The Markham Hall Collection by Sierra Simone

The Markham Hall Collection by Sierra Simone

Author:Sierra Simone [Simone, Sierra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: No Bird Press
Published: 2024-02-06T00:00:00+00:00


IVY

“Do you feel that, wildcat? You have a peer of the realm touching you right now. He’s going to make you come with the same hand that has written to princes and kings. He’s going to fuck your hole with his fingers, and everybody is going to watch him do it.”

Mr. Markham’s voice was low in my ear, and his words were like a stimulant to my already over-stimulated body. There were mouths on my breasts, on my fingers and stomach, and then the hand that was on my pussy. It was the hottest, wickedest hand I’d ever felt, because it carried none of the tenderness or regard that always resonated in Julian’s touch. It was selfish and demanding and I knew without a doubt that I was being touched only because it pleased this person to do so, not because he particularly cared about pleasing me.

And it was relentless; the pleasure it brought with it was sharp and sudden and almost uncomfortable. I tried to move away, but the bindings on my hands and feet made it impossible. The fingers slid in and then slid back out, the palm grinding against my clit as they did, in and out, in and out, over and over again until there was nothing but slickness and fire between my legs.

I could feel it building and building, and I began not to care how I looked or what I sounded like or what the people around me thought. I was caught up in the tide of pleasure, that peculiar release that only comes with surging past the waterline of humiliation. I was now shamelessly trying to grind my pussy into the man’s hand, trying to arch my back to get even closer to the mouths on my breasts.

“That’s it,” Julian said. “Let them make you come. Let them see how sweet that body looks when it’s coming.”

“I’m—I’m going to,” I managed, feeling the muscles in the soles of my feet cramp as my body twined tighter and tighter. “I’m going to come, oh God⁠—”

And then I did, surging against my bonds as my core collapsed and exploded outward, mercilessly provoked by those demanding fingers between my legs, provoked into coming harder and longer and more fiercely than I thought my body could stand. And the people around me kept going, drawing still more waves and tremors from me, until finally I stopped struggling, unable to do anything but lay back and feel.

“Good girl,” said Mr. Markham. “Very good.”

And indeed, my pussy was given a rewarding stroke, much in the way one would affectionately caress a well-behaved animal.

“Now, another one.”

“No,” I said, trying pointlessly to roll away. “I can’t, I can’t⁠—”

“I told you that we would get that cunt ready for me. Now because I’m nice, I’ll make sure they use their mouths and not their hands. I can’t have you too sore to come on my cock later.”

Someone was climbing onto the table with me. “But⁠—”

I stopped as I felt a warm mouth seal over my clitoris.



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