Radley's Labyrinth for Horny Monsters, Annabelle Hawthorne [smart ebook reader TXT] 📗

if thirty seconds was enough that she was experiencing multiple outcomes. She no longer swore at him, what few words she spat coming in unintelligible bursts. Sometimes she would swing around so that she was facing him, and he discovered her breasts were just as sensitive. Squeeze, slap, or pinch, there was plenty of real estate for him to utilize.

“You fuck,” Sofia told him.

Mike gently pulled on one of her nipples, then spun her around. Careful where his hands went, he pulled her ass toward him, inhaling the salty scent of her swollen labia. “Let’s switch it up.” Mike buried his face in her cheeks, his tongue working circles around her snatch.

Sofia bucked, and the game intensified. He would start nibbling her clit, then switch to fingering her at the last second. He would slap her ass instead of squeezing it. Sofia’s whole body went rigid multiple times, and every time he would completely change his tactics as a result of it. Every spasm brought with it a flood of fluids.

“Let…me…come,” Sofia cried out.

Mike realized she was experiencing orgasms in the future, orgasms that he kept bypassing by changing his behavior to fuck with her. She tensed up again, and he stood, then slapped her ass with the vines hard enough that she yelped.

“Beg for it.”

“I’m not going to beg…fuck!” Sofia stiffened when Mike gave her a push and held out two fingers, waiting for her to swing back and impale herself on his hand. At the last second, he moved his hand away and cracked down on her ass with it hard enough that he left a handprint. He repeated the process, this time with the intention of curling his fingers tightly against her G-spot and pulling hard enough to swing her farther up. Sofia screamed, but this time he stepped out of the way at the last second, watching her writhe and squirm.

“Beg.” He playfully slapped at her breasts with the vine.

“No!” Sofia snarled, so he gave her nipple a playful pinch, and her expression softened.

“Then I might just leave you like this.” Mike stepped back, savoring the look on her face. However, the angry glare she gave him inspired a fantastic idea. “You know, I’ve been doing all the work here. I imagine you just sit around on your lazy ass in that Library all day long.”

“Don’t you dare,” she said.

Mike ignored her and pulled out his cock. He was impressed to see how wide her eye could get at the sight of it. He gave it a couple of gentle pumps, making sure it was nice and hard for her.

Above him, the fairy let out a cheer.

“You know the magic word. If you want to be a quitter, that is.” He stood in front of her, one hand on the back of her head, pulling her close to him. He cracked her lightly on the ass, and she cried out, her hot breath tickling the bottom of his cock. “Here’s the new game. You suck, or I whip.” He smacked her playfully, the vines spreading out just right to hit both ass cheeks. “You suck, or I pinch.” He cupped one of her copious breasts, stroking gently down to her swollen nipple. He pinched it, giving it enough of a tug that she swung forward, his cock pressing against her cheek. “Maybe if you do a good job, I’ll consider getting you off.”

Sofia’s response was to spit at him, which was a mistake. Her saliva landed on the head of his cock, and he gave it a playful stroke, spreading the fluid across his swollen glans.

CRACK!

“Ow, you dirty fucking—ow!” Sofia’s mouth opened wide, and Mike pulled her forward, his rock-hard member popping into her mouth. As Sofia squirmed to fight her way free, Mike pumped himself into her mouth. Her tongue pressed against him, and she shook her head enough that she popped free, swinging away.

“You’re worthless! You’re shit! You’re—fuck!”

Mike grabbed her nipple, halting her swing and pulling her forward again. When he tightened his fingers threateningly around her areola, she opened her mouth and pulled him in.

“Wow!” Cerulea was on her hands and knees, leaning forward so that her face was just above Sofia’s snatch. She was moving one of her arms around, collecting Sofia’s fluids and lapping them up. Her wings fluttered, and she let out a sigh of contentment.

“If you make her come,” Mike warned, “I will wear you on my dick and fuck her in the ass.”

Cerulea’s antenna immediately sprang to attention, and she spun around, a worried look on her face. “I’ll be careful, I promise!”

“You do that,” Mike said. Out of Sofia’s gaze, he winked at Cerulea, who smiled back at him before resuming. Mike could feel the back of Sofia’s throat along the tip of his swollen cock. He grabbed the back of her head, forcing himself farther into her throat. Her eye shot open, fixing him with a lustful, angry glare. Mike smiled—this was what he had been waiting for, that look of contempt and resignation. Sofia sucked him in deeply, then spat him out.

“How dare you,” she hissed, then gasped for air.

Mike cracked her again with the whip, careful to avoid the fairy. Whatever she was doing was causing Sofia to react. Holding the whip in his teeth, he grabbed both of Sofia’s breasts, pushing them together and sliding his dick between them. Sofia moaned, then let out a tiny cry. Mike swatted at Cerulea, who took off momentarily, then settled back into position.

“Beg me to fuck you,” Mike said, his voice muffled by the whip. Gently pumping himself between her breasts, he pinched her nipples.

“You piece of shit, get your hands off me!” Sofia’s face had gone ruddy. “How dare you mmmmff!” Mike had shoved his dick back in her mouth, clamping his hands on the back of her head. She struggled, and he was able to slide himself all the way to the base. He counted to thirty, then pulled out.

“Have anything to say to