exactly what he wanted her to be. ‘And I will treat you like the horny little slut that you’ve shown yourself to be.’
Jake walked to the end of the desk, standing between her bent knees and legs which dangled over the side. He gripped the sides of her panties with each hand, pulled them down to her ankles and flung them away. He was breathing hard as he bent her legs up, placing each stocking-covered foot on the edge of his desk, wide apart, and ran his hand over the shiny, damp flesh of her cunt as it parted beneath his probing caress.
‘No doubt you would have let those men fuck you too, if they had still been here now. Wouldn’t you?’
‘Yes,’ Cally admitted truthfully.
‘Do you want me to fuck you?’ Jake ground out.
‘Yes. I want you to fuck me.’ Cally’s hips thrust upwards involuntarily. The blood pounded between her legs, engorging her pussy lips and clit, in nature’s age-old response designed to entice the predatory male who stood between her thighs, waiting to take his pleasure of her.
‘You are a demanding little bitch, aren’t you? But this isn’t about what you want. You are here for my sexual pleasure, not your own.’
Jake took hold of the love eggs from the box and placed the first of the two attached objects at the gaping entrance to her muscular tunnel. The cool smoothness of the silver, metallic surface made her recoil a little in anticipation of the intrusion. Jake exerted slight pressure on it, so it parted the tightness guarding her entrance. A muscular spasm revealed Cally’s tension, denying Jake access. He pressed harder upon it, until it breached the barrier minutely. Her slick arousal made the function easily manageable. Cally moaned her unfulfilled satisfaction as sensations rolled through her at this stimulation of her vagina. Her hips tilted upward, attempting to ease the entrance of the object more deeply and quickly to attain the delights she sought.
‘I decide how it happens,’ he warned her. ‘I decide how fast, how firmly. You have no control. Accept what I do to you and what I don’t do. Is that clear?’
Cally could only murmur her assent. It took all her self-control not to reach down and thrust the object inside herself forcefully, to attain the stimulation that its intrusion into her aching pussy would give her. Her fingertips gripped the edges of the desk.
Jake held it to her entrance without increasing the pressure until her movements subsided. Then he thrust more powerfully until it was halfway in and halfway out. He stopped to soothe her clit with his thumb and Cally began to jerk in response to that gentlest of teasing.
‘What is it Cally, my darling? What do you want me to do? You know I won’t fuck you.’
‘Push it in me hard, Jake, for God’s sake. Hard.’ She sounded as desperate for fulfilment as she was.
Jake stilled for a long, tense moment. ‘Like this?’ He rammed it home as her vagina swallowed it, causing tremors of pure pleasure to course through her pussy and up throughout her body until she felt her nipples tingle out an echoing call of shivering delight.
‘Yes,’ she yelped, her voice raised in tone. ‘Let me come, Jake,’ she pleaded.
‘Oh no, my little houri. You know that is not going to happen just because you want it to.’
Cally could have wept her frustration but for the soothing, repetitive movement of his fingers through her juicy cunny, keeping her balancing on the edge of madness.
‘But I still have the second one to insert,’ he reminded her. He held her thrusting hips down onto the desk with a firmly placed palm on her soft Venus mound, as he placed the adjoining chilled object at her entrance. She recoiled for a second time. Jake shoved it with powerful fingers as far up into her warm cave as he could with a single thrust, pressing the first object before it. He released her immediately to retrieve her panties.
‘Now you will remain stimulated all day. They’re weighted so each time you move,