Chapter 56: Chapter 56

I smirked, gave her ass a sharp slap, watched it jiggle beneath my hand. She gasped but didn’t move away—her body angled itself closer, like she wanted more. “God, you’re beautiful,” I muttered, slapping her again, then kneading her cheek as I ground my cock along her slit.

Tom’s head dropped forward, drool spilling past the gag. His cage leaked constantly, precum running down his thighs. He was on the edge just from watching, ruined without a single touch.

I let myself push half an inch inside her, slow and steady. Her walls clenched immediately, so hot and tight I had to grit my teeth. She moaned, loud and helpless, her back arching.

“That’s it,” I growled, dragging back out and slamming into her ass with my palm. The sound echoed sharp in the room. “This pussy’s mine. And you—” I glanced down at Tom, who was rocking pathetically on his knees. “You’ll never feel it. Never.”

Kim’s arms shook, her cheek pressed to the carpet, eyes fluttering shut. “Yes,” she whispered, voice trembling, raw. “I’m yours. Please, Evan. Don’t hold back anymore.”

I lined myself up again, her wetness coating me, her body practically sucking me in already. One more taunting grind across her clit made her moan out loud, needy and broken. I smirked, holding myself steady, letting Tom take in every second of her begging.

“You want it, huh?” I said, stroking myself along her folds one last time. “Then you’re gonna take it. Every inch.”

And I slammed forward, burying myself deep, her scream of relief filling the room while Tom whimpered like his whole world had just shattered.

Tom squirmed, chest heaving. His cock was purple and angry behind the metal, leaking like a faucet. I knew he was close without even being touched. Just watching us was enough.

I teased Kim for minutes, sliding in a little, pulling back, rubbing circles around her clit with the head, never giving her more than a taste. Each time she made a sound, I looked at Tom. “Poor boy.”

Finally, I pushed deeper, slow, until half my cock was inside her. Kim moaned despite herself, her arms trembling, head hanging low between her shoulders. She was so damn tight I had to grit my teeth not to lose it right there.

“Fuck,” I hissed. “She’s squeezing me like she wants to rip it off.” I looked at Tom, smirking. “She ever do that for you? No? Guess she saves the good stuff.”

Kim let out a sharp breath. “Ohhh…”

I started to move, pulling out and sliding back in, slow, steady strokes that made her ass clap softly with each impact. She whimpered each time I bottomed out. Tom groaned louder than both of us, muffled but desperate, rocking on his knees as if his body couldn’t handle it.

I leaned over Kim’s back, whispering in her ear loud enough for Tom to hear. “He’s losing his mind. Watching me fuck you while he’s caged up. You like that, don’t you? Knowing he can’t stop this.”

Her nails scraped the carpet. She didn’t answer, but her pussy clenched around me harder, soaking me. That was all the answer I needed.

I picked up the pace, thrusting harder, letting the sound of skin on skin echo in the room. Kim’s moans slipped out now, no matter how hard she tried to keep them in. She looked straight at Tom, lips curling in a taunting little smirk between gasps. “You like this view, baby?”

Tom shook his head frantically, but his cock twitched so violently in that cage it smacked against the metal. He wanted it. Needed it.

I laughed, thrusting harder. “He loves it. Loves watching you take every inch of me. Probably imagining it’s him… but he knows it never will be.”

Finally, my body burned. That familiar heat was coiling low in my gut, building with every brutal thrust. Sweat dripped from my temples, my grip tight on Kim’s hips, fingers digging deep enough to leave red marks on her pale skin.

“I’m close,” I hissed, my voice raw, teeth gritted.

Kim’s head whipped around, eyes glassy and wide, lips trembling. She didn’t try to hide it now, didn’t bother with pride. “Yes—please,” she gasped. “Don’t stop, Evan. Please don’t stop.”

That tone hit me harder than anything. Begging, needy, the sound of a woman giving herself over completely. I slammed into her faster… harder.

In front of us, Tom whined pathetically, rocking forward on his knees. His cock was dribbling nonstop inside the cage, little strings of precum dripping to the floor. He looked like he was on the edge of crying, torn apart between humiliation and arousal.

I leaned forward, wrapped an arm around Kim’s stomach, and dragged her higher so I could hammer her at a brutal angle. My mouth pressed near her ear, voice rough and deep. “Where do you want it?” I growled. “Tell me, Kim. Where do you want my cum?”

Her breath hitched, her walls squeezing me so tightly I almost lost control right there. “Inside,” she whispered, voice breaking. “Cum inside me. Fill me, Evan. Please.”

That was it. I laughed darkly, more of a groan than a laugh, and drove myself into her harder than ever, hips smacking against her ass so fast it was a blur. “Hear that, Tom?” I snarled, looking down at him. “She wants it in her. Not you. Not ever you. Me.”

Kim’s body trembled beneath me, her pussy clamping down like a vice. She was so sensitive from all the edging that she couldn’t hold back anymore. Her moans spilled out, loud and desperate, her legs locking behind me as if she was terrified I’d pull out before it was done.

I grunted, one last savage thrust burying me to the hilt. Heat ripped through me in violent waves, my cock jerking as I spilled deep inside her, pulse after pulse, filling her until I felt it run back out around me. My head fell back, jaw clenched, every muscle in my body shuddering with release.

Kim gasped, her whole body shaking with overstimulated aftershocks. She didn’t cum, not fully, but she shivered like she’d been struck by lightning, clenching around me as if she could keep me inside forever. Her voice cracked in a whisper. “Yes… oh God… yes…”

And Tom? He broke right then. His gagged whimper turned into a choked cry as his cock twitched violently in its cage, streaks of white leaking out between the bars and dripping down his thighs. He came untouched, ruined by nothing but the sight of me filling his girlfriend.

I held inside her for a moment, panting, sweat dripping off me onto her back, her pussy milking me for every last drop. Then I exhaled slowly, a grin tugging at my lips. “That’s how it’s done.”

I pulled out slowly, cum dripping from Kim onto the carpet. My chest heaved, sweat running down my neck. I glanced at Tom, still shivering, tears at the corners of his blindfold.

“Pathetic,” I muttered, grabbing my beer and taking a long swig. Foam burned down my throat while Tom sagged in place, his head hanging, drool wetting his chest. “Couldn’t even last through her not cumming.”

Kim collapsed forward on the carpet, chest rising and falling, hair sticking to her damp forehead. Then she tilted her head just enough to give me a sly look over her shoulder, lips curled in a smirk. “You broke him.”

“Good.” I slumped back against the couch, cock still slick and heavy between my legs, every muscle in my body loose from release. I reached down, fished the lighter from the table, and sparked up a smoke. The first drag hit my lungs sweet, burning away the leftover edge. I exhaled slow, letting the haze curl above me. “That’s the point.”

Tom whimpered, slumped on his knees, ruined. His little cage glistened in the dim light, precum smeared down his thighs. He didn’t even lift his head—just twitched when Kim moved.

She rolled onto her side, laughing under her breath, and stretched her leg out toward him. “C’mon, look at you.” Her toes grazed the metal of his cage, then pressed harder, rubbing the swollen shaft through the bars. He flinched, sucking in ragged breaths, a muffled sob caught behind the gag.

I blew smoke at the ceiling, enjoying the sight. “Keep him there,” I said, flicking ash into an empty bottle. “Make him remember.”

Kim giggled, teasing him harder with her foot, grinding it against his cock until his whole body shook. He couldn’t do anything but take it. Couldn’t stop himself from leaking more.

I drained the rest of my beer, let the bottle clink onto the table, and leaned my head back. For a moment, the room faded—Kim’s laugh, Tom’s pathetic whines—all of it replaced by a different face in my head.

Anotta.

I’d promised Susan I’d take care of her. Give her that massage, help her out. She trusted me with it. And here I was, blowing smoke into a filthy motel room, covered in sweat and Kim’s scent, while her boyfriend twitched on the floor in a cage.

I tapped ash off the cigarette, jaw tight. “Shit,” I muttered to myself. “I still gotta deal with that.”

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Sexual Activity Completed

Partner: Kim

EXP Gained: +18

Star Rating: 1.1 ★

Reason: Your partner

didn’t climax.

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