Page 14 of The Doll Factory
With a snap of my fingers, two of the guards push through the gyrating crowd to gather the broken prick.
He’s likely useless anyway.
“Take him to the doghouse.”I gesture with my chin toward the far door.They’ll know what to do.
His scrawny body will be utilized.
“Where are you taking me?No!Leave me alone!”His cries are cut short by a thick palm being clamped over his mouth.
His pants drag from his ankles, baring his purple ruptured cock to the other attendees.
Not like they give a shit.They’re all too busy fucking the dolls or each other under the fervor of the auctions.
“Now, gentlemen.”I turn back to the remaining men, half with their hard dicks still in their hands.“Does anyone want to experience the best feature?”
While they debate amongst themselves, I pivot the table so her pink pussy sits on display.“On your side.”My command is followed by a light tap on her hip.
Without hesitation, she shifts.
“Actually, I need two volunteers.”I glance through their wary faces until I spy Frederick.The flare of his nostrils when he leisurely fondles himself while staring at her feet tells me he could be coerced.
“Come on, Freddy.I imagine you’ll like this.”I know he’s long enough like me to get the full experience.I can see the engorged head poking between his fingers.
His bearded mouth twists, looking up and down the line of men, but to his credit, he steps closer.
“Do you want her ass or cunt?”I leave my affect neutral, letting him decide.
Threading a stray strand of dark hair behind his ear, then moves behind her.“Ass.”He adds a squeeze of the oil to the tip of his glans, lifts her thigh, and shoves himself deep inside of her.With a shiver, he groans.“Fuck, that feels good.”
My crotch fills, watching her take him so demurely.Lowering my zipper, I move into position and shove inside of her, filling her with both of our rigid members.
Her mouth makes a perfect “O”, but she doesn’t make a sound.
“The best part,” I pant, already close to losing control over how compliant she is.My voice falls into hushed tones.“She’s been programmed to come on command.Or with nipple stimulation.”I jut my chin at her rose-colored areolae.“Try it.”
The pressure of expectation builds on my testes as his arm reaches out.
When he twists her tight peak, a spasm rockets through her, cinching her muscles around us both.
“Oh, fuck,” he gasps.His hands lock over her leg, jerking his pelvis and pistoning his cock along mine through her thin membrane.
Shit, it’s almost too much.
Her rapid breathing is the only noise she makes, but the squeezing of her tight pussy and the friction of his stiff climax are overwhelming.
So I say the only thing I can, knowing I’ll be cinching her sale.
“Come for me, tighter.”
Her body arches off the dais in rigid repose.
“Argh!She’s like a bear trap!”Frederick’s rapid shudders force him to pull out.
Making me catch the full brunt of her violent orgasm.
She bleeds the cum out of me with her rigorous pulsations, milking me with mammoth constrictions.Almost to where I worry I’ve made hertootight.The electrodes I implanted into her Kegels must be misfiring.
She’s coming so hard a droplet of blood falls from her left nostril.
