41 - Azira.

He thrusts three fingers into my pussy and groans. "So fucking wet. We won't need lube, as you are making enough."

I feel him spread my arousal onto my ass, and then he spits on it, making me shudder. And then he thrusts his cock into my pussy. "I'll get my cock nice and wet in your cunt."

There's a part of me that can't believe he's doing this, taking things this far, and there's this dark part of me that loves it. I want him to take what he wants from me, use me and abuse me in sick and dirty ways.

"Blaine, this is insane."

His eyes flash. "Have I ever told you that you could call me by my first name?"

I purse my lips together. "No, but I assumed—"

"Don't. It's master or sir to you."

I swallow hard. "Sorry, sir."

He pulls out of my pussy presses the hard, thick head of his cock against my tight hole, making me tense. "I would tell you this won't hurt, but that's a lie. And let's be honest with each other. You love pain." He forces the tip harder against my tight ring of muscles and