Total LockDown (LockDown #2) by A.T. Smith

my throat. If
I hadn’t trained my gag reflex, I would have probably thrown up. I can feel his
head gliding against my tonsils as his onslaught becomes aggressive.  I can
tell whipping Delilah has gotten to him, that it has been far too long since he
has played. He is unable to control the arousal that dominance has given him.
    I give him what
he needs; feasting on his dick like it is the last morsel of food on earth. I
let one of my hands slide to his naked backside, the muscle tensing as he
thrusts forcefully forward. My finger finds his hole quickly, pushing through
the tight ring angrily. I know he wants it like this, he needs it this way.
    “Oh, shit,
Leighton, fuck my arse.” I pump the single digit into him rapidly, his prostate
skating against my fingertip. His body is writhing beneath my caress, his cock
pulsating on my tongue, his breath assaulting the top of my head as his face
stares down at me. I curl my finger inside his anus, stroking and massaging his
gland, his cum shoots into my mouth in an instant, flooding my tongue and taste
buds.
    He releases his
grip on me, the girl in my lap is now fully on earth, her responsive face and
eyes informing me she is okay and ready to stand.
    “Pet, up you
get.” I command her. She stands from her perch on my knee with perfect grace.
Her naked breasts brush my arm as she then drops to her knees by my feet once
again. She is just too perfect. I want Abbi like this every day.
    Her gaze falls
between her parted thighs, her hands placed delicately but professionally atop
them. “My perfect, Pet, you may stand, Delilah.” I tell her lifting her chin to
smile at her. “You are free to go, but behave yourself, sweetheart. You know
I’ll know if you don't.” I warn her before she thanks, Scott and I and leaves
us.
    I stand to my
full height, a little taller than Scott. “You,” I get close to him, my chest
touching his, his eyes focus intently on mine. “Mine, now.” I grit between my
teeth, the level in which my arousal is at its most dangerous level and I need
to ram my dick into his arse soon or else I might just fucking perish.
    I collect my bag
I have brought with me, my cane already placed inside, thanks to Scott. His own
flogger and bullwhip also stowed away, ready to go.
    “Fuck yes.” He
says before he barges past me and practically power walks the length of the
club to the exit.
    I catch up to
his extremely fast pace, grabbing his shoulder to turn him around as we enter
the alley beside ‘The Den’. I push him forcefully into the wall, my lips
smashing against his instantaneously. I rape his mouth with my tongue, my teeth
crashing against his own as our passions takes over and drives us into a male
on male mouth fuck at the side of the club. “Jesus, Scott, I need you. Hard.” I
say between kisses as I allow my lips to trail the length of his neck, his
masculine scent causing a throb between my legs to multiply.
    “Leighton, take
me now.” He begs me, the passion and determination in his voice causes me to
bring my hand down between our bodies and stroke at my pulsing erect dick. I
want to fuck him right here and now, take his arse so hard he sees stars.
    I find my hand,
with a mind of its own, unzipping my trousers and pulling them just below my
arse, my cock jutting free and smacking at Scott’s groin. I work quickly at
removing his own bottoms, slipping them fully down to his ankles, my body going
with them. My face is eye to eye with his dick, the wet head beckoning for my
mouth to take a nice deep plunge. I obey my body’s command and suck him within
the confinements. His body jolts in pleasure, trying to bury itself further
within.
    Scott has had
his turn taking control of my body, fucking me. It is now my turn. I stand back
to my six foot three height, my hands gliding around Scott’s throat as I attack
his mouth again. My breaths are short and sharp, my heart rate spiking and my
blood leaving every vein and artery within my body and