The Billionaire’s Kitten

He turned that whip around until the butt of the toy pressed against my labia and started increasing the pressure.

“Oh!” I gasped, turning wide eyes to look at him over my shoulder. Shock filled my gaze, mouth half open. Was he really going to fuck me with the handle of the whip? Oh god, oh god.

But the thing is my cunt wanted it. If anything, it dripped and leaked even harder, welcoming the invasion, nether lips hugging the intruder tight.

“Oh yeah, baby girl,” the big man ground out. “Like I said, you’re getting fucked. You’re fucking wet, but Daddy will provide extra lube, don’t worry.”

And with that, the big man hocked into his palm. This wasn’t some delicate sound, this was an adult male spitting out a giant glob of saliva. And using the lube, he caressed the shaft, getting it glistening and gooey.

“That’s right, this’ll ease the way,” he ground out roughly.

And I screamed then, fucking horny from all this play. Because how often does this happen? I was bent over a toy horse for crying out loud, the butt of the whip pressed against my steaming cunt. I needed it, my pussy sizzled hotly, swollen and desperate. And with a scream, a jerk and a hard shove, it happened. Without waiting for Gray, I threw myself back against the handle and made my pussy start eating. Oh yeah, the hunger was so strong that I couldn’t wait for my man anymore. I couldn’t stand the tease and fucked myself back onto the ten-inch toy.

“Unnnh!” came my scream. “Oh god!”

It was so insane. My puss gripped the leather-covered handle like it was a real dick, milking it, innermost chamber stuffed so full. And Gray was completely still for a moment, dicktip streaming as he watched the nasty sight.

“That’s it,” he ground out. “That’s it, just a little more to get fucked all the way. Come on baby, do it again.”

And with another scream, I pushed my rump backwards hard, this time swallowing the entire toy with my pussy. It was so wrong, so absolutely wrong, the hard leather-covered handle embedded in my cunt, but it felt so fucking amazing too. I was stretched hard, juicing like crazy, and Gray took that opportunity to start fucking me good.

Reaching a hand into my puss, he seized the base of the toy and slowly pulled it out again, dragging against my walls.

“Mmm!” I moaned throatily, head thrown back and eyes closed. My breasts quivered below, smashed against that horse. “Mmm!”

“Oh yeah, little girl,” he grunted. “Eat that fucking whip.”

I mewled again, panting hard as my pussy was impaled. Because Gray was going at it rough now, pushing in and then pulling out, the ride so good. I was just about to scream again when the big man stopped. Oh god, why, why? I needed it so bad, this was pure torture.

Panting, I turned my head.

“Daddy?” I whispered. “Please, please, please keep going.”

Oh god, I was so close, just a few more strokes and all would be good. I’d soar up into the air and explode, body fragmenting into smithereens, wet, wild and hot. But Gray looked at me, blue eyes gleaming.

“Just one more thing,” he rasped harshly. “I know this feels good but now that you’re juiced, Daddy wants to see his prize pony prance around the room.”

Prance? What did he mean? What was he talking about? But the motherfucker smiled knowingly, yanking that stuffed horse out from beneath me.

“Crawl,” he commanded. “Crawl and let Daddy see you flick your little tail.”

I literally goggled at him. Was he fucking crazy? I was supposed to crawl around, stark naked, boobies dangling this way and that? And with this whip hanging out of my cunt?

Gray just chuckled again.

“That’s right baby girl,” he rasped. “That whip is your tail and Daddy wants to see your cunt flick it.”

Suddenly, I realized what was going on. Of course. I was a show pony, prancing around a ring, and the whip stuck in my puss still had the braided leather sticking out. In fact, I could feel the leather trailing down my thigh, cool and soft.

But still, this was so wrong.

“Really Daddy?” I said, eyes wide. “Really?”

Gray didn’t even wait. One big hand descended on my ass cheek, making me squeal even as I jolted forwards.

“Yee haw baby girl,” he ground out. “Start trotting like a good girl.”

And with that, I crawled forwards tentatively, right hand, and then left.

“Really Daddy?” I whispered again, breasts swaying lusciously below my torso. “Really?”

Gray didn’t answer. Instead he whipped out his dick this time, pointing it at my face.

“Walk,” he ground out. “Get those little haunches moving otherwise baby’s getting a dirty cream pie facial.”

My eyes grew wide, but inside my pussy gushed. I love cream pie facials, sperm is the best for keeping your skin smooth and taut. So Daddy wasn’t really threatening me, he was just playing, and I started getting into the swing too.