Part 3 (Final) “Hey,” she told the man. “I really need to be fucked before I leave.” He nodded. “Maybe,” he purred, “if you ask nicely.” A thrill raced through her. “Oooh, yeahhh. Please fuck me, mister.” “Sir,” he said. “Oh!” Heat built between her legs. Hips swaying, she shifted on the carpet. She was so ready. She couldn’t remember ever having been this horny. She needed a cock to fill her. Like a slut. She was a cock-slut, a tongue-slut, a finger-slut, whatever kind of slut got her fucked. Fucked hard, because sluts weren’t deserving of gentle sex. Not that she wanted anything less than being pounded hard, anyway. Like a damn animal. She licked her lips and groaned. “Please fuck me...sir. Pretty please?” “Depends. What are you?” he said. “Oh, I’m a slut,” she shot back. “A total slutty slut.” “I thought you wanted to leave.” “I...well...” “Do you want to leave?” His hand moved from her breast, his fingers sliding down her sweat-beaded skin past her ribs and along her belly, trailing soft heat behind them. “If you leave, you won’t get fucked like the slut you are.” “Slut!” she bugled on the next stroke, shoving herself back hard against her keeper’s thrust. Oh, God, so deep...! She spared a moment of pity for Amy, who was unable to say her Word while deep-throating her keeper. Of course, sluts sucked cock too, so she’d be doing that too at the first opportunity. But for now, getting to scream her Word over and over again while being fucked like a slutty, dirty animal worked perfectly for her. She couldn’t imagine anything better. The Word, after all, was her Bond.

A-maze-ing!!!!!

very nice... ...and a witty ending

not too shabby

I love it! Thank you, Sublette.