House Rules by Alice C. B

Author:Alice, C. B.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-06-01T00:00:00+00:00

Eight

I slip the blindfold over Baylee's eyes the moment she walks into the room, twelve minutes late in leggings and that same sugar skull hoodie from yesterday. I was clear in the invite I sent her that she be in the parlor at eight p.m. sharp, but I fully expected this from her and took the opportunity to lay everything out exactly as I wanted it while I waited.

I want to take my time undressing her. I want to savor her warm, bronze skin, sun-kissed to a copper from her day at the beach. I want to run my tongue over every inch of her, to take advantage of the privacy and the good lighting to thoroughly appreciate her body the way I don’t often get to because of my usual arrangement with Luke.

But then she starts bitching the second I’ve blindfolded her, and it’s all I can do to hold back from tearing the hood off her shirt and stuffing it into her mouth.

Jeremy is the first to walk in, and he's greeted with the sight of Baylee naked on my lap, her knees splayed over mine, her pussy stretched over my cock. She's currently chewing on a handkerchief loosely tied behind her head, which doesn’t entirely shut her up but is easier to pull down than fight a ball gag if anyone wants her mouth.

They do. Her throat was everyone's favorite hole yesterday.

Next to us is a table with a mannequin kitted out with some of my favorite gear. It's a game for the men, like pin the tail on the donkey. Torture for Baylee as she’ll be the one getting pinned, but a game for the men.

She's already getting squirmy, definitely not a fan of how I'm motionless beneath her, but I'm planning to be in her pussy long enough my dick wrinkles like fingertips in the bathtub. I need as little stimulation as possible.

Jeremy is contemplative as he removes his clothes. Baylee pretends that she's calm and unaffected by the sounds, but she's on my lap. Her every tic, I feel. She's nervous.

That's good. I want her nervous. I know that whore side of her is going to enjoy this immensely, so I need to know the other side is too terrified to cop an attitude.

Jeremy nods to himself, making his decision, plucking a clip off the mannequin. He plays with the little bit of metal and cloth, flicking his nail over the grip as he approaches. Click, click, click.

Baylee flinches at each one.

Good.

Jeremy and I exchange a look. I catch a gleam in his eyes that tells me he's into this. I'm not, not really. Not usually. I like it rough, but head games aren't my thing.

He smacks her tit hard enough even I suck in a breath. Her pussy tightens up for only a second, but my eyes cross and I have to clench my ass to keep my balls from getting too excited.

She whines, and I hear that tone, that bratty fucking tone, right through the bandana.

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