“You wanted this, so don’t start bitching now, you brat,” T stated.

He was right. I had nagged and nagged at him to pay more attention to me, so now that he was, I couldn’t very well complain. Besides, where would be the fun in complaining when this was absolutely what I wanted.

“How many is that?”

“Seven,” I gasped.

I was tied, spread eagle, to the bed as I had been for an hour. During that time, T had sucked my nipples, inserted a butt plug, and now was finger fucking me. I’d already come seven times.

“Good. And how many times are you going to come today?”

“Until you decide I’ve had enough.”

“That’s right. And will begging help your situation?”

“No, Sir,” I panted before tipping my head back and coming for the 8th time.

Three fingers. Now four fingers inside of me.

“Yep,” he happily stated. “Ready for the whole thing?”

“No!”

“Oh, babe. Not a safe word.”

He tucked his thumb inside his curled fingers and eased his whole fist into me. I thrashed, screamed, and begged for something I wasn’t sure of. He ignored me and began to use his whole fist to gently fuck me. I came for the 9th time. Tears of exhaustion and pleasure rolling down my face. Once I could breathe again, he eased his hand out.

“Oh, it looks like it will take a bit for that to shrink down to size. I think I’ll wait before I fuck you with my cock.”

“Please,” I begged. While I loved being used like this, the absolute apex of my pleasure always came with his cock.

“Open up.”

I opened my mouth while he straddled my face. Without mercy, he fucked my mouth. Not as good as my pussy or ass, but at least it was his cock! I was so primed, I came again. Number 10. To my delight and horror (because this meant it would be even longer before I got his cock in my pussy!) he came down my throat.

“That’s it. Swallow it you brat. Swallow it all. You’re going to stay here. Tied to the bed until I decide to let you up.”

I tried to swallow everything, but it came to fast. A trickle of his cream dribbled out the side of my mouth.

When he finished, he pulled out of me and stood by the side of the bed.

“You’ll pay for that,” he happily said.

He inserted a bullet vibrator into my slick tunnel and turned it on.

“Now, enjoy that while I watch the game.”

He plopped himself down in the easy chair and turned on the television. Luckily, the game was half over. Unluckily, that meant I still had a good hour to go with my ass filled and a vibrator in my pussy.

Yes, today was going to be a very long, exhausting one, but it was also going to be epic.