In the Dark of Night, Part Three
There really wasn’t anything to complain about view wise from where I was sitting, sliding the giant dildo in and out of Tara’s sweet little pussy. She moaned and squirmed against me and I grinned, sliding my gaze upwards, taking in the sight of her bare, body chained to the bed and Spike fucking her face with ruthless abandon.
Speaking of which, it really was heart warming, the co-operation I was getting from Spike. Of course, it wasn’t as if there wasn’t anything in it for him, a beautiful girl sucking his cock being the main thing, but still, it was just like the old days really, almost enough to make a man nostalgic. Almost…
Hell, it was only Spike for fucks sake. He was doing a very good job torturing my new girl and between the two of us, I think we’d have her nicely broken in by the end of the night.
If she was lucky, I might decide to stretch it out over two, who knows?
“Now, does that hurt sweetheart?” I asked softly, sinking the object deeply into her again and watching the tears roll down her cheeks. Spike grunted loudly and I could tell he was close as hell to coming; he had that look and it’d really be more fun if she could talk…I’d just love to hear her bed and sob again.
“Spike,” I said. “Just finish the hell up and then come down her with me…I want us to show Tara something new.”
I grinned and pulled the dildo out, setting it aside for later and watched as Spike came hard, pulling his cock out of her sweet mouth at the last minute and shooting his fucking load all over her face. Fucking hell, I’d have to taste that if I kissed her now.
Grabbing his arm roughly I pulled him down beside me and grabbed him by the back of the head. With the other hand I started to pull of her nipple clamps, leaving her breasts bare and her nipples tender and hard.
“Don’t they look succulent?” I asked him, cupping a breast and caressing it softly.
“Go on,” I encouraged, pushing his head towards her chest. “Don’t be shy.” Yeah right, Spike? Shy?
“Have a taste.”