[Your bitch]
About an hour had past and Niall had been wrecked by the two girls. He was spanked. Ridden. Blown off. Received love bites and endured intense mouth on mouth action.
Now it was just you and him in the room. He was tired. He was used and you knew he would break soon.
Walking over to him on the chair, he breathed heavily staring weakly at your closing in figure.
"Niall." You muttered running a hand through his hair. He tried to pull away, but found he was to weak. Your other hand ran around his neck before brushing your lips over his ear. "You can tell me. It's ok to tell me what you've been holding back so long."
He grunted wearily shaking his head as you sighed pulling away. Taking his raw wrists, you cut through the rope with your knife attached to your belt before unlocking his cuffs with a close key also on your belt.
He slumps sideways but you catch him and haul him up. Dragging him to the large designated bed in the room, you push him on it and took the rope around his ankles before cutting them.
Niall lay defenceless underneath you as you crawled over him so you were in a hovering position.
Pecking his cheek, you trailed light kisses down to his jaw and neck. Avoiding the bruised love bites, you came to his collarbone and looked up at him.
His eyes fluttered closed as you pulled a condom from the back of your pants. You sat Niall up and held the back of his neck. He stared weakly with trembling lips and silent whimpers as you ripped the condom packet open with your teeth.
"You're going to be a good boy." You mumbled softly. Knowing that your gentleness will be the last straw to win him over. Putting your forehead on his, you looked down rolling it over his used and abused dick.
He sudden let out a small cry from nowhere making you look up at him again. "P-please..." He pathetically started. "Sto-op." He choked out, completely broken from the abuse he has endure for almost a week now.
You stood up and pulled your pants down before slipping off your panties.
"Just tell me Niall and it'll be all over." Sitting on his lap, you pushed him on his back before breathing on his face. Silent tears cascaded down his cheeks as you positioned and slid easily down on his limp figure.
Cupping his face, you began bouncing onto the soft dick. It was hard -not his dick- since no arousal meant making this a lot more harder for you.
"Harden for me Niall." You muttered clenching around him. He grunted staring up at you as you eventually felt success at his arousal.
Becoming hard, you bounced faster and sat up on him. His body began to shake violently as you yanked him up to wrap your arms around his neck. He cried into your shoulder quietly as you ran a hand through his hair.
His body and emotional state were in pain and he was on the verge of giving in. You pounded your bounces and felt his body go limp against yours. He twitched and lightly panted as you muttered for him to tell you against his ear.
"T-they..." He choked out as you slowed your bounces to slow grinds.
"What? They what Niall?" His lips quivered against your neck as you awaited for him to continue.
"Ambu-ush... t-tonight." He finally gave in as you narrowed your eyes and laid on his chest.
"Good boy." You pecked his lips and quickly reached your pants before holding the now cold object pointed to Niall's forehead. "You can rest now."
He sighed in relief as you frowned clicking the object.
"Thank you."
You muttered before pulling the trigger.
IT'S NOT REAL!!! EVEN I HAD TROUBLE WRITING THE ENDING!!!
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