Chapter 121: Living Doll (M?)

Closing the door, he turned back to Cassia. She was still sitting on the bed, perfectly poised. He chuckled softly when he saw her like that.

He walked over, tucked one ankle behind the other. He folded her hands in her lap. She looked up at him once before she looked away. Her eyes were half-lidded, her stare somewhat vacant.

He stepped back, admiring her. The room was silent as he reached for a brush on the counter. He walked up to her with the brush in hand and started brushing her hair.

He hummed softly as he brushed through her hair. He placed each section so it fell to his liking. He leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to her cheek.

“Such a pretty little thing,” he whispered.

He walked to the bathroom and came out with a damp cloth. He wiped her down methodically. From her neck to her arms, across her breasts. He circled her nipples.

He cleaned the remnants of her arousal from between her legs. The cool fabric teased her sensitive folds, and she shuddered involuntarily. Though Ivan wiped away the remnants, Cassia still leaked.

Ivan was gentle with her as he ran the damp cloth down her legs, wiping carefully. When he had completely wiped her body, he laid her on the bed.

Her arms were at her side, and her legs were slightly parted. His hands roamed freely over her body. His fingers traced her collarbone, flicking over the aching nipples. His finger dipped into her navel.

His hand swept lower, a finger tracing the outside of her thigh, then back up. Down the inner thigh and back up, pausing at her folds.

“My little doll. I just cleaned you up, and you’re wet again.” He said as he slid two fingers along her slit.

Removing his fingers, he wiped the wetness on her lips, then kissed them. His fingers went back to her folds, and he coated them with her slickness. He licked his fingers, then flicked his tongue across her lips.

Cassia didn’t move, but he heard her heavy breathing. He pushed his tongue into her mouth, licking along her teeth. His fingers once again went back to her folds.

This time, he pushed them inside. His fingers passed her folds, circling her clit and entrance before plunging in. His fingers curled to stroke her inner walls.

She clenched around him. He felt her tremble involuntarily. He saw her struggle to keep herself still.

“My little doll is so wet. I’ll make sure to fix it.” He circled his thumb on her clit.

The pressure built as he played with her pussy. His fingers scissored inside her. He pressed against her G-spot. His fingers worked magic as she trembled, still forcing herself to hold the posture.

But when her orgasm rocked through her, she could help but let out a loud cry. Her body convulsed, her hands gripped the sheet. Juices squirted onto Ivan’s hand.

Ivan withdrew his fingers. He lifted Cassia off the bed, placing her in his arms. Her body twitched. He rested her head in the crook of his neck, whispering sweet nothings.

“Are you okay?” he asked.

“I’m perfect,” she replied, no longer pretending to be a doll. “But I think we need to take care of you.” She wrapped her arms around his waist.

She kissed his neck, running her tongue along the base, then got up. Her legs were still wobbly, but she didn’t need to go far. She knelt on the floor in front of the bed.

His cock was throbbing, thick and with pre-cum beading the head. She wrapped her hand around it, stroking. She watched the drop of pre-cum. Extending her tongue, she licked it away and moaned.

Then, she swallowed him. Her mouth opened, taking in the head of his cock. Inch by inch, she took more and more of him into her mouth. She looked up at him and smiled before taking him deep.

He groaned, his hand threading into her hair. Her head bobbed as she sucked on his cock. She gagged when it touched her throat. Relaxing, she continued taking him in.

She reached for his hand that was in her hair. She applied pressure and looked up at him. She stopped moving, waiting for him to decide. She hummed around his cock. That was all the permission he needed.

Ivan bucked into her mouth, pressing her down on his cock. The slurps, glucks, and gags spurred him. It didn’t take long for him to erupt.

“Fuck, Cass…cumming,” he warned.

She wrapped her arms around his waist and pressed her face into his pelvis. She sealed her lips tighter around his cock, sucking as he released inside her mouth. The salty taste hit the back of her throat.

She didn’t let go until she swallowed as much as she could. Even then, some dripped from the side of her mouth. Ivan wiped it away as he pulled her up and into his arms.

He laid her on the bed, intending to rest.

“I have a few more ideas we could try…if you wanted,” Cassia said, voice slightly hoarse.

Ivan laughed. “I guess these are your kinks? Why didn’t you tell me before?”

She cuddled into his chest. “I was worried you would think it was weird. As far as I know, it’s not exactly mainstream.”

“Well, I’m not exactly mainstream,” Ivan said, rubbing her hair. “Now tell me everything. I’m ready to learn.”

While Cassia and Ivan were inside talking about Cassia’s variety of kinks. The others who had been locked out were out in the common area.

“That was…” Ember began.

“Wild,” Adrienne finished. “Never thought about it before, but I could see myself being a chair.”

“Don’t think about it,” Alex said, tapping her forehead. “You can barely keep still as it is. You want to pretend to be an inanimate object?”

“I could,” Adrienne shot.

“Then let’s go. I’ll turn you into a chair,” Alex said, dragging Adrienne back to their room.

“What about your two? Not trying the chair thing?” Ember asked.

“Not my thing,” Sarah said, waving her hand.

Marcus grunted noncomitally.

Ember shrugged, “Well, we’ve had enough fun for today. Tell everyone we have a meeting tomorrow. I want to take a bath.”

With that, Ember dragged Aiden away.

Marcus and Sarah, the only ones left, didn’t speak for a moment. Then Marcus asked Sarah, “How do you feel about blindfolds?”

Sarah’s mouth opened, but she didn’t answer.

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