Page 42 of Watcher

“A little deeper, baby.” I move my finger inside her ass, my knuckle pressing against her lubed hole. “Nice, baby. Keep breathing. Keep listening to my voice. Always listen to my voice, sweetheart.”

I get on my knees and behind her, gently pumping my finger in and out of her relaxed hole. I grab the plug and pull my finger out, carefully guiding the tip of the plug into her ass, caressing her cheeks with my free hand.

“Damnit, Watcher.”

“You good?”

“I’m better than good. I’m ready. Please don’t make me wait, Daddy.”

“Okay. A little more pressure, sweetheart.” I slide the buttplug into her ass, and she moans, her ass accepting the intrusion. “Still okay?” I lean over and kiss both cheeks, the soft, innocent skin causing my dick to grow. It takes every bit of willpower not to mount her ass and fuck her until she drops.

“Yes. Fcuk, I’m wet, Watcher.”

“Daddy.”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“I’m going to turn you on your side? The plug will stay inside you. I’ll ease it out when it’s time.”

As I turn Jess, she rolls onto her back instead of her side. “Can we fuck with that thing in my ass?”

“You’re done with the soft stuff,” I say. Keeping my eyes on Jess’s, I slide my cock into her wet hole, hooking my arms under her knees and pushing her legs toward her chest. At first, it’s slow and intentional.

“Don’t come,” she says. “I want you hard in my ass.”

Jess’s eyes widen when I thrust harder, pulling back before slamming back into her. Moans and grunts fill the room as we go at each other. I let go of her legs and let them flop to the bed, putting one of my free hands around her throat. I expect her to grab my wrist, but she doesn’t. She knows it’s part of the scene. Knows this is what our future will be like.

“Yeah,” she whimpers.

Fucking her, and with a hand around her throat, gently squeezing, I rub her clit, pulling her closer to orgasm. She moans louder, placing her hand around mine at her throat, forcing it tighter.

When Jess shudders, I release her throat, and she screams, ecstasy filling her soul. She grabs my arms when she sees me tense and bucks her hips repeatedly as I pump her full of come.

“Damn,” she says, completely relaxed. I raise her arm off the bed and let go. She’s limp as a ragdoll. “Damn.”

“I think it’s time, sweetheart.” I grab her hips and turn, placing Jess on her stomach, staring at the blue end of the buttplug, my own anticipation sending waves of excitement through my body. The thing is, I want to go slow with her. I want to watch my cock ease into Jess’s ass. I need that feeling.

Jess pushes up to all fours, and I move behind her, my cock throbbing, hurting. I glance at the stitches in my shoulder and see that one has torn. It’s too late to stop.

“I’m going to room it,” I whisper, and all I get in return is a seductive moan. I place two fingers on the end of the plug and slowly pull, leaving behind a well-prepared entrance. “It’s time, baby,” I say and scoot forward.

I put lube on my cock and work the head into her ass. Jess moans and flinches just a bit. “Damn.”

“Easing in, baby. Just the tip. There ya go, sweetheart.” I stop for just a moment, letting her relax, the lube doing its job, the buttplug having done its job. “Little more.” I move deeper. “Again, baby, a little more.”

In a long, excruciating minute, I have my entire cock inside her young, innocent ass. Her no longer virgin ass. I add another dab of lube and place my hands on her hips, thinking I’ll have to move her limp body back and forth.

Jess looks back, a smile on her face. Darkness crosses her face, and I see the Jess I know leave the woman in my hands. Jess is replaced by Hellcat.

“Sure, you want to go that route?” I ask.

“She’s gone, Watcher. I’m ready to move on in a different direction. She turns away and looks at the wall, pushing herself back and slamming against me. I’ve created a monster.

I grab a handful of hair and pull, shoving my dick forward, slamming against her young ass. We fuck like this for several minutes, Jess cussing, pleading for me to fuck her harder. Pleading for me to come inside her. She reaches between her legs, playing with herself. I knock her hand away and reach around, sticking two fingers into her dripping cunt, my palm pressed against a swollen, throbbing clit.

“Fuck me,” Hellcat grunts. “Fuck me, Watcher.”

Unable to hold back any longer, I shoot my load in five long spurts. Jess pushes back, keeping me inside her. She looks back, face glowing. Hellcat is exactly that—Hellcat. Jess is gone. An experienced woman replacing a young, innocent one.

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