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pussy, as he feels my wet, dripping folds. I shiver at his seductive touch, moaning with pleasure.

“You’re soaking wet for me flower,” he growls, slowly rubbing my clit in a circular motion, causing me to throw my head back and my eyelids to flutter. Fuck, his touch feels so good, heightened by the pain he’s given me. I’ve read about this, but nothing could prepare me for it.

I want more of this, more of him.

But before I can say anything, he suddenly curves his fingers into my pussy, stroking me hard, fast against the front of my wall. I cry out, fighting against my binds, my eyes rolling into the back of my head. I quickly forget the harsh pain stinging my skin, it feels so fucking good. Wet noises mixes in with the pleasured cries of the other submissives surrounding me, as my thighs tremble around his arm, his fingers massaging the walls of my pussy. I let out several cries as I struggle against my binds, wanting to arch my back, but unable to. The intensity of the sensation is driving me wild, and I know I’m not going to be able to take it for much longer.

A thought makes my breath come to a halt, interrupting my pleasure for just a moment, I’m not sure if he can tell. I’ve yet to be touched by a man. Not in anyway. My anxiety courses through me, but the pleasure is too much.

Sir stares up at me as he pushes his fingers deeper inside of me, his eyes burning into my face, almost bidding me to come for him. But all I can think about is, can he tell? Does he know my secret? My head thrashes and I close my eyes. I don’t want to think about it. Right now, I’m someone else. It’s only a fantasy.

I writhe against my binds, whipping my head this way and that way, crying out for release, a fiery crescendo building inside the pit of my stomach. Fuck. I can’t take it. I’m about to come.

Just as I’m about to find release, Sir stops, leaving me gasping for breath, my forehead covered in a cold sweat. Anger surges through my breasts as I stare down at him in disbelief, my pussy clenching in fury as the orgasm it was chasing flees.

Sir rises to his feet and leans in, giving me an intensely hungry look as I breathe raggedly in his face. “You’ve been a good girl and you can cum, but I want to fuck you and make you cum on my dick.” he explains as my lips part in protest.

His words should fill me with overwhelming excitement, but they don’t.

My desire ebbs somewhat as I stare into his hungry eyes, a feeling of wariness washing over my limbs. I wasn’t expecting it to go this far. Him getting me off with his fingers was fine, but I’m a virgin. And though he’s sexy as sin, and turns me on like nothing I’ve ever felt, I’m not going to give myself to him. Not like this. I don’t even know his name.

A part of me wants it badly, though. As my breath comes in frantic pants I can already imagine, him plunging deep inside me with his thick cock, fucking me with a ferocity that would have me screaming with pleasure within seconds.

But I know it’ll be a mistake.

Looking at the absolute hunger in his eyes, I feel the heavy weight of fear pressing down upon my chest, constricting my breathing.

I have to break this off before I cave to the desire he makes so hard to resist.

Lollipop, A voice urges in my head as Sir moves in closer, softly brushing his hard bulge against my leg and causing my skin to prick and my pussy to throb with insatiable need. Say it now before it’s too late!

My skin flushing a deep scarlet shade, I suck in a deep breath, parting my lips to say the words that will bring me to safety.

Before the first syllable escapes my mouth, he surprises me by suddenly releasing me from my binds.

Immediately, I slump to the cold, stone floor covered in sweat, my limbs sore, stinging and red, feeling drained and exhausted, his arm wrapped around my waist and holding me up.

“Are your ankles alright?” he asks me, bending over to massage my wrists, his voice coming out clear.

A feeling of confusion washes over me at the tone of his voice. His demeanor, which was