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  Natalie sank into the plush couch, letting her eyes fall shut as she focused on the feeling of Sofia's mouth around her cock. The wet heat enveloped her, an intense, exquisite sensation, made all the more intoxig by the fact that it was Sofia on her knees.

  Perfect, refined, untouchable Sofia. The haughty princess who had looked down on Natalie for so long was now meekly pleasurientative licks and kisses expl the tip of her stiff coatalie curled her fingers into Sofia's long white hair, anch herself in the moment. She could hardly believe it was happening—however much things had been leading up to this.

  "That's it," Jordan murmured, her voice a sultry encement in Sofia's ear. "Nid slow. Use your tongue."

  Sofia shivered, heat c her cheeks. She obeyed without protest or ent. Her tongue swirled experimentally around the sensitive head, and Natalie panted as she watched, the lewd sensation shooting bolts of pleasure through her.

  "Like that," Jordan purred, one hand trailing down Sofia's back. "You're doing great. Maybe … try a little more, though?"

  Sofia, again, obeyed. She sank lower, venturing past the tip. She engulfed an inch of Natalie's throbbing cock, mouth closing around her. Her tongue pressed and massaged along the underside as she explored. She looked up at Natalie through long shes, blue eyes uain but lust-filled, darkening by the moment with her building desire.

  Natalie reveled in the sight. Having Sofia on her knees, willingly pleasuring her, was intoxig in its ht—to say nothing of the sensation. Her fihreaded into Sofia's hair a bit tighter, and she guided the girl into a slow, steady rhythm, encing her up and down, but not too firmly. Not taking over. Letting Sofia keep trol.

  "Fuck, your mouth feels so good, Princess," Natalie whispered. "You're a natural cocksucker."

  Sofia flushed, but, unlike how she might have before, didn't protest—didn't gre. If anything, Natalie's words spurred her on. She took Natalie deeper, another inch, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked gently. It was a sight Natalie hought she'd get to see—a, here it was. Quickly turning Natalie's brain to mush.

  "You're being such a good girl," Jordan cooed, her firailing teasingly along Sofia's skin. "You like it, don't you? Having your Master's co your mouth?"

  A muffled noise escaped Sofia—almost a whimper. Her eyes fluttered half-shut as she lost herself i, tongue dragging along the underside of Natalie's cock, sug away. She didn't try to take too much too fast, keeping it slow and exploratory. But there was no denying her buildihusiasm. She was clearly beyond the fake e and the denials that normally came with 'the bet'.

  She'd lost herself. In Natalie's cock. Like a good pet.

  Natalie savored the moment. It was so much better than she could have imagined. Sofia's shy, inexperienced exploration was somehow more erotic than if she'd dived right in with expert movements. Natalie was obviously her first—and that fact thrilled through her.

  "Your mouth feels so good," Natalie murmured in encement. It was the truth. It was taking serious effort to keep her hips still—to not cim more of Sofia, forcibly.

  From Sofia's side, Jordan smirked at the two of them, clearly enjoying the show, her curves pressed indulgently into Sofia's shoulder. Her hand traced teasing patterns over Sofia's bare skin, caressing and groping her as she pleasured Natalie.

  "I think our pet likes this," Jordan said to Natalie. "Look how hard she's w. And that expression on her face … do you think she even hear us, anymore?"

  Sofia groaned softly into Natalie's cock, indig that yes, she could—and that their taunting was fueling her arousal, sending her deeper into that pit of lust. She took another inch of Natalie's. Testing to see how much she could.

  "A bit more," Natalie enced breathlessly, her free hand on her chest, feeling her smmibeat. She didn't force Sofia down, as she might with another partner. She wao let Sofia set the pace. See what she would do without too much prompting from her.

  And Sofia seemed eager to please, growing more so by the moment. Natalie could almost see the girl's head spinning. Growing cock-drunk. Natalie nearly went dizzy at the realization. Sofia, naked and on her knees, cat ears still perched atop her head, eagerly sug cock for the first time. Drunk on her arousal for the throbbiion she leasuring. Muffled moans esg her lips between loud sug noises. It was nearly too much for her to handle.

  "That's perfect, Princess," Jordan tinued murmuring into her ear, teasihrough the process. "We'll have to reward you, somehow, for being such a good girl. But for now, just enjoy yourself. Give in. This is what you were made for, isn't it? You're finally reizing it."

  Sofia's head bobbed up and down, finding a steady rhythm.

  "Fuck," Natalie panted. "Deeper. Your mouth feels so fug good."

  Sofia looked up at her, eyes dark with lust. Obeying, she leaned forward, finally going the distanatalie's cock hit the back of her throat—and, uandably, she gagged, then pulled back coughing. A string of saliva briefly ected her lips to the glistenih of Natalie's ere.

  "Aw, that's not too much for you, is it?" Jordan teased. "Surely you've got more in you."

  The taunting did the job. Or maybe just that Sofia wasn't a person to put in a half-hearted effort. She ed her fingers around the base of Natalie's cock, then started sliing her length with her tongue and lips.

  "That's it," Jordan enced. "Get it nid wet. You'll get it this time. I believe in you."

  Once she'd properly lubricated Natalie, Sofia locked eyes with her, then dove back down. Natalie groaned as her cock hit the back of Sofia's throat, the tight passage vulsing around her as she fought her gag reflex. Tears sprang to Sofia's eyes, but she powered through, grabbing Natalie's thighs for leverage. Slowly, she took Natalie dowhroat. She wiggled her way in, throat bulging as it was filled up. Inch by inch, she forced herself to plete her task, hot bliss sliding down Natalie's cotil Sofia's nose ressing into her crotch—buried into her own bck panties, which still dahere.

  "Oh, fuck," Natalie panted. Sofia's throat. She had eight hard, throbbing inches inside Sofia's throat. Hot, squeezing, massaging her entire length. But eveer than that were the watering blue eyes. Looking up from betweehighs, proud at what she'd aplished. It almost took Natalie apart, right there.

  Jorda out a soft, impressed whistle. "Look at that. Not bad for a beginner." She leaned in and whispered into her ear, "Natalie was right. You are a natural cocksleeve." She rubbed Sofia's throat. "Look how much is in there."

  Sofia briefly hesitated, realizing that her pride in having taken Natalie might be mispced. Uing of the image she wao cultivate. But then her eyes fogged over—as if she didn't care. She tinued w her throat muscles along Natalie's length, lifting up, slowly, then going back down, gagging as she stuffed herself full.

  She'd clearly given in. Natalie could read it on her face. She didn't care what her image was; she just wao be a good pet. Or maybe she was just lost in the sensation of Natalie's cock filling her.

  Natalie groahe realization that Sofia had finally submitted washing through her like its own mini asm. Her pet settled into a rhythm, pleasuring Natalie as saliva dripped down her with the sloppy effort. Singurly focused on making Natalie feel good, her blue eyes locked to Natalie's own as she worked.

  After nearly two minutes of that exquisite torture, Natalie pulled Sofia off with a pop. Sofia looked up at her with lust-clouded eyes, fused at the interruption, her slick with spit.

  "e on," Natalie said, helping Sofia to her feet.

  She led the womao the dining room table, clearing it with an ung sweep of her arm. Magazines and other random items went scattering to the floor.

  "Up you go," Natalie directed, grabbing Sofia by the waist and hoisting her up. She id the other woman down oabletop. Sofia plied readily, stretg her lithe body out, turning, aing her head hang over the edge—uanding what Natalie wanted. She parted her lips in invitation. Her reservations were well and truly gone. She just wao be Natalie's cocksleeve.

  A pulse of heat went through her at the lewd dispy: Sofia, spyed out submissively across the table, her mouth for Natalie's pleasure. The proud princess so willing to debase herself, all for the ce to please Natalie's cock. It was intoxig.

  The vulnerable arch of Sofia's throat called out to be used, the thin bck choker atuating its delicate lines. Natalie stroked the fabric with her thumb, and Sofia shivered at the tact. She lined her cock up to Sofia's lips, but paused there, sav the sight.

  "Go on," Jordan murmured. "Fuck that pretty throat. It's what it's meant for."

  Natalie gripped Sofia's head, then eased her hips forward, watg inch after inch of her cock disappear between Sofia's lips. Her attention stayed locked on the bck choker as she pushed deeper, watg the fabriform to Sofia's slender neck, bulging outward with eaatalie plunged into her. Sofia moaned around her length, and the vibrations shot spikes of pleasure through her.

  Fully sheathed, and with Sofia's lips flush to her crotatalie shivered, luxuriating in her warm sheathe. Then she began to move. Long, deep strokes that had her cock hitting deep inside Sofia on every pass. Sofia choked uhe assault, but took the punishment admirably, rexing herself to aodate Natalie's pace.

  "You're a fast learner," Natalie said through gritted teeth. "Keep it ope. Rex. Just take it."

  It took only moments before Natalie lost herself in the slick heat enveloping her. She used Sofia's throat with a single-minded focus. The lewd sounds of Sofia's gagging filled the room, eight inches of cock stuffing her with a quiing pace.

  Jordan leaned against the table, one hand trailing teasingly over Sofia's heaving chest, then dowiween her legs. Not pying with her—just cuppiauntingly. She kissed her neck, feeling Natalie's cock pluhe flesh outward with each thrust. "Good little fuck toy," Jordan purred to Sofia, kissing her , ending with a quie on the cheek. "Look how wet you are. Is your Master's abuse really turning you on this much? you even hear me?"

  Sofia groaned. She sucked and licked messily each time Natalie's cock withdrew, eager to keep it slid ready for her hrust. Her lips were a spit-soaked mess, but her enthusiasm wasn't waning. If anything, Natalie's rough treatment was driving her higher, making her squirm atop the table, lithe body trembling in enjoyment.

  Natalie gripped Sofia's hair, holding her head in pce as she started to thrust with abandon. Any lingeriraint vanished as she started to e up against that hot peak. She used the other woman's throat, seeking pleasure, but almost more than that, victory over that delicate piece of bck fabric.

  Sofia gagged with each brutal pluhroat bulging obsely, but she didn't resist or try to pull away. She id there and took the abuse. Her lips stretched wide around the girth invadirails of drool spilling down her cheeks and face. Her throat vulsed helplessly, the tight passage massaging Natalie's coatalie's gaze stayed fixed ohin bck choker encirg Sofia's slender neck. She o see it snap. Proof of her quest. Of her dominatiohe haughty princess's throat. The idea ed her.

  But despite Natalie's violent pace, the strip of fabric remained intact. She grunted in frustration. She wanted—o break it. Her cock pulsed, heavy and swollen, demanding release. But she refused to let her asm wash over her. Not until she'd won.

  Her rough thrusts not quite doing the job, her frustration mounted and mounted. Faster even than her pleasure.

  She had an idea.

  Her better senses fell to the wayside. Natalie's al desire took over. She had to break that thin strap of cloth. And if her current efforts weren't doing the job—then she had other options.

  Natalie closed her eyes, seized that enigmatiergy inside her, and fu toward a skill.

  Sofia's eyes went wide as she felt the ge take hold. Natalie sheathed herself hard, smming her hips into Sofia's lips, then groaning as a bizarre sensation rippled through her. Still lodged deep in Sofia's throat, Natalie's coged. Thicker, longer, it swelled ihe tight sheathe, her girlcock squeezing inside Sofia's strained passage. Sofia's slender neck bulged obsely from the inside as Natalie grew and grew, her throat molding Natalie's hot, expandih.

  Sofia's gagging grew more frantic, limbs struggling atop the table—but not against Natalie, only in surprise at the sudden pressure ihroat. Her back arched and her hands scrambled. Tears streamed down her cheeks. She'd already been having difficulty taking Natalie, so this, she wasn't ready for. But she didn't try to pull away. Submitting as before. Like a good pet.

  The sight of Sofia allowing herself to be so vioted without so much as a protest sent a rehrill through Natalie—almost as much as seeihroat bulge even more outward had. She gripped Sofia's head, holding her in pce as she pulled back, then smmed her hips forward, plunging her now-improved on deep into her tunnel.

  Sofia choked wetly, throat straining against the massive intrusion. Natalie moaned loudly as the tight passage rippled along her over-sensitive flesh. The sensation was eveer, now. Even tighter. Unbelievably so. She pulled back, watg inch after inch of her cock reemerge—thicker than ever, and coated in a slick mess of spit and drool, a sight to make her dizzy—before plunging ba. Sofia's slender neck distended obsely, molding around Natalie's swollen girth.

  The vulgar dispy urged her on. She pounded Sofia's throat relentlessly, seeking the release demanded of her. The lewd sounds of Sofia's gagging and choking filled the room, interspersed with the wet sp of Natalie's hips against her face. All the while, Sofia y there, still, if tense, allowing Natalie to use her throat like the cocksleeve it was.

  Natalie was close, the need for release coiling tight in her core. And the choker was visibly straining uhe assault, the flimsy fabric starting to stretd give iic tearing. Natalie was close—in so many ways.

  "Just— a little— more," Natalie grunted, each word punctuated by hard sps into Sofia's face.

  Then, finally, it happened.

  The thin loop of bapped.

  Natalie groaned, head falling back. She lost herself. Her mounting asm crashed into her, and she buried herself to the hilt in Sofia's throat. Thick, sticky ropes erupted from her pulsating cock, flooding directly into Sofia's stomaatalie's mi bnk, drifting away in dizzyingly hot waves of pleasure. She lost herself, humping awkwardly as ecstasy wracked her. The spasming of Sofia's throat milked every st drop that Natalie had to give. And Sofia took it, swallowing pulse after pulse of the load.

  "Oh fuck," Natalie whined, legs shaking. She held the other woman's head firmly in pce, prolonging her asm as she tinued moving her hips forward and back, using her cocksleeve, emptying string after string into Sofia's abused throat.

  The asm seemed to go on endlessly, Sofia's tight passage milking Natalie's hyper-sensitive cock. She drained herself into Sofia with an indulgence she might never have before.

  Then, finally, when her asm ebbed, Natalie withdrew her still-pulsing cock from Sofia's throat. The swolleh emerged inch by inch, coated in a slick mess of spit, drool, and cum. Sofia gasped and coughed wetly as her airway was finally freed, sug in oxygen she desperately needed.

  Natalie looked down at the aftermath, her chest heaving. Sofia was, as expected, a mess. Trails of drool streaked her fad down into her long white hair. The snapped ends of her broken choker dangled limply around her slender neck. But, her blue eyes gazed up at Natalie with clouded desire, despite the abuse she'd endured. Even almost admiringly. Like she'd e. The crazy woman had actually liked the roughness she'd been used with.

  Natalie's eyes flicked to Jordan. The dispy had broken even her persistent posure; she was blushing and wide-eyed. She admired the results of Natalie's rough throat-fug with obvious appreciation.

  "Well," Jordan finally said. "I think Princess here discovered she likes being put in her pce, didn't she?"

  Sofia was too out of it, still gasping for air from her prolohroat-fug, to respond. Her head lolled to the side, dizzily fag Jordan. Jordan ughed.

  "Look at that expression. That's how you know you did a good job." She poked Sofia's cheek, who, again, barely reacted. She panted and heaved oable, looking dizzy.

  Seeing it, a strange urge filled Natalie. Almost … protectiveness, for some reason? Or something else? She couldn't quite pce it. Regardless, Natalie leaned down and kissed the used woman on the cheek. "You did great," she murmured to her, voice soft. "I'm proud of you."

  Sofia's eyes locked to her own, and for a brief moment, it almost looked like she was going to fight her initial response. But then she gave in—and she started to smile uhe praise, almost glowing. After a sed of surprise, seeing the rea, Natalie ughed and cradled the girl's fa both hands. Sofia leaned into her, happy for the touch. That odd feeling surged up even more powerfully than before, and Natalie kissed her again.

  Jordan was right.

  They were going to have a proper pet in no time.