"I certainly do my best to take care of what's mine," he replies softly, his hand moving in time with Monty's rolling hips, feeling the damp stickiness of their arousal gathering, sliding against his own skin. "And you've been feeling so empty, haven't you, little one? All those weeks without having your cunt used and properly filled? But now you're fully recovered we'll have to make up for lost time, won't we?
"I'm going to tie you down first," he murmurs, soft and low by Monty's ear. "You like squirming for me, don't you, little one? I want to take my time to open you up for me, to tug hard on your new little rings, stretching you out and open so I can see right to your slutty core, so your hungry pussy is already gaping for me. Maybe I'll pin you open like that, so I can see the way your pussy pulses, practically begging for me to fill it up.
"But I won't do that just yet, no matter how prettily you beg. No, I'm going to warm you up, completely work you over. Do you know why I wanted to wait, why I was so insistent? Because I know exactly what a little painslut you are, how much you want me to make you feel filthy and used up. I'm going to whip your slutty pussy until it's swollen and tender, until you're properly hot and tight for me, until you can barely move for the exquisite agony I'm going to bring you. Maybe I'll use the leather crop on you. You like that toy, don't you, little one? You love the way it feels, the sound and sting of it on your skin. Imagine feeling that on your stretched open pussy, over and over again, digging right into your wet little hole as you cry for me."
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"I'm going to tie you down first," he murmurs, soft and low by Monty's ear. "You like squirming for me, don't you, little one? I want to take my time to open you up for me, to tug hard on your new little rings, stretching you out and open so I can see right to your slutty core, so your hungry pussy is already gaping for me. Maybe I'll pin you open like that, so I can see the way your pussy pulses, practically begging for me to fill it up.
"But I won't do that just yet, no matter how prettily you beg. No, I'm going to warm you up, completely work you over. Do you know why I wanted to wait, why I was so insistent? Because I know exactly what a little painslut you are, how much you want me to make you feel filthy and used up. I'm going to whip your slutty pussy until it's swollen and tender, until you're properly hot and tight for me, until you can barely move for the exquisite agony I'm going to bring you. Maybe I'll use the leather crop on you. You like that toy, don't you, little one? You love the way it feels, the sound and sting of it on your skin. Imagine feeling that on your stretched open pussy, over and over again, digging right into your wet little hole as you cry for me."