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The Collector's Whore	By : BringtheHawt Category: +A through F > Bioshock Views: 21243 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Spoiler: Anna has sex with multiple men this chapter including Noah, Karl and Piero.   If you want to catch what they look like, you can check out their profiles at this link:
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At the conclusion of the first exchange, Reed gave Anna his business card with a specific set of instructions. The phone number on it belonged to his answering service. If she called during the business day and provided the answering service her name and number, he was usually able to return calls within an hour.
It failed to surprise Noah that only three weeks later, Booker DeWitt’s daughter called his phone service.
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It was the eve of Anna’s second payment – twenty-six days after the first.
The young female resolutely rejected the collector’s taunting offer to bring wine to their exchange, and the tall man did not waste time asking her disingenuous questions. Anna felt anxious as she walked into the hotel room … and it was at this point she realized the alcohol and introductory dialogue in their first meeting had been employed to make her comfortable. There were moments during the onset of their initial union when she deceived herself into believing she was in the hands of a generous soul, a man that was granting a frightened female a chance to protect her father, but after he revealed his darker characteristics … she could only see him as an opportunistic predator.
Anna stood shyly in the center of the room and watched him. He casually stripped off his tie, hat and suitjacket, hung them on top of the coat rack beside the door, then rolled up the sleeves of his dress-shirt.
The teenage beauty found her eyes drawn to his forearms. She hadn’t forgotten his body; anticipation arose within her.
Without words, the collector travelled to the corner of the room, to a large armchair with a small table beside it. He set his medicine bag on the table and removed a pack of matches and a large candle with multiple wicks from it. He lit each of the candlewicks then removed a paintbrush from his bag.
The presence of the paintbrush aroused Anna’s suspicion. And when the collector sat upon the armchair and beckoned her without even bothering to turn off the room’s lamplight, she realized the candle was not present to provide a sensual glow for their carnal exchanges.
Still, Anna obeyed the unspoken command and began to slowly walk toward him, then stopped directly before him when he lifted a palm.
She felt those gray-eyes venture across the contours of her body … Was he thinking about her flesh? Was he scrutinizing the cheap fabric of her apricot-colored dress?
Reed smiled slightly, tapped on the right wooden arm of his chair twice, then spoke: “Undress yourself.”
Anna breathed as her heart quickened. Her fingers curled. The collector was requesting a … performance. Couldn’t he just … undress her, claim her and be done with it?
“Stockings first,” Noah insisted once he noticed the discomfort on the pretty female’s face.
Anna instantly started lifting her own skirt and then began quickly tugging off her stockings …
Reed cocked his head to the side as he observed the little blue-eyed beauty, smirking. She was acting like a girl. Without a doubt, there was a charm to claiming a sweet, innocent beauty … but purity had a fleeting allure. In the case of Anna, the delicious little fox could force men to drink from her palm like desperate hounds if she possessed a personality that mirrored her absurdly sinful body, and that personality was in there, he has seen glimpses of it, it simply needed to be coaxed out of her.
“There’s no cause to rush, Anna,” Noah admonished as he watched the gorgeous girl roll her stockings down to her ankles, “we have all night.”
The teenager’s movements slowed as she removed her stockings. Yes, the collector would have her all night -- as often as he desired. This fact frustrated and aroused her simultaneously.
“May I?” Reed asked casually as he extended a gloved palm toward her.
Anna froze, bemused.
“The stockings,” the blonde man clarified, “I intend to fasten them about your wrists.”
A small heat developed between the brunette’s thighs. She placed the stockings in his hand – he immediately set them upon on the arm of his chair.
“Continue,” Noah bade.
Anna continued to undress. As instructed, she performed the deed slowly. Her eyes were focused on the collector’s knees as she timidly peeled off her dress … revealing her pert, pink-nippled breasts, her slim abdomen … those pale thighs and a hint of that enticing pussy that hid between them.
Noah’s smile lingered. She was a beautiful damn thing, and looking at her petite, pretty body reminded him of its absurdity. He’s had difficulty fitting himself inside seasoned whores without bumping into deep regions that simply hurt his partners; how could an inexperienced female this small accept him in his entirety … ? It was that lewd body of hers. Eager and responsive. Accommodating and alluring. Perfect.
Uncomfortable with the collector’s silence, Anna became restless. She bashfully wrapped her arms across her own chest, still staring at the tall man’s knees.
“Eyes to my own, Anna,” Reed instructed with a tone that was neither gentle nor mean.
Quiet blue confronted sharp gray. Anna wondered if the man’s eyes could slice through flesh.
“Mm,” Noah huffed as he returned to examining her – this time focusing on her posture.
Anna bit lightly on her own tongue, feeling self-conscious. She was starting to truly wish he’d just start touching her already.
“Can we just -- ” Anna began before the collector interrupted her.
“Back straight,” he instructed.
She obeyed.
“Arms at your side.”
She obeyed, and these slight changes formed a pose far more flattering for her perky breasts. Inadvertently, however, those cerulean eyes drooped toward the collector’s knees once more.
Noah’s smirk deepened. He tapped the arm of his chair once more, then asked: “do you know what men think when they look at you, little one?”
Anna once more focused her sight on the collector as she waited silently for his answer.
“I assure you, it’s not ‘what a demure maiden. I pray my advances make her uncomfortable and she forever avoids my eyes.’ “
Anna’s lips pursed as frustration welled within her.
“You’re a … cruel man,” she insisted, once more wrapping her arms across her breasts, “having me expose myself before subjecting me to your … ridicule. Of course I’d be uncomfortable in your -- ”
Progress … Noah recognized. After forcefully removing his own smirk, Reed abruptly leaned forward, snagging Anna’s wrist and dragging the petite beauty into his lap. The act startled the young female, but she made no effort to resist as he gripped her hips and repositioned her … A moment later, they were back-to-chest, with the collector wrapping a muscular arm around her waist.
“Let me tell you what men think when they see you … All men,” the collector murmured in her ear as a gloved hand slid along her hip then across her slender stomach, “every man that greets you with a tip of his hat, every stranger that passes you on the street, every lad that has caught a glimpse of you. We’re a predictable bunch. We all have the same filthy thoughts … ”
Anna felt pleasured heat swell within her body. She felt his breath on her shoulder; she felt leather-cladded fingers slowly venture toward her left breast.
“They imagine the flesh beneath your dress. They wonder how soft your skin is. They wonder … ,” and that’s when the muscular man’s hand slid over her breast, giving the flesh a firm squeeze and a tug, “if your breast fits within their palm.”
The young beauty sighed softly. She remained still as the man’s fingers moved to toy with her nipple. He squeezed it, released, squeezed, released … then rolled it between his fingers before giving it a firm tug. Afterward, that taunting hand continued its quest upward … toward that pretty face.
“They imagine connecting with these tempting lips, of course,” Noah continued as his fingertips tapped lightly upon those pale pink lips while his opposite hand moved to firmly massage her inner thigh, “they wonder what exactly they’d have to do to this fantastic little body of yours to summon moans from you.”
Anna parted her lips ever-so-slightly … then shivered when leather slid gently across them. She was getting so truly aroused, by the man’s words, by his touch …
“Mr. Reed … “
But suddenly the hand that was on her thigh moved to her desperate cunny, and two gloved fingers slowly, lightly traced across her entrance.
“Ah,” Anna sighed. The gentle touch made that sensitive pussy clench instinctively. Her hands had planted themselves on the sides of the man’s powerful thighs, giving him free-reign over her body. Her fingers curled; those nails dug into his pants.
“The feel of you … they think on that more than anything else. How tight is she, they wonder … What makes her drip?”
One of those fingers began gently rubbing against her clit before he continued: “I was fortunate; my little harlot sold her secrets to me the very day we met. I was not forced to simply imagine the thrill of claiming you … I’ve been permitted to enjoy you. Repeatedly, at that.“
Noah smirked when Anna shifted in his lap, attempting to hump her pussy against his teasing fingers. It took hardly any effort to stir the vulgar vixen’s desire.
The scenario reminded Anna of the beginning of their first session. She was exposed entirely as she was pawed and played with, and he was fully-dressed and content with teasing her body. And while she could appreciate that he didn’t simply want to put his cock in her as soon as possible, fuck her a few times and send her home … she wanted him. She wanted to feel him. She wanted him stretching whichever place he desired, she wanted him to stir her insides in that way he promised her no other man could.
Anna leaned as far back as possible as she could, so her back laid entirely against that muscular chest, and turned her neck so she could gaze up at the handsome collector’s face.
“I know you’re … “ Anna whispered, “you’re going to make me hate myself for saying this, but, I want you … “
Reed smirked at her, patted one of her milk-white thighs playfully. He had been developing a decent swell as he groped at the pretty female trapped in his arms, but those words forced a pulse to surge through his prick.
Noah grabbed Anna’s hips and slid the female further down his lap. Then he grabbed the stockings he had set aside …
“Hands behind your back, little one.”
“I, I want to – “
“ – Now.”
Within moments, the frustrated brunette’s hands were tied together. Her cheap stockings turned out to be surprisingly secure when roped about her tiny wrists repeatedly.
“This lewd body of yours requires some instruction, Anna,” Noah revealed.
Anna didn’t like the sound of that. She did like the sound of the collector’s pants being unzipped.
“Is this what you want?” Reed asked casually after freeing his sizeable erection. He rubbed his quickly-expanding pricktip against the curve of Anna’s rump.
“ … Yes,“ she answered as she felt that warm flesh slide across her skin.
Noah used a single hand to force her abdomen to lean forward, permitting him greater access to her nether region. He teasingly poked his dickhead against the hole of her rump, testing to see whether she’d verbalize a complaint or approval. She did neither, but her hole twitched and her wrists flexed within their bindings. This just served as further inspiration for that smirk on his face. Her attitude seemed to be: ‘Take whatever you want from me, just stop teasing me …. ‘
But he wouldn’t dare try to fit in such a snug, unaccommodating place without lubricant. It simply wasn’t an option for a man his size … at least, not an option for men his size who actually wanted to pleasure their partners. He shifted so the length of his shaft pressed against Anna’s pussylips. It seemed her lustful words weren’t simply for show: she was moist -- undeniably aroused.
Noah released an amused snort before asking: “have you slept with anyone since our first exchange?”
Anna was having trouble thinking with that hefty cock sliding across the entrance of her cunt. The truth was she had slept with a young man since their previous encounter, but she wasn’t sure if she wanted to admit to this. Don’t men prefer to think women reserve themselves for them?
“I have,” Noah admitted with an odd smile as he further hardened from the thought of spearing the pretty body that hovered over his prick, “there’s more than five million people in this city, and I never have to search long for a pretty whore or a salacious woman willing to lie on her back for me.   Yet, these past three weeks … my thoughts constantly traveled to Lorimer street, where Booker DeWitt’s wanton little daughter sleeps at night.”
Anna felt a large hand slide beneath her thigh and pull her upward. She leaned back against the collector’s broad chest, and the fingers of her bound hands gripped onto the fabric of the man’s dress-shirt. She felt that cock once more pressing against her cunny, though this time the tip was pointed toward the depths of her womanhood. She sighed. She heard his voice in her ear, though she was having an incredibly difficult time focusing upon it.
“Did you think of me, Anna?” the Negotiator asked arrogantly as he began prodding into that primed pussy.
The petite female moaned loudly as her body was slowly speared by that plump cockhead. It was splitting her. That cunt, which had been pulsing eagerly mere seconds ago, spasmed and clenched, futilely attempting to deny the massive intruder.
“Ohh … Y-you’re – “
“Surely you haven’t forgotten my size. Did you not think of this ‘demon body’ while we were apart … ?” Noah asked teasingly as his body shifted, hands gripping onto the slender female’s hips so he could continue lazily pressing deeper into that cramped hole. Reed continued to sliding up into the gorgeous nymph’s shuddering body … only stopping when their positions wouldn’t allow any further advancement into that tight little snatch.
The collector sighed appreciatively as Anna’s body squeezed his shaft emphatically. Physically-speaking there was nothing more wonderful than the slick grip of a warm cunt.
“It’s too, it’s too … “ Anna moaned out, shuddering, “It’s inside my … --“
“ –Three short weeks and you’ve tightened right back up,” Reed murmured in the trembling female’s ear, giving those hips a taunting squeeze, “we may have to make our exchanges more frequently if we want to keep you properly stretched for me.”
The speared female remained still. She was too focused on the intense throb of her entirely bloated cunt to realize that one of the Noah’s hands had left her hip to retrieve the paintbrush from the small table beside their chair. Reed dipped the tip into the top of the multiwicked candle.
Those enchanting eyes widened when the paintbrush was set before her eyes – covered in hot, liquefied wax.
“Blow,” the collector instructed.
Anna sucked in a deep breath of air. It was difficult to think – she was still adjusting to the intense stretching of her pussy.
“Why … why are you – “
“—Do you know the temperature required to melt wax, little Anna?” Noah asked with a sly smile, tauntingly rolling the paintbrush between his fingers as he held it before her eyes, “blow. This may sting if you don’t … may even scar.”
The anxious brunette sucked in a deep breath of air, and blew mightily at the wax-coated tip of the paintbrush. Then she sucked in a quick breath and blew once more.
Noah chuckled. Anna had blown half the wax off the candle, and whatever wax survived was probably lukewarm at this point. Perhaps the mention of potential scarring was a little too much. He brought the paintbrush to the nervous beauty’s breast.
A quick stroke across her titflesh-- a mere inch from Anna’s nipple--caused the female to gasp. The wax was warm, a stark contrast from the cool air of the room, but surprisingly pleasant. Incredibly enflamed and needy, the young female shifted her hips so she could force that large dick to rub along the internal walls, but she was barely permitted to move at all … The collector’s hand kept her hip still.
The blonde man, wearing that odd smile, once more dipped the paintbrush into that heated wax.
“I have a theory, Miss DeWitt,” Reed admitted as he brought the brushtip before the heated female’s lips, “blow gently. Once.”
The brunette blew once: gently, but with all the air she could hold in her lungs. When the heated wax was applied to the opposite side of her nipple, she released a sharp, short moan as her body spasmed. This time it stung, and that, for reasons she did not understand, forced a sensual pulse to run through her cunny. Those pink nipples were hard, there was a distracting, delicious tingle in the tips of her breasts …
Noah’s body tensed as the gorgeous little vixen moved in his lap, as her pussy instinctively clamped his cock.
“Mr. Reed … “ Anna called out softly after the spasm passed through her, “I want to move … I want you to move.”
Reed ignored her words and reapplied a fresh coat of heated wax to the paintbrush. He set it before her mouth, but this time he did not give her any instructions.
Anna, helplessly heated and frustrated, stared at the brush, then blew softly upon it --more softly than she had previously.
A devilish smirk emerged on Noah’s face. The wax he was about to apply to Anna’s body would be quite hot, and that was because she chose to blow quite minimally upon it. He planted a deep chuckle in the small female’s ear before whispering: “I do not believe you to be the sort that enjoys being outright abused … but you certainly have a few masochistic tendencies, don’t you, miss DeWitt?”
With a quick stroke of the brush, that hot wax was applied to the bound brunette’s nipple.
For a second Anna thought the tip of her breast was on fire. A shocked groan escaped her lips, then that sizzling pain turned into an intense tingling warmth that spread through her breast and rolled through her entire body. She bucked and twisted on the collector’s prick.
“Oh, Mr. Reed, I want to move!” she murmured as she tenaciously squirmed free from his single-handed hold. Her body felt hot. That familiar, delectable throb was beginning to emerge in her thoroughly-stuffed cunt, and she was becoming desperate for release. She wanted her wrists free. She wanted the man to toss her onto the hotel bed and jam himself inside her pulsing snatch repeatedly.
Noah, breathing evenly, felt several muscles in his body tighten simultaneously as the delectable little fox squirmed on his swollen shaft. He took a moment to enjoy the sight of Anna awkwardly trying to fuck herself on his prick – but in their positions and without the use of her hands, she was barely managing to move an inch of him in and out of her wet pussy.
The collector chuckled. Was she close to cumming? Such a naughty little pixie – if Reed believed in human trafficking he would gladly purchase the girl from her father.
Reed planted his left hand firmly on her thigh then wrapped his right arm around her twisting abdomen. “Be still.”
“Please, Mr. Reed,” Anna gasped out, still wiggling, “I want you to move. I want you to – “
“ –I cannot oblige you. This would be a poor lesson on self-control if I gave in to my urge to ravage you so quickly.”
“No, please Mr. Reed, I – “
But the man’s constricting embrace tightened even further. She was entirely surrounded by the collector – his chest against her back, his head above her shoulder, his muscular arm wrapped around her upper chest, his gloved hand above her twitching thigh, his lap beneath her, his cock splitting her wide open … it was difficult to breathe. Was he trying to smother her? She whimpered, but stopped attempting to move. That engorged pussy continued to throb.
When his captive stilled, Noah’s grip on that delicious body eased. He twirled the paintbrush within his hand and pressed the handle of it against the frustrated brunette’s jaw, guiding her face toward his own.
Reed spent a moment observing the attractive brunette’s helpless, hopeful expression.
Truly beautiful.
His eyes focused on her lips as he watched the word ‘please’ softly escape them …
A pulse moved through his prick. He had to remind himself why wasn’t actively fucking the warm, tight passage he was currently lodged within.
“Resisting you is proving to be quite a challenge,” Noah admitted with a slight smirk as he tapped the paintbrush handle against the lovely female’s jaw. He then twirled the paintbrush once more and moved to press the brushtip into the heated wax.
“Last one,” Reed announced, before his free hand moved toward that stuffed pussy. His fingers pressed into her skin, stretching out the flesh around her pink clit.
Anna’s eyes widened. That wax-covered brushtip was brought before her eyes once more, and she fully understood he intended to place the wax on the most sensitive surface of her body …
“Choose carefully,” Noah warned simply, leaning further over her shoulder so he could observe her expression. He was truly curious over whether Anna would opt to leave the wax hot or blow on it until it was lukewarm.
Anna became quiet. It felt like the collector was toying with her, and she both loathed and adored the game. She stared wistfully at the brushtip. Did she want it to hurt? Maybe just a … small amount … but …
Before Anna could make her decision, a knock on the hotel door startled her.
“Ah. Lamentable timing,” Reed declared, setting aside the paintbrush before loudly calling out: “Come in.”
Anna, quite horrified, bent her knees and folded her legs in a desperate attempt to conceal both her body and the carnal union of her and the collector’s genitals just as three men walked into the room.
She managed to squeak out an incomplete protest before the collector suddenly lifted her body, carried her with his arms beneath her knees and back as though she were his bride, then quite abruptly dropped the wrist-bound female onto the hotel bed.
The extent of Anna’s arousal quelled during the embarrassing twist of her situation. She was still staring at the intruders, visibly distressed, as she tried to use her legs to conceal her private parts from them. Though no sounds escaped her mouth, her mind was shrieking. He’s going to let them use me. He invited them here so they could use me …
“Damn, sir,” the first man spoke, adopting a faint grin, “you said she was beautiful but I didn’t think she’d be this beautiful … “
Noah pulled a handkerchief from his pants’ pocket and wiped Anna’s juices off of his prick. One of the men, the oldest of the three, couldn’t avoid looking at the collector’s undeniably huge erection: “Christ, Reed. Is she even going to be able to feel our cocks?”
“She has a fantastic body,” Noah responded as he situated his hardened dick back into the confines of his pants, “you won’t be disappointed.”
Anna, finally able to reclaim some of her wits, launched a hateful look toward the collector.   Noah, undaunted, both smirked and winked at the bitter female.
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Anna protested, of course. This was a humiliating, deplorable twist to her situation, after all.
“They're my employees, and they're aware of your rules. They will not harm you, they will not attempt to impregnate you, they will stop if you tell them to. I promise you: not a single one of them would risk upsetting me.”
Anna still dared to hesitate after the collector’s calm explanation, which prompted a subtle threat.
"Let me present the only alternative: I shall generously pay you two hours' worth of proper wages for your time and return you home."
This response forced a bitter frown from the pretty brunette. She knew what he truly meant: their deal would be off. She'd no longer be permitted to make payments with her body. Her struggling father would be on his own.
So she agreed to let the three men claim her.
It turned out each man had his own unique flavor.
She was currently kissing the youngest of the three: Piero. By her guess, he was only a couple years older than her. He was also quite handsome – with a prevalent boyish charm that the stubble on his face failed to conceal. Dark hair, brown eyes, tanned skin … everything about him seemed warm and friendly. He was the first of the three to approach her, and he had murmured compliments in her ear as he chivalrously removed the stockings from her wrist. Then he told her she was beautiful and, with an incredibly charming smile, asked for a kiss. She acquiesced, and it turned out to be a really, really nice kiss. He nipped her lip gently, caressed her lips with his own, teased her mouth with an occasional jab of his tongue …
Piero was her favorite. She had only two complaints regarding Piero. The first was she lamented that they had met under such … bizarre circumstances. The second was that he lacked the collector’s muscular, statuesque body.   But Piero was certainly nicer than the collector … and at least he was large enough to make her feel like a woman when they embraced, and he was definitely an incredible kisser.
The middle-aged man, Karl, was sort of odd-looking. He had truly bold features: a thick, wide jaw … a prominent nose … it looked like he was carved from stone by an amateur sculptor. Personality-wise he was difficult for Anna to read. He didn’t say much. At times he appeared completely apathetic to the situation and seemed to be functioning on some sort of mechanical rhythm, at other times he seemed uncomfortable … perhaps even more uncomfortable than she was. It made her wonder how often he enjoyed the company of women.
Karl’s best quality was his body. It wasn’t perfect – he actually had a bit of a gut – but he was larger than the two other guests and had attractive, strong-looking arms. It was when Anna’s eyes had fallen upon them that she realized being with the collector had given her a taste for larger men.
Right now, Karl was seated on the bed directly behind her … reaching around to paw at her pale breasts as she kissed Piero. Did he just whisper something in her ear? She couldn’t be sure.
The last man, the oldest, was called ‘Abe.’ He was, by far, her least favorite. The grey-haired man smelled unclean and was not particularly attractive or muscular. He also possessed a pot-belly and an exceptionally rude mouth. The vulgar man’s first words to her had been: “dizzy little slut. Maybe we should all start by cumming on that face of yours.” She couldn’t figure out why the man had been invited … perhaps to further emphasize the disgrace of the situation.
The collector still lurked within the room. He was apparently not interested in personally partaking in this group exchange – he simply intended to enjoy the show. He once more sat in that large armchair in the corner, with a faintly amused expression on his face. The blonde man had lit a cigarette, and Anna couldn’t help but think he looked like sin itself as she watched wisps of smoke crawl out of his devilish smirk and curl within the air. Sin, danger and power. No other man in the room rivaled his strength, no other man in the room possessed his magnetic allure. A part of her wanted to crawl over to the delicious man, free that ample erection from his pants and lick his flesh until he felt obligated to join the imminent orgy … the other part of her wanted to march over to the bastard and smack him for offering her to multiple men without a proper warning.
Later in the evening, Anna would subconsciously launch a lustful look in the collector’s direction, which would cause him to smirk and tease her: “what’s the matter, little miss DeWitt? Three men cannot satiate you?”
The comment would force her to blush furiously.
Yet the beginning of the event involved Piero’s kiss and Karl groping her breasts and licking the back of her shoulder. Anna’s anticipation heightened when she realized Piero was unzipping his pants. Their lips finally parted and the man flashed her another irresistible smile. Then he laid flat on the bed before gently pulling Anna onto his thighs and, subsequently, out of Karl’s hands.
The attractive brunette, suddenly feeling a bit excited over the situation, planted her feet and moved her cunny just above that eager cock. She lowered herself onto Piero’s moderate-sized prick, moaning softly.
“Christ, sweetheart,” Piero murmured, taking a moment to enjoy that incredibly warm snatch hugging his swollen dick, “you feel perfect.”
Anna shuddered. She had every intention to start rolling her hips and impaling herself on that prick, but Piero had no intention of being a lazy lover. He gripped her rump, bent his knees and started shoving his length up into that cunt with several quick jabs.   The earlier teasing from the collector had made her pussy quite slick, and Piero’s repetitive, energetic thrusts quickly summoned that astonishing throb in her snatch. Their lustful union lacked the incredible but debilitating engorgement she experienced with Reed, and she appreciated that.
The scenario provided an excellent image for the other three men in the room to enjoy: Anna’s breasts jiggling and swaying as she bounced on top of a cock.
Anna felt the urge to lean down upon her handsome lover’s chest and give him a few lustful kisses as he speared her, but both this opportunity and her sexual enthusiasm vanished when she felt a hand grip onto her hair and tug her face to the side.
Piero’s movements paused.
“Don’t know why everyone’s treating the whore like a princess,” Abe grumbled as he pointed his semi-engorged prick at her face, “let’s get this cock in your mouth.”
Anna stared at the shaft. It had an upward curve and a frame of curly gray pubic hair. It also had a potent smell to it. She contemplated attempting to twist free of the man’s grip on her hair. She’s never even used her mouth on a man before, she’s only imagined using her lips and tongue on the collector’s prick, and this foul-looking dick was going to be her first?
“It’s a reasonable request, little one,” Reed declared from the corner after noting her hesitance, “you are being paid excessively for your services.”
Before Anna could even consent to the humiliating deed, the man lewdly pressed his cocktip against her cheek and lips.
“Open that slutty little mouth, ‘sweetheart.’ ”
The pretty maiden miserably obeyed and felt instantly punished. That long, sweat-flavored dick was quickly jammed into her mouth.   Abe muttered another insult as he took in the sight of those gorgeous lips wrapped lewdly across his pole. He pumped three times inside her, progressively getting deeper each time, until he heard a gagging sound escape the inexperienced female’s throat.
Abe paused, giving the female a moment to recover.
“Put your fingers around the base of my prick and use your damn tongue,” Abe insisted, “do this right and I won’t have to mouth-fuck ya.”
Before Anna could launch a glare at the man, she felt Piero’s warm dickflesh start shifting inside her cunt again. A cock-muffled moan emerged her throat. She felt terribly humiliated and turned on simultaneously – a prick was sliding along the walls of her pussy, a prick was stuffed in her mouth …
Abe, with an impatient grunt, made a sharp little shove between those enticing lips to remind her that he was waiting for more stimulation. Anna tried to focus on the task … wrapping her fingers across the base of Abe’s pink shaft and squeezing him, then repeatedly sliding her tongue across his head and the plump vein on the bottom of his cockmeat.
Ultimately, the female couldn’t focus too much on pleasuring Abe. One of Piero’s palms reached to rub against her breast and nipple, and his questing dick was bringing some delicious heat to her pussy.
“Squeeze those lips,” Abe added. He managed to enjoy the pretty brunette’s ministrations – as clumsy as they were. Just watching her efforts – the way her lips moved, the way those pretty blue eyes that occasionally glanced up at him – was an intensely erotic experience. He felt his balls begin to tighten. He grunted and grabbed the sides of Anna’s head with his hands and began dragging her along his cock.
Anna moaned as her mouth slid across the length of that prick. She didn’t like this. Abe had a pungent odor, it was difficult to breathe, he was forcing her movements … It was so humiliating; She didn’t understand how she could still be aroused in this situation.
“Swallow all of it, little whore,” the rude man rasped.   After two more jabs into her mouth, Anna felt that cock spasm against her tongue and spray a bitter serving of cum against the back of her throat. She did her best to swallow, but so much thick seed was poured inside her …
Abe pulled from her mouth when she started to cough and attempted to twist away from him. Piero kindly stopped pumping into the gorgeous teenager as she gasped in a deep breath of air. Once the irritated female could speak, she aimed a glare at the smug-looking old man.
“You’re disgusting and I don’t like you!”
Before the old man could respond, Piero leaned upward and hooked his arms around Anna’s pale shoulders.
“Don’t focus on him,” the young man told her, “focus on me.”
Then Piero laid on his back once more, pulling the beautiful girl on top of his chest. He started pressing his rockhard cock in and out of that juicy pussy’s grip once more – beginning with an easy, consistent rhythm. He looked into her eyes as he did this, and Anna felt all her animosity melt away. She was nearly overcome with a sudden shyness, tempted to bury her head into his shoulder and hide from his seductive stare, but she thought of all the collector’s jests regarding her eyes …
So they stared at each other, dizzy blue eyes locked with heated brown, as Piero rolled his hips. His speed increased, and their soft sighs turned into sharp gasps as he jabbed up into that tantalizing cunt.
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Karl stood beside the bed, watching the way Anna’s body moved as Piero fucked her. He wanted to make her move and moan. Reed’s largest employee rolled up the shirtsleeves on his meaty arms and took his pants off, revealing a fairly large erection. He intended to put his prick in that pussy as soon as Piero was finished.
A whistle from the corner of the room caught his attention.
Reed, the source of the whistle, had removed a jar of petroleum jelly from his medicine bag.
“For her backside,” Noah announced as he tossed the jar to Karl. The quiet man caught the offering. He pondered for a moment, looked down at his meaty cock then at the curve of Anna’s rump.
“Will it fit?” Karl asked. He had never done this kind of thing before.
“She’s endured larger,” Noah answered with a humored look, “lube up properly, pay attention to how she responds to you, move slowly if necessary.”
Anna was in the perfect position for a second penetration … leaning over Piero’s body with her ass in the air. She was so enthralled with the sensual union she shared with the handsome man that she was completely oblivious to Karl’s intentions. It wasn’t until she felt Karl’s bodyweight shifting the bed that she realized what was about to happen.
Piero paused as Karl grabbed her hip with one hand and guided his jelly-slickened cock to her little backhole. That’s exactly when Anna turned to launch a distressed look at Karl over her shoulder.
The look made Karl freeze. He felt like a kid that just got caught stealing someone else’s candy. A hefty amount of anxiety built inside him. Did she … not want this? Or did she not want him? Was she too pretty for a man like him? He didn’t want her to yell at him that he was disgusting as she just did with Abe …
Unable to think of anything else to say, Karl murmured: “I want to … put it in.”
“I … I realize that, sir,” Anna responded, wondering if she was dealing with a … slow man, “but, two at once?”
It was smooth-tongued Piero that came to the rescue. As much as he’d enjoy using the alluring young beauty all by himself, he understood Reed was in the corner of the room, watching silently … and their boss made it very clear beforehand that he wanted a proper show.
“Hey sweetheart,” Piero began, running his knuckles across the pretty girl’s cheek, “I tried something like this with a former girlfriend a couple years ago, and she really liked it. I think you will too … maybe we can give it a try?”
Anna couldn’t say no to the handsome man -- not when he touched her cheek like that.
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A deep groan leapt from Anna’s mouth as Karl’s thick cock pressed insistently against her backhole. She felt her anal ring split open just enough to allow that venturing dick to start sliding inside of her.
“Ohh … “ Anna huffed. Both her backpassage and her vagina clenched around the two shafts that penetrated her.
“Damn,” Piero cussed hoarsely as his prick twitched in that hot little pussy, “she just got … really tight …”
As Piero attempted to gather his bearings, Karl began to slowly shove his wide dickflesh deeper into that astonishingly snug backhole. He stopped moving when about half his pole was lodged inside the petite, shuddering beauty. Though he was large, the lubricant did its job.
Anna’s mind erupted as the intense physical sensations she felt began to overwhelm her. Two cocks inside her – splitting her insides. One in her pussy, an even larger one on her rump.
“You’re big … Mr. Karl,” Anna murmured weakly as her holes struggled to adjust to two simultaneous intrusions.
Karl’s muscles were spasming. He’d never been inside anything so tight, and he subsequently did not want to ever pull away from the warm tunnel of flesh that squeezed him.   So when the two men started moving inside the paralyzed female, Karl fucked his way deeper and deeper into that anal passage until he couldn’t advance any further.
Anna was groaning. Once she adjusted to the feel of Karl stretching out her rump, she began to soar. Two cocks at once felt incredible. At times both men were shoving into her depths in unison, causing her to shudder and cry out. At other times their cocks alternated, leaving one of her holes feeling terribly empty as the second was stuffed. It was intense. She couldn’t think. Her body was throbbing. Within a single minute of enduring the two men’s shifting pricks, a delicious orgasm swallowed her mind and body. She twisted as shocks jolted through her body, and a powerful spell of dizziness forced her to sink into Piero’s chest.
But Anna’s orgasm didn’t stop the two men, nor did the fact that she suddenly went limp between them. They continued. The men could feel each other’s pricks through that thin barrier of flesh that separated Anna’s two passages. Piero was only able to shift a few inches in and out of her, but Karl was beginning to shove into her ass quite enthusiastically.
The heat almost kept Anna from reclaiming her senses. Their bodies felt warm, her own body was sizzling. The plowing of her rump was producing strange but not unpleasant sensations within her. Both of her holes had loosened up by this point, and Karl’s jelly-coated cock was sliding into her as effortlessly as Piero was shifting inside her juicy pussy. Piero’s hands were on her asscheeks, holding her open for Karl’s hefty, throbbing prick. Karl’s hands were on her breasts, squeezing them. She clung to Piero’s body, gasped and moaned repeatedly as they continued to jab into her.
That absolutely full feeling of her nether region was once more bringing sensual pulsations to Anna’s petite, shapely body. But before she could reach a second peak, she realized Karl was repetitively grunting in her ear as he speared her slickened backhole. The man shoved several deep, quick thrusts into her before that heavy cock exploded. Anna felt the man’s big prick jerk within her cramped hole as thick, slimy seed burst out of him.
The pretty girl moaned as cream poured into her anal passage, mixing with the lingering remains of the lubricant. She heard Piero, who had demonstrated incredible sexual endurance, cuss quietly and pull free of her pussy. His dick was throbbing painfully … but he knew better than to cum inside her.
Karl ran his rough palm along the soft skin of Anna’s back as his physical high passed through him. With another grunt he removed himself from the pretty female’s rear channel and moved off the bed.
Piero slid out from underneath Anna. He was about to tactfully request the gorgeous teenager use her mouth to finish him off and make him cum, but the sight of a now-naked Abe climbing onto the bed forced a pause.
“Wait, wait a second,” Anna breathed as she felt Abe line up behind her body.
“Quit complainin’ “ Abe muttered unkindly as his hands grabbed at Anna ,“I saw that slutty look on your face when Karl put his dick in this arse of yours, princess whore. ”
Without delay, the old man stuffed his once-again stiff shaft into Anna’s now-slick bottomhole. The beautiful female squeaked as her heated passage clenched onto her body’s newest intruder. Abe pulled the brunette into his lap, hooking one arm across her neck and another across her abdomen. The old man had the pretty girl pinned and impaled directly in front of his round belly. The trapped girl had no choice but to arch her back against the gray-haired man, which put her perky breasts on display.
“Cum on these pretty teats, Piero,” Abe insisted.
Piero breathed as he started at the gorgeous, lusty fox’s enticing body. Yah, even though the act would be humiliating for the sweet girl, jizzing on those breasts sounded like an excellent idea -- Piero silently vowed to make it up to Anna later.
Piero stood on the bed and began jacking his eager dick in front of the restrained female. Anna watched quietly as the young man began pulling on his glistening, uncut prick. Her trend of feeling both ashamed and aroused continued.
“Ohh,” Anna sighed out, becoming distracted as Abe began shifting a couple inches of his straining cock in and out of her rump. A handful of seconds later, Piero was shooting multiple spurts of thick jizz onto her chest. The first landed directly between her breasts, the second landed on the nipple of her left breast, the third on the pale skin directly beside it …
“You like that, little whore?” Abe snickered in Anna’s ear as he lewdly pressed his palm against Anna’s left breast and began massaging it, smearing that cum across her skin.
“You’re disgusting … “ the exasperated girl murmured, still aroused. The old man was so filthy. Why was this turning her on?
Moments later, when Piero had hopped off the bed, Abe quickly repositioned their bodies – shoving Anna flat onto her stomach along the bedsheets while keeping his dick in her perfect little ass the whole time.
“Your arse feels like a sloppy pussy,” the gray-haired man taunted as he began jabbing in and out of her with that fleshy tool, “how much cum did good ol’ Karl put inside ya?”
“I don’t … like you,” Anna gasped out. In this new position, Abe had straddled her thighs, gripped her hips and pressed his bulging belly into her back. It was impossible to move – regardless of whether she wanted to assist in their fucking or crawl away from the dirty bastard. It was also impossible to spread her legs and try to loosen herself for the intrusion of Abe’s long, curved prick. The sumptuous anal-fuck continued for several minutes. Anna felt so used, moreso than she had felt while pinned between Piero and Karl.   Here she was getting her butt reamed by a nasty old man like the dizzy little whore he accused her of being. She moaned piteously as her fingers clutched the bedsheets. Once more her mind did not reflect what her body was experiencing. This man was rude, gross and unattractive, yet he was able to make her body pulse on a frantic, irregular rhythm.
“Got ya moanin’ like a bitch in labor,” Abe sneered as he began to pump his dick more harshly into her body, “you gonna cum from taking it in your backside? You must love this old man’s cock.“
Anna wanted to scold him, but additional moans were the only sounds she could produce at the moment. That curved dick parted her in a very different way from Karl’s large cock, and her insides were forced to accommodate that rigid prick.   Shocking pleasure was starting to claim her entire nether region …
“You want this old man’s cum, little whore?” Abe hissed in her ear. Mentally, having such a pretty, young maiden trapped beneath his nearly rotund body was extremely satisfying. Physically, rubbing his cock along the walls of her tight, slick passage was causing his balls to tighten and a warm pressure to build within his loins. He started stuffing his entire length inside her, until his sac slapped into the cheeks of her rump.
Despite her extreme shame, Anna felt a second carnal explosion grip her, forcing her entire body to spasm and shudder. Abe felt it, and he may have laughed at her if he weren’t so damn close to his own peak. His cock twitched as he ejaculated deep inside that backhole – filling Anna with three additional spurts of pungent cum.
Anna whimpered quietly as the sensation of pleasure began to pass. Her ass passage was still plugged by Abe’s flesh and now thoroughly soaked with fluids. It felt so disgusting.
“I don’t like you,” she repeated softly, feeling quite bitter at this point. On a physical level she was enjoying this … but Abe was such a bully. The collector was a bully too, of course … but he wasn’t constantly whispering filth into her ear and he made sure to mix in compliments along with his degrading criticisms.
The orgy continued. The anal reaming was followed by an enthusiastic blow job for Piero. Both in personality and taste he was far more pleasant than Abe, so she treated his cock as though it belonged to a lover, not a repulsive stranger. She swallowed, of course … and didn’t feel absolutely whorish about it after the handsome man smiled at her and touched her cheek.
But before she could even return the man’s smile, Abe grabbed her body and, again, impaled her rump – this time in the same position dogs fuck. Without delay, he started piercing her repeatedly with his entire length. As Anna’s hips and breasts swayed with Abe’s motions, her lust-filled blue eyes glanced at the collector. She had been so focused on the lust-filled frenzy that she had nearly forgotten his presence.   Reed was staring at her with a vaguely humored expression, still smoking that cigarette of his. It wasn’t until he made a mocking comment that she realized she wanted him to join them. She could envision exactly what she wanted: Karl’s cock in her rump, Piero’s prick in her mouth, Reed’s dick in her woefully neglected pussy and no nasty old man. Was that too optimistic? What if the collector had no intention of touching her sweaty, soiled body this night? What if he was only interested in watching her degrade herself in exchange for a financial reprieve for her father?
There wasn’t much time to ponder the issue. Abe’s long strokes became quick, shallow thrusts in her tender bottomhole as he shoved several more harsh insults into her ear.   A few minutes later, the old man poured more of his thick, warm seed into her.
There was no rest for the distressed female. Karl was lying flat on the bed, gripping onto his thick erection, and Abe dragged her little body until she was hovering above that glistening meat.
“Let’s get that cock back inside her arse,” Abe announced.
“No, use my … pussy,“ Anna murmured as Abe forced her backside to hover above that stiff rod. Her rump was sore at this point, and her back channel was saturated with lewd levels of fluid.
“Don’t worry, little slut,” Abe instructed, “I’ll take care of that pussy.”
Then she was lowered unto that bulky, hard cock. Once more a man’s tool was stretching her rear channel, entering her cum-filled depths. She moaned. Karl felt even larger in this position, and she released an exasperated sigh as he rolled his hips and shifted his prick inside her. There was too much fluid in her passage, some of it was beginning to leak out and drip down the contours of Karl’s cock and start to pool on his pelvis and groin.
Then she felt Abe’s fingers tugging apart the folds of her cunt. Her pussy twitched.
“The whore’s cunt looks so damn little,” Abe commented as he began to stuff a couple fingers through that pink entrance, “how the fuck does she fit Reed in there? Must be some sort of miracle pussy.”
Anna moaned, eyes closed.   Abe was rubbing his thumb against her clit as he slid a third finger into her dripping cunny. He wiggled those fingers wildly within her passage. The inconsistent stimulation was forcing Anna’s slime-filled rearhole to repeatedly clench around Karl’s prick.
“Look at me, filthy slut,” Abe insisted crudely.
Those stunning eyes revealed themselves. The disturbed female looked at the nasty man, and his foul smirk provided her not comfort. It felt so degrading to be naked, shuddering, flushing, moaning before this rude, disgusting bastard … impaled in her backhole as he toyed with her pussy.
With an insistent twisting-motion, Abe added a fourth digit to the finger-fuck. He stared at Anna’s pretty face, and the increased strain he had applied to her pussy’s entrance brought a distressed expression out of her.
“Bet I can fit my entire fist into your pretty whore-cunt,” the gray-haired man rasped, “bet I can fit in all the way to my fucking elbow.”
Anna’s eyes widened. That sounded horrible. That sounded painful.   She did not want that.
“No!” she shrieked, quickly lifting away from both Abe’s fingers and Karl’s cock. Physically, her body was still pulsing, but she was so mentally repulsed that the sensation was quickly beginning to subside. Anna attempted to crawl away from Abe, but clumsily ended up falling back-first into Karl’s chest.
“No, no! Stop!” she repeated loudly. Karl – finding himself distressed at the sight of Anna panicking -- leaned upward and wrapped the female up in his arms, but Anna was so focused on villainous Abe that she hardly noticed his touch.
In the corner, the lurking collector’s amused expression deepened.
“I do not like you!” the provoked brunette snapped desperately, thoughtlessly placing a hand on Karl’s chest as she stared at Abe, “you’re rude and horrible and disgusting and I … I want you to leave!”
For a moment, there was absolute silence. Piero looked stunned – Anna had been meek and compliant all night … so her zealous outburst surprised him. Karl’s protective spirit had been summoned – and he was ready to punch anyone that further antagonized the pretty female in his arms. He’d even punch Reed for her, knowing full-well that such an offense would likely result in both an extended torture session and a gruesome death at the powerful sadist’s hands.
Abe was wearing a faint smile, eyeing the irked female.
Anna, still visibly upset, glanced at the collector. He was simply smirking, neither openly condemning her nor openly supporting her. Bizarrely, this further strengthened her resolve. These men weren’t making excuses; these men weren’t ignoring her words; these men weren’t pressuring her to continue; the collector wasn’t making any threats. She was a willing participant in this sexual exchange, and she was unwilling to pleasure the old man any further.
Feeling empowered, those fierce blue eyes focused on Abe.
“I said I want you to leave,” the determined girl insisted boldly.
And he did. Abe put on his clothes and, after aiming another condescending grin at the pretty brunette, exited the hotel room.
Anna felt oddly proud. She spied an encouraging smile on Piero’s handsome face – wordless approval of her decision. Then the petite female finally realized she was being held by Karl with her palm on his chest. She turned to look at the man’s oddly-structured face … he was wearing a deep frown.
“Sorry,” Karl said simply. He figured the carnal festivities were over. Surely the sudden twist of their situation had killed the beautiful girl’s mood, for it had certainly dampened Karl’s enthusiasm. He was about to gently slide the brunette out of his lap, but Anna’s following words stopped him.
“You … don’t have to leave, Mr. Karl,” she said gently, then added: “aside from that terrible man, I’ve … enjoyed the evening.”
Anna loathed to admit that she had been enjoying herself – particularly with the collector present … but the reassurance brought a strange, faint smile out of Karl.
Then she felt a finger tap her shoulder. She turned to see Piero leaning toward her, grinning slightly.
“You’re a spirited gal,” Piero complimented, “I like that. Mind turning around for me?”
Anna enthusiastically fulfilled the handsome young man’s request, and was richly rewarded for it. With some swift repositioning, handsome Piero’s face was between her legs. He placed a few teasing licks on her inner thigh, then ran his tongue along the entrance of her pussy …
The pretty brunette sighed softly over the sensual touches. Karl moved directly behind her, placing a kiss on her slender shoulder as he reached about to begin playing with her sensitive nipples …
“Your future husband is gonna be one damn lucky guy,” Piero promised before pressing several kisses against her clit. Then he sucked on the pink nub very gently, drawing a rush of pleasure to form in Anna’s thighs and pussy …
Once more Anna mentally declared Piero her favorite partner. Actually, he may even be her favorite man ever – excluding her loving, protective father, of course.
More orgasms would be achieved throughout the night. Before it was over, Anna once more found herself bucking between the two men’s pricks. It was totally naughty, delicious and wonderful: both holes stretched, both holes packed with dick.
One large addition would make the scenario … perfect. Her eyes once more fell upon the silent collector. Thoughts of his muscles and his scars and, yes, his manhood, filled her mind … Karl and Piero were doing an excellent job satisfying her repeatedly, but she wanted more …
You’re acting like the whore he wants you to be …
Anna had to bite her tongue to keep herself from asking him to join, but something about the way Reed was looking at her nearly forced the plea out of her …
Perhaps the collector wasn’t disgusted by her soiled, used body as she had feared. Perhaps, as he watched his own men share her, as he watched them feast upon her, his own appetite grew.
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It had been a tantalizing show for Noah.
Abe and Anna’s interactions intrigued him. Of course, Noah had instructed Abe to humiliate Anna, to taunt her, push her, test her – and Abe performed his given role quite magnificently. Anna’s response to being forced to her limits had been applause-worthy … she erupted, or perhaps blossomed, right before all their eyes.   It was a promising display of spirit from the typically reserved female. She became passionate, defiant, resolute ... proving herself to be more than an empty-headed, malleable doll.
Of course, the exchange also revealed a couple of her sluttiest secrets– her loudest moans filled the room when Abe whispered insults in her ear and fucked the pinned female in her rump. She may not want an aged man’s entire fist inside her cunt, but she was certainly guilty of some very lewd desires.
Piero and Anna’s interactions were pitifully predictable. Piero had her entirely charmed by the end of the night … All it took was a handful of compliments, a romantic comment on future suitors and a couple of well-timed caresses before Anna became spell-bound by the slick-tongued casanova. Reed was actually impressed with Piero – the young man could have probably convinced Anna it was a fantastic idea to have a man’s fist in her body.
Before leaving for the evening, Piero wrapped Anna in a firm embrace and murmured his phone number twice within her ear before planting a few falsely-sweet kisses on her cheek. Karl’s departure had far less flair than Piero’s. He got dressed, told Anna she was pretty and left. It was almost comical to Noah: Karl would have worshipped Anna for the rest of his life if she had shown any interest in him, but her eyes had fallen upon Piero – the skirt-juggling libertine who knew how to fill women with romantic expectations without actually making any promises.
Ultimately, Anna’s body had been the spotlight of the show. Her petite but shapely contours, the motions of her hips, the sounds that escaped her pretty lips, her rampant lust … All of this kept him captivated when her personality threatened to bore him.
Of course, now that the performance was over, Noah was ready to fuck his sinful little whore.
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Once Anna and the collector were finally alone, the aggravated female, as she pulled at a bedsheet in an attempt to cover her exposed chest, fired an irritated look at the collector’s direction. She was fatigued and frustrated, which is a terrible combination.
“You’re horrible,” she accused. She watched the blonde man stand from the chair, move to the room’s sole window and crush his cigarette against its sill before chucking its remains outside.
“That wasn’t fair,” Anna added, “that wasn’t right. I never said I would do such a thing -- “
“ -- Perhaps you should avoid making any more vague bargains,” Reed suggested mirthfully as he approached the bed, “ … if I were your manager, you wouldn’t have to concern yourself with the details of a contract. You’d be able to focus entirely on spreading your legs.”
The words sharpened Anna’s anger. Did he truly believe she had any interest in being his whore?
“You’re a devil. You should have warned me they were coming! You should have – “
“ – my men clearly enjoyed ravaging that gorgeous body of yours,” Noah complimented as he stood beside of the bed. He produced a haughty smirk, set his hands on his hips and added: “I should provide them your father’s address so they may send him detailed letters expressing their gratitude.”
Anna’s eyes widened angrily. If she could spit venom, she’d spit it directly into the man’s face. Filled with frustrated energy, Anna leapt upward upon the bed, stepped before the man and lifted her hand in an attempt to slap his face.
The powerful man, exceptionally swift when one considers his size, caught the enraged female’s tiny wrist before the strike could connect. Anna made two sincere attempts to jerk her hand free before accepting the fact that she wasn’t going anywhere until the collector released her.
At this proximity, the subtle, lingering scent of Noah’s cigarette was beginning to mingle with the lewd smell of Anna’s used body. The irked female glared at him. She hated him. She truly did. And the fact that she wanted him as much as she hated him made matters that much worse.
Noah held those eyes for a moment, as aloof and condescending as ever, before his sight ventured downward so he could examine that beautiful body -- an image that would never exhaust his eyes.
Anna breathed as her heart’s pace began to increase. The way he looked at her – it tormented her. It was overconfident. It was saturated with a combination of scrutiny and lust, and she felt powerless before it.
“Lord knows how I’ve restrained myself from you the entire night,” Noah commented, using his grip on her arm to twist her about before using his strength and weight to force her onto her hands and knees upon the bed, “perhaps I’ll reap pleasure from your little body until it falls apart.”
The combination of the collector’s sudden forcefulness and his lusty comments brought an ache to Anna’s cunny. She felt the bed shift as he positioned himself behind her, then she heard Reed unzip his pants. Anna tried to lift her head so that she may turn around and look at the alluring man, but a gloved hand suddenly gripped onto her hair and shoved her cheek into the sheets.
“Stay exactly like this,” Noah commanded coolly.
The undeniably aroused female really hated herself right now. She kept her face against the sheets and raised her hips as high as possible.
That slutty response forced a smirk from Noah. He was not going to make efforts to ensure Anna’s comfort, this time. Her heart may long for a prince but her body craved a villain, and that’s what he wanted – that naughty, sumptuous body. Besides, the pixie had proved that ‘no’ and ‘stop’ were part of her vocabulary, and this further inspired him to toss aside caution and false kindnesses. If he went too far, she’d speak. Their limits were one and the same.
Seconds later, Anna felt that immense cock begin pressing into her pussy. She groaned as he slowly shoved through her opening. It felt like that bulky prick wanted to drag some of her external flesh along for the penetration as it tugged at the folds of her pussy and the skin surrounding her clit.
“Ohh, oh,” Anna groaned out. The collector was so large. Too large. Despite her arousal, despite the wetness between her thighs, it was difficult to accept him. Her absurdly stretched cunny was straining against that rigid erection.
There was no opportunity to adjust. The collector began consistent, measured thrusts into her cunt. She vainly attempted to relax and loosen up for the intrusion, but that gooey channel spasmed repeatedly.   His girth was spreading her insides, his length was touching the deepest region of her pussy. He was fully impaling her, and his balls were repeatedly smacking against her clit.
Anna was pressing her groans into the sheets.
For Noah, Anna’s pussy provided an astonishing combination of erotic juices and taut, cock-gripping flesh. He adored that snug little cunt. He jammed half of his shaft into her snatch before slapping his palm across her ass cheek.
The surprised female cried out during the unavoidable spark of pain the strike produced. Her pussy twitched around that firm cock.
“Oh, that was perfect,” Noah admitted mirthfully before that hand smacked one more against the same spot. Anna’s body jerked instinctively, but she didn’t move very far -- not while his dick was in her cunt and his opposite hand gripped her hair.
“Ah!” Anna moaned out as another flash of pain enveloped the flesh of her rump, “Mr. Reed … ”
But he was fucking her again. He was grinding his massive cockmeat in and out of her shuddering hole. His pelvis was slapping into her rear, causing a warm, tingling sensation in Anna’s now sore flesh. Several minutes of this intense fuck passed, which included two more firm strikes to her assflesh, and sensual pressure yet again began to swell within her womanhood. The young female was confused. This was degrading but it felt perfect. It was perfect.   It was creating shocks of pleasure in multiple regions of her body. It made her sizzle with erotic heat. It was emphasizing how thoroughly stuffed her pussy was. It was destroying her mind.
“Little harlot,” Noah called out as he continued to pump inside that warm passage, “who owns this body of yours? Abe? Karl? Your charming Piero?
“Uhhn,” Anna huffed out as Reed fully planted himself within her pulsing snatch. After taking a second to enjoy his thick, hefty dick being completely sheathed within Anna, he began rotating his hips … applying pressure directly against her inner walls.
“Tell me who’s paying a ridiculous sum of money to possess you,” Reed beckoned before leaning down to murmur in her ear: “tell me who owns you, little Anna.”
Anna couldn’t focus. The throbbing sensation in her bloated cunny was beginning to overwhelm her. She wanted the collector to move.
“Why must you … play such games?” Anna gasped out as attempted to fuck herself on that rigid meat … but that grip on her hair and hip limited her movement.
“Go on; tell me,” Noah urged softly. He began shifting a mere inch in and out of that moist hole – a tauntingly slow motion.
“You … this evening, you … own my body … “ the female stated quietly, tightening her grasp upon the bedsheets.
“It is a rather,” a pause as Noah jabbed into that pussy with a firm thrust, “nice body … I must admit.”
The unexpected act brought a sharp squeak out of Anna. Suddenly those leather-covered hands gripped her hips and Noah began sharply screwing that irresistibly warm channel.   He was moving at a swift pace, and Anna was constantly alternating between sharp gasps and loud moans. Her entire body was absorbing the force of his thrusts – her breasts and rump jiggled as his firm body slapped against her soft flesh.
Noah continued on. Those muscular thighs moved tirelessly – permitting him to pummel that marvelous little cunt. Then he felt her orgasm roll through her petite, precious body. He released her hair as she bucked and trembled beneath him. Her sloppy pussy squeezed him as the sharpest cry of the evening flew from her lips. For a second, as he continued jamming himself between those swollen cuntlips, he nearly lost control of himself. Let’s be honest, who wouldn’t want to cum inside that irresistible snatch? Delectable little Anna.
That delicious explosion had passed through Anna’s body, but the collector was not finished. She continued emitting soft groans as the demon impaled her with effortless, mechanical motions. He was writing his own name on her flesh. He was claiming her. He was stretching that pussy and he’d continue stretching it until it was a perfect fit for his cock. Anna was becoming tired and sore and dizzy but the collector wanted more. She wanted to collapse into the sheets but Reed’s hands had locked onto her hips – keeping her pussy accessible to him. There were spots in her vision when she heard the collector release a soft grunt. Reed pulled free of her body and pointed his swollen shaft directly against the immobile female’s rearhole, spraying globs of cum directly upon her sore, red back-opening. He poked the very tip of his cock into her, allowing a spurt of jizz to enter her well-used rump.
It dawned on the exhausted girl that he intended to fuck her sore backhole for their second round. How many times has she been fucked there today?
I need to rest …
But those ridiculously strong arms wrapped around the petite female. He hoisted her upward, carried her to the room’s vanity and set her squatting before the mirror.
Anna gazed at her own image. She looked exactly as she felt: disgusting. Sweaty, sticky flesh … disheveled hair, tired eyes …   Yes, she looked like a woman who just spent an evening fucking four men repeatedly.
And she could see him in the mirror, smirking at her from just above her shoulder. He looked perfect. Of course he did. His evening was just beginning. He hadn’t even removed his dress-shirt yet and she was a mess.
And, lord, the mirror made it significantly easier to gauge their size disparity. Even with her squatting on the dresser, he was taller than her …. His muscular arms were more than double the girth of hers, her entire body failed to completely conceal his hulky chest from the mirror image.
Anna felt so very small. He was a man that could overwhelm a woman without the assistance of three other men …
The collector’s hands reached about to grip onto her inner thighs and he slowly but insistently forced them open. The act put her off-balanced, forcing her to lean back into Reed’s chest as he exposed her glistening, reddened pussy to the mirror …
Anna flushed over her own lewd portrait.
“No cause for shame … You’re a stunning image, sweet one,” Noah promised, as one hand ventured between her thighs so that he may gently, gently begin stroking a finger along her clit.
Anna sighed as the touch stimulated her. Sweet one, he called her. He was being nice now, and she was pretty sure that meant he was about to take her sore rump.   Christ, the mirror image of the collector fondling her was turning her on, but she was tired, and their last fuck made her dizzy …
You need to recover. You need to slow him down …
She felt a gloved finger poke inside her cum-slick back-passage. It moved in a circular motion within her …
“You moaned so very loudly while my men claimed this place, Anna,” Reed teased quietly, “I want you to moan exactly like that for me … “
Then his finger was gone, and she felt something warmer--something thicker--press against the opening of her rear …
Reed continued stroking her clit.
Don’t let him do this … not yet …
That’s when she noticed those gray eyes were focused directly on her own. The mirror, their position, the unnatural sex they were about to have … it thrilled her as much as it concerned her. She wanted this, but … not just yet.
That’s when she saw her opportunity -- right in the mirror. There was a pair of items the two individuals had forgotten long ago, on the small table beside the armchair: the candle and the paintbrush.
Anna gathered her resolve just as she felt that massive prick begin to press inside her.
“You play games but you do not play fair, Mr. Reed,” Anna muttered before gritting her teeth. Being split open and packed with fluids repeatedly still wasn’t enough preparation for taking the collector’s stout pole into her rear-tunnel.
Noah’s motions paused. He pulled his hand away from her clit and rested his palm passively against her thigh. With a hint of a smirk on his face, he examined her and patiently awaited an explanation.
“You’ve toyed with me,” Anna began, matching his stare, “then your men pleasured themselves with my body multiple times and when they were done … you immediately set me upon my knees so I could satisfy you.   During our first evening together, you were … attentive. Generous, at times. There’s none of that, this time. Tonight you’ve … took and took while giving nothing -- “
“ -- Oh, don’t fret, my dear,” Noah teased as he eased another three inches of his plump cock into that straining hole, “I have plenty to give.”
Anna groaned. Both her holes twitched and throbbed. The nearly grotesque stretching of her rump was summoning a mild, burning pain – a perfect contrast to the pleasing sensation of that warm flesh stroking her internal walls. But still, her desire to slow the collector down remained …
Appeal to his ego, that’s what she had to do.
Noah leaned downward to kiss the slender beauty’s shoulder. He had every intention of fucking her rump, but he would first give her the opportunity to adjust to his size.
“You were … the first man that put his mouth on my … sensitive place. The first man that gave me complete pleasure. But tonight you’re selfish and … insatiable, Mr. Reed,” the struggling female accused, she twisted her head and pointed looked toward the candle and the paintbrush, “you need a lesson on self-control.”
The handsome man’s questing mouth paused against her skin. Curious, Noah pulled back far enough to look at the beautiful brunette in his grasp … then peered in the direction those blue eyes were pointed towards.
A deep laugh crawled out of Reed’s throat and filled the room. Apparently his sweet little harlot did have a few more surprises within her. Noah shook his head as his mirthful sounds tapered off, then he adjusted his glasses and glanced again at the ambitious female.
Oh my. Anna looked quite unimpressed by his laughter. Angry, even. Perhaps he shouldn’t have laughed. Perhaps he did need that lesson in self-control. Precious Anna -- hilarious little nymph.
Noah repositioned the female until she was sitting on the vanity, facing hm. Then he straightened his posture and began unbuttoning his shirt. He displayed a measured, strategic smile when he caught those enticing blue eyes stare staring at his muscular chest.
“Do you intend to teach me proper, little trollop?” Noah asked tauntingly as he rolled his shoulders and stripped off his shirt. Then he hooked the dazzling beauty with a single arm across her back and his gloved hand on her rump. He hoisted the female as casually as an adult would lift a toddler -- a small showcase of his strength.
Anna wrapped her thighs around the collector as much as possible; her fingernails dug into his back and shoulder. The massive man carried her to the armchair, sat upon it and set her in his lap. She took a moment to run her fingertips across the muscles of his abdomen, then she pressed her breasts into his chest and quickly licked that scar on his shoulder. He possessed a gladiator’s physique, and it captivated her.
“Go on, Miss DeWitt,” Reed challenged, leaning down to whisper a taunt in her ear – though not before nipping her earlobe, “educate me.”
Anna eased back to focus an angry but composed glare into his eyes. His taunts, his laughter inspired her. She can play games, too. She was going to toy with him, just as he had her.
Anna removed herself from his lap, knelt on the ground between his legs and looked at the large erection between his thighs. She examined it closely: the bulbous tip, the thick veins running through its glistening length, the hefty testicles that hung beneath.   She realized she could never give him a proper blow job – that bulky shaft probably couldn't fit in her mouth at its full size … at the very least, it'd be horribly uncomfortable for her jaw.
Noah smirked as Anna began licking the base of his cock before pressing a few kisses against his sac. It was a captivating image: that pretty face bumping into his flesh, that pink tongue sliding out from her perfect lips to touch his flesh … There was no denying it; Anna was exceptionally beautiful.
After a minute of teasing the collector, the determined female reached for the paintbrush, dipped it into the heated wax beneath the flame of the candle, then held the brush upward before the man’s amused smirk.
“Blow,” she instructed.
Noah cocked his head to the side, but his mouth did not move.
“This may sting if you don’t,” she taunted, “might even scar … “
Once more, he did nothing. Piercing eyes and a frozen smile were difficult to glance upon, but Anna refused to back down. She was not going to blow on it for him. Anna returned his casual, confident expression with a dark, unyielding look of her own.
“Where would you like your scar, Mr. Reed?” she asked sternly.
Reed tapped the arm of the wooden chair twice before his hand moved. Silently, he traced an invisible line from the corner of his pelvis to the side of his hip.
Anna painted a line in that exact spot. The collector released no sound. His smile didn’t budge. His only physical response was a nearly imperceptible shift of the muscles in his groin and abdomen, and Anna, without hesitation, began running her tongue across the contours of his swollen cock.
When she asked Noah where he’d prefer his next scar, he traced a vertical line across his upper thigh. A lifetime of violence had taught him how to both conceal and ignore pain. He felt the two burns, of course. Even after he lifted that alluring fox, pressed her little body against the wall and stuffed himself back inside that perfect snatch, they’d continue to sting. They’d sting when he moved, they’d sting when Anna’s legs unwittingly brushed against them.
Noah had to admit: the vixen learned quickly.
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Author’s Note: Getting no love on adultfanfiction for this chap. ;.; Did I disappoint?
I would love some reviews/votes for this! It is one of my low-traffic projects and its sometimes tough to keep the motivation going. But Mr. Brown and Latty asked about an update, and then I got a really nice review from Scarlet(thank you!), and then I reread older reviews and wanted to write more. :D
I want to put it on the record that I consider this an AU Noah. Thanks to Abe and candlewax, he officially knows Anna’s kinda turned on by being bullied in bed, so I can excuse his rude bedroom behavior but a couple of acts/comments he did in earlier chapters strike me as significantly meaner than anything he’s done to a female in To Belong(surprise wine-enema(which can seriously be fatal if not done properly), a taunt about killing her father, etc.). In To Belong, I tried to establish right off the bat in chapter 2 that Noah was overtly seductive, capable of being rude to women, but, at the end of the day, would attempt to shield a nearby woman from a gun(In chapter 2’s case, Booker’s) simply because he has that old-fashioned sexist attitude where women are weak and silly and should not be allowed to make meaningful decisions but theyre beautiful and they make babies and they should not be involved in men’s violence. He has reasons for being an old-fashioned sexist – which will be revealed soon in To Belong, but part of the reason why he was so fascinated with Wretched(from my Ninety-Seven fic) and the major reason why he’s absolutely infatuated with Elizabeth is that they’re both exceptions to his preconceptions involving women.
Shout-outs:
Scarlet to Nothing: Thaaaaank you so much for the kind review. It was a huge motivator to writing this chapter and I pray it didn’t disappoint you. I 100% appreciate support for my OC characters.
Wouldyoukindly: This friggen chapter took so much time to write lol. Thanks for your support, your love, your wit! I totally miss your writing by the way you need to send me something soon. I HAVE NEEDS DAMMIT. Also, Ghost-bitches.
Byakk: Thanks for repeat reviews for this fic and To Belong! Hopefully this chapter showcased more of Noah(and Anna’s) darker, kinkier sides …
NASA’s John Madden: Thanks for the review! Hope this was satisfyingly kinky!
JustS: Thank you! I got your DP in there! Let me know if I delivered. Honestly if I update this I have no idea where the sex scenes will go next. XD   This may be a tough chapter to top kink-wise! Gonna need to bring in some toys.
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