Page 28 of Fetch

I jump when my screen pings, and a message alert pops up. I jerk forward to grab my controller, and the plug twists in my anus. “Ohhh. Shit.” I still myself and wait for the fluttering in my pussy to pass.I can’t believe I’m edging myself.

I take a deep breath and click on the message.

Let’s play then, pretty girl.

Heat floods my body when the invite to voice chat follows. It takes everything I have to not grind against the couch. I turn on my headset and mic.

“Do you like my gift?” he asks.

My legs shake. “Yeah,” I rasp.

He breathes heavily into his mic. “I want to see you. Turn on your cam.”

I hesitate for a second, wondering if I should go grab my mask. Fuck. He already knows what I look like. Fuck it. I click it on to see his glow-in-the-dark mask staring back at me. He’s wearing a black hoodie with a baseball cap underneath it.

“There she is,” he murmurs. “You made me angry, Jilly girl. But look at you now… wet and ready for my commands.”

Fucking hell. I’m addicted to this. To the way he degrades and humiliates me for his own twisted amusement. “I want to see your face.”

He clicks his tongue. “Shhh. Not yet. Open your legs. I want to see you enjoy that stretch.”

Oh fuck. Sweat streams down my body as I lean back and slowly pull my legs apart. The farther they spread, the deeper the plug burrows in. I let out a whimper.

“Mmm. You better get used to it, pretty girl. My cock is much bigger than that. And not as gentle.”

A flutter of tingles spread through my core. “Please, Jack. Take off your mask.”

He shakes his head. “Not until I give you your punishment for blocking me.”

For fuck’s sake. I’m going to explode. I’m so close to the edge. “Fine. What do you want me to do?”

He chuckles. “First, I want you to take off your panties and stuff them in your mouth.”

My stomach drops. Holy fuck. I’ve never done anything like this before. He makes me do these things, and I let him. I slide my panties down and off. As I bring them toward my mouth, I can smell my own arousal. Fuck. He sits quietly, waiting,expectingme to obey. And I do.

A deep moan escapes me as I taste myself.

“Yeah. That’s my naughty little slut. Suck those panties clean. You like the taste, don’t you?” He leans forward as if he’s trying to get a closer look. “Mmm. I know you do.”

My head buzzes from the alcohol, making me dizzy. I lean forward to stop the spinning.

“Now I want you to reach down between your legs. Can you do that for me? Slide the plug out halfway and then push it back in deeper. As far as you can get it.”

I’m practically hyperventilating. My pussy aches, my nipples are swollen, and my jaw is tingling from the salivation. As I pull the plug slowly out, my toes curl. I bite back a moan as the ribbed edges rub against my tender entrance.

“Hold on, pretty girl. Turn around so I can watch.”

Fucking hell. I can barely breathe as I flip around. On my knees, I brace one hand on the top of my couch while I continue. There’s something so hot about him watching me obey him.

“I can’t wait to wrap my lips around that now that it’s been inside you. Good girl. Now push it all the way in for me. Let me see how you stretch.”

I bite down hard on my tongue through my black lace thong, drawing blood. The plug makes me feel so full, I can’t imagine what his cock could do. I shudder as little pricks of electricity skate across the backs of my thighs. What the fuck? Oh, god.It’s vibrating.

I white-knuckle the back of the couch as I moan around my panties.

“Even from here, I control your pleasure, pretty girl. Mmm. I love seeing you submit,” he admits.

I rub my pussy against the cushions while the plug buzzes deep inside me. I feel feral, wild, like a rabid fucking animal who needs to be put down. My hips are in mid-roll when he increases the intensity. A deep growl unleashes from my throat. I slide up and down the fabric in a fury, desperate for my release.

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