4

Esteban King

All of a sudden, her kiss and the way Camilla was looking at me turned me into a heartless monster. I'd never been like that while fucking any slave in a bondage show before. It was something new to me.

It was like I was fighting to hold back these weird feelings crashing into my heart out of nowhere.

But my dick had other ideas right then.

I shoved my whole dick into that poor slave's throat, thrusting in and out, in and out, until tears streamed down her cheeks like rain. Her eyes begged me to stop choking her.

I pulled out of her throat and yanked Camilla against my chest. Then I sucked on her neck like a vampire dying for her blood. She struggled to push me away, but she didn't moan. She barely breathed. She was just trying her hardest to get me off her body.

I pulled back and pushed her down toward one of the slave's asses—yeah, I don't know what got into me. I growled, "No, look closely, baby, because soon you'll be part of this show."

She shook her head and tried to close her eyes, but I grabbed her hair roughly and gritted my teeth. "I said look, or I'll fuck you right here and now."

She nodded, her body shaking, and I shoved her face closer to the poor slave's ass. Then I rammed my dick in roughly and slammed against the walls of that slave's ass hard.

For a full minute, I was grunting and switching from one ass to the next.

Then I stood there and stared at Camilla. She crawled back on her knees, shaking her head. "No, please, not me."

What! Really? She thinks I'd let those bastards see her body? Not you, baby. I smirked like the devil, grabbed her hair, and pulled her to her feet. I licked the corner of her lips and whispered, "The show's not over yet, baby doll."

She swallowed hard, nervous, but I pushed her aside a bit and unwrapped all the slaves. Then I dragged the poor boy slave and threw him on his stomach on the wooden bench.

I blindfolded his eyes, then snapped my fingers at one of my assistants to bring me the long paddle stick. I started shoving it into his hole and announced, "Count with me, baby doll. Thirty thrusts."

I was commanding her, but I knew I was pushing her buttons. It had to be torture for a naive virgin like her—someone who'd obviously never seen a show like this.

Never been touched, either!

She trembled and started counting in a super quiet voice. "One—"

With every thrust into the slave's hole, she flinched at his painful screams.

I gestured for her to keep going, and she said, "Two—"

He moaned, out of breath, suffering from my hard thrusts. I knew I was being extra rough and wild this time. But the guests were loving it, after all.

She looked at me, confused, and stopped counting. I shot her a deadly glare and ordered firmly, "Count! Or do you want me to replace him with you?"

But she stood her ground and shook her head. "No!"

"No, what?!" I narrowed my eyes at her.

She found her courage and said, "No, I won't count. Stop this shit now!"

What the fuck!

I grabbed her by the hair, furious, cursing and yelling at her. "Now I'm really pissed, and you'll regret this."

I dragged her off the stage by her hair to one of the private sex rooms in my BDSM club. I shoved her onto the small bed. "You'll pay for your rudeness and attitude. I'm selling your virginity now."

She screamed, "Nooooooo!"

But her begging didn't soften me up. I hated when anyone tried to stand up to me, protest, or say no. Who the hell does she think she is?

I locked the door with a key behind me, then turned and headed back to the stage to finish the show.

I wasn't about to ruin the night or my club's reputation over a girl like her.

I grabbed a whip and lashed the slave's ass until I hit thirty times. Then I pulled out my dick and shoved it into his ass again, filling his hole with my thick cum.

I pulled out and stuck it in his mouth for him to suck until the last drop. Then I announced to all the dominant guests to fill his ass with creampie.

And that was the best part.

Because while they were doing that, I barged into the room where I'd locked Camilla and turned on a small screen for her to watch.

I slammed down into a chair and stared at her like a demon. "Now watch what happens to that slave—because that's what's coming for you later."

I laughed that way, and her eyes nearly popped out when she saw every single dom step up to the slave's ass and shoot their thick cum inside his hole until he was overflowing with white creampies.

Then they shoved him to the floor to lick up the rest of the cum drops like a dog.

That's when she gasped and fainted right away.

Oh, poor girl!