Speaking of his hands, they were currently unbuttoning her blouse. But after a moment, Vorn seemed to get tired of fiddling with the tiny buttons because he simple grabbed both sides of the blouse and ripped it open, baring her breasts in their black lace bra for the crowd.
Jodi gasped and felt her body surge hard at this sign of his dominance. God, she couldn’t believe he was exposing her like this! It made her feel hot and embarrassed and sexually needy all at once.
But Vorn wasn’t done.
He cupped her breasts in his big hands, rubbing the sensitive points of her nipples through the black lace of her bra, pretty much as he had been all week.
“Gods, I love your breasts, sweetheart,” he growled in her ear. “Love how big and soft and full they are—love how they fill my hands. But now I want to touch them with nothing in the way—want to take off this little lace bra and cup them in my bare hands. Do you understand?”
“Y-yes, Master,” Jodi heard herself gasping. “If…if you want.”
“Oh, I fucking want all right, little girl,” he rumbled in her ear. “It’s what I’ve been wanting from the first minute I saw you.”
He found the clasp of her front-hook bra and Jodi had just enough time to think it was a good thing she’d worn that particular one before the big Kindred had pulled it apart and exposed her bare breasts.
He let her stay like that for a moment, her breasts completely exposed, her nipples tight with shame and lust. Then he cupped her again and finally Jodi got to feel his big hands on her naked mounds.
“Gods, baby,” he muttered in her ear. “Feels even better than I imagined to cup you bare. Does it feel good to you, too?”
“Yes!” Jodi admitted. She moaned and pressed back against him, rubbing her bottom shamelessly against the lump she felt growing in his crotch as he continued to twist and tug at her naked nipples.
“Mmm, sweetheart,” Vorn murmured. “Are you getting hot for me? Is your little pussy getting all hot and wet?”
“I…I don’t know,” Jodi gasped as he continued to tease her sensitive breasts. Her nipples had always been incredibly tender and responsive and the way he was tugging and playing with them was making her incredibly hot and needy. “Maybe…maybe you ought to find out…Master,” she dared to say as she continued to rub against him.
“Maybe I should.” One hand left her breasts and reached down to pull up her skirt.
Jodi moaned helplessly as the hem began to rise, baring her thigh-high stockings and the tiny pair of black lace panties she had on.
Vorn didn’t try to touch under her panties—not yet. Instead he just cupped her through the damp black lace as he had been all week.
“Such a hot little pussy,” he growled in Jodi’s ear. “So sweet, Jodi. How do you think it’s going to feel when I finally touch you without your panties? How is it going to be when I spread those plump little pussy lips and pet your hot little clit?”
“I…I don’t know!” Jodi moaned again. But God, she certainly wanted to find out!
“Let’s see, shall we?” Vorn growled.
There was another ripping sound and then the skirt was falling away, leaving her with only the thigh-high hose and panties on below the waist.
“Gods, love it when you wear such hot little panties.” The lust in Vorn’s deep voice was unmistakable. “And I love how damp they get with your pussy honey when I make you hot, baby.” As he spoke, he cupped her panty-clad mound, his big fingers curling inward to press the black lace into her slippery folds. “But now I think it’s time we took the panties off,” he told Jodi. “Time we pulled them down so I can touch your bare pussy and slide my fingers deep inside you to see how wet you are, sweetheart.”
“Yes, Master,” Jodi moaned. She couldn’t say no to him—didn’t want to say no. She loved the feeling of being completely in his power too much—loved the way he made her feel when she was tied up and helpless and hot.
“Good girl,” Vorn told her. Then he was peeling down her panties, not tearing them off, but pulling them down to mid thigh so that her pussy was now as completely exposed as her bare breasts. “Gods, little girl—wish you could see yourself,” he told her as he ran his big hands up and down her body, caressing but not covering her. “Wish you could see how hot you are, all tied up with your breasts and pussy on display with your tight nipples and your hot little clit…”
As he spoke, his fingers found her pussy again. But this time, instead of cupping her, he spread her outer pussy lips with one hand and slipped two long fingers from the other hand into her heated folds.
Jodi moaned and bucked against him as he bracketed her tender clit with his fingers and began to rub up and down. His fingers were so long that on every downward stroke, he was able to enter her a few inches. It drove her crazy to feel him finger-fucking her and stimulating her clit at the same time.
“Vorn!” she gasped, writhing against him. “Oh God, Vorn!”
“That’s right, little girl—say my name,” he murmured in her ear. “I’m your Master…I’m the one who’s petting your pussy in front of an audience…I’m the one who’s going to fill you full of my cock and fuck you and Claim you tonight—but first I’m going to
