F is for by L Dubois

Author:L Dubois [Dubois, L]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Farm Boy Press
Published: 2017-09-15T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

Katrina lay back and spread her legs. Dante grabbed her knees and pulled her forward, until her ass was halfway off the table. She grabbed the sides of the table to keep herself from sliding off.

He wasn’t going to let that happen. He had plans for her pretty legs.

He pushed her knees up, until they were folded against her chest. That kept most of her body weight on the table and let him walk away to grab something. There were a few more people in the dining room now—everywhere he looked there were pretty naked men and women submitting. One was getting a spanking, another was under the table sucking her Dom’s cock.

He grabbed some jute rope out of a supply cupboard and jogged back to their table. She’d wrapped her hands around her knees, holding them in place and keeping her legs open. He had a lovely view of that pussy.

Dante stepped up onto a chair, sliding one end of the rope through a hook that dangled from the ceiling. He tied it to the back of a chair with a simple slip knot.

He tapped her right ankle and she released that knee, extending her leg and holding it still, in a partial leg-lift pose that demonstrated an impressive amount of strength. He tied a four-loop rope cuff. A little more elaborate than what he’d used before, and once he was done, he undid the slip knot and started drawing up the slack, lifting her leg and foot toward the ceiling.

When her ankle was secured, her leg a slender column of vulnerable, lovely flesh, he decided it was his turn to indulge.

With a not-surprising lack of modesty, he shucked his pants. Katrina lifted her head, straining to get a look.

Maybe she’d enjoy a close up. He was happy to oblige.

Dante stepped around the table, so he was at the side closest to her head.

Katrina’s eyes seemed to devour his cock. He hooked his hands in her armpits and dragged her until her head was half off the table. He checked her position and then grabbed a towel, folded it into a pad and put it between her skull and the edge of the table.

Katrina knew what he wanted. The sexy, sassy sub grabbed his cock with both hands, pulling him towards her mouth. He went more than willingly.

She turned her head to the side and then tipped it back. Her mouth opened and her tongue darted out, licking the fat, hot head of his cock.

Damn that felt good.

Another little tug, then the head of his cock was inside the warm heat of her mouth. It felt wonderfully odd—her tongue on the top instead of bottom of his cock, her upper teeth a hard pressure on the sensitive underside.

Dante grimaced. He might not last long.

That begged the question—come in her mouth and not fuck her, or cut the blow job short, and still fuck her.

Or…

Come in her mouth, then play with her pussy, maybe fuck her with a dildo, until his cock was ready for round two.

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