In response to my questions, Zoey quickly steps out of my grasp and tries to push me away with a hand on my chest. "I get it, okay! I can do this myself."
Zoey's attempt to shove me amounts to nothing but I shrug and step back anyway. "I was just asking."
I watch with false casualness while trying to hide my growing lust and excitement. I doubt I'm doing a very good job; so it's a good thing she isn't looking at me as she undoes the clasps of her bra. The straps fall away as she puts an arm over her chest to keep it from falling.
"Is there really a point to that," I ask.
In response, Zoey said nothing. She turned away from me and moved her arm to allow her bra to fall to the ground. Then, reaching down, she hooked her thumbs under the waistband of her panties and pulled them down as it tried to cling to the plump flesh of her pert rear. In only a moment, they were around her ankles and her big rear was on full display as she fully removed her underwear.
Standing straight, Zoey turned toward me with one arm over her breasts and the other over her privates.
I couldn't help but say, "What are you trying to hide? It's not like I haven't seen it before."
Zoey gave me a small glare but looked away at my smirk. She stole glances at the bulge in my pants before biting, "W-Well? I'm already done. Shouldn't you get undressed too?"
Is it just me, or do I hear some anticipation in her voice? I'm right about her, aren't I?
Looking over her supple body, I can practically hear a little voice in my head telling me stop dicking around, rip off my clothes, and fuck the bitch. But that's not what I'll do.
For one thing, that's not how Layfon would do this. Also, I haven't proven if I'm right about her or not. And, honestly, I don't think I'm a bad person, but I am a bastard. I've already taken things this far. May as well enjoy it as much as I can.
Practically sneering at Zoey, I say, "I think we've already established how this works. You're not going anywhere until I've had my fun. So, if you want to get this over with, I suggest you get over here and get to it."
Zoey glares at me but still walks over to me. Once she's standing in front of me, I can see the pinkish hue of her skin due to her embarrassment. She gets down on her knees before moving her hands away from her body. She reaches up and brings her hand to the zipper of my pants with practiced ease.
*ZIIIP*
I look down at Zoey as she unzips and reaches into my pants. I have to suppress the shiver I feel as her delicate hand and soft fingers wrap around my cock.
In just a moment, Zoey pulls my cock out – throbbing with anticipation – and waste no time in in bringing her mouth closer to it. Her full lips part to let her pink tongue slip out. Then, with a firm grip on my cock she gently began licking away at the tip like an ice cream cone.
Before long, Zoey's tongue was swirling around the tip. She then wrapped her soft lips around it and began sucking on it – slowly taking into her mouth. Bobbing her head back and forth, she was taking the full length down her throat while putting her hands against my hips to brace myself. All the while, I could feel her tongue continue to lap away at, swirl around, and lick hungrily at my cock.
I can't help but reach down and put my hand on Zoey's head as I do my best to keep from showing just how much I'm enjoying this.
You know, I would think it's a surprise how good Zoey is at this. I mean, she was a virgin with zero experience and a dedicated girlfriend. Even if Layfon coerced her, there's no way she was with anyone else if not her boyfriend. Yet, despite that, she's expertly, almost hungrily sucking away at my cock with increasing speed as she got used to it.
This is what bothered me when her character was properly introduced. Despite being presented as some innocent victim, she acts like an absolute slut. It could be a case of poor characterization, but from the context, I got a different impression.
At the time, I just brushed it off as I was more invested in the smut. But when I actually think about it and the setting. I come to one conclusion. She got taken advantage of by Layfon and awakened to being a slut.
It's a lame and unrealistic trope really. But given the nature of this world, I would make sense. How else do you explain this. Become withdrawn and submissive? Sure. Become angry and hostile? Sure. Plot my murder? Yeah. But to instead become suddenly so adept at giving head and down right eager to get fucked? Yeah. Not a sane response.
The MC killing Layfon was just an excuse so she could get fucked.
Now, why do I care about this so much when I just want to fuck her? That's the thing. I have more in mind than just this. Of course, that's assuming I'm right and it's not just a weird thing about this world.
I hold back as much as I can, but I can't stand it. Tightening my grip on Zoey's head to where I'm holding a handful of her hair, I pull her down while thrusting myself forward as I cum in her mouth. She gasps and gags at the sudden pain of me pulling her hair and forcing myself down her throat but ultimately takes it as she swallows my seed as I let it out in her mouth.
Once I'm done, I pull Zoey back slightly to look down at her glaring eyes. "You've gotten a lot better at this." I say as condescendingly as I can – causing her to avert her gaze.
I pull Zoey further back and pull my cock from her mouth. She sucks out all that she can and there's a sloppy, wet *POP* as she lets go of my cock. I watch as she seems to move what's left of my cum around her mouth. Chewing it. Swallowing it. Savoring it.
Zoey opens her mouth to show she swallowed all of it.
I make a show of humming inquisitively. "I don't remember telling you to do that?"
Zoey freezes.
"Could it be you're enjoying this? Did I awaken something in you?"
Zoey just looked away. "Don't be ridiculous. This is what you said to do before."
That he did; Layfon went the extra mile to show his dominance and humiliate Zoey. Plus, I can't deny her little show has me hard again. This body does boast quite the stamina – assumably he and his sister inherit it from their mother. It was actually a little annoying yesterday, but I plan to take full advantage now.
"Why don't-" I start but stop when I catch myself. Be more demanding. Don't phrase it as a question. "Stand up."
Zoey glares at me but does as she's told. However, I barely let her rise to her feet before I grab her by the arm and pull her to me. She lets out a startled cry as I wrap one arm around her to hold her back against my chest. My other arm is around her chest where I grope one of her breasts. Due to our height difference, I'm slightly looming over her. I bring my mouth to her neck and begin kissing her.
Zoey tries to protest, "What are you do- EEP!!"
Letting out a startled squeal, I move my free hand down to Zoey's pussy. Running two fingers along her folds, I find that she's incredibly wet.
Pulling back, I mockingly whisper in Zoey's ear, "Well, well, would you look at this? For someone who seems so reluctant, you sure are eager."
Squirming and lightly panting, Zoey is clearly struggling to suppress her reactions. "N-No, I'm n-not. If you're going to make me do this, then just- Aah~"
Zoey was interrupted as she let out a pleasured moan. My hand that was groping her breast began to pinch and play with her nipple, and I slipped both fingers into her pussy and began thrusting them into her hole.
Having Zoey's figure shiver against me, I decided to try taking things a step further and began straightening me spine while bending my knees. From this position the girl was forced to stand on her toes as my fingers continued to thrust into her depths – reaching even deeper as the weight of her body pressed down on them.
As she continued to moan, I resume kissing Zoey's neck. In the process, I wind up pressing myself against her even more. This position leads to my cock sliding between her legs. As if in response, she ends up clenching her legs together.
Caught in the soft vise between her thighs, I realize I'm already rocking my hips before I'm even aware of it.
Zoey is left trying to suppress her moaning as the liquid practically gushing from her pussy end up becoming lube to make her thigh-job all the better and I end up thrusting into her soft, full thighs even faster.
Zoey's breathing grows fasted and I can feel her body beginning to tense. Anticipating her climax, I force myself to come to a complete stop.
My hand on Zoey's breast – fingers pinching her nipple –, my face buried in the nape of her neck, my fingers in her pussy, and my cock between her clenched thighs. It takes a moment for her to collect herself and realize I've stopped.
I begin to pull back while biting the inside of my cheek to hide my reluctance.
"W-What," Zoey breaths. "W-Why did you stop?"
I do my best to chuckle mockingly. "What do you mean? I thought you didn't want this or like me?"
"I don't!"
I begin to loosen my hold and let go of Zoey. "Well, then why don't we just stop here?"
"What?"
I pull out my fingers from Zoey's pussy and we stand with her straining to stay on her toes with my cock clutched between her wet thighs.
I bring my wet fingers to my mouth and begin sucking them clean while I put my other hand on Zoey's shoulder.
"H-Hold on! Y-You can't-"
"Can't what," I ask as I pull my fingers from my mouth. "I thought you wanted this to end."
"I-I do," Zoey says. But there's no real feeling in her words and he rubbing her thighs together belays her true desires.
"Then why are you acting like you want me to keep going?"
"I'm not!"
"In that case~" I put my hands on Zoey's hips and begin to slowly pull out form between her thighs.
Zoey bites her lower lip but then quietly whines, "S-Stop…"
"Hmm~? What was that?"
"I-…"
"Speak up."
"I…Make me…"
"One more time, I didn't quite catch that."
"I need more. Make me cum…"
"Hmm~ So, you are enjoying this~ But is that anyway to ask for something?"
"What," Zoey breaths desperately.
"Beg for it."
"What," Zoey says more strongly.
"If you want me to make you cum, then I want you to say please and beg for it."
"No way. I won't-"
Zoey's refusal was interrupted as I moved a hand from her hips back to her pussy. Inserting my fingers into her again, she lets out a needy moan.
"Are you sure about that? Seems to me like you really want to cum." I keep thrusting my fingers as I give Zoey an ultimatum. "Either beg or I stop now and we call it a day."
To make my point, I slow the thrusting of my fingers to a near halt.
Zoey struggles with her decision for a moment. But, as my fingers begin to leave her pussy, she struggles to say, "P-Please…Young Master Drogo, I need to you to make me cum. Fuck me!"
I remove my hand from her pussy and pull my cock from her thighs as I step back from her.
"Huh," Zoey intones incredulously. "But I did what you said!"
"I know." I then point to ward the wall. "Hands against the wall."
Understanding, Zoey walked over to the wall and bent over. One hand was pressed against the wall while the other reached between her legs to spread her lower lips.
Walking forward, I grip by slick member and line it up with Zoey's moist folds. My other hand I use to grip her hip. However, I don't immediately thrust into her. Instead, I just brush my member against her entrance.
"W-What are you waiting for," Zoey complains breathily.
"I want you to admit you're just a slut."
"What!? No I'm not!"
"HA! Hey, you're the one who begged me to fuck you. It'd be annoying, but I can walk away right now." To make my point, I stop rubbing my cock against her slobbering mound and begin to pull back.
"N-No, wait," Zoey pleads. Then, begrudgingly, she says, "I-I'm just a dirty slut. I promised myself to Dylan, but after having you force yourself on me, all I've been able to think about is cock. No matter how much I play with myself, it just isn't enough. I practiced with cucumbers, but it just wasn't enough. So, please, fuck my slutty pussy."
Once she says this, I thrust myself into Zoey's depths.
"Oh, fuck yes," Zoey squeals. "That's it! That's what I needed."
The girl doesn't seem to realize how she begins grinding herself against me to entice me to begin fucking her.
But I don't give Zoey what she wants.
My lack of thrusting causes the girl to become impatient as she starts grinding against me more roughly. "What are you waiting for! Fuck me!"
"Not yet," I say as I lean over her and reach for her chest.
"What more do you want," Zoey almost cries.
I bring myself close to her ear and whisper, "If you want me to fuck you, then from now on, you're mine. You and Dennis are done. You'll be where I want you, when I want you; on your knees, your back, or on all fours. I actually have a little business venture I could use your help with. You'll be compensated for your work~."
"You want me to be your whore," Zoey growled indignantly.
"I prefer assistant," I say innocently as I begin adjusting my hips.
My small movements seem to weaken Zoey's resolve as I hear her let out a needy groan.
I grab and begin massaging her breasts as I whisper, "Well?"
"O…Okay…You win…"
Taking that as my que, I stop holding back and begin furiously thrusting my hips. The sudden motion and her own lust causes Zoey to quickly lose herself as she collapses against the wall her face pressed against it.
Every slap of my hips against her bare ass is met with a wet spurt from her pussy.
I can feel my pants begin to grow damp, but I can't be bothered to care right now as I continue to thrust with wild abandon. It isn't long before I feel Zoey's inner walls clamp around my cock like a vice. The both of us are brough to climax and I release my seed within her depths.