<span style="color: #FF80FF"> <span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><div style="text-align: center;">Lea Stevens</div></span></span> </span><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn24/SociallyToxicBeauty/036e0d3a-b28c-47ec-b858-0eaea6c67e4d.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #FF80FF"><div style="text-align: center;">"Jazz"</div></span></span></span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">“You had no sex for a long time, Lea…do you have other skills that make the men not last long enough to actually fuck you?...Where would a little slut like you keep her toys?” </span><br/><br/>His words were accompanied by the curling of his fingers, stretching her farther and making her cry out. He began to move his other hand under the pillow but returned empty. Next he reached over to the side table and opened it, whistling as he found the items he was looking for. His hand inside her kept moving roughly, causing her breasts to jiggle.<br/><br/>She was slowly regaining movement, though she dared not move in fear of retribution. Her hands clenched into the sheets, her knuckles turning white.<span style="font-style: italic">“Now, that a good sortiment. I miss the rough things, but at least we have dildos for every occasion…”</span>he said ominously as he pulled out a butterfly dildo. He seemed unhappy with it, shaking his head and placing it back. Then he grabbed a small golden one.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">“Hmmm, let me guess. For the anal pleasures…you don’t like it big…this normal sized dildo much be my replacement, yes?”</span>He seemed to weigh the toy in his hand, giving a nod at its usefulness. She had never used the smaller toy anally as Carlos had thought. It had been a joking gift from an old female friend. She had never had the courage to put anything in her ass. She shook her head negatively,<span style="color: #FF80FF"> “I…I never…”</span>she didn’t get to finish her sentence as he cut her off once more and terror bloomed in her as she realized what he wanted to do.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">“That’s good enough for starts, but I guess we have to clean it first. Be a sweet girl, Lea and lick it…”</span>he commanded, pressing the toy against her plump lips. At first she wanted to refuse, but the look he gave her brooked for no argument and slowly she opened her lips to take the dildo in her mouth. She stared up at him with her large eyes, her tongue swirling around the object before she closed her lips around it and sucked it clean.<br/><br/>She hoped that was good enough for him and her eyes clenched at a particularly rough thrust from his hand, giving a cry out once more and her stomach tightening dangerously. She was so close that she could taste it, her body was on fire but she wanted more. Wanted him to use her like she was his little pet. Use her like she never let anyone else.