“You know what to say.” Richard’s voice was thick with lust and victory.
Kathy moaned, pushing back on his fat, hard, shaft with a desperate need. His hand cracked against her ass, a stinging blow that made her flesh ripple, and he laughed.
“Say it Kathy.” Richard commanded, his voice a low growl that vibrated against her skin. He paused, letting the silence stretch, the anticipation another weapon he wielded with cruel precision.
Kathy squeezed her eyes shut, a silent battle raging within. No, no, no, her mind screamed, but her body throbbed a traitorous agreement with Richard’s rhythm. Shame and a shocking spark of pleasure warred within her. The worst thing was, she thought he might be right. Richard’s huge cock plunged deep, stretching her until she felt raw and exposed. The head of his cock pressed against her cervix, a sensation that was both painful and intensely arousing.
A sharp, painful pleasure shot through her, stealing her breath and leaving a metallic tang on her tongue. He was toying with her, a cruel puppeteer pulling the strings of her desire. He knew exactly how close she was, and the knowledge that he controlled her pleasure so easily was a humiliation that only fueled her arousal further.
She’d been so sure of herself. A dumb, drunken, bet, but a chance to put the arrogant “Dick” in his place. Her girlfriend was shocked when Kathy agreed to it.
“Are you fucking serious?” Daisy hissed.
“Come on, 500 bucks and I get to humiliate him in front of his friends?” Kathy slurred the words, well past thinking clearly about the consequences of this bet…
