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Date: 9/19/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: visioneer, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

dozen times. Colleen applied her skills. She hated it. She liked it. She hated it, decided maybe it wasn’t so bad after all, then couldn’t get enough. She struggled and writhed, whimpered and moaned. She tried defiant and submissive. She faked an orgasm loud enough that Brooke worried Hunter would crash through the door, but she couldn’t make him come. Mr. Skinny never wavered until, finally, he collapsed on Colleen, his clenching ass cheeks the only evidence of his release. “Fucking awesome,” he wheezed and climbed off. Brooke pushed a wad of paper towels his way and made sure he dropped his condom in the wastebasket. She escorted him to the door. “Be sure tell your friends what a great time you had.” Her phone chimed Maria’s tone. kap alph dude +100 if gf can watch advise “We didn’t anticipate that weirdness,” Brooke said to herself. “Mmm?” Colleen raised her head. “Nothing. Just Maria checking in.” Brooke tapped a reply. C’s call. Hold. She dampened a hand towel in cool water. Colleen’s belly rose and fell with hard breathing. A thick sheen of sweat covered her and puddled in her navel. Her hair and the sheet were wringing wet. “I didn’t think Mr. Skinny was ever gonna pop,” Brooke said as she wiped Colleen’s face and neck. No. “My favorite working girl.” Brooke dried Colleen’s breasts and belly. Colleen aimed a profanity-laden glare at Brooke. Brooke toweled between Colleen’s legs and checked her left ankle cuff. “Better?” Yes. That cuff, too tight, had started pinching ... when Colleen had battled a toad any woman would loathe. Mr. Toad mounted Colleen and started pounded away hard enough to make her grunt, all the while telling her how much he knew she liked it. Suddenly, he stopped mid-thrust, said something Brooke didn’t catch, and dribbled spit on Colleen’s ΔΣΕ lavaliere. Brooke leapt up brandishing the stunner. “No spitting. Get out.” “Hell, no,” the guy said, leering at Colleen. “You like it, don’t you bitch? Tell this slut you like it.” A mask of perfect scorn descended over Colleen’s face. Yes, she nodded very slowly. Brooke hesitated. She knew that look too well. Mr. Toad had pushed the wrong button. “Collie,” Brooke said. “You want me to call Hunter?” No. “See,” Mr. Toad said. “She likes it.” Think that if you will, Brooke thought. She took one step back but kept the stunner ready. She had not needed it. Mr. Toad had filled up his condom in short order, and Colleen had found her moxie. Brooke unfastened the gag. Colleen spit it out. “Goddamn,” she sputtered. “Did these assholes all jerk-off or something? Nobody came come.” Brooke put a straw in Colleen’s mouth. “Drink up. Probably got some bet going. You know how boys are.” “Yuck.” “Drink it,” Brooke said. “You need the electrolytes.” Colleen sucked the bottle empty. Brooke adjusted Colleen’s pillow. “Got to keep you hydrated and refreshed. Our clientele expect a healthy, randy whore.” Colleen lunged to the limits of her bondage. “You wanna trade places? You wanna let one these apes ...