Chapter 4
I was completely tied down, my legs forced open so wide my hips screamed, my wrists raw from yanking against the belts, p***y spread and dripping like a faucet.
The liquid G had me on fire, every pulse in my body went straight to my clit, swollen so big it throbbed visibly, red and desperate.
I couldn’t rub my thighs together, I couldn’t hump the air, couldn’t do anything except lie there and leak onto the sheets while he watched.
Caleb stood at the end of the bed, his c**k in his fist, stroking himself slow and lazy.
The head was angry purple, slick with precum that dripped in long strings every time his hand reached the top.
He kept his eyes locked on my cunt the entire time, watching it clench and unclench on nothing.
“Look at this nasty little hole,” he said, voice
