**** READ 'ON THE ROCKS' BEFORE 'WITH A TWIST'****
She gave up everything for the freedom of others.
She is their everything.
Need I say more?
Started: 26/5/24
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I unload my gun, before snapping it back into place.
Stalking over to Hazel, I run the cold metal down her chest, circling her nipples until they are hard from the icy touch.
Watching her writhe in pleasure as I circle her clit with my hand makes my cock strain against my slacks.
"Do you trust me, principessa?" I ask her.
She nods her head, biting her lip.
"I need you to say it," I command her, my voice turning more dominant.
"I trust you, daddy," she answers, her voice heavy with lust.
"Good," I walk around to the side of her bed and sit next to her head.
"Hold this, baby," I place my gun in her hand.
She freezes as she feels it, realising what it is.
"Do you still trust me?" I stroke her hair.
"I do," she says after a long pause.
"Good girl," I lean down and kiss her forehead before taking the gun from her.
Walking around to the end of the bed, I settle between her legs and brush the barrel of the gun against her clit. Her breath catches in her throat as I circle it softly against her sensitive spot, eliciting a moan from her.
"Do you like this, spitfire?" Dawson whispers in her ear. She nods her head, too busy moaning to reply.
Taking the gun away from her clit, I use the wetness gathered in her slit to lube it up before slowly pushing it inside her.
She gasps, a strangled moan escaping her as I start to fuck her with the barrel of my gun.
Andros moves towards us and rubs her clit, sending her into a spiral.
I nod to Dawson who tilts her head towards him before kissing her deeply.
The three of us work her until she is wriggling with the need to come.
Once she is on the precipice, we all withdraw. She lets out a whine as her hands fly to her blindfold to pull it off.
"Take it off and I'll make sure you don't come for a week," Dawson chastises her. I watch with a smug grin as she reluctantly moves her hands back down to her sides.
Stepping aside, I let Andros take my place.
He slides inside of her, lifting her leg onto his shoulder as he pounds into her. With each thrust, she shifts up the bed slightly.
He lifts the other leg onto his shoulder, keeping hold of her thighs as he fucks her senseless. She cries out, her legs quivering as she holds off her orgasm.
"Lift her up," I whisper into Andros' ear.
He nods his head, pulling Hazel into his arms before standing up. He keeps her pressed against his chest, continuing to fuck her as he stands in the middle of the room.
