Companion 3000

At last Pierce stopped. “Good girl,” he said softly, looking into her eyes. “Did you like that, honey? Did it turn you on?”

“I…I…” Leita’s face was flaming red with embarrassment but her body was throbbing with desire. But Pierce wasn’t done with her.

“Are you wet, baby?” he asked her, still toying gently with her aching nipples. “If I touched your sweet little pussy right now would you be all slippery and hot for me?”

“Goddess!” Leita turned her head, unable to meet his gaze.

“Answer me, baby girl,” Pierce demanded. His voice was soft but he pinched her nipples cruelly, sending a fresh bolt of pleasure-pain to her wet center.

“I…I don’t know.” Leita looked up at him, ashamed at the need she heard in her own voice. She didn’t know if Pierce was torturing her for revenge or simply playing the part of a prospective buyer and it was getting harder and harder to care. All she knew was that her body was on fire for him, that he was acting out one of her most forbidden fantasies whether he knew it or not. But by the heat in his blue eyes he knew—knew exactly what he was doing to her. And he was enjoying doing it.

“Maybe I should find out if you’re wet or not, baby girl,” he said softly, holding her gaze. “Maybe I should see if your hot little pussy is all ready for me to fuck.”

Leita caught her breath at his blunt words, a fresh heat building beneath her skin. Goddess, what he did to her! She gasped as one large, warm hand stroked its way down the trembling flesh of her belly to her spread cunt. She bit her lip in shame for having to endure such humiliation…for having to sit still for such treatment. And yet she knew what Pierce would find when his fingers reached her open sex. She was drenched with her own juices, her pussy was hot and swollen with the need for his touch. He was mastering her as surely as he had their last night together, playing on her deepest fantasies to make her lose all control.

Pierce’s hand reached the apex of her pussy and two long, strong fingers slid down the length of her spread slit, stroking the slippery heated interior of her cunt gently. “That’s right,” he whispered, watching her intently while his calloused fingertips slid over and around the golden ring that framed her clit without ever actually touching the tender bundle of nerves directly. “That’s right, baby girl. Open your sweet little pussy for me. Let me see how wet you are. How much you need to be touched.”

“Goddess!” Leita gasped, squeezing her eyes shut in shame and pleasure, her body taut as a wire. Between her trembling thighs, Pierce continued to explore her heated depths, making her throb with need. His fingers slipped over her swollen folds without ever actually making contact with her throbbing center. Her clit was begging for his touch, inflamed with need and held at attention by the thin gold band that encircled it but still Pierce teased.

“I like this little outfit you have on, Leita,” he whispered in her ear, letting one gentle fingertip trace the ring around her clit. “I like the way your tits are on display— the way your pussy is all spread open for me to see…to touch. Like this.” The fingertip tracing the gold ring around her clit at last made contact, brushing over the tender pink bud so lightly it was barely a touch at all. But that was all it took to push Leita over the edge. What felt like a tremendous electrical shock ran through her entire body as a fierce orgasm crashed over her, making her moan shamelessly out loud.

“Please, oh Goddess…Master—please!”

“That’s right, baby girl—come for me.” Pierce’s deep voice was hoarse with emotion and Leita opened her eyes to see an intense look on his face, centered in his blue eyes. “So beautiful,” he whispered, for her ears alone. “So Goddessdamn beautiful when you come, baby.”

“Please,” she managed to say, her lips so numb she could barely get the words out. “Please, Master. I…I need you.” Her body throbbed and ached and she found herself unable to say anything more coherent. Rather than taking the edge off her desire, the orgasm had only increased it. Her pussy felt empty, almost achingly so and Leita knew she needed to be filled with his thick cock. She no longer cared that they were in the middle of a room full of people—every other person in the room faded into the background when Pierce looked at her like that.

Pierce’s deep blue eyes got dark. “Need you too, baby girl. But right now we have to get outta here.” He stood up and threw the bag of platinum pieces to the bored attendant.