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Their Lordship's Toy
(Anna Austin)

"You enjoy this, don't you?" The man asked. I couldn't help but nod.



"Fucking whore-" came the other man's voice, loud and clear from the foot of the bed. "At least she knows her place. Sluts like this should know that all they're good for is sex." 



I squirmed at his cruel words, tensing up as he pressed a thick finger into me, crooking it upwards in an attempt to find the most sensitive spot. I was helpless, completely immobile - and in addition to that, I was rendered silent as well. I moaned around the cock in my mouth as another finger was pushed into me.



It was then that another set of footsteps resonated in my ears - I opened my eyes and was instantly met with the sight of another man. This man was tall and thin, blond and severe, a crop of sorts in his hand.



"Is she any good?" He asked, voice low and regal as he surveyed the scene.



"She's a whore, that's for sure-" Said the man whose dick was hitting the back of my throat over and over, practically choking me. I met the new man's gaze as he came to stand near the other side of the bed, his perverted eyes traveling over my naked form. When his crop struck me, I cried out, a cry that was muffled by the cock in my mouth.