble in her voice makes me damn hard. I’ve waited years to sink my cock into her pussy. I’m not waiting another second.

“Oh! That ahhh…” Her sounds are somewhere between pain and pleasure, and I know this can be painful.

I give the plug two more pumps, chuckling as she rises from the floor, rolling to her back.

“Does that feel comfortable?”

“No, Sir. It feels uncomfortable. It feels so full, like it’s pressing into me.”

“Good. I don’t want you to get comfortable.” I slide my foot along her calf, reaching over to her pussy. I rub the side of my foot along her pussy lips.

“Fuck!” She lifts her body off the floor, but right back down forward and my toe presses harder on her pussy.

“Oh, the cockwarmer likes that, does she? If you can make yourself come by humping my foot, you may.”

My toe slides along her pussy lips, slick with her juices. She rocks on her knees, back and forth, moaning high pitched breathy sounds.

I give two more pumps to the butt plug. Mckenna thumps her fists on the carpet, her hair falling in front of her face, and it’s so sweet to me to have her like this at my feet and at my mercy. My balls are so tight they might bust open right here.

“Do you want to come, Mckenna?”

“Yes, Sir! Please.”

“Then work for it. Show me.”

She wails, and this high-pitched, breathy sound fills the room as I run my toe back and forth. My toe glides easily because her pussy is so drenched.

She grinds on me, moaning, a flush creeping her shoulders.

Need rolls through me, making my cock jerk. The pump can inflate even more and I give it another pump.

“How does that feel, Mckenna? Nice and full?”

“Yes, Sir.” Her voice is so thick that it sounds as if it’s far away.

“Come for me, you cockwarmer.”

I drag my toes through her outer lips, loving how she trembles beneath my foot. Finding her clit, I press down on it.

The keening sound she makes is full of pleasure as her body moves, rocking heavily while she claws at the floor.

“Now,” I lean forward, swatting the end of the plug. My hand stings from the impact.

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